Can Scientific Cultivators Penetrate into the Second Dimension

The process was much simpler than Lin Xiu imagined.

There are not so many bizarre life experiences, and there are not so many bloody vendettas to avenge, and there is no such thing as a family wealth that needs to be inherited. The mortal with the name "Lin Xiu" was just born from a declining poetry family, which is nothing special Just an ordinary person.

And he is not the only child born in this family. Besides him, there are four older brothers and sisters above, and three younger siblings below. His existence is not unusual.In this family, he had nothing but received "compulsory education" earlier and more systematically than others.

When he was ten years old, his mother couldn't sleep because of overwork in the cold winter, and the remaining father was unable to raise so many children alone. A Taoist priest happened to pass by and said that he would take him to a school in the city because of his intelligence. The father who had no other choice should come down.

But I don't want to, it will be nine years after a farewell.

Three years of schooling, six years of cultivating immortals, and today, the person who came here has become a visitor from another world with the same name but a different soul.

After finding out the origin of "Lin Xiu" from Tianhe Academy and knowing all the ins and outs, Lin Xiu didn't know for a while whether he was more relaxed or more regretful. If you just look at it from Lin Xiu's standpoint, the former is naturally more. After all, this situation Much better than initially expected.

A child who left home at the age of ten, who can recognize his original appearance after nine years?Presumably, few of Lin Xiu could recognize him when he stood in front of those people. In this case, the problem of identity exposure that Lin Xiu was worried about at the beginning naturally no longer exists.

And it's a pity... a person disappeared without a sound like this, and even the person who should remember him the most has blurred his face. Even if it shouldn't be said that from Lin Xiu's standpoint, he still feels a little lost.

Of course, knowing is not all bad.

After Lin Xiu successfully joined He Guizong, although he didn't take the initiative to contact the people in Pingxi Town, some upper-level people got sporadic news through various channels, but they couldn't get in touch because of the idea of ​​clinging to him. Lin Xiu himself in the sect could only find Pingxi Town.

Taking shelter from this, the original impoverished situation of the Lin family has long gone since nine years ago, and it is even more likely to become a big family in Pingxi Town today. Under the circumstances, as long as the Lin family makes good use of the things that Lin Xiu asked Keqing to send over just now, and with the blessing of his status as a disciple of "He Guizong", a century-old family will be indispensable, and after a hundred years ...That has nothing to do with "Lin Xiu".

"Is this an explanation for you?"

Facing the non-existent "self", Lin Xiu whispered to himself: "Then, go all the way."

41. Arrays and talismans are not separated

A week later, at the east gate of Yuanyang City.

"Li Jingpeng"

"arrive"

"Zhao Dai Jia"

"arrive"

"Huang Mao"

"arrive"

……

"Senior brother Li, the 67 registered disciples of Tianhe Academy have arrived, should we start now?"

Looking at Junior Brother Mo who can't wait, does Lin Xiu still have room to refuse?He could only nod his head and let the sixty-odd disciples get into the eight prepared carriages and head towards Heguizong.

Originally, this trip did not require this junior brother Mo to accompany him, but he obviously couldn't stand this state of hard work for days without making any progress. After Lin Xiu decided on the departure time, he directly handed over the matters in the academy—— The purpose of the existence of this school is to collect qualified mortals. After this batch of registered disciples are taken away until the next batch of enrollment, there is nothing to pay too much attention to. It is enough to hand over to the guards in the city. After all, for the school The city lord, who had speculated about the origin, longed for a chance to perform.

As for the future, it is the matter of the outer sect who is about to take over the academy, and it has nothing to do with him, a disciple of the Formation Pavilion who is about to return to the sect.

"Junior Brother Mo is from the Formation Pavilion?"

Lin Xiu was a little surprised. After all these years in the Outer Sect, people from the Artifact Refining Pavilion and the Alchemy Pavilion had the most contacts in Xiuxian Baiyi, followed by people from the Lingzhi Pavilion, the Spirit Beast Pavilion, and the Talisman Making Pavilion. Those who also belong to the indispensable "Formation Pavilion" in Xiuxian Baiyi have the least contact with them.

Probably because he was used to his identity, Junior Brother Mo didn't show any strange emotions after seeing Lin Xiu's appearance, but simply explained his situation.

Junior brother Mo's full name is Mo Muqing, he is a disciple who entered the class earlier than Lin Xiu, after passing the three-year probationary period, because of his extraordinary talent, he joined the "Formation Pavilion", which is relatively rare for outer disciples, After practicing step by step for three years, in order to practice a powerful formation, he borrowed a lot of spiritual stones from the elders in the cabinet.

Originally, according to Mo Muqing's idea, as long as this formation is completed, he can rely on it to earn spiritual energy and pay off his debts. Unfortunately, at the last moment, all the materials for the formation were discarded, and he still owed a large amount of spiritual stones need to be repaid.

As a last resort, Mo Muqing could only take the garrison mission that the outer disciples could not avoid. Three years passed in a flash. In the past three years, Mo Muqing's cultivation could be maintained at the fifth level of Qi training. His attainments in Dharma have improved a lot, and he will wait until he returns to the Zongmen to show off his skills.

