Chapter 993 He Brought Her Here

While they were thinking about these sinister things, Tong Yan, Que Niang, Zeng Ju and other previous generations of immortals had already started to calculate again.

Countless numbers and extremely complicated equations were carved out by the flying sword on the cliff below.

Everyone stood in the air, thinking about and analyzing the cliff, and calling out the terminal from time to time to calculate.

There are many ways to solve the problem, at least at the beginning and in the middle, no one knows that they are right until the correct answer comes out. Then the discussion can easily turn into an argument. The speed of everyone's speech is getting faster and higher, and the voice is getting higher and higher. It's not limited to each other's camp, it's more like a melee.

The robot sat on the edge of the cliff, swinging its legs like Liu Ci in the book, and joined the debate with dirty words from time to time.

Que Niang couldn't take it anymore 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?"

Que Niang said, "You kicked off all the rocks, what if the numbers on them got mixed up?"

Shen Yunqian laughed and said: "It's only those old guys and you country folks who still have to write numbers on the wall."

Que Niang, Tong Yan and the others looked at each other and decided not to talk to him anymore.

The fierce debate in the sky outside the cliff disappeared, and everyone began to communicate with spiritual consciousness, which was indeed much faster than verbal communication.

Shen Yunbu shouted: "I reminded you, how can you not play with me?"

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The solar system sword array may be changing.

Mars could turn into a dead place.

The way to think about breaking the formation is of course not playing, but very intense work.

As the deduction calculation moved forward and gradually approached the answer, the atmosphere became more and more tense.

A previous generation of immortals kept scratching their heads, their buns had long been untied, disheveled and unkempt.

He stared at the numbers on the cliff, his eyes lost his focus, and he kept talking to himself, like a doctoral student who hadn't graduated in a university for many years.

"I said Uncle Ni, can you talk to yourself in a quieter voice? It's a bit noisy." Shen Yunbu said to him.

This immortal surnamed Ni was the prefect of Yuehua City before practicing Taoism. He was sent to prison because of common stories in official circles, and his spirit was a little disturbed after being tortured. No one would have thought that on the day he was about to be beheaded to death, he suddenly came to his senses, escaped from prison laughing in the autumn rain, and worshiped under a certain hermit sect.

More than a hundred years later, he had achieved great attainment, and he heard that the emperor of that year decided to give up his seat and become a carefree emperor himself. He broke through without hesitation, ignored the warnings of the practice sects behind the court, went straight to the imperial city, and cut off the emperor's head in front of the 30,000 imperial guards.

Thousands of years later, he finally ascended to immortality and came to this world. Through the later Ascendants, he knew that his hidden sect had long since disappeared in the long river of history, but those memories in the imperial prison 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 above mine, but you only have one head left now, you brat!"

Shen Yun buried with a sneer and said: "You don't rely on your head to solve the problem, do you rely on your butt like you?"

Immortal surnamed Ni was furious when he heard the words, and said, "What kind of organs did you use to propose the iterative threading method? Do you have organs? You don't even have a butt!"

Shen Yunbu couldn't stand others questioning his intelligence and body, he said coldly: "Only idiots would try to switch from algebraic geometry to number theory."

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 said: "Yunbu, you said that you only came up with the iterative threading method five days ago... Well, let alone whether there will be problems in a hurry, I just say that your method is impossible to check and calculate. We simply don't have enough power computing cores to run the program."

Shen Yun buried a brand new mathematical tool designed five days ago, hoping to verify and map the pivot of the solar system sword formation. But as the fairy said, this requires a lot of calculations, unless you can connect to the charter network on Mars at this moment, and use the central computer to calculate the results.

But everyone is in the sword array of the solar system, how can they communicate with the outside world.

Shen Yun buried with a sneer and said: "In the past, I would have come out myself."

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

Shen Yunbuy's perfect body was destroyed in the nuclear power furnace explosion, and at the same time, the extremely important dedicated mathematical processing core was also destroyed...

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

"I think it should be transformed with pure yang."

Que Niang's unsure voice sounded in the sky outside the cliff.

The immortals in the sky and Shen Yunbuan who was sitting on the edge of the cliff were silent for a moment, laughing one after another.

Even the sword fairy Ensheng and others on the cliff glanced over there.

"Where did you see the pure yang transformation?" Shen Yunbu asked.

Que Niang said, "Didn't you give us lessons on the battleship?"

Shen Yunbu said: "I definitely didn't mention the pure yang transformation, and it certainly wasn't in the instilled data."

Que Niang said: "I saw it when I was studying 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, a paper was suddenly written on the blackboard in the large classroom of the Mathematics Department of Stargate University.

That paper is about function correlation, the title has been prepared, it is called: Pure Yang Transformation.

This paper has a very new idea and an extremely ingenious method. If it is established, it can solve several unresolved problems in mathematics, which has caused great shock in the mathematics world. However, with the deepening of research, many mathematicians found that this paper has huge problems, and it cannot be solved under the existing conditions.

After some discussion, several major mathematics journals issued a retraction announcement, and this paper returned to the library, and no one cares about it anymore.

