Cultivating Immortality Starts with Rubbing a Computer

Chapter 3 Divination and Enemy Search
"Hey——!"

Fang Jun let out a low shout and suddenly spit out a sharp sword energy from his mouth. The sword light was like lightning, cutting through the air at a speed of 270 meters per second.

The sword energy was like a silver lightning, instantly penetrating the body of the shadow puppet.

The shadow puppet didn't even have time to react before it turned into ice-like fragments under the impact of the sword energy and quickly melted into the air.

Only two blood-red eyeballs were left there as proof of its existence.

Fang Jun watched this scene coldly, but there was no fluctuation in his heart.

"A ghost puppet, with the strength of the fourth level of Qi Refining... Who is plotting against me?"

As a puppet commonly used for assassinations, the Shadow Puppet is extremely concealed.

If Fang Jun had not optimized the algorithm of the warning spell, it would have been impossible to discover this shadow puppet at the fourth level of Qi Refining.

Fang Jun's eyes turned cold, and several possible enemies quickly flashed through his mind.

Finally, based on the principle of interest orientation, his thoughts fixed on the nominal "mother".

"On the surface, they're forcing me to rely on elixirs to improve my cultivation, but in reality, they're relaxing my guard and then taking advantage of my fatigue to strike... What a clever plan."

"If I were just an ordinary cultivator with three spiritual roots, I would have been attacked long ago. After all, after working for fourteen hours straight, who would have the energy to deal with a sneak attack?"

The monks' working hours are not long to begin with, and eight hours a day is the limit.

After all, in addition to work, monks also need to practice, just like ordinary people have to prepare for the college entrance examination after get off work, and they wish they had more time.

What's more, cultivators practice to improve their cultivation and achieve immortality, which is far more important than the college entrance examination.

It was for this reason that Old Man Li said Fang Jun “had no time to practice.”

The workload has doubled, working hours have been extended, and the consumption of energy and spirit has increased exponentially, and the remaining time has almost become "garbage time".

It is simply a pipe dream for ordinary cultivators to improve their cultivation through normal practice.

Only Fang Jun, with the help of Yuanshen No. 1, can practice to the daily limit of his body with only four hours of practice a day.

I don't mind working those extra eight hours.

After guessing the mastermind behind the incident, Fang Jun's eyes flashed with coldness, and his spiritual consciousness instantly transformed into electromagnetic waves, connecting with Yuanshen No. 1 in the rented house.

"Yuan Shen No. 1 computer starts..."

"Connecting to the administrator's consciousness..."

"Connection successful..."

"Divination calculation in progress..."

"Calculation completed..."

"Confirmed target location: Anxi City coordinates (452, 1345, 1)..."

After getting the result, Fang Jun's mind moved, and the sword light lingering in the room instantly merged into his body.

He summoned his magical powers, pushed open the door, leaped up, and turned into a sword light that shot up into the sky.

This is the sword-flying technique of "sword follows the heart, man and sword become one".

Although he was still at the beginner level, his speed had already reached 100 meters per second, which was not inferior to that of a great cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

"The Shadow Puppet's control range is limited. Since my good 'mother' wants to kill me, she must send someone to do it. So I must repay her well."

……

Inside a house somewhere in Anxi City.

"Flying sword technique?"

"No, it's more like some kind of high-level talisman."

Fang Qidong shook his head and sighed, his face darkening. He was the one who had sent the Shadow Puppet to assassinate Fang Jun, but he had never expected Fang Jun to be able to detect the Shadow Puppet's infiltration and even have a way to save his life, causing the assassination plan to fail.

"Damn it! If Yang Yuwan hadn't told me Fang Jun was penniless when he arrived in Anxi City, why would I have taken action? I lost a shadow puppet for nothing."

He felt a lot of resentment in his heart. After all, it was not easy to refine a shadow puppet that was comparable to the fourth level of Qi Refining and proficient in assassination.

It's not just a matter of money, it's also a matter of energy.

He had already thought about it. After returning, he would ask Yang Yuwan to compensate him. After all, he couldn't let those who stood on her side to help her feel cold.

As for Fang Jun, Fang Qidong didn't take him seriously at all.

A mere third level Qi Refining cultivator can only rely on the relics left by his predecessors.

After returning, I will explain the reason and ask Yang Yuwan to send another person.

"Only you?"

A young voice suddenly sounded behind him. Fang Qidong was immediately terrified and shouted, "Who!"

He fled forward without looking back, knowing in his heart that anyone who could approach him silently was no match for him.

"It seems there is no one else."

As soon as the voice fell, a sound of breaking through the air suddenly came.

As a cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Refining, Fang Qidong's reaction speed is more than ten times that of an ordinary person. From ten meters away, he can dodge even a bullet traveling at three times the speed of sound.

However, the flying sword is not just a bullet with a single trajectory, but a fighter jet with flexible maneuverability.

At the moment of approaching Fang Qidong, the flying sword changed direction for the second time in a small space. Its speed was so fast that Fang Qidong had no time to react.

After barely dodging the first blow, he was pierced through the head by the second sword, and his soul was shattered.

"This time... maybe I'm on the wrong side."

Before his death, Fang Qidong finally understood that it was not a talisman at all, nor was it an ordinary flying sword technique, but his natal magic weapon - a treasure that theoretically could only be refined by cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining.

"Twenty low-grade spirit stones? What a poor fellow!"

Fang Jun searched the corpse and found its storage bag, but only found a few odds and ends.

He shook his head and thought to himself, "It seems this guy isn't a wealthy guy."

"Not necessarily. It's possible that he spent all his fortune on the Shadow Puppet, resulting in him not even having a single magical weapon."

"However, the family heirloom 'Spiritual Sword Observation Method' is indeed very useful. It can both detect murderous intentions and block out secrets from the heavens."

"The only difficulty lies in the harsh conditions for cultivation: not only does one need to be in the late stage of Qi Refining to refine the natal flying sword, but one also needs an extremely high talent for mathematics."

"Satisfying these two points isn't enough. Everything is dynamic, and the present moment is not the same as the present moment. The opportunity for divination is fleeting, and without immense computing power, it's useless. Hence the saying: 'Nine out of ten divinations are empty.'"

"Fortunately, I have the Yuanshen No. 1 computer to assist me, which greatly improves my accuracy."

After thinking for a moment, Fang Jun activated the "Spiritual Sword Observation of the Sky Method" and began to conceal the secrets of heaven.

This move was not only to cover up his own actions, but also to send a message to the administrator of Anxi City, the Dahe Sect: Is it worth offending a master of Tianji who is suspected to be in the Foundation Establishment stage for the sake of an ordinary Qi Refining cultivator?
In fact, Fang Jun also considered whether to spare the opponent's life, but it was his first time fighting after all, so for his own safety, he directly killed the opponent.

Looking back, it was unnecessary. With my own strength, I should have been able to try to catch it.

"Forget it, it's come to this. Be more careful next time."

After finishing his work, Fang Jun returned to the blacksmith shop and walked straight towards Zhuge Chen's resting place.

In classical novels, those who cultivate immortality are all able to tell fortunes.

However, in modern immortal cultivation novels, due to the social division of labor and the large number of cultivators in the immortal cultivation world, everyone knows how to do it. They spend all day calculating, and even use divination before going out. This restricts the way of heavenly secrets and makes it a tool for a very small number of cultivators.

Naturally, this book cannot jump out of this barrier and can only put shackles on the way of heaven's secrets.

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