"Senior brother would think that it is normal for disciples of the Formation Pavilion to be rare. After all, formations are still a bit too obscure for disciples in the Qi refining period, especially in the early and middle stages of Qi training. That is to say, Senior Brother, I have some talent in this area, otherwise I would not choose formations. Fa Pavilion. It’s the inner sect, I heard that there are many inner sect disciples with advanced cultivation, and even true disciples who are proficient in formations, even if they are not interested in it, they will learn a little bit about it.”

"Why is this?"

Mo Muqing said with a smile: "There has been a saying in the world of cultivating immortals since ancient times: There is no separation of arrays, talismans and talismans."

In Mo Muqing's narration, Lin Xiu also opened up a corner of the relationship between formations, refining weapons and talismans, the three famous skills in the cultivation of immortals.

The so-called cultivating arts may be clearly distinguished when the realm is low, but as soon as the realm rises, the distinction between each other is not as clear as it was at the beginning, but rather blurred.

"It's like refining weapons. Needless to say, the armor and weapons used by mortals, but as long as the magical weapons used by monks will be more or less engraved with formations, strong, soft, sharp... Every realm has a corresponding magic formation exist."

"The same is true for talismans. Elementary talismans may be able to be painted by gourd painting, but mid-level and high-level talismans will also involve some knowledge of formations. As long as the talismans are well drawn, you can get twice the result with half the effort when practicing formations. So It is said that the higher the realm, the more unfathomable the immortal cultivators are, after all, excluding their cultivation, the many skills and experiences they have accumulated over the long years are already quite terrifying."

Hearing this, Lin Xiu was also a little stunned, and this was also a mistake of empiricism.

This is not the previous life that I am familiar with. In that world, various knowledge and skills gradually differentiated from a huge general to more detailed subjects, because human beings are destined to be unable to fill in all known knowledge in detail due to their limited lifespan. Digest it in your mind.

But this world is different. With the improvement of the cultivation level, not only the life expectancy of the monks will be greatly increased, but also the memory ability, understanding ability, thinking ability... all aspects will be strengthened, and they are fully capable of developing themselves into "all-rounders". Once a monk manages to fully accommodate all the arts of cultivating immortals, he will naturally be able to connect them by analogy. That's why cultivating all arts of immortals is the way from the initial distinction to the latter.

It can be said that in this world of cultivating immortals, every monk with a high level of cultivation is a living encyclopedia. Even if something happens in this world of cultivating immortals that would disrupt history, as long as a monk of this level can survive two or three years People can support and develop this civilization to a prosperous stage again.

"Wei Li belongs to the powerful life force under him..."

"Senior Brother Lin?"

"Cough, nothing."

Realizing that he was distracted, Lin Xiu changed the topic: "I've barely dabbled in talismans, and almost don't know anything about formations."

Thinking of the two old friends in Qiankun Sack, Lin Xiu suddenly had a thought: "Junior Brother Mo, is there a possibility, I mean possibility—"

For some reason, Mo Muqing suddenly had an unexplained chill. Just as he was wondering if he was sick or something, he heard a strange question.

"—After I learn a formation, I can carve this formation onto the wooden puppet, will it be effective?"

"Ah...it should be okay, right?"

Although the question is a bit strange, but from a professional point of view, Mo Muqing still gave an answer after careful consideration of the feasibility: "I heard that high-level puppets are carved with countless complex formations on every piece of material, and low-level puppets Although I haven't heard of anyone carving formations on it, since they are all 'puppets', it shouldn't be bad?"

Hearing this answer, Lin Xiu was shocked immediately, his back was no longer sore and his legs were no longer hurting, and he asked Mo Muqing enthusiastically about formation techniques.

In this way, half a month passed by in a flash.

42. The sword light is like me, cutting all the mess!

On this day, Lin Xiu asked Mo Muqing for advice on formations as usual.

Should it be said that he is a talented disciple in formation?Although Lin Xiu is not as good as Lin Xiu in terms of cultivation, but in terms of explaining and imparting formations, he is profound and simple. Even Lin Xiu, a beginner, can clearly answer questions.

At the same time, it is also because he is getting closer to He Guizong. Facing Lin Xiu's tireless pursuit of learning, Mo Muqing not only has no impatience, but also became interested. The two of them spend almost half of the time every day exchanging formations. Knowledge.

After half a month, Lin Xiu not only outlined the strengthening plan for Ying and Keqing in his heart, but also had a further idea for his "pistol" spell.

Just when the two were discussing how to arrange a formation that can stabilize the operation of spiritual power in a limited area, Lin Xiu's face suddenly became serious, and Mo Muqing, who was opposite him, was a little strange at first when he saw this, thinking that he had offended him somewhere This senior brother's face also changed after a while.

"Blood smell!"

"And it's still fresh."

Lifting the curtain of the car, Lin Xiu got out of the carriage, lowered his voice and said to Mo Muqing who was behind him, "I'll trouble my brother to stay here and take care of these disciples."

