Into the Immortal Cultivation

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Wang Qi was disgraced by the Wu Dingyun sword he sent through his heart, and then passed out. His entire consciousness is in darkness, and countless figures surround him like a Sanskrit spiritual ban. But take a closer look, what is that mantra, clearly countless physical formulas!

Past life, this life, earth, China ...

Numerous formulas appeared and disappeared in his mind. That was the result of depleting his life in his previous life, which was the ideal sustenance of his life. Gradually, the formulas of the two worlds began to merge. Once the research results derived from the earth involve the field of Reiki, it becomes chaotic, not necessarily self-consistent, and there are countless differences.

But this is exactly what he desires.

As Lord Jimen said, problems are not terrible, because problems represent a way out. He reached out his hand and wanted to grab those things. He seemed to have grasped it, and it seemed that his hands were empty. He was depressed and excited. He just wanted to shout and express his passionate thoughts.

Then he woke up.

At first glance is the white flame that fills the entire space.

"Wake up, finally wake up."

Chen Feng's relieved voice came from his ear. Wang Qi turned his head and saw Chen Feng's tired face. Chen Youjia supported his cheek with both hands and looked at Wang Qi expressionlessly.

When Chen Feng saw that Wang Qi was awake, he received magical powers, and the flame of life that obscured his vision disappeared, and the familiar ceiling appeared in front of Wang Qi. This is Chen Feng's Gao Ling laboratory, and Wang Qi is fixed on a test bed similar to an operating table.

"Let me down ... I think I will be dissected and sliced ​​by you when I lie here again." Wang Qi struggled, and there was a sudden pain all over his body, fixing him on the operating table.

Chen Feng silently turned out the scalpel: "You are really a little itchy when you say that-there are not many lunatics out there, and there will be fewer deaths if you cut it. It is just a study of the neurological pathological changes to thinking. Negative impact."

"Wait! Wait! Let go of the sinful knife in your hand!" Wang Qi said: "What are you going to do? Why am I sick?"

"Self-seeking short-sightedness is both a mental illness and a physical defect-it is definitely a huge defect in the bloodline to seek death directly without encountering major setbacks. It is very valuable for research!" Chen Feng calmly gave a full set of surgical tools Disinfection, it seems that I really intend to slice Wang Qi: "For the first time in so many years, I have heard that someone has committed suicide and played, especially if they have just died."

Wang Qi heard something wrong: "What are you talking about?"

During Chen Feng ’s head preparation, Chen Youjia explained: “I found you lying on the ground in the yard this morning, and your chest was pierced by sword gas. There was no record of the hospital array being touched, and your sword gas was stabbed, obviously It's your own mana. "

Chen Feng said: "Not only that, to compare the wounded sword shape with the weapon in your hand ... Obviously it is the sword you are using now! A sword shakes the Faji, tears the soul, and pierces the heart. Go for it. "

Criminal investigators on Earth can analyze the rifle of the gun from the bullet, and Shenzhou also has the means to restore the appearance of the weapon from the traces caused by the sword gas.

Wang Qi burst into tears and laughed. Co-authored in these two eyes, he became a madman who had nothing to do with suicide! He hurriedly told the truth of the matter, but the origin of the Kendo formula inferred that Li Ziye had memorized it when he recovered the inadmissible Daoist manuscript.

Chen Feng's eyes widened: "I'm going to ... you mean you've trained the first secret sword of the Palace, and then ... then ..."

"Pomp." Chen Youjia concluded: "As a result, learning art is not precise and almost killed myself."

Wang Qimu was dumbfounded: "Sister, you actually have such a malicious smile!"

The trough just now was so cute!

Chen Youjia said goodbye and turned her head to Wang Qi: "Sister, how many times have you corrected-in addition, I didn't laugh!"

Although her voice was very indifferent, she kept beating her back.

"Aren't you laughing ..."

"I didn't laugh."

On the other side, Chen Feng had covered her stomach, and she rolled around badly: "I said brother, you ... you ......... hahahahaha!"

Wang Qi looked bad: "So funny?"

"Po ha ha ha ha. To tell you the truth, if you go to the palace, the palace is properly shameful!" Chen Feng explained with a laugh, "I still heard for the first time that my sword will give A fatal blow to yourself ... never before, never before! Hey! "

Wang Qi was angry: "You two ..."

After laughing, Chen Feng finally became serious: "However, your kid is too good."

"Cut, half hanging." Wang Qi said angrily: "That's right, such Wuding Yunjian has no fighting ability, just laugh enough if you want to laugh!"

Chen Feng shook his head: "No, this is not satire, but a sincere compliment. Before you, you can master the misty cloud sword during the foundation period, only Lu Xiaoqian, who is the first person in the modern palace. But she It is a disciple who is not tolerant to Taoism, and has accepted the systematic inheritance of the Palace. And you can only rely on a Kendo formula that does not allow Taoists. "

"There is also endless support from Wan Fa Men." Wang Qi lightly coughed: "I'm not afraid to scare you. My authority as a true disciple is much higher than that of a true true disciple. There are people above me.

"Is it forcibly solved by mathematics?" Chen Feng said: "Afraid it will not work? You really want to deduce yourself, why not exchange the sword score of the first layer of the unfinished cloud sword?"

"Ten thousand merits ..." Wang Qi gritted his teeth: "The first floor, ten thousand merits! It's so expensive. Except for the internal gift, no low-level monk can exchange it?"

"How much work do you have?"

Wang Qi gritted his teeth: "More than two thousand."

He exchanged the program of the Bulbaki school for the support of Ge Ting, and borrowed many papers published by Ge Ting. Each Xiaoyao of the Geting School is a leading figure in the academia, and there are naturally many exchanges. However, in order to prevent him from wasting his work indiscriminately, the Geting School only gave them in batches.

Chen Feng was startled: "Do you have eight thousand?" Then, he took out a piece of scratch paper and began to grind his teeth. The more he calculated, the more gritty his expression was. Chen Youjia suddenly walked over and added two strokes to his draft paper. Chen Feng was shocked: "Yu Jia, you are ..."

Chen Youjia's expression was indifferent: "I have long guessed that you idiot will do such a thing."

"Thank you." Chen Feng nodded, and then threw the manuscript paper on Wang Qi's face: "Wang Qi! This time, you have to work for me for 20 years!" Divide the altar to Xianmeng. After a while, he dropped a spirit rhinoceros bottle [Xianxia version U disk] on Wang Qi's face: "Here you!"

With a value of 10,000 gongs, the unfinished cloud sword is the first sword score.

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