Target: The Sky? Too Naive-It's the Universe!

Can prolonged sitting during meditation cause hemorrhoids? While prolonged sitting is indeed a major contributing factor to hemorrhoids...

Song Shuhang is a novice cultivator, having only been cultivating for a little over a month. His ability to open his Heart Aperture and Eye Aperture in one go was a combination of luck and opportunity.

Therefore, he could not possibly comprehend what it would be like for a low-level cultivator to sit in meditation and cultivate for several years every day.

Not to mention the meditation on "Fire Rock" and "Ice Stone" that the little monk mentioned. Presumably, the "Fire Rock" and "Ice Stone" the little monk spoke of were treasures used by cultivation sects to improve the efficiency of their disciples' meditation and cultivation. Like the "Cold Jade Bed" of the Ancient Tomb Sect in novels?

In short, Song Shuhang felt he had learned something new today.

But surely cultivators would have ways to deal with hemorrhoids? Otherwise, does every low-level cultivator have hemorrhoids?

And...

Song Shuhang asked, "Guoguo, aren't you going to take the Body Tempering Liquid?"

He remembered that when he first took the Body Tempering Liquid, all the hidden injuries, large and small, in his body were eliminated. After that, although the effect of the medicine decreased with each dose, it still had a certain Body Tempering effect.

Hemorrhoids are nothing serious; a single application of the Body Tempering Liquid should cure them, right?

It should... maybe... okay, right? Unless, this little guy consumed too much body- Body Tempering Liquid before, rendering it Body Tempering for him?

"I thought of the Body Tempering Liquid, but it didn't work." The Guoguo sighed heavily, his small face filled with heavy sorrow.

Then he lowered his voice and said, "When I first took the Body Tempering Liquid, my hemorrhoids hadn't appeared yet. But the Body Tempering Liquid was really effective; all the hidden injuries in my body were expelled."

Then, after two years of training on Fire Rock and Ice Stone, when hemorrhoids appeared, I immediately thought of the Body Tempering Liquid. I immediately took it. But for some reason, the Body Tempering Liquid had no effect on the hemorrhoids."

Actually, it wouldn't matter whether the little monk lowered his voice or not. What level of cultivation did Venerable White possess? If Song Shuhang could hear him, he could hear him Chu Chu even from a thousand meters away. As for Pekingese Doudou, he was Pekingese, with excellent hearing.

Of course, Song Shuhang wouldn't ruthlessly expose this fact.

Upon hearing this, he quietly turned his head to glance at Venerable White.

Venerable White's lips moved slightly as Secret Voice Transmission: "The little monk has consumed too much ordinary-quality Body Tempering Liquid... Ordinary Body Tempering Liquid will have little effect on his body. Only high-quality Body Tempering Liquid will be effective."

Just as I thought, Song Shuhang sighed inwardly.

While independent cultivators were going bankrupt and shedding tears trying to concoct a pot of 'Body Tempering Liquid,' the elite disciples of the sects were drinking Body Tempering Liquid until they vomited. This is the advantage accumulated by the sects.

The young monk, oblivious to Song Shuhang's unusual behavior, continued in a low voice, "Furthermore, recently, Master wanted me to go to the Thousand-Layer Prison Grotto Abode, a cave with both ice and fire, to cultivate in seclusion and accelerate my cultivation. I feel that if I go to the Thousand-Layer Prison Grotto Abode, my hemorrhoids will get worse, so I thought I'd come out and have a minor surgery to prevent future problems!"

"I've even found a hospital! Minimally invasive treatment, painless, and no recurrence!" the little monk said, his face full of anticipation.

Song Shuhang sighed. There might be painless treatment, but the claim of no recurrence was just an advertisement. These days, those amazing advertisements are just used to deceive innocent customers like the little monk.

After sighing, Shuhang asked, "Little guy, why don't you talk to your master about this? Master Profound Principle must have a way to cure this little ailment, right?"

"My master is practicing Mouth-Sealing Zen. The affairs of the temple are currently managed by Uncle-Master Tongmiao of the Discipline Institute. If I were to ask Uncle-Master Tongmiao, he would definitely say: 'This little ailment can be overcome with willpower. This... is also part of cultivation!'" The little monk mimicked Uncle-Master Tongmiao's tone, "Because Uncle-Master Tongmiao follows the ascetic path of cultivation."

Ascetic: Our suffering is our joy. The more we suffer, the more we can appreciate the sweetness within the bitterness. So, let the hemorrhoids come on even more fiercely!

Song Shuhang's lips twitched. "Why don't you ask your senior brother Three Days? They've been through this before, they must have a solution, right?"

"No, it's too shameful! I absolutely can't let my senior brother know about this!" Little Guoguo said firmly. "That's why I think it's better to have surgery. After the surgery, I won't have to worry about recurrence. Then I won't be afraid of a mere Thousand-Layer Prison Grotto Abode!"

Song Shuhang gently pinched the chubby boy's cheek. "Okay, good luck. And, if it's just about treating hemorrhoids, our Jiangnan University Town Affiliated Hospital is pretty good. They also have minimally invasive surgery there. Shall I take you there for treatment?"

The little monk thought for a moment and replied, "Alright, I'll give it a try!"

