Chapter Thirty-Nine: Cultivation Advancement

  Time passed slowly, and Liangzi blocked the way for the fat man and the thin monkey who wanted to come in. He saw Auntie's facial expression change from pain to serenity, as if she had fallen asleep. Fang Mengnan's face turned pale, with more sweat beads on his forehead, rolling down his cheeks one by one. He didn't dare make a sound to disturb them, anxiously watching them in his heart.

  Liang Zi only saw Fang Mo Nan withdraw his hand, and the two golden needles quickly pierced into Auntie's big toe. Then he saw a miraculous scene: black smoke kept emerging from the golden needles, flowing out in a large puddle.

  Fang Mo Nan then took the patient's pulse, and the effect was very obvious. The exhausted body couldn't care about the dirt on the wall behind it, and leaned against it. Fortunately, the wall was covered with newspaper.

  "How are you?" Nan Nan asked, looking at her.

  "It's okay, you take the needles off Old Lady's body." Fang Mo was exhausted and had no strength to remove the needles, so he could only instruct him.

  Liang Zi's face turned red as he finished taking the needle and put it back in the medicine box, then covered Pang Zi's mother with a quilt, "And then..."

  "Hand me the medicine box and let them come in."

  "I think he's awake," Fang Mo Nan said.

  "Pangzi, Shouhou, Xiaomei come in!" Liang Ziga shouted loudly.

  Fatso and Skinny Monkey rushed in, "What's up, what's up?" Fatso asked anxiously.

  "You see for yourself..." Liang Zixu hinted to him.

  At this time, Auntie had already woken up and looked at Fatso in a daze. Her hoarse voice said: "What's wrong with you, why are you crying? What happened to me..."

  "Is your mother okay? How are you feeling now?" Fatso asked, wiping away his tears.

  The fat girl's mother felt her body carefully for a moment and said: "I feel much better, it doesn't hurt that much anymore."

  "Li, take out the white ceramic bottle and brown ceramic bottle from the medicine box." Fang Mo Nan pointed to the medicine box in front of her. By this time, she had already secretly taken the needed medicine from the space and put it into the medicine box. "The white one is for external use, apply it to the festering wound on your leg after wiping with alcohol, once a day, and wrap it with medical gauze. The brown one is for internal use, take one pill in the morning and evening each. I'll come again tomorrow."

  "Liang Zi, send me back!" Fang Mo Nan felt his physical strength was exhausted, and he could hardly hold on. His vision began to blur and turn black in waves.

  "Some things can be said later, I'll send him back first." Liang Zi picked up Fang Mo and walked out, not forgetting to carry the medicine box.

  Liangzi rode on the bicycle and asked her who was sitting behind him with concern: "Are you okay? Your face is pale. Really nothing."

  "It's nothing, I'm just a bit tired." Fang Mo Nan struggled to control his body from falling down.

  It was easy to get home, and Grandma saw Fang Mo Nan being carried back by Liang Zi, looking haggard, and asked: "What's wrong, what happened?"

  "It's okay, Grandma hurry up and carry me back to the room." Fang Mo Nan squeezed out this sentence with great difficulty.

  "Okay...... okay......" Grandma didn't ask anything else, and directly carried her towards the house. Once inside, she didn't even have time to ask questions, "Grandma, I'll go into space first." The only thing left in the air was Fang Mo Nan's sentence.

  Grandma quickly turned around and just blocked Liangzi who wanted to follow her into the house, pulled the door shut, looked at him and asked: "Tell me what happened?"

  "Mother Mo, things are like this..." Liang Zi explained the whole story. "Is Nan Nan okay now?"

  "It turned out that he was treating someone's illness, and didn't take it easy at all. Nothing's wrong with him, just tired. He's resting now, don't disturb him." Grandma said.

  "Then I'll go first and come back tomorrow." Liangzi heard her say this, so he bid farewell and rode his bike back to Pangzi's house.

  Grandma entered the bedroom, not knowing when her granddaughter would come out, so she had to pull open the quilt on the bed, put in a pillow, and fortunately it was already dark, which could also confuse the line of sight and create a fake image.

