The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 29: He brought her here

Just as they were thinking about these insidious things, the former immortals such as Tongyan, Queniang, and Zeng Ju have begun to deduct calculations again.

The cliff wall below is engraved by flying swords with countless numbers and extremely complex equations.

People stood in the air, constantly thinking and analyzing against the cliff, and from time to time they called out the terminal to perform calculations.

There are many ways to solve the problem. At least in the beginning and the middle, no one knows that they are right before the correct answer is given. Then the discussion can easily turn into an argument. Everyone's speech speed is getting faster and faster, and their voices are getting higher and higher. They are not limited to each other's camp, it is more like a melee.

The robot sits on the edge of the cliff, swinging his legs like a willow in the book, and often uses swear words to join the debate.

The Queen of Sparrow couldn't bear it, and said, "Can you be quiet?"

Shen Yunbu's voice came from the robot: "Why? Don't you think I'm so innocent and cute?"

Quiniang said: "You kicked off all the cliff rocks, what should I do if the numbers on it are confused?"

Shen Yunmu laughed and said: "It's also their old guys and you country folks who have to write numbers on the wall."

Quiniang, Tong Yan and others looked at each other and decided not to ignore him.

The fierce arguing in the sky outside the cliff disappeared, and everyone began to communicate with their spirits, indeed much faster than verbal communication.

Shen Yunjian shouted: "I reminded you, how can you not take me to play?"

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The solar system sword array may be changing.

Mars may become dead.

The way to think about breaking through is of course not playing, but very stressful work.

As the deduction calculation moves forward, getting closer to the answer, the atmosphere becomes more and more tense.

A former immortal kept scratching his head, his hair has been scattered, disheveled, and unkempt.

He stared at the numbers on the cliff, his eyes a little lost, and he mumbled to himself, like a doctoral student who had been unable to graduate for many years in a university.

"I said Uncle Ni, can you speak to yourself with a lower voice? It's a bit noisy." Shen Yunjian said to him.

The immortal surnamed Ni was the prefect of Yuehua City before he practiced the Taoism. Because of the common stories in officialdom, he was imprisoned, and his tortured spirit was a little abnormal. No one thought that on the day when he was about to be beheaded, he had realized that he had escaped from prison laughing in the autumn rain and worshipped a certain hermit sect.

More than a hundred years later, his realm was achieved. I heard that the emperor of the year was determined to Zen in Zi, and he would be a free and easy Supreme Emperor himself. He did not hesitate to break through the barrier, ignoring the warnings of the cultivating sect behind the court, rushing straight to the imperial city, and cutting off the emperor's head directly in front of the 30,000 Yulin army.

Thousands of years later, he finally ascended into a fairy and came to this world. Through the later Ascendants, he knew that his hermit sect had long since disappeared in the long river of history, but those memories in the imprisonment seemed to be still tormenting him, and he would fall into this slightly abnormal state from time to time.

He looked at Shen Yunbu with a sneer and said: "I admit that your talent and wisdom are superior to me, but you little kid now has one head left!"

Shen Yunjian sneered and said: "I don't rely on my head to break the problem, do I rely on my **** like you do?"

The immortal surnamed Ni was furious when he heard this, and said: "You proposed to use iterative threading method, what kind of organ did you think about? Do you have an organ! You don't even have an ass!"

How can Shen Yunjian endure other people questioning his own wisdom and body, and said in a cold voice: "Only a fool will try to switch from algebraic geometry to number theory."

The immortal surnamed Ni thought about his academic career after he came to this world, his face suddenly paled, and he could not speak for a while.

The other fairy couldn't help saying: "Yunbui, you said that the iterative threading method was only made five days ago...Well, not to mention whether there will be problems under the rush, just say It’s impossible for you to verify this method. We simply don’t have enough power to run programs."

Shen Yunbui designed a brand-new mathematical tool five days ago, hoping to map and confirm the formation of the solar system sword array through verification. But as the fairy said, this requires a lot of calculations, unless the charter network can be connected to Mars at this moment, and the result can be calculated with a central computer.

