Cultivating Immortality Starts with Rubbing a Computer

Chapter 145: Brain in a Vat (Subscribe)

Faced with the increasingly fierce undercurrent.

Fang Jun’s choice was to strengthen his own strength.

Before the power of space appeared, he didn't want to evacuate Hexi City easily.

If you want to gain a foothold in the chaotic Hexi City, you must have strength.

Huh, huh, huh—!”

The scorching flame burned fiercely in the refining furnace, and the fire appeared the color of colorful glass.

In the furnace, an ancient bronze mirror was suspended, and the mirror surface was faintly glowing silver, as if it could swallow all the light.

The mirror frame is engraved with complex runes, which are the insight patterns that have reached the first-level immortal level.

Fang Jun sat cross-legged in front of the stove, making seals with his hands and muttering something.

Magic power continuously shot out from his fingertips and was injected into the fire.

"The myriad things are but a speck of dust, peeping into the infinite; the universe in the mirror reveals the true microcosm!"

Fang Jun let out a low shout and suddenly clasped his hands together. The fire in the furnace instantly surged, and the colorful flames turned into a fire dragon, entwining around the mirror.

The mirror surface began to tremble slightly, and the Taoist patterns on the frame gradually lit up. Rays of spiritual light overflowed from the Taoist patterns and gathered at the center of the mirror.

Fang Jun took out a crystal clear dust crystal from the storage bag. This was the core material for refining the Universal Dust Mirror.

It is also the key to activating the insight pattern.

He threw the crystal lightly, and it fell into the fire, instantly turning into countless points of light and merging into the mirror.

"Om-!"

The mirror shook violently, making a low humming sound.

The silver light in the mirror gradually condensed, like a deep starry sky.

Fang Jun stretched out his hand and the mirror fell into his hand: "The Myriad Mirror of Dust is done!"

This cost him 50,000 low-grade spirit stones and the materials he had saved along the way. Once the Wanxiang Microdust Mirror was refined, it would reach the ninth level of Qi Refining.

If it were the previous Fang Jun, even if he was able to refine a life-defining magic weapon of such a high level of cultivation, he would not do it.

Because higher cultivation means greater conflict.

But now Fang Jun has a deeper understanding of cultivation. Not only has he optimized various algorithms, but the performance of Yuanshen No. 4 is also stronger than the previous Yuanshen No. 3.

So in order to save time.

The best choice is to use the Wanxiang Microdust Mirror to refine the ninth level of Qi Refining in one step.

Because it is the fourth natal magic weapon.

The refining process is also much more difficult than the previous natal magic weapon.

Tianjun Sword, Yuanshen No. 4, and Liuguang Yinian Fu did not feel the slightest welcome towards this new guest.

Essence, Qi and Spirit are all strongly repelling the Mirror of All Things.

Even due to the power of the three natal magic weapons.

This kind of rejection is not like other cultivators' failure in refining their own magic weapons.

Due to the conflict between the essence, energy and spirit and the natal magic weapon, the cultivator himself is harmed.

Instead, it destroyed the All-Seeing Dust Mirror that was about to be refined into its body.

It was impossible for Wanxiang Weichenjing to be a sudden and evil guest who kicked the door.

But Fang Jun never fights an unprepared battle.

He had already done all kinds of simulation calculations in advance and also made systematic redundancies.

Therefore, no matter how difficult it was, he succeeded in refining the Myriad Things Dust Mirror.

[Birthday Magical Treasure (IV): Myriad Dust Mirror]

[Cultivation: Qi Refining Level 9]

【Fine: 32.47】

【Qi: 270】

【God: 100】

[Magic Weapon Quality: 10.23]

[Mana Quality: 15]

[Single Mana Output: 135 strands]

Output power: 4050 wisps/second (398,412,000 watts)

[Insight Mark: Increases the user's mana control level by 10 levels and aura control level by 10 levels (up to level 30)]

……

To Fang Jun's surprise, although he had successfully completed the refining of the Wanxiang Microdust Mirror.

But Hexi City was not in chaos.

Not only is there no chaos, but things are getting better and better and more stable.

It was as if the previous chaos was all an illusion.

On both sides of the street, red lanterns are hung high, in strings and rows.

Under the lantern, golden tassels sway gently in the wind.

