Enter the Immortal Cultivation

Snow Country generally refers to many countries north of the Northern Wilderness. Unlike the nomads in the Northern Wasteland, civilization was established very early in the Snow Country region further north.

When all the disciples in the Middle Ages were ascending one after another, there were ice-type monks who established their power in the Northern Kingdom, a treasure land of cultivation. And they also brought civilization to the local area.

The missionary activities of the Holy Infant Religion that swept across China also integrated the Northern Kingdom into it.

This was already ten thousand years ago.

Now, the legendary blue-eyed Snow Country native has disappeared. The bloodline from the Central Plains region occupies that side. Today's Snow Country people only have much whiter skin than the residents of the Central Plains.

The person in front of Wang Qi is a typical Snow Country person.

Zhao Qingtan met the monk from the Snow Country Sect, went up to him, and said, "Old Xiao, I know you are ambitious. This time you will definitely have your share."

Xiao, Chai, and Yi are all common surnames in the Northern Kingdom.

"I'm just following Teacher Fan." The monk surnamed Xiao smiled: "Teacher Fan is going to go this time, so we just follow him - good luck. You know, I always have good luck this time."

"Teacher Fan..." Zhao Qingtan's eyes widened: "Teacher Fan Defan?"

The young man nodded: "Indeed."

Zhao Qingtan took a breath. The name Vander is not an understatement.

This master is no longer a new genius. He is an old-school monk who entered the immortal way before the Demon Emperor's Rebellion. Like Chen Jingyun, the leader of Wanfa Sect, he is also half-career. But his reputation is not even as good as Chen Jingyun. This master has not made any significant achievements on any of the outstanding issues.

But this does not mean that Fander himself is not good enough. On the contrary, some of the disciples trained by this master have come to Xiaoyao.

It's not that he can't take the last step, but he wants to rely on his systematic understanding of multiple fields of arithmetic to take the last step and reap the fruits of immortality.

It is worth mentioning that Master Fan is also a monk who is obsessed with preaching and practicing. As a half-step free monk, he would even appear at the forums held by many Immortal Alliance branches in the North to give lectures to those monks who were new to the Immortal Way. There are even some monks with extraordinary talents who will be brought to the Snow Country Sect to experience the style of study of the Snow Country Sect.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that he was selected.

However, Zhao Qingtan realized that this was not a good thing.

The Snow Country Sect is Lian Zong. Fan De is the representative of Lian Zong.

And Wang Qi is the representative of Li Zong.

This means that the upper echelons of the Immortal Alliance have almost pushed Wang Qi into the opposite position of a powerful monk like Fan De.

this……

"How on earth did you do it..." He wondered: "The Shaoli faction completely gave up the quota, and you..."

"The Shaoli sect is really not good at teaching, and they know this, so they simply gave up." The young man named Xiao smiled at the monk and said, "Just tell Mr. Suan."

Zhao Qingtan didn't quite believe it. But Wang Qi behind him was already convinced.

That's what Suanjun can do. He has little interest in the nature of arithmetic. Instead, he is passionate about "using arithmetic to explain the world." He has a passion that is very close to that of an applied arithmetician.

In the Immortal League's plan, mathematicians like Suanjun should not be the first to come into contact with the demon clan.

Moreover, Suanjun really lacks the patience to teach his disciples - no one likes to train "one, one, one, one, two, two, two, two, four" to a monkey.

He shouted: "Hey, Senior Brother Zhao, why don't you introduce me?"

"Ha." Zhao Qingtan smiled and pulled the young man named Xiao over: "Xiao Chuhong, at the same time as me, I graduated from Xinyue Immortal Academy like you, my junior brother."

"It turns out to be Senior Brother Xiao." Wang Qi raised his hand without sincerity: "I have admired you for a long time."

"Ah hahahaha, let's not say such perfunctory words." The young man also smiled: "My name, Xiao Chuhong, should not be remembered by you, Wang Qi."

""A Certain Group of Topological Invariants of Transposition Subgroups"." Wang Qi thought for a moment and quickly reported a name: "A paper with clear ideas."

Xiao Chuhong was a little surprised: "You actually know?"

"I saw it when I was researching braid groups a few days ago." Wang Qi said with a smile: "This field is quite unpopular - it is probably colder than the winter in Snow Country. Not many can leave a deep impression on people. Except for some early ones Counting the foundation laid by you, the Songting Sect has done more clearly than the Snow Country Sect.”

"Transposition subgroup" is a research direction closely related to braid group.

Xiao Chuhong was a little weird: "I always feel that there are more people talking about kink with us recently... No one was interested in this at all before."

"Thank you for the gift from the Dragon Clan." Wang Qi said.

The Dragon Clan’s magical power of transformation will definitely set a new pace in the Immortal Alliance.

