Chapter 1655: Chapter 1752: Source Opening Dharma
To the naked eye, Da Niuâs originally life-threatening wounds now showed signs of healing, and the bleeding had mostly stopped.
However, these phenomena were unnoticed by othersâonly Fang Lin could detect them keenly.
âSource Opening Dharma!â Fang Lin thought to himself. The aura emanating from Da Niuâs body was unquestionably the mark of this cultivation technique.
In his previous life, Fang Linâs father, Fang Qingye, was a true martial arts prodigy. No martial arts technique could possibly puzzle Fang Qingyeâhe was a master who combined the strengths of countless disciplines, fusing them seamlessly.
Take cultivation techniques, for instance. Fang Qingye had mastery of no fewer than a hundred types, among which was the Source Opening Dharma.
Among the vast array of martial arts known to Fang Qingye, the Source Opening Dharma was not considered particularly powerful. After all, it was a technique he practiced before reaching higher levels of cultivation. Once he reached a certain realm, he no longer needed to cultivate this technique.
When Fang Lin was young, Fang Qingye once attempted to have him practice several cultivation techniques, including the Source Opening Dharma. However, Fang Linâs martial arts talent was quite ordinary, and he couldnât achieve much progress from it.
Nonetheless, Fang Lin was familiar with the cultivation methods of the Source Opening Dharma.
Da Niuâs body clearly bore traces of the techniqueâs automatic operation, and the Source Opening Dharma had remarkable effects for healing injuries in martial artists.
Fang Lin focused on Da Niu. Despite the signs of recovery, his injuries were too severe. Relying solely on the residual energy of the Source Opening Dharma would not suffice to save Da Niuâs life.
After briefly considering, Fang Lin stepped forward to Da Niu, who was barely clinging to life with half a breath. Fang Lin took out a pill and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
âIf you donât want to die, swallow this,â Fang Lin said coldly.
Da Niu glared at Fang Lin but nonetheless managed to painfully swallow the pill.
Immediately after, Fang Lin placed one hand on Da Niuâs abdomen, channeling his own vitality to sustain Da Niuâs life.
The others gathered around, clueless about what Fang Lin was doing.
âIâm saving him. If you donât want him to die, donât interrupt me.â Fang Lin didnât look at the others, his tone utterly detached.
Upon hearing his words, the group exchanged skeptical glances. Someone so close to deathâcould they really save him?
While most people found this inconceivable, the siblings among them knew Fang Lin was extraordinary, albeit unsure of the extent of his abilities.
Still, since Fang Lin claimed he could save Da Niu, they trusted he would succeed.
Moments later, Da Niu, who had been on the brink of death, gradually started to regain consciousness, his eyes gaining a glimmer of vitality as his breathing stabilized.
What astonished everyone the most was the huge, gaping wound on Da Niuâs abdomen, revealing internal organs, slowly mending itself.
Fang Lin stood up and addressed the siblings, âHeâll survive.â
Upon hearing this, both siblings broke into joyous smiles, and the others were similarly thrilled.
âThank you!â The young girl knelt before Fang Lin, her eyes red with gratitude.
Fang Lin waved her off, indifferent.
He hadnât originally intended to save this man. But upon sensing traces of the Source Opening Dharma from Da Niuâs body, he decided to intervene. His reason was simple: he wanted to understand why this man had cultivated the technique.
It was worth noting that in Fang Linâs previous era, the Source Opening Dharma was an extremely obscure cultivation technique practiced by very few. To meet such a rugged mountain dweller practicing itâit was undeniably peculiar.
Da Niuâs wounds had healed completely, and with the support of his tribesmen, he could already stand up. However, one of his arms was permanently disabled, having been crippled by the Blue-striped Fierce Tigerâs chilling energy, rendering the limb utterly necrotic.
Da Niu, however, wasnât bothered. Avoiding death had already been a stroke of incredible fortune; he dared not ask for more. Losing an arm was simply the price to pay.
The surrounding tribesmen stared at Fang Lin with reverent eyes. Generations of their people had lived in these mountains, and they had never encountered someone with abilities like hisâsaving a man on deathâs door was something they couldnât fathom.
âYouâve been cultivating the Source Opening Dharma?â Fang Lin ignored their awe and questioned the sturdy man named Da Niu.
Da Niu froze for a moment before shaking his head, his face a picture of total bewilderment at Fang Linâs mention of the Source Opening Dharma.
âYouâre unaware?â Fang Lin frowned, his tone becoming slightly sharp.
Da Niu looked at Fang Lin with fearful respect and said, âI truly donât know.â
Fang Lin said nothing more but beckoned Da Niu forward. The man hesitated before approaching carefully. Though he was taller than Fang Lin, he didnât dare adopt a condescending posture.
After all, Da Niu had witnessed Fang Lin single-handedly drive off the Blue-striped Fierce Tiger. Moreover, the life he now clung to was saved by Fang Linâhis reverence was inevitable.
Fang Lin placed his hand on Da Niuâs shoulder. Da Niu initially flinched, but upon confirming nothing seemed out of the ordinary, he secretly exhaled in relief.
However, Fang Lin had already sensed traces of the Source Opening Dharma operating within Da Niuâs bodyâan undeniable truth. It was impossible to fake, no matter how skilled a martial artist might be at mimicking techniques. To Fang Linâs mind, these mountain-dwelling tribespeople couldnât accomplish such a feat.
Thus, Fang Lin was certain that Da Niu had indeed practiced the Source Opening Dharma.
âYouâve clearly cultivated the Source Opening Dharma. Why are you denying it?â Fang Lin demanded.
Da Niu, physically imposing, now wore a look of utter grievance, evidently clueless about the cultivation technique Fang Lin was referring to.
âDa Niu wouldnât lie. If he says he doesnât know, then he doesnât know!â The young girl protested indignantly.
Fang Lin glanced at her and, before she could react, scooped her up in his hand.
The group was startled, believing Fang Lin was about to harm the girl. Da Niu tried to retrieve her from Fang Linâs grasp.
Fang Lin stomped lightly, unleashing a formless aura that completely repelled Da Niu and the others. No matter how they struggled, they couldnât get any closer to him.
âLet me go!â The girl squirmed in Fang Linâs grip.
Fang Linâs eyes glimmered with surpriseâher body also contained faint traces of the Source Opening Dharma, though less significant than Da Niuâs. Yet, they were undeniably present.
After setting her down, Fang Lin repeated the same actions with the others, finding traces of the Source Opening Dharmaâs operation in varying degrees in every one of them.
âSo itâs true. Theyâve all cultivated the Source Opening Dharma, yet they themselves are unaware?â Fang Lin muttered thoughtfully, growing increasingly curious about these fur-clad mountain folk.
âTake me to your settlement,â Fang Lin instructed.
âNo way! Youâre an outsiderâwe canât take you there!â the girl refused outright.
Fang Lin grinned. âI saved his life, and you wonât even invite me over as a guest?â
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