After I resigned, I became popular in the whole universe [Quick Transmigration]

The disciples stared dumbfounded at the indifferent Immortal Venerable, thinking in a daze that the Immortal Venerable might have been taken away by someone...

It was also at the moment when this sentence was said and everyone was surprised and unable to control their emotions, Chu Feng's expression turned cold, and he looked at a corner of the sky with piercing eyes, and drew his sword without hesitation to cut out a cold light.

The cold light pierced the sky, with unparalleled power, like a meteor streaking across the sky.

The disciples were stunned by this sudden change, and reflexively retreated in all directions, intending to protect themselves.

With cold eyes, Chu Yan looked at the unknown monk on the opposite mountain who tried to spy on the situation here, but unfortunately he escaped by chance, and then looked back at the disciples who were terrified and afraid that he would kill him. The not-so-good-looking expression became even colder at the moment.

He withdrew his sword indifferently, and the aura around him became colder and colder.

In the next second, someone pulled his cuff, and Si Qi, who had been standing firmly beside him, asked him with a worried expression, "What's the matter? Are you okay?"

Looking at those pure eyes full of concern, Chu Yan's frozen heart was gently touched by the invisible feather.

A pair of eyes that were always cold, so cold that they were almost numb, slowly softened at this moment.

"Nothing." He said softly.

Si Qi seldom saw Chu Yan showing such a lonely appearance, and felt distressed for a moment, and said seriously: "If you have anything to do, you can tell me, and I will help you share it."

The disciples on the side subconsciously showed contempt and sneer, mocking Si Qi's overreaching.

Chu Yan's expression became more relaxed because of this, and he nodded subtly, accepting Si Qi's kindness.

Xixi reminded Si Qi: [The person who spied on just now should be Zhou Junyi, the son of the world]

Si Qi: [I guess so, only he has the good fortune to escape alive from the sword of the strongest person in the cultivation world]

According to the original route, the original owner jumped out to rob Xianzun and his party.Originally, I was only thinking about verbal threats, and didn't plan to directly attack.But he fell down one after another in front of everyone, lost face, and was unceremoniously laughed at by several disciples.

Under the mixture of shame and indignation, the original owner simply chose to fight, but was beaten so helplessly by the Immortal Venerable Chu Yan, that he put down his harsh words and ran away.

Si Qi himself knows how the future will develop, and Zhou Junyi, the son of the world who has been with the original owner for many years and has a deep understanding of the original owner's character, can naturally figure out the original owner's way of action very closely.

Zhou Junyi, who deliberately led the original owner to the front of Chu Fen, made a lot of calculations. He was sure that the original owner would definitely fight with Chu Fen at this time. Tiger fight.

Who knew that watching him, the former younger brother actually saw the majestic boss looking for someone to eat with a shy face, and brazenly said that he was a genius, and it would definitely not hurt him to accept him. A capable immortal learns the art of immortality.

Such a magical development is already enough to surprise, Zhou Junyi almost did not stabilize his mind, who knows that everyone in the cultivation world knows everyone, and the strongest person in the cultivation world with a cold face deeply rooted in the hearts of the people is really really Just agreed?

--answer!answer!up! !

Originally, he planned to let the two biggest stumbling blocks kill each other, so that he could reap the benefits of being a fisherman, but who would have thought that the two great enemies would hook up like this.Zhou Junyi, who lifted a rock and smashed his own foot, was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He accidentally failed to restrain his breath, and leaked the unconcealable hostility, which was noticed by Chu Yan.

It took a lot of effort to get away with the power of the magic weapon, and Zhou Junyi secretly hated that damned fairy, who almost killed him with just a random blow from the air, and ruined his hard-earned treasure. A treasure, and I have a grudge against these two guys in my heart.

Si Qi didn't know that the son of the world started to beat him up again, and he didn't care too much if he knew.