"In short, it is a great honor for you to remember me." Xiao Chuhong did not look down upon Wang Qi at all because he was a monk in the alchemy stage, and solemnly saluted: "That is my thesis on proving the soul. I personally like it very much. ——Although compared with your achievements, he is not worth mentioning. "

Zhao Qingtan said: "However, when you showed up, we were really shocked..."

"We were also surprised when we heard that we were traveling with you." The newly promoted Yuanshen monk said: "You may not know that this time the Geting sect has no intention of sending anyone to Nanming. They pushed you away Come out, I’m afraid there may be some deeper plot.”

A few years ago, the Master of Calculation's heart was broken, causing the reputation of the Goting Sect, which had gone astray, to plummet. Now they no longer have the "status" to compete for "orthodoxy". But reputation is reputation, and strength is strength. The Goting Sect has been operating for hundreds of years, and it has a golden age under the leadership of the Master of Calculation. Its influence and connections are still there. They still have the strength to intervene in this "orthodoxy" dispute.

If they do well, this can also save some reputation.

And the Goting Sect's silent non-participation always makes people feel a little strange.

"We juniors have some guesses." Xiao Chuhong was not arrogant at all, but introduced: "First of all, the Geting School may be devoted to academics, hoping to turn things around purely by academics - the so-called where you fall, you get up there. In this case, they will not get involved in such things. However, this matter cannot be monopolized by the Lian Sect. Someone must come from the Li Sect, otherwise the title of "orthodoxy" will be handed over to others..."

"In other words, do you think we are being used as pawns?" Zhao Qingtan glanced at Wang Qi.

"There is another saying that the real high-level people think this is not a good thing. It may lose reputation and waste time, and still not get any benefits." When Xiao Chuhong said this, she was also looking at Wang Qi.

Due to his special status, although Wang Qi's cultivation is low, he is directly connected with the Anbu. In the eyes of everyone, he is a "high-level" who is easy to talk to.

Wang Qi was helpless: "No need to get words out of me. Tell the truth."

"Now the rumors are going viral in Wanfamen. Some people think you have some dirty deals with the Ge Ting Sect or higher-ups, and some others think you have used some tricks..." Xiao Chuhong said: "There are more young mathematicians in Lizong who are dissatisfied with you."

"I'm used to it."

As they were talking, an old man took a meteor-like step and fell from the sky with extraordinary demeanor. Except for his silver-white hair and a little sparse hair on his head, this man didn't look old at all. His facial lines were tough, as if he was carved from granite, and his muscles were knotted, and his physique was similar to some terrible beast in the north. And his strong blood and qi also showed that he also practiced body training.

This is also one of the customs in the north. The north is martial arts-oriented, and everyone practices martial arts. Even mathematicians from the north like to think about mathematical problems while going out to beat up a few monsters. There are even Snow Country fortune tellers who exchange experiences like this: "When you punch the enemy one by one, the inspiration in your mind seems to come out one by one."

This old man is Master Fan Defan.

Wang Qi hurried over: "You guys chat first, I'll go say hello and discuss the itinerary to Nanming."

Everyone saw him walk to Master Fan De and whisper something to him. Master Fan De is a half-step free and easy. He deliberately blocked the news, so that people around him couldn't find out anything.

After listening to Wang Qi's words, Master Fan De nodded. Then the master reached out again, grabbed Wang Qi's collar and looked at him. Wang Qi even held up his sleeves like offering a treasure. Everyone only saw the two people's movements, but couldn't hear their communication, and they were even more confused.

After Wang Qi came back, Su Junyu was the first to ask: "Just now, why did Senior Fan grab your clothes?"

The robe he was wearing now was not the blue robe of the Wanfa Sect, but a black robe. The style of this robe is similar to the uniform of Wanfamen, but it is pure black.

Wang Qi smiled: "Senior praised the good material of this dress - maybe he also wants to make one according to mine."

Chen Youjia squeezed out a half-disdainful expression on the lower half of his face: "It's so ugly. This is basically the style of Wanfamen's robe, it hasn't been changed at all, and you made it so black - did you make it yourself or did you find a tailor to make it? If it were me, I would definitely ask the tailor to refund the money. Also, don't insult Master Fan's aesthetics."

"The material is good." Wang Qi raised his sleeves: "If you don't believe me, come and touch it."

Everyone really reached out and touched it. Chen Youjia, Su Junyu, and Feng Xingchong all felt that although the warp and weft of this material were fine, it was unexpectedly rough and had no sense of brilliance.

Zhao Qingtan showed a trace of horror.

Xiao Chuhong was a little curious and wanted to touch it too. At this time, Master Fan's voice reached his ears: "Chuhong, come here."

"Sorry, Master Fan called me." Xiao Chuhong apologized to the others, and then walked towards Fan De: "What's wrong, Master?"

"Nothing, I just asked you not to touch that dress." Master Fan De shook his head: "Although I know that the dress is stable... I still can't help but feel scared. Don't stimulate that dress." (To be continued ~^~)