Cultivating Immortality Starts with Rubbing a Computer

Chapter 106 Residence (Subscription Request)

[Ontology: Fang Jun]

[Cultivation: Qi Refining Level 6]

【Fine: 22】

[Energy: 100.01 | Mana (1000122/1200000)]

【God: 51.24】

[Mana Quality: 10]

[Single Mana Output: 60 strands]

Output power: 1200 wisps/second (398,412,000 watts)

[Nerve reflex speed: 1.67 milliseconds (0.00167 seconds)]

[Total Cultivation: Qi Refining Level 26 (Main Body 6 + Tianjun Sword 7 + Yuanshen No. 3 6 + Liuguang Yinian Talisman 5)]

[Total mana single output: 260 strands]

Total output power: 5200 wisps/second (747,022,500 watts)

At this time, Fang Jun's strength had undergone a drastic change compared to before he entered the boundary barrier.

The most intuitive data is that the total power increased from 2210 strands/second to 5200 strands/second.

Every move you make is equivalent to 4.5 kilograms of TNT.

Or 2.6 horsepower.

With such strength, even if Jiang Yunhe, Master Youran and Shi Chenghan were in good condition, they would be defeated together.

Fang Jun also had the confidence to kill him with one sword.

"It will take Ding Sanliu ten days to reach the port, but at my speed, it will only take four hours."

Fang Jun thought to himself as he flew over Hu Guanghai.

"That way we don't have to take a boat."

"No! Not only that, but I don't have to choose a port to land at."

"Instead, we deviated from our route, went deep into the Huguang Sea, and flew along the edge of the coastline."

"Choose a remote place to land, preferably in an area without spirits."

The route chosen by Ding Sanliu is at the weak point of the boundary barrier, where the suppression force on cultivators is not that strong.

In fact, most areas of Huguanghai are difficult to withstand even for foundation-building cultivators.

He could only stay on the boat like a Qi-refining monk and dared not fly at will.

However, these are no problem for Fang Jun.

With a mana quality of 10, his ability to withstand stress is stronger than that of an ordinary foundation-building cultivator.

So he deliberately flew into other sea areas to avoid hitting other ships while heading towards the land without souls.

When Fang Jun realized that the boundary barrier of Hu Guanghai always maintained the first-level spiritual energy.

An idea has already come to mind.

That is to stay at the junction of the soulless land and the boundary barrier.

Practice to the ninth level of Qi Refining.

Then he crossed this realm and rushed to the realm ruled by the Red Flame Sect to prepare for the foundation-building.

According to the information Fang Jun had inquired about, the Chiyan Sect, which was of the same level as the Shanyue Sect, was not involved in any extraterritorial war.

It is still the same as before, maintaining the customs of the Mountain Sect before the war.

I can’t say this atmosphere is very good, but at least it’s not so busy.

Monks have relative freedom.

This kind of time freedom is exactly what Fang Jun needs.

He was always drafted into the army.

Although I can slack off, it still feels very unpleasant.

He should be able to manage his time freely, to work when he wants to and to research when he wants to.

If the spiritual energy of the boundary barrier could not reach the second level.

He wanted to make a few more steps forward in the foundation-building stage here.

Think about something else.

As for going to Guantian Palace to get some mid-grade spirit stones, it was never within his consideration.

…“Crash!”

Waves crash onto the beach, wave after wave. The fine grains of sand sparkle in the sun like countless tiny golden gems.

At the edge of the beach, dense woods are like a green barrier, and the occasional clear bird calls add a bit of vitality to this tranquil scene.

"This is it."

Fang Jun stood on the beach, glanced around, and muttered to himself.

The place he chose was 10,000 kilometers away from Ding Sanliu's destination, Jinming City, and was located in a spiritualless land.

Fang Jun didn't believe that there would be any cultivator so bored as to run to such a place without any spiritual energy.

Oh no.

It is a place with spiritual energy. If there was no spiritual energy, Fang Jun would not have chosen this place.

It's just that the spiritual energy is within the boundary barrier. Other cultivators who enter are unable to practice at all and can only watch helplessly.

"Well, since this is going to be my home for the next three years, let's spruce it up a bit."

"call--!"

Fang Jun waved his sleeves and his magic power surged.

In an instant, leaves flew everywhere in the woods along the coast, and the wind was like a knife, precisely cutting off branches and grinding off bark.

In the blink of an eye, the logs were completed.

Then, he used his magic power to quickly evaporate the moisture in the logs, turning them into dry pieces of wood.

Fang Jun's eyes narrowed slightly, and his magic power changed again.

A part of the wood flew into the air, then suddenly fell down, deeply embedded in the ground, forming a solid foundation.

The remaining wood was quickly built on the foundation as if controlled by an invisible hand.

The wooden blocks were stacked in an interlaced manner and connected with mortise and tenon joints, and in a blink of an eye, a simple but sturdy hut frame was formed.

Fang Jun did not stop. He raised his hand and waved it, and the surrounding leaves and soil were drawn in to fill the gaps in the wooden house.

Then, he pointed his fingertips, and his magic power turned into flames. With a gentle burn, the soil and leaves solidified instantly, sealing the gaps in the wooden house tightly.

The whole process went smoothly and took less than ten minutes.

A small beach house stands proudly at the junction of the beach and the woods.

It reflects the powerful productivity of cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage.

"Okay, this will be my residence for the next three years."

……

"I want to find the immortal! I want to ask for the way! I want to go to the coast!"

Inside a gorgeously decorated carriage, spread with silk and adorned with jewels, a young girl was lying on a table, dancing and shouting loudly.

"Miss, the immortals are not here, and the Tao is not here either. It's just a desolate coastline where even fishermen have never set foot."

The woman standing by advised helplessly.

The girl had a pretty face, but her voice was filled with a hint of stubbornness: "Mother Rong, you're wrong! I've checked the ancient books, and there must be immortals here, absolutely!"

"There are fairy mountains in the sea, and there are fairies in the mountains."

"Why do you think I traveled all the way to this coast? Just for the immortal fate recorded in the ancient books!"

Rong Ma felt even more helpless after hearing this: "Miss, there's not even a road here, and you're used to the comfort of a carriage. How can you possibly walk to the coast?"

The girl nimbly rolled over from the table and sat up, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "Then I'll just walk! Tell Jin Shijiu and the others to lead the way!"

Rong's mother looked embarrassed: "This..."

The girl waved her hands impatiently: "What are you talking about? Hurry up!"

After saying that, she put her white socks on her deerskin boots, walked quickly to the door, and jumped off the shaft with a light leap.

There is a carriage room in front of the shaft, in front of which sits a driver, and in front of the driver are four tall horses.

When the driver saw the girl approaching the shaft of the carriage, he hurriedly shouted, "Miss, be careful!"

He hurriedly pulled the reins, trying to slow down the car.

The girl smiled mischievously and jumped off the shaft again, saying, "Jin Shijiu, I'm not disabled. There's no need to be so careful."

"As for you, get out of the car quickly and help me split the bushes. Let's go to the coast together!"

At this time, Rong's mother also got out of the car and cast a helpless look at Jin Shijiu.

Jin Shijiu could only nod respectfully: "Yes, Miss."

(End of this chapter)