Cultivating Immortality Starts with Rubbing a Computer

Chapter 216 The Great Dao Transformed into Laws

"Sharp!"

"Promote heat!"

"Streaming light!"

"Insight!"

"invisible!"

“Use force!”

"soul!"

"Ethereal!"

"Fortune or misfortune!"

An Ling counted the laws on her fingers, her expression a mixture of joy and sorrow.

"Brother Fang, am I really that annoying to you? Is it worth risking your life to fight against me?"

"call out--!"

Nine chains of laws, including the sharp law representing the Tianjun Sword, returned to Fang Jun's body, causing his aura to rise.

Strands of golden light emanated from Fang Jun's body and spread outwards from the banquet hall.

Fang Jun said, "It's worth it. You're going to take my life, so it's definitely worth it."

An Ling said with a hint of sadness, "Actually, I could preserve your memories and let you continue to live."

"Indeed, I am extremely kind."

"Especially since I like you, Brother Fang, I don't want to kill you."

"call out--!"

The Xuanhe Law, representing the Yuanshen, returned to Fang Jun's body, and his aura rose again.

The golden light continued to spread, gradually evolving into Dao patterns, like a beautiful chapter in a painting.

Fang Jun asked, "But can you retain all of my memories?"

An Ling shook her head: "You should understand that at our level, memories also possess power."

"call out--!"

The Flowing Light Law, representing the Flowing Light One Thought Talisman, returned to Fang Jun's body, and his aura increased tenfold. The magnificent chapters formed by the Dao patterns had spread throughout the entire city of Anxi.

Fang Jun said, "Indeed, laws are things composed of microscopic particles such as electrons, photons, gluons, Z and W bosons, neutrons, and protons. And memory is also something composed of microscopic particles."

"Therefore, for the Golden Core cultivator, memories possess an undeniable and real power."

Ordinary people possess knowledge of how to make handguns.

He also needs to use his hands and tools to forge a pistol.

Only this pistol can be used.

However, for the Golden Core cultivator, my memories recorded the complete laws, which constituted the structure of the laws themselves.

Therefore, memory itself carries power.

In other words, memory itself is that pistol.

The only exception is that it is not a one-to-one replica, such as using multiple particles to carry the information of a single particle; otherwise, any law would have power.

This phenomenon becomes more pronounced as one progresses to the Nascent Soul stage.

The path to the Nascent Soul stage is essentially bound to the memories of the cultivator.

After being removed or deprived.

That part of the memory no longer exists.

A person's personality is determined by their memories.

So after the memory is taken away.

Are you still you?
Therefore, Anling was scolded by the stars for making trouble out of nothing and for struggling with the meaning of self.

Anling then withdrew a portion of the Great Dao from the Stars.

It's tantamount to stripping the stars of their memories.

It changed her personality.

This is the true essence of Anling's lesson to Qunxing.

An Ling's sorrow deepened: "Brother Fang, why are you as stubborn as Qun Xing? You are also a practitioner of the 'Supreme Demon Seed and Spirit Transfer Secret Record'."

"Don't you understand that memories can also be forgotten?"

"Just like ordinary people, ordinary people forget many of their childhood memories as they grow up."

"But can you make this mortal deny his own existence?"

"call out--!"

The insightful laws representing the Myriad Phenomena Mirror returned to Fang Jun's body, and the Dao patterns continued to extend towards the edge of the sky. The entire Anxi City, within a radius of a hundred miles, felt the awakening of a long-dormant deity.

Fang Jun said, "But those are just ordinary people. For us, knowledge is especially important."

"It is part of our personality."

"Without this part, one is no longer a complete self."

Anling sighed: "That's not how it is. The self is not something that can be defined so simply."

“You can use another medium to record knowledge.”

"There's no need to dwell on memories."

It's just like a painting.

You can draw on a table, on paper, or on a person.

Or, as mentioned earlier, use ten particles to replace one particle, a ten-to-one replication of information.

So it seems there's no difference.

"call out--!"

The invisible law representing uprightness and invisibility returned to Fang Jun's body, and his aura spread again, with golden light rapidly spreading over a hundred miles away from Anxi City.

Fang Jun said, "That's not the case. In the microscopic world, quantum particles are in a superposition state. Moreover, they interfere with each other."

"The laws are still acceptable, but they've reached the level of the Great Dao."