  Liang Zi returned to Pang Zi's home and went in. The thin monkey asked, "Nan Nan, isn't it? I see her complexion is not as good as before."

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  "It's okay! She went home to rest." Liang Zi turned and asked again: "Is Auntie Ping okay?"

  "Look," said the thin monkey, at this time, Fatso and Xiaomei were applying medicine to Fatso's mother, Fatso also waved to Liangzi and asked if Fang Mernan was okay, then turned back to continue bandaging his mother.

  "Son, how are you?" The fat father received the news and rushed back from the factory early. The old man came in very excitedly, panting with exhaustion, on a cold day, he took off his hat, white smoke rising from his head, sweat all over his forehead, his trembling hands holding his partner's hand tightly. "Son, you can't have anything happen to you!"

  Chubby wiped his face and wiped away the tears in his eyes. "Dad, it's okay now. We've found someone who can treat mom's illness."

  "Yes! Fat Uncle, look at your leg earlier, it was black and purple, now it feels lighter." Liang Zi pointed to Fat Aunt's leg.

  "This isn't just my eyes playing tricks on me, is it...?" Fat Uncle stared at her legs, his hands not daring to touch them for fear of hurting her.

  "No, it's getting shallower." Liangzi said solemnly again.

  Fat aunt held the child's father's hand and said: "Really, I feel much better now, it doesn't hurt that much."

  Others also said that their legs have become significantly lighter.

  "We can't help, let's get out first." Thin Monkey pulled Liangzi out of the bedroom, and Fatso followed, asking: "Nannan, how did you cure the illness? I saw a big puddle of black blood on the ground."

  "This, I also can't explain well, gave acupuncture, the needle came out." Liang Zi himself didn't understand what was going on, only said what he saw. "The whole body is full of needles, specifically, I'm not a doctor, as long as it can cure the disease, that's all that matters, who cares about anything else!"

  "This little southern knows a lot." said the thin monkey. "I see Fat Aunt apply the medicine, now it doesn't hurt at all."

  "Yes! My mother's complexion has clearly improved." The fatty said. "I won't entertain you guys anymore, I'm going in."

  "Come on, let's go in! We're leaving, we'll come back tomorrow to see Auntie Hua," said Liangzi. "The New Year is approaching and we need to focus on external sales, the two of us are enough for the store, you just stay home and take care of Auntie Hua."

  "That's troublesome." The fatty didn't say any extra words of gratitude.

  Liang Zi and Shou Hou walked out, continuing the conversation from earlier. "Shou Hou! That's because you've never applied real pain-relieving medicine before." Liang Zi said with a lingering fear.

  "What does it mean?" asked the thin monkey curiously.

  "Just wait till you get into a fight with someone and you'll know." Liang Ziyu said with an evil grin, "The taste is indescribably wonderful." His face was filled with relish.

  The fat boy continued to help Fat Aunt apply medicine in the house. "Fat boy, we must thank her sincerely," said Fat Uncle.

  "Definitely, definitely."

  Fat uncle frowned, how much money will be spent this time! The fat boy's money brought back last year was all given to the county hospital. It wasn't easy for the family to relax a little, and now they have to tighten their belts again.

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  "Dad, don't worry about the money," said Fatso to Uncle Fat. "I know the doctor, and look..." He handed over this year's dividend to Uncle Fat.

  "Wow! So many!" Fat Uncle exclaimed in surprise, "This can't be a mistake, right?!"

  "Dad, what are you thinking?" Fatso laughed and said: "Seriously, you also know that Liangzi, Shouhou and I, the three of us run a shop together. This is our year-end dividend."

  "A store can earn this much," said Fat Uncle.

  "That's right!" Fatso said.

  Fat uncle looked at so much money, still not at ease in his heart, "You know what! Your mother's illness spent so much money and couldn't be cured. Now it can be cured, how much money will it take to spend?" Fat uncle gritted his teeth and insisted, "It can be cured, no matter how much money it takes."

  "Never mind, it's pointless talking to you." The fatty shut his mouth and stopped arguing.

