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Research-Style Cultivation, Starting by Refusing to Be a Furnace – Chapter 44

Ch 44: The Sun Rises Brightly, We Travel the Secluded Dao Together

Ch 44: The Sun Rises Brightly, We Travel the Secluded Dao Together

“So that’s how it is!”, Wei Xing, like an ignorant child, kept exclaiming at his discovery: “So that’s the reason I have two types of Pill Fire.”

“According to this, my Metal Attribute Pill Fire can be used to refine pills that break through boundaries and attack, and my Wood Attribute Pill Fire can be used to refine pills that heal and restore! I can be considered to have medium aptitude, so does that mean my Senior Brothers only have ordinary aptitude?” Wei Xing thought, looking at the two flames on his palm.

When Wei Xing continued to read downwards, he was once again so shocked that he couldn’t speak. He saw clearly written on it that the Pill Fire attribute was not always fixed and could only be obtained innately.

In fact, it can also be obtained through treasures of corresponding attributes. After the Qi Refining Stage, when the Dantian can accommodate objects, it can be stored in the Dantian to act as Pill Fire, but such treasures are often a matter of chance, and ordinary cultivators find it difficult to pursue them in their lifetime.

Continuing to look further, all kinds of pill recipes were complete and the introductions were detailed, far more than the contents of the Pill Dao Annotations given by his Senior Brothers. If compared, the Pill Dao Annotations in his hand were probably not even the tip of the iceberg compared to the Dan Method.

“So this is the complete Pill Dao.” Wei Xing held the Dan Method in front of him, his hands feeling as if they weighed a thousand pounds.

Wei Xing hurriedly picked up the cultivation methods from the two Talisman Peak disciples who died that day and compared them with the Talisman Method that Ling Xiao had passed on to him. With one comparison, he discovered that the Talisman cultivation methods passed on to the Inner Sect disciples of Talisman Peak in the monastery were simply too rudimentary.

This Talisman cultivation method only had simple methods of making talismans, pouring Spiritual Energy into them, and then picking up the talismans and hitting them on the enemy. There was only this one method, just like his Pill Dao Annotations, without any core content.

Looking at the Talisman Methods in the Storage Bag, there were not only attacks, defenses, and methods to trap enemies, but also formations formed between different talismans, and blessings for Magical Artifacts, Spiritual Objects, and Beasts. The forms were ever-changing. In addition, there were Pure Yang Talismans that specifically restrained Yin-Cold Ghosts, which was a complete set of cultivation method categories.

Wei Xing probably understood after seeing this that the various peaks in the monastery were giving disciples severely castrated versions of cultivation methods, or even garbled versions. He sighed helplessly and said, “It’s actually like this. If it weren’t for Ling Xiao, I’m afraid I would have walked the same path, getting further and further away on an arranged, wrong path.”

He carefully compared the formations again, and the situation was the same. The introduction to the formations taken out of Ling Xiao’s Storage Bag and the Qingyuan Formations in the Storage Bags of the dead monastery disciples were also vastly different in content.

The formations detailed the functions of various formation patterns, the functions of different types of formation patterns combined into formation diagrams, such as attack, siege, concealment, bewilderment, protection, weakening, and enhancement, as well as the method of refining Talisman Corpses, which was far from comparable to that thin Qingyuan Formation Method!

“It seems that this cultivation method information is monopolized, leaving only leftovers for later generations. No wonder these people are so weak, and no wonder Ling Xiao is so strong.” Wei Xing finally understood that this Qingyuan Temple did not want to truly cultivate disciples.

“Ling Xiao seems to mainly cultivate Sword Techniques, and the rest are not weak. He is definitely a well-rounded warrior.” Wei Xing praised, but also worried, “Senior Brother is so outstanding, I, as his Junior Brother, am under a lot of pressure!”

Looking at these trash cultivation methods in the monastery, Wei Xing directly collected them all into a separate Storage Bag: “Some trash, go eat dust!”

Then, he continued to rummage through the Storage Bag that Ling Xiao had given him. In Wei Xing’s search, he discovered another inheritance item from the Storage Bag. It was not a cultivation method, but a detailed record of the sect’s development history.

It clearly stated that the Wei Kingdom Dao Sect was developed and expanded from the Mingjing Temple, which was established in the Wei Kingdom by an unknown Taoist a thousand years ago. After the Myriad Desires Sect entered the Wei Kingdom a hundred years ago, it was divided into two factions: the Worldly Path and the Secluded Path.