He let go of the hand holding Chu Fen's cuff, followed Chu Fen for a few steps, and suddenly realized that he didn't fall down, and said pleasantly, "I'm not unlucky anymore?"

After the words fell, the people around looked at him, and saw him groan, and fell down again.

"Puchi"

Several disciples couldn't help laughing out loud.

They thought to themselves that this is really a fool, how could he be so stupid.

Such a weak guy is destined not to become a strong one in the realm of comprehension, and will be killed by someone sooner or later.

Chu Yan frowned slightly, pinched out a magic formula with his fingers, put his index finger and third finger together, passed in front of his eyes, and opened his eyes to look at Si Qi.

Then he saw the young man who slowly got up from the ground, his body was miserable, he had no luck at all, and he was still exuding luck continuously.

It's like pouring out the few drops of dew that may appear in the future into a tank that is already empty of water, and pouring it out spoonful by spoonful——in such a situation, if he is not unlucky, who will be unlucky?

But this is not right...

The reason why monks can practice is because of their "fate".

There is an unwritten rule in the world of comprehension, that is, a monk's talent, chance, and luck are all predestined.

The inverse word that goes against the sky, the inverse is to continue to struggle in this determined fate, within the frame drawn by the way of heaven, to jump out of this circle, and to do everything possible to make oneself stronger.

It sounds difficult, but it's actually pretty good in comparison.

Because the monks at least have a large or small circle, while the mortals don't even have a circle, the tiny one is only a sesame seed-sized spot, no matter how hard they struggle, it's useless.

So at this moment, look at the worse than point in front of you, just an empty zero, the monster boy who is still constantly overdrawn.Chu Yan was puzzled, with such bad luck, he shouldn't be a demon cultivator...

It was his fate that he should have died young at birth, or had been stillborn.

It's so weird.

Using spiritual energy to lift Si Qi up from the sky, at least he won't be told to take a step and fall, and everyone doesn't have to wait for him to watch his jokes.

Si Qi didn't like this feeling of wrestling everywhere, and felt Chu Yan's care. He thanked Chu Yan with a smile, moved to Chu Yan's side, tugged at the corner of his clothes, and said to him: "You treat me so well. Okay, can I not leave you again in the future!"

A few disciples on the side curled their lips, disgusted by Si Qi's shameless, overly fawning flattery.

Chu Yan's eyes were still open, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Si Qi touching his sleeve.He clearly saw that the surging golden luck that was originally lingering around him flowed to Si Qi without any resistance, and it lingered for a long time before dissipating slowly.

This……

It was the first time that Chu Yan knew that luck would be transferred, and he was a little stunned for a while, looking at Si Qi with some thought in his eyes.

Si Qi didn't notice this, but he was very happy to see his lover as soon as he came here, and he walked a lot more lightly, no, it's been a long time since he fell down!

Chu Yan brought his disciples back to the sect. He thought a lot along the way, and now he finally understood a little bit, and said to Si Qi, "Your luck...has been transferred?"

Si Qi was slightly taken aback, never expecting that Chu Feng would say that suddenly, and it was so accurate.

It's just that from his point of view, it's impossible for him to know the world lines of those past and present lives, so he just paused, and said in a puzzled tone: "I don't know, but I've been unlucky since a week ago, and I took one step and one fall. I can't find anything to eat, it's so miserable!"

He said convincingly: "It wasn't like this at all before! I used to be able to get what I wanted, and to do what I wanted to do! Anything I want can come true!"

That's why the original owner's character is so self-confident.

Let me ask a person who has been going smoothly since he was born, and can win 500 million prizes every time he buys a lottery ticket, can he feel inferior.

Chu Feng nodded slightly, expressing his understanding.

Taking away luck is tantamount to taking away other people's fate. Such a shocking thing scares the monks even more than taking away their homes.

The latter can at least use their souls to resist, but the former has no reason at all.

And the plundered are destined to live a life that is worse than death, and even living is a kind of torture.

