Enter the Immortal Cultivation

Wang Qi stood up and stretched his waist: "I need to reflect on this matter. It seems that I can't care about anything because I'm crazy, but I don't know it yet."

"The authorities are confused, but bystanders know clearly. I almost made a mistake, let alone you."

Wang Qi shrugged: "I thought I was quite calm."

Zhen Shanzi sighed: "You kid, it's not that you're not calm, but that you're panicking. You're calm and collected at the moment of life and death, but you're more emotional on weekdays."

"Probably thinking that no matter how hard you try to die, you won't really die? Haha." As he said this, Wang Qi felt a sense of relief: "This is a disease and it needs to be cured."

Zhen Shanzi said: "Indeed. You only seek happiness when doing things. As long as it is not a matter of life, you will throw the word caution out of the sky."

"Forget it, there's no point in talking about this anymore." Wang Qi walked towards the outside of Chuan Gong Hall: "Things won't change just because of 'impulsiveness'. You have to be responsible for having sex after drinking, right?"

Zhen Shanzi couldn't laugh or cry: "What kind of metaphor is this?"

"This metaphor is obviously very apt? You got excited and pushed several girls, and now you need to find a doctor who can calm down the situation?"

"The people who created these skills will cry!"

"But, to be honest, I always feel as if I have grasped the key to solving this problem."

"Oh, what is it?"

Wang Qi patted his head: "I definitely know the method, but I just can't remember the specific method."

Zhen Shanzi couldn't laugh or cry: "You still bring something like this?"

"You always say that you seem to have seen the exercises in the "Yao Ding Suan Sutra", but you just can't think of where you have seen them. It's the same."

"I have eaten more salt than you have eaten in my life, and I have walked on more bridges than you have walked. Isn't it normal that I can't remember it for a moment?"

Wang Qi felt a little strange: "It seems that you can't die if you don't eat after the ancient method of fasting, right? The ancient method has always despised the food in the world and found it troublesome. How often did you eat meals with salt in the past? Also, it seems that you used to There are more flying ones, right? When will you need a bridge?"

Zhen Shanzi roared: "That's not the point, you brat!"

After dinner, it was the last theoretical class of the day. This class lasted until nightfall.

After class, Wang Qi went to the place he had made an appointment with Mao Zimiao to pick up his pillow. Mao Zimiao hadn't arrived yet, so Wang Qi simply sat on the floor, closing his eyes and thinking.

I am indeed too young.

In the past, when doing things, I only thought about the word "pleasure". I felt that as long as I didn't die, there would always be fun to be found, and I did everything based on impulse.

Wang Qi still feels that this attitude towards life is actually quite good. After all, this is not a novel. There are no brainless powerful people who come out to ridicule him. It is really difficult to write if he is asked to go to the top of a mountain or a cliff and shout "Don't bully young people to be poor. Thirty years to the east of the river and thirty years to the west of the river." After all, Isn't the top of Xinshan Mountain a forbidden area of ​​the Immortal Alliance?

However, it is easy to get lost if you play blindly. It's like watching a movie for adults. The movie is 120 minutes long and you finished it in ten minutes. How much fun do you have left in watching the movie?

"So, tormenting the world must be planned." Wang Qi nodded and said to himself.

Zhen Shanzi said: "Why don't you just say that you plan to change your bad habits, set up lofty ambitions, and then work hard like a serious person?"

Wang Qi was shocked: "Are you trying to hack me? This statement makes me look like a loser who stayed at home for twenty years and then finally realized his enlightenment and decided to change his mind!"

Zhen Shanzi said: "The prodigal son will not be able to exchange for gold when he comes back."

"What the hell, Gul, don't you deny it?"

Zhen Shanzi broke: "This is a good thing! If you are willing to practice step by step, wouldn't it be more likely that I would return to heaven and earth?"

"I now suspect that you deliberately tricked me..."

