Shennong's Classic of Materia Medica

The Azure Emperor's Longevity Formula

These are several scriptures that Feng Bingwen found in the Daoist Canon. Most of them are incomplete, but the ones he found have a complete foundation-building section on condensing vital energy and opening meridians, which is very good as a reference for cultivation.

Feng Bingwen wasn't actually practicing cultivation; his physique, influenced by the Dragon Pearl, was more suited to a technique that primarily used water and secondarily used wind and thunder.

If he wanted to forcefully cultivate a wood-attribute technique, it wouldn't be impossible. After all, according to the theory of mutual generation and restraint of the five elements, water generates wood, so it can be cultivated, but the achievements obtained will certainly not be stronger than those of the water attribute.

However, it's not certain. After all, his physical tendency is mainly due to the influence of the Dragon Ball. If he obtains some extraordinary spiritual object in the future, it will change his physical tendency.

Therefore, it's impossible to say which cultivation method is suitable until one reaches the stage of opening the immortal meridians.

The purpose of the 100,000 volumes of Taoist scriptures that his master gave him was the same: to read and study more, and then to try more things and choose his own path in the future.

Feng Bingwen studied these obviously extraordinary cultivation techniques mainly because his current living environment was so perfectly suited to them. Through a spiritual connection, Feng Bingwen had the idea to investigate them.

Shennong's Classic of Materia Medica

Although these techniques have simple names, their origins are extraordinary. They are widely circulated in the cultivation world, and most practitioners are alchemists and healers.

Feng Bingwen's study of the Hundred Herbs Classic was not just a whim; he also had a subjective idea—it would be unreasonable to let so many plants and spirits grow wildly in the courtyard, and they should be taken care of.

Thus, Feng Bingwen, who had the idea of ​​growing flowers and plants, began to study the scriptures related to plants and trees, and began to cultivate qi in the courtyard that had been turned into a herb garden.

Although he still hasn't opened his meridians for cultivation, in a short time, his body has gained a vibrant essence of herbs, which nourishes his five internal organs, strengthens his blood and qi, and enhances his body's recovery ability.

"My way of cultivating should be considered extraordinary in the cultivation world."

In the courtyard, taking advantage of a moment of leisure after reading for a long time, Feng Bingwen strolled around to relax his mind. He reached out and touched a peony bud, letting the pure essence of the herbs flow into it.

On this peony bud, a delicate peony spirit with exquisite features and stunning beauty lay on the bud, sucking on the boy's outstretched finger and swallowing all the essence it passed on.

Perhaps because the child had stuffed too much into her mouth, two blushes appeared on the peony fairy's face, making her look delicate and alluring. The originally pure fairy now had a touch of charm, making her even more tempting.

"Oh dear, I want some too! Young master, you're so biased! You always feed Little White Peony first. Can't you spare us a break once in a while?"

The child had just teased the peony fairy with his finger when several faint, mosquito-like, yet envious voices suddenly came from the surrounding flowers, plants, and trees.

"No rush, no rush, you all have them."

Hearing the complaints beside him, Feng Bingwen chuckled and pulled his finger out of the little peony's mouth. The little sprite instinctively reached out, trying to hold onto the finger and prevent it from escaping, even though her belly was already bulging and she was too full to eat anymore.

"You little rascal, don't be too greedy. Your brothers and sisters are still waiting for me to feed them."

Feng Bingwen watched as the little sprite, though full and satisfied, still looked unsatisfied. He gently flicked her forehead, causing her to stumble and fall into the flower bud, rolling around. This also drew several resentful voices.

"Little White Peony, the master fed you first, and you're still not satisfied."

"That's right, that's right, do you still want to have the young master all to yourself?"

"Little White Peony is so mean!"

“I remember her as a good person.”

"It's mainly because the young master smells too good. If the young master fed me every day, I would probably look like this too."

As Feng Bingwen walked among the flowers and plants, several fairies of different shapes and sizes, but all exceptionally handsome, suddenly appeared among the grass and trees. They chattered and looked at the child with expectant eyes.

For all things in this world, the ability to speak human language is a crucial standard for measuring strength and realm. If the beasts in the mountains can refine their transverse bones and speak human language, then they can be called demons.

The same applies to plants and trees. Newborn spirits are ignorant and have only the most primitive instincts. Only after going through a long period of time can they accumulate enough spirituality and, through active learning, begin to speak.

But this is just the most ordinary encounter of the spirit of plants and trees; one can only gain an opportunity for advancement by enduring hardship and time.

However, if a cultivator with great supernatural powers were to enlighten it, even an ordinary roadside weed could instantly undergo a transformation and ascend to the heavens in one step.

Unfortunately, Feng Bingwen was not a cultivator with such great supernatural powers. He was not at the level where he could easily transform stubborn rocks and weeds.

However, the herbal classic he is currently studying can not only benefit himself, but also help the herbal spirits rooted in his yard to accelerate the accumulation of spirituality, gain the ability to learn actively, and get rid of their ignorant state.

And it was precisely because of this that Feng Bingwen's courtyard became increasingly lively, as more and more plant spirits were able to speak, and after gaining enough wisdom, they also developed emotions and desires similar to those of humans.

They, too, experience envy, jealousy, and even hatred, just like humans. However, under Feng Bingwen's protection, the atmosphere in his Hundred Herbs Garden remains very peaceful, and no violent incidents occur. Even when these elves quarrel, it remains merely verbal.

“You guys have been making the most noise. Let me touch you all to see if you’ve been practicing your spiritual discipline properly these days.”

In just a quarter of an hour, Feng Bingwen fed those spirits that had not yet developed intelligence and learned to speak.

Then he turned his attention to the few little guys who had started talking and even studying Confucian classics. These guys were just like ordinary human children. Once they gained intelligence, they became lively and active, which was a headache for people.

"Oh, young master, it itches! No!"

"Oh, then I won't touch it."

"No, I was just saying. My lord, please hurry up and feed me your essence. I want to grow up quickly and transform into a fairy of a hundred flowers to serve you in bed."

"Pah, you little vixen, where did you learn that from? So shameless, you're really shameless."

On a vigorous vine, a small boy in green robes spat at the little flower fairy in yellow robes who was posing and preening in front of the young master.