Cultivating Immortality Starts with Rubbing a Computer

Chapter 99: Stepping into the Empty Space (Subscribe)

"This is Master Youran! He has established his foundation!"

"No, the corpse in his hand..."

"It's Senior Shi!"

Everyone on deck 36 of Dingsan changed color, and when they thought of the sudden alarm, they turned even paler with fear.

"Once upon a time there was a desert, and the light of the pot was unknown."

"Two immortals are in high spirits, gambling on wine, and one bet will bring disaster to the world."

"The wine falls into the vast ocean, and the waves reflect the bright moon."

"The jar is empty and vast, and the heaven and earth are rising together."

"The original brew turns into immortal energy, and smelling it can lead to enlightenment."

"How can I disperse the world and gather it together? It takes a lot of energy."

"Use the power of heaven and earth to find the root of creation."

"The light of the pot tells the story of the ages, and the surging waves tell the story of the past."

A clear singing voice came out from the mouth of Master Youran, and at the same time, the lightning behind him began to descend.

Pressing down towards Ding Sanliu.

"Raise the formation quickly and defend quickly."

"Fellow Daoists, please lend a hand and inject your magic power into the formation and activate it with all your strength."

"Only in this way can we have a chance of survival."

The monk from Guantian Palace shouted.

At this point they were too lazy to think about why this was the case.

The fact is that Shi Chenghan is dead, most likely at the hands of Master Youran, and judging by the situation, Master Youran is going to kill them.

So it doesn’t matter whether he was Mr. Youran’s man before.

Not anymore.

Because no one wants to die!
The passengers on the ship were not fools either. They followed the guidance of the monks from Guantian Palace and ignored the harm to their bodies.

Inject magic power into Ding Sanliu's defensive formation.

The monks in Guantian Palace did not save their inventory and poured in large quantities of spirit stones.

Fortunately, the lightning that attacked Ding Sanliu was ball lightning.

This kind of plasma that exists naturally in nature is not very fast, especially for a length of fifty feet, where the speed is only fifteen meters per second.

It takes another two minutes to fall from a thousand meters high.

These two hours are enough for the monks on the ship to do a lot of things.

"Do you think this defensive formation can stop this attack?"

"Do you really think you can succeed?"

Some monks raised doubts.

Immediately, a monk from the Guantian Palace shouted, "Shut up! Don't speak such disturbing words at such a critical moment!"

"If we hadn't injected you with mana, we would have taken you down!"

A monk echoed, "At this critical moment, instead of thinking of unity or self-preservation, they utter disruptive and willful words. Their crime deserves death."

Another monk said, "That's right. When the catastrophe is over, that will be your death."

The cultivator being questioned was instantly dissatisfied and collapsed, "How could they possibly block it?! This is an attack at the foundation-building level! It's not like there haven't been C-level ships that have been breached by pirates' foundation-building attacks before."

"Not to mention such a massive attack! In terms of both quantity and quality, it's the full force of a cultivator above the first level of Foundation Establishment!"

The scolding came immediately.

"Disturbing people's minds! They must be Ran Xiemo's accomplices!"

"That's right, he should be executed!"

"His crime deserves death! No mercy!"

Immediately, a cultivator from the Guantian Palace took action, even though in this environment, taking action might reduce the infusion of mana.

Thereby reducing vitality.

It’s time to take action too.

Otherwise there will be chaos and even less chance of survival.

So the disturbing monk was killed on the spot.

The passengers immediately applauded.

And once again, regardless of his physical injuries, he poured all his magic power into the defensive formation.

Even the stowaways who had been living in the bottom cabin began to take action.

No one shirked their responsibilities, even if there were occasional shirking.

His fate was the same as that of the monk who was killed.

Even though all the passengers on Ding Sanliu were afraid and terrified, they had no other intentions at this moment.

We are united in our efforts, just to seek that glimmer of hope!
"Dad, I'm scared!"

"Will win!"

"Yes, we will definitely defend it!"

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Li, why aren't you moving quickly? Come on, help me inject mana into this formation node!"

Chu Ning suddenly realized that Fang Jun had not taken any action and stood out among the passengers, so he shouted anxiously.

Fang Jun said calmly, "Your consciousness is trembling. Just like everyone else's."

Chu Ning said angrily: "Why are you saying this now?"

Fang Jun didn't care at all and continued calmly: "In fact, I have long wondered why there is a part of the mind in the cultivation of immortality."

"His heart is like still water, his will is like a rock. He is not arrogant in good times, nor impatient in bad times."

"Calm and unmoving, he is like the steady weight of a mountain; silent and wordless, he is like the depth of the earth. Wind and rain do not change his disposition, nor does thunder and lightning falter his resolve."

“It is called the higher mind and nature.”

Chu Ning looked at the silver snakes descending from the sky and said anxiously, "Fellow Daoist Li, what's the point of you saying this now?"

"Now is the most dangerous moment. We should work together to overcome the crisis."

"Or do you mean that you are able to face the crisis without changing your expression at this moment?"

"Is there hope of ascending to immortality?"

Fang Jun's tone remained calm: "I want to hear your opinion."

Seeing Fang Jun so insistent, Chu Ning thought for a long time, taking into account their friendship and also to prevent Fang Jun from being stubborn.

It really caused dissatisfaction among other monks.

Thus bringing about murder.

Zhongdao: "To put it bluntly, the nature of the mind is the word persistence."

"Is cultivation hard? Of course it's hard."

"Compared to the beautiful scenery encountered on the path of cultivation, cultivation is truly too difficult."

"Practice diligently every day, and your cultivation level will only improve a little bit."

"But people of my age have long since given up cultivation. They live a life of luxury and extravagance."

"After you encountered this situation and listened to their music, do you still have the thought of practicing cultivation?"

"You should know that it will take several years for you to break through to the next level."

There are different levels of monks.

But ordinary monks are still superior to mortals, and the princes and nobles in the mortal kingdoms live a luxurious life, so why can't monks do the same?

The city’s spiritual veins are limited, but it doesn’t matter.

Monks can build satellite cities.

Gathering mortals in a land without spirits.

At the flying speed of a monk, it would only take about half an hour to walk and be intoxicated by the aroma of wine.

Is there any danger in the area outside the Xiuxian World?
At least there is no danger in the Bianxia realm where the three sects are located.

What spiritual beasts and beast tides.

Fang Jun had never seen or heard of it.

Apart from the lack of spiritual veins and the fact that cultivators are not allowed to travel far for cultivation, it is simply a vast uninhabited area.

It's a bit dangerous for mortals.

For monks, it is of no use at all.

Fang Jun said: "But this still cannot be changed. After all, only a few cultivators can get a glimpse of the glory of foundation building."

"And most of these few are destined from birth."

Chu Ning was silent for a moment: "Aren't there still a few among the few who can obtain this acquired opportunity?"

“That’s the importance of persistence.”

Fang Jun's eyes flashed like lightning: "Then, Fellow Daoist Chu, do you want to persist?"

Chu Ning sighed as he injected his mana into the room, "I don't want to do that anymore. I don't have the talent, so I'll just let my cultivation level go with the flow."

Fang Jun said loudly: "Okay! I understand, this is your decision."

As soon as he finished speaking, in front of the shocked gazes of the passengers, his whole body was filled with magical power and he walked in the air.

(End of this chapter)