Enter the Immortal Cultivation

As the New Year approaches, Wang Qi develops an inexplicable sense of urgency. Although he acts erratically, he always follows the plan. When the end of the year is approaching, he always develops a sense of urgency of one kind or another, and will never carry this year's affairs to next year.

Zhen Chanzi ridiculed this behavior: "Boy, you are also a cultivator, and you are going to become an immortal. There will be countless "years" to spend in the future."

"Mortals have about 20,000 to 30,000 days and 300,000 hours in their lifetime. Don't they have to plan what they will do in the next hour and what they will finish in this hour?"

Wang Qi and Zhen Chanzi talked without delaying their work. This thread of consciousness was originally vacated by him to prevent accidents.

Invisible probability waves permeated outside his body, and sometimes collapsed and condensed into a series of talismans. Countless talismans flickered around him, invisible and formless, and actually derived various laws from the laws of Piaomiao Palace, almost cultivating the means of thinking and creating laws, and all laws follow the heart.

In his body, another thread of consciousness was controlling the flow of the Flame of Life. A year ago, he could not control it at all. He could only let it flow naturally or force out a line of negative entropy to pass it on to others. Now, he was controlling it as if it were his own arm. Wang Qi easily guided the Flame of Life to flow through his body, through various acupoints, and into every cell in his body. Wang Qi could even consciously suppress the Flame of Life, converge the blazing effect, and change the dissipation to a near balance.

The three dragon coins were still calmly absorbing the power of the Flame of Life. The law born from "wishes come true" was indeed magical. When Wang Qi began to suppress the Flame of Life, the speed at which the three coins absorbed the Flame of Life also slowed down a lot. Wang Qi specially separated a thread of thinking to analyze the powerful magical powers on the three coins, hoping to analyze the powerful magical powers on these three coins. But the magical powers of the dragon race are very different from the cultivation system of the human race, and there is no result yet.

And deep in Wang Qi's consciousness, in a certain illusion. There are more threads working hard. All the data sent by Du Bin have been entered by Wang Qi, converted into mathematical rules, and substituted into the new model. Jarvis is promoting this research with his powerful computing power. On the other hand, countless lines of "soul codes" are being born and dying. As the experiment progresses, the Divine Plague Curse in Wang Qi's hand is also being updated.

The magic formula of Piaomiao Palace is also verified one by one with Wang Qi's knowledge in his previous life. The magic formula extracted from the manuscript of Buzhun Daoren only has the most core formula. However, the picture of these magic methods is described in mathematical language. Wang Qi is currently using these as a breakthrough. Citing the specific moves or entry-level magic formulas of Wanfamen. To supplement the incomplete skills in his hands.

Everything is developing in a good direction...

While Wang Qi was thinking about this, he suddenly felt that the mana in his body was gradually boiling. He shook his head and sighed slightly-well, it was really just an illusion to think that everything was fine.

He slowly calmed down his mana. Suddenly, the three dragon coins emitted a suction force, like a sponge absorbing water, curling up and sucking the scattered mana in his body. Then. Wang Qi gathered the flame of life and firmly suppressed it in his heart.

"Six years of foundation building, six years of foundation building... I haven't been building the foundation for two years, and I have a tendency to rush to the late stage of Qi training." Wang Qi shook his head and exited the state of cultivation. If it weren't for the coincidence that I got such a wonderful thing as "Wish Come True", I really couldn't properly deal with the excess mana.

"It feels like I was still dealing with the foundation of the law a year or two ago, but now I have to start designing the most suitable golden elixir for myself." Wang Qi thought so, walked out of the door and came to the yard.

The weather was already very cold, but there were still molecules with a sweet taste jumping in the air. That was the smell of the mixture of marinade, animal protein and animal fat.

Twenty-eight. Stewed meat. This day was the time when every household had to eat meat.

Wang Qi suddenly remembered something and wanted to find Chen Youjia. According to his guess, Chen Youjia must have been in the kitchen early in the morning, setting up a big pot and waiting motionlessly. But Wang Qi soon discovered that there was no trace of her nearby.

"You mean Youjia? She went out early in the morning." When Wang Qi asked Chen Feng, Chen Feng asked back: "What do you want to see her for?"

Wang Qi's tone was slightly regretful: "A friend of mine asked me to have dinner tonight. I think the restaurant she booked is quite high-end and classy, ​​and I think she will be very happy to take my junior sister there."

Chen Feng shook his head: "That's not necessary. The local cultivators in Shenjing that you tricked basically don't like us sect disciples. Don't affect the evidence."

Wang Qi scratched his head: "No, it's my junior sister Bo from the same sect. You also met two years ago, right?"

Chen Feng admitted that he was absent-minded for a moment.

Brother, your rumored girlfriend traveled all the way to Shenjing to ask you out, but in this kind of situation, you brought another woman who wanted to seduce you... I sympathize with your disciples of Wanfamen, really...

