Enter the Immortal Cultivation

There are no years in practice, and no year in the cold. Practitioners have a long life and are not very sensitive to time units like "years". But with the development of the immortal way, the speed of cultivating the family is also accelerating. For elite disciples, the three realms of the "human world" only last for thirty to fifty years. If it is less, it can take twenty years. Therefore, low-level monks still pay great attention to the festival. On this day, Chen Feng and others broke up very late.

When Wang Qi returned to Wanfamen, the night was already deep. , only the moonlight illuminated the alley along the way. But when he returned to Wanfamen's station, he was surprised to find that the place was actually brightly lit.

Although Liu Yunxiang is a Jindan monk, his daily habits are no different from those of ordinary people. The lights should be turned off very early here. Wang Qi felt a little strange. He opened the door and looked around, and found that everyone at the outer gate of Shenjing was staying in the courtyard. Originally, they were discussing something in a low voice. But after Wang Qi came in, the whole courtyard became quiet.

Wang Qi was not used to this battle. He looked at the center of the courtyard and found Liu Yunxiang, the deacon of Wanfamen, standing in the middle of the courtyard holding a teacup. He rushed over and asked, "Uncle Liu, what happened?"

Wang Qi's "Uncle Master" made Liu Yunxiang's hands tremble and the tea almost overflowed. He looked at Wang Qi blankly, and then took out an envelope from his arms. The wax seal on the envelope was intact and had not been opened. Wang Qi took it with some confusion and glanced at it: "Fusang Fentan Yishitang... Qianji Pavilion?"

Qianji Pavilion? Have I bought any machines or calculators recently? Calculator design drawings? I exchanged those things directly at Xianmeng?

oh oh. Previously, he chopped down a random butterfly like Ran, and Chen Feng said he would pay for it. But it’s not my money...

Wang Qi was puzzled, but Liu Yunxiang was impatient to wait. He said in an expectant tone: "Take it apart and take a look?"

As soon as they heard the word "dismantle", all the disciples around them unconsciously moved towards Wang Qi. Faintly forming a circle.

Wang Qiyun used Tianengyu Jue to heat and melt the wax seal, then shook the envelope a few times and took out a bright red post.

"Invitation?" Wang Qi read the large gilded characters on the cover of the invitation and wrote "A banquet made of utensils". Only then did Wang Qi realize that it was the fairy version of the Fields Medal Award Ceremony.

In China, arithmetic is called "a tool for seeking the Tao." One of the highest awards in Taoism is also known as the "Taoist Award". It's just that the Dao Artifact Reward only rewards young monks with a golden elixir level below. Therefore, the gold content is slightly lower than the Fields Medal.

The weight of Gödel's complete theorem is definitely enough to win the Dao Weapon Award, and the only variable is that Grandmaster Lian Zong does not recognize this result.

Seeing that Wang Qi didn't express anything, Huangfu Lian was a little anxious: "Why aren't you surprised at all?"

Wang Qi can't say that this was planned by the master buyer. Senior Feng, the national player of the common people, told him this a few months ago. He said calmly: "It hasn't been decided yet."

Liyue was so shocked that she blurted out: "Are you sure that you can get the Taoist weapon reward?"

She originally thought it was just to invite Wang Qi to watch the ceremony. For ordinary Wanfa disciples, even observing the ceremony is a great honor.

"Not sure, half and half?" I really can't say. Suanjun has surpassed his peers on earth, and the Geting School on Suanjun's side has also achieved results that the Göttingen School has not achieved because of his intervention. He couldn't yet decide the outcome of this debate.

Wang Qi wanted to put the invitation away. But he found that this invitation was like a magnet, attracting everyone's attention. He then handed the invitation to Fu Xiao who was closest to him: "Do you want to see it?"

Fu Xiao instinctively wanted to reach out to take it, but he quickly withdrew his hand, as if looking at a very hot snack: "Isn't this, this, this... bad? Senior brother, you, you, keep it for yourself as a souvenir..."

Wang Qi tossed the invitation and said, "What is it to commemorate? If you win a prize, the prize will still have commemorative value. Why keep this?"

Wang Qi's free and easy attitude in handing out the invitation without even looking at it made many people secretly admire him, but of course a few people found him pretentious. but. , that invitation was like a gorgeous gem, firmly attracting everyone's attention.

When the invitation was circulated in everyone's hands, there was an extra cashier before it was passed back to Wang Qi. Wang Qi put away the invitation, returned to the room, and then carefully read the content on the invitation.

"Can I bring one or two companions?"

The next day, Wang Qi told Chen Feng and Chen Youjia about the matter. And asked: "I can bring two more people here, will you go?"

Chen Feng first shook his head: "You are in the field of arithmetic, I will not get involved. And you will definitely be regarded as a thorn in the eyes of about half of your classmates that day. I am not thin and popular, and I will probably get beaten if I stand next to you." "

Chen Youjia was a little moved at first, but after hearing Chen Feng's words, she shook her head: "I won't go."

Wang Qi was a little surprised: "Isn't your father the leader of Wanfa Sect? Who dares to hit you?"

"Her biological father will do it himself...Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore." Chenfeng changed the subject under Chen Youjia's hostility: "To be honest, I have similar reasons for not going. I finally got out of the sect and earned a lot of money." Once I have a little bit of freedom, someone will definitely advise me to go back. It’s really annoying that you have to listen to some people.”

Wang Qi seemed to understand, but he roughly understood the situation of the two people opposite him. He said: "It seems that I can only ask my fellow disciples in Shenjing if they can go."

In the end, Wang Qi chose the two people he knew best, Huangfu Lian and Mo Zhenzhen.

Although the value of the Daoqi Award may not be as high as the Fields Medal in Wang Qi's previous life, the Immortal Alliance is a scientific research institution, and its attitude towards this academic event is strongly supportive. The wealth of the Daoqi Award even far exceeds that of the Nobel Prize on Earth - along with the invitation, there is also a dedicated spiritual boat!

This is equivalent to using a special plane to pick up a nominee!

Mo Zhenzhen stood on the deck, looking at the gradually shrinking Shenjing in disbelief. And Huangfu Lian stood on the pile head, looking into the distance excitedly.

Daoqi Award!

The two of them have been staying in the Shenjing resident, the most remote place of the Wanfa Sect, since they entered the Tao. Before they established a solid foundation and went out to practice, they didn't even have the opportunity to go to the sect. Now, they actually have the opportunity to participate in such a grand event?

Compared with the two people who couldn't stay calm, Wang Qi sat on the top of the boat and began to imagine the scene of Fusang.

The extension of the Shenzhou continental shelf, the largest island on this planet, and the holy land of the ancient demon civilization, which exists opposite to the holy land of the West Sea Dragon Clan.

What does it look like? (To be continued ~^~)