"Memory is the Great Way, and the Great Way is memory."

"There is no difference between the two."

"And using other media, or even more media, is completely incapable of recording the Great Dao."

"In that case, depriving the Great Dao is like depriving one of memory."

An Ling's sorrow deepened: "Do you really have to know the Great Dao? With your mortal memories, are you no longer yourself?"

"Wasn't that you when you were a child?"

"call out--!"

The borrowing power principle representing the Great Origin Technique returned to Fang Jun's body, and the golden light that had spread thousands of miles away continued to expand.

Fang Jun said, "It is me, but it is not me."

"If it were me, I would keep pursuing knowledge and working my way up to the level of attaining the Great Dao."

"If I do nothing and just fall into depravity, that's not me."

"I will not admit that I am that kind of person."

The Golden Elixir is the law of life.

The nascent soul is the life of the Great Dao.

Just like a normal person losing their heart is a very serious problem.

The loss of memories by Golden Core cultivators and Nascent Soul cultivators is also an extremely serious problem.

A mind that has gone to school is different from a mind that hasn't.

The mindset when studying mathematics is different from the mindset before studying it.

All kinds of knowledge can have an impact on individuals.

Even sociological and political knowledge can be like this.

Knowledge is also a part of the individual self.

It involves self-awareness.

I am the key to myself.

You might think that Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators are just bored people.

What is there to be so conflicted about regarding something like me?
They were just bored.

Especially after they have lived for a long time.

This is something that is extremely important.

Who am I? Where did I come from? Where am I going?
If one cannot understand.

It cannot be anchored.

Many have chosen self-destruction.

This is the "decline of the Dao heart" of the powerful beings in this universe.

It is something that accompanies a cultivator throughout their life.

Although there are many opportunistic ways to circumvent it.

However, these methods all have significant drawbacks.

For example, fixed mindset.

This will create an extremely powerful cognitive barrier and a blind spot in thinking.

Selective acceptance of knowledge.

Such cultivators will have limited future achievements.

Fang Jun is willing to accept himself during his mortal years.

However, he was unwilling to accept that he was just an ordinary person who did not strive for improvement.

An Ling certainly didn't want him to possess the Great Dao, but how could Fang Jun, who was striving for advancement, be willing to give up the Great Dao?

So Anling's restrictions on Fang Jun were actually killing him.

Then kill Fang Jun completely.

This is the real root of the conflict between Fang Jun and An Ling.

Anling's kindness is a cruelty tinged with kindness.

However, those who haven't reached Fang Jun's level of understanding cannot comprehend such cruelty.

The cultivators from the Great River Sect present were very puzzled.

Why was Fang Jun unwilling to accept An Ling's conditions?

Ok.

Actually, they were thinking more.

Fang Jun did this because he didn't want to lose his power.

But little did people know that for Anling, there were actually many ways to preserve memories.

An Ling sighed again: "Then I'll have no choice but to kill you and then resurrect you."

"call out--!"

The soul laws representing the "Supreme Demon Seed and Spirit Transfer Secret Record" returned to Fang Jun's body.

His aura continued to surge endlessly.

The golden light spread throughout the entire Bianxia region, witnessed by mortals and cultivators throughout the realm.

Fang Jun asked, "How do you resurrect me? Do you kill me and then create a new entity that carries my memories?"

"In my past life, this concept was called immortality of memory, which is often used in science fiction about mechanical ascension."

An Ling smiled and said, "Brother Fang, you know me quite well."

However, once these words were spoken...

All the cultivators from the Great River Sect present were horrified.

So this is what resurrection is like.

What do you call this resurrection?
Is the puppet with its own memories itself itself?
Anling and Fang Jun definitely thought so.

However, cultivators of the Great River School would never understand this.

"Both of them are crazy."

These thoughts flashed through the minds of Mo Yunxiao and some other cultivators from the Great River Sect.

An Ling's face immediately turned cold.

Mo Yunxiao, who was constantly watching the situation, shouted as he left, "True Lord! Spare me..."

Unfortunately, he hadn't finished speaking.

These are all cultivators from the Great River Sect who have ever entertained any disrespectful thoughts.

It all turned to dust.

It was scattered by the wind.

Seeing this, the remaining cultivators of the Great River Sect simply closed their eyes, no longer daring to comprehend even the most obvious Dao patterns.

He fell into a deep sleep using his magic.

