Into the Immortal Cultivation

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There are many ideas in Xianmeng today, which are not understandable by ancient Faxiu.

For example, "Danfang, which requires extremely rare or more than a hundred years of elixir, has no value."

This sentence is enough to anger ninety-nine percent of the ancient alchemy master. Because this group of people spent their entire lives on "finding prescriptions, looking for precious herbs, alchemy" and "finding variant herbs, researching prescriptions, alchemy", this sentence is tantamount to denying their lifelong practice.

Today, the alchemy master's thinking is this-what a joke, how can a panacea that can only be produced for hundreds of years provide so few samples, how can it become a research object? Can't you improve if you can't study? If you have time to tinker with individuals who have no research value, it is better to study pharmacology with ordinary ten-year elixir!

As for the practice of this alchemy alchemist, our goal is-let the immortal world have no ... cough, and use ten years of spirit grass to refine the medicinal effects of ten thousand years of heaven and earth!

And-one is not enough? It's okay, eat it, anyway, the cost is low!

According to measurements, the elixir made from centuries-old medicinal herbs of Fadan now is comparable to the ancient elixir made from rare grass of more than 3,000 years, and the former cost less than one-thousandth of the latter.

Another idea that is difficult for ancient law practitioners to accept is that "a monk who does not understand theory and does not study is not a good monk".

All the abilities of this practice are based on the exploration of the avenue. Therefore, like a low-level animal, how can a monk who only knows mechanical training, accumulated experience, relies on instincts, and fights, be a good monk?

It is precisely because of this concept that the courses arranged by Xianyuan are also based on theory.

Xianyuan disciples must finish their breakfast before 7:30 every day. At 7:30, all the disciples of the whole school gathered in the exercise field, played "Basic Fist" once and danced "Basic Sword" once under the guidance of the teaching assistant during the foundation period.

After that, until they have lunch, new disciples must learn various theories. From the beginning of this year until November, the courses arranged by Xianyuan are compulsory, and from December to June of the following year, new students can arrange their own courses.

There is a two-hour lunch break after lunch. The afternoon classes are mainly martial arts, spells, etc. At night, there is a theory lesson. After this theoretical lesson, these Xianmen disciples ended their day.

For every new disciple, the half-day time in the morning is extremely valuable, because every word spoken by the lecturer here is related to his future.

But Wang Qi is an exception. Most of the time he takes theory classes, he is out of the world. Xianyuan is only an entry-level course, and seldom teaches in-depth theories. Wang Qi ’s most concerned data, including Planck ’s constant, does not involve specific values. This makes Wang Qi very depressed.

"" Photoelectric Precision Guided Flying Sword "..." Under the boredom, Wang Qi flipped through the textbook: "I'm more curious about why I should arrange flying sword theory lessons for the disciples."

Zhen Jiezi quietly replied in his mind: "Actually, you just haven't learned the imperial art now. It is the basic skill to train a monk with a flying sword to hurt people."

"If this matter can be explained ... I'm more curious why the theoretical course of the Liuyun Sect will let a monk of the Spirit Beast Mountain teach."

Wang Qi looked at Xiong Mo, the teacher of the Flying Sword Theory lessoned on the podium, talking quietly.

Lecturer Xiong Mo seems to be only thirty, and the lectures are quite passionate. From Wang Qi's point of view, Xiong Mo's class is quite good.

However, the robe on this cargo is clearly the green robe with the logo of the Spirit Beast Mountain, okay! Why did Zhengda brightly talk about the Liu Yunzong course?

The professional is not right!

Wang Qi is thinking, Xiong Mo has talked about the next common Tianyuan style. His hand swiped gently on the water bloom light curtain that served as a blackboard. A formula and several main applications were presented on the light curtain. Xiong Mo cleared his throat and was ready to continue the lecture.

At this time, his complexion changed, his hands could not control his spirit, and the light curtain became white.

All the disciples in the lecture hall were taken aback, but Xiong Mo looked upset and said: "Students, please study for yourself. I will go to a robbery! Before I return, I will ask questions 2, 3 and 5 on page 42 , Q9 is done! I will talk when I come back! "

This tough speech shocked everyone including Wang Qi. After Xiong Mo said this, he rushed out of the classroom, leaving everyone in the wind messy.