The Myriad Desires Sect was not strong at first, but it differentiated the sect in a short period of time through the Joyous Union Path. At that time, many highly respected figures in the Dao Sect took the path of Joyous Union and Essence Replenishment, randomly selecting disciples from the Myriad Desires Sect, indulging in pleasure and lingering in tenderness. Because they no longer adhered to the strict rules and precepts, they called themselves the Worldly Dao Sect.

Decades later, these highly cultivated Worldly Dao Sect people either disappeared strangely or died suddenly, for unknown reasons.

Naturally, there were Dao Sect elders who were unwilling to go along with them, leading ambitious disciples to fight against them. Helplessly, under the double attack of these Dao Sect traitors and the Myriad Desires Sect, coupled with the betrayal of the traitors, they were defeated miserably. The remaining Dao Sect cultivators either went into seclusion to cultivate or went to other countries. Those who remained in the Wei Kingdom were usually called the Secluded Dao Sect.

However, the Worldly Path and the Myriad Desires Sect were unwilling to allow the existence of the Secluded Sect, and often carried out encirclements and suppressions, cruelly killing them. This also opened up the feud between the Secluded Daoists and the Worldly Path and the Myriad Desires Sect.

A hundred years later, these Worldly Paths had been completely controlled by the Myriad Desires Sect, divided into ten monasteries scattered throughout the Wei Kingdom, becoming lackeys, collecting cauldrons for the Myriad Desires Sect, and cultivating cauldrons.

The disciples of the Secluded Dao Sect had become fewer and fewer under the continuous encirclement and suppression of these people. Only Xuan Yun Daoist’s lineage remained in Qingzhou.

After reading these key information, Wei Xing finally knew the distribution pattern of the cultivation sects in the Wei Kingdom, and felt a sense of enlightenment.

“As expected, lust is a knife above the head. If the Daoists at that time knew that their Dao lineage would be completely controlled by the Myriad Desires Sect a hundred years later, I wonder if they would regret not controlling their lust.” Wei Xing said mockingly.

“That’s not right. According to the records of the Secluded Dao Sect, the ten monasteries of the Worldly Path collect cauldrons for the Myriad Desires Sect. Isn’t such a large supply of Immortal Children enough? Then how many disciples should this Myriad Desires Sect have?”

“In the monastery, I haven’t heard of the Myriad Desires Sect recruiting female disciples in the mortal world. Where did these female disciples come from?”

“What is the relationship between these Peak Lords and the Abbot in the monastery and them? How can one become a Peak Lord or Abbot?”

“These Secluded Daoists are being hunted down and have become so few. Why are they still pursuing them relentlessly? Last time, even an Emissary of Scarlet Heaven was at the Mid-Stage Qi Refining. Then the Myriad Desires Sect should have existences with even stronger strength and realms.”

“And the Old Taoist Xuan Yun is only at the Mid-Stage Qi Refining, leading a group of disciples with Dao Breath at the Perfect Realm or so. To them, they are like ants, right? There is no need to nervously send such a large formation to kill them. What are these high-level people of the Myriad Desires Sect nervous about?”

Although these records solved many doubts in Wei Xing’s heart, they brought him even more mysteries.

Wei Xing said, but he couldn’t figure it out. He now has both the identity of the Worldly Path and the identity of the Secluded Path. According to the records, the two factions should have a deadly feud.

“Am I killing myself?” Wei Xing smiled. He now psychologically admits that he is a member of the Secluded Dao Sect, but the situation is stronger than people, and he disguises himself as the Worldly Path in reality.

“According to the records, only Xuan Yun’s lineage is left in Qingzhou, and Xuan Yun has already died a few days ago, and Ling Xiao is also dead. I don’t know how many of the remaining people that day escaped alive. If they are all dead, then Qingzhou will only have me left as the only seedling!” Wei Xing suddenly realized that he might be the last person in this Qingzhou Secluded Path, and a kind of sorrow grew from the bottom of his heart.

When he learned in the final secret words that the Secluded Dao Sect did not have a specific identity, no fixed monastery, and walked like mortals hidden in the mortal world, there were Secluded Dao activities in various provinces. In order to prevent being betrayed and causing a complete wipeout, they usually did not contact each other much. They only confirmed each other’s identity through the code phrase ━ “The Sun Rises Brightly, We Travel the Secluded Dao Together.”

“The Sun Rises Brightly, We Travel the Secluded Dao Together.”

“The Sun Rises Brightly, We Travel the Secluded Dao Together.”

……

Wei Xing kept repeating this sentence, stunned for a long, long time.

Finally, when he saw the cultivation method Flying Sword Technique, Wei Xing’s thoughts fell on the doubts about the Qi Cyclone.

“In this way, the Qingyuan Dao Breath given by the monastery has a big problem. After comparing it with the Flying Sword Technique, it shows that the Qingyuan Dao Breath should have been artificially modified.”

