Chapter Seventy-Six: The Beginning of the Tide

What kind of bearing should a seeker have?

Mount Tai collapses in front and the color remains unchanged, the elk is in the left and the eyes are not instantaneous, often have no desire to view the wonder of the avenue, this is the general person's view of the person who seeks the Tao. In fact, this is indeed the case for most high-ranking monks.

But at this moment, a group of people gathered in this small fantasy world were talking and gesturing in their mouths, and there was a faint trace of fanaticism flashing between their expressions.

The independence of the world is like Feng Luoyi, and the indifference and cold are like Ruoche. This fanatical affection was even transmitted to the leader who sat on the throne.

No, Hirberche is more high-spirited than anyone in the room. The passion that had been taken away by the years seemed to return to him in an instant.

The monks sitting here were all arithmetic masters who conquered the Yuan Arithmetic under his leadership, and most of them were directly or indirectly introduced to the Immortal Path. For these monks, Hepche was both a leader and an elder like a teacher. It is precisely because of this bond that they can feel the thoughts of this great man more clearly.

Legend has it that 60,000 years ago, when hundreds of schools of thought coexisted and the human race gradually moved towards the first prosperity, there were Taoists who died for the sake of Taoism, monks who gave up their skins for Nirvana, and Confucians who sacrificed their lives for righteousness...... It was not the most powerful era of the ancient law, but it was the best era of the ancient law. At that time, the ancient law cultivation still had a hazy and pure belief in his heart.

The same is true of Hiberche, for whom arithmetic is his faith. The question of completeness, the question of concomitantness, and the question of certainty are the most holy oracles for him.

Xi Baiche discussed with his subordinates in high spirits.

The same sight is happening in many places.

It's a different kind of fantasy. It is arranged like a ancestral hall, and many tablets are enshrined. The owners of these tablets, without exception, were penniless during their lifetimes. The lower ones are just brokers in the immortal path, earning a little hard money by ushering in and sending them to matchmaking, and the high-level ones are the big businessmen who do business in the monks.

However, it is also insignificant that the merchants have a common surname.

Thin.

The Bo family is a legendary family with eleven carefree and hundreds of grandmasters.

Bo Yage sat on the top of the first seat, quietly flipping through a new paper. It was he who gathered the people. He is the highest person in the Bo family, and he has the right to do so.

Bo Yuehan had an angry look on her face and stared at Bo Yage. said: "Big brother, why did you suddenly call me and wait? If there is nothing important, you have to explain it well." ”

The relationship between their brothers has been going on for thousands of years, and Bo Yuehan still remembers the fact that his brother threw the position of head of the family to him in the first place, and he always speaks with thorns.

Bo Yuehan swiped his finger in the air and entered a series of commands. Immediately afterward, a paper appeared in front of each of the Bo monks.

Wang Qi's paper, "Arithmetic Logic in First-Order Predicate Calculus".

"Take a look. The monk spoke, "This will be the future of the Ten Thousand Dharmas. ”

The crowd flipped through the paper. Many of them frowned because they didn't understand it well and needed time to think about the meaning behind the paper.

The first to react was Bo Lier. The Xiaoyao, who proposed Bo's law of large numbers, was shocked and said, "Uncle, what is this?"

"The paper that was just uploaded to the Xianmeng Paper Library this morning. Bo Yuehan said: "Bai Ze, who is stationed at the Ten Thousand Law Gate, has just sent me a letter asking me to pay attention to this article. ”

Another carefree Bo Ligu pondered: "Wang Qi...... I don't have a grandmaster with this name in the Ten Thousand Methods Sect, is it the true lineage that has come up in the last ten years?"

"Do you still remember that Xiao Ya girl admitted defeat in the martial arts test of this year's unified examination?" Bo Yage laughed: "This girl, you don't lose a loss!"

At the same time, the Wanfa Sect, Buji Mountain, and Bai Ze Shenjun had just finished reading the paper in their hands. is different from the group of people in the Bo family, he reads it carefully and eats it word by word.

In recent years, Bai Ze Shenjun has also been cultivating the arithmetic system, and he is even a leader in this way. He closed the paper, his gaze crossed the group of disciples, and fell on Su Junyu, who was calculating the problem not far away. He called Su Junyu over and said with a smile: "You friend, it's really not easy." ”

Su Junyu was still a little dazed, but after reading the paper in Shenjun's hand, he immediately realized something, and asked in surprise: "Senior Brother Wang's paper is very powerful?"

"More than that, a lot of old guys are going to be compared to him, at least in this field. Bai Ze Shenjun opened the paper and prepared to read it again.

"At the beginning, I just thought he was an interesting playmate, but I didn't think that he would come to this point now?" Su Junyu looked at the paper in Bai Ze Shenjun's hand curiously, his eyes were clear, with joy and envy.

Bai Ze Shenjun glanced at Su Junyu again: "Don't you think it's a pity?"

Su Junyu was stunned: "What?"

"Dao Reward, just in January next year. Your dissertation, there would have been a chance. ”

Dao Instrument and Heavenly Machine are the two major awards of the way of arithmetic in Shenzhou. Among them, the Taoist Instrument Award is awarded every ten years, specifically to reward young arithmetic who have made outstanding contributions to arithmetic below the Yuanshen period.

Su Junyu was shocked: "It turns out that Senior Brother Wang's level is so high-I don't care, and that article is just a small fight." ”

"Perhaps. Bai Ze Shenjun was noncommittal to the younger generation's remarks: "You also have to read your brother's paper, which has a truth that points to the essence of arithmetic - it won't be long before most of the Ten Thousand Famen cultivators will have to be revised for it, and everyone will be able to benefit from it at that time." ”

However, the one who gets the most benefits should be him, right?

A trace of such a thought flashed through Bai Ze Shenjun's mind, and his eyes looked to the east.

Far east, on Fusang Island, thousands of miles away from the east coast of Shenzhou, there is a man singing wildly.

At this time, he stood on a bronze-colored column. This cylinder is 100 zhang high, the top is more than 100 zhang square, and the whole is actually composed of machine brackets. The man was unkempt, his hair was messy, and his shirt was buttoned incorrectly. However, the momentum of his singing standing on the top of the pillar is unmatched.

The old machine, Turing, the other corner of the golden diagonal.

Due to historical deviations, GΓΆdel's otherworldly isotopes were absent from Shenzhou, and the machine had to reconstruct a set of arithmetic logic in another way that earthlings valued the magic of bunks.

But his brilliance and his talent are much more than that.

Wang Qi's essay brought him inspiration from another world.

There are many similar scenes in China.

With the Ten Thousand Laws Gate as the source and the Ten Thousand Methods Sect Grandmaster in the middle, a big discussion began in the land of China.

Wang Qi himself didn't realize what kind of frenzy he brought.