Enter the Immortal Cultivation

It was frustrating, but since Geng Peng said he wanted to practice, he had to bite the bullet and fight with this guy.

According to convention, Geng Peng's cultivation was higher than Wang Qi's. During the practice, he could not use the sword moves, but could only counterattack with both defense and attack. This allowed Wang Qi to attack freely. However, Wang Qi had never understood the way of swordsmanship, let alone the formula of the predecessors. In this regard, Geng Peng, who came from the Wanfa Sect, was better than Wang Qi. Therefore, Wang Qi could not attack Geng Peng's sword moves even if he tried his best.

Seeing this, Geng Peng could not help but taunt: "Cooperate with magic power! This is your biggest problem, Wang Qi. Your swordsmanship is good, but you don't know how to use magic power and integrate it into martial arts."

Wang Qi was not annoyed. Geng Peng was telling the truth. Before he came up with a way to unify all the skills in his body, he could not freely mobilize magic power.

Geng Peng saw that Wang Qi did not react, and felt bored. The two fought for dozens of rounds before Geng Peng suppressed Wang Qi's sword: "Remember, when you practice swordsmanship in the future, you must use your magic power to cooperate."

Wang Qi nodded and said: "Thank you for your guidance, senior brother."

"Okay, let's go back to the team. Continue practicing."

This... is it over?

So what does that funny guy want to do?

This question has troubled Wang Qi for a long time.

Thanks to Geng Peng, Wang Qi has evolved from a "genius" in the eyes of a group of new disciples to a "student tyrant". And some "smart" people who are interested are also stunned by Geng Peng's attitude, and their attitude towards Wang Qi has also become arrogant.

In response, Wang Qi wanted to proudly say that "the master doesn't care", but for the sake of his "people-friendly" image, he was still happy to exchange his experience in swordsmanship with others. At least Wang Qi thought that he was happy because his swordsmanship had improved rather than because of the improvement of the current situation of "I have few friends and even fewer friends".

After the afternoon drill, there was three hours of free time. Wang Qi handed his split pillow to Mao Zimiao, then walked to the front of the Transmission Hall, and meditated with others in front of the many exercises in the front hall.

Most of the exercises in the back hall require solving a problem before practicing. Except for the relatively easy "Geometry Book" and "Yao Ding Suan Jing", almost no one has set foot in other exercises. Wang Qi did not tell others that he had solved all those problems. In order not to attract attention, he simply practiced in the front hall.

Anyway, what he needed was the calming function of the futon here.

Under the effect of the calming magic array that came with the futon, Wang Qi's various distracting thoughts retreated one by one, his mind was calm, his consciousness was completely converged, and he focused on his inner focus.

The first one to practice was the "Yao Ding Suan Jing" of the Wanfamen. Compared with other exercises, the "Yao Ding Suan Jing" is the most peaceful, with less conflict with other exercises, and can also serve as a good buffer when the various mental methods collide.

Soon, Wang Qi practiced three Zhoutian. The power of the "Yao Ding Suan Jing" has been significantly enhanced. At this moment, the balance of several mental methods in Wang Qi's body was broken, and several incompatible magic powers began to find a new balance.

Wang Qi changed his finger gestures, leaned forward slightly, interrupted the practice of "Yao Ding Suan Jing", and began to silently practice "Tian Ge Xing".

The "field" of "Tian Ge Xing" can effectively gather magic power, but the wave-like magic power of Tian Ge, which focuses on continuity, and the quantized magic power of "Da San San Can Tong Qi" that focuses on discreteness are incompatible. As soon as "Tian Ge Xing" made progress, the magic power of "Da San San Can Tong Qi" began to rebel.

When Wang Qi finally subdued the magic power in his body and formed a new balance, more than two hours had passed.

"You will regret it for the rest of your life if you fool around once on a key issue."

Wang Qi lamented. His practice is far from being as simple as getting twice the result with half the effort. Continuously switching between several methods consumed most of his energy, and time simply passed by.

