Vol 3 Chapter 878: Everywhere in China

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Zhenjie Mountain, a mountain in the east of Shenzhou. It was originally the junction of the forces of the two schools in ancient times, so it was called "Zhenjie Mountain". This mountain is neither high nor large, but it still has some titles.
And just recently, this mountain was considered to be over. It seemed to be split apart by life, and then cut off half, leaving only a screen-like cliff and half a mountain. The fracture is as smooth as a mirror, even smoother than a knife and axe.
This is the result of a random hit by the master of the Yuanshen period.
"At that time, I wanted to protect the mountain so as not to hurt the small sect on the other side of the mountain ..." A master of Tianlingling looked at the screen-like cliff and sighed, "It's a pity that it didn't come down."
Originally, the unconscious chaos could blow the entire mountain.
Tian Luo Ling monk Bi Luoqian sighed slightly: "This can't blame you."
Behind her, several other masters of Tianling Mountain were using a stretcher to transfer a comatose monk. Among them, some people hold the chest of the monk of Faithman, instilling the flame of life, and hanging this person's life.
The Yuanshen monk who didn't protect the mountain was curious: "Sister, what kind of paper is this? So powerful?"
Even if it was the founding of the Taoist Way back then!
Bi Luoqian shook her head slightly annoyedly: "I don't know ... I don't know why they ... Why do the nerds of Ten Thousand Ways care so much about a speech trick."
Some monks in Tianlingling heard the so-called "incomplete" for the first time, thinking that this is a brain teaser puzzle!
These guru of Tianlingling are specially targeted to treat the guru of Wanfamen scattered around. Since Wanfamen has greater requirements for speculation and very small requirements for evidence, it is not required to gather together. Some Masters of Ten Thousand Methods will choose to settle in their hometown or other beautiful places.
Near these people, there may not be high-level monks who can hold the scene. Therefore, in order to cope with the possible big scene, all the free masters in Tianlingling were mobilized, and even some troops were dispatched to the Yimeng, Jinjin Valley, Jingling Palace, and Tiantianfu.
Feng Luoyi's long-term training is valuable after all. Tianlingling Yangshen Pavilion has found a little law from the heart of those trainers. It has evaluated all the third-level masters of Wanfamen in advance and summarized the plan for treatment.
Even so, Xianmeng does not dare to say that it can guarantee that everything is fine.
"I hope that such a collapsed monk Faman is only a few after all?" Bi Luoqian can only sigh in half. Then she looked at a man who was sitting on the other side and lost his soul: "Zheng Daoyou, do you think you can go?"
The man didn't seem to hear Bi Luoqian's greeting at all, but just looked at his two hands there and muttered: "How is this possible ... it shouldn't be like this ..."
This Yuanshen master is also the Wanfameng master Bi Luoqian found and studied abroad. Bi Luoqian strode in front of the man named Zheng and picked it up: "Zheng Daoyou? What the are you doing?"
The man surnamed Zheng is also the master of Yuanshen period. He is very mysterious in the practice of the Ten Thousand Fas, but in front of the woman in the refining period, there is no power to resist. He shook his head, then smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry ... I'm very confused now ..."
Bi Luoqian shook his head: "If there is no problem, let's go? First go with us to the nearby Tianlingling station to consolidate your mind and suppress the throbbing of Yuanshen."
"Thanks a lot ..."
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Spring rain flew, and Ze was covered by everything. In the sound of the patter, the heavens and the earth are as if they are washed, and they are all in one body, and everything grows.
However, in this place, some people can only see the haze.
Yixu Mountain, the land of ancient Yizhou, is now bounded by Beppu.
Ten thousand years ago, it was owned by the Tianji School, one of the predecessors of Wanfamen.
Wan Famen will always be one step without any disease, always moving forward with a constant attitude. Although it is not so energetic, it is still alive. This Beppu is the opposite. Time seems to be frozen here, everything seems so ancient.
Although the Wanfamen headquarters is not here, there are many old monsters thousands of years old who care for the elderly. They are the first batch of current practice, and the oldest one. The practice of ancient law dragged down the rhythm of their progress, and the ancient recognition made their knowledge and obstacles worse. Most of these people can only barely follow up on the latest developments in mathematics.
However, for most of them, watching the younger generation is also an achievement.
Moreover, there will always be some new developments for these younger generations, which can drive these older generations forward.
But just recently, this timeless silence was broken.
The cry shrouded Yixu Mountain.
