Enter the Immortal Cultivation

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, but almost all the history books of later generations described this night as "the sky and the earth were dim" and "the people changed color".

The master of mathematics, who led the Wanfamen era, and the mathematical system based on set theory, which was the symbol of that era, died on this night.

In the second half of the night when the turmoil caused by the preaching had not yet subsided, Wang Qi, the protagonist and core figure of this turmoil, wore a black robe, held Mi, followed another master, and came to a small branch altar with the help of a teleportation array.

This branch altar was very small, and the resident cultivator was only a Yuanshen period.

The master who led Wang Qi here sighed softly, looked at Wang Qi, and said: "Friend Wang, I don't understand why the superiors sent a genius disciple like you to perform this kind of mission. However, you are the most likely person in this generation of the Immortal Alliance to achieve freedom, and you are even more likely to become the top freedom. This time, you must be careful and don't take too many risks."

This master was not the Liu Yi that Wang Qi was familiar with. Although most of the matters related to Wang Qi were handled by Grandmaster Liu, he really couldn't come this time - he was also a member of the Wanfa Sect, and unfortunately he was seriously injured during Wang Qi's sermon.

However, although he was not a member of the Wanfa Sect, he was also immersed in the speculative shock brought by that sermon. Therefore, he didn't understand why the Immortal Alliance sent such a talent who could definitely achieve Xiaoyaoyou to perform such a life-threatening mission.

"Thank you for the reminder, sir." Wang Qi was a little embarrassed to say that he was going to carry out the extermination war.

"In addition, there is another explanation from above. The mortals over there. Don't hurt them. Those below the Nascent Soul stage, stay if you can. Those above the Spirit Severing stage, all will be eliminated."

Wang Qi nodded to show that he understood.

Lian Xinjie and Lian Xinling had been waiting there for a long time. When they saw Wang Qi, they exclaimed: "You are..."

"Wang Qi." Wang Qi touched his face. Considering that he just showed off in front of the whole Shenzhou. It's better not to underestimate the intelligence capabilities of overseas ancient cultivation. Before setting off, he specifically asked Mi to use the shapeshifting magic to change his face.

The shapeshifting magic cannot completely simulate a person's appearance into another person, but it can still completely change the appearance. For example, the blood root that controls the trait of "double eyelids" is recessive, so through the shapeshifting magic, it can be turned into an explicit one.

In addition, Wang Qi directly changes his body at the cellular level. Consciously consume or generate fat. It can make his face look like another person.

Moreover, there is no trace of disguise at all.

Lian Xinjie looked at Mi who was held by Wang Qi again. Now Mi still looks like a little girl of five or six years old, and looks like a burden no matter how you look at her. Lian Xinjie frowned and said, "Fellow Daoist Wang, what are you doing..."

"Ahem." Wang Qi emphasized, "From now on, I'm called Xia Li, and this is my sister Xia Mi. I'm the one who fled to the overseas immortal gate with my family. Remember."

Lian Xinling said angrily, "You actually brought a little girl with you... Do you know that this is not a joke!"

"Don't worry. 'Little girl'." Mi said calmly, "If you really want to calculate the years, I'm at least a hundred times older than you."

The maximum lifespan of the Jindan stage is less than a thousand years. Mi's lifespan is at least two or three orders of magnitude higher than that of the Jindan stage.

"Is this... a big demon that has transformed into a human form?" Lian Xinjie made a natural association.

This... this guy is just a Jindan stage disciple, and he can actually run around with a big demon that is at least in human form?

"This transformation is perfect, even the Holy Emperor cannot see through it." Wang Qi emphasized: "Remember, from now on, we are brother and sister, and my apparent identity is the disciple that your father secretly trained outside. Now I have finished my earthly ties on the mainland and am taking my sister to the Immortal Gate. You don't know too much about the specifics."

This reason was thought up by Zhen Chanzi and other people who are familiar with the situation of the ancient cultivation.

It's not perfect. But it won't cause unnecessary suspicion.

After saying goodbye to the master, Wang Qi asked Lian Xinjie: "Okay, how should we go next?"

"To the east." Lian Xinjie said: "The defense line of the Western Frontier is very tight, and there are countless frontier guards patrolling from time to time. There are many refining cultivators guarding the sea border, and it is impossible to get through. On the contrary, there is only one Fusang Qianji Pavilion in the East China Sea to suppress it. If you are careful to bypass it, you will be fine."

Shenglongyuan happened to be in the West Sea, so the dragon clan attaches great importance to the West Sea. As for the East Sea, the dragon clan does not pay so much attention to it. Therefore, the Immortal Alliance had already eliminated the sea monsters in the East China Sea a hundred years ago and claimed it for themselves.

But unexpectedly, this became an easy place to enter in the eyes of the ancient method cultivators.

Wang Qi thought for a moment, and then said: "You are an expert in this area, and it won't be wrong to follow you. Lead the way."

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About three days later, in the Ge Ting Studio, the master of calculation Xi Boche was packing up his things.

