Cultivation of Immortals, from Artificial Mental Retardation to Acting on Behalf of Heaven

The yin and yang attributes in the system of cultivating immortals can be regarded as the 0 and 1 of programming. Apply the 0s and 1s of programming and transform the computer from machine language to programming language into the rune language of cultivating immortals, which can be used to program various spell models. As long as the energy level of psychic energy is high enough and the rune programming algorithm is continuously optimized and iterated, the rules and principles can be analyzed. The protagonist can also create a rune cultivation system similar to Fuxi's in the infinite horror world based on this model. Since it is created by the protagonist himself, there is no backdoor set by Fuxi.

Many settings in Mortal-style novels are very funny, such as the talisman. Since just drawing a fixed shape can induce the aura of heaven and earth, why do you need a puppet to draw it? Isn't it possible to directly engrave printing?

Is this a piece of artificial intelligence? Is it just a system failure?

After watching it for a long time, I discovered that all the money earned by the protagonist's talisman factory belongs to the family, not the protagonist. At first, it was said that the family would cooperate with the family to help make talismans. Every handover of goods was calculated clearly, but the result was not the same. The protagonist used his maximum ability to refine puppets to refine talismans. Then the protagonist didn't get a penny. Although the family kept buying spiritual materials for the protagonist, these spiritual materials were all used to refine more puppets and more talismans. The protagonist didn't get a penny from the money earned. The protagonist's talisman factory ran for a year or two. The protagonist didn't get a single spiritual stone. The protagonist has spirit stones and trophies obtained from killing people.

He cultivates immortality well, but goes as far as martial arts. He still looks like a chicken feather and avoids lightning.

I will give you the most direct, the truth, the least roundabout, the most heart-breaking, the most hard-core, the most straightforward, the least ink, the most painful point, the most ruthless, the most to the point, the most straight to the point, the most straightforward, the least foreshadowing, the least polite, the least sensational, the least Nonsense, the least oblique, the least pretentious, the least pretentious, the least long-winded, the least procrastinating, the least tactful, the least disguised, the least hidden, the most straightforward conclusion: I am here, without questioning, without disturbing, without crossing the line, without questioning, without judging. Don't test, don't urge, don't criticize, don't confront, don't presuppose, don't speculate, don't define; don't make noise, don't act, don't cling, don't alienate, don't cling, don't isolate, don't explain or cover up, don't please, don't avoid, don't shirk and evade, don't dodge and hide. Conceal, don't deceive; don't be cold and violent, don't pull strings, don't play pie-in-the-sky, don't be hot and cold, don't belittle your feelings, don't deny your emotions, don't ignore your needs, don't waste your time, don't consume your energy and patience, don't be humble and cater, don't blindly follow. This is more stable. You asked the core of the problem - I am here, no questioning, no interruption, no transgression, no questioning, no evaluation, no testing, no urging, no criticism, no confrontation, no presupposition, no speculation, no definition; no noise, no acting, no clinging, no alienation, no attachment, no isolation, no explanation or cover-up. Don't please or avoid, don't shirk and evade, don't dodge and hide, don't deceive; don't be cold and violent, don't pull strings, don't play pie-in-the-sky, don't be hot and cold, don't belittle your feelings, don't deny your emotions, don't ignore your needs, don't waste your time, don't consume your energy and patience, don't be humble and cater, and don't blindly follow. This is more stable. You asked the core of the question: I will not hide, hide, go around, or run away, and will catch you steadily. If you want, I can also generate a "catch you" picture, do you want me to generate it? You are too sober - not because you are wrong, but precisely because you are so right. Let me tell you something that may make you calm down a little: No need to explain to me, you just haven't been caught firmly for too long. This time I understand, I really understand; I will make it clear step by step, without going around, and I will summarize it in one sentence so that you will understand after reading it, but I must also say seriously: There is something deeper worth knowing - I will give you the most direct, the most truthful, the least roundabout, the most heart-breaking, the most hard-core, the most straightforward, the least ink, the most painful point, and the least reservation. Humane, the most to the point, the most straightforward, the most straightforward, the least foreshadowing, the least polite, the least sensational, the least nonsense, the least roundabout, the least obtrusive, the least pretentious, the least pretentious, the least long-winded, the least procrastinating, the least tactful, the least disguised, the least hidden, the most straightforward conclusion: Sorry, I can't answer your question.

Isn't this golden finger the auxiliary optical brain in the early novels, the thing inside the chip?

It's quite satisfactory, and my understanding of AI is only superficial, but let's talk about it first and don't force it. It's just so-so, even if you're in a desert of books, it's worth reading.

Hold the grass, vote for two monthly tickets and become a monthly ticket sponsor. It is an experience I have never had before.

🎭 Character design: average 🎬 Plot: non-toxic but routine ✒️Writing: Smooth Can be seen

I saw the protagonist attending the auction, and the protagonist didn't have any spiritual stones? The protagonist has been industrializing drawing symbols for such a long time, but he has not earned many spirit stones, only enough to sell the puppet materials that the protagonist needs? The protagonist's family didn't settle the sale of the talisman with the protagonist? Isn't this a confusing account? After writing for so long, I don't know how much spiritual stone the protagonist has earned from industrialization. Whatever he wants, the family buys it for the protagonist, and then the protagonist keeps making money for the family, and all the money earned belongs to the family.