It’s fine to drink water until you fall down while walking, but you may die of inexplicable aggrievedness due to inexplicable reasons such as incorrect sleeping posture.

What is even more unacceptable is that the person who will encounter this kind of thing must be a powerful existence with shockingly strong luck and perfect destiny that attracts worldwide attention.Otherwise, the person who masters this kind of secret technique will not choose to replace the opponent's fate with himself.

If it is said that Chu Fen is the one with the strongest destiny on the Human Race side, then the Monster Race side is probably the young man in front of him...

That mysterious person probably felt that Chu Feng was too powerful to operate, and the monster boy hadn't had time to grow up at this moment, so he chose him instead...

Chu Yan judges others by himself. If he falls from a strong man standing at the top to a weak man who is not as good as ordinary people, how painful it will be.

And it is such a tormenting experience for a stunning genius to be assassinated in the middle of his growth and become an ant who is nothing and is laughed at every day.

Thinking of this, Chu Yan completely let go of the last bit of wariness towards Si Qi.

People who are so unlucky have no energy to plan any conspiracy, because the plan is doomed to go bankrupt before it even starts.

On the contrary, seeing Si Qina's luck has declined like this, but his eyes are always full of joy and optimism, Chu Yan respects such an existence.

He seemed to put his hand on Si Qi's shoulder naturally, as if to encourage him.In fact, he sent his Qi to Si Qi, and said to him: "From now on, you will be my disciple. If you encounter any difficulties, you can come to seek help from the teacher."

A few disciples at the side were deeply unbelievable when they saw that Xianzun Chu Fen would say such words to someone he had just met, and their eyes turned red with envy.

——Why? !

This guy hasn't even tested his spiritual roots yet, and he's so stupid!

Just because he is good-looking, has a cute and sweet smile, and can say nice words to flatter him? ! !

The group of people who looked down on Si Qi originally hated Si Qi even more now, and looked at Si Qi with poisonous thorns in their eyes.

Si Qi didn't care about other people's gazes, his eyes flickered back at his lover, his heart was full of unparalleled joy.

He smiled sweetly, with two symmetrical dimples on his face, and said happily: "Okay! I will always be by your side and never leave!"

The people around heard the words and became even more jealous.

None of them are the disciples of the Immortal Venerable, and they have not been taught by the Immortal Venerable, so why should this guy do it! !

Why! !

Chu Yan nodded: "Follow me to the head of the sect and let me know. From now on, you will be my Ling Xiaozong's disciple."

He used "inform" instead of "meet", which also shows his status in this sect.

If it weren't for the fact that the matter of apprenticeship can't be casual, he probably said it in the voice transmission jade slip, and he wouldn't have gone to the head of the mountain to meet with the other party.

The head of the sect also never thought that his celestial master would pick up an apprentice when he went out, and he was the kind of apprentice who happened to meet on the side of the road and tricked him back with a few bigu pills.

Naturally, someone will take care of the trivial matters such as registering their identities and receiving tokens for them. The head of the sect met Si Qi, remembered Si Qi's appearance, and said to Chu Min, "Have you ever tested the spiritual root?"

Chu Yan: "Never."

The master was speechless for a moment.

Is it so easy for a dignified immortal to accept disciples?

Chu Yan: "But the foundation must not be weak."

The master laughed.

The spiritual root has never been tested, so how do you know if the root is good or not?

The head took out the test spirit stone, and with a smile signaled Si Qi to test the spirit root.Si Qi took a step and fell, and after being helped up by Chu Yan himself, he walked steadily in the next few steps.

I don't know that the leader who hasn't seen anyone walk or fall for hundreds of years is speechless again.

He tried his best to maintain a calm and tolerant smile, and looked down at the Lingshi that Si Qi had touched.

A flash of satisfaction flashed in his eyes in the next second. Thinking that this is Chu Xianzun's apprentice after all, he was not surprised by the result, nodded and said: "Tian Linggen, only wood spirit root, not bad."