Brand new couplets have already been posted in front of the shops, with black characters on a red background, written in strong strokes, and filled with blessings and expectations for the New Year.

The window is filled with all kinds of New Year's goods, with candies, cakes and dried fruits piled up like small mountains.

The colorful packaging sparkles under the lights, attracting passers-by to stop and choose.

“It’s the New Year.”

Fang Jun sighed.

There is a New Year in the world of immortal cultivation, and cultivators also celebrate the New Year.

But Fang Jun usually doesn't go through with it.

When he was reincarnated into this world, he still lived through the first ten years.

But with the passing of my mother's servant.

Fang Jun will not pass.

Because for people at that time, celebrating the New Year meant celebrating it alone, and it made no difference whether they celebrated it or not.

And after that, as he walked further and further on the path to immortality.

There is really no need to do so.

He practiced in seclusion in Beixin Town.

He ran away from Hongsha City before the New Year.

On the way to Huguanghai, the New Year passed.

So I didn’t celebrate the New Year on Ding Sanliu.

After accepting Mo Yiyi as his disciple.

There was no Chinese New Year during those three years.

In fact, Mo Yiyi and the others had passed it.

But every time that time came, Fang Jun would use the excuse of going into seclusion and let the time pass by quickly.

However, Fang Jun was caught by Mo Yiyi just after he finished refining the Wanxiang Microdust Mirror.

"Master, what do you think of my new clothes?"

Monks are not afraid of the cold, so even in the cold twelfth month, their clothes are very light.

Therefore, the red dress on Mo Yiyi is light and flowing.

It was embroidered with clouds using delicate golden silk threads, and was tied with a jade belt around her waist, outlining her graceful waistline.

She was wearing short white socks and a pair of small red cloth shoes.

By the way, why are there four seasons in the world of immortal cultivation?

Such a large piece of land is not a planet, and its axis of rotation is not tilted.

Where do the four seasons come from?

And who set the original calendar?
Who made the New Year's Eve?
"Master, are you watching?" Mo Yiyi asked dissatisfiedly.

Fang Jun said calmly, "I'm looking. By the way, Yiyi, have you finished your homework today?"

Mo Yiyi said: "It has been done a long time ago."

Fang Jun added, "I see you're almost at the fifth level of Qi Refining. Hurry up and practice in seclusion."

Mo Yiyi said, "I've already reached the daily limit of my practice. If I continue, my body will have problems."

Fang Jun waved his hand and took out a few bottles of elixirs to nourish the body: "It's okay, Master has money, you can use the elixirs to practice."

Mo Yiyi said: "Master, I am not like you. I have a state of mind and am not afraid of the troubles of elixir poison."

Fang Jun said: "It's okay, you're lucky enough that the erysipelas problem won't be a problem for you."

Mo Yiyi pouted: "Master!"

Fang Jun was helpless: "Okay, what do you want to do?"

Mo Yiyi smiled and said, "I want Master to accompany me to the temple fair."

Of course there are temples in the world of immortal cultivation.

This lofty land is where the Nascent Soul ancestor of the Beast Taming Sect is worshipped.

He is a real powerful being.

In the eyes of mortals, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are immortals.

Fang Jun said calmly, "What's so good about the temple fair? It's just crowded with people."

Mo Yiyi asked curiously, "Master, why do you think it's because of the crowding?"

"We are cultivators, and you are just building your foundation."

"How can anyone squeeze us?"

Fang Jun was silent for a moment: "Indeed, there is no reason for anyone to squeeze us."

There is no one.

The deeper the cultivation, the deeper the memory.

But as a reincarnated person, where are the memories of my previous life stored?
There are ghosts in the world of immortal cultivation, and there are ghost cultivators.

There is indeed a soul.

But the formation of this soul is inseparable from the spiritual energy of the world of immortal cultivation.

If the Higgs field was accidentally activated due to the uncertainty principle in the previous life, it may not be without spiritual energy.

But is there an underworld in this world?
Is there a transit station like the underworld that allows one to reach the world of immortal cultivation?
Although there is a theory of reincarnation in the world of immortal cultivation, it is ultimately done by high-level cultivators relying on their magic power.

It has nothing to do with the underworld.

So how did I come into this world?

So what exactly are the memories of past lives...

"Master, why are you distracted again? Speaking of which, Master, as a great cultivator in the foundation-building stage, isn't it inappropriate for you to be distracted?"