It's still at a deeper level.

He was afraid that even in his dreams he might offend Anling.

An Ling smiled and asked, "Brother Fang, how much more is needed?"

"call out--!"

The ethereal laws representing the "Mysterious and Unpredictable Cloud Technique" returned to Fang Jun's body, reaching this point.

The golden light originating from Fang Jun's body has spread out of the Bianxia Domain and is spreading to several surrounding domains.

Fang Jun said, "There's still one step left. Do you need my help?"

The eight chains of law merged into his consciousness, coiling into a sphere that was round, golden, and radiating endless golden light.

This is the golden elixir of immortality cultivators.

His body, which was the foundation of the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, was already empty.

Or to be more precise.

The sea of ​​consciousness, dantian, foundation of the Dao, and other things have all been integrated into one.

It transformed into a golden elixir that contained both laws and self-awareness.

However, Fang Jun's Eight-Turn Golden Elixir was composed of eight chains of laws, coiled layer by layer.

However, it was covered with countless cracks.

Like cracked ice, fine lines crisscrossed, each shimmering with a faint light. The links of the chains of law had broken, and the golden light had dimmed, no longer flowing.

An Ling smiled sweetly and said, "I will definitely help Brother Fang, after all, I love Brother Fang."

"But, Brother Fang, I have a question now."

"I have entrusted you with the fortune of my sixty-year lifespan."

"You are not yet capable of becoming a Golden Core cultivator."

"I'm really in a bit of a dilemma."

……

"Master, Master, why did you call me here?"

Mo Yiyi skipped and hopped into the small courtyard in the center of the fairy island.

Nine years have passed, and the Shimizu Sect has expanded rapidly.

Every available plot of land on the fairy island has been filled with high-rise buildings.

Make full use of the spiritual veins of the fairy island.

However, the area within a one-kilometer radius of this small courtyard is a restricted zone.

It's not just about not being allowed to damage the environment.

They weren't even allowed to enter.

Mo Yiyi, of course, was an exception.

She can come and go as she pleases.

Even so, despite the rapid expansion of the Clear Water Sect, Mo Yiyi was very busy.

She had to rely on her good fortune to lead various experimental projects.

It has been two months since I last came here.

She sometimes wanted to come, but then she thought of the report produced by the Academy of Social Sciences.

I felt immense pressure.

As the master's eldest disciple, I am obligated to share his burdens.

This is my own responsibility.

Never act on emotion.

But today, Fang Jun actually called her over, and he came in person, which made her very happy.

"Master, is it time for our routine check-up again?"

With the rapid increase in the number of Qi Refining cultivators.

The so-called nine levels of Foundation Establishment are now things that can be easily broken.

What about physical body, consciousness, spiritual energy, and spiritual root?

None of these are obstacles for cultivators.

As long as you are willing to spend resources.

Going from the first level of Foundation Establishment to the ninth level is a very easy thing.

It only takes less than a year.

Without mentioning Mo Yiyi's identity.

Given Mo Yiyi's physique, she is able to enjoy the privilege of consuming resources.

Therefore, Mo Yiyi is currently at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment.

This level of cultivation also means that her Dao body is growing rapidly, and the lucky Dao patterns she possesses are becoming more and more wondrous.

It is completely different from the first level of Foundation Establishment.

Therefore, a re-examination is naturally necessary.

However, Mo Yiyi forbade anyone else to inspect these.

Only Fang Jun himself could come.

"Yiyi, we're not having a medical check-up today."

Fang Jun shook his head.

Mo Yiyi's eyes dimmed slightly, but she quickly replied happily, "Then, Master, what did you call me here for today?"

Fang Jun took out a bamboo tube: "Let's draw lots."

Mo Yiyi asked curiously, "Master, don't we usually use a computer to draw the numbers?"

Why is today so special?

Fang Jun laughed and said, "You're not willing?"

Mo Yiyi quickly replied, "Yes, yes, I'm willing to do anything Master says."

Fang Jun shook his head: "Your view is wrong. What do you mean you're willing to listen to your master's every word?"

"Then let me ask you, what if I were to fall into a mental demonic tribulation during my Golden Core stage, causing a drastic change in my thought process?"

Mo Yiyi replied matter-of-factly, "Then of course we'll continue to listen to Master."

"Yi Yi is a person who lives and dies with her master; if she dies, she is her master's ghost."