Tianlinggen, and it's still a single line, of course it couldn't be better.

Then he habitually pinched the magic formula with his hands, opened his eyes, and looked at Si Qi intently, wanting to see his fate.

"..."

"???"

The head of the sect blinked vigorously, subconsciously pinched the formula again, and stared at Si Qi vigorously.

But no matter how he looked at it, that tiny little bit of light (which Chu Yan gave him just now) was as insignificant as a candle in the wind, crumbling...

Could it be that there is something wrong with his eyesight? ? ?

As a cultivator, even the worst cultivator with four spiritual roots must have a much better destiny than ordinary people.

What's more, Si Qi's current condition is worse than that of an ordinary person, so it's not surprising that he will die on the spot in the next second.

The head of the sect subconsciously raised his head to ask Chu Feng, and was almost blinded by the radiant golden fate.The two eyes narrowed into a thin line, and he said in a daze: "This... Immortal, why can't you check your disciple's fate?"

It's not that it's impossible to check, but it's hard to believe that it's found.

Chu Feng said, "That's not important."

Head: "Ah..."

Fate is not important, what else is important.

Wasn't it because Chu Yan was detected as a super fate that was rare in a thousand years when he first started, he was accepted as a direct disciple by the previous head on the spot, and the whole sect worshiped him like an ancestor, what a good thing They were all sent to him immediately, just for him to protect the Ling Xiaozong in the future, so that the sect can become the biggest sect in the cultivation world?

The original wish of the sect has already been fulfilled, and Chu Yan has become the strongest monk known to all in the cultivation world, and Ling Xiaozong's status is absolutely unshakable.

Everything, in the final analysis, is because of Chu Yan's absolute destiny that is so powerful that no one can ignore it.

The head of the sect looked suspiciously at Si Qi's invisible luck that dissipated in an instant. Generally speaking, only stones without spirituality can be like this.

After thinking about it, he felt that since Si Qi was still standing there perfectly, it must not be a dead thing.Since it wasn't that there was a problem with his luck, it was that there was a problem with his eyes—how could the dignified Tianlinggen have no luck?There must be something else interfering.

In the vast realm of cultivation, nothing strange has ever happened, and not everything can be answered.The head of the sect organized his thoughts, and said in a calm manner: "If that's the case, then it's fine. Since he has joined your sect, he will naturally learn swordsmanship from you in the future. If you need anything, just let me know."

Chu Yan nodded slightly, saluted slightly, and left here with Si Qi.

They returned to the mountain where Chu Yan was. There were no servants or disciples here, except for a few wild deer occasionally scurrying around halfway up the mountain. It was so secluded that it could almost be called isolated from the world.

I don't know how Chu Feng usually passes the time.

Chu Yan quickly explained to Si Qi with his own words.

He brought Si Qi to the quiet room, didn't even say a word of politeness, and went straight to the point: "Have you ever practiced any exercises before?"

Si Qi shook his head: "Never, and I can't read."

He didn't feel ashamed at all for saying that.

Chu Yan was not surprised when he heard the words - after all, the young man in front of him was a monster, and it was so strange that the monster couldn't read characters.

His demeanor has always been cold, and he doesn't have much gentleness as a master, but when he does things, he is definitely better than someone who can only do superficial kung fu.

If it were any other cultivator, he would probably have already flung his sleeves at this moment and sent his disciple to a special school to study, and let him come to him after learning the basic skills.

Chu Yan nodded lightly, without saying anything superfluous, and said directly: "Then I will teach you one by one from the beginning as a teacher."

Si Qi nodded with a smile and said yes.

He likes Chu Feng's gentle and considerate look.

Chu Yan: "You have not practiced the exercises, but you have already completed the method of drawing qi into the body. Presumably, your talent is not weak. As long as you are willing to study hard, no matter how bad your luck is, you will definitely be able to break through the world."

