Cultivating Immortality Starts with Rubbing a Computer

Chapter 59 Greed
The second stop is the Sutra Pavilion of Yunyan Pavilion.

Generally speaking, this is the place where martial arts techniques are sold.

It is also the place least affected by the unrest.

This is because although there is a threshold for the disciples of Yunyan Pavilion to obtain the martial arts, the threshold for obtaining the martial arts is not high.

What is high is the various resources needed to practice the exercises.

That is the biggest problem that limits the practice of cultivating immortals.

Even the comprehension required to comprehend the skills comes second.

Without the destruction of the monks from Yunyan Pavilion, how could other ordinary cultivators break through the protection of the Sutra Pavilion?

Even if you covet the skills, you cannot enter.

Fang Jun arrived openly and honestly, without hiding anything, and broke through the guards of the Sutra Pavilion with unstoppable force: "Where is your technique? Let me see it."

The Yunyan Pavilion disciple of the Sutra Pavilion smiled bitterly and said, "I will take you there for a tour right away."

Fang Jun nodded, and soon followed the disciples of Yunyan Pavilion into the place where the martial arts techniques were collected, and recorded all the martial arts techniques.

Unfortunately, the skills here are at most at the mortal level.

Although there are many secret methods.

But there is no spiritual level technique involved.

Fang Jun asked, "That's it?"

The Yunyan Pavilion disciple beside him understood Fang Jun's thoughts: "Senior, that's all. The better skills are not here, but in the hands of our great-grandmaster."

The great-uncle master he was referring to was naturally Jiang Yuanhe.

However, for Qi Ran and Jiang Yuanhe's items.

Fang Jun planned to adopt the same handling strategy as You Zhimeng and Lei Pu, which was to avoid touching it as much as possible.

Avoid deeper entanglements.

Even if its value is likely to be the highest.

Of course, Fang Jun couldn't allow himself to always gain nothing.

Therefore, the supplies and skills from Hongsha City must be taken, although this also involves the issue of heaven's secrets.

But it is much safer than directly taking Qi Ran and Jiang Yuanhe's supplies.

After that, it seemed that Fang Jun's luck had run out.

The subsequent divination did not reveal any good opportunities, only some scattered gains.

Fang Jun was not discouraged because he didn't have it in the first place.

So it’s nice to have more, but it doesn’t matter if you don’t have any.

In fact, we can have this great harvest.

This was beyond Fang Jun's expectations.

……

"Hehehe! Spiritual stones, spiritual materials, elixirs, whatever treasures you have, bring them out."

Old Man He's face flushed red as he spoke loudly to the newly found surviving monk from Hongsha City.

A cultivator scolded, "You're only at the second level of Qi Refining. You really don't know how high the heavens are and how deep the earth is. Who gave you the courage to blackmail me?"

Old Man He smiled sinisterly, and the sword energy given by Fang Jun rose in the air: "Who do you think gave me the courage?"

The cultivator who scolded him immediately changed color: "It's Senior Foundation Establishment!"

Who among the cultivators in the city hadn't witnessed the sword light that just killed the entire city? If they had wanted to resist, they would have been reduced to a corpse long ago.

The monk immediately lowered his head and asked, "Senior Foundation Establishment, what are your instructions?"

Old Man He shouted, "Didn't you hear me clearly? Spiritual stones, spiritual materials, elixirs, etc., anything valuable, hand it over."

"Remember, this is not the seniors encroaching on your supplies."

"We need to investigate whether you stole any supplies from Yunyan Pavilion during this turmoil."

Old Man He glanced at these monks with a sinister look: "I know you have something to hide."

“I don’t want to give it all out.”

"But I must remind you that you only have one life." "If you want to test the senior's heart with your own life, you can give it a try."

The faces of the monks showed bitterness. No matter what they thought in their hearts, they at least pretended to do what Old Man He said.

Old Man He looked at the spirit stones that were gathering more and more, and his heart was burning with anger: "Haha, of course I know that you guys must be hiding something."

"After all, who would be willing to hand over the supplies they worked so hard to obtain?"

"But hiding it is the best thing to do."

"I just happened to follow their example and embezzle some of the supplies I got."

"Pay less tribute to Old Man Li."

"Anyway, with his magnanimity, he probably wouldn't care about this. And even if something were to happen, we can just blame these monks who hid the supplies."

……

Three hours later, the foundation-building battlefield.

"Senior, these are the confiscated supplies. Please take a look."

Fang Jun glanced at the shopkeeper, who was covered with storage bags, and the other monks in the blacksmith shop, and felt both amused and helpless.

He said calmly, "Let me check."

The spiritual sense scan was very fast, and all the supplies were counted in a short while.

Fang Jun chose a storage bag with the largest storage capacity, took out some of it, and took out 10,000 low-grade spirit stones.

The rest can be left directly in the original storage bag.

"The inspection is complete, there are no problems, and the remaining items will be returned to their original owners."

The shopkeeper was surprised when he heard this: "Senior!"

Others also seemed a little bit unbelievable. The roughly collected materials here were at least 100,000 low-grade spirit stones?
Senior, you only charge about 20%, this is too - too kind.

Fang Jun said calmly, "Alright, I need to retreat and recuperate for a while. In half a day, other cultivators from the Yunyan Pavilion will arrive to take over."

"Here's a piece of advice for you: never touch anything that doesn't belong to you."

After saying that, Fang Jun ignored them.

His body turned into a sword light, leaped up, and disappeared at the edge of the sky.

The shopkeeper said, "This...what should I do?"

A monk suggested, "Why don't we divide these supplies?"

The shopkeeper's eyes flashed with a sharp light: "Do you know what it means to take these supplies? The senior may not come back after this trip. And the advice he gave."

The monk at the smithy was not stupid.

If they had not had a karmic entanglement with Fang Jun, they would not have taken the initiative to jump in and join the game.

Naturally, some of them speculated that Fang Jun might be a member of a third-party independent camp.

This departure further proves these views.

Old Man He shouted, "We must return these supplies, but not all of them. We can divide some of them and say that they were taken by our seniors. Who would know?"

"What Old Man He said makes sense."

"That's right. Besides, if we go back, will they believe we didn't take it? It's better to just pass it on to the seniors."

"It's a pity that it's the time of the Outer Realm War. Otherwise, we could have taken these supplies and moved to other places to live."

The shopkeeper said seriously, "My meaning remains the same as before. I won't take a penny of these supplies. If you take them, you might suffer bad luck."

"Don't forget the advice!"

Old Man He said nonchalantly, "Boss, you're rich, so of course you don't care. I don't have that much money, and I won't be able to earn that much in my lifetime. Anyway, I took it. Advice is something you should just listen to, don't take it too seriously."

Under his leadership, some monks from the blacksmith shop also took the majority.

Of course, there were also some rational monks who, like the shopkeeper, felt that it was inappropriate to take it.

Because they think they don't have the ability to protect their wealth.

Others take less, making just a small profit.

Half a day later, monks from Yunyan Pavilion arrived. Those who took more died, suffering the pain of their souls being burned in the fire before death. Those who took less suffered the pain of forced labor. Only those who took nothing were safe.

(End of this chapter)