Enter the Immortal Cultivation

[Warning, warning, a vicious demonic tide has appeared in the current area. A vicious demonic tide has appeared in the current area. Please go and suppress it immediately if you have received the notification! ]

Guo Zhengyan, the city lord of Zaotian City, who was meditating in the clean room, opened his eyes, and his brilliance flashed for a long time.

He sighed heavily: "Is it coming again..."

The thirteenth-level walker has a longer lifespan and more powerful experience than ordinary creatures. These are far beyond the reach of the "knights" below level ten.

However, even a thirteenth-level cultivator will get tired.

In the past three thousand years, the demonic tide has become more and more intense.

At the beginning, people still dared to spread out in the wilderness. Road guides could also bring back those who were scattered outside in time after the demonic tide warning was issued.

But now, the demonic tide is coming faster and faster. Even experienced road guides can easily fall into the demonic tide and be caught up by the real demons that appear first.

Even in the past three hundred years, road guides have been in short supply. Those newly joined guides will be killed by the true demons before they mature. Old and experienced guides often don't have time to pass on all their experience.

Now, it often becomes a situation where one old man leads a dozen novices.

As a result, casualties have increased again.

However, the strength of the true cultivators has been fully invested in the fight against the demon tide. If the true cultivators are needed to act as guides in the future, the future rewards will be greater.

"Lord of Rescue, be merciful..." He sighed, and finally stood up, activated a talisman array, and issued an order: "All true cultivators above level ten, follow me to fight the demon tide!"

Dozens of lights shot up from the main city of Zaotian City and shot into the distance.

A moment later, Guo Zhengyan saw the vicious demon tide phenomenon.

It was a large space. The logical rules inside had completely failed. Countless color blocks twisted in the void. It was like a diseased boil between the normal heaven and earth.

And there was a tendency to spread. A large, horrible, disgusting mass, like a twisted flame, infected the normal world at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This disordered blasphemy is a typical demonic tide.

Guo Zhengyan swept his eyes around and found that there were still a few people moving around at the edge of the demonic tide. Some mortals gathered together in fear and moved closer to each other. It seemed that as long as this was done, the demonic tide would not devour them - at least not just them.

Seeing that there were still people alive, Guo Zhengyan breathed a sigh of relief.

But when he saw the man kneeling on the ground, he was immediately angry.

"Evil beast!" He pressed down the escape light and kicked Guo Zilei: "Did you do this? What did you do!"

He should have thought of it earlier! Even if the demonic tide intensified, it was impossible for such a vicious phenomenon to appear at this stage!

This must be someone who overestimated himself and directly attacked the real demon, but the result was to aggravate the changes in the demonic tide!

Guo Zilei was stunned and was about to rush over: "Father..."

"Shut up! Are you worthy of calling me father? Ah!" Guo Zhengyan kicked Guo Zilei away, almost kicking him in the direction of the demon tide. Guo Zilei thought he was dead and closed his eyes.

But Guo Zhengyan was careful after all and didn't really want to kill anyone. Guo Zilei didn't fall into the demon tide area. Guo Zhengyan grabbed Guo Zilei and asked: "I ask you, is it because you took the initiative to attack the real demon, so you caused this disaster?"

Guo Zilei didn't even need to speak. He showed that cowardly expression, and Guo Zhengyan understood. At this moment, he really wanted to throw his son into the demon tide. He asked: "Why?"

Guo Zilei moved his lips timidly, but didn't know what to say.

Because he really didn't know what to say.

"There was an old senior who was at least level 30, who told me that he wanted to teach me Daowen and let me correct the true demon. I practiced it, but it was wrong, and then he told me that if I knew what was good for me, I would teach him the true Daowen. Otherwise, he had no good way to deal with this demon tide..."

He didn't even believe this statement!

How could there be such a nonsense?

How did you reach level 30 without the true Daowen? If you have mastered the true teaching, why do you bully an ordinary cultivator like him who is not even level 10? Why? Ah? And what about the guidance... What is this? Ah?

When Wang Qi said with a gloomy face, "Young man, if you don't tell me what Daowen is, I can't help you", Guo Zilei's worldview collapsed.

Have you ever heard that the grandfather who is in the story and wants to pass on his life's skills to you in the later stage is a useless person who knows nothing?

He was so shocked that he forgot how to defend himself when he saw his father.

Besides, it is meaningless to make excuses for such a thing - no one will believe it if you tell them!

Finally, Guo Zhengyan threw Guo Zilei to the ground and shouted: "Everyone, open your eyes and see what the demon tide is like!"

