Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 1309 Modify Cultivation Technique

Sometimes, to deal with people who are desperately asking for "survival," you need someone with a hard heart.

The words Chen Shengwang said, as a experienced old man, were perfectly reasonable, but if someone like Li Shishi or Yang Yuxin were to say them, they might come off as cold, ruthless, and heartless.

The person arguing with Chen Shengwang was also ashamed and angry, saying, "We’re all dying here, if you keep pushing us, we might do something irrational... I’m dying, what do I have to be afraid of?"

This is the tricky part of the matter: when terminal patients get desperate, anyone would find it headache-inducing.

But Chen Shengwang was truly unafraid. He stepped forward and grabbed the other person’s collar with a smile, saying, "Why don’t you try saying that again?"

There were a dozen people here, and he, looking like a middle-aged man (though actually older), took the initiative to provoke, which left everyone stunned.

A hot-headed young man already walked over, ready to push or even hit him, but the youngest patient shouted, "Everyone, calm down, we need to talk things over calmly."

Getting physical here might gain you the upper hand temporarily, but you might not even manage to escape the site, let alone leave Zhengyang.

Chen Shengwang acted as if he didn’t see anyone else and continued holding the person’s collar, casually saying, "Do you believe I could use the Yin Wind Death Technique, and you wouldn’t see tomorrow’s sun? Who are you trying to scare with this talk of dying?"

Hearing this, the person finally became timid, "Master, I didn’t mean it like that, I just want to live."

Only then did Chen Shengwang let go, and after looking around, he said, "Get out within ten minutes, and I’ll let this old man off. Otherwise, you’ll have your bodies collected tomorrow."

His casual mention of the "Yin Wind Death Technique" truly frightened everyone. There are many superstitions and legends in Baiyue, especially that Boss Hu, who was still trembling, his face pale, wanting to beg for mercy but unable to speak.

So everyone quickly got into the cars, and once inside, someone timidly asked, "Master, what about our illness..."

"Figure it out yourselves," Chen Shengwang waved his hand, speaking lightly, "This time I’m giving face to Qing Xiaozi, but if you dare cause trouble again, I’ll put you on Luohua’s blacklist!"

Hearing there was still a chance for treatment, the group hurriedly left, thinking of other ways to get indicators from elsewhere, since they couldn’t try their luck at Luohua anymore.

They walked out of the construction area, then another kilometer away from the expansion zone, and finally parked four cars by a farmland. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

Before long, Boss Hu took a deep breath and then started cursing, "That damn fool actually dared to use Daoist magic to harm people... bastard, almost froze me to death."

Everyone was amazed at this, and then someone advised him, "Brother Hu, watch your words. That person has great power. Isn’t it normal to suffer a little if you disrespect them? I’m not criticizing you, but maybe you should change your temper."

Boss Hu, having been strong his whole life, was still unwilling to back down, "Is it right for him to use Daoist magic to harm people? If I don’t avenge this disgrace, I’m not a man!"

The young patient finally couldn’t hold back, "Elder Hu, you were the one who insulted him first. If he hadn’t taken back the Yin Wind Death, you wouldn’t see tomorrow’s sun. Can you really mess with someone with such power?"

Boss Hu was indeed a bit daunted by this man. Not to mention, this person had more money than he did. Boasting assets in the billions, he was just a landlord, while the other did import and export business with annual turnovers of billions, a vast gap in status and position.

So he replied irritably, "Brother Kuang, I just feel that these people don’t respect us."

"We’re already in this situation, what respect can we ask for?" Brother Kuang sighed, pulling out his mobile phone, "Let me call Master Qingxiao again."

Qing Xiaozi, upon hearing their description, knew who they had encountered, "That was Fellow Daoist Chen from Fanghu. In terms of Daoist magic strength, he’s the second person in the Huaxia Daoist Sects, only after Feng Jun. You all are really bold to provoke him?"

"Even if not considering his power, just talking about his assets, they’re more than the three of you combined. How do you think you can fight him?"

Boss Hu, hearing this, felt a bit indignant, "What does he do?"

Qing Xiaozi had a good relationship with Chen Shengwang and knew him well, "He has properties in major cities across China, owns an entire residential area in Mo City, has real estate in Omai, farms in Australia and Kanada... your money doesn’t compare at all."

Boss Hu was truly shocked by this, "Such a person is in charge of the gate at Luohua?"

"Because Feng Jun is much stronger, a hundred Chen Shengwangs can’t match one of his fingers," Qing Xiaozi sighed deeply, "Master Chen could stay at Luohua because he asked for it. Otherwise, do you think Feng Jun would care about him?"

The others, hearing this, were stunned for a long time—Master Feng at Luohua was actually that powerful?

Finally, Brother Kuang spoke with a tremor in his voice, "Then... cultivating under him, can one attain immortality?"