But everyone is in the solar system sword formation, where can they contact the outside world.

Shen Yunbu said with a sneer: "If I change to the past, I can figure it out by myself."

Tong Yan said calmly: "But you can't do it now."

Shen Yun buried that perfect body in the nuclear power furnace explosion, and also destroyed the extremely important dedicated mathematical processing core...

The robot silently raised its robotic arm and raised its middle finger.

"I think we should use pure Yang transformation."

Some unconvinced voices of Queen Sparrow rang out in the sky beyond the cliff.

The fairies in the sky and Shen Yunbu, who was sitting on the edge of the cliff, were quiet for a while, and they laughed.

Even Jian Xian Ensheng and others on the cliff looked over there.

"Where did you see the Pure Yang Transformation?" Shen Yunjian asked.

The Queen Mother said: "Did you teach us a lesson on the battleship?"

Shen Yunjian said: "I definitely haven't mentioned the Pure Yang Transformation, and definitely not in the data instilled."

The Queen Mother said: "I saw it when I was studying in the warship database for myself."

Zeng raised a smile and said: "It's not easy for you to know, but this is really not feasible."

Many years ago, a paper was suddenly written on the blackboard of the mathematics department of Stargate University.

The paper talked about function correlation. The title has been drafted, and it is called: Pure Yang Transformation.

The idea of ​​this paper is very new, and the method is very clever. If it is established, it can solve several unsolved problems in mathematics, which has caused a great shock in the mathematics community. But with the deepening of the research, many mathematicians found that this paper has a great problem, and it cannot be solved at all under the existing conditions.

After some discussions, several major mathematics journals made a retraction announcement, and this paper returned to the library, and no one asked about it anymore.

Until a long time later, few people knew that this paper was actually written by General Li.

After he left Chaotian Continent, he was arranged by his ancestor for advanced studies at Xingmen University. After six months of studying, he wrote such a thesis.

Previous generations of immortals naturally knew this matter and regarded it as a joke, but apart from Shen Yunbu, no one dared to mention it in front of General Li.

Quiniang actually said that she wanted to use this famous essay point of view as a method to break the problem, which naturally attracted a lot of ridicule.

"But I think...it seems to be usable." Spitz Niang was even more unconfident, and said softly.

Tong Yan looked at her with encouraging eyes and said: "Is there a proof of thought?"

Quiniang shook her head helplessly, and said, "It's just intuition...just like seeing a battleship with Xiangu...intuition."

"I said that the word intuition is often just used to cover up absurdity and embarrassment."

The old voice of God Fighting Master floated from the cliff.

Like the two black-clothed demon immortals and the others, he doesn't believe that the Patriarch will change and kill people at all, but he is inevitably curious about the discussion beyond the cliff.

"Intuition is a means of remedy that human beings use to make up for their own computing power defects. Your computing power is very bad, so intuition is the only tool you should grasp. What the lady said is not wrong, it must be resolved. For this question, pure Yang transformation should be used."

A voice floated down from the sky, looking very unconscious.

The person who spoke seemed to have not slept for many days, and it seemed that he had slept in a hospital bed for too many days.

Shen Da Xian Shi sneered and said: "It's really ridiculous! Who is talking about it?"

A wheelchair fell from the sky.

Jing Jiu was sitting in a wheelchair with a blanket over him, the blanket arched slightly.

Zhao Layue pushed her wheelchair, her short hair was slightly messy.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked, and it took a moment to react.

Several magic treasures shot up into the sky, and then they were pressed back by the sword intent above the atmosphere, illuminating the cliffs extremely brightly.

Previous generations of immortals were wary of abnormalities, as if they were facing an enemy.

Sword Xian Ensheng stared at Jing Jiu in the wheelchair, a sword light flashing in the depths of his eyes, full of fighting spirit.