Si Qi was full of self-confidence: "It's said that blue is better than blue. This disciple doesn't have much ambition, and he'll be satisfied if he can stand shoulder to shoulder with his master!"

If others had heard this, they would have laughed out loud, mocking Si Qi for overreaching himself.

Chu Yan seemed to be pleased by this sentence, his eyes slightly bent, and his voice became much softer. He picked up the scroll and read it carefully: "Qi is stored in the air, containing the Dao..."

The two sat side by side, and while Chu Yan explained to Si Qi the common sense of how to draw qi into the body, he patiently taught Si Qi how to read little by little.

His voice was nice, just the type that Si Qi liked, lonely and cold with a little gentleness, very much like the main god in his first memory.

Si Qi listened very carefully. Basically, when Chu Yan taught a word, he memorized it, and when Chu Yan read it for the second time, he could repeat it verbatim.

With such a skill, Chu Feng noticed it in a short while.

The speed at which this little disciple absorbs knowledge is as easy and natural as breathing. He can almost grasp what he says in an instant. Even Chu Feng, who is born with extraordinary intelligence, can't help being deeply surprised by this.

The relaxed teaching makes people feel happy physically and mentally. After Chu Feng finished speaking about the last knowledge point, his eyes were full of expectation: "...you can try it according to the method taught by the teacher."

Si Qi nodded briskly and sat upright.Taking a slight breath, the invisible spiritual power around him reacted quickly, like pointers attracted by a magnetic field, they all turned to Si Qi, pouring into his body continuously.

Even though he had been prepared for a long time, Chu Yan was still shocked by Si Qi's amazing talent.

Seeing a lot of mediocre people whose aptitude is not as good as his, and suddenly encountering someone who is as talented as him, it feels as amazing as when others see him.

It's a pity that this feeling didn't last long. The next second, Si Qi's relaxed and calm expression suddenly became ugly.

The spiritual power in the body surged and rushed uncontrollably, like controlling a group of wild horses, which made people feel at a loss.

The tearing of the tendons was extremely painful, and Si Qi's throat felt sweet, and a trace of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

Chu Yan quickly stretched out his hand and pressed Si Qi's chest, the spiritual power penetrated into his body, gently but forcefully wrapped the spiritual power in Si Qi's body, and slowly released it from the acupuncture points near Si Qi's veins.

Si Qi seemed to have been stabbed thousands of times from the inside with a knife, his face was pale, and his body was shaking from the pain.

His tendons were torn because of a stroke.

It sounds funny, but it's really hard to laugh when it actually happens.

A trace of sadness flashed in Chu Yan's eyes, and he said, "Your talent is indeed not weak."

But luck is really bad.

It's like mortals may accidentally choke on drinking water.Si Qi's good way of introducing air into the body also caused this unexpected incident of uncontrolled airflow colliding with the tendons.

For other monks, maybe as long as you are careful not to mess around when you are practicing, and don't chat with others while practicing, then such a small probability event will never happen.

But when it comes to Si Qi, it's probably because unless he maintains all-round vigilance at all times, he will show you every minute.

Chu Feng is a genuinely proud child of heaven. He has been cultivating Taoism for hundreds of years, and has never encountered any bottlenecks along the way, let alone such low-level mistakes.

At this moment, it is like a big boss who only spends time studying world-class scientific research problems, abandoning a group of talented doctoral students, and turning to elementary school students who have not even learned the basics, correcting why 1+0 is not equal to 10 The problem is really a bit... not in the field of expertise.

However, he is a very serious and responsible master, and he is well versed in the principle of preventing problems before they happen.

Learn if you don't understand.

After cleaning the remaining spiritual power in Si Qi's body with spiritual power, he fed him a healing elixir.Chu Feng sent a message to the steward of the medicine hall, and asked him to send someone to send medicine pills for repairing tendons, and other things that low-level disciples would need because of carelessness and lack of strength, and sent them to him in wholesale. .