On Yixu Mountain, there are countless old men crying with headaches. Because their way of thinking and practice are different from those of the most advanced monks, the ancient knowledge barriers protected them.
They are crying for the confidence that the mathematician is forever gone.
"I'm not reconciled!" Wang Bei, the great master of the refining period, shouted: "Why is this so? Why such a ridiculous thing can be seen by so many people in majesty!"
Another master, Di Yuren, also exclaimed: "Heaven and earth are naturally harmonious! What can't be done? I can't accept this result!"
"Let's go down the mountain! Let those young people who have forgotten the true meaning of learning have a look."
"They are completely wrong!"
Some of the loudest masters have already taken steps in anger and want to go down the mountain. They did not know where the anger in their hearts was going. But at least, they at least hope to be able to teach this lesser-known essay author a lesson that will never be forgotten.
Wang Bei, the cultivating monk, was originally the one who walked the most. However, he suddenly burst into the bottom of his heart and stopped.
He followed him, and the ancient guru who had the urgency to go down the mountain also stopped their steps and stopped on the same line. As if there was an invisible wall, blocking their pace.
That's ... Peerless sword intention!
"Aren't you embarrassed?" In the rain, an old man in a black robe stood shoulder-to-hand. He looked like a dying man with half of his body in the ground: "The old man said he was heartbroken, but his knowledge and dignity are still there."
"what about you?"
No one answered. No one wants to provoke conflict.
Because, even if his Tao heart is lost, he loses his way to the devil and cultivates for ten, but he is also a respect for freedom.
The Xiaoyao, who lived in seclusion here, once called the double star Sword Madness Grundi together with Lord Shirasawa!
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In the headquarters of Wanfamen, another old man covered with hoarfrost was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the eaves, crossing his sword on his knees, looking up at the sky and watching another rain. On the serious, almost mechanical face, the old tears spread across his face.
"Cool children ... curious children ... this day, after all, came ..."
A gorgeous woman in a palace dress stood quietly behind him and bowed: "Teacher ... are you still thinking about Brother? Brother, he just didn't think about it for a while. This time ... the problem that bothers him is Unlock ... "
The founder of set theory, the former deputy master of Wanfamen, is also a student of Mr. Wei Er. At that time, Lord Kangmen was precisely because of the world's attack, and the self-examination of the self-evidence is far from hopeful. Eventually, the heart of the Dao lost, and he left this stage and left China.
It wasn't until the Lord of Sovereign ruled the world and overwhelmed the atmosphere left by the Sovereign, that the environment inside the Ten Thousand Famen was completely new.
Now, the things that bother the sad person are about to disappear, so should the wanderer come back?
Mr. Wei Er shook his head.
"The old man just felt that he finally felt the pain in the heart of the idiot today."
"teacher……"
Somehow, the gorgeous woman was a little flustered, as if deliberately diverging the topic: "No matter what ... Brother will not be hurt deeper ..."
"You are also a mathematician, child." Mr. Wei Er looked serious, without any regret or other emotions, as if he was telling a more conspicuous fact: "As soon as that self-referentiality comes out, you can see many things ? "
The woman nodded sadly: "Yeah ..."
"Remember how the old man was described when he was heyday?"
From the bottom up, the perfect mathematics world is built, and any unproven and unproven things have no place in it.
"Did you feel it vaguely? This paper, this" On the Formal Undecidable Statements and Related Systems in the Arithmetic of Ten Thousand Methods of Mathematics "is not all, it certainly has follow-up."
"And that follow-up may be when my idea is broken."
-Among "undecidable" and "incomplete", "true" and "provable" are not a concept.
Some truths cannot be proved.
The woman gritted her teeth and almost couldn't hold back her tears with her carefree state: "Damn ... Damn Wang Qi ... and Feng Luoyi ..."
"They're right, I'm wrong, do we have to blame them? Where should I reason if I slapped my face before?"
There was a trace of calmness in the inorganic voice.
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In the training ground, all the monks were gathered together. They have been isolated from inside and outside for a long time, and they do not yet know what will happen.
Until the mournful Feng Luoyi stood before them.
Cang Shengguo said, "You guys, I came to you this time to end this training session.
"Some of you may have self-proven the" theory ", and some may still doubt it. Now I will give you the final answer."
"Next, I will tell you a story first. This story was once played to all of you in the form of mirage. But now, I want to tell you this story from the perspective of an operator.
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Feng Luoyi told a story to everyone.
The story of a puppet examiner.
A story of poor barriers.
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