Just as they were thinking about these yin things, Tong Yan, Qi Niang, Zeng Ju and other immortals of the previous generation had already begun to deduce and calculate again.The cliff face below is carved with countless numbers and extremely complex equations carved by flying swords.Everyone stood in the air, constantly thinking and analyzing against the cliff, and from time to time they made calculations from the dial-out terminal.There are many ways to solve the problem, at least at the beginning and in the middle stage, no one knows that they are right until the correct answer is out.Then the discussion can easily turn into an argument, and the speed of everyone's speech is getting faster and louder, not limited to each other's camps, but more like a scuffle.The robot sits on the edge of the cliff, swinging its legs in the same way as the willow words in the book, and from time to time joins the crowd in arguments with swear words.The finch girl couldn't stand it a little and said, "Can you be quieter?"
”Shen Yunburi's voice came from the robot: "Why?
Don't you think I'm so innocent and cute?
”The finch lady said: "You kicked off the cliff rocks, what should I do if the numbers on it are confused?"
”Shen Yunbury sneered and said, "It's just that those old guys and you countrymen still have to write the numbers on the wall." ”Que Niang, Tong Yan and the others glanced at each other and decided not to pay attention to him.The fierce argument in the sky outside the cliff died down, and everyone began to communicate with their divine senses, much faster than verbal communication.Shen Yunbury shouted: "I still reminded you, how can you not take me to play?"
”………… The Solar System Sword Array may be changing.Mars could turn into a dead place.Of course, the way to think about breaking the formation is not to play, but to work very intensely.As the deduction moves forward and gets closer to the answer, the atmosphere becomes more and more tense.A previous generation of immortals kept scratching his head, his hair had long been scattered, his hair was scattered, and his hair was unkempt.He stared at the numbers on the cliff wall, his eyes a little lost, and he muttered to himself, like a doctoral student in a university who had not graduated for many years."
I said Uncle Ni, can you talk to yourself quietly?
It's a little noisy. ”Shen Yunbury said to him.This immortal surnamed Ni was the Taishou of Yuehua City before cultivating, and because of the common stories in the officialdom, he was imprisoned, and his tortured spirit was a little abnormal.No one thought that on the day he was about to be beheaded to death, he would be enlightened, laugh in the autumn rain and escape from prison, and worship under a certain hidden sect.More than a hundred years later, he was in a great realm, and he heard that the emperor of that year was determined to be a free emperor.He did not hesitate to break through, ignoring the warnings of the cultivation sect behind the imperial court, and went straight to the imperial city, and directly cut off the emperor's head in front of the 30,000 imperial forest troops.A thousand years later, he finally ascended to immortality and came to this world.Through the later Ascendant, he learned that his hidden sect had long disappeared into the long river of history, but those memories in the edict seemed to still torment him, and he would fall into this slightly abnormal state from time to time.He looked at Shen Yunbury and sneered: "I admit that your talent and wisdom are all above me, but you little kid has only one head left now!"
”Shen Yunburi sneered and said: "You don't rely on your head to solve the problem, do you rely on your ass like you?"
”The immortal surnamed Ni was furious when he heard this, and said, "You proposed to use the iterative stringing method, what organ did you think of?"
Do you have organs!
You don't even have an ass!
”How could Shen Yunbury bear others questioning his wisdom and body, and said in a cold voice: "Only a fool would try to move from algebraic geometry to the direction of number theory." ”The immortal surnamed Ni thought about his academic career after coming to this world, his face suddenly turned pale, and he was speechless for a while.The other immortal couldn't help but say, "Cloud buried, you said that the iterative stringing method was only made by you five days ago......
Well, not to mention whether there will be problems in a hurry, just that your method is impossible to calculate, we simply don't have enough power to run the program. ”Shen Yunzhu designed a brand-new mathematical tool five days ago, hoping to map and confirm the axis of the sword array in the solar system through verification.But as the immortal said, it would take a lot of calculations, unless you can connect to the Charter network on Mars at the moment and use a central computer to calculate the results.But everyone is in the sword array of the solar system, where can they contact the outside world.Shen Yunbury sneered and said, "In the past, I would have figured it out myself." ”Tong Yan said calmly: "But you can't do it now." ”Shen Yunburi's perfect body was destroyed in the explosion of the nuclear power furnace, along with the extremely important special mathematical processing core......
