Cultivating Immortality Starts with Rubbing a Computer

Chapter 120: Fortune (Subscribe)

"Haha, you are indeed a member of the Immortal Sect. Rebuilding the foundation of the Dao is nothing special."

"I wonder if you will ever have the chance to obtain the Golden Elixir in this lifetime?"

"If you despise this thing, then don't come here and compete with the people for profit."

Huang Hao, due to his status, was clearly the target of public criticism. However, his expression remained unchanged: "No matter how much you talk, the Light of the Sea of ​​Clouds will be mine soon."

"Insanity!"

"Haha, you think you can stop us alone?"

"Don't let your good disciple die in Longmen later."

Fang Jun was speechless. Huang Hao was simply a god at attracting hatred.

With just one move, he pulled the originally neutral foundation-building part to the opposite side of him.

Fang Jun didn't know whether he was really capable or really stupid.

but--

"Reshape the foundation."

"I want this thing too."

The foundation of Taoism is the fusion of the energy in the Dantian and the spirit in the sea of ​​consciousness.

This determines that the conflict of artistic conception will also affect the stability of the Tao foundation.

Even though artistic conception can enhance the stability of the foundation of Taoism, it can only be enhanced after a balance is achieved after the conflict.

In the process of achieving balance, the foundation of the Tao was damaged.

So is it possible to cultivate a single artistic conception to avoid this conflict?
Of course this is not possible.

The complexity of the five spiritual energy movements has reached a new level by reaching the second-order quality.

Although it will not endanger the life of the monk like the conflict of artistic conception.

But it will cause the monks to be unable to make good use of spiritual energy.

That is, the utilization rate of spiritual energy decreases.

Therefore, it is necessary to use the special "spirit" of artistic conception as a medium to reduce the complexity of its movement.

Fang Jun's artistic conception conflict is so intense that the required Taoist foundation is naturally stronger.

Therefore, even if he had the confidence to build a strong foundation of Taoism from the beginning.

But this does not mean that this foundation can support him to reach the ninth level of foundation building.

Therefore, preparations for rebuilding the foundation-building objects should also be put on the agenda.

Fang Jun took Mo Yiyi's hand and said, "You should act according to the situation. If you can avoid fighting, don't fight. The most important thing is to save your life."

"No, Master, I will see if I can prevent you from entering the Dragon Gate."

Mo Yiyi's consciousness was transmitted along Fang Jun's hand, avoiding any sound leakage: "Master, what's going on? Shouldn't I fight for an opportunity for you?"

"Isn't this place a test of the depth of one's fortune? It's like something that rebuilds one's foundation."

"It must be our master and disciple."

"I think it's based on my luck."

Fang Jun said, "No need. It's just something to rebuild your foundation. It's not as important as you."

Mo Yiyi was stunned for a moment, then smiled happily: "I knew that Master didn't want me to take risks."

Of course Fang Jun was reluctant to let Mo Yiyi take risks.

He thought about it carefully and decided to choose an object that might be impossible to obtain to rebuild his foundation when the difficulty of the competition was unknown.

From a profit perspective it's not worth it at all.

It was a huge loss to sacrifice Mo Yiyi for such an uncertain thing.

Moreover, when Yunhaimen selects people, they use a fighting method.

He definitely doesn't believe in any true immortal fate.

I guess he just wanted to leave a name in the world.

We don’t know what dangers will come next.

"The world of immortal cultivation is full of crises. Don't assume that everything will go smoothly in other secret realms just because you've gained benefits in the Red Cloud Sword Palace."

"Although there is no danger at present, the future remains uncertain."

Fang Jun secretly warned himself.

"Fellow Daoist Li, do you want to join forces with me and Fellow Daoist Gu?"

At this time, Zeng Yang's voice came.

Fang Jun looked at the third female cultivator who came on stage, Gu Qiurou, and her voice came at the same time: "Fellow Daoist Li, I have teamed up with Fellow Daoist Zeng. Do you want to join us?"