He has not healed from his injuries, but suddenly encountering the recognized swordsman the strongest, he still gave birth to a strong desire to make swords.

Shenda Xianshi slowly stood up from the cliffs, held the broken drum in his hand, and said blankly: "It turns out that it is the real Jingyang who is here."

The two black-robed demon fairies separated like ghosts and landed on both sides of the wheelchair.

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Jing Jiu didn't look at these immortals, because turning his head was very tired.

He looked at the bird girl outside the cliff and continued: "When you played chess back then, you can see that your instinct is stronger than Tong Yan, don't doubt this easily."

After many years, I finally saw the teacher's fairy face again, and she was very upset. She knelt into the air and gave a big gift.

Tong Yan raised her eyebrows and said nothing.

Liu Shisui and others were surprised and flew to the wheelchair to bow down and salute.

The titles such as son, teacher, uncle, and real person kept flying around the edge of the cliff, until they were broken by a tired voice.

"Oh, old nine, you really are still alive! This is really good."

Jing Jiu almost thought that Zhuo Rusui was also here, and then he heard the voice of Shen Yunbuying, a smile appeared on his face, and said: "You are still alive, indeed, very good."

Seeing this scene, Liu Shisui and others were very surprised, thinking that Shen Yunbu didn't panic because the relationship between the two was really good.

The next moment they felt that something was wrong, the meta-curved surface was frosty, as if it had changed back to the green mountain sword law, and said in a deep voice: "Bold! How dare you be rude to real people!"

"Looking at it? Roaring?" The robot stood up, looked at Yuanqu condescendingly, and said mockingly: "Really counted by generation, who of you is as high as me? I talked about friendship with him, that's our friendship. Relationship! Did I want you to kneel? Who is rude?"

That’s right. He is the bloodline and heir of Master Qingshan. He is the real second generation ancestor by generation...

Liu Shisui and the others looked at each other and stopped mentioning this topic very tacitly.

"This is beginning to renew the old? Are you too disregarding us old guys?"

Master Shenda raised the small broken drum tied to his wrist and looked at Jing Jiu expressionlessly and said: "The ship is rotten and there are dozens of tons of alloy, and the drum can make a few noises. Can't you listen?"

Two black-clothed demon immortals stretched out their right hands to the wheelchair. They were both pale, but with completely different auras, faintly connected.

Ziqi Donglaijun and Mr. Dong also struggled to support their bodies and stood up, taking out the strongest magic weapon that was too late to use in the canyon battle.

Sword Xian Ensheng's hand fell on the hilt.

During the battle with Peng Lang, he inserted the sword into the cliff without any damage.

Six former immortals surrounded the wheelchair and those people.

Will the brief peace of Mars be broken again?

"Don't listen or listen, Wang Ba is reciting the scriptures." Shen Yun's whispered voice rang again. This was an answer to the words of the first master of the gods.

Shen Da Xian Shi looked so angry, holding the snare drum and preparing to hit it.

Suddenly.

A round little hand stretched out from under his arm and took the snare drum.

Like a kid who sees toys at a night market. Some are unreasonable and some are cute.

God beat the first master as if being frozen.

He was in a daze at this moment.

The drum was a magic weapon he had carried with him for thousands of years. Peng Lang cut it through with a sword, but he couldn't take it away. He still had extremely strong magical powers.

Why was it taken away as soon as someone reached out?

When did the drum rope break?

How did it break?

Sword Xian Ensheng's expression became extremely solemn at this moment.

It is more dignified than when facing Peng Lang and seeing Jing Jiu in the wheelchair~IndoMTL.com~ With the fearless temperament that is unique to Wu Enmen, he grabs the hilt of the sword and wants to take out the sword.

But it failed!

Because the ice is trapped between the sword and the scabbard.

A small figure passed by him.

Everyone looked over.

That is a little girl with hair like snow.

The little girl's face is very round and white.

Her pupils are very dark and deep.

With the snare drum in her hand, she walked towards the wheelchair on the edge of the cliff.

　　

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