  Two flowers bloomed, each representing a branch. Fang Mo Nan could be said to have fallen into space, landing on the ground with a thud. Before she even had time to enter the room, she directly sat down cross-legged on the earth, keeping her mind clear and calm, continuously exhaling and inhaling, unblocking her meridians. A faint purple color surrounded her, entering her body, wandering through her meridians.

  Gradually, Fang Mo Nan recovered her physical strength, and due to the loss of a lot of spiritual energy, she continued to cultivate.

  She realized that the spiritual energy she had used up in her dantian was now gathering from all parts of her body, and the pale purple color surrounding her was deepening, wrapping around her like a cocoon.

  The spiritual energy in the dantian was constantly rotating, forming a small ball the size of a walnut, getting bigger and bigger. She closed her eyes and continued to meditate, ignoring everything, continuously absorbing the external spiritual energy. Suddenly, she felt a loud bang, and the small ball in the dantian burst open like fireworks, dispersing the spiritual energy instantly.

  Five fairies sensed a disturbance and rushed out one after another to see what was happening.

  They saw Fang Morn slowly rising up in the fields, sitting in mid-air, a massive purple tornado above her head, rushing straight into the clouds.

  "That's spiritual energy, my heavens! It's so enormous." The wooden spirit clicked its tongue and said.

  "It seems she's about to be promoted." Shui Jing saw this scene and rubbed her chin, with a face full of envy.

  Right after that, a massive spiritual energy like a tornado was seen, crazily surging into her body from her spiritual platform.

  When everything calmed down, Fang Mo Nan slowly opened his eyes.

  "Wow! How rare! How can you bear to come out? Aren't you cultivating?" Fang Mo Nan saw the five Tao.

  "It's not just fear, some people cultivate and go crazy, destroying the space." Jin Jing rolled her eyes, "Stupid to the point of death, using spiritual energy to heal illnesses shouldn't be used until it's almost depleted, nor should one be afraid of losing their life."

  "What a dogshit luck, and yet they still managed to advance. Hmph!" Jin Jing said with envy.

  "Haha... I didn't know you all cared about me so much"

  "A sharp tongue but a soft heart." Fang Mo Nan said with a smile.

  "Who cares about you." Jin Jing refused to acknowledge him and turned her face away.

  "Alright, since nothing's wrong, let's head back." The earth spirit said with a thick tone, "Young master, be more careful when using your spiritual energy in the future, not every time will be this lucky."

  "Uh-huh! Got it." Fang Mo Nan nodded.

  "I reckon your spiritual energy is sufficient for you to use now." Shui Jing said with a smile, "But also be careful."

  "Then we'll leave, you continue to cultivate and consolidate." said Mu Jing. As soon as he finished speaking, the five of them suddenly disappeared.

  The five spirits are intact. In name, she is their young mistress, but to this day they have not truly accepted her in their hearts. Time will tell, and it can only be done slowly.

  Fang Mo quietly moved to the study, sat on the soft couch and continued to meditate. The air in her dantian was originally faint and intangible, but now it had become a gentle stream, turning into a liquid state. The small ball in her dantian, about the size of a walnut, would continue to run automatically even if she didn't meditate.

  Fang Mo Nan closed his eyes and reviewed the information in his mind. It turned out that the small ball was like a pump, constantly operating to provide an endless supply of spiritual energy. The larger the ball, the greater and more abundant the spiritual energy would be.

  Just as Fang Mo Nan was excited about his upgrade, Grandma worried and urged him to hurry up, or else it would be hard for her to explain to the whole family when dawn broke.

  It turned out that since Fang Menger Nan entered the space in the evening, he didn't come out until night, and his father, mother, auntie, and Lin Lao Ye asked "What's wrong with Nan Nan, not even eating dinner?"

  Grandma mumbled, "Playing wildly with Liangzi in the store, too tired to sleep."

  Dad and mom went in to take a look. "Is Nannan sick?" Grandma followed them in, "The child is sleeping, don't turn on the light."

  "No illness," Grandma said, "skipping a meal is fine, it clears the intestines."

