Enter the Immortal Cultivation

Zhilong Zhenren is indeed a genius, but after thousands of years, the gap is too big. In the end, he had no choice but to apply it rather than understand it, and then he reluctantly learned how to refine an advanced calculator.

Then, Wang Qi kicked away the pseudo-personality that replaced him, and smashed the transformed monster in front of him with his backhand. At this time, he had four more cards in his hand. These four cards are scraps of soul steel, refined by Zhilong Zhenren, and used to seal the pseudo-personality excreted by Wang Qi.

He carefully recalled all the changes in every muscle, blood vessel and meridians during the battle, how to exert maximum power every time he punched, and how to use mana and muscle cooperation to relieve the force every time he received a heavy blow. This is a fighting method accumulated millions of years ago when the monster clan was at its peak. It is far superior to human martial arts. Even human fusion monks are not as good at hand-to-hand combat as these monster clans.

Then, he shook his head: "If I understand it again, it can indeed slightly enhance my strength, but the gain outweighs the loss. It is better to practice my Wanfamen swordsmanship... and the pseudo-personality of that mad warrior is only one-third of mine at most." Strength."

The human race has chosen its own path of evolution, working together, using wisdom, and controlling tools. The demon clan's full use of the secret method of the body made Wang Qi feel that this was forcing him to give up his greatest advantage and become a monkey again.

After thinking for a moment, Wang Qi shook his head and put away these distracting thoughts. Now there is at most one day before the ruins will collapse, so we must seize the time to build the foundation.

Wang Qi looked around and found that the place transformed by Zhilong into a place of inheritance was the Demon Clan Temple. He sighed. Then release some machine beasts. These machine beasts all have scanning functions and can record various details of the temple, then model and restore them as research materials.

Relics that are millions of years old still have some research value, right?

Wang Qi released the machine beast without any delay. Go straight to the main hall. He heard Zhilong Zhenren say that there are demon clan elixirs in the hall, which can help break through barriers and enhance practice. It is said that the ancient demon clan can use them from the spiritual opening stage to the demon god stage which is equivalent to distraction.

"However, I always feel that this thing is of no use..." Wang Qi muttered as he walked towards the main hall: "A drug with a shelf life of one million years... Are the monsters panicking because they are full?"

After entering the main hall, the first thing that hits your face is the fresh aroma similar to the smell of grass. It was refreshing. immediately. Wang Qi discovered that most of the energy and physical strength that had been consumed were fully restored, and the holy light and holy flames that belonged to the magical power were almost overflowing. Under the intertwining of various forces, Wang Qi almost automatically built the foundation out of control!

"This is..." Wang Qi looked toward the center of the hall, where there was an Aztec-style altar. A small golden petal was enshrined above the altar, and there was a vat in front of the altar.

Is that petal the magic medicine? Or the one in the vat?

Wang Qi held his breath. I walked to the tank and looked at it, and found that it was full of amber-colored viscous liquid. He thought for a moment and remembered the true identity of the liquid.

The emperor oozes blood.

It is indeed an elixir that can be used to open spirits and become a demon god... But if this can increase the spiritual wisdom of the soul, it will be of little use to the human race who are born with spirits...

The identity of the enshrined petal is also very obvious. It is a Senecio petal that has been immortal for millions of years, a sacred object of the demon clan that was refined by the demon emperor himself, and one of the symbols of the eight-flower saint.

Naturally, this thing cannot be a miracle medicine.

Wang Qi suddenly felt a strong sense of powerlessness. When other people's protagonists enter ruins and ancient tombs, they will inevitably pick up things that they just need, things that are priceless, and things that are temporarily useless in the future but will blow the world. Why do I only encounter such random antiques?

"No, that's not right. In fact, this thing is still somewhat useful." Wang Qi suddenly remembered the changes in his body after absorbing a trace of the volatile breath of Emperor's Liquid: "When I heard about the elixir of Emperor's Liquid. I specifically asked the old man. According to what he said, Emperor Flow Serum has a miraculous effect on restoring the soul power of monks below Nascent Soul... It can only restore but not enhance..."

A sudden idea appeared in Wang Qi's mind. He took out a piece of scratch paper and moved his fingers rapidly.

"Although it's only temporary, doing this can temporarily improve my computing power."

"The stronger your calculation power, the stronger your ability to control mana, and the more confident you will be in building your foundation..."

Formulas flowed out from the tip of his pen. After the arithmetic deduction is established. He also drew a series of spiritual forbidden maps and seals one by one.

"It's done!" Wang Qi threw down the pen and said, "Even if it doesn't succeed, there is no risk. The Holy Light can ensure the integrity of my soul, and the Emperor's Liquid can supplement the power of my soul."

time is limited. Wang Qi took out a bamboo tube and a spoon. He first took out a bamboo tube and then sat cross-legged with his five hearts pointing toward the sky.

Then, enter concentration.

As he exhaled and inhaled, a blue light mist filled the air from his body.

If Zhen Shanzi saw this scene, he would definitely scream in surprise. What Wang Qi is expelling from the body is the essence of the soul. This is the essence of the soul. It is countless times more important than blood and is related to a person's foundation and even his life!

Wang Qi's face turned pale after expelling the source of his soul. Under the influence of the Holy Light, he managed to keep his soul intact, but his foundation was damaged. At this time, he scooped up a drop of Emperor's Liquid with a spoon and put it into his mouth.

"Boom boom boom" The demon tribe's holy medicine is indeed extraordinary. In just a few breaths, Wang Qi's soul was filled up!

"No... My soul was originally polluted by the power of the demon soul, and it is no longer pure. It will take at least several months of cultivation to recover. There may be a flaw in the foundation building, but the soul origin nurtured by the Emperor's Flowing Juice is pure and pure. This way, there is no last trace of hidden danger!" Wang Qi was a little surprised. However, this benefit is still an unexpected surprise. Wang Qi's real purpose is not this.

The soul is a material "field" that is expressed in the form of electromagnetic waves. The soul origin is also bound by the Tiangexing. Originally, Wang Qi's Tiangexing was only second-rate and it was difficult to control the soul. But what he wants to control now is his own soul origin, which is connected to himself in the dark, so it is easier to operate.

Under Wang Qi's control, the soul origins gathered and condensed into one yin and yang line after another. After the soul origin that had been discharged from the body was condensed, he discharged a large amount of soul origin again, drank the Emperor's Flowing Juice, and condensed the newly discharged soul origin into yin and yang lines...

This process is repeated. Soon, Wang Qi's figure was submerged by a sea of ​​yin and yang lines.

"These yin and yang lines are not fixed at all, and their positions cannot be determined..." Wang Qi encountered a new problem. But soon, he came up with a solution.

"Fortunately, I thought about this problem when I saw the three mechanical butterfly groups of Yuliu." Wang Qi changed his hand gestures, and a new release took shape.

This wrinkle is different from any magic in Shenzhou, and different from all the true secrets of Wanfamen. Because its mathematical foundation has not been proposed in Shenzhou.

Cellular automaton, a system with discrete time and space. Each cell scattered in a regular grid takes a finite discrete state, follows the same action rules, and is updated synchronously according to certain local rules. A large number of cells form the evolution of a dynamic system through simple interactions. After this unskilled magic formula governed the yin and yang lines composed of many soul origins, these yin and yang lines began to flicker.

"This algorithm is still from the field of chaotic dynamics in my previous life, and I haven't mastered it thoroughly..."

"But now, it's okay as long as it works!"

Wang Qi seemed to hear a "hum", and then his consciousness "expanded". (To be continued ~^~)