Fangxian Heretical Path

Chapter 104 Opening the Bag Reveals the Mountain-Piercing Seal

Fang Shu sat quietly, feeling the joy that permeated his body and mind from the inside out.

His entire body seemed to be emitting a joyful and exhilarating roar, especially inside his skull, where something was trembling incessantly.

This breakthrough, which came so naturally, filled him with joy and he remained immersed in it for a long time.

After regaining his senses, Fang Shu got up and slowly moved around at the bottom of the well in the quiet room. He performed a set of boxing techniques to regulate his qi and blood, so that the qi and blood would not excessively accumulate in his head, lest a good thing turn into a bad thing.

In an instant, he felt as if all the blood and qi in his body had been twisted into one, able to move freely up and down. With each inhale, it could rise to the top of his head, and with each exhale, it could descend to his heels.

This situation is even more miraculous than the unity of muscles and flesh of a second-level immortal, because not only muscles and flesh, but also bones, organs, blood and everything else, are all like a whole under the blessing of qi and blood.

Fang Shu silently pondered this, thinking to himself:
"As the ancients said, a true person breathes from their heels, while ordinary people breathe from their throats. Could this be what they mean by this state of mind?"

Without needing to engage in any magical battles, he knew in his heart that he was now at least three times stronger than his predecessors before his breakthrough.

Looking at the intensity of his qi and blood, a three-zhang-high qi and blood rose slowly. Although its height had not changed, its density had undergone a tremendous change compared to before.

His vital energy emanated outwards, no longer like mist, but like solid purple mercury, swirling and rising around his body.

The cultivation of immortals at the Third Tribulation no longer focuses on blood and qi, but rather on developing the spiritual light in the brain to accumulate mental power, strive to condense the soul, and generate true qi.

Therefore, after passing the third tribulation, the total amount of qi and blood in a celestial being's body generally does not change, and may even decrease.

According to the owner of the private club, some people took the Tiger Wolf Secret Medicine or used the Tiger Wolf Secret Technique when they broke through, and performed the "replenishing essence and nourishing the brain" action. This was at the cost of physical depletion in exchange for the accumulation of spiritual light in the brain. Therefore, their blood and qi would be thin or drop after the breakthrough.

It is quite rare for someone like Fang Shu to have his qi and blood become even more robust after breaking through the third tribulation.

This also proves how solid his foundation is and how amazing the medicinal power in his body is. This is why when he passed the third tribulation, his qi and blood were not only not damaged, but were also thoroughly refined and improved.

A body of this quality has an even higher chance of condensing a soul and generating true energy!

Fang Shu let out a long breath, as if a small, silvery-purple snake was swimming in front of him:
"In less than two years, he has overcome three tribulations."

He spoke in a low voice, then slapped his chest and coughed heavily, as if thunder rumbled in his chest.

A thick, black sputum of blood gushed from his mouth, crashing against the wall like a piece of iron, leaving a dent.

These are precisely the impurities Fang Shu ingested while taking medicine and undergoing tribulation, as well as the various pieces of flesh and blood that died in his lungs and internal organs.

In the past, during the first or second tribulation, these things had to be gradually worn away through subsequent tempering. But now, he can actively use the power of his internal organs to expel them from his body.

After spitting out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, Fang Shu felt even more refreshed.

Next, he practiced boxing several times in the quiet room to loosen up his body, and then focused his mind.

The period of seclusion to transcend tribulation has now come to a complete end.

After that, Fang Shu neither continued taking medicine and cultivating, nor did he immediately leave seclusion.

He then turned his gaze sharp and took out a blood-red leather pouch from the side.

This purse was taken from the mine owner surnamed Cao.

Although Fang Shu had been in seclusion these past few days, he had tried his best to look up information related to storage bags.

Only then did he realize that although a storage bag could only be used to its fullest potential if it fell into the hands of a Qi Refining Immortal, it was not entirely unusable by Spirit Refining Immortals.

However, since the cultivators who refine essences have neither divine sense nor true energy, it is quite inconvenient for them to use it. Furthermore, the storage bags they can use are either broken or of lower quality.

These storage bags are not only cramped and extremely uneconomical, but also offer very little protection. Some of them are so damaged that they will gradually lose their storage function over time and must be kept in constant condition with spirit stones, which is quite costly.

Fortunately, the storage bag in Fang Shu's hand had three intact restrictions. It had not been nurtured for a long time, and the spiritual light on the bag had not dissipated. It should have been transformed from a genuine spiritual energy storage bag.

Looking at the object, Fang Shu couldn't help but exclaim, "Such items are usually bestowed upon disciples of immortal families for use in refining essence. I never expected to find such a magical artifact in a mine."

