Enter the Immortal Cultivation

There was a ball of holy light between Wang Qi's hands, but what he was doing didn't look so holy - he was using both hands to absorb a soul using a spell.

As a variant of the Flame of Life, the Holy Light can force the physiological tissues of the body to remain active, even the soul.

But Wang Qi's Holy Light can be said to be quite close to the Flame of Life, and if you are not careful, your soul can gain too much vitality. Nothing is too much, and "vitality" and "vitality" are no exception. A cell can acquire the characteristics of unlimited replication and never undergo apoptosis. People on earth generally call such cells "cancer cells". The same is true for the soul. Absorbing too much vitality at one time will only lead to imbalance of various parts and eventually loss of stability.

Fortunately, Wang Qi already has some experience with this step. After countless failures, his mastery of the Holy Light has reached a higher level and he is able to maintain the stability of his soul.

But then comes the test.

He has to observe the soul and feel the soul.

Since he is not a disciple of Tianling Ridge and has not received professional training, he cannot understand the data fed back by the soul spectrum analyzer, so there is little point in using the instrument. What Chen Feng asked him to do was to observe with his bare hands.

Fortunately, Wang Qi is not doing a scientific experiment, but a teaching experiment - to put it bluntly, the nature is the same as the chemistry experiment in middle and high school. The process, principles, and what will happen at each step are all written in the book. You follow it, and then Leave an intuitive understanding.

The soul is a special aura field, microscopically manifested in the form of electromagnetic force, which can be observed using electromagnetic mind or soul spells. Wang Qi usually uses his magic power to flip through the book and read what to do next. At the same time, he carefully uses Tian Ge Xing's magic power to establish a connection with the soul, and then uses his own soul to sense it.

It's like dissecting a guinea pig.

"Oh! It turns out that the power of the soul is like this... This eigenform in the book is expressed like this... Functional partitions, indeed there are! And then here... Verify it, destroying this part can extend the soul stable schedule……"

But Wang Qi is not Chen Feng after all, and his manipulation of the power of soul is very rough. A quarter of an hour later, this small group of souls began to collapse and annihilate.

Wang Qi dispersed the holy light and turned his attention to the small glazed cage on the corner of the table. There were seven white mice in it.

Wang Qi was a little confused. To do or not to do?

It’s still fun to do teaching experiments. A biologist may be tired of repeating an experiment thousands of times, but for a novice like Wang Qi who has only done it a dozen times, this kind of verification is still very interesting.

The only problem is - these mice are so expensive!

As far as Wang Qi knows, the mice used by medical schools and biology departments on Earth for students to practice anatomy in anatomy classes are all of the most common type, and even sterile grade mice are considered a waste. But Chenfeng doesn't raise ordinary rats. His rats are all special rats with artificially created special bloodline defects. One of them is more expensive than Wang Qi's day's salary.

In the biological industry, the price of medicines consumed by an experimenter is often several times or even dozens of times his salary.

This made Wang Qi particularly troubled.

At this time, Chen Feng walked in and asked: "How did you learn the "First Interpretation of the Soul"?"

"Most of them have been studied, and there are only a few parts that I haven't had time to read yet, but I have some basic understanding of the soul." Wang Qi really thinks so, because in his mind, the academic quality of this "First Interpretation of the Soul" is probably It is similar to high school biology. It is the most basic stuff and is only useful under laboratory conditions, but the principles can be extended to many uses.

"Okay, you can read the few books I gave you when you have time. If you don't have time, you don't have to read them. Now you are good enough to be an assistant." Chen Feng said nonchalantly, but Yandi still had A hint of subtle color.

too fast. Whether it is the mastery of knowledge or the increase in power.

This "First Interpretation of the Soul" is just an entry-level textbook for Yangshen Pavilion disciples, but this textbook also requires half a month of hard work to master. As for Wang Qi, it has only been about eight days since the first day he started demonstrating.

In addition, Wang Qi's soul power has grown too fast. Father, like son. Wang Qi himself just felt that Zui Jing was full of energy, but in Chen Feng's eyes it was completely different. In just a few days, perceptible changes have occurred. What shocked Chen Feng was that the growth rate was even faster than when he just started. This is not the speed that "Qujianji" can produce.

His holy light is the lower level magical power of the Flame of Fate that is specialized in the soul and spirit?

Wang Qi was very happy to hear that he didn't have to play with mice every day. He rushed directly to the study. Chen Feng started to clean up the test bench that was messed up by Wang Qi's play according to standard procedures, and by the way, he moved the remaining mice that Wang Qi played with to a lower-level wire cage.

He didn't have the luxury to give Wang Qi a high-level white rat to practice with. These are the most common ones, and you can buy several of them with a large ingot of silver. However, in order to prevent Wang Qi from wasting experimental animals, he always told the other party that he did not raise ordinary rats, and then put those ordinary rats into the most advanced cages. When Wang Qi returned to the study, Chen Youjia was still buried in the draft paper. After getting along with each other for a few days, Wang Qi has become accustomed to the other person's attitude. This girl usually talks very little and is very cold in dealing with things, but she is not difficult to get along with - as long as she does not bring up arithmetic problems.

It’s just that… now I can’t see that she is the kind of person who will lose control of her emotions because of my “heartbroken” verbal attack, right? Even if she is really a rebellious girl at heart, and her father is doing pure mathematics but she insists on applied mathematics, she shouldn’t burst into tears, right?

This is really abnormal…

“What’s wrong?” Chen Youjia looked up and asked, as if she was disappointed that Wang Qi’s eyes were different.

“This.” Wang Qi put a stack of papers in front of Chen Youjia: “The story I told you last time.”

Chen Youjia unexpectedly did not show any other expression, which made Wang Qi, who was expecting her to show an expression, a little disappointed. She counted the pages with a normal expression: “It’s much less than I thought. Didn’t you say you had finished it? It took you half a month to copy this little bit?”

“I still need to practice, junior sister!”

“Yes, senior sister.”

In fact, the main reason why Wang Qi wrote for so long was that too much time had passed, so long that his memory of the novel “The Heartbroken” was not complete. Another thing is that the history and humanities of the two worlds are not exactly the same, so he had to make changes to other people's original works.

Chen Youjia didn't say anything, but put away the manuscript of the novel and continued to calculate.

It seems that it will be impossible to know why she likes that story so much in a short time.

Wang Qi sighed, sat down, and took Chen Youjia's draft to check the progress.