Song Shuhang shrugged. "Come on over, I'll assign you a room. Also, you absolutely cannot wander around while you're staying here, understand? Otherwise, I won't be able to explain it to Senior Brother Three Days."

"I know, I definitely won't cause you any more trouble!" the Guoguo said obediently.

Song Shuhang nodded—hopefully, this little guy really will be more well-behaved?

He was a good person after all, and couldn't refuse a request to 'take care of the little monk,' which was something he could easily do.

After arranging the room for the little Guoguo, the little monk stayed in the small room and closed his eyes to rest—he needed to recover from the fatigue he had accumulated after flying at high speed on the flying sword for more than four hours.

Song Shuhang returned downstairs, Venerable White was inserting the USB drive containing the "Unmoving Vajra Body" into the computer and running it.

Because it is a cultivation method that is passed down from the Basic Vajra Fist Method, the practice method of the Unmoving Vajra Body is the same as before, consisting of a few pictures and the incantation.

However, it is a supplementary exercise, consisting of only two illustrations and a row of incantations.

The method of use is the same as the one the Medicine Master taught him in the <Basic Vajra Fist Method>. Stare at it for a while and memorize the contents. Then look at it again in a relaxed state. You will then enter an illusion space and receive the cultivation inheritance of <Unmoving Vajra Body>.

After Song Shuhang mastered the cultivation method of the Unmoving Vajra Body, Venerable White instructed Song Shuhang in the minor method of the 'Charging Technique'.

It also involves drawing Thunder Talisman on the palm using the power of Blood Qi, but it's much simpler than the 'Palm Thunder' Thunder Talisman. Then, simply cast it on the phone or laptop that needs charging.

Once fully charged, any excess energy will dissipate automatically.

Song Shuhang quickly mastered this minor 'Charging Technique' spell.

However... he always felt that the methods taught by Venerable White were somewhat different from the content left in the group space by Senior Three Waves.

Did the Venerable White himself improve this 'Charging Technique'?

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The following day, July 9th.

When Song Shuhang got up early in the morning, he opened the door.

Then, he noticed that Senior White was pacing back and forth in the corridor outside his door.

"Senior White," Song Shuhang.

"Good morning, Shuhang." Senior White smiled, then happily handed over his tablet and showed Shuhang a message.

That was a message from the True Lord Yellow Mountain.

"Venerable White, I have arranged for you and your friend Shuhang to participate in flight training. On July 9th, a special agent will come to your door to deliver your Class II Medical Certificate and Private Pilot License (PPL). The agent will then escort you to the designated airport for your test flight. I wish you a pleasant flight! -- True Lord Yellow Mountain, Your Excellency."

White Venerable smiled happily, looking very pleased.

"Give me a medical certificate and a pilot's license?" Song Shuhang rubbed his eyes. "I've never even touched a plane. Senior Yellow Mountain, is it really appropriate for you to just give me a pilot's license like this?"

"Okay, okay, don't worry about the details. Let's get ready!" Senior White said happily, "Someone will pick us up in a little while to go to the special airport for the test flight! Don't be late!"

"Okay, senior, no problem. I'll get ready and wait to set off!" Song Shuhang gave Senior White a hearty smile.

"Okay, hurry up!" Senior White hummed a song, then carried his tablet downstairs.

After Senior White left, Doudou quietly came out. Without saying a word, it shook its body, and then a dog hair fell down.

Then, it silently handed the dog hair to Song Shuhang: "Take this and keep it close to your body, just in case!"

"Doudou!" Song Shuhang exclaimed excitedly— Doudou still showed great loyalty in this crucial moment!

Doudou patted Song Shuhang heavily with its paw, then quietly went back to its own room.

Back in her room, Doudou smiled knowingly, "Hehe, Yellow Mountain Big Fool, if you won't let me learn to drive cars, I'll just learn to fly airplanes!"

So... that dog hair wasn't meant for Song Shuhang as a precaution?

Unaware of the danger, poor Song Shuhang carefully hid the dog hair close to his body and then quickly opened his chat app.

Upon opening it, there was indeed a message from True Lord Yellow Mountain to him.

"Young friend Shuhang, I have arranged for you and Venerable White to participate in flight training. On July 9th, someone will deliver your medical certificates and flight licenses. Then I will take you to learn how to fly a plane. Have a good time. -- True Lord Yellow Mountain."

Song Shuhang replied, "Senior Yellow Mountain, couldn't you have told me this a few days in advance so I could prepare myself mentally?"

True Lord Yellow Mountain happened to be online at that moment. "Haha, didn't I tell you a long time ago that I would arrange for you to learn to fly soon? Besides, it's not easy to get you into the program through connections. Seize the opportunity to learn, and don't complain!"

"Alright." Song Shuhang sighed, "Then I have only one additional request. Senior Yellow Mountain, please make sure you prepare a 'spacesuit' and the corresponding oxygen supply equipment for me!"

"What's the point of all this? It's just flying in the blue sky once, isn't it?" True Lord Yellow Mountain asked.

"Senior Yellow Mountain," Song Shuhang said solemnly, "If I'm with Senior White, my goal won't be as simple as just the blue sky. My journey is the universe!"

True Lord Yellow Mountain: "..."

I got a little stuck at a strange point in the beginning of this chapter, so it's a bit late. Please vote with your recommendation tickets if you didn't stay up all night!