It was not until a long time later that few people knew that this paper was actually written by General Li.

After he left Chaotian Continent, he was arranged by his ancestor to study at Star Gate University. 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 took it as a joke, but except for Shen Yunbu, 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." Que Niang was even more unconfident, and said softly.

Tong Yan looked at her with encouraging eyes and said, "Do you have the idea of ​​proof?"

Que Niang shook her head helplessly, and said, "It's just an intuition... just like Xiangu's intuition when he realized that the formation was a battleship."

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

The old voice of Master Shen Da came over from the cliff.

Like the two black-clothed demons and the others, he did not believe that the patriarch would change his formation to kill people, but he was inevitably curious about the discussion outside the cliff.

"Intuition is a means of relief for human beings to make up for their own shortcomings in calculation ability. Your calculation ability is very bad, so intuition is the only tool you should grasp. What Que Niang said is correct. To solve this problem, you should use pure yang transformation."

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

The person who spoke looked like he hadn't slept for many days, and he seemed to have slept in a hospital bed for too many days.

Master Shen Da sneered and said, "It's really ridiculous! Who is talking nonsense?"

A wheelchair fell from the sky.

Jing Jiu sat in a wheelchair with a blanket draped over his body, which was slightly arched.

Zhao Layue was pushing a wheelchair, her short hair was slightly messed up.

Looking at this scene, everyone was shocked, and it took a moment for them to react.

Several rays of magic weapon light shot up into the sky, and then were pressed back by the sword intent above the atmosphere, illuminating the cliff extremely brightly.

The immortals of the previous generation were extremely vigilant, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

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

He hadn't recovered from his injuries, but suddenly he met the recognized strongest swordsman, and he still had a strong desire to draw a sword.

Master Shen Da slowly stood up from the cliff, held the broken drum in his hand, and said expressionlessly: "It turns out that Master Jingyang has come."

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

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

He looked at Que Niang outside the cliff and continued: "I could tell when you played chess back then that your intuition is stronger than Tong Yan's. Don't doubt this easily."

Seeing the teacher's beauty again after so many years, Que Niang was so excited, she didn't care about the pure yang transformation, she knelt in the air and made a big salute.

Tong Yan raised her eyebrows, but said nothing.

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

Appellations such as son, teacher, uncle, and real person kept flying on the edge of the cliff until they were broken by a weary voice.

"Oh, Lao Jiu, you are still alive! That's great."

Jing Jiu almost thought that Zhuo Rusui had also come, but then he heard Shen Yunbu's voice, a smile appeared on his face, and he said, "You're still alive, it's really good."

Seeing this scene, Liu Shisui and others were very surprised, thinking that Shen Yunbu hadn't lied, and the relationship between the two of them was really good.

The next moment they felt that something was wrong, Yuan Qu's face was frosty, as if he had changed back to the sword law of Qingshan, and said in a deep voice: "Bold! How dare you be rude to a real person!"

"What are you looking at? What are you shouting at?" The robot stood up, looked down at Yuan Qu, and said mockingly: "It's really based on seniority, which one of you is taller than me? I'm on the same level as him, that's our friendship! Do I want you to kneel before? Who is being rude?"

This is quite right, he is the bloodline and successor of Patriarch Qingshan, according to his seniority, he is the real second generation ancestor...

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

"This is the beginning of reminiscing about the old days? Don't you think us old guys too much?"

Master Shenda raised the small broken drum tied to his wrist, looked at Jing Jiu expressionlessly, and said, "There are dozens of tons of alloy in a broken ship, and even a broken drum can make a few noises. Can you listen?"

The two demon fairies in black stretched out their right hands towards the wheelchair. They were both so pale, but had completely different auras, faintly connected.

Mr. Ziqi Donglai and Mr. Dong also stood up with difficulty and took out the strongest magic weapon that was too late to use in the canyon battle.

Sword Immortal Ensheng's hand fell on the hilt.

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

Six former immortals surrounded the wheelchair and those people.

Is the brief peace of Mars about to be broken again?

"Don't listen, don't listen, bastard chant the scriptures." Shen Yun's trembling voice sounded again, which was the answer to the sentence that God beat the first teacher.

Master Shenda looked very angry, he held the small drum and was about to beat it.

suddenly.

A small round hand reached up from under his arm and took the snare drum away.

Just like a child who sees toys in the night market, some are unreasonable and some are cute.

God hit the first teacher as if frozen.

He was a little dazed at this moment.

That drum was a magical weapon he had carried with him for thousands of years. Peng Lang chopped it open with his sword, but he couldn't take it away.

How could it be taken away as soon as someone stretched out his hand?

When did the drum rope break?

How did it break?

Sword Immortal Ensheng's expression became extremely dignified at this moment.

He was more solemn than when he faced Peng Lang and saw Jing Jiu in the wheelchair.

With the unique fearless temperament of Wuenmen, he held the hilt of the sword and was about to draw the sword.

But failed!

Because the sword and the scabbard were frozen.

A small figure walked past him.

All eyes were on the past.

It was a little girl with hair like snow.

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

Her pupils were black and deep.

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