"Do we really have to practice the "Heavenly Evolution Atlas"?"

There is a consensus among modern practitioners that if you want to practice a technique to perfection, you must understand the rules contained in the technique; if you want to cast a spell, you must understand the principles.

Take the Prison Thunder Curse as an example. Before the Prison Thunder Venerable Valladi explored the way of lightning current flow, no one could use it. But once you understand the way of lightning current flow, you can use the Prison Thunder Curse at will. But if you are like the ancient practitioner who rests the power of lightning, you don't even have the correct concept of "electric current", so you can't even imitate the Prison Thunder Curse.

Mainly practicing the "Heavenly Evolution Atlas" can indeed simply solve the problem of conflicting techniques, but Wang Qi was not a biologist in his previous life, so he couldn't deduce this mental method to a higher level. The "Heavenly Evolution Atlas" that has not been deduced is simply a defective technique, so this main technique will drag down the power of many peerless modern techniques on Wang Qi.

"Do I have to rely on the long life of a monk to slowly improve my biological skills?"

This idea was extinguished by Wang Qi himself as soon as it came to his mind. Theoretical physics and mathematics are his majors. In his previous life, he liked physics and mathematics more than biology. Researching theories is actually a very boring thing. Without a genuine love, it is impossible to persist.

Every scientist on earth who has made great achievements, regardless of his personality and character, has a crazy obsession with his research field.

"So what was I crazy about at that time?"

Wang Qi sighed again.

At this time, Zhen Chanzi, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly asked: "Do you really not know why you went crazy?"

"Maybe I was just being funny when my brain got hot."

Zhen Chanzi was silent for a while: "Wrong, you were mad."

Wang Qi smiled: "What am I mad about?"

"You are not an ordinary person."

"Nonsense, a genius in cultivating immortals! How can you be an ordinary person?"

Zhen Chanzi explained: "No, no. I have practiced for thousands of years, and I don't know how many strange minds I have seen. Some are extremely resolute, some are extremely crazy, and some are willing to kill me, but I have never seen someone like you?"

"Old man, are you calling me a freak in a roundabout way?"

Zhen Chanzi's voice sounded very light, and it seemed to reveal a sense of pleasure: "You are not a freak, you are a lunatic."

"Are you still scolding me..."

"I am praising you again." Zhen Chanzi said: "How much do you value that village?"

Wang Qi was silent.

"The disaster of massacring a village, 'owing a life', any of these two things can crush anyone, but you can laugh all the way. There are only two explanations, either you are a cold-hearted person, or you are a lunatic."

"But, since you feel that you owe someone something, no matter how cold-hearted you are, it can't be that cold. So, it can only be the latter. When I was instructing you to practice, you never cared about fighting skills, just wanted to practice peacefully. But now. You actually care about the combat effectiveness brought by the mental method? Haha, isn't it enough to be able to live forever?"

Zhen Chanzi paused, then laughed "So, you are actually mad. You suppressed your anger deep in your heart, but the anger still affected you. You seemed to think that you had a glimmer of hope to integrate these skills at first? But don't you claim to be cautious and not to gamble with your life? Didn't you gamble?"

Wang Qi suddenly smiled faintly and said, "This statement is quite reasonable. I just want to ask, why don't I know that I am mad?"

"I haven't figured this out. How did you suppress such hatred in your heart, but on the surface you don't show it? In fact, you can detect your anger as long as you ask yourself."

Wang Qi was silent.

How angry and hateful is he? The hatred of destroying his family!

For Wang Qi, Dabai Village is the first place he recognizes in this world, and it is his "home" in this world. One day after his death, an abnormal disaster will come and destroy this "home"!

The hatred of destroying the family is irreconcilable.

In addition, he still owes Li Ziye a life.

It is natural to pay back debts. But how to pay back the creditor when he is dead?

I can't pay it back.

Since I can't pay it back, I have to pay it back with something else of equal value.

"That's true. I really want to kill those bastards of Huangji Lietiandao, so I've become particularly concerned about fighting skills..."

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