  Dad and mom walked along the moonlight, saw the bulge on the bed, they talked without waking her up. "Sleeping so soundly." Then they went out.

  Grandma's heart sank to the ground, and even when Little Auntie was sleeping, she didn't let her turn on the lamp, under the pretext of saving electricity. Luckily, they were fooled. Mo Bei originally slept with Grandma, but fearing that she would talk too much and reveal secrets, so tonight she was handed over to Dad and Mom.

  At midnight, Grandma couldn't sleep well and was worried that if Nannan didn't come out by dawn, she would be exposed. She softly called out "Nannan, can you hear me? Nannan, hurry up and come out."

  With a 'whoosh', Fang Mo Nan heard her cry and came out, and also gave Xiao Yi a 'curse'.

  "Thank goodness you're out, if not your grandma would have been interrogated by the whole family." Grandma patted her chest and said with a sigh of relief. "Are you okay? Your face was so pale yesterday, fortunately others were not at home. Otherwise, it would be hard to explain. You child, don't even know how to save people properly, should do things within one's power. Next time can't be so reckless again, or grandma's old life will be scared away by you."

  "Hmm...hmm...I get it, there won't be a next time"

  "It's okay," Fang Mo Nan hastily said, "I'm completely fine, just a bit tired."

  Fang Mo Nan now had an abundance of energy, looking at her watch to find it was exactly 5 am. Having rested enough in the space and unable to sleep, she went out for a run. She ran into Old Man Lin, who saw that she was fine and let out a sigh of relief, having truly been worried that something was wrong with her again.

  Fang Mo Nan smiled and thanked them for their concern, then went out to exercise together.

  She is now running with a light step, her footsteps are light and airy, her body is as light as a swallow; her vision is even clearer than before, seeing black as white in the dark of night; although her hearing can't be compared to having ears that can hear the wind, it's also noticeably stronger. In short, everything is different, feeling like being reborn.

  The next day, Pangzi personally came to pick up Fang Mernan. When they arrived at Pangzi's house, Fang Mernan carefully examined Auntie Pang again and asked if she had any discomfort, insisting that she speak out.

  Fat Aunt said gratefully: "Doctor." Fang Mo Nan said: "You can just call me Nan Nan."

  "Nannan, I feel much better now. At least I can sleep at night." Fat Aunt said excitedly, her words a bit jumbled.

  "How is it?" asked the fatty anxiously, while Fat Uncle and Xiaomei standing behind him also looked at her anxiously.

  "Very well! In this case, we still need to perform acupuncture three more times." Fang Mo Nan said.

  "It can really cure." Fat Uncle stared with wide eyes, somewhat disbelieving.

  "Dad, what's going on! Can't you see the change in Mom?" The fatty tugged at Fat Uncle's clothes and gave him a meaningful look.

  Fat Aunt quickly picked up the conversation: "Nan Nan, don't mind him, he didn't mean it. He's just not good with words. I totally trust your medical skills."

  Fat uncle's face turned red with embarrassment, and he quickly explained: "I'm not doubting your medical skills, I just don't dare to believe it."

  Fang Mo Nan shook his head, "It's okay." "Fatso, stay behind, everyone else can leave first! I'll give Fat Aunt acupuncture now."

  "Uh... okay!" Fat Uncle said, and Xiaomei quickly put the alcohol and medical gauze on the bed before following him out. They closed the door and stood guard outside.

  Fang Mornan opened the medicine box, sterilized the silver needle, and Fatzi took off Auntie's clothes. Fang Mornan injected the needle at an extremely fast speed, then, just like yesterday, he used his spiritual energy to unblock the clogged blood vessels in Auntie's legs.

  "Fatso, take out two golden needles from the medicine box." Fang Mo Nan instructed, Fatso followed her example and disinfected the golden needles before handing them over to her. Then, he saw the golden needles quickly inserted into the big toes of Auntie's feet, and soon, with a speed visible to the naked eye, black blood flowed out along the needles, filling the room with a pungent smell. Fatso this time truly witnessed the entire treatment process, and as the black blood came out, Auntie's leg color became even lighter than yesterday. It was really an eye-opener for him! He would never forget it in his lifetime.