Fang Jun said speechlessly, "Do you know that people who express their loyalty with such words are generally unreliable?"

Fang Jun recalled that when he was conducting experiments in his previous life, a junior fellow student who had just joined the team said the same thing.

But soon came busy experiments and a demanding boss.

This forced him to resort to various means to change his advisor.

Mo Yiyi pouted: "Master, don't you want to believe Yiyi?"

Fang Jun said, "I am willing."

"But there's a problem: how exactly do you identify your master?"

Mo Yiyi stared into Fang Jun's eyes: "A master is a master! Is there any need to distinguish?"

Fang Jun said, "You are also someone who has read 'The Secret Record of the Supreme Demon Seed and Spirit Transfer' and is also someone who has participated in the study of consciousness and self."

"You should know that the definition of self is different."

"Some members of the Qingshui Sect's Computer Science Academy have already recognized the concept of immortality of memories. They are all uploading their memories to computers."

"Then clone and create your own puppet clone."

"If it weren't for the fact that the precise manipulation of consciousness is still a challenge, they would have succeeded."

"Then let me ask you, if you encountered a similar situation, would you still listen to your master?"

Mo Yiyi blinked: "Master, I don't understand any of what you're saying. I only know that Master is Master."

“Master, you don’t need to worry that I’ve mistaken you for someone else.”

"My intuition tells me who my master is."

"It is absolutely impossible for him to admit his mistake."

Fang Jun said, "There is nothing absolute in this world."

"What if one day you can no longer rely on this intuition?"

"And how would you distinguish between a teacher and a student?"

Mo Yiyi patted her chest confidently and said, "No, my intuition is always right."

Fang Jun smiled and said, "Then please let Mo Yiyi, whose intuition is always effective, draw a lot."

Mo Yiyi was about to nod, but she didn't ask Fang Jun what kind of fortune she had drawn. After all, she had drawn far too many fortunes, and she trusted Fang Jun very much, never asking about such things.

But for some reason, she suddenly hesitated at this moment.

A premonition told her not to draw this lot.

"Master, what does this fortune slip mean?"

Mo Yiyi still asked the question, believing that Fang Jun wouldn't hide anything from her on these issues. Similarly, she wouldn't hide her own feelings.

"I think there's something wrong with this signature."

"It's a bad divination box."

Fang Jun said "Oh," with a thoughtful expression on his face: "It seems that breaking through to the Golden Core stage is very risky, and even your luck can't guarantee it."

"Golden Core!" Mo Yiyi's heart tightened. "Master, is this the sign for breaking through to the Golden Core stage?"

Is the risk of breaking through to the Golden Core stage really that high?

Fang Jun nodded, then shook his head: "You should understand, if you don't advance to the Golden Core stage, you will die; you either fall at the Nascent Soul stage or become a Nascent Soul cultivator."

"Wouldn't there be absolutely no risk involved?"

Mo Yiyi exclaimed, "Master, you'll be alright. You'll definitely be alright. You haven't come to see the play with me yet!"

Nine years ago, Fang Jun promised Mo Yiyi that they would go to see a play together.

But the real result is...

He's so busy, he's constantly on the go.

It is constantly processing large amounts of information.

Even her interactions with Mo Yiyi and Bai Xiaoxin were inseparable from work.

Mo Yiyi understands Fang Jun very well.

So I never urged them to keep up, and just pretended that the agreement didn't exist.

Fang Jun was taken aback: "You still care about this? I thought you didn't care anymore."

Mo Yiyi shook her head: "How could I not care? I always remember everything my master promised me."

"For example, the first spirit stone, the first cultivation technique, the first mid-grade spirit stone."

"Wait, I remember it all perfectly."

Fang Jun smiled and said, "Actually, I remember all of that too. It's not so easy for cultivators to lose their memories."

"Would you like me to go to the theater with you now? I can actually make time for it."

"It just so happens that a new movie has just been released at the Film and Drama Academy, called 'The Story of Jin Dan'."

Don't assume that the Qingshui Sect is purely a research sect.

In fact, entertainment was very developed within the Qingshui Sect.

Ordinary movies and plays are the basics.

They even created virtual spaces that people could experience in person.

Moreover, they invented various games created based on virtual space.

Of course, the original purpose of virtual space was to assist in learning.