He has stayed in this study for hundreds of years. There are already countless traces of him here. And now, he is going to pack up these personal things and take them away.

Of course, he will leave something behind. For example, the books he wrote and the articles he wrote. However, his usual study utensils and his notes recording his personal thoughts will all be taken away.

The other Geting Sect monks looked at the old man quietly.

Finally, he took out a brass key from his arms, handed it to He Weier, and said with a smile: "Okay, kid, this is your place."

This key is the key to the interior of Getingzhai.

The Geting Study Room is divided into two parts, the inner and outer parts. The outer part is the ordinary living room and tea room. Everyone has a key here. And the inner part. It is a library and a bedroom. That is the place where the master of Getingzhai lives.

Since Wang Gaosi, this brass key has been passed down for four or five generations.

It is hard to imagine that the Geting Sect, which occupies half of the Wanfa Sect, has a brass key without any spirituality as evidence of its leadership.

Or. The Geting Sect has never needed any locks or formations to guard. The prestigious name of "Geting Sect" is enough to intimidate all Xiaoxiao.

He Weier accepted the brass key with a complicated mood. He is the disciple of Lord Suan. Even if his ideas are different, he regards Lord Suan as his father. He also imagined the day when he would receive this brass key.

However, he never thought of taking over the key under such circumstances.

"The Geting Sect needs to change its ways." Xi Boche sighed: "This time, I almost led the Geting Sect into a dead end. This is not right."

"If you understand, we in the Geting Sect should not form any sectarian alliances in the future. In addition, we should not do what I did at that time, with one core dominating everything..."

…

The master continued to talk a lot.

"Teacher..." "Master..." "Old Master..."

Xibai Che laughed loudly: "Okay, okay. Don't look like this anymore. I just lost my Taoist heart, and I'm not going to die."

"Now that your Taoist heart has been ruined and your strength is at a loss, you must be careful in the West Sea... The strong men of the Dragon Clan are different from the ancient cultivators, so they are not easy to mess with..." Ai Ruoche couldn't help but say.

"Your master, I cherish my life very much." Xi Baiche said in a relaxed tone: "A cultivator has a long life span. For me, who can have immortality at my fingertips, living means unlimited possibilities!"

——As long as you live, there will always be a day when you can rebuild your Taoist heart.

When Lord Suan walked out of Wanfamen Mountain Gate, Lord Suan was walking in from the door step by step.

Just at the gate of Wanfamen, two generations of wizards passed by each other.

It's like the intersection of two eras.

Even if the master continued to walk, it seemed that this lifelong enemy could no longer attract his attention. Suanjun showed a look of disgust.

"Boy, I look down on you on this matter."

The fortune teller is more than two hundred years older than the fortune teller.

Xibaiche smiled and did not look back.

Pang Jialai returned to his study with an unlucky look on his face, and said to his few comrades: "The one who left the sect. His current fate is also a warning to you. Remember, don't think that you are really close to the Tao." ”

Someone asked: "Suanjun, what are your plans for the future?"

"I have realized some interesting things recently." Suanjun smiled: "When I was studying the 'three-body problem' more than a hundred years ago, I came up with some mathematical tools. Recently, I was manipulating celestial bodies 'outside' At that time, I had some understanding.”

——I am different from that Xibai Che.

——Even today, I am constantly getting closer to the great road!

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The moon in the sky has gone through another cycle. In the blink of an eye. More than a month has passed.

More than a month has passed since the great collapse of Wanfamen.

The low-level Wanfamen monks have returned to normal track. The high-level monks are also gradually recovering.

During this period of time, many major events happened in China. Many of them are closely related to Wan Dharma Gate.

Lord Suan left Wanfamen sadly, and Lord Suan returned to China. In these days, there was a tense confrontation between the Shaoli faction and the remnants of the Geting faction, Feng Luoyi, Turing Zhenren and others who had left the Geting faction. However, now that Wanfamen has just been bloodbathed by Incomplete, the dispute between Li Zong and Lian Zong will not break out yet.

On the other hand, Suanjun seems to be brewing a new arithmetic.

No one knows what kind of bloody storm this arithmetic tyrant, who has ruled over thousands of schools for hundreds of years, is planning to unleash.

On the ruins bombarded by incomplete and nothing more than dual principles, countless calculations are being born.

Among them, the most eye-catching one is the answer to the first of Ximen’s Twenty-Three Questions.

Proof of the continuum hypothesis.

With this proof, Su Junyu, the true disciple of Wanfamen, became the second disciple among the true disciples of Wanfamen in the past hundred years.

As for the first person, of course it was Wang Qi, the true disciple of Wanfamen who shocked many Xiaoyao more than a month ago.

Even if it was Zuanjun back then, it was nothing more than this.

However, in this round of changes in Wanfamen, this number one person seemed to be completely silent.

No one knows that on a small island at least 30,000 miles away from Shenzhou, Wang Qi is starting his new legend. (To be continued ~^~)

PS: The fourth volume is over.