Wang Qi asked Zhen Jiezi dumbly: "You seem to have said that the monk's robbery is the most dangerous, right? But listening to the uncle Xiong's tone ... This is completely the same as 'I'm anxious'! "

Zhen Jiezi speechlessly choked: "Probably enough confidence ... The old man really can't keep up with the times ..."

Three minutes after Xiong Mo rushed out, the weather quickly turned cloudy. Just before the sky was clear, the dark clouds that didn't know where they came from suddenly covered the sky. The thunder continued to sound, as if a huge wheel had run over the cloud. The blue and white light snake wandered in the dark clouds, exuding a terrifying breath.

Including Wang Qi, all new disciples who practiced the Thunder or Metamagnetism feel that the mana in their body is faintly out of control. In mid-air, there is a powerful electromagnetic field that is constantly gathering strength.

"It turns out that ... the strong magnetic field interfered with the magnetomagnetic poles of water vapor, causing clouds to appear in the sky ... The brewing of thunderbolt started from the magnetic field?" Wang Qi originally wanted to study the principle of thunderjacket, but it was out of control. The magnetic field of "Tian Ge Xing" did not give him this opportunity. Wang Qi had to sit down and meditate with interest.

On the exercise floor, Xiong Mo looked at the dark clouds in the sky carelessly. He patted the back of another Yuanshen monk standing next to him affectionately-just stronger, almost hitting the other's chest-saying: "Yunxiang, it's all up to you this time!"

The Yuanshenqi monk named Ruxiang almost spit out blood: "Brother Xiong ... tap it, I'm shot and no one will help you with it!"

Xiong Mo rubbed his hands: "It's easy to say, easy to talk about. How are you practicing the Lightning Mantra? Can't you hold me to change my body?"

Ruo Taoist shrunk his shoulders, a vomiting look: "Don't do it! Mental health will be reduced!"

Xiong Mo's expression was ashamed: "It is a good move to destroy the enemy mentally together! Come on."

"Yes, yes." Yunxiang Dao Ren's face was helpless: "Fly away from the ground. Be safe."

Xiong Mo and Yan Ruan were suspended three feet away from the ground. Ruxiang's big sleeves swayed, and several "Yuan Magnet" from "Tian Ge Xing" waved from her hands. These mana condensed in the air but did not disperse, and were restrained by the Taoist Ruxiang Taoist people around him. After the surrounding meta-magnets were thick enough, Ruxiang held her hands round and actually used the meta-magnets in her body to drive the mana that had just been released. The Yuan Qi around the two of them rolled endlessly, and finally became a round.

Ruxiang wiped the sweat on her forehead: "Okay, I can't fight in the practice of the Lightning Tribulation. After the Lightning Tribulation dissipates, Heaven and Earth's breathing will no longer interfere with you. You are the true Master of the virtual refining. Congratulations."

This monk will usher in the first thunderbolt when he is promoted to Yuanshen period in Jindan period, and there will be one promotion to refining period in Yuanshen period. The period of refining the virtual is the second hurdle of the "Grandmaster" of the third phase of the current practice. If Yuanshen Period is a strong party that suppresses one side, then Refining Period is the backbone of Xianmeng League.

As he was saying, a thunder robbery came down. However, when the lightning strikes the round sphere constructed by the elementary magnetic gas, it is actually blocked. The blue arc swims on the surface of the sphere.

If Wang Qi is here, he can definitely recognize the true face of this shield-Faraday cage, a structure used to shield electromagnetic waves!

Xiong Mo laughed: "Ahahaha! What can this Thunder Tribulation do to me?"

Yunxiang covers her face: "It sounds like you carried it yourself."

Xiong Mo once again patted Ruta's shoulder intimately: "This is not the point! Ahahaha ..."

"To die, to die! The bones are broken!"

Ruxiang's screams were covered by the growing thunder.

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At the time of Xiong Modu's robbery, the top of Xinshan Mountain and the back hall of the Xianmeng General Altar.

