Enter the Immortal Cultivation

Wang Qi shouted softly, and the long sword in his hand turned into thousands of lights and shadows, layer upon layer. There was no sword energy or unparalleled power. This sword technique only demonstrated compatibility.

One of the highest achievements in mathematics derived from set theory.

For a moment, the wind stopped and the clouds condensed. Between heaven and earth, it seemed that only this beautiful sword light was real.

Facing this rolling great sword skill, Wang Qi's opponent screamed and used all his strength. The sword energy surged and turned into a green torrent. The strong sword energy and the flawless sword net touched each other, just like a flood peak encountering a dam. The raging flood seemed unstoppable, and the dam seemed small and precarious, but it could not be broken in a hurry.

It's a pity that the foundation of the dam was too shallow, and this stalemate could not last long. The two of them only fought for a while, and Wang Qi's arm was numb and the long sword slipped out of his hand.

Wang Qi did not look at the long sword stuck behind him, but shook his head and sighed: "History always repeats itself in a surprising way. Brother, whose name I cannot even remember, I cannot even remember how many times you have been defeated by me for the same reason."

The true disciple of the Wanfa Sect whose name Wang Qi could not even remember turned pale with anger when he heard these almost sarcastic words, but he gritted his teeth and endured it.

A foundation-building disciple could not help but use most of his cultivation to resist the attack of a Qi training disciple during the sparring. This is very unpleasant to say!

Although this kid is a legendary genius.

After the first batch of Wanfa Sect disciples sent their heads thousands of miles away, a month had passed. Now it is winter. The weather began to gradually turn cooler, the days became shorter, and the nights became longer.

In a blink of an eye, Wang Qi had been in Shenjing for three months.

During this month, Wang Qi's life gradually became regular. He got up at seven o'clock every morning, went to work at Chen Feng's place at eight o'clock, and threw the Zhenchanzi to Chen Feng by the way. Wang Qi usually processes data in the morning, processing Chen Feng's messy experimental data into curves and tables that normal people can understand. Zhen Chanzi will probably be interrogated by Chen Feng for about two hours, mostly asking about the impact of the residual soul state on thinking, whether the memory disappears with the incompleteness of the soul, and how much it disappears. Sometimes, Zhen Chanzi will be given some special secret methods to let him know whether the experiment is running smoothly and whether the soul will have an impact on thinking after recovery.

At noon. Wang Qi goes back to take back the ring. Then have a simple meal - usually Chen Youjia orders the meal at the restaurant and then it is delivered by the flying sword. In the afternoon, he still has to process data, and help Chen Youjia analyze some problems in the field of statistics.

In Wang Qi's eyes, Chen Youjia's progress is definitely fast. It's a pity that the development of probability theory in Shenzhou is backward. Before there is a breakthrough, it is difficult for Chen Youjia to make achievements in this field.

After finishing a day's work, Wang Qi will use Chen Feng's calculator to accept Feng Luoyi's guidance. Feng Luoyi is indeed not very good at teaching apprentices. The education adopted was a rigid cramming style, which stuffed a lot of the latest theories and techniques into Wang Qi's mind.

Fortunately, Wang Qi had accumulated a lot of experience in his previous life, otherwise he would not be able to understand Feng Luoyi's vast thoughts.

After receiving Feng Luoyi's instructions, Wang Qi would compete with Chen Youjia in swordsmanship. After starting with logic and re-understanding mathematics, Wang Qi has become a school of his own in the field of swordsmanship. Chen Youjia has been taught by the great master Chen Jingyun since he was a child, and his swordsmanship is also first-class. In this competition, both of them felt that they had gained a lot.

At night, Wang Qi would meditate for a while, and then practice the soul-forging method given by Chen Feng. For a cultivator in the Qi training period like him, the accumulation of mana is not important. Basically, it is enough to let it accumulate naturally. Instead, the understanding of the mind method and the mastery of theory are more important. In addition, it is also important to practice one or two magical powers or master advanced spells and martial arts at this stage.

In these boring days, the best way to relieve the boredom is to beat up the fellow disciples who came to him. Under Feng Luoyi's decision, Wang Qi resolutely embarked on the road of slapping people in the face according to the order, and beat up a Wanfamen disciple every three to five days.

The failure of Wanfamen's true disciple Suo Wenhong did not arouse the vigilance of many people. First, Suo Wenhong was not prominent among the many true disciples of Wanfamen; second, Suo Wenhong was not used to fighting under the condition that he could only use half of his magic power; finally, it was also possible that Suo Wenhong was careless. Under the influence of these three factors, there were still many Wanfamen disciples who came to challenge Wang Qi.

These people not only failed to defeat Wang Qi, but also made Wang Qi famous now.

Looking at his fellow disciples who were fleeing in panic, Wang Qi sighed pretentiously: "I have never understood why a person would waste time challenging another person to show off himself. Perhaps it is because I am too awesome and do not need the foil of a weak person..."

"You were obviously very happy when you mocked others just now." Zhen Chanzi sent out a timely mockery: "If all the bragging and exaggeration can become reality, then you would have transcended this world and become the supreme of the fairy world."

After sending away this group of fellow disciples, Wang Qi slowly rushed to Shenjing City and returned to Chen Feng's yard at dinner time. When I first did something like pretending to be awesome and suppressing fellow disciples, I felt it was quite solemn and needed to complete the task with a correct attitude, but after doing similar things too much, I naturally felt that "it was just like that". Anyway, there is no danger if I lose, just treat it as exercise before dinner or digestion after dinner.

After dinner, Wang Qi entered the Fantasy of Ten Thousand Immortals again. There was an unremarkable "Anonymous" mark in his contact book. When Wang Qi activated this mark, he would be sent to Feng Luoyi.

Feng Luoyi saw Wang Qi smiling and asked, "Did you win today's competition?"

"Yes."

After receiving Wang Qi's affirmative answer, Feng Luoyi said "Oh" lightly. He has been teaching Wang Qi for nearly a month, and he knows Wang Qi's true level better than anyone else, so he naturally doesn't think Wang Qi will lose.

Wang Qi saw Feng Luoyi's expression was different, and asked: "Teacher Feng, is there any special training today?"

Feng Luoyi shook his head: "No, come and see this."

Feng Luoyi gave Wang Qi a paper titled "On Constructive Calculation".

Author, Wanfamen, Pang Jialai.

Wang Qi was shocked and had already reacted. This was the real counterattack of the Lord of Calculation.

He disdained to find faults, nor did he disdained to think along the enemy's path. He just took his own step. And this step happened to step on the weak spot of the Lord of Calculation and the Ge Ting School.

"Constructive algorithm... has it actually come out?" (To be continued ~^~)