Knowing that something was wrong, Mo Muqing did not refuse. He nodded and started to arrange the formation. After Lin Xiu took out the fire mouse leather gloves from the Qiankun bag and put them on, he held the "cracked gold" sword hilt with one hand and prepared the "pistol" with the other. "Spell, approaching the place deep in the forest where the smell of blood is the strongest.

With the keen sense of smell unique to immortal cultivators, after walking less than 100 meters, Lin Xiu found the source of the bloody smell in the dense forest. It was a disemboweled brown horse. It appeared that a group of pedestrians had been attacked.

Unsurprisingly, after walking along the wreckage for tens of meters, Lin Xiu found a dead body. Because the damage was too serious, he could not see its original appearance, but he found the corpse on the body Bite marks.

"There is aura left...is it a monster?"

With this discovery, Lin Xiu became more vigilant, took out two things from the Qiankun bag, instilled spiritual power, and moved forward step by step towards the deeper wreckage.

As one goes deeper into the dense forest, more wreckage and traces can be found. The number of corpses has increased from one to three at the beginning. Some sundries for daily use, a few broken weapons, some books that you carry with you—at a glance, they are basically about seeking immortals and Taoism.

Lin Xiu couldn't help being silent.

This kind of situation is not uncommon, it is better to say that it is commonplace. In the big environment of Xinanling, the probability of ordinary people wanting to obtain immortality is extremely low. The casual cultivators found it and took it away, and the only thing left was to give up this idea, or risk a near-death risk to break into those inaccessible places.

There are indeed "immortals" in the eyes of ordinary people in the Nanling Mountains. In this respect, this group is lucky, but at the same time they are also unlucky, because there are not only "immortals" in the Nanling Mountains, but also monsters.

It's very simple, since there is spiritual energy here, which can attract the only overlord-level sect in the south of the river to establish a mountain gate here, it will naturally also attract those monsters, even more monsters than immortal cultivators. So much so that the Zongmen had to issue tasks from time to time for disciples to eliminate these monsters, just like the task of cleaning up the Monkey Mountain that Lin Xiu came into contact with when he first started.

The only thing that confuses Lin Xiu is that from the traces, these monsters that launched the attack are not alone but have a scale, and all monsters that have become a scale basically live in a fixed area, which makes no sense I made a special trip to the outside to look for food...

Suddenly, a gust of wind came from behind.

There was a thrilling scene in the dense forest. A blue wolf clinging to a tree jumped down from the trunk and slammed towards the unsuspecting figure below, but the latter seemed unaware.

Just when the ferocious minions were about to tear through the thin flesh and plunge into the throat to drink the blood——

"Turn into dust!"

With a crisp yell, orange-yellow stones suddenly jumped out of the ground around that figure, just blocking the path of the blue wolf. The wolf directly hit his head and broke his blood. After a howl, he fell to the ground and couldn't get up again in a short time.

This seemed to be a signal. Following the wail of the green wolf, high-pitched howls of wolves sounded around, and for a moment it seemed that the entire forest was full of these beasts.

For this, Lin Xiu still looked plain, with his right hand maintaining the posture of the "pistol" spell, the fire spirit ball compressed by his fingertips could not be fired, and his left hand was holding the hilt of the sword. Walking among wolves.

The wolves that rushed out ignored the badly injured wolf, and flocked from all directions to the prey in the center - the monk's body soaked in spiritual power for a long time, which is undoubtedly the most delicious for monsters food.

However, what awaited them was not the delicious blood food, but the girl's cold voice.

"Go with the wind!"

The wind-attribute spirit stone hanging on the side of the waist bloomed with brilliant light. Under the traction of the spirit power, the girl leaped high as if she had escaped from the shackles of gravity. Halo's wooden sword flipped over, and then, a small hurricane rose from nothing in this dense forest, and the violent wind pressure tore at the rushing wolves, pulling them all into it, like a drum washing machine Turned round and round and drifted away thinking about it.

"despair"

The girl landed lightly, lightly shook the blade in her hand, and silently guarded Lin Xiu's body.

It was also at this time that Lin Xiu finally caught the faint trace of spiritual energy, and immediately directed the long-prepared "pistol" technique in that direction and simultaneously called out: "Ke Qing, stop it!"

The compressed fire spirit ball hit a big tree at a distance of more than [-] meters. The nearly fifty-year-old cypress tree was blown in two and fell down in the sound of the rumbling explosion. But before that, a white shadow came from Flashed out from behind, and fled to the distance with extremely sensitive posture and speed. Just when this figure was about to run out of the limit that Lin Xiu could sense, a purple lightning flashed in midair.

"The shadow is like a sword!"

The purple lightning exploded on the white shadow's escape route, forcing it to slow down and change direction, but this short period of time was enough for Keqing to activate the spiritual power of the thunder-attribute spirit stone on his body.

"Sword light like me—"

Using the sword as the brush and spiritual power as the ink, he drew a gorgeous and deadly "net" around the fleeing figure.

"—Cut all the mess!"

43. The monster

Calmly comforting the students around who were a little agitated by the howling of wolves in the distance, Mo Muqingyuan was not as calm as the surface, as could be seen from his glances sweeping towards the dense forest from time to time.