Countless disciples and elders in the door who were closely watching Chu Xianzun's activities heard about this immediately, and for a while, they didn't know what expression to use to face all this.

Especially after the steward came back and told the people around him that he had seen Chu Xianzun's disciples practicing under Chu Xianzun's nose, and they could draw Qi into their bodies to make them mess up, they looked weird and murmured in their hearts.

How come there are so many geniuses who are not cultivated, and such a guy who is not good or bad is chosen to come back.

But in the end, it was Chu Xianzun who chose him himself. Everyone still had great confidence in Chu Xianzun's strength. They always felt that since they could get into the eyes of this big guy, there must be something special about him.

Secretly paying attention to this side, occasionally they would gather together to discuss, and said with a smile that their Ling Xiaozong might produce another astonishing and brilliant genius like Chu Xianzun.

They waited and waited and observed patiently for half a month. They didn't hear any other news. They only heard that Chu Xianzun let the medicine hall stop the wound medicine again, and that disciple had problems here and there. Zun was treated in time, and the door gave him so many pills to nourish...

A group of people frowned and thought about it, thinking that this is not right, why this person not only did not improve his cultivation by leaps and bounds, like Chu Xianzun, who built a foundation in one month and half a year, but also looked like the disease collector in the medical book, what? Strange problems are happening one after another?

No matter how poor aptitude is for a dull person, he won't be able to toss like him, right?

Things got so noisy that even the head of the sect came over to visit Chu Xianzun's disciples.Seeing with his own eyes how the other party would get out of breath at every turn and fall when he took a step, he was suspicious for a while, and finally confirmed his judgment.

——This guy's luck is really so bad that it can't get any worse!

What about Tianlinggen?What's the difference between a person who can't even induce air into the body and a waste? !

The more the head sect looked at Si Qi's unlucky face, the more displeased he was. He found Chu Feng and said to him earnestly: "...It's not that I feel sorry for those pills, it's just that there are so many talented disciples under the sect, which one is not as good as this one?" Strong? In the past, you said that you didn’t want to waste time taking care of apprentices, so that’s all. Now that you’re willing to take care of your disciples, why don’t you choose a better one?”

The more the head thought about it, the more puzzled he became, and he said very firmly: "With his appearance, no matter how many panaceas are used, he will die in a second!"

Chu Yan's attitude was firm, and his tone was cold: "Then I will fill him with magic weapons. Even if a monk in the Mahayana period comes, he will not be able to hurt a hair of his hair."

You said that Si Qi will die sooner or later and waste everything, then I will use more extravagant treasures to protect him so that he will not suffer any harm.

A problem that cannot be solved by one spirit stone, a thousand, ten thousand, even if he uses spirit stones to bury it, he will also bury the bumps in Si Qi's way forward.

The leader was so blocked by these words that he almost didn't come up.

He looked at Chu Yan with a pale face, but he couldn't speak, let alone scold, he opened and closed his lips several times, and finally left with a livid face and shook his sleeves angrily.

He didn't really do anything to Si Qi, and he would give all the pills that should be given for Chu Yan's sake.It's just that after that, the reputation of Si Qi in the Lingxiao Sect became more and more unbearable, as if he was regarded as an oil bottle, a broom star, wishing that he would die quickly and give up his position, so as not to waste the time of the immortal, not to mention the waste of the family There are so many precious pills that can save people.

Chu Yan protected Si Qi very well, and never let these words reach Si Qi's ears.

Because of his unlucky physique, Si Qi didn't dare to run around at will, so naturally he didn't know the rumors about him outside.

He followed Chu Feng with all his heart, occasionally seeing his lover, occasionally delving into cultivation, and living a peaceful and comfortable life.

Chu Yan always said to him: "Don't worry, take your time, you can."

Si Qi also said confidently, "I can definitely do it!"

Then again and again, he inducts the air into his body, encounters all kinds of troubles again and again, and repeatedly tosses himself very hard.