“Why modify it? Could it be the Abbot, or the Myriad Desires Sect?”

The only thing worth celebrating for Wei Xing was that his Qi Cyclone was consistent with the description in the Flying Sword Technique, which aroused Wei Xing’s curiosity even more.

What he cultivated was this Qingyuan Dao Breath that had been modified by the sect, and the way the Qi Cyclone was cultivated was actually consistent with the description in the Flying Sword Technique. His Qi Cyclone was indeed in the Dantian, not in the various acupoints of the body.

“Why is this?” Wei Xing said in confusion.

After thinking for a long time, he finally remembered one thing.

Wei Xing said gratefully, “It’s it!” After saying that, he took out his Daoist Sword.

Wei Xing recalled the scene when he cultivated and entered Dao Breath. That day, when he entered Dao Breath, the Daoist Sword in his hand seemed to breathe rhythmically, and then he entered the Dao Breath entry.

Finally, he discovered that his Qi Cyclone was different from what was described in the book, and he was puzzled for a long time, but asking also yielded no results.

Wei Xing directly threw the Qingyuan Dao Breath cultivation method in his hand into the sky, held the Daoist Sword in his hand and made a sword flower, cutting the cultivation method into pieces, and cursed loudly: “I curse you, you have harmed me a lot! Fake books harm people!”

After doing all this, Wei Xing carefully looked at the Daoist Sword in his hand, and felt more and more that the sword in his hand was not simple. He had only discovered a little secret of it, and there were still many waiting for him to explore and discover.

Looking at the sword in his hand, Wei Xing looked at it like a treasure and said while hugging it: “You don’t have a name yet. Since you were picked up from Qingyun Temple, I’ll call you Qingyun Sword.”

The sword body seemed to feel something, and faintly emitted a faint light, which quickly dimmed again.

The scorching sun was in the sky, and Wei Xing stood on the mountainside. The dazzling sunlight shone on him, and he kept chanting the sentence: “The Sun Rises Brightly, We Travel the Secluded Dao Together.”

Wei Xing took out his weapon, rubbed the Glock Pistol with his right hand, surrounded by the Qingyun Sword, and said in a low voice to the Qingyun Sword: “Tell me, is Dao really more important than life in this world?”

Wei Xing didn’t quite understand, and didn’t want to understand these things in the first place. He just wanted to find clues to go home through the Immortal Path. But after really seeing it with his own eyes, the shock that was engraved into his soul was something Wei Xing could not forget.

“What kind of people are these again? Perhaps if there is a chance, I should look forward to seeing their demeanor.”


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(🇨🇳)Research-Style Cultivation, Starting by Refusing to Be a Furnace

🇨🇳)Research-Style Cultivation, Starting by Refusing to Be a Furnace

科研式修仙,从拒绝炉鼎开始
Score 8.4
Status: Ongoing Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Chinese
Wei Xing, having graduated with a Master's degree, accidentally transmigrates to another world. Unknowingly, he has already been marked as a cultivation cauldron, surrounded by danger. On one hand, he uses a modern scientific research mindset to explore cultivation; on the other hand, he uses spiritual power combined with item refining methods, *** The stench of blood and the phantom echo of a butcher's knife were Wei Xing's last clear memories of Earth. Now, only agony remained. Not the dull ache of a hangover, but a searing, full-body violation. He gasped, eyes stinging against the harsh glare of an unfamiliar sun, the world swimming in a dizzying haze. Where were the familiar high-rises, the rumble of traffic? Only weeds reclaiming a dilapidated monastery met his gaze. Then came the flood – memory fragments, alien yet intimate, crashing into his consciousness. Sweat-slicked bodies, endless moans, a gaunt face twisted in simultaneous pleasure and pain, ruthless killers in red robes, and a desperate flight ending in... this. Nausea roiled within him. This broken, emaciated body wasn't his. Ribs protruded like ridges on a starved animal, bruises painted his skin alongside disturbingly intimate marks – hickeys? – mocking his non-existent love life. A tattered robe, stained crimson, barely concealed his nakedness. He was trapped. Not just in a strange place, but in a strange, violated body. Panic, cold and sharp, sliced through the pain. The scientific truths he clung to shattered against the impossible reality. He was an anomaly, a ghost inhabiting ruined flesh in a world that felt ancient and hostile. Hunted, wounded, and utterly alone, Wei Xing's journey began not with heroic resolve, but with a guttural cry of pain and the desperate, primal need to survive whatever nightmare he had stumbled into. The path forward was obscured by blood, conspiracy, and the chilling realization that his old life was irrevocably gone, replaced by a brutal existence where his very nature made him prey.

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