Fang Jun simply created a small group of three people and said in a voice message: "I just want to know what Longmen is? Is there any danger?" Because it was equivalent to meeting netizens.

Fang Jun no longer concealed his ignorance and simply asked directly for information.

Zeng Yang laughed heartily. "How could it be dangerous? If there really was danger, how could I bring my well-connected disciple to die?"

Fang Jun remained silent. The relationship between master and disciple in the world of immortal cultivation was very complicated.

It is not a simple relationship of caring for the elderly and seeing them to the end of their lives in the mortal world.

"Then why do they say that Huang Hao's apprentice will die in Longmen?"

Gu Qiurou said, "This has to start with what Dragon Gate is."

"Fellow Daoist Li must have heard of Longmen for the first time, so he doesn't know much about Longmen."

“In fact, if it’s your first time here, you won’t understand.”

"But the Longmen Festival has a history of thousands of years."

“There are countless people who have experienced this.”

“So there are records circulating.”

"Longmen means a fish leaping over the dragon gate."

"However, fellow Daoist, do you know why fish can leap over the Dragon Gate?"

Fang Jun probed, "With persistence and hard work?"

Gu Qiurou chuckled softly, "Do you believe what you said, Daoist friend? There are countless hardworking people in the world."

"The farmers in the mortal realm toil day and night. Don't they persevere and work hard?"

"Do you have any extra food?"

“So, to leap over the dragon gate, one must rely on opportunity and good fortune.”

“Those without good fortune are always fish.”

"The effect of the Dragon Gate is that it allows those with great fortune to achieve enlightenment overnight, saving countless days of hard work."

"Didn't you find out, fellow Daoist?"

"Most of the younger generations who come here are at the first or second level of Qi Refining."

"It is to use the Dragon Gate here to reach the ninth level of Qi Refining."

Upon hearing this, Fang Jun immediately asked, "What's the price? What's the price?"

Gu Qiurou said calmly, "It's naturally the blessing of those who have leaped over the Dragon Gate."

Fang Jun was surprised: "Isn't this price too heavy?"

Gu Qiurou said, "Is it heavy? It only takes a little bit of good fortune. They have cultivated to the ninth level of Qi Refining, so how can they not spend good fortune?"

"Now my luck is directly consumed, my cultivation is improved, and I save time. It's actually a profit."

Fang Jun asked in return, "Will Longmen do business at a loss?"

Gu Qiurou said, "Of course not, and there is a lot left. The rest is the light of the sea of ​​clouds, which can be consumed to rebuild the foundation of Taoism."

Fang Jun immediately understood.

For high-level cultivators, good fortune is also a resource that can be utilized.

However, Yunhaimen’s active collection of blessings may be too inefficient.

He hired monks from all over the world of immortal cultivation to help him collect blessings (disciples).

Then collect the blessings and fortune, and give part of it to the disciple who carries the blessings and fortune, and give part of it to the master.

Yunhaimen can definitely make some money, but I don’t know how much.

Of course, the apprentice has gains and losses.

But apprentices have few human rights and can’t protest.

Gu Qiurou said, "So some people say that Huang Hao's apprentice will die. After all, he is a top apprentice of Chang Taishan. Who knows if he used some trick to get in?"

"If the luck is not good enough, people may die."

Fang Jun was naturally not worried about Mo Yiyi's death, but he felt that having his luck taken away would be a huge loss.

Mo Yiyi is the hen that lays golden eggs.

He would never do anything to drain the pond to catch fish.

Therefore, Fang Jun asked again: "To be honest, my two fellow Taoists already know that this is the first time I know about this."

"However, I am very close to my apprentice, so I don't want to gamble with her future."

"Is there any way to quit?"

Zeng Yang suddenly said, "Fellow Daoist Li, could it be that your disciples are so blessed that you are the only ones who can perform on the stage where you are?"

(End of this chapter)