A haze enveloped the apse, and Chen Jingyunduan, the crown of ten thousand methods, sat in front of the main entrance of the apse. After sensing the breath of thunder, he looked halfway up the mountain, and Mu Ne's face rarely had a smile on his face: "Someone has been promoted to refining."

At this time, a loud cough came from the hall. Chen Jingyun stood up immediately and quickly walked to the door of the harem. At this time, a middle-aged beautiful woman pushed out the door. She wiped the sweat on her forehead and smiled: "Chan Master, you can come in. Deng Gongzhu is already intact."

This woman is the majesty of the laser maid.

Chen Jingyun looked happy and pushed the door into the apse. A bed was placed in the hall of the apse, and the master of the Tianjian Palace, Deng Jiaxuan, Jianming's firmament, lay on the bed, facing the golden paper.

Chen Jingyun relaxed: "Brother Jia Xuan, how do you feel?"

Deng Jiaxuan smiled and reluctantly nodded to Ma Juli: "Fortunately. Thank you Mrs. Juli for saving."

Ma Juli shook his head: "It should be so."

More than half a month ago, Ma Juli returned to Xinyue with seriously injured and dying Deng Jiaxuan, and asked Chen Jingyun to protect him. After that, she stayed in the apse and healed Deng Jiaxuan.

Chen Jingyun doubted: "If so many of you go together, even if you are not allowed to be strong, you won't be hurt like this?"

Deng Jiaxuan shook his head: "It has nothing to do with not allowing Taoists ... Cough, I am useless by myself, and fell down without seeing the enemy."

"Isn't it just waiting in the South China Sea for seven days?"

Deng Jiaxuan also wanted to speak, Ma Juli stopped him, and answered on his behalf: "Bai Ze, the king of Bai Ze, has not yet completed, and it is a missed thing. The Taoist palace's intolerable temperament is unreasonable, and the most can not be forgiven The Taoist betrayed. As a result, when he blocked the Taoist, he fired a real fire. The plan of God Bai Ze was just to trap the Taoist for a while, but the Taoist was not allowed to press the Taoist to chase Wanli, and the plan was messed up. The result ... " Speaking of this, Ma Juli shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The two brothers and sisters ran out of oil in the Beiming Sea, and both of them fell into the sea. The main purpose of Deng Palace was to rush from the South China Sea to the North Minghai, and the old injuries recurred."

"Now where are the two of them?"

"The Taoist is not allowed to bring the Xianmeng communication tool. We have found it, but it is still unknown where the Taoist is."

The three of them talked about the issue of inadmissibility for a while. Then, Ma Juli got up and said goodbye. Deng Jiaxuan asked Chen Jingyun: "How is the fairy courtyard?"

"Same way. Teaching and educating people are not my directors. I didn't interfere much there."

Deng Jiaxuan nodded and said with a smile: "The best ... I have to retreat in secret to recuperate. I have to trouble you to take over the big picture."

"In addition, just outside there was a robbery, a virtual thunder robbery, the direction of the fairy courtyard."

"That kid from Ling Beast Mountain, cough." Deng Jiaxuan said: "I feel it too."

Chen Jingyun looked a little hesitant: "I don't know if I should say this last thing. About the new disciple named Wang Qi ..."

At this time, the laser lady Ma Mali ran back to the lobby in embarrassment: "Master Chen, something went wrong!"

Deng Jiaxuan instinctively wanted to touch the Tianjian. This action affected the injury and caused him to burst into a cough: "Cough, what is it?"

Ma Juli pointed out: "Look."

Deng Jiaxuan looked out from the other side's fingers, and there was a haze outside the apse, a few golden bridges looming in the haze.

"Isn't this the" Hongmeng "burst of fire?"

Chen Jingyun nodded: "I laid it down."

Hongmeng burst into trouble, disturbing the time and space in the smog. If you want to break through, you must walk through the several golden bridges in Hongmeng without repeating. The foundation of this method is called "one stroke painting method", also known as "one stroke painting", which is a derivative of topology.

Ma Juli asked cautiously: "Do you remember how many flags you used?"

"Seven, this is the most secure."

Ma Juli collapsed: "Is Seven Bridges proved to be unsolved?"

"The enemy can't fight in."

"But have you ever thought about how we can get out!"

Chen Jingyun's face was stunned.

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