Into the Immortal Cultivation - Chapter 2130

[Chapter 143: Flower in a Dream: Shadow and Fire]

[Warning, warning, there is a vicious magic tide in the current area, and there is a vicious magic tide in the current area, please go to the cultivator who is notified to suppress it immediately! 】

Guo Zhengyan, the city master of Zaotiancheng, who was meditating in the clean room, opened his eyes, his light flashed, and he closed it after a long while.

He sighed heavily: “Are you here again…” The

thirteenth-level walker has a longer lifespan and more powerful experience than ordinary creatures. These are far from what the “Knights” below the tenth level can match.

However, even a thirteenth-level monk would be tired.

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

In the very beginning, people still dared to spread their branches and leaves in the wilderness. Lu Yinren can also bring back those scattered people in time after the warning of the magic tide is issued.

But now, the magic tide is coming faster and faster. Even if you have experience, you can easily get caught up in the tide of magic and be caught up by the real demon that appeared first.

Even in the last 300 years, Lu Yinren has been out of touch. Those newly added Lu Jinren will be killed by the true demon before they mature. The old and experienced road leads people, and it is often too late to pass on all their experiences.

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

In this way, the casualties increased again.

However, the strength of the true cultivators was all devoted to the confrontation with the magic tide. If the true cultivator needs to come forward to act as the leader of the road in the future, the reward in the future will be even greater.

“The Lord of Relief is merciful…” He sighed, and finally got up, activated a talisman formation, and ordered: “All true cultivators above the tenth level, come with me, fight the tide of magic!

” It rose into the sky and shot into the distance.

After a while, Guo Zhengyan saw the phenomenon of the vicious magic tide.

That’s a lot of space. The internal logic rules have completely failed. Countless color blocks twisted in the void. It is like a morbid ringworm boil between the normal world.

And there is a tendency to spread. A large, terrifying disgusting lump, like a twisted flame, infected the normal world at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This disorderly blasphemy is a typical demon tide.

Guo Zhengyan’s eyes swept a punch, and found that there were still a small number of people on the edge of this magic tide. Some mortals gathered together in horror and moved closer to each other. It seems that as long as this is the case, the magic tide will not swallow them, at least not only them.

Seeing that there were still people alive, Guo Zhengyan breathed a sigh of relief.

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

“Bastard!” He pressed the escape light and kicked Guo Zilei: “What did you do? What have you done!”

He should have thought of it! No matter how the tide of magic intensifies, it is impossible for a vicious phenomenon of this level to appear directly at this stage!

This must be someone who thinks too much of himself and directly acts against the real demon, which in turn aggravates the changes in the demon tide!

Guo Zilei was stunned for a moment, and immediately rushed forward: “Father…”

“Shut up! Do you also deserve to call me a father? Ah!” Guo Zhengyan kicked Guo Zilei away, almost in the direction of the magic tide. Guo Zilei thought he was dead and closed his eyes.

But Guo Zhengyan kept his limits after all, 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’m asking you, did you attack the real demon without authorization, and that’s why you caused such a disaster?”

Guo Zilei didn’t even need to speak. With his cowardly expression, Guo Zhengyan understood. At this moment, he really wanted to throw his son into the magic tide. He asked, “Why?”

Guo Zilei moved his lips cowardly, but didn’t know what to say.

Because he really didn’t know what to say.

“There was an old senior who was at least level 30, and he told me that he wanted to point me to Daowen and let me correct the real demons. I did it, and I did it wrong, and then he told me that if I knew physiognomy, I would put Daowen on the way. Really preach it to him. Otherwise, he won’t have any good way to deal with this magic tide…”

He didn’t believe it himself!

How could there be such a nonsense?

Without the true biography of Taoism, how did you reach level 30? Now that he has mastered the True Inheritance, why bother to bully him, an ordinary cultivator who is not yet level 10? Why? ah? And that pointer…what is this all about? ah?

When Wang Qi said gloomily, “Young man, if you don’t tell the old man what Daowen is, the old man can’t help you”, Guo Zilei’s worldview collapsed.

Have you ever heard of the old grandfather who, in the story, will pass on his life-long skills to you later on, he is a rubbish who doesn’t understand anything?

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

And this kind of thing, it is meaningless to justify it and no one will believe it!

In the end, Guo Zhengyan threw Guo Zilei to the ground and scolded: “Everyone, open your eyes and see how the magic tide is!”