For example, the "Book Mountain and Sea of ​​Questions" space within the Qing Shui Sect was the most popular. Mo Yiyi flatly refused: "No, I'm so busy right now, where would I find the time? I'd rather do scientific research than watch plays."

Fang Jun: “…”

Fang Jun said, "Alright. How about this fortune slip?"

Without hesitation, Mo Yiyi stepped forward and took it, clutching it tightly in her hand: "Master, you must remember your promise to me."

"You absolutely must come with me to see a play!"

Fang Jun smiled and said, "I will definitely go with you."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yiyi placed the slip of paper in Fang Jun's hand: "Master, I'm going to conduct my experiment."

Fang Jun nodded: "Go ahead."

Then, without hesitation, Mo Yiyi turned around and flew away.

Fang Jun paused for a moment, then finally opened the slip of paper.

[The 532nd proposal regarding the fusion of laws into the Great Dao]

……

A region under Bianjing.

Anxi City.

At first, the golden Dao patterns emanating from the banquet hall caught the attention of the cultivators.

Some of these Dao patterns resemble a soaring blue phoenix, others look like intricate patterns on a tortoise shell, and still others transform into a string of stars.

Moreover, it was not stationary, but slowly rotating in the air, each change bringing with it a golden light that illuminated the sky above Anxi City.

One of the cultivators asked, "What is this?"

Immediately, a cultivator exclaimed, "These are Dao patterns! This is the manifestation of the Great Dao in the world!"

The cultivator who asked the question immediately retorted, gazing at the sky with a mesmerizing look: "Of course I know these are Dao patterns! But have you ever seen any Dao patterns that are so easy to understand, that make it so simple to comprehend the truths of the world?"

"I just glanced at it and found traces of my cultivation technique's operation. By referring to it, my cultivation speed increased by a fraction."

"So what exactly is this thing?"

The cultivator who was refuted said, "How would I know? However, I also sensed something familiar in these Dao patterns, and I must quickly comprehend it."

For cultivators.

Dao patterns are knowledge.

knowledge is power.

Knowledge that used to require a price to acquire is now readily available.

How can we not cherish it?
Therefore, all cultivators in Anxi City, regardless of their profession, stopped what they were doing.

Gazing at the golden light in the sky.

As for what exactly happened at the center of the light, and why this strange phenomenon occurred.

The strange phenomena even brought enormous pressure from a psychological perspective.

But they still observed the Dao pattern, not wanting to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Or perhaps they believe that these side effects are necessary to take advantage of the opportunity.

For ordinary people, things are much simpler.

They had long since bowed down in worship to the city, but they couldn't understand the Dao patterns or know what had happened.

But the ancient genes that originate within them tell them something.

A great being is about to descend.

However, immediately afterward, the golden light surged, and the mental pressure intensified.

Ordinary people continued to worship him and were not affected.

But the cultivators began to feel fear, as they were able to perceive this aura more clearly than ordinary people.

This aura is even stronger than before.

The pressure was much stronger than before.

The Dao patterns are naturally much more powerful.

It is also easier for people to understand.

However, this also means that the danger is greater.

It's definitely not Foundation Establishment!

Is it a golden elixir, or...?

At the critical moment when the ruler of Anxi City was welcoming the envoys of the Mountain God Sect.

Such a thing has happened.

Life or opportunity?
"run!"

Some cultivators started to run away.

They transformed into streaks of light and flew towards the horizon.

They flew away from Anxi City.

Of course, there were also cultivators who didn't run away; they kept their eyes fixed on the Dao patterns in the sky.

"I feel that if I continue to comprehend it, my cultivation technique will reach the limit of the mortal level."

"Haha, you're only at the mortal level! I want to comprehend the essence of the realm and leap to the spirit level!"

“Those who ran away are cowards. Haven’t they heard that fortune and misfortune are intertwined? And judging from the way this aura continues to grow, they can’t escape.”

"That's right, no one can escape!"

The golden light surged again, catching up with the cultivators who had fled from Anxi City.

"If I can't run, I might as well not run! I'm wasting my time trying to comprehend the Dao patterns!"

“That’s right, I’ve always advocated for studying Dao patterns.”

An immense pressure enveloped their minds.

This forced them to make a pilgrimage to Anxi City.

Welcoming the birth of a new god.

Jin Guang continued its surge.

"What is that? An inscription woven from such magnificent and exquisite Dao patterns?"

