Enter the Immortal Cultivation

The last day of the martial arts test finally arrived, with the new disciples of No. 1 Middle School either expecting or fearing.

Ai Changyuan didn't get up early. When he opened his eyes, he could vaguely hear the time when other disciples were rushing to the competition site from outside the room.

He had always had a regular schedule, and soon regained consciousness. Ai Changyuan simply rinsed his mouth, took out his apple from the storage bag, and took a bite. This fruit containing pure spiritual power is even better than most starchy pasta if it is only used to fill hunger. After breakfast, he pushed the door and walked out of the bedroom.

Yuli is located in the southern part of Shenzhou. The climate is milder than that of Liedian Island in the northern region of the West Sea. After squinting for a while in the rising winter sun, he strode towards the competition site.

"Hey, aren't you going to ask me a few questions when you see me?"

A voice suddenly came from the background board, calling Ai Changyuan.

The young man paused: "Oh, you're here."

Hu Jianhao lowered his head, his body trembling slightly: "You... We haven't talked for a few days. Today I stood at your door. You didn't react at all?"

"I didn't notice."

"You... are just like your ancestors... arrogant..."

Ai Changyuan played with an apple in his left hand, thinking with his head tilted: "You waited at my door all night... I'm sorry, the atmosphere in Lie Peak is tough and doesn't support male homosexuality."

Hu Jianhao's eyelids jumped, and he resisted the urge to attack: "You... can beat Wang Qi, right?"

"It has nothing to do with you. If he competes with me, I will go all out."

Hu Jianhao roared: "How can it have nothing to do with me!"

This is... "my" collective honor! This is my reliance for seeking the truth in the future!

"'As long as this guy defeats Wang Qi and I defeat Wu Shiqin, it will form a situation where Xin Yue is not as good as Langde, and Xin Yue is not as good as Langde.' Is that what you plan to do?"

Ai Changyuan suddenly asked.

Hu Jianhao was exposed, and he was angry: "So what?"

Ai Changyuan shook his head and was about to turn around and leave: "You guy, you actually want to find confidence in victory from me? Haha, ridiculous."

"What did you say?" Hu Jianhao grabbed Ai Changyuan's collar: "I don't have confidence in that Wu Shiqin?"

Ai Changyuan was blocked and couldn't move. He used his lungs and chest to shake Hu Jianhao away: "Get away. Kun Zhongxuan can defeat Wu Shiqin because his skills are mutually exclusive, and Tiangexing just happens to be the one that can overcome you."

The second of the four Tianyuan styles of Tiange Tianyuan Group returns light to electromagnetic waves. This Tianyuan Group, which covers all electromagnetic phenomena, is all-encompassing, and has made the name of "All Methods Return to One" for the Xiaoyao Daxiu Mai Siwei, especially able to restrain all light, electricity, and magnetic mental methods.

In addition, Wu Shiqin's strength is also somewhat beyond Hu Jianhao's intelligence. Yesterday, when he stood against Ai Changyuan, he broke through his own level and used "Don't you see Lieque Zhenzhen Eternal Existence", which was indeed a bit scary.

Hu Jianhao wanted to say something, struggled twice, then bowed his head and said: "Indeed..."

"I've said it before, my victory or defeat cannot be unrelated to you, there is no reason to give you confidence, let alone increase your cultivation." Ai Changyuan patted his chest as if brushing off dust, and then walked towards the venue without looking back, leaving Hu Jianhao alone in vain.

Hu Jianhao was ready to hide his expression that was about to cry. Follow him. At this time, Ai Changyuan's voice floated over from afar: "Finally, I'll give you a piece of advice. In the Immortal Alliance, being good at dancing with long sleeves or controlling public opinion is useless. Those who are good at fighting and speaking are useless in the field of modern law. If you really want to pursue the supreme way, you'd better be a pure seeker of the way."

When Ai Changyuan walked towards the venue, Wang Qi was already waiting there. But his spirit was not full at all.

The young man leaned against the landscape tree in a listless manner. He hadn't had breakfast yet, and had a nearly cold bean paste bun in his mouth, but he didn't bother to bite it, just kept nodding, feeling drowsy.

"What's going on?"

Wu Fan's mouth twitched slightly. It stands to reason that he and Wang Qi have known each other for so long, and he should be used to each other's weird behavior, but... this guy is really courting death! Does he know that there will be a tough battle today!

Zhen Chanzi has somehow adapted to the position of coming out to explain when Wang Qi fails. The old man sighed, "He's playing with fire again. Yesterday, he was thinking about calculating a set of swordsmanship that could restrain the Sky Collapse Palm, but he got more and more excited, and in the end... that's it."

"Isn't this putting the cart before the horse!"

"Don't say that..." Wang Qi's voice was a little weak, "Exploring mathematics... Once you start calculating, you have to be prepared to not stop even if you lose one eye..."

"Senior Ou didn't expect it to be so miserable before he did that!"

Ou Na, a free and easy cultivator of the Wanfa Sect, once made a bet with someone to calculate the trajectory of the stars when he was young. At that time, the research of the cultivators on gravity, mechanics, and calculus was not as advanced as it is now, and the precise trajectory calculation of the stars was extremely complicated. Ou Na calculated for three days and became obsessed with it and destroyed one of his eyes. However, the result he calculated was very terrifying. Even the calculation king Gao Si admitted that it took him more than half a month to calculate that step.

"I believe... my feelings are exactly the same as Senior Ou's... I close my eyes and open them, and the equation comes out... Once I close my eyes, it's Senior Ou..."

"I always feel like you said something too much! If Senior Ou hears it, you'll be in trouble!"

"Believe me, he will only say proudly that I am not alone in my path... the feeling of the Wanfamen... the kind of inspiration that keeps pouring out of my mind, the pleasure of presenting the most beautiful things in the world in my own writing... I can't sleep even if I want to!"

Wang Qi's words were not false at all. Last night, he really wanted to integrate a little bit of mathematical logic into his swordsmanship and gave up. However, I don't know if it was because the Lingbao fractal diagram made his thinking more agile, but the academic master felt that his inspiration was like a spring. He saw those beautiful formulas appearing in front of him, and he couldn't bear to stop.

Wu Fan was a little mad: "What are you talking about! Aren't you going to fight Ai Changyuan today?"

Wang Qi waved his hand: "Don't talk nonsense, it's already like this. Anyway, when the time comes, just fight."

"You obviously care about winning or losing!"

Wang Qi shook his head and finally took a bite of the bun: "Before being a person who seeks victory, I am first a person who seeks the way!"

As a person who seeks the way, how can I stop when I get the inspiration to the way!