Cultivating Immortality Starts with Rubbing a Computer

Chapter 78 Suicide is Good
After only three days, the lively ghost-catching operation ended in a whimper.

The ghost claimed to have caught

The passengers on the upper deck watched the fun.

The stowaways on the lower level also watched the fun.

Apart from the relatives of the deceased, this was a fun event for the monks to watch during the boring sea voyage.

Fang Jun finished his training today and went to watch Lezi.

however--

"You are Li Yun! You are the only one who dares to steal my Guixin Fruit?"

On the deck of Ding Sanliu, He Yanghui blocked Fang Jun, and there were several younger brothers at the fifth level of Qi Refining cheering him on.

The female cultivator named Qingqing was also there. She held He Yanghui's arm and looked at Fang Jun with a smile, as if she was looking at a toy.

"Haha, the stowaway just left, and now there's another good show to watch."

"Can you tell me about it? What is this play?"

"This is a drama of conflict between the descendants of the foundation-building generation and the independent cultivators."

"That is to say, this casual cultivator has offended this Foundation Establishment descendant."

"But it's too boring. We've already seen the ending. Most of the casual cultivators will be beaten up."

"Everywhere on the ship is boring anyway, might as well take a look."

The passengers on the boat gathered around to watch the fun, which made He Yanghui blush and feel that he was the center of attention.

Fang Jun chuckled. "So, our conflict happened at the auction, didn't it?"

"What happened between me and Qiang at the auction?"

"Or rather, even if I didn't compete with you at the auction, so what?"

He Yanghui sneered: "You are very arrogant, but I wonder if your bones will be so arrogant later."

"Hit me!"

Several younger brothers behind him jumped out and pounced on Fang Jun like jackals and tigers.

The physique of a cultivator at the fifth level of Qi Refining.

Although it cannot reach the speed of 60 meters per second as when using magic power, it is still very easy to run, jump and leap at 20 to 30 meters per second.

In a mortal battlefield, he would also be a peerless warrior capable of wielding weapons weighing hundreds of kilograms.

In other words, these cultivators at the fifth level of Qi Refining can exert a force of tens of thousands of pounds in one blow.

Moreover, the monks have sharp eyes and ears, and their spiritual consciousness can observe their surroundings, and their thinking is as fast as lightning.

Every move he makes is that of a martial arts master.

The art of martial arts has evolved into something mysterious and unpredictable.

The human body has only two hands and two legs, and no matter how martial arts change, there are limits.

It is already amazing for a strong man to be able to fight two or three at the same time, but it is impossible to do any better.

There were five people rushing towards Fang Jun now. They formed a formation and had a connected aura. It was obvious that they had beaten many people.

He Yanghui laughed heartily and spread his spiritual consciousness, saying, "It's not too late to kneel down and beg for mercy. Otherwise, you will have to lie in bed before you leave the boundary barrier!"

“Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang—!”

Five figures flew back.

Fang Jun stood there with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "What are you talking about?"

"Hahaha, isn't it? The fun is about to begin."

"What a brilliant counterattack! Even though that rogue cultivator is in trouble, it also brought us some fun."

"That Foundation Establishment descendant is going to be completely furious. What an unwise choice. He might have been able to save his life before, but now he's gone."

"If you don't want to protect it, then don't protect it. What's the fun in protecting it?"

He Yanghui's face instantly turned from red to blue, and then from blue to red: "Okay! Okay! Okay! Do you know what you are doing?"

Fang Jun said calmly, "I know. I was just acting in self-defense."

He Yanghui angrily shouted, "I was just defending myself, you dare to fight back! Uncle Yuan, come on!"

As a descendant of the foundation-building sect, He Yanghui was most concerned about his reputation. After all, a person lives by his breath, and a tree lives by its skin.

Words can kill.

This shows how important face is.

At least He Yanghui could not transcend this, as the surrounding passengers were talking about it.

Although no one said they looked down on He Yanghui, He Yanghui felt that the other passengers looked down on him.

Therefore, he must teach Fang Jun a lesson.

As for the descendants who have established their foundation, they naturally have bodyguards. Yuanbo is a great master who has reached the ninth level of Qi Refining.

On Ding Sanliu, those are already at the top of the pyramid.

Except for the foundation-building cultivators, his cultivation is not inferior to others.

He Yanghui sneered, "You have now lost your last chance to beg for mercy, even if you kneel down and beg me now."

"I will also make you lie outside the boundary barrier and finally lie in the coffin."

Qingqing also interrupted at this time and said: "A casual cultivator, relying on his slightly powerful body training skills, he doesn't know his own limitations."

"Little do we know that there are always people better than us and there are always things better than what we have."

"With a little bit of skill, his tail would be up in the sky."

Yuan Bo was a middle-aged man with a strong and honest appearance. He was tall and mighty. "Young man, commit suicide."

Fang Jun was speechless. His current disguise seemed to be the same age as this Yuan Bo.

Fang Jun asked curiously, "If your master wants you to beat me and I commit suicide, won't you fail the mission?"

"If that happens, will you be punished by your master?"

Yuan Bo sighed: "I just don't want you to suffer for half a year. Why don't you know what's good for you?"

He Yanghui interrupted, "Uncle Yuan, this is not the time to be kind. Beat him, beat him hard. As long as you don't kill him, beat him hard!"

Qingqing also said, "Yes, Uncle Yuan, for some people who don't know what's good for them, your kindness is being treated like a donkey's liver and lungs. It's useless. It's better to take action sooner rather than later."

Yuan Bo shrugged and said to Fang Jun, "This is a choice you made yourself. I can't save you."

Fang Jun laughed: "What you call saving me is letting me die."

"Actually, I think dying is indeed salvation. After all, lying in bed is worse than death, and you have to wait for your own death bit by bit. It is the cruelest punishment in the world."

"You are right. According to you, everyone in this world will die one day. If you die early, you will not suffer the pain of the world."

"Don't try to change the subject. Before you boarded the ship, didn't you go to Yanliu Lane every day and have fun? Talking about life and death is nonsense. Lying in bed and waiting for death in agony is the real pain."

"What a shame, what a shame, another independent cultivator died at the hands of a noble family member."

"Yuan'er, remember, don't be too naive when you go out. You have to know who you should and shouldn't mess with."

"Dad, I remember."

The passengers' discussions did not disturb Yuan Bo, and he was even unwilling to answer Fang Jun's questions.

It seemed like this was a natural answer.

Going back would just be a waste of time.

"boom--!"

When Yuan Bo took a step forward, the deck seemed to shake slightly.

Heat was rising from his body, visible to the naked eye.

This is a manifestation of the extreme circulation of qi and blood, which is called wolf smoke!
This is the physique of the ninth level of Qi Refining, which is almost twice as strong as the physique of the fifth level of Qi Refining.

Within the scope of changes in the scope of martial arts.

No matter how high the skills are, this gap is insurmountable.

"boom--!"

"stop!"

At this time, Chu Ning hurried over, but when he saw Yuan Bo lying on the ground and twitching, his face twitched and he quickly swallowed the words he wanted to say.

(End of this chapter)