Tens of thousands of miles away, a cultivator asked in bewilderment, his whole body trembling, but his heart was filled with joy.

He was not only pleased that he could glean wisdom from these Dao patterns.

They also rejoice in the new things that come into the world.

"That is the Dao!" a cultivator suddenly exclaimed. It was information he had seen in an ancient book: "In the beginning, when everything was in chaos, nine rays broke through the darkness. Suddenly, red characters floated in the heavens, their light like silk, their sound like an infant's. They were neither gold nor jade, but had eight edges and six colors, and slowly descended from the heavens."

When golden light covered the entire Bianxia region.

Adhering to the principle of "observing the way of heaven and acting in accordance with the trend," the Palace Master of Guantian Palace looked at the spreading golden light. As soon as the Dao patterns in the golden light came into contact with it, his Dao of Heavenly Secrets, which had been stuck in a bottleneck, began to rise.

But suddenly he burst into tears: "When the Great Dao was first born, all living beings rejoiced. The wise clapped their hands and understood the profound mystery, while the foolish danced and received the grace of Heaven. But good and bad fortune are the same in the same hexagram, which cannot be explained by the Book of Changes."

……

The territory of the Tranquil River.

Golden light flowed like a living thing, spreading from the horizon. At first, it was just a few strands of golden light, but in an instant, it wove together into a dazzling net of light.

Within the net of light, countless Dao patterns swam like fish, seemingly about to leap out of the net.

But it was tightly locked in by the big net.

"Sharp!"

"Promote heat!"

"Streaming light!"

"Insight!"

"invisible!"

“Use force!”

"soul!"

"Ethereal!"

"Fortune or misfortune!"

Looking at these strange phenomena, Bai Xiaoxin felt a sense of urgency.

Nan Qiaoqiao asked curiously, "Sister Bai, what are these things? There are so many Dao patterns, and they look very familiar to me."

"I have a feeling I've seen him before at the Qingshui Sect."

Bai Xiaoxin exhaled: "This isn't a Dao pattern, it's a law! No! This is the Great Dao!"

Nan Qiaoqiao's consciousness froze for a moment, but she quickly recovered, her tone a mixture of unease and excitement: "Our Qingshui Sect is about to produce a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

Bai Xiaoxin said, "Mm."

Nan Qiaoqiao quickly realized what was going on: "Sister Bai, is there some kind of obstacle involved?"

Nan Qiaoqiao lacked sufficient authority and was unaware of the ultimate secrets of the Qingshui Sect.

Bai Xiaoxin said, "Currently, the Qingshui Sect is mainly researching the Nine Laws. However, despite this, the last Law, the Law of Fortune and Misfortune, has not yet been completed."

"Integrating related laws is even more difficult."

"Moreover, even a single law involves the cultivator's self-awareness."

"Integrating them is also very difficult."

Even if you don't have strict requirements for your self-definition.

"But even as a Foundation Establishment cultivator, you cannot arbitrarily modify yourself."

"To achieve the Golden Core, one must complete the fusion of the laws."

Normal cultivation involves comprehending and gradually developing great supernatural powers.

This process needs to be adapted to individual differences, especially differences in self-awareness.

Even with the same great supernatural power, different souls (self-awareness) will cultivate different laws.

You cannot simply apply the template.

In other words, the rules are exclusive.

However, it is clear that even with a complete diagram of the laws, it is still possible to achieve this.

The human soul map of the Qingshui Sect is also incomplete.

Of course, as the sect leader, Fang Jun has the right to prioritize the study of his soul map.

Nan Qiaoqiao asked in surprise, "Then how dare the Sect Master break through? Aren't you afraid..."

At this point, Nan Qiaoqiao quickly stopped talking.

At this point, she already knew that Fang Jun was Bai Xiaoxin's master.

Bai Xiaoxin said, "You mean death? No, maybe you won't die."

"Because of luck."

Nan Qiaoqiao asked with some doubt, "Luck? Could it be the result of research on the law of fortune and misfortune?"

Bai Xiaoxin did not answer Nan Qiaoqiao's question.

It's just getting faster and faster.

Try every possible way to increase the speed of everything.

Increase the speed of travel to Bianxia.

"Senior sister, why didn't you reply to my message?"

"What the hell are you doing?"

Even before she saw the golden light spread, Bai Xiaoxin had already contacted Mo Yiyi to tell her what was happening.