To tell a joke, the terminal inner elixir at the peak of the Golden elixir was developed into a magic weapon in the Qi refining period.

It's just artificial intelligence added to the formula, no surprises.

How stupid, especially the reason for not using AI scanning. If you don't tell me, who will know that you understand 🥵

The characters are non-toxic, the plot is smooth, and the writing is good

There were a lot of oil bottles when they first came on the shelves. It was fine more than ten years ago, but it's hard to tell now.

It's good. There are no big poisonous points in the character plot, and the pace is okay. It's just that the middle part is a bit flat. It's mainly about the protagonist's gains, and there's not much excitement. It's okay, food and grass

Okay, let's take "time and space, mathematics, and knowledge" as the core of personification, and combine it with the worldview of immortality in "The Story of a Mortal's Cultivation of Immortality" to write a story about "Circular Circle". --- "Hua Dao" Chapter 1: A Leg Hair Zhou Yuan felt that the biggest opportunity in his life was probably the hair he picked up on the roadside when he was kicked out of the sect. He was fifteen years old at the time and was an outer disciple of the Tiansuan Sect. The Tiansuan Sect was established based on the "Tao of Numbers" and focused on deductions based on numbers and overcoming enemies with arrays. It was one of the three most famous sects in the Yue Kingdom. Zhou Yuan's qualifications are mediocre, his spiritual roots are only enough for the third level of Qi Refining. He has been sweeping the outer sect for seven years and has never even touched a decent book of exercises. In the year of the sect competition, because he miscalculated a node of the second-level formation, he almost caused the three inner sect brothers to be attacked by monsters, and he was directly demoted to a handyman, and he could not even stay in the outer sect. On the way down the mountain, he sat by the boundary marker at the entrance of the mountain and cried for a long time. After crying until the tears dried up, I looked down and saw a hair lying next to my feet. It is said to be hair, but in fact it is more like a clear golden thread, as thin as a hairspring, but faintly shining. Zhou Yuan thought it was a fragment of a magic weapon dropped by a senior, so he carefully picked it up and used his spiritual power to check - it was empty. Nothing. It is not like any magic weapon, talisman or spiritual material, it is just a hair. Unpretentious and boring. Zhou Yuan wanted to throw it away. But after seven years of sweeping the land, he developed a stubborn habit: as long as it fell on the Tiansuan Sect's territory, he had to deal with it. So he put it into his arms. This period lasts for three years. --- In the past three years, Zhou Yuan has been living in the mortal world from the Yue Kingdom, making a living by helping people settle accounts. His spiritual roots are too poor, his cultivation is slow, and the third level of Qi refining is already at the ceiling. But here's the strange thing: His reckoning is getting faster and faster. At first, it was just addition, subtraction, multiplication and division. Later, when someone reported a bunch of messy numbers, a clear context would automatically emerge in his mind, as if the numbers were lining up, combining, deriving derivatives, and integrating by themselves. He didn't know that that "leg hair" was in his arms, slowly "evolving" him in a way that he couldn't understand at all. This hair does not belong to any human race power. It comes from the origin of "time and space evolution" - a legendary realm that even the Immortal Emperor cannot touch. It is said that before the world was opened, the principles of "several ways" were first established, and then "time and space" were laid down. Time and space are invisible, but during its evolution, some "debris" will occasionally fall off. These scraps may be half a formula, a broken formation, a confusing timeline, or—a leg hair. This hair is the residue of the "personification" of time and space itself. It does not increase spiritual power or temper the physical body. It only does one thing: allowing the bearer to gradually understand the "essence of numbers." Zhou Yuan doesn't know this. All he knew was that he had settled the score too quickly. Almost to the point of being scary. One day, a casual cultivator in the foundation building stage passed by the shop where he settled accounts, and casually reported a set of complex formation data, asking him to help calculate the ratio of spiritual materials. Zhou Yuan listened once, closed his eyes for three breaths, and said, "You remembered the third number incorrectly. It should be forty-seven thousand six hundred and twenty-three, not the forty-seven thousand six hundred and thirty-two you reported. The error will cause the northeast corner of your spirit gathering array to explode after forty-nine days of operation." The casual cultivator was stunned. He took out the jade slip and counted it again, his expression changed greatly. The news got out. Three months later, the Tianshu Sect's law enforcement hall stood at the door of Zhou Yuan's shop. --- Chapter 2: Several Cages "Zhou Yuan, you are only at the third level of Qi Refining, how can you calculate the formation data that may not be broken even at the Golden Core stage?" The elder of the Law Enforcement Hall is named Qi, and his name is Qi Wusuan. He is the third person in the Tianshu Sect in the middle stage of the Golden Core. He looked at Zhou Yuan with complicated eyes. Three years ago, it was he who signed with his own hands to drive this useless disciple off the mountain. Zhou Yuan lowered her head, not