Cultivating Immortality Starts with Rubbing a Computer

Chapter 49: 62 strands of mana
"This is clearly an action targeting the blacksmith shop!" said a blacksmith angrily.

"That's right. If we continue like this, we will suffer sooner or later." Another person echoed with uneasiness in his tone.

"Boss, you have to give us an explanation."

Everyone looked at the shopkeeper in green standing beside them, their eyes full of worry.

The shopkeeper had a bitter face and a serious expression: "Don't worry, I will definitely go to the higher-ups to ask for an explanation. After all, this concerns everyone's personal safety, and I will not sit idly by."

The shopkeeper himself worked in the blacksmith shop, so if anything happened, he would not be spared.

Therefore, he paid special attention to this matter.

He paused, then soothed, "Actually, I've observed that the tinsmith shop that was attacked last time, and the one that exploded this time, are both shops that refine high-quality spiritual materials."

"And our blacksmith shop only refines some insignificant spiritual sand, which is at most equivalent to the first three levels of Qi Refining."

"So, don't panic too much."

"Of course, I won't forget to ask for an explanation."

After hearing the shopkeeper's assurance, the monks felt a little relieved.

They believed that the shopkeeper would not joke about his own life, and they also felt that the shopkeeper's analysis made sense.

After all, how could their small blacksmith shop be worth making such a fuss?

At this moment, Old Man He came over with an ugly expression and said awkwardly, "Uh... Boss, I was injured again due to the fluctuation of the earth veins."

"Old man He, why is it you again!" someone couldn't help but teased.

"Yes, yes, why is it always you? You are so unlucky!" another person continued with a smile.

"Is it a technical problem? You go to Yanliu Lane so often that the women have worn down your skills!"

Everyone burst into laughter, trying to use jokes to dilute the fear in their hearts.

Old man He's face turned red and white. He opened his mouth but said nothing.

The shopkeeper shook his head helplessly: "Then go and rest, but remember the rules."

Old Man He sighed, took out a low-grade spirit stone from his arms and placed it in the shopkeeper's hand.

His hand hovered for a long time, opening and closing, but finally released.

Fang Jun was still the same passerby as always. Apart from showing some persistence in cultivation, everything else was mediocre.

……

"Another explosion!"

On the way back to his rented apartment, Fang Jun frowned, secretly calculating the will of heaven in his heart.

However, no matter how he deduced, the result remained unclear.

It is not chaotic, but clearly shows "good luck" or "bad luck".

But this result, which is inconsistent with reality, is precisely the most disturbing.

Not knowing whether it is true or false will make people suspicious, which will lead to great misunderstandings and make it difficult for people to make decisions.

The only thing that made Fang Jun feel a little relieved was that he had already made preparations.

Before the last earth vein explosion, he noticed the abnormality and specially wrote a program to allow Yuanshen No. 3 to monitor the changes in the earth fire at all times.

In this way, like this time, he can immediately notice something unusual and escape from the danger zone in time.

And just run ten meters away from the underground fire.

The damage you need to endure is no longer fatal.

This was confirmed by survivors of the first explosion.

Fang Jun also roughly calculated his current strength based on the cultivation levels of those survivors.

Even if he was at the center of the explosion, an explosion of this magnitude would not be enough to hurt him.

"Why would an accident happen in Hongsha City when everything was fine?"

"Could it be related to the war outside the realm?"

"Or is it the rumored power struggle within Yunyan Pavilion?"

"Or was it really just a simple accident?"

"Buzz!" Thinking of this, the Tianjun Sword in his dantian, which was already covered with three patterns of gold, white and blue, stopped vibrating. After calculating for a long time without any results, Fang Jun stopped calculating.

"Forget it, improving your strength is the most important thing!"

"The Tianjun Sword has been refined after the explosion, and only needs to be refined to the seventh level."

"My own cultivation will also improve in a month and a half."

"The White Cloud Sword Intent also needs to be optimized and upgraded. Hmm... it shouldn't be as difficult as the Red Cloud Sword Intent, but it will still take time."

"In short, as long as you are strong, any problem is not a problem."

[Magic Weapon (I): Tianjun Sword (Sixth Level of Qi Refining)]

[Energy: 42.32 | Mana (620664/660000)]

"Red Cloud Sword Intent Analysis Progress: 28.22%… 28.23%… 28.24%…"

……

The atmosphere in the Yunyan Pavilion was solemn.

Zhuang Chenfeng's eyes flashed red, and his voice was low but full of anger: "Feng Hang! What's going on?"

"Didn't you say the traitor has been caught?"

"What's going on with this explosion?"

"Are all those people in the dungeon fake?"

"You framed me?"

"Or are you doing a bad job?"

"There are only remnants outside!"

"Or did you accept bribes?"

"Let those traitors go!"

"How on earth do you do things!"

"You didn't do anything! Whose belly did you sleep on?"

Feng Hang lowered his head, saying nothing as he allowed Zhuang Chenfeng to scold him. In his heart, he secretly complained, "Didn't you approve the arrests before they happened? Didn't you pass the judgment after they were arrested? Didn't you accept the benefits from the house raids? What's the point of saying all this now?"

He knew Zhuang Chenfeng very well, and he liked to vent his emotions on his own, even if it was not true.

And many things will not be said explicitly to avoid giving people a chance to talk.

If I didn't know how to advance and retreat and could not figure out his thoughts, I would not be able to become his confidant.

Zhuang Chenfeng vented for a full half hour before finally calming down and saying calmly, "Feng Hang, tell me what you think."

Feng Hang raised his head, his expression calm and steady. "In my opinion, this matter was still the work of those rebellious people within the pavilion, and has nothing to do with the cultivators outside."

"They are so familiar with the power of the earth veins that there is nothing they cannot study."

Zhuang Chenfeng snorted coldly, "You don't need to tell me that, I know it too. But what I don't understand is why they are so bold! Aren't they afraid that I will report it to my uncle?"

Feng Hang lowered his head slightly and spoke respectfully, "They are probably betting that the Great Elder is too busy cultivating to bother with trivial matters at the Qi Refining level."

Zhuang Chenfeng narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice, "I understand without you having to tell me. As long as the tax revenue is safe, a Foundation Establishment cultivator like Master Uncle will naturally not interfere in the mundane affairs of us Qi Refining cultivators."

"Hateful! They are so unscrupulous, aren't they afraid that I will be doomed?"

Feng Hang said in a deep voice, "They are just blinded by greed and have lost their minds."

Zhuang Chenfeng slammed the table and said angrily, "I've told you everything. I understand everything!"

"No matter what the reason! Feng Hang, you continue to catch the traitor!"

"If they dare to make trouble, keep arresting them!"

"Until no one dares to make trouble!"

Feng Hang cupped his hands and said firmly, "I obey your orders!"

Finally, Zhuang Chenfeng said, "Don't forget to find a disciple to behead to appease the people. Hmm... I think we should take Deputy Pavilion Master Qi's disciple."

Feng Hang: "I obey your command!"

(End of this chapter)