Into the Immortal Cultivation

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[Warning, warning, there is a vicious magic tide phenomenon in the current area, and a vicious magic tide phenomenon in the current area. Please receive the notification to the monks to suppress it immediately! 】

Guo Zhengyan, the host of Zao Tiancheng who was meditating in the clean room, opened his eyes, the fine mans flashed, and it took a while to close.

He sighed heavily: "Are you coming again ..."

The 13th-level walker has a longer life span and stronger experience than ordinary creatures. These are far from comparable to those of "Xiamen" below the tenth level.

However, even a 13th-level monk will be tired.

In the past three thousand years, the magic wave has intensified.

At the beginning, people dare to spread leaves in the wilderness. Lu Yinren can also bring back those scattered people in time after the magic tide warning is issued.

But now, the magic wave is coming faster and faster, more and more urgent. Even if it is experienced, it is easy to fall into the magic tide and be caught up by the real demon that appeared first.

Even in the last three hundred years, Lu Yin has been out of touch. Those newly introduced road leads will be killed by the true demon before they mature. Older, experienced guides often fail to pass on their own experience in full.

Now, it often becomes a situation where an old man brings a dozen newbies.

In this way, casualties increased again.

However, all the power of the true practitioners was invested in the confrontation with the magic wave. If future repairs are needed to serve as a guide, the pressure on the future will be even greater.

"Relief to God's mercy ..." He sighed and finally got up, activated a rune, and ordered: "All the true repairs above level 10 will follow me, War Demon!"

Dozens of lights rose from the Zaotian City into the sky and shot into the distance.

Moments later, Guo Zhengyan saw the vicious demonic wave phenomenon.

That's a lot of space. The logic rules inside are completely invalid. Countless color blocks twisted in the void. It is like a sick ringworm between normal world.

And there is a tendency to spread. A terrible disgusting mass, like a twisted flame, infects the normal world at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This disorder of blasphemy is a typical magic wave.

Guo Zhengyan glanced at his fist and found that a small number of people were still on the edge of the magic wave. Some mortals gathered together in horror and moved closer to each other. As long as this is the case, the magic tide will not devour them—at least not just the individual.

Seeing that there were still people alive, Guo Zhengyan was slightly relieved.

But when he saw the man kneeling on the ground, he was suddenly angry.

"Dirty beast!" He kicked the light and kicked on Guo Zilei: "You did it? What did you do!"

He should have thought of it! Even if the magic tide is getting worse, it is impossible for this level of vicious phenomenon to appear directly at this stage!

This must be someone who thinks too much and directly deals with the real demon, but the result has intensified the change of the magic wave!

Guo Zilei was stunned and immediately rushed: "Father ..."

"Shut up! Do you deserve to be called my father? Ah!" Guo Zhengyan kicked Guo Zilei away, almost in the direction of the magic wave. Guo Zilei thought he was dead and closed his eyes.

But Guo Zhengyan, after all, stayed abreast and didn't really want to kill. Guo Zilei did not fall into the magic tide area. Guo Zhengyan grabbed Guo Zilei and asked: "I ask you, did you start the real devil without permission, so it caused this heavenly disaster?"

Guo Zilei didn't even need to speak. He showed that cowardly expression, Guo Zhengyan understood. At this moment, he wished he could really throw his son into the magic wave. He asked: "Why?"

Guo Zilei panicked his lips timidly, but didn't know what to say.

Because he really didn't know what to say.

"There is an old senior of at least level 30 who told me that he wanted to direct me to Taoism and let me correct the true demon. I repaired it and made a mistake, and then he told me that if I knew him, I would take Taoism True missionary to him. Otherwise, he has no good way to deal with this magic wave ... "

He didn't believe this statement!

Why is there such a nonsense?

There is no Taoist true story, how did you reach level 30? If you have mastered the true biography, why do you want to bully him like an ordinary monk who has not yet reached the tenth level? why? what? And what about pointing ... what is this all about? what?

When Wang Qi said sullenly, "Young man, you don't tell the old man what is Taoism, and the old man can't help you", Guo Zilei's worldview collapsed.

Have you ever heard that the old grandpa who puts his life skills to you in the story at a glance is a waste wood that he knows nothing about?

He was so shocked that when he saw his father, he forgot to explain.

And this kind of thing, there is no point in justifying it-no one believes it!

In the end, Guo Zhengyan grabbed Guo Zilei on the ground and scolded: "Everyone, open your eyes and see what the magic wave is!"