Zhen Shanzi let out a burst of laughter: "It is your own choice to force greater lethality in the same realm. I also reminded you, how can I deceive you? And didn't you believe what Xiang Yatou said, 'The Immortal Academy is Give you a chance to make mistakes'."

Wang Qi sneered: "Think about it now, if you really want to persuade me, just say, 'In my opinion, these exercises are all the best choices. If we practice them together, we can guarantee that we will have a great road', and I will come out." Think more about your doubts about the ancient practice experience?”

Zhen Shanzi sneered: "With your previous temperament, no matter how long you think about it, you will still choose to 'make a fool of yourself first, anyway, I made a mistake in coming here'."

Just as the two were bickering, a soft voice suddenly sounded behind Wang Qi: "Xiao Qi, meow!"

Wang Qi was startled: "When did you come?"

Wang Qi is already a monk in the Qi training stage, and his sense of the surroundings is far beyond that of ordinary people. Even talking to Zhen Shanzi does not delay him from sensing the movement around him. It is impossible for him not to hear people's footsteps.

The girl with orange hair and cat ears was also startled: "You reacted too fiercely, meow!"

"Nonsense, why don't you panic when someone is standing silently behind you? And what the hell is 'Xiaoqi Meow'! Don't meow around when you call others by their names, meow - bah, bah, bah, you've led me astray! "

Mao Zimiao's mouth opened wide, as if he had discovered some great secret: "So Xiaoqi is afraid of ghosts?"

Wang Qi's face was expressionless: "Being bullied by a master will lead to death. You must be aware of the crisis."

Mao Zimiao looked around in confusion: "This is Xinyue, how can there be enemies?"

"This is called forward-looking."

Zhen Shanzi smiled and said: "You kid hasn't changed your mortal habits yet? Haha, fortunately I am not a monk from the Sangmen or Ghost Dao, otherwise wouldn't you be scared to death?"

Haha, "Playing with dead people if you are afraid of ghosts" is no longer a new idea. Wang Qi silently complained

However, if he really encounters a ghost, Wang Qi will definitely cast a few spells to destroy those dead creatures without hesitation. For most people, ghosts themselves are not scary. What is really scary is the "unknownness".

Seeing that Wang Qi didn't want to mention it anymore, Mao Zimiao didn't joke about it anymore. She took out a cloth bag and said, "Your pillow, meow!"

Wang Qi opened the cloth bag, and the contents inside were horrible, a stitch monster in the pillow world. But Wang Qi was still very satisfied when he saw a complete pillow: "Well, thank you very much."

"You too, Kosaki, don't practice sword practice in the room from now on, nya!"

Wang Qi scratched his head and laughed. The calculation problems that need to be solved to practice the Elephant Phase Wave Technique involve the duality of particles and waves, which is too high for the disciples of Xianyuan, so he did not claim to the public that he had mastered this technique.

"And don't drool when you sleep. I'm really disgusting when I sew."

"Haha." Wang Qi looked around and said to him: "Anyway, Duo Zi Miao, thank you, you even specially wrapped the cloth for me."

Mao Zimiao shook his head, a little embarrassed: "No, it's a bit embarrassing to hold such a broken pillow in your hand."

"Haha... Anyway, thank you for sewing so many times..."

Mao Zimiao pointed to his eyes: "For ordinary people, threading needles and threads may take some effort, but I am a half-demon, and I am born with good eyes. It was also true that I walked silently just now."

"Oh, it's very convenient, Azumi!"

"I feel like my name is getting weirder and weirder in your mouth, meow."

"How could that be possible, Azimya!"

"It sounds like the spiritual beast raised by the evil monks in the enlightenment story..."

"Well, I get defeated every time by the short Wanfamen monk who wears a blue uniform."

"I feel so pitiful, meow."

Seeing Mao Zimiao shaking her ears in dissatisfaction, Wang Qi retracted the topic with dignity - this kind of joke must be played over time, and it is not fun to destroy the other party's sex in one go. He shifted his gaze from Mao Zimiao's head to her feet: "But to be honest, you are not in the qi training stage yet, but the disciples in the qi training stage may not be able to defeat you."

