“Train rigorous and diligently from now on to concentrate qi and blood energy to open the Eye, Ear, Nose, and Mouth Apertures. When all four apertures are open and connect to the Heart Aperture, the sign of fish jumping through the dragon gate will appear. Once the dragon gate is crossed, the body’s qi and blood energy will transform from incorporeal to corporeal, from virtual to real; that is the Second Stage True Master, when qi and blood energy become true qi.

　　That’s all for now, the rest can wait till you’ve attained the respective realms, besides, the Nine Provinces Group has plenty of people that can explain such things, so I won’t waste my breath. Come, first take a look at the scroll of Basic Buddhist Fist Technique, it has a total of eighteen moves. Read it all, and etch it firmly into your memory,” said Medicine Master.

　　Hearing that, Shuhang opened the image of ❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯’s first form again.

　　“View it in fullscreen mode,” Medicine Master reminded.

　　Shuhang nodded and clicked, enlarging the image to fullscreen.

　　The first move had three forms. On the left were three images of human figures in the fist forms, and on the right were Traditional Chinese characters lined vertically.

　　Unused to this type of character alignment, he became weary as he read.

　　Moreover, the words were in classical Chinese style, which was understandable when read separately, but when combined, the content would become intricate and obscure, neither common nor easy to understand.

　　And yet, his job was to forcefully memorize the profound content verbatim, without leaving a single word out.

　　The meaning of ancient classical Chinese could become entirely different if one word was missed. It would be tragic if he forgot to remember a word, resulting in his cultivation deviating and succumbing to an inner demon.

　　At this moment, the spirit-binding ice bead on Song Shuhang’s neck came into effect; a cool and refreshing scent came through, bringing his mind lucidity. Relying on this add-on, he crammed up the entire passage inside his mind.

　　Behind him, Medicine Master’s lips’ corners rose slightly and he seemingly nodded in satisfaction.

　　After Song Shuhang had memorized the contents of the first page, he was still worried. He verified the contents in his mind with the contents of the image of the first form.

　　Only, he could not understand why his eyes started to blur during the process.

　　Gradually, the world in front of him became pixelated, all in grains.

　　‘What’s happened, my vision’s blurred?’ Song Shuhang shook his head, wanting to clear his head a bit.

　　As he shook his head, the front of his eyes brightened.

　　Then… he saw a stretch of large spacious grassland.

　　What happened?

　　Song Shuhang got scared. Did his eyes go wonky, to go so far as to have illusions?

　　As he was thinking, a silhouette jumped out from the vast grassland.

　　It was a topless man with a blurred face. The muscles on his body were clearly defined and filled with explosiveness, a physique that many shut-ins craved.

　　Shuhang immediately increased his vigilance in case anything unexpected happens.

　　Except, that man did not pay attention to Song Shuhang, he just started to practice a set of fist techniques on the grassland as if no one was around.

　　The fist technique had three forms.

　　The man repeated it on a loop, shifting and turning with uniform pace on the grassland.

　　A mere one move with three forms executed by the blurry-faced man was endlessly changing. Every movement was as if he were unfolding the truth of the heaven and earth’s Great Way.

　　‘❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯, Number One.’ Song Shuhang recognized the fist technique.

　　Wait, why was he on the grassland? And, where did this blurry-faced man come from?

　　What was going on?

　　Calm down, first calm down!

　　Was this Senior Medicine Master’s spell? Used to direct him on the fist technique?

　　Or did the fist technique image of ❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯ have some mystical aspect?

　　Or was it because of a fated coincidence that stirred up something?

　　In any case, there was an opportunity in front of him.

　　The blurry-faced man was undoubtedly a fist technique grandmaster. Even if Song Shuhang did not have the slightest knowledge of fist techniques, he could still sense that the man’s fist technique was impressive.

　　Now, the man in front of him was practicing ❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯, Basic Fist Number One, repeatedly and openly.

　　It was an opportunity not to be missed—once missed, who knows when it would come again!

　　Song Shuhang opened his eyes widely, and firmly memorized the fist technique executed by the blurry-faced man.

　　The man turned and shifted; fists trailed in curves mixed with straights, attacks in defense, and defenses in attacks, or straightforward fists like cannon, powerful and heavy with the momentum that could break cauldrons and sink boats.

　　Over and over, repetition after repetition; all angles and all sorts of changes!

　　Time flew.

　　At last, Song Shuhang could not remember how many times the blurry-faced silhouette executed the fist technique.

　　Under the demonstration that was on the brink of being called a bombardment of fatigue, Shuhang acquired a deep impression of ‘Basic Fist Number One’s’ three forms. Now, all he had to do was wait to get out of this strange place and practice a few days to master the move’s first three forms.

　　As the thought arose, Song Shuhang felt his eyes blur again.

　　Then, the brightness in his eyes was restored.

　　Appearing in front of him was his familiar computer screen, and Senior Medicine Master laughing smugly.

　　He looked at the time on the right bottom corner of the computer screen… not even a minute had passed!

　　Song Shuhang turned his head and looked behind him, and saw Medicine Master’s smug smile.

　　Looks like all was under the senior’s control. So, Song Shuhang inquired, “Senior Medicine Master, what was that just now?”

　　“It’s a simple hypnosis spell that only someone like you who hasn’t stepped into cultivation yet would fall under… the lowest of illusion spells.” Medicine Master laughed.

　　“Was it cast by you, Senior?” Song Shuhang asked.

　　“No, I mainly refine pills, and have little expertise in hypnosis spells.” Medicine Master wagged his finger, and explained, “It’s what you’re watching, the ❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯’s inherent ability.”

　　“❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯’s inherent ability? But didn’t it read from the thumb drive, and open on my computer? It can still possess a hypnosis spell despite this?” Song Shuhang was shocked.

　　If cultivator’s hypnosis spells were so sick, then it would not be a dream to conquer the world!

　　“It’s not as impressive as you think, just a small gimmick ancient cultivators used. The picture of the ❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯ that you saw… the right top corner’s image of the human figure technique forms and the words on the right was meticulously planned. Each word, each stroke, and each brush were all meticulously calculated and lined up; it becomes the formation of a hypnosis spell. Then, it needs you to relax your mind, focusing only on forcefully memorizing the contents. Matching it with the images in your mind several times more will result in hypnosis. You will then see the illusions set beforehand by the creator of ❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯.” Medicine Master explained.

　　Despite calling them small gimmicks, the edge of his mouth showed quite a smug smile.

　　“Very impressive!” Song Shuhang exclaimed.

　　He was just completely immersed in watching a fist technique grandmaster’s execution of fist techniques.

　　If he acquired the hypnotism technique and wrote a novel with it, wouldn’t he be able to let all the readers fully immerse in the world of the novel? When it’s uploaded onto the website, wouldn’t he be defying the heavens?

　　Alright, that was actually his second thought. His first thought was to use this technique to change some 18+ novels, and that would let people immerse completely, right? It’s awesome just thinking about it. When that happens, movies like 3D Sex and Zen: Extreme Ecstasy would be pathetic, wouldn’t it?

　　This thought… he kept it to himself. If he were to mention it, Senior Medicine Master would definitely blow him away with a palm.

　　“The rest of the ❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯’s seventeen forms and the ❮True Self Meditation Scripture❯ are essentially the same. I’ll give you two hours to read it all. I’m in a good mood now, so once you finish, execute it once and I’ll point out mistakes if you make them.” Medicine Master burst into laughter.