At this moment, a subordinate reported: “City lord, over there… over there. There is also a foreign cultivator…”

Guo Zhengyan turned his head and noticed another person standing over there. With his back to the crowd, facing the tide of magic, he seemed to be thinking about something. This guy is too quiet, and his presence is not high, so the city owner didn’t notice that there is still a person here.

He waved his hand impatiently and said, “Ask him if he is willing to join the ranks of suppressing the demonic tide. If he is willing, he will be temporarily incorporated into the team. If he is not willing to obey the command, then drive away.”

“Yes . !”

Two tenth-level walkers walked towards the man. The man turned his upper body and half turned his forefinger on his lips: “Shhh, keep quiet…”

“What?”

The two were stunned for a moment, not knowing why.

Wang Qi is still in that position. He knew that in this game, different facial expressions and body language would be translated, sent to other subjects, and then reconstructed in the subject’s mind. In other words, this part of the content should be in other subjects. Immediately generated in the subject’s mind.

Otherwise, these days, he will inevitably see people around him making faces and saying strange things.

And he did not see this phenomenon.

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

He said, “Please keep quiet when catching insects…”

After speaking, he walked towards the magic tide.

Then, under the amazed eyes of everyone, he put his hand into it.

Sure enough, the terrifying meaning of chaos rushed forward. His arm just went numb as if it didn’t exist in the first place.

Wang Qi closed his eyes: “Sure enough…”

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

The reason why the virtual world is “virtual” is that it does not have an actual physical world. Whether it is the “mathematical entity” expressed by Lizong or the “structure” expressed by Lianzong, they are all different from the physical world. There are only operators, only functions.

Moving, colliding, changing, destroying, generating… all are not physical processes here, but algorithmic simulations. Here, all matter has no corpse, just instant generated information.

The so-called true devil is because of some unknown errors, setting the wrong parameters, taking the wrong object, and writing the wrong variable, generating a weird individual with a closed loop.

But the only difference is that here, behind all “intelligent creatures”, there is a weird data entity. This collection, wrapped in endless functions. Their exteriors are all instantaneously generated, but their interiors are separate things.

None of them can be considered part of this virtual world, but foreign objects.

They just don’t know it.

After knowing this, Wang Qi knew the crux of the true demon.

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

Although it is said that this kind of thing can’t escape mechanical language and yin and yang changes, it is not impossible for Wang Qi to use mechanical language to program. But don’t forget, the technology tree of this world is very different from the non-reiki universe. No one discovers the machine language first and then the computer, but simulates the human brain first, and then goes to the foundation.

The mechanical language is used, and the analysis is too difficult.

Therefore, he blackmailed the poor young man for the world’s exercises and Taoism.

This should be the “high-level language” of this world.

And any language can be parsed with formal linguistics, even high-level languages are no exception. After making up for type theory and internal model before, Wang Qi’s mastery of this field is also far more than before.

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

As for things like “Accidentally repairing a mistake twice, causing the magic tide to expand”, haha, hahahahaha…

Type-unsafe language! What kind of output is possible!

Next, Guo Zhengyan, the lord of Zaotian City, saw a scene he would never forget.

The blasphemous fire went out like a candle.

The unfamiliar cultivator slowly turned around and said, “This old man has been cultivating in a secret realm since he was a child. He doesn’t ask about foreign affairs, and he has never been attacked by the magic tide. This is the first time he has fought against the magic tide. If there is anything wrong with it. , also ask the city lord to advise.”

The city lord of Zaotian City stammered: “Senior…don’t dare to be…don’t dare to be…”

Wait, there seems to be something wrong…

When the magic tide rises, it swept the world, and Shangdong was immortal and could not escape. How could anyone not have seen the magic tide?

But his cultivation is so terrifying, no matter how talented he is, without more than 3,000 years of cultivation, he would not have achieved this achievement…

Could it be that…

The City Lord of Zaotian City thought of a possibility.

And Guo Zilei blurted out: “Are you a descendant of the Rebellion Emperor?” In

an instant, the air was a few degrees colder.

Wang Qi also realized that he seemed to have said something that he should not have said. But it was unavoidable. He simply said, “This old man doesn’t know what Rebellion Emperor is. The person who taught me to practice has died. If so, then so be it.”

He still remembered what Ke Like taught him back then.

Being chased and killed can also be explored.

[End of this Chapter]