Hyper-Dimensional Player

Chapter 760

Daoist Lingsu respectfully departed.

He actually still had a bit of doubt in his heart, which was his master's claim that the Great Freedom Celestial Demon Lord is the source of all desires. However, he observed that Fu Jianhan, besides being a major wine-lover, had little pursuit for other worldly desires, instead held a longing for seeking immortality and the Dao.

Perhaps the Great Freedom Celestial Demon Lord's incarnation in this world simply wishes to be a carefree Wine Sword Immortal?

Daoist Lingsu always felt something was amiss, but couldn't quite pin it down.

All information about the Great Freedom Celestial Demon Lord was obscured by heavenly secrets, even those close to him couldn't use regular means to predict anything. If described as a gambling game, it was currently in the blind bet stage, and even some laws of this world were shrouded by ranks.

The Great Freedom Celestial Demon Lord couldn't use prophecy to learn anything related to Daoist Zhang, nor could Daoist Zhang use the Great Computation to predict information about the Great Freedom Celestial Demon Lord.

Their last clash resulted in mutual injury, leaving both sides to gather intelligence through worldly means.

Heavenly secrets were in chaos.

Daoist Zhang considered this his home ground, which provided him with a greater advantage.

Bao Xuan Grotto Heaven.

Fu Jianhan returned to this Grotto Heaven Blessed Land once more. Upon arrival, he immediately asked if Duncan had returned. After separating from Daoist Lingsu, Fu Jianhan grew increasingly suspicious, as the person's gaze subtly fell upon the Lu Zu Sword Fu Jianhan wore, always giving him the impression that the person's intentions were ill.

Not thinking too much of it, he assumed someone from Daoist circles wanted to seize the Lu Zu Sword, so he thought to inquire Duncan about the story behind this sword, to see if there were any hidden truths.

Nowadays, Fu Jianhan was like a sharp-edge sword, having traveled around the world for half a year, honing his mind with Pure Yang Sword Intent, much stronger than when he was at the Mang Mountain Flood Dragon Pool. Duncan was generous with resources, and the inner core of the flood dragon remained in Fu Jianhan's wine jug, otherwise he wouldn't have quickly achieved the Innate Realm's ultimate completion.

Good news was Duncan returned, bad news was he left again after staying for only a day.

Fu Jianhan looked a little disappointed, thinking if he had traveled faster, he might have met him.

"Wait a moment."

Miss Sun looked at the dusty Fu Jianhan, turned around, and opened a drawer, taking out several porcelain bottles and handing them over, saying: "Take these. The one on the right is the Yellow Essence Pill, great for replenishing vitality."

"The one on the left is the Hundred Herbs Pill, which can detoxify and rouse one from toxins and drunkenness."

"In a few days."

"The Great Rejuvenation Pill should be ready, take a portion then as well."

Returning this time, Fu Jianhan noticed many prominent figures from the medical family had gathered at Bao Xuan Grotto Heaven, all dressed as if inheriting traditions from Medicine King Valley or Hundred Flower Valley, with some carrying needle cases. Medicine King Valley, a lineage of Sun Simiao, had always served society, rarely involving themselves in martial conflicts. As for Hundred Flower Valley, initially named Hundred Herbs Valley, it drew inspiration from Shennong's hundred herbs tasting, they were active in Yunnan, Guizhou, and Sichuan areas, considered a reclusive sect.

Doctors may not necessarily know martial arts, but those who do, are mostly from orthodox medical family traditions.

The later martial arts styles, many mimicking animal movements, originated from Eastern Han Hua Tuo's Five Animals Frolic, using its as a foundation to stimulate the meridians and True Qi movement in the body through techniques and postures.

Fu Jianhan seemed to recall something, took out a gourd from behind and handed it over, saying: "This time, while out, I slew some demons."

"Miss Sun, see if there's anything of use."

"And some leftover funds."

"I've handed them over to Yun Zhike for processing."

Fu Jianhan raced under the stars, slaying sixteen infamous bandits in Qingzhou, and while traversing Shandong, encountered a troupe of Yan and Zhao Rangers. These skilled riders owned more than a hundred warhorses, assisting in exterminating a den of Han People bandits impersonating Qidan Rangers and causing trouble.

Angrily, Fu Jianhan went on a ruthless spree, and in recent years, not only did Central Plains residents suffer grass collection by Qidan, some bandits even disguised themselves as Qidan Rangers to raid places, with warlords and mighty figures joining in the pillage.

Fu Jianhan cut down over a hundred heads to relieve his anger, gifting the weapons and armor to those Yan and Zhao Rangers.

Miss Sun held the gourd for a glance, kept some, returned the rest to Fu Jianhan, softly said: "These are sufficient."

"By the way."

"The gentleman left you a piece of calligraphy, let me show you."

Curious, Fu Jianhan followed Miss Sun into the hall, shortly thereafter she produced a calligraphy piece. Upon opening, it read, "The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of every man. The greatest form of chivalry is serving the country and its people."

Fu Jianhan read it once, his expression slightly paused, lost in thought.

Miss Sun quietly said: "Before he departed, he mentioned there are too many beggars in the world."

"If you wish to accomplish something, why not lend a hand."

"Reduce the number of beggars in this world."

"Ensure the elderly have the means to end their days, the able are employed, the young are nurtured, and all alone, widowed, orphaned, or disabled are cared for."

Miss Sun's expression was slightly agitated, remembering Duncan left behind four more sentences, later known as the Horizontal Channel Four Sentences by Northern Song Zhang Zai, familiar to many as 'Establish a heart for Heaven and Earth, establish a destiny for life, inherit the teachings of past sages, open peace for all times.'

But at this moment it was evidently inappropriate to present them.

Miss Sun also remembered his scene as he wrote these four sentences, the world seemed to change, winds and clouds fluctuated, clear sky and daylight sounded with thunderous reverberation.

Duncan stood alone on the cliff amidst the cloud sea for a long time, finally gazing up at Heaven, seemingly making a major decision.