  When Fatzi turned around and looked at Auntie Fat again, Auntie Fat was already sleeping comfortably, snoring.

  Fat boy looked at Fang Mo Nan with embarrassment, saying "Really..." It was too rude, wanting to go wake up Fat Aunt, but was stopped by Fang Mo Nan.

  "Wipe legs with alcohol like yesterday, then apply medicine"

  "Mr Fang added: 'Continue taking your oral medication.'"

  "Uh-huh, I know," said the fatty. "This is for the medical expenses."

  "Alright, stop nagging. The medicine is just ordinary stuff, it's just a waste of effort." She thought for a moment and then said: "Just give me 200 yuan for the diagnosis fee."

  "Ah! Good." Fatso said loudly, he's not stupid, from the dividend to the continuous investment of money, but it didn't cure Fat Auntie's leg. This debt is settled, what she said about the diagnostic fee was just comforting herself, making herself feel better.

  Then he rode the bicycle borrowed from Liangzi to send Fang Moxin back home. "Oh! By the way, fatty, remember to tell your family not to shout outside, I cured your mother's illness. As for why, you understand." Fang Moxin said to Fatty on the stone steps.

  "Uh-huh! Understood, I'll definitely go back and tell my dad, mom, and little sister to keep the secret." The fatty said seriously.

  "Uh-huh! Come pick me up at this time tomorrow." Fang Mo Nan said, turned around and went in. The fatty also rode his bike back home, issuing a gag order. The whole family unanimously guaranteed that they wouldn't say anything about it even if it killed them. Anyway, they were outsiders, didn't have any relatives locally, so the neighbors just thought they had been cured at the hospital, for which they actually went to live in the provincial city for a few days.

  It was actually the fat kid who dragged them onto the train, anyway they had money, and the two old people had never left their county in their lives. The illness also got better, taking advantage of the Spring Festival to go, the shops were not open yet, under the pretext of treating the illness they went to the provincial city, just as a filial act for the son to show respect to his parents.

  When Fatso said the treatment fee was only 200 yuan, Fat Uncle got excited and grabbed his hand. "A Hai! This is really...". He looked around the house but couldn't find anything suitable to give as a gift. "Shouldn't we send something else?"

  Chubby thought for a moment, "I'll take some cloth tickets, buy some fabric, and ask Xiaomei to make a pair of cotton shoes and canvas shoes."

  "Ah! Brother, is this okay?" Xiaomei asked. "Won't it be too shabby?"

  "Hehe... okay, you haven't seen that Nannan's clothes are all made by her family members." The fatty has a deep understanding of this. She likes to wear 'rustic' things in front of the fatty. When they went south to purchase goods, they once wanted to bring some clothes back for Fang Mernan, but she politely declined.

  Currently, during the day, she is taken by Fatzi to treat Fatzi's mother's illness, continuing to unblock the blocked meridians and remove blood stasis.

  Fat boy now admires her with all his heart, and the doctor thinks that the only way to save her life is to amputate. But after she saw it, although it was painful, it wasn't so painful that she almost died, the black and purple color on her legs gradually returned to normal skin tone, and the ulcers on her toes and legs also started to heal, growing new flesh.

  Fang Mo's treatment of Nanjing's illness has been very effective, and he no longer suffers from difficulties. His promotion brought a steady stream of spiritual energy, and he will no longer be physically exhausted or spiritually drained. For three consecutive days, she gave Auntie Hua intravenous drips to help her cultivate and advance in level, without worrying about physical exhaustion. Her only goal was to expel the stagnant blood from Auntie Hua's body so that she could use spiritual energy to repair her damaged veins, eliminating the need for repeated treatments. Fortunately, just in time for the New Year, Auntie Hua's illness has been completely cured, and her body is now even better than before.

  Dad went out to buy New Year's goods again, and he has been living a particularly comfortable life for the past two years. His mother-in-law earns more than them by herself, previously they supported her, but now it's the other way around.