However, Mo Yiyi seemed to have disappeared.

He did not reply to Bai Xiaoxin's messages.

……

On the fairy island.

Bai Xiaoxin walked to Mo Yiyi's laboratory.

This laboratory is very close to the central courtyard of Fairy Island, within a one-kilometer radius.

"Senior sister, are you there?"

"If you're there, answer me quickly."

Since Mo Yiyi didn't reply to the message, Bai Xiaoxin naturally sent her real body to ask Mo Yiyi.

No reply.

There was no reply whatsoever.

Mo Yiyi's laboratory seemed to be empty.

No one answered.

Despite her anxiety, Bai Xiaoxin still observed with her own eyes.

However, the results were found to be randomly variable.

Good times, bad times.

Like the superposition state of quantum mechanics.

Everything is unknown until the actual results are in.

This made Bai Xiaoxin even more uneasy.

She thought of Master Qixia before he died.

That seems to be the case.

At that time, her cultivation level was only at the Qi Refining stage, so it was normal that she couldn't see the future direction.

And now she has already reached the ninth level of Foundation Establishment...

"boom--!"

Bai Xiaoxin no longer hesitated; she began to force her way into the laboratory. Even if she would be scolded by Mo Yiyi afterward, she was determined to get in.

However, the result was the same as Mo Yiyi's, who had previously tried to escape the fairy island.

They were transported away by the laws of space.

"The ethereal laws? The protective formation connected to the Immortal Island's grand formation?"

"Taiyin! Use all your strength to break the great formation on the Immortal Island!"

"Received, model of the Immortal Island Array is being built..."

Bai Xiaoxin looked at the laboratory in front of her.

This is in a charming little house.

The small house is not large, and its main structure is built of light blue bamboo, with supple vines winding around the bamboo joints, as if it had grown naturally.

The roof was covered with fine, spiritual grass, which shimmered slightly with a silvery light and swayed gently in the wind.

Most importantly, this little house was something that Mo Yiyi asked Fang Jun to build.

"Master, what are you thinking about?"

"And you too, senior sister? Why won't you see me?"

"Has the worst-case scenario predicted by those students at the Academy of Social Sciences actually occurred?"

……

An Ling said, "Brother Fang, give me some reaction, okay?"

"Aren't you curious about where my luck has been depleted?"

"That represents my luck over sixty years, which is no small amount."

"Do you know how long it would take me to accumulate so much good fortune?"

Fang Jun said calmly, "What use is luck?"

An Ling said, "Haven't you already experienced the effects of luck?"

"So it can accelerate the improvement of cultivation?"

"Or is Brother Fang not satisfied with this speed?"

"Need faster speed?"

"But I really don't have any left, not a single bit."

"If you hadn't realized this, why would you be here to see me now?"

"You wish you could stay for another ten years, right?"

"After all, you seem to have a greater advantage with each additional year."

"Isn't that so?"

"Brother Fang?"

Ignoring An Ling's words, Fang Jun continued to ask, "What exactly is the use of luck?"

An Ling smiled and said, "If Brother Fang wants to know, I can even give you a structural diagram of the Great Dao of Destiny."

"Of course, this map is incomplete."

"If it is complete, I will be the controller of the Great Dao of Destiny."

"By the way, Brother Fang."

"I must remind you that the Dao Master of the Great Dao of Destiny has actually left this world."

"Don't overthink things."

Fang Jun said, "No, I'm asking you a question: what is luck?"

"I'm not asking you for the diagram of the Path of Fortune."

After hearing Fang Jun's words, a trace of sadness appeared in An Ling's eyes.

Just like the sadness and joy before.

Her sorrow was so convincing.

Looks pitiful.

It makes you want to feel sorry for them.

Fang Jun said, "Don't put on these pretentious acts. I know your feelings are genuine."

"But you should also understand that this has no effect on me."

"Just look me in the eyes and tell me, what is destiny?"

Yes.

Anling's feelings are genuine.

At least for the time being, it couldn't be more real.

Therefore, Fang Jun never doubted the authenticity of these feelings.

That's why he felt disgusted.

Of course, don't assume that Anling is harmless just because this is true.

Different people have different values ​​and ways of thinking.

An Ling's love for Fang Jun is neither contradictory nor conflicting with her desire to kill him.