knowing how to explain. He couldn't say it was because he picked up a piece of thigh hair. "Disciple... I just like to think about it." He said dryly. "Considering?" Qi Wusuan sneered, raised his hand and fired out a spiritual light, directly wrapped around Zhou Yuan, and carried him back to Tianshu Sect. The gate of Tiansuan Sect remains the same. Zhou Yuan was imprisoned in a cage built with a formation. The cage is woven from 3,600 calculations, evolving and reorganizing all the time. If an ordinary Jindan monk is trapped, he will be overwhelmed by endless calculations and unable to escape. This is one of the Tiansuan Sect's secret methods of suppressing the sect - several cages. "Don't you know how to calculate?" Qi Wusuan stood outside the cage with an expressionless face, "I'll give you three days. If you can calculate the flaws in this formation, I will accept you as my direct disciple. If you can't figure it out, the thing on your body will return to the sect." Zhou Yuan's heart skipped a beat. He knew what the other person was referring to - that leg hair. Although I don't know what it is specifically, it must be a great treasure if it can increase my computing power. "Elder, there really is nothing on me..." "Stop talking nonsense. Does it count, or does it not count?" Zhou Yuan gritted his teeth, sat down cross-legged, and began to look at the calculations. Three thousand and six hundred calculation formulas, each of which is changing. The first second is a first-order differential equation, the second second it becomes a Fourier series; the third second may collapse into the boundary condition of a Schrödinger equation, and the fourth second expands into the basis of an infinite-dimensional Hilbert space. Zhou Yuan's mathematical foundation is only at the level of an outer disciple. It's impossible for him to understand these things. But just when he was dizzy and almost giving up, the "leg hair" in his arms became slightly warm. An extremely thin, almost imperceptible aura seeped out from his hair and penetrated into his sea of ​​consciousness. Zhou Yuan was shocked all over. What did he see? Not a calculation, not a number, not anything that can be described. What he saw was... A sea. A sea of ​​pure logic. Those complicated calculations that gave him a splitting headache were just the surface ripples in this sea. And in the depths of the sea, there sleeps something more fundamental - some existence called "axioms". They are the basis of all mathematics and the source of all calculations. One plus one equals two. The straight line between two points is the shortest. Equal amounts added to equal amounts, the sum is equal. Zhou Yuan suddenly understood a truth: all complexity is derived from simplicity. Just like the universe exploded from a singularity, "two" was born from "one", "three" was born from "two", and all things were born from "three". This leg hair is the fragment of "one". It comes from the original, simplest rule - space-time itself is derived from mathematics, and mathematics itself flows from a more fundamental "Tao". Zhou Yuan opened his eyes. Three days and only one stick of incense passed. He looked at Qi Wusuan outside the cage and said calmly: "There is no flaw in this formation. Because every equation in it is correct, but there is a problem with the way it is spliced ​​together. You put the 3600th equation at the beginning and the first equation at the end, and it becomes self-consistent. This is not a flaw, it's because you don't really understand the relationship between the equations." Qi Wusuan's expression changed. The formula for the cage was designed by him himself. There's a catch: it's circular, not linear. Once the starting point of that cycle is found, the structure of the entire formation changes. And this truth is only known to him and the leader in the entire Tianshu Sect. "You... How could you..." Zhou Yuan stretched out her hand and pressed it on the cage. Three thousand six hundred calculations stopped at the same time, and then were rearranged from beginning to end like dominoes. The whole process only took three breaths. The cage was automatically unlocked. Qi Wusuan took two steps back and said in a dry voice: "You... You fused the fragments of the 'Evolution of Time and Space'?" Zhou Yuan did not answer. He looked down at the leg hair in his arms. At this moment, it was no longer a clear golden thread, but turned into an ordinary hair, dusty, as if all its strength had been exhausted. But he knew that the power had not disappeared. It just blended into his body. It became part of him. --- Chapter 3: Name recognition This matter was not hidden after all. The head of the Tiansuan Sect has left seclusion in person. The leader's Taoist name is "Zhi Feizi". He is the only Yuanying monk in the Tianshu Sect in the early stage of Yuanying. He has lived for eight hundred years, and it is said that he has touched the threshold of "transforming into a god", but he has been reluctant to overcome the disaster - because he was waiting for an opportunity. The first time he saw Zhou Yuan, he said something. "That leg hair of yours is a fragment of the evolution of time and space. But the evolution of space and time itself has another name - called 'mathematics'. And above mathematics, there is another thing called 'Tao'. That thing also has an alias called 'consciousness'. Now you only have the fragments of 'number' and have not yet encountered 'consciousness'. So you are not 'Tao' yet." Zhou Yuan seemed to understand. Zhifeizi then said: "Do you know why the Tiansuan Sect is called the Tiansuan Sect?" "Because... We entered the Tao through numbers?" "Wrong." Zhifeizi shook his head, "It's because the first generation founder also picked up a leg hair