When Fang Jun came to his senses, he found that Mo Yiyi was holding his arm and walking on the street.

Did he lose his memory of what had happened before?
Do not!
Fang Jun did not lose anything. Whenever he wanted to recall it, he could remember it vividly as if it were a replay.

The reason why I was distracted.

It was because he didn't seem to have a real sense of the memory he just had.

It seems like a dream.

But how can dreams be so real?

"I once heard that there is a calamity when building the foundation to become a golden elixir, which is called 'delusion'."

"This is because the spiritual consciousness of immortal cultivators is powerful, powerful enough to build a real and perfect world deep in their hearts."

"In this world, the desires of cultivators will be fully satisfied. Even the most outrageous, abstract, and illogical desires can be realized in this illusory world."

After listening to Fang Jun's story, Mo Yiyi asked in confusion, "Master, why are you saying this?"

"Master, are you about to achieve the Golden Elixir?"

Mo Yiyi was shocked and said, "Impossible! Impossible! If Master is a Golden Core, then with Master's ability, he can't be so low-key."

"Absolutely..."

"Boom--!"

Mo Yiyi simulated a thud: "You missed it, Master."

Fang Jun said calmly, "Do you think you can dodge it with your strength? It's just that I don't want to hit you."

Mo Yiyi said with a smile: "Of course I know that Master deliberately let me escape. After all, it is New Year's Day, and it is not good to hit people on New Year's Day."

Fang Jun muttered, "New Year?"

The temple fair was bustling with people, and the vendors were shouting in loud and enthusiastic voices.

On the stalls selling New Year pictures, brightly colored portraits of door gods and the God of Wealth are neatly arranged.

At the stall next to it, an old craftsman was concentrating on making sugar figures.

The golden and translucent syrup transformed into lifelike dragons, phoenixes and rabbits in his hands, attracting the children to gather in a circle and watch intently.

The lanterns on the street lit up one after another, and the whole street seemed to be shrouded in a warm sea of ​​red light.

The sound of gongs and drums came from afar, and a dragon dance team was slowly approaching.

The dragon's body is winding and its eyes are bright and sharp. It flies up and down to the rhythm of the drums, attracting passers-by to stop and watch and applaud.

Fang Jun and Mo Yiyi, who were using the Shadowless Technique, seemed to be invisible.

Although it is located in a temple fair, it feels like being in another world.

"Yiyi, let me ask you a question. Do you think this world is illusory?"

Mo Yiyi asked doubtfully, "Illusion? Master, you are talking about illusion, right?"

Then, she suddenly realized, "Master, you just mentioned the calamity of delusion. You don't think this world is illusory, do you?"

Fang Jun did not answer this question: "Suppose a cultivator turned into a ghost cultivator, but this ghost cultivator was trapped in an illusion."

"This illusion is flawless. At least with the knowledge of ghost cultivators, no flaws can be found."

"So what does this world created by illusion mean to ghost cultivators?"

Mo Yiyi suddenly stretched out her hand and tore the skin off Fang Jun's cheek: "Disciple, I wonder what this illusion means to ghost cultivators?"

"My disciple only knows that being able to smile is enough."

Fang Jun frowned in confusion.

Mo Yiyi smiled and said, "Actually, I understand some of Master's dilemma, but I also don't understand some of it."

"Master, actually!"

“Whether the world is real or not, it doesn’t really matter.”

“If you are happy with it, it is actually real.”

"But if you're not happy with it, it's not real, and all you have to do is break it."

"Just like that ghost cultivator who was trapped in an illusion, is it really impossible to break this illusion forever?"

"I think there is. At least this ghost cultivator should believe it."

"Otherwise, wouldn't this world be too boring?"

Fang Jun closed his eyes after hearing this: "Yes, you are right. If you feel that there is nothing, then this world is meaningless."

"Thank you, Yiyi."

"I understand a little bit."

Mo Yiyi shook her head: "Master, you don't need to thank me. Because Master, you will figure it out yourself."

"Otherwise, I would be the same today as I was before, and I wouldn't have seen you, Master."

"so……"

Mo Yiyi smiled at Fang Jun: "Happy New Year, Master."

Fang Jun also smiled and replied, "Happy New Year, Yiyi."

(End of this chapter)