Into the Immortal Cultivation

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Long Shulin, four battles, three losses.

Liu Shu, six battles, three losses.

Wu Shiqin, five battles, one defeat.

On the third day of the martial arts test, Xinyue Xianyuan was forced to the end of the mountains and rivers.

On the Lande Faculty, most disciples win more and lose less. The top few are relying on Hu Jianhao's information to prepare their advance moves against Xin Yue's elite disciples.

Among them, Hu Jianhao won six straight, and Ai Changyuan won six straight.

What makes the disciple of Lander regret, or expect, is that Wu Shiqin, who has the best performance at present, has not yet met any of Hu Jianhao or Ai Changyuan.

This fact made some Xinyue disciples somewhat unacceptable. According to Wang Qi's point of view, these new disciples are in some ways very similar to some college students he has seen in his previous life, equating their own value to a diploma, and comparing the reputation of the school with the value of the diploma The equal sign is right. For them, entering the fairy court is equivalent to the ancestor of the Emperor Guangzong, and the reputation of the fairy court is naturally related to the light on the ancestor's face.

In this state of mind, someone began to look for Wang Qi. At this time, most of Xinyue's disciples discovered that Wang Qi didn't seem to watch the competition at all.

Long Shulin couldn't help but sound to Wang Qi's close friends after all. But even Mao Zimiao only replied with a bitter smile: "I didn't see him three days ago. Meow. Maybe he went to find a place to heal."

This reason obviously cannot convince anyone. After all, the post house where the fairy yard is located also has Ai Qinglan, a true biography of Jiyin Gu, who is definitely better than he is alone.

So, after the third day of the test, many people in Xin Yue began to look for Wang Qi.

At this time, Wang Qi was sitting on a rock pillar.

In the mountains and waters of Youli, the riverbed has been eroded by flowing water for countless years, and countless large and small rock pillars and strange stones have been formed early. The landscape of Kistler has always been more amazing and more popular. Wang Qixuan's rock pillar is well-formed, so he is not very famous, and no one comes here.

But this rock pillar has one advantage-large enough. It is only three feet tall, but the top is wide, while an old tree grows, there is extra space for a person to lie down comfortably.

Wang Qi leaned back against the roots of this old tree, resting his head on his head, his eyes closed slightly, and he was motionless.

He didn't know how long he had been sitting here, and his clothes were covered with a layer of floating dust and covered with many dead leaves.

Although his limbs were motionless, Wang Qi did not sit idle and his soul was empty. The fractal image of Lingbao sat in the center, and the "self" seemed to be separated from the heart. .

This is a mysterious state. "Lingbao" was originally multiplied by "primitive" and "moral", but now it is independent under the power of this fractal picture.

What Wang Qi is doing at the moment is not only tempering the spirit of the practice, but also sorting out his own thoughts.

In a sense, Mao Zimiao was right, Wang Qi was indeed looking for healing. Heal heartache.

Shenxian Dao, psychology is not underdeveloped. On the contrary, Shenzhou monks have a special understanding of the relationship between mind and soul. However, the psychology here is not friendly to non-professionals and it is difficult to get started.

Because Yuanli Shangren's status in the minds of Chinese people is much higher than that of Isaac Newton's people on earth, so Chinese monks pay more attention to mathematics than earth scientists. However, the Freudian psychoanalysis method that is not based on scientific methods for research on the earth is not considered to be a natural science. Similar doctrines are even more lacking in soil in China. Although psychoanalysis is not considered a natural science, it is an important part of clinical psychology.

In other words, psychologists, psychologists, and sisters who are intimate are scarce occupations in China.

Wang Qi didn't know the disciples of Yangshen Pavilion, and he didn't even do psychological intervention. Instead, he had to use the soil method to comb his ideas and rework.

On that day, Zhenjie was right.

He has a demon.

After being said to have broken his mind, Wang Qi immediately took off the mathematics of the spiritual ring that he never left, put it in a storage bag, and used this method to shut up Zhen Jiezi. He felt that his current state was not suitable for meeting people, and he came out of the post and came here to sort out his thoughts.

This arrangement is three days.

When the sun went down on the third day, Wang Qi touched the storage bag with his finger and took out the ring.

"Boy, how many days?"

As soon as the ring started, the familiar old voice sounded in Wang Qi's mind.

Zhen Jiezi has been trapped in the ring for ten thousand years and is not very sensitive to time.

"Three days."

Zhen Jiezi's sigh of nothingness: "It's really long enough."

"The Wannian Turtle is not qualified to say this."

Zhen Jiezi did not care about the impoliteness of Wang Qi's words, and asked, "What do you think now?"

"What do you think?"

"Fish."

Wang Qi grinned: "Believe it or not, will I throw you back?"

"Throw, who is afraid of who." Zhen Jiezi replied rather bachelor: "The old man waits for ten thousand years, can't wait one year?"

"Oh, be careful I will seal you for another thousand years."

"You won't." Zhen Jiezi said firmly: "Your boy is too lonely."

Wang Qi laughed angrily: "I'm lonely? Look, I have so many friends now, not bad for you."

"Although there are many friends, there are none."

Wang Qi was silent for a while and asked, "What is a confidant? What is my friend as you see it? And, ah, you are an ancient cultivator, I am a current cultivator, and my confidant can't think of it for you Right? "

"Su Junyu, to you, is a" friend of Taoism ", and can also be regarded as a" wine and meat friend "who shares the same smell, and can be counted as a guide to you in love, and can also be regarded as a half brother. Xiang Qi, for you The benefactor, a truly life-threatening relationship. Wu Shiqin and Mao Zimiao, for you, are probably close close friends. "Zhen Jiezi talked.

Wang Qi laughed: "As you say, I have a lot of friends who can trust life and death ..."

"You can die, you can't make a heart." Zhen Jiezi said: "Boy, it's weird you make friends."

The teenager was silent again.

After a while, he began to ask: "How can we make love?"

"It's New Year's Eve in a few days." Zhen Jiezi said: "You, try to find someone to do that with you."

The boy refused very simply: "Impossible."

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