Into the Immortal Cultivation - Chapter 33

[Volume 2 Favorite Academy Drama Chapter 2 Students study by themselves, I’m going to die]

There are many ideas in the Immortal League today, which are beyond the understanding of ancient law cultivators.

For example, “the elixir that needs to be used extremely rare, or older than a hundred years of elixir, has no value.”

This sentence is enough to piss off 99% of the ancient alchemists. Because this group of people spent their entire lives on “finding prescriptions, finding precious herbs, and alchemy” and “searching for mutant herbs, researching prescriptions, and alchemy”, these words are equivalent to denying their lifetime of practice.

The current thinking of alchemists is like this – what a joke, how can such a medicinal pill that can only be produced in hundreds of years provide so few samples, how could it be a research object? Can’t study means can’t improve? If you have time to tinker with individuals who have no research value, it is better to use ordinary ten-year life medicine to study pharmacology!

As for the style of today’s alchemy masters, it is – our goal is to make the world of immortals without… ahem, use ten years of spirit grass to refine the medicinal effects of ten thousand years of heaven and earth treasures!

And—one isn’t enough? It’s okay, as far as eating, the cost is low anyway!

According to the measurement, the medicinal pills made from hundred-year-old herbs are comparable to the ancient pills made from rare spiritual herbs of more than three thousand years, and the cost of the former is less than one thousandth of the latter.

Another concept that makes it difficult for ancient law cultivators to accept is that “a monk who does not understand theory or research is not a good monk”.

All the abilities of Jinfa cultivation are based on the exploration of the Dao. Therefore, how can a monk who is like a low-level animal who only knows how to train mechanically, accumulate experience, rely on instinct, and beat beats can be a good monk?

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

The children of Xianyuan had to finish their breakfast before 7:30 every day. At 7:30, all the disciples of the whole school gathered at the playground, and under the guidance of the assistant teacher in the foundation building period, they played “Basic Boxing Technique” once and danced “Basic Sword Technique” once.

After that, until lunch, the new disciples have to study various theories. From this year’s admission to November, the courses arranged by the Immortal Academy are compulsory courses, and from December to June of the following year, new disciples can arrange their own courses.

There is a two-hour lunch break after lunch. The afternoon classes are mainly about martial arts, magic and so on. In the evening, there is a theory class. After this theoretical get out of class, these Immortal Sect disciples finished their one-day class.

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

But Wang Qi is an exception. He spends most of his theory classes wandering in the world. Xianyuan is only an introductory course, and it seldom teaches in-depth theory. Several data, including Planck’s constant, that Wang Qi is most concerned about, do not involve specific values. This made Wang Qi very depressed.

“”Optoelectronic Precision Guidance Flying Sword”…” In his boredom, Wang Qi flipped through the textbook: “I’m more curious why I arrange a flying sword theory class for the disciples during the qi refining period.”

Zhen Chanzi quietly replied in his mind: ” In fact, you just haven’t learned the art of Imperial Object Control. During the Qi-refining period, the cultivator’s ability to hurt people with flying swords is a basic skill.”

“If this matter can be explained… I’m more curious why the theory course of the Floating Cloud Sect will allow a spirit beast. The monks from the mountains are here to teach.”

Wang Qi looked at Xiong Mo, the teacher of Feijian theory class, who was spitting out on the podium, and complained silently.

Lecturer Xiong Mo seems to be in his thirties, but he is quite passionate about his lectures. From Wang Qi’s point of view, Xiong Mo’s lectures were quite good.

However, the robe on this guy is obviously a green robe with the logo of Spirit Beast Mountain! Why would you take the courses of the Flowing Cloud Sect openly and openly?

Professional is wrong!

Wang Qi was thinking, Xiong Mo has already talked about the next commonly used Tianyuan style. His hand swiped lightly on the shuihua light curtain that acts as a blackboard, and a formula and several main applications were presented on the light curtain one after another. Xiong Mo cleared his throat and was ready to continue his lecture.

At this time, his complexion changed, the spiritual power in his hand could not be controlled, and the light curtain became gray.

All the disciples in the lecture hall were taken aback, but Xiong Mo had a happy expression on his face, and said, “Students, you should study by yourself first, and I will save the disaster! Before I come back, I will ask questions 2, 3, and 5 on page 42 of the exercise book. , I’m done asking nine! I’ll talk when I come back!”

This sturdy speech shocked everyone including Wang Qi. After Xiong Mo said this, he immediately rushed out of the classroom, leaving only the crowd messed up in the wind.

