Fading of the Heavenly Marrow
With a deposit of ten thousand taels, he intended to purchase five thousand taels of goods but only managed to buy two thousand taels, leaving him with eight thousand taels.
Gu Wen slowly opened his eyes, realizing he was bankrupt once again.
Last night, after studying for a long time, he found that within the Jade Clear Heart Sutra were detailed instructions on how to cultivate the heart technique, with annotations from many powerful experts.
What Fairy Yu Hua gave him was not just a cultivation method, far from a few cryptic verses, but a rigorous and complete textbook.
The book contained insights from the ancestors of the Sanqing Sect throughout the ages, possibly amounting to millions of words.
Whenever he had doubts about a certain section, within the cryptic verses of the heart technique, there were countless annotations from powerful experts, some of which even transformed into Daoists to personally guide Gu Wen.
Perhaps this was the heritage of the Immortal Sect, where cultivation methods were no longer ordinary, Dao scriptures were no longer lifeless words.
Teaching was not just about comprehension; countless predecessors spared no effort to explain to future generations.
Teaching Qi cultivation was not just about cultivating Qi, but also about building the Dao, directly leading to the path of becoming an immortal.
Second level of the Jade Clear Dao Foundation: Purifying the Jade Bones, Five Organs Divine Spirits.
With the initiation of Qi, the manifestation of the Two Principles, encompassing human Dao and all spirits.
I am one with Heaven and Earth, how can I separate myself, the Dao is manifested here, returning to clarity...
Refining the Five Organs Divine Spirits, there is hope for a top-grade Golden Core.
Those who refine one of the Five Organs Divine Spirits can enter the inner sect.
The Dao scriptures and verses were intricate and lengthy, containing many small characters resembling annotations, with Daoist figures within the characters.
It was like an immortal sect that had existed for countless years, where numerous immortals and powerful experts discussed the Dao within, guiding future generations on how to cultivate, yet it was not a strict regimen that required later generations to follow blindly.
As his fate shifted slightly, once again, the cryptic Dao scriptures were melted down and transformed into things that Gu Wen could understand.
The second level, refining the five viscera.
There were a total of five small realms, with each visceral refinement being twice as difficult as breaking through the first level.
In other words, breaking through the third level required ten days of Heavenly Marrow and an additional pill from Fairy Yu Hua.
Even Daoist Gu had become a destitute Daoist, can Fairy Yu Hua support this destitute Daoist?
Isn't this cultivation too difficult?
Gu Wen sighed once again, then suddenly felt a slight change under his body.
He looked down and felt that the expenditure was not in vain.
This body's functions were not a problem, but it was in a semi-scrapped state.
Sometimes he would self-deprecatingly think of himself as "Sister Lin" from the past.
The advantage was having a clear mind, free from the influence of hormones, allowing him to be calmer.
Ultimately, it was a kind of deficiency, and cultivation would fill this deficiency.
Cultivation was always beneficial no matter what.
Gu Wen got up, the morning sun shining through the window, and the familiar 'radio exercises' of the Flower Tower in the early morning could be heard.
However, the restlessness of his body after recovery could not compare to the fervor he had for cultivation.
He sat back on the bed, closed his eyes, and began cultivating his Qi.
Although he no longer had Heavenly Marrow, every bit of progress meant more strength.
Gathering sand into a tower, accumulating soil into a mountain was no more than this.
Even without Immortal Fate, he still stood above the masses.
So even without the help of fate, he had to continue on his path, refining his Qi.
Wang Mansion.
Yu Hua sneaked in over the wall, looking a bit disoriented after staying up all night for two days.
She landed on the ground, twisted her foot, and sat down with a pout.
The white clothes on her body flashed with a gleam, untainted by dirt and dust.
The donkey chuckled unkindly, "Little Ancestor, did you lose track of him again?"
"He doesn't stay at home at night."
Yu Hua's elegant voice carried a hint of frustration, having spent two nights just confirming this fact.
She didn't think it was a waste of time; it was extremely important for both her and the descendants of the Gu family.
What really frustrated her was the restrictions of the Immortal Land, where most Dao methods could not be used, making her feel uncomfortable as a mortal.