Just then, a subordinate reported: "City Master, over there ... there is a foreign monk over there ..."

Guo Zhengyan turned his head to notice another person standing there. He turned his backs to everyone, facing the magic wave, and seemed to be thinking about something. This guy is too quiet, and the presence is not high, so the city owner did not notice that there are still people here.

He waved his hands impatiently and said, "Ask him if he wants to join the ranks of the suppression of the magic tide. If he wants, he will be temporarily put into the team. If he refuses to obey the command, let him go."

"Yes!"

Two tenth-level walkers approached that person. The man turned his upper body and half, and put his index finger on his lips: "Hush, keep quiet ..."

"what?"

The two were stunned for a while, so it was unknown.

Wang Qi is still in that position. He knows that in this game, most of the different expression languages ​​and body language will be translated and then sent to other subjects, and then reconstructed in the mind of the subject-in other words, this part of the content should be Generated instantly in the minds of other subjects.

Otherwise, these days, he will inevitably see people around making grimaces and making strange things.

And he did not see this phenomenon.

In other words. Even in the eyes of these aliens, their current actions will show the meaning of "please be quiet".

He said: "When catching insects, please keep quiet ..."

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the magic wave.

Then, in the astonishment of everyone's eyes, he drew his hands into it.

Sure enough, the terrible sense of chaos reversed. His arm lost consciousness directly-it seemed that it didn't exist from the beginning.

Wang Qi closed his eyes: "Sure enough ..."

This virtual world is a bit different from the virtual world he knew before.

The virtual world is "virtual" because it does not exist in an actual physical world. Whether it is a "mathematical entity" expressed by Lizong or a "structure" expressed by Lianzong, it is different from the physical world. There are only operators, only functions.

Moving, colliding, changing, destroying, generating ... All here is not a physical process, but something simulated by an algorithm. Here, all matter does not exist in corpses, just instant information.

The so-called true demon is because of some unknown errors, setting wrong parameters, taking wrong objects, writing wrong variables, and generating a weird individual with a closed loop.

But the only difference is that here, behind all "smart creatures", there is a weird data entity. This set is wrapped by endless functions. Their appearance is generated instantly, but the inside is something independent.

None of them can be regarded as a part of this virtual world, but a foreign object.

It's just that they don't know it.

Knowing this, Wang Qi knew the crux of the true demon.

The only problem is that he has no experience in programming this illusion.

Although this kind of thing can't escape the mechanical language and the change of yin and yang, it is not impossible for Wang Qi to program in mechanical language. But do n’t forget that the technology tree of this world is very different from the aura universe. No one first discovered the mechanical language and then the computer, but first simulated the human brain and then approached the root.

It uses mechanical language, which is too difficult to analyze.

Therefore, he extorted the poor young man of the world's exercises and Taoism.

This should be the "high-level language" of the world.

And all languages ​​can be analyzed with formal linguistics-even high-level languages ​​are no exception. After the previous evil supplement type theory and internal model, Wang Qi's mastery of this field is far beyond the past.

It only took him a while to learn what the young man mastered.

——As for the thing that “accidentally repaired the mistake twice, which led to the expansion of the magic wave”, haha, hahahahahaha ...

——Insecure language! What kind of results are possible!

Next, Guo Zhengyan, the host of Zaotiancheng, saw an unforgettable scene in his life.

The blasphemous fire went out like a candle.

The unfamiliar monk slowly turned around and said, "The old man practiced in the secret realm since his childhood, and he has not been questioned by foreign affairs, nor has he been attacked by the magic wave. , Please ask the master to advise. "

The lord of Zaotiancheng stuttered and said, "Senior ... Dare not to be ... Dare not to be ..."

-Wait, there seems to be something wrong ...

——When the magic tide rises, it sweeps the world, and the immortality of the upper hole cannot escape. How could anyone not have seen the magic tide?

——But his cultivation practice is so terrible, no matter how genius it is, there can be no such accomplishment without more than three thousand years of cultivation ...

Could it be that……

The Lord of Soap City thought of a possibility.

And Guo Zilei blurted out: "Are you a descendant of the rebellious emperor?"

In an instant, the air was a few degrees cold.

Wang Qi also realized what he seemed to say. But this cannot be avoided. He simply said: "The old man didn't know what the rebellious emperor was. The person who taught me to practice was already dead. If so, then it is."

He still remembers what Ke Like taught him.

——If you are chased and killed, you can also investigate.

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