Qing Xiaozi was silent, then sighed quietly after a while, "Immortality... it’s not that easy. But you’ve seen Master Chen, haven’t you? Do you know? He’s only eight years younger than me."

"No way?" Brother Kuang gasped, "He looks about my age, yet he’s actually over seventy?"

"I’m eighty-nine this year," Qing Xiaozi’s voice came from the phone, "He’s eighty-one."

The carriage fell into silence, and no one spoke for a long time.

Feng Jun was unaware of everything happening outside. He was currently obsessed with one thing: modifying Cultivation Techniques.

With his perspective and cultivation level, he shouldn’t have been so inflated—ordinary Golden Core Masters wouldn’t have this kind of courage.

Yet, as luck would have it, someone at the Emergence Stage or above had told him, it’s best if you deduce your Golden Core Stage cultivation technique yourself, and he had kept this advice in mind.

However, the risks of deducing cultivation techniques are significant; it’s too easy for cultivators to go astray, and even fatal outcomes are not ruled out. His disciples already had cultivation techniques and were in the midst of cultivation; to delete or revise them suddenly would be irresponsible.

Not long ago, he promised Chen Shengwang to come up with a set of cultivation techniques, then pretended to delay for ten days and came up with the Three Yin Gathering Yang Technique. However, he also expressed: I want to tailor a cultivation technique specifically for you.

Chen Shengwang greatly respected Feng Jun’s cultivation level, but when it came to deducing techniques, his confidence wasn’t high—though everyone cultivated techniques deduced by predecessors, how many ordinary cultivators have this ability?

However, he also understood that the cultivation technique provided by Mountain Master Feng wasn’t so much a reward for his contributions, but rather a relief from having eliminated a potential threat; his contributions weren’t that significant.

Therefore, he agreed to let Feng Jun deduce the technique on him—anyway, Elder Feng said he could decide whether to cultivate the original or the improved version himself.

Feng Jun finally got a chance to deduce cultivation techniques and someone willing to cooperate. He specifically informed his disciples: I and Chen Shengwang will be in seclusion for a period.

It turned out that deducing cultivation techniques was incredibly difficult. The Three Yin Gathering Yang Technique wasn’t long, less than five thousand words, even fewer than the Tao Te Ching, but trying to revise it was no small task.

On the surface, Feng Jun spent two days on it, but in reality, he was in the mobile phone space for almost half a year—with the help of small programs.

One figure illustrates the arduous process: more than sixty mobile phones were used in rotation, each one charged at least five times on average!

Fortunately, time seemed to stand still while he was in the phone; neither side progressed and even his hair didn’t grow.

Because of the numerous rigorous deductions, the modified cultivation technique turned out to have over 5,300 words. Feng Jun was satisfied with this result, believing this showed his divergent thinking and attention to detail were stronger than the original.

The word count was insufficient for the daily update quantity of an ordinary author on Qidian, but it finally exceeded the Tao Te Ching.

However, Chen Shengwang didn’t trust him more because of this, which was somewhat frustrating for him.

Feng Jun didn’t want to affect his judgment because it might give the impression of "force-feeding," he couldn’t very well explain that the modified Three Yin Gathering Yang Technique matched him to a degree of 88%, an increase of eleven percentage points.

So, it was up to his own choice, for those on the cultivation path, fate is paramount and can’t be forced.

After deducing the Three Yin Gathering Yang Technique, Feng Jun’s enthusiasm for deducing cultivation techniques was thoroughly ignited. After having a good night’s sleep, he called Gu Jiahui to deduce her compatibility with the Qingmu Technique.

The Qingmu Technique didn’t have as many places to modify as the Three Yin Gathering Yang Technique. After all, it’s a Great Dao Cultivation Technique, refined and concluded by countless predecessors, whereas the Three Yin Gathering Yang was just an improvement on evil cultivation techniques and naturally had more errors.

In fact, Feng Jun thought many of the modifiable parts of the Qingmu Technique were unrelated to the cultivation technique itself but stemmed from Gu Jiahui’s individual differences, leading to certain aspects not fully matching the Qingmu Technique.

It took him a full five days to modify the Qingmu Technique, which had more than nine thousand words in total.

Upon completion, he didn’t have Gu Jiahui adjust her cultivation technique, even though he was confident she would cultivate faster with the improved version.

This matter was hard to explain—if a more precise cultivation technique existed, why not present it from the start?

Feng Jun didn’t want to publicize this now. He planned to go to the mobile phone dimension later, use the modified Qingmu Technique on Mi Yunshan to match it again since she also cultivated this technique.

If the improved technique didn’t work well on Sister Lin, then it would show he mastered the skill of customizing personal cultivation techniques—though he thought he’d already mastered it and was just confirming it.

After experimenting with Gu Jiahui for five days, he had her leave and then called Li Shishi. After all, the place where he was in seclusion had a Spirit Gathering Array, and he silently fiddled with the phone and charged it, it wouldn’t affect her cultivation.

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