If she were outside, Yu Hua's divine sense could sweep through the entire city with a thought, and she could easily find Gu Wen with just one step.
But now, even confirming his whereabouts was difficult.
"Thinking of giving up?" the donkey asked, then added, watching the excitement without considering the consequences, "I remember that the ancestor of the Gu family who established karmic ties with the Sanqing Sect was from the Jade Clear Sect. Perhaps that kid is also wary of you now."
"I will go again tonight."
Yu Hua replied firmly, then turned and walked towards the house, only to be interrupted by an annoying voice from behind.
"Immortal Yu Hua, Immortal Yu Hua!"
Zhao Feng, who had come to the courtyard gate as usual, saw the snow-white figure and immediately showed a joyful expression, waving enthusiastically.
After three whole days, he finally saw Yu Hua, even if it was just her back, it still made his heart surge with excitement.
Yu Hua felt he was being noisy and continued walking into the house without paying him any attention.
She didn't dislike someone for no reason; her first impression of Zhao Feng was quite ordinary.
However, after learning that he was smug about seizing opportunities and seeing that the Zhao family was not a righteous clan, she gradually lost favor with him.
Zhao Feng's pretentious demeanor seemed even more ridiculous in front of her, like a clown on a small stage.
Seeing that she ignored him, Zhao Feng was blocked by the donkey when he tried to enter the courtyard.
He had to speak louder, "Immortal Yu Hua, I am here to discuss important matters with you, regarding the water veins. I have already asked Gu Wen to wait at the mansion."
Yu Hua stopped in her tracks, turned around, and asked, "Why did you call him here?"
Did the Zhao family find out that I sneak out every night to find the descendants of the Gu family? Does the Fairy not like Gu Wen? After settling the karma, she doesn't want to interfere anymore, which also fits the temperament of the people on the mountain.
With different thoughts, Zhao Feng replied, "Gu Wen is in charge of the mansion's water supply and is currently the person who knows the most about the water veins in Bianjing. If the Immortal doesn't like it, I can find someone else."
"But his personal abilities are still acceptable. If it's someone else, it might not be as easy to handle."
In terms of ability, even Zhao Feng had to speak well of Gu Wen.
After all, leaving aside other matters, he absolutely recognized Gu Wen's abilities.
Otherwise, he would just be a servant kept by the mansion, not the Marquis of Wen in Longqiao.
He didn't want to change to another servant and mess things up, damaging the good image the Fairy had of him.
Knowing how to use people well is an important skill for an emperor.
"Alright."
Yu Hua nodded slightly.
She might not be able to give him the cultivation method, but it was a chance to see him again.
Just this slight movement made Zhao Feng ecstatic.
He said, "Then please come with me, Immortal."
The Fairy listened to my opinion! She nodded!
The two walked out of the courtyard, with Yu Hua quickly taking the lead, and Zhao Feng following behind with a smile.
The guards and servants of the Wang Mansion around them all lowered their heads, afraid of witnessing the Ninth Prince's loss of composure and facing punishment.
The chief companion Feng Xiang wanted to say something but hesitated, not knowing what to say, feeling that his master was a bit too impatient.
Although the heavenly Fairy was indeed rare in the mortal world, you were also a noble child of the royal family, not much different.
Zhao Feng didn't see any problem with himself, even if he knew what these servants were thinking, he would probably just sneer at them.
These servants didn't know how great the Fairy Yu Hua's background was.
It could be said that as long as Zhao Feng could gain the favor of the goddess, the Emperor would directly designate himself as the Crown Prince, or even abdicate early.
This was what the Daoist Emperor had clearly stated to him.
At first, Zhao Feng knew he couldn't be too hasty, but after not being able to say a word for several days, he became anxious.
The principle of getting the moon near the water tower was correct, but it was useless to get closer without taking action.
Now he was getting more and more addicted, the more he was rejected, the more he felt that the goddess should be like this.
There was no woman in the world who dared to reject him like this, and there had never been a woman who completely overshadowed him in status.
Even the Emperor, whom Zhao Feng had always feared, treated Yu Hua with respect.
He specifically warned himself not to think he could coerce her with force and power.