Wang Qi never felt that there was any ambiguity between him and Bo Xiaoya. In fact, the two of them were more like comrades than friends. The two of them hardly talked about topics other than mathematics, so Wang Qi didn't think about it at all. He was actually very surprised why Chen Feng reacted like this. However, his focus was just to find Chen Youjia. Since Chen Youjia was not there, he was not interested in Chen Feng's expression, but asked: "By the way, my external type Faji and belt buckle, you have been trying them for almost two years, right? What do you think?"

Chen Feng asked in confusion: "What's wrong? You suddenly asked about this? Do you want to charge a fee?"

Wang Qi shook his head: "No, after this year of improvements, the cost of a single memory has been reduced to one-twentieth of the original, and the cost of refining a belt buckle is only one-fifth of the original. I was thinking Should we open a small fantasy cave [website] in the Fantasy Land and promote it? As long as you upload your own magic base deduction, you can get the refining map of the belt buckle and the general design ideas of the memory for free. "

Chen Feng thought for a moment and was surprised: "Are you trying to improve the artificial magic base technology through a large number of magic base designs?"

"By the way, every foundation-building monk can try more foundation designs."

Chen Feng nodded: "It's very useful. Thanks to it, the efficiency of designing the memory and then actually experiencing the effect of the magic base is seven to eight times that of deducing it out of thin air."

Wang Qi nodded: "If other people have this idea, then I can do it vigorously."

After Wang Qi left for a long time, Chen Feng came back to his senses and said in surprise: "I seem to have forgotten something... Oops! Wang Qi! Yujia asked me to tell you that she may have to leave Shenjing this time. Hello!"

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In front of Chen Youjia, a small clay stove was burning brightly, and there was a copper pot on the stove. The man has been heated up and the water inside is boiling. The ginger cubes are bright yellow, the scallions are green, and the chili peppers are bright red. All the bright colors are rolling up and down with the soup. Next to the soup, there is a plate of lamb thigh meat, which is fat and lean, red and white, and cut into very thin slices, with marble-like patterns on the meat slices. The dipping dish that goes with the mutton is chive fermented fermented bean curd mixed with finely ground sesame oil and sesame paste. In addition, there is no shortage of green vegetables, radish, vermicelli and tofu, and pork liver, chicken hearts, and beef fennel are on their own plates.

Facing such delicious food, Chen Youjia ate very cautiously. If she were in front of Wang Qi, she would have eaten this table of delicious food by herself. But at this time, she felt very unhappy eating.

Opposite her, a young man in his twenties looked at her with a slight smile: "Sister, what's wrong? Isn't it delicious?"

Chen Youjia shook his head silently.

"Father just refuses to give you a cent of gold or silver. He probably thinks that you can't stand the days without food and water, and you will go home soon."

Chen Youjia was impatient: "Someone will give it to me."

If Chen Youjia's brother is a guy with bad intentions, he may have had thoughts such as "What's this talk about being raped" and "That bastard blocked my sister's way home", and he would be furious and want to attack Kill some bad boy who gets close to his sister. However, Chen Youjun was a by-the-book person, so he just smiled and said: "You can't always trouble your friends. And the reason why you have only gotten closer to that kid Chen Feng in so many years is because you are from the same class of Leiyang Immortal Academy. . Speaking of which, he is also known as a good person, otherwise he might not be able to tolerate you. "

Chen Youjia was slightly annoyed: "Don't make me look like a rotten egg, there are people who like me... like me."

Chen Youjun shook his head: "Okay, okay, it's my fault. But, sister, it's not interesting for you to continue to stay in this ghost place in Shenjing, right? You have to go home with me for the Chinese New Year this year, right?"

"no way."

Chen Youjun patiently advised: "Actually, father already knows that he is wrong..."

"Why didn't that old idiot tell me face to face?" Chen Youjia showed an obvious anger on his face: "When did he not say 'I was wrong', and then what should he do next time? He was worried How much does he care about you and me?"

"Father...it's not like he didn't think about our brothers and sisters." Chen Youjun sighed slightly: "He was just a little obsessed with thinking."

Chen Youjia sneered: "It's not like I haven't seen what other people who seek the Tao look like. Do you really think that all those who seek the Tao in the world have to be like him?"

"you……"

"I told him before I left home that this time I have to make an even better calculation than he did, so that he can reflect on his own incompetence."

Chen Youjun asked: "What then?"

"What?"

There was a rare hint of severity in Chen Youjun's tone: "Have you ever thought about where you will go after you overwhelm your father?"

"You are just acting out of anger. My father never thinks that he is so great, nor does he think that he has become a great person. You don't want to ask for any truth, solve any mystery, or know any truth. It’s not that you want to change the world with your own research. My father feels that you shouldn’t be stuck at his level, so he’s a bit harsh on you if you only target your father. Somewhat disappointed.” (To be continued~^~)