Enter the Immortal Cultivation

The Literary Examination of the Joint Entrance Examination is the same as the monthly exam. It takes place from morning to evening, and lasts for half a day.

The latitude of Junli is lower than that of Xinyue, and the day length is longer in winter. By the time Hu Jianhao finished his literary test, it was just dark.

The Hu boy looked around. As expected, Ai Changyuan had already handed in the papers and was kissing his forbidden wife. Most of the other top students from Langde Academy also came out after answering the questions.

Most of the disciples who finished answering the questions either went to the mountains to play tricks or returned to the inn to recuperate and prepare for the martial arts test. Not many people stayed here. Hu Jianhao soon discovered several disciples who were familiar with him. He walked over and asked one of them: "Xiao Qiu, what's wrong? Don't you go back to practice?"

Xiaoqiu's calculation speed is considered to be the best in Lande, and he hands in papers very early every time. He smiled at Hu Jianhao in a low voice: "Brother Hao, look over there."

Following Xiao Qiu's finger, Hu Jianhao saw several people from Xinyue Immortal Academy. The strange thing is that the core of those people is a half-demon who is not very outstanding. Hu Jianhao was a little surprised: "What are they doing?"

Xiao Qiu laughed softly and said, "Wait for Wang Qi."

"ah?"

"They always believe that Wang Qi will come back to take the exam." Xiao Qiu chuckled and said: "I was the first to submit the exam in the two immortal academies. I have asked most of the people who came out later. Everyone saw Wang Qi."

Hu Jianhao also smiled: "Ai Changyuan is also waiting for that Wang Qi?"

Xiao Qiu nodded: "Yes. If it weren't for Lu Qianqian beside him, I would have doubted whether he was so fond of Duanxiu."

"Haha!" Hu Jianhao couldn't help but laugh: "Anyway, the literary test is about to end, we just wait with them!"

He is a cautious person and does not answer questions quickly, so it is not long before the end of the exam.

On the other side, Mao Zimiao looked at the light beam firmly and said, "He will definitely come, meow!"

Wang Zhenqi covered her face: "You are so obsessed! Amiao, you have fallen!"

Mao Zimiao shook his head firmly and said nothing.

According to her understanding of Wang Qi, since the latter said that in the note, he will definitely come! 0

Not long after, the calculator suspended in mid-air trembled again, and the light beam weakened from strong to small.

There are very few hearts that are still in the beam of light. Everyone who paid attention to this matter looked towards the light pillar, looking for that person.

Then, Hu Jianhao's pupils shrank. He found Wang Qi!

Among the optical heirlooms of the Hu family, Hu Jianhao was the first to discover it. Soon, others also discovered Wang Qi.

Wang Qi sat cross-legged quietly on the edge of the square. He was dressed in white clothes, with a pale and transparent complexion, a smile on his face, and his hands forming a seal, as if he was practicing cultivation. However, the aura around him was so quiet. If it weren't for his peaceful breathing, others would have thought that he had passed away.

He sat so peacefully that no one knew how to call him. At that time, someone next to Hu Jianhao whispered: "I've been doing this for a long time, so I came here to sleep."

Mao Zimiao approached Wang Qi and called softly: "Xiao Qi?"

Wang Qi seemed to wake up naturally from sleep. He opened his eyes slightly and said, "Hey, Zi Miao."

At this moment, the evening breeze blew gently, and Wang Qi seemed to have gathered all the elegance here.

Mao Zimiao shook his ears: "Great, meow, you're okay!"

Wang Qi smiled and nodded. This is an amazing scene. A stream of red blood gushes out from his nose and drips onto Wang Qi's clothes, dyeing them bright red.

Wang Zhenqi was shocked. She rushed over and pulled Mao Zimiao away: "Oh my god! You're so perverted! You're such a pervert that you can't control yourself when you see a cat!"

Only then did Wang Qi realize that he had a nosebleed. He shouted: "There is no theoretical support for nosebleeds due to sexual desire! This is an accident, a complication of my injury!"

Wu Shiqin's gaze was particularly piercing: "Considering your criminal record..."

"Hey! I haven't received a warning from the Conduct Department yet! You just recorded my behavior on the record?"

Wang Qi yelled in grievance.

After this episode, the looks at Wang Qi from those around him changed from "The young hero is really extraordinary" to "Mom, there is a pervert here." Realizing that his painting style was irreparable, the top student gave up on himself and waved his hands and feet: "Okay, okay, now that it's like this, I won't hold back anymore... Oh my God, someone help me! It hurts like hell!"

After lunch, Wang Qi was helped up. Mao Zimiao asked with concern: "Where does it hurt?"

Wang Qi grinned: "Joints..."

"Kosaki, your joints are also injured?"

Wang Qi shook his head: "Do you still remember the last time I performed the Tianyan Illustration?"

Mao Zimiao nodded: "Remember. Because of physiological dysfunction, your own immune function is still attacking your own joints - are you doing it again?"

Wu Shiqin was a little curious: "What on earth is going on?"

Wang Qi smiled slightly: "We have to start from the beginning."

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When Wang Qi woke up, the first thing that hit him was a strong sore throat.

The feeling of heat deep in the nose, the throat that is almost smoking with thirst, and the groggy head.

Because he was severely injured, Wang Qi was unable to detect his spiritual consciousness and could only open his eyes with difficulty. The first thing that appeared in the narrowed field of vision was the unfamiliar ceiling.

Wang Qi turned his head blankly. There is no problem with my neck and my breathing is smooth. There should be no life-threatening danger for the time being.

Then, what happened?

The pain in my body was severe, but there were no signs of trauma. My heartbeat was steady and strong, but my spiritual consciousness was confused.

"It seems that there is something wrong with the practice, and I have gone astray." Wang Qi muttered, and then he remembered what happened to him.

In short, he forced himself to practice strange kung fu again, and then went astray.

Bringing the fractal dimension into the practice will lead to the convergence of dimensions, and the Tianwei law axis symbolizing the number axis will curl up. If Wang Qi encounters this problem after the Tianwei Gong is initially completed and linear algebra, calculus and other mathematical physics involving infinity and convergence are integrated into the practice, he can directly practice the "Wuji Tianwei Gong" of the same level as Xiangyu Tianwei Gong.

However, Wang Qi has not yet found the point to combine all his huge mathematical knowledge with practice, so he kneeled shamefully.

The curling of the number axis caused the geometry book practice that operated according to Euclidean geometry to collapse. Since Wang Qi has begun to connect the Yaoding Mathematical Scripture with the geometry book, the collapse of the geometry book practice also led to the collapse of the Yaoding Mathematical Scripture system in Wang Qi's body. If he closes his eyes and looks inward, Wang Qi can even sense the faint cracks on the yin and yang Yao in his body.

So miserable...

"It's really miserable, little Wang Qi."

At this time, a voice came from the side of Wang Qi. Because he couldn't use his spiritual sense, Wang Qi slowly turned his head for a long time before he saw Ai Qinglan.

This disciple of Jiyingu was sitting backwards on the chair, his hands wrapped around the back of the chair, and his plump chest resting on the upper part of the backrest. Ai Qinglan looked at Wang Qi and said, "Little Wang Qi, you are really miserable this time. Your whole body of cultivation is scattered and you are fighting each other. You can't move for several days."

"Huh." Wang Qi breathed a sigh of relief: "It's still within the acceptable range."

Ai Qinglan asked with interest: "Can you accept this?"

"A demonic possession is a great disaster, but a great disaster is also an opportunity for the advancement of the Tianyan Atlas, and it is a great fortune. Isn't your Tianlingling's skills so willful?"

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