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  Xiao Yi took Mo Bei and her future husband Qi Qiu Shi out, and although Mom had nothing to do at work, she couldn't be late or leave early, leaving only the three of them at home.

  Near the Spring Festival, Fang Mo Nan used his spiritual energy to complete the vascular repair for Auntie Hua. Xiao Mei handed over a pair of shoes she had made herself to Fang Mo Nan, looking at him with a blush, "It's not done very well."

  "No, it's fine." Fang Mo Nan sat on Aunt Pang's bed, tapping his feet. "Just the right size, Xiaomei's hands are really skilled." The bright red cotton shoes had little cats and balls embroidered on them. "Did Xiaomei embroider these herself?"

  "It's okay, just embroider for fun, as long as you don't mind." Xiaomei said with a smile, seeing that she really liked it, and finally put her heart at ease.

  "Embroidery is really good." Fang Mo Nan said: "Thank you." In the past, girls could do everything, learn tailoring, make clothes, and embroider flowers. Later generations, some can't even sew buttons. It's also because of the extreme richness of material goods, no need to use their hands, as long as they have money, they can buy it.

  On the twenty-ninth of the twelfth lunar month, just like last year, they finished dinner and sat together noisily. Of course, Grandma Liang and her family came too.

  But this time, the adults sang songs that were obviously not model operas or red songs. Xiaoyi and her mother sang soft and sweet songs by Teresa Teng, which they had learned from cassette tapes sent by Cheng Shigui and others, or from tapes brought by Liang Zijun. "Small Town Story", "I Only Care About You", "The Long Road of Life" and so on. Fang Mobei provided the accompaniment. Nowadays, as long as Mobei has heard a song once, she can play it back in its original form on her violin. Her sense of music and her ears are incredible.

  Liang Zi often travels south and north, hearing more songs, and even quickly learns Cantonese. Singing a few Cantonese songs is no problem, fortunately, there's Mo Bei to accompany him, otherwise he'd be off-key again. "Qian Qian Que Ge" and "Wan Li Chang Cheng Yong Bu Dao", he actually sang them before the TV station did.

  Fang Shiyu remembers that this year, the TV series broadcast in mainland China became one of the first batch of Hong Kong dramas to enter the mainland. The theme song "The Great Wall Will Never Fall" and Huo Da's "Maze Fist" suddenly became popular all over the country, even in remote areas of the mainland, Huo Yuanjia and Chen Zhen's names quickly became idols of a generation with the majestic and intense melody. It can also be seen that young people are humming awkward Cantonese, gesturing with their hands and feet to imitate Master Huo's moves.

  Dad's loud voice is still singing red songs, the sun is red and Chairman Mao is dear, singing a mountain song for the party to listen.

  It's Fang Mengnan's turn now, she is very happy this year, "Big harvest!" After drinking some fruit wine, she got a bit tipsy, her eyes were blurry, and her cheeks were as red as if they had been smeared with rouge. She picked up the erhu and started singing positive and uplifting red songs like "Red Plum Blossom" and "Beautiful Grassland My Home", just remembering not to go off-key, but she especially liked "I Love You", which she remembered was on a cassette tape brought by Liang Zi.

  With high spirits, Fang Mernan, stimulated by alcohol, also became dizzy and uninhibited. My Chinese heart, silence is golden, what to seek in life, where can't we meet, like flowing water, dream chaser, flower in the water, hand in the water, one song "A man should be strong" ended, during which some songs were only sung for a few sentences, some lyrics were not remembered, only the erhu sound was left, and finally she got drunk and crawled down.

  Fang Mo Nan was drunk, but the song she sang left Xiao Yi, Liang Zi and Mo Bei wanting more! It sounded even better than the authentic cassette tape brought back by Liang Zi. The adults at home were thinking, when did their Nannan learn to speak bird language?

  In short, the bustling 29th of the twelfth lunar month passed just like that. Fortunately, on New Year's Eve the next day, they were going back to the city, so Fang Mo Nan dodged the questioning from his three aunts, but he only dodged it for the first day of the new year, and couldn't dodge it for the second day.

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