Cultivating Immortality Starts with Rubbing a Computer

Chapter 74 Search

Chapter 74 Search
Ghost King?

Isn’t that a foundation-building cultivator?
Fang Jun was certain in his heart, but then he felt indifferent. However, he still pretended to be concerned on the surface: "Why is it improving so quickly? Could it be... someone died?"

He paused at this point and asked, "Was the dead one a stowaway in the bottom cabin?"

Fang Jun hadn't heard of any deaths involving normal passengers these days. Since they weren't normal passengers, they could only be stowaways.

Chu Ning sighed and nodded, "That's right."

Fang Jun frowned slightly: "Aren't you going to deal with the Foundation Establishment Senior on the ship?"

Chu Ning shook his head: "How can I trouble Senior Foundation Establishment with such a small matter?"

Fang Jun was puzzled: "But these stowaways are monks recruited by the upper sect after all. Wouldn't it be bad if we don't deal with them?"

Chu Ning said as a matter of course: "There are highs and lows in the mountains, and there are noble and humble people. Ten thousand Qi-refining cultivators are not as good as one Foundation Establishment senior."

He paused, his tone calm but cold: "Keeping the stowaways here is because the upper sect needs them, not because they are necessary for the sect."

"The upper sect should also consider respecting the opinions of the Foundation Establishment seniors. As long as there aren't too many deaths, it won't matter to them."

Fang Jun's heart trembled, and he once again felt the glaring class gap in the world of immortal cultivation.

Because the gap in strength between people is infinitely magnified.

In essence, mortals and Qi-refining cultivators, Qi-refining cultivators and Foundation-building cultivators are no longer the same species.

Their identities, status and values have long been very different.

And this principle has long become a universal rule in the world of immortal cultivation.

Fang Jun continued to ask: "How many people have died now?"

Chu Ning said in a heavy tone, "Seventy people died. That's not a big deal. The most important thing is that a cultivator from the Guantian Palace died, and another was seriously injured."

"That would be a big problem."

He sighed and said helplessly, "Since the Foundation Establishment seniors don't take action, all the pressure falls on us, the Qi Refining cultivators."

Fang Jun pretended to be confused: "If I remember correctly, that dancer was only at the low level of Qi Refining when she was alive."

"No matter how powerful he is, wouldn't it be enough to send a cultivator of the ninth level of Qi Refining?"

Chu Ning smiled bitterly: "That's the problem."

"In this environment of the boundary barrier, this ghost cultivator's magic power is stable and he is very good at hiding."

"It's useless for cultivators at the ninth level of Qi Refining to go down, because their magic power is unstable and they can't catch her at all."

Fang Jun showed a hint of curiosity: "What's the logic behind this? We cultivators with intact physical bodies have unstable mana, but why is it that ghost cultivators with only soul bodies have stable mana?"

Chu Ning explained: "This is a matter of artistic conception. A ghost cultivator who possesses artistic conception has already reached the level of a ghost king."

"For ghost cultivators, artistic conception can generate a ghost realm. The ghost realm can be used for both hiding and consolidating magic power."

Fang Jun sighed, "I see. What did they tell you to do?"

Chu Ning sighed again, "Of course it's to catch ghosts! In order to prevent the continued growth of ghost cultivators, the higher-ups have decided to clear out a space on the upper deck of the passenger ship for these stowaways."

"You'll see this soon."

"Then we will send powerful cultivators to encircle and suppress the ghost cultivators."

"My strength is just at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and since Changning Chamber of Commerce has a close relationship with Guantian Palace, I was naturally chosen."

Seeing this, Fang Jun had no choice but to say, "Then I hope you have a safe journey."

Chu Ning cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your kind words, fellow Daoist."

……

After Fang Jun and Chu Ning left, he started walking downstairs with a sudden thought.

The reason is simple, the existence of ghost cultivators aroused his interest.

After obtaining the artistic conception, Fang Jun thought about a question: what form does other people's artistic conception take?

Is it different from yourself?
Studying the differences between things is a method of scientific research.

If it's just an isolated case, there's actually a huge deviation.

Unfortunately, Fang Jun has never had any materials in his hands. He has seen some people before, such as You Zhimeng and Jiang Yunhe.

But both of them were killed by Fang Jun.

When the mind is scattered, the artistic conception is scattered, and the collected data is extremely different from that before death.

There's really nothing to say.

As for ordinary Qi-refining cultivators, Fang Jun was still unable to successfully help someone enter the Dao-transformation state and comprehend the artistic conception. After all, it was easy for him to control his own mana and consciousness, but it was not so easy to involve others.

Because other people's magic power and spiritual consciousness will interfere with Fang Jun's control.

Reduce his control accuracy.

The accuracy drops.

Even if the computing power is sufficient, it is impossible to complete the combination of artistic conception and magic power, and it is impossible to cause Taoism.

However, natural sources now exist.

He is also a rare level ghost cultivator.

It has a strange ghostland composed of artistic conception.

Then it’s not Fang Jun’s fault for exercising his subjective initiative.

"I'm a really good person. Others would avoid this kind of trouble. Only a good person like me would take the initiative to take responsibility."

"So, Fellow Daoist Chu, you should thank me for repaying your favor."

Fang Jun thought to himself as he used the invisibility spell to avoid the monks from Guantian Palace guarding the door and slipped into the cabin.

Then--

Then Fang Jun saw the scene of the train hall during the New Year in his previous life.

Noisy and lively.

It's really like monks crowding each other.

The lower cabin was so small that there was no extra legroom.

If there weren't so many monks per capita here, I don't know how filthy the sea voyage would become after so many days.

Fortunately, Fang Jun's magic power was intact in the barrier of this realm, and he could fly in the air.

This way you don’t have to be embarrassed to hide and squeeze in with others.

"where is it?"

"Why can't I find it?"

"You didn't detect any presence at all?"

"Shouldn't it?"

"Am I that weak?"

Fang Jun, who possesses three kinds of sword intent, has surpassed the average foundation-building cultivator in terms of the quality of his spiritual awareness.

He should not be able to fail to notice any slight change in the artistic conception.

Even the concealment ability of a foundation-building cultivator.

Fang Jun was confident that he could see through it. What was a mere ghost cultivator at the Qi Refining level?
But the strange thing is that Fang Jun couldn't find it no matter how hard he looked.

"Isn't this the way of heaven?"

"With my strength, it's impossible for me to gain nothing."

"Could it be?"

Fang Jun suddenly thought of a possibility, that the fake ghost killed people.

Things like ghost cultivators causing trouble are all fake. People with ulterior motives are using this excuse to create trouble.

Fang Jun was too lazy to guess the specific reason.

It's nothing more than a struggle for power and profit.

Even though he thought so, Fang Jun still carefully checked the entire lower cabin to avoid any negligence on his part.

I really haven't found any clues.

Never mind the artistic conception.

Not a single ghost was found.

Fang Jun sneered: "All three sects are corrupt and decadent."