The robot silently raised its robotic arm and raised its middle finger."
I think we should use the Pure Yang Transformation."
The voice of the finch girl, a little unconvinced, rang out in the sky outside the cliff.The immortals in the sky and Shen Yunburi, who was sitting on the edge of the cliff, were silent for a moment and laughed one after another.Even the sword immortal Ensheng and the others on the cliff glanced over there."
Where did you see the Pure Yang Transformation?"
Shen Yunbury asked.The finch lady said: "Didn't you teach us a lesson on the battleship?
”Shen Yunbury said: "I definitely didn't mention the pure yang transformation, and there is definitely not in the instilled data. ”"I saw it when I was studying myself in the battleship database. ”Zeng Ju smiled and said, "It's not easy for you to know, but this is really not feasible." ”Many years ago, someone suddenly wrote a paper on the blackboard in the large classroom of the mathematics department of Xingmen University.The paper is about function dependence, and the title has been drafted, so it's called: Pure Yang Transform.This paper is very innovative in its ideas and ingenious methods, and if it is true, it can solve several unresolved problems in mathematics, which has caused a great shock in the mathematics community.However, as the research deepened, many mathematicians found that this paper was extremely problematic and could not be solved under the existing conditions.After some deliberation, several major mathematics journals announced the retraction of the paper, and the paper was returned to the library, and no one cared about it again.It wasn't until much later that few people knew that the paper was actually written by General Lee.After he left Chaotian Continent, he was arranged by his ancestor to study at Xingmen University, and after studying for half a year, he wrote such a thesis.The immortals of the previous generation naturally knew about this matter, and they all regarded it as a joke, but except for Shen Yunburi, no one dared to mention it in front of General Li.Que Niang actually said that she wanted to use the ideas of this famous paper as a method to solve the problem, which naturally attracted a lot of ridicule."
But I think......
It seems to be usable. ”The finch girl was even less confident and said softly.Tong Yan looked at her with encouraging eyes and said, "Have a way of proof?
”The finch girl shook her head a little helplessly and said, "It's just intuition......
It's like seeing that the array is a battleship......
Gut feeling. ”"As I said, the word intuition is often just used to disguise absurdity and embarrassment."
The voice of the elder of the god beating ancestor floated from the cliff.He, like the two black-clothed demon fairies and others, didn't believe that the ancestor would change formations and kill people at all, but he was inevitably a little curious about the discussion outside the cliff."
Intuition is a means of relief for human beings to compensate for their own computing shortcomings.You're all terrible at calculations, so intuition is the only tool you should grasp.What the finch girl said is not wrong, to solve this problem, you should use pure yang transformation. ”A voice floated down from the sky, looking very unrefreshed.It was as if the man who spoke had not slept for many days, and as if he had slept in a hospital bed for too many days.The Divine Strike Ancestor sneered and said, "It's ridiculous!
Who's making a big fuss?