Just then, a subordinate reported: "City Lord, there is another foreign cultivator over there... over there..."

Guo Zhengyan turned his head and noticed another person standing over there. He had his back to everyone, facing the demon tide, and seemed to be thinking about something. This guy was too quiet and his presence was not high, so the city lord did not notice that there was another person here.

He waved his hand impatiently and said: "Ask him if he is willing to join the ranks of suppressing the demonic tide. If he is willing, join the team temporarily. If he is unwilling to obey the command, just drive him away."

"yes!"

Two level 10 walkers walked towards that person. The man turned his upper body half-way, put his index finger on his lips: "Shh, keep quiet..."

"What?"

The two people were stunned and didn't know why.

Wang Qi is still in that posture. He knew that this game would probably translate different expression languages ​​and body languages, then send them to other subjects, and then reconstruct them in the mind of that subject - in other words, this part of the content should be Instantly generated in the minds of other recipients.

Otherwise, these days, he would definitely see people making faces and saying strange things around him.

And he didn't see this phenomenon.

In other words. Even in the eyes of these aliens, my current actions will show the meaning of "please be quiet".

He said: "When catching insects, please keep quiet..."

After saying that, he walked towards the demonic tide.

Then, under the astonished gazes of everyone, he put his hand inside.

Sure enough, a terrifying sense of chaos surged forward. His arm went numb—as if it hadn't existed in the first place.

Wang Qi closed his eyes: "Sure enough..."

This virtual world is a little different from the virtual world he knew before.

The reason why the virtual world is "virtual" is that it does not exist in an actual physical world. Whether it is the "mathematical entities" expressed by Li Zong or the "structures" expressed by Lian Zong, they are different from the physical world. There are only operators here, only functions.

Movement, collision, change, destruction, generation... are not physical processes here, but things simulated by algorithms. Here, all matter does not exist as a corpse, but only information generated in real time.

The so-called real devil is a weird individual that creates a closed loop due to some unknown errors, setting wrong parameters, getting the wrong objects, and writing wrong variables.

But the only difference is that here, behind all "intelligent creatures", there is a weird data entity. This collection is wrapped in endless functions. Their appearance is generated on the fly, but inside they are independent things.

They cannot be regarded as part of this virtual world, but as foreign objects.

It's just that they don't know it.

After knowing this, Wang Qi knew the crux of the real demon.

The only problem was that he had no experience programming this fantasy.

Although this kind of thing cannot always escape the changes of mechanical language and yin and yang, it is not impossible for Wang Qi to program in mechanical language. But don’t forget, the technology tree of this world is completely different from that of the non-aura universe. No one discovered machine language first and then discovered computers. Instead, they first simulated the human brain and then got closer to the foundation.

The mechanical language is used at the beginning, which is too difficult to parse.

Therefore, he extorted the martial arts and Taoism of this world from that poor young man.

This should be the "high-level language" of this world.

All languages ​​can be analyzed using formal linguistics - even high-level languages ​​are no exception. After previously complementing type theory and internal models, Wang Qi's mastery of this field is far better than before.

It only took him a moment to learn what the young man had mastered.

——As for the matter of "accidentally making the wrong repair twice, causing the demonic tide to expand", haha, hahahahahaha...

——Type unsafe language! It is possible to output any result!

Next, Guo Zhengyan, the lord of Zaotian City, saw a scene he would never forget.

The blasphemous fire was extinguished like a candle.

The strange monk slowly turned around and said: "I have been practicing in the secret realm since I was a child. I don't care about foreign affairs, and I have never been harmed by the demonic tide. This is the first time I have fought against the demonic tide. If there is anything wrong, , please give me some advice from the city lord.”

The Lord of Zaotian City stammered: "Senior... I don't dare to be... I don't dare to be..."

——Wait, something seems wrong...

——When the demonic tide rises, it sweeps across the world, and Immortal Shangdong cannot escape. How could anyone not see the demonic tide?

——But his cultivation is so terrifying that no matter how talented he is, without more than three thousand years of practice, he would not be able to achieve this achievement...

Could it be that……

The Lord of Zaotian City thought of a possibility.

Guo Zilei blurted out: "Are you a descendant of Emperor Niluan?"

In an instant, the air became several degrees colder.

Wang Qi also realized that he seemed to have said something he shouldn't have said. But there is no way to avoid it. He simply said: "I don't know about the Niluan Emperor. The person who taught me how to practice is also dead. If so, then so be it."

He still remembered Ke Like's teachings to him.

——Even if you are being hunted, you can still do some probing.