However, when I think of that Cao guy, who has occupied the mine for many years, not only mining and extracting minerals, but also using people to make medicine and harvesting and selling meat fungus, he must have made a lot of money.

However, relying on the demon overseer, he was weak and powerless, his cultivation level was not high, and he had no intention of practicing diligently.

This storage bag was most likely specially prepared by the other party to facilitate the safekeeping of their belongings when they fled.

Considering this, Fang Shu's eyes shone with even greater anticipation. He then closed his eyes slightly and uttered the incantation he had deciphered from the Daoist talismans over the past few days—a method for opening ordinary storage bags:

"The storage bag reveals its contents upon opening!"

Buzz buzz buzz! He also made hand seals and pumped his own blood and energy into the bag.

It took a good seven or eight breaths before the small purse finally loosened its opening, and all the items inside were spit out in a whoosh.

This is another drawback of using storage bags by cultivators who refine essences; every time they store something, they have to turn everything over, which is quite inconvenient.

The purse spewed out a lot of stuff, which in the blink of an eye piled up into a small hill, about the size of an eight-immortal table and half a person's height.

This small hill is made up of various refined ores or raw spirit stones from the mine.

But Fang Shu frowned slightly as he examined the ores.

Although there is a lot of these ores, if you calculate it all at once, it's only worth about one or two kilograms of spirit stones.

Although its value is considerable, it is still far less than what was obtained from the wolf demon.

In addition to these, among the items sprayed out by the storage bag were several wooden boxes containing a considerable amount of talisman coins, pills, and talismans of all kinds, as well as several metal magical artifacts, along with their corresponding spells.

Fang Shu glanced at it a few times, and his brows relaxed.

Just as he expected, the contents of the storage bag were what the mine owner surnamed Cao had prepared for his escape.

The other party prepared over a hundred fasting pills alone, along with all sorts of other items such as cleansing talismans, fire-starting talismans, and even paper house talismans for setting up camp in the wild.

Although these items are all ordinary goods and not worth Fang Shu's attention now, they should be worth another pound of spirit stones when added together.

The supplies worth two or three catties of spirit stones, plus the value contained in the storage bag itself, made Fang Shu slightly disappointed, but it wasn't bad either!

However, he then looked through the valuables, picked up a small, pale gold wooden box, examined it several times, and carefully opened it.

A golden-red board suddenly appeared in his eyes.

This board resembles both gold and wood, and its shape is similar to a talisman. It also features a small animal pattern engraved in the center, shaped like a pangolin, exuding a spiritual aura.

After carefully examining the box, I found a note at the bottom, written by an old clerk, with a red seal that read "Shanbaozhai" on it.

After examining it closely, Fang Shu's expression changed drastically, and he thought to himself, "A talisman! A talisman at the quasi-fourth tribulation level."

This golden-red talisman was strikingly similar to the Soul-Suppressing Bell he used to sell.

It is neither a magic weapon nor a talisman, but something in between. It is a good item that does not require magic to use and can be reused!

This item is called the "Mountain-Penetrating Seal." Those who possess it can dig tunnels and penetrate mountains with ease, and mine and break rocks as easily as tofu. If held in hand and activated with full force, it can also unleash the wonder of earth-遁 (earth-escaping technique) for several breaths, with an effect comparable to Qi-refining spells, allowing one to escape within the rocks and soil of mountains.

Needless to say, this must have been a life-saving item prepared by the mine owner surnamed Cao for himself. If the other party had been able to take it out that day, he probably would have been able to save his life.

Fang Shu then examined the "Penetrating Mountain Seal" repeatedly. Following the instructions on the note from "Shanbaozhai," he nurtured it for a while before hanging it directly on his waist as a jade pendant, weighing it down with the hem of his clothes.

He learned from the lesson of that mine owner surnamed Cao.

It's best to keep such a life-saving item on your person at all times, so that if a sudden change occurs and the treasure is in your bag and difficult to use, then it's no different from not having the treasure at all.

After all, he was not a Qi Refining Immortal, so every time he opened his storage bag, he had to chant incantations and perform hand seals, and also had to tidy up a bit.

Having obtained the "Mountain-Piercing Seal" talisman, Fang Shu was in high spirits. He tidied up the small hill of clutter without the slightest impatience.

He used his qi and blood to open the purse, widening the opening, and stuffed the wooden box and ore into it one by one. He then stuffed some of his own household items from the quiet room into the purse as well.

Once it was almost full, he also figured out the size of the storage pouch. Its interior space was like a sphere that could move and change shape, with a diameter of more than half a zhang.

This space is not very large.

However, for Fang Shu at present, it is more than enough to store all his wealth, which is convenient and saves trouble.

(End of this chapter)