Zhen Shanzi interjected: "The talents of monsters are innate, and it is the law. Even if the overall strength of human monks is stronger than monsters, they cannot compete with them in the areas they are best at. Little girl, please pay attention to your development. If you have talent, in the future...why are you looking at me like this?"

Wang Qi showed contempt: "Old man, you still said you didn't mean to trick me. You are really tireless in teaching me!"

Mao Zimiao's words flashed: "Mr., your experience is a little bit different!"

Zhen Shanzi didn't know why: "What?"

"You are absolutely in a trance in history class!"

"What does that history have to do with me?"

Wang Qi roared angrily: "I planned to take you with me for the exam! One person is short and the other is wrong! You let me down so much!"

"You took me for granted!"

"A handy cheat."

Seeing that Zhen Shanzi was showing some signs of going berserk, Mao Zimiao comforted him: "Actually, the old gentleman is just afraid of getting hurt."

Unexpectedly, this persuasion had the opposite effect. Zhen Shanzi roared: "I am not a slut who hurts the spring and autumn!"

Wang Qi sneered: "Come on, old man, tsundere is cute to girls but annoying to old people. Are you sure you can bear this information? Then I'll fill in the history for you!"

After Master Yuanli Newton led the Jinfa cultivators to eliminate all the ancient Fa cultivators in the mainland of China, Jinfa Immortal Dao began a vigorous demon-slaying campaign. All monsters with records of cannibalism and wounding will be killed. The cannibals will only keep their cubs and throw them into a sealed "protected area".

As a result, the number of demon clans in mainland China dropped sharply, and they soon fell into the crisis of genocide. At this time, nine demon kings stood up. In order to protect their power, all they can do is - become idols! Bah, demon king. With the strong popularity of the Demon King, they can gather powerful power! The first ones to start were a plateau tree demon, Bifang, the spirit of the Lihuo of the Southern Ming Dynasty, and a sea dragon from the cold land of the end. These three monsters did not like to leave their place of residence, and they could not enjoy the human race without their dependents. Blood food. Then, six more big demons were roped in.

Zhen Shanzi clicked his tongue and marveled: "These monsters are all monsters that have survived for a hundred thousand years. They were famous giant monsters when I was young."

"Then those giant monsters will die with their eyes open!" Wang Qi's tone was full of gloating.

Zhen Chanzi said: "I'm afraid it's not difficult for Dharma cultivators to kill them now."

"That tree demon was the best at wood-based magic, turning poison into life. As a result, Bastard, the king of bacteria, planted mushrooms - don't get me wrong, it was not the Heavenly Sword. It is said that the tree demon was covered in mushrooms when he died. The mushroom mycelium spores, all vitality and life fire were sucked away by Senior Ba’s mushrooms.”

"What about Bifang of the Southern Ming Dynasty and Han Chi of the Northern Ming Dynasty?"

"They all died in the hands of monk Xiaoyao from Fentian Mansion."

Zhen Shanzi cried out: "Bi Fang of the Southern Ming Dynasty is good at fire, and he is covered with blazing flames. The Han Chi of the Northern Ming Dynasty is the complete opposite. He is covered with cold air, and any ordinary Mahayana would freeze to death. How could they be defeated by the monks who cultivate fire?"

"Don't forget, the essence of a skill like "Tian Entropy Jue" is not ice and fire, but 'heat energy'. Its ability is not to ignite fire but to heat." Wang Qi will only be careful when attacking others. Explanation: "The temperature of Nanming Bifang's Lihuo was already very high. Just pushing it up a few degrees would exceed the upper limit of Bifang's own endurance. Then Bifang was burned alive by the Nanming Lihuo with added ingredients. Bei Minghan Chi was frozen to pieces by his own cold air - Fen Tianhou Kelvin could do it by just cooling it down a few degrees."

"Is it invincible to be invincible? This is ridiculous! How can a thing that doesn't know how to explore its essence be so strong!"

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