Wang Qi asked Zhenchanzi dumbly: “You seem to have said that the cultivator is the most dangerous, right? But listening to this uncle Xiong’s tone… This is completely no different from ‘I am in a hurry’!

Zhen Chanzi was speechless and choked: “Probably because of his confidence… This old man really can’t keep up with the times…” Three

minutes after Xiong Mo rushed out, the weather quickly turned cloudy. The sky was still clear just now, and in the blink of an eye, dark clouds from out of nowhere covered the entire sky. The thunder continued to sound, as if a huge wheel were running over the clouds. The blue-white light snake swam in the dark clouds, exuding a terrifying aura.

Including Wang Qi, all the new disciples who have practiced the Thunder or Yuan Magnetic Heart Method feel that the mana in their bodies is faintly out of control. In midair, there is a powerful electromagnetic field that is constantly gathering strength.

“So that’s the case… The strong magnetic field interferes with the magnetocrystalline magnetic pole of the water vapor, causing clouds to appear in the sky… The brewing of thunder tribulation begins with the magnetic field?” Wang Qi originally wanted to study the principle of thunder tribulation, but he was on the verge of getting out of control. The magnetic field of “Tiange Xing” did not give him this opportunity. Wang Qi had no choice but to sit down and move his mind silently to adjust his breath.

On the playground, Xiong Mo looked at the dark clouds in the sky nonchalantly. He patted the back of another Primordial Spirit cultivator standing beside him affectionately—it was a little bit stronger, and it almost resonated in the opponent’s chest—and said, “Renxiang, it’s all up to you this time!

” Yunxiang’s Primordial Spirit cultivator almost spit out a mouthful of blood: “Brother Xiong… be gentle, I won’t help you survive the calamity!”

Xiong Mo rubbed his hands: “It’s easy to talk, easy to talk. By the way, you have practiced the Lightning Prisoner Curse. How is it? Can’t bear it, do you want me to change?”

Daoist Yunxiang shrank his shoulders, looking like he wanted to vomit: “Don’t! Mental health will decrease!”

Xiong Mo’s face turned pale: “Even mentally destroying the enemy is a good move!

It’s coming soon.”

Yiyan and Yunxiang were suspended three feet above the ground. Rue Xiang waved her sleeves and counted the “prime magnetic energy” from “Tiange Xing” from his hand. These mana condensed in the air and did not disperse, and were bound around the two by the Taoist rue with a magic formula. After the surrounding Primordial Magnetic Qi was thick enough, Yun Xiang held her arms round, and actually used the Primordial Magnetic Qi in her body to drive the mana that had just been released from her body. The Yuan magnetic energy around the two people rolled endlessly, and finally turned into a perfect circle.

Yun Xiang Can’s sweat on her forehead: “Okay, the Void Refinement Thunder Tribulation will not be able to get in. After the Thunder Tribulation dissipates, the breath of heaven and earth will no longer interfere with you, and you are a genuine Grand Master of Void Refinement. Congratulations.”

Jinfa monks will have their first thunder calamity when they are promoted to the Yuanshen period in the Jindan period, and there will also be one when the Yuanshen period is promoted to the Void Refinement period. The period of practicing emptiness is the second hurdle of the “great master” in the third stage of the practice of the present method. If the Yuanshen period is the powerhouse that suppresses one side, then the Void Refinement period is the backbone of the Immortal League.

Just as he was talking, a thunder robbery struck down. However, when the thunderbolt touched the perfectly round sphere constructed by the primordial magnetic energy, it was actually blocked. The blue electric arc swam on the surface of the sphere, but it screamed and couldn’t help the two monks inside!

If Wang Qi did it again, he would definitely be able to recognize the true face of this shield at a glance – the Faraday cage, a structure used to shield electromagnetic waves!

Xiong Mo laughed wildly: “Ahahaha! What can this thunder calamity do to me?”

Yunxiang covered her face: “It’s as if you carried it yourself.”

Xiong Mo patted Ruanxiang on the shoulder affectionately again: “That’s not the point! Ahahaha…”

“You’re going to die, you’re going to die! The bones are broken! It’s broken!”

Yun Xiang’s screams were overshadowed by the intensifying thunder.

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Just when Xiong Mo crossed the calamity, at the top of Xinshan Mountain, the apse of the Xianmeng General Altar.

A layer of smog shrouded the apse, and Chen Jingyun, the crown of all laws, sat in front of the main entrance of the apse. After sensing the aura of thunder tribulation, he looked halfway up the mountain, with a rare smile on his dull face: “Someone has been promoted to Lianxu again.”