An Ling said sadly, "Brother Fang, really, I'm not talking to you anymore."

"boom--!"

An Ling stomped her foot, and the golden light that had spread in all directions suddenly paused, seemingly showing a tendency to shrink.

"Luck! Luck!"

"Isn't it just the power of the people?"

"The more territory you rule, the more fortune you will reap."

"The Lord of Destiny is also a very kind-hearted person."

"He invented this method that benefits all people; otherwise, to put it bluntly..."

"All the mortals in this world have long been refined into the Myriad Soul Banner."

"You should know that research can still be conducted within the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls."

"It won't have any impact."

Fang Jun closed his eyes slightly: "Just as I thought."

Fang Jun once discussed with Mo Yiyi that luck is the way cultivators reap the rewards of the world.

However, with the study of laws and the Great Way.

Fang Jun thought of a question.

That is the uniqueness of the Great Dao.

This means that knowing the diagram of the Great Dao means mastering the Great Dao.

Would these high and mighty Nascent Soul cultivators allow others to master the Great Dao?

In extreme cases, this could lead to a mass extinction.

Of course, people are always useful.

It can also help the Nascent Soul, so the Nascent Soul will not do anything destructive.

Even a Nascent Soul cultivator would be willing.

Other Nascent Soul cultivators were also unwilling.

However, when the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul that performs acts of destruction cannot match that of other Nascent Souls of the Undying World.

Then raising ordinary people in captivity will become the mainstream.

That's right, they're raised in captivity.

Just as An Ling said, the souls of mortals, and even the souls of cultivators, are refined into the Myriad Soul Banner.

Provide services to those Nascent Soul cultivators.

Do not!
Perhaps there was such a period in the history of the cultivation world.

The turning point was clearly the appearance of the Lord of Destiny.

The Lord of Destiny may not be noble, but his actions have clearly changed the world.

It made life a little easier for ordinary people in this world.

An Ling laughed happily: "Brother Fang, I knew I hadn't misjudged you. You are kind-hearted and compassionate towards ordinary people."

"That's why they took such good care of me when I was isolated as a child."

"So much so that I fell in love with you."

"This is cause and effect, Brother Fang."

Fang Jun opened his eyes and looked at An Ling with bright eyes: "Then, for the sake of your beloved Brother Fang, could you make a small sacrifice?"

An Ling smiled and said, "If Brother Fang asks me, I'd be willing."

Fang Jun said, "I will not ask you for anything."

"An Ling!"

"Give me your destiny, and help me truly become a Nascent Soul cultivator!"

An Ling stared at Fang Jun, her gaze seemingly piercing through his body, looking at the shattered and unrecognizable Eight-Turn Golden Core.

She said, feeling wronged, "Brother Fang, how could you talk to someone like that?"

"They will be very sad."

Fang Jun said coldly, "Give it to me! I command you to give me your fortune so that I can become a Nascent Soul cultivator."

An Ling smiled indulgently: "Alright, alright."

"I will entrust my luck to Brother Fang."

"To help Brother Fang become a Nascent Soul cultivator."

After saying that, An Ling exhaled a breath of dark yellow energy: "This is the fortune I have accumulated over three Jiazi (60 years)."

"Brother Fang, you should use it carefully."

"Don't let me down."

Fang Jun gazed at the dark yellow mass of air, which resembled clouds and mist, with faint outlines of undulating mountains and rushing rivers, interspersed with the glow of countless lights, exuding an aura of peace and tranquility.

Countless tiny Dao patterns are born and die, each evolving into a myriad of artistic conceptions.

Some farmers, facing the loess soil with their backs to the sky, look up at the heavens and pray for favorable weather and abundant harvests.

Some merchants travel far and wide, persistently praying for abundant wealth amidst the hustle and bustle of the city.

There are scholars who study diligently through the years, their pens sharp as iron, determined to achieve their ambitions of passing the imperial examinations with flying colors.

Deeper still, there is the joy of children playing in the alleys, the satisfaction of old men sitting leisurely in the courtyard chatting about the year's harvest, and the gentle humming of women weaving.

"That's what luck is all about!"

Fang Jun took a deep breath, and his luck flowed into his body.

at the same time.

The chains representing the laws of fortune and misfortune began to sway, as if they were about to return to Fang Jun's body.

The golden light, which had been confined to a few surrounding areas, began to spread again.

(End of this chapter)