”A wheelchair fell from the sky.Jing Jiu sat in a wheelchair with a blanket on his body, and the blanket arched slightly.Zhao Layue pushed the wheelchair, her short hair was slightly messy.Looking at this scene, everyone was shocked, and it took a moment to react.Several magic weapons shot up into the sky, and then were pressed back by the sword intent above the atmosphere, illuminating the cliffs extremely brightly.The immortals of the previous generation were vigilant against anomalies, as if they were facing a great enemy.Sword Immortal Ensheng stared at Jing Jiu in the wheelchair, and there was a faint flash of sword light in the depths of his eyes, full of battle intent.His injuries had not healed, but suddenly he met a person who was recognized as the strongest in swordsmanship, and he still had a strong desire to play the sword.The Divine Strike Master slowly stood up from among the cliffs, held the broken drum in his hand, and said expressionlessly: "It turns out that Jingyang is really here." ”The two black-clothed fairies parted like ghosts and landed on either side of the wheelchair.………… Jing Jiu didn't glance at these immortals, because he was tired from turning his head.He looked at the finch girl outside the cliff and continued: "When you played chess back then, you could see that your intuition is stronger than that of Tong Yan, don't doubt this easily. ”After many years, I finally saw the teacher's fairy face again, and the finch girl was in a mood, how could she care about things like pure yang transformation, and knelt in the air to make a big salute.Tong Yan raised his eyebrows and did not speak.Liu Shiying and others were very surprised, and flew to the wheelchair to bow down.Titles such as childe, teacher, uncle, and real person kept flying on the edge of the cliff until they were broken by a lazy voice."
Oh, Lao Jiu, you're really alive!
That's good. ”Jing Jiu almost thought that Zhuo Rusui was also here, and then he heard Shen Yunburi's voice, a smile appeared on his face, and said, "You are still alive, it is indeed very good." ”Seeing this scene, Liu Shisui and the others were very surprised, thinking that Shen Yunbu didn't panic, and the relationship between the two was really good.The next moment, they felt that something was wrong, Yuanqu's face was frosty, as if it had changed back to the Qingshan Sword Rhythm, and said in a deep voice: "Bold!
How dare you be rude to real people!
”"See what?
What's the roar?
”The robot stood up, looked at Yuan Qu condescendingly, and said mockingly: "It's really according to generation, which of you is as tall as me?"
I had a relationship with him, and it was our friendship!
Do I want you to kneel?
Who the hell is rude?
”This is a good point, he is the bloodline and descendant of the Qingshan Patriarch, and he is the real second ancestor according to his generation......
Liu Shisui and the others glanced at each other, and tacitly agreed not to mention this topic again."
And that's the beginning of the old days?
Are you too dismissive of us old guys?
”The Divine Strike Ancestor raised the small broken drum tied to his wrist, looked at Jing Jiu expressionlessly and said: "The ship is rotten and there are dozens of tons of alloy, and the drum can sound a few times, do you listen?"
”The two black-clothed demon fairies stretched out their right hands to the wheelchair, both of them were so pale, but they had completely different auras, faintly connected.Purple Qi Donglaijun and Mr.
Dong also struggled to support their bodies and stood up, taking out the strongest magic weapon that they didn't have time to use in the canyon battle.Sword Immortal Ensheng's hand landed on the hilt of the sword.During the battle with Peng Lang, he plunged his sword into the cliff wall and did not suffer any damage.Six former immortals surrounded the wheelchair and the men.Is the brief peace of Mars about to be broken again?"
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Don't listen, don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures."
Shen Yun's voice sounded again, this was the answer to the words of the Divine Strike Ancestor.The god beat the ancestor with a deep expression, and held the small drum and prepared to beat.Suddenly.A small, round hand reached out from under his arm and took the drum.It's like a child who walks through a night market and sees toys, some of them are quite unreasonable, and some of them are cute.The gods hit the first teacher as if they were frozen.He was in a bit of a trance at this time.That drum was a magic weapon that he had carried with him for thousands of years, and Peng Lang cut it with his sword, but he couldn't take it away, and he still had extremely strong magical powers.How could someone just reach out and take it away?
When did the drum rope break?
How did it break?
Sword Immortal Ensheng's expression became extremely solemn at this moment.It was more dignified than when he faced Peng Lang and saw Jing Jiu in a wheelchair.He has the unique fearless temperament of the Graceless Gate, and he is about to draw the sword when he holds the hilt of the sword.But it didn't work out!
Because there was ice between the sword and the scabbard.A small figure walked past him.All eyes were on it.It was a little girl with snowy hair.The little girl's face was round and white.Her eyes were dark and deep.With the small drum in her hand, she walked towards the wheelchair on the edge of the cliff.()