At this moment, there was a violent coughing sound in the hall. Chen Jingyun stood up immediately and quickly walked to the door of the back hall. At this time, a middle-aged beautiful woman pushed the door and came out. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and said with a smile, “Sect Master Chen, you can come in. Palace Master Deng is no longer in trouble.”

This woman is the Laser Lady Ma Juli.

Chen Jingyun looked happy and pushed the door into the apse. There was a bed in the back hall, and Deng Jiaxuan, the master of Tianjian Palace, Jianming Cangqiong, was lying on the bed, his face like golden paper.

Chen Jingyun breathed a sigh of relief: “Brother Jiaxuan, how do you feel?”

Deng Jiaxuan smiled and nodded reluctantly at Ma Juli: “Fortunately. Thank you Mrs. Juli for saving me.”

Ma Juli shook his head: “It should be.

” A month ago, Ma Juli returned to Xinyue with Deng Jiaxuan, who was seriously injured and dying, and asked Chen Jingyun to protect the law. After that, she stayed in the apse and healed Deng Jiaxuan.

Chen Jingyun said suspiciously: “With so many of you going together, even if you are not allowed to be strong, you won’t be injured like this, right?”

Deng Jiaxuan shook his head: “It has nothing to do with the forbidden…cough, it’s useless to kill myself. He fell down without seeing the enemy.”

“Didn’t you say you only have to wait in the South China Sea for seven days?”

Deng Jiaxuan still wanted to speak, but Ma Juli stopped him and replied on his behalf: “Bai Ze Shenjun’s Bai Ze calculation has not been completed yet, and he has missed one thing. Misty Palace’s intolerant people are irrational and hot-tempered, and most of all can’t be forgiven. The Daoist betrayed. As a result, when he blocked the insecure Daoist, he became a real fire. Bai Ze Shenjun’s plan was to entangle the inaccurate Daoist for a while, but the intolerant Daoist suppressed the insecure Daoist and chased for thousands of miles, messing up the plan, and the result…” Having said this, Ma Juli shook his head and smiled bitterly: “The two brothers and sisters were exhausted from fighting in the Beiming Sea, and they both fell into the sea. Deng Gongzhu was rushing from the South China Sea to the Beiming Sea, and the old injury recurred.”

“Now Where are the two of them?”

“The Daoists are not allowed to bring the Xianmeng communication instruments and they have been found, but the whereabouts of the Daoists are still unknown.” The

three talked about the forbidden people for a while. Then, Ma Juli got up and said goodbye. Deng Jiaxuan asked Chen Jingyun: “How is the fairy courtyard?”

“It’s the same. Teaching and educating people is not my director, I didn’t interfere much.”

Deng Jiaxuan nodded and smiled: “It’s better… I have to secretly retreat to recover. Then I have to trouble you to take charge of the overall situation.”

“In addition, someone outside just crossed the calamity, refining the Void Lightning Tribulation, and the direction of the Xianyuan.”

“That kid from the Spirit Beast Mountain, ahem.” Deng Jiaxuan said: “I feel it too. Chen Jingyun’s expression was a little hesitant: ”

I don’t know if I should talk about this last thing. About that new disciple named Wang Qi…”

At this time, the laser female virgin Ma Juli ran back to the lobby in embarrassment: “Sect Master Chen, something went wrong.” It’s over!”

Deng Jiaxuan instinctively wanted to touch the Tianjian, but this action affected the injury, causing him to burst into a cough: “Cough, what’s the matter?”

Ma Juli pointed to the outside: “Look.”

Deng Jiaxuan followed the opponent’s finger outwards . Looking at it, there is a haze outside the apse, and several golden bridges are looming in the haze.

“Isn’t this the ‘Hongmeng Qi Formation’ of Wanfamen?”

Chen Jingyun nodded: “I set it up.”

Hongmeng burst into flames, disrupting the time and space in the haze. If you want to break through the formation, you must walk through the several Hongmeng Golden Bridges inside without repetition. The foundation of this method of formation is called “one-qi painting”, also known as “one-stroke painting”, which is a derivation of topology.

Ma Juli asked cautiously, “Do you remember how many formation flags you used?”

“Seven, this is the safest way.”

Ma Juli collapsed: “Isn’t the seven bridges proving insolvent?”

“The enemy can’t get in. ”

But have you ever thought about how we’re going to get out!”

Chen Jingyun showed a stunned expression on his face.

[End of this Chapter]