A body is healed after being injured, and it is injured after being healed. It does not need to eat three meals a day, and it can be full by taking only pills.

He is like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, who will not be defeated by the too difficult environment at all. The setbacks again and again have completely stimulated his desire to win and make him want to conquer the mountain in front of him even more, and let the difficulties succumb at his feet.

A month later, Si Qi licked his lips, put down the pen and ink in his hand, and looked at the human meridian diagram in front of him, a gleam of excitement flashed in his eyes.

Chu Feng was puzzled: "What is this?"

Of course he could see that this was the mantra he taught Si Qi to draw qi into the body, and the lines drawn on various parts of the human body were the trajectory of the aura.

But he couldn't understand the meaning of the strange symbols densely packed next to the lines.

It looks like a child's graffiti ghost drawing, and I can't find the pattern at all, and I can't understand what it means.

But each piece of ghost painting talisman is neatly and orderly arranged together, and there is an inexplicable sense of rigor between the lines.

Of course he didn't know that this was Si Qi's solution in response to Tian Dao's target.

As we all know, everything in the world has eternal rules, just like time will go backward bit by bit, falling apples will fall to the ground, a cause is destined to correspond to an effect, 1+1 is always equal to 2.

Si Qi knew that he was very unlucky, but no matter how unlucky he was, it was impossible for him to reach the sky while walking, he would just accidentally fall down.

You only need to regard your body as a terminal, your spiritual power as a programming formula, your tendons as engineering circuits, and draw a complete set of operation diagrams.

Next, relying on these regular formulas, he will load the influx of spiritual power into this intelligent program that will never have bugs, so no matter how much the Heavenly Dao targets him, he will not have any problems again.

It's like a person riding a bicycle on the road, and there are always villains beside him bumping into his body and pulling his collar, trying to make him fall down.

Si Qi has now given up on the bicycle that needs to be controlled by himself, and directly built a smart car, which can be driven on the road in a grandiose manner. He doesn't even need to put his hands on the steering wheel, and he can lie down in the car and sleep with peace of mind. The car whized and sped towards the destination, letting Tiandao stretch out his legs to make the stumbling block useless, once the legs stretched out, the car crushed your legs and you didn't have anything to say.

It is said that people will always make mistakes, and they may choke on drinking water, but computers will never have such problems, right?

Si Qi looked at the diagram in his hand, smiled and said something that Chu Yan couldn't understand at all.

In the era of comprehensive technology, human labor will be replaced by machines sooner or later. Why do you have to bother to cultivate yourself and leave it to the automatic running program?

Chu Yan looked at Si Qi's vivid eyes with a gentle expression on his face.

He always felt that Si Qi seemed to be worrying about something a few days ago, some problem hindered his thinking and made him emotionally unsatisfied.

Now that problem was finally solved by Si Qi, Si Qi's joy seemed to be transmitted to his heart through time and space, making him happy too.

Si Qi let Chu Yan watch from the side, closed his eyes slightly, and went through the calculation in his mind.

Then, like a lathe that has been coded, the machine track starts to run automatically.

Surging spiritual power crazily poured into Si Qi's veins from all directions, and then without any resistance, he was naturally turned to where they should be turned by ingenious forces, just like the spring water rushing down from the top of the mountain, being affected by the ground. The influence of gravity and terrain obediently flowed to where they should go, and finally gathered in Dantian, where it was absorbed by Si Qi's body.

Si Qi can even completely let go of the operation of the spiritual energy, just like the unmanned workshop that can produce independently after pressing the switch. Others are still doing the production with their own tools. He has fully implemented automation here. Management, lying down and sleeping can also continuously produce countless materials (spiritual power cultivation base) for him to enjoy.

Si Qi felt it for a while. The naked eye in his body could see the continuous improvement of his cultivation. He opened his eyes, looked at Chu Yan with some satisfaction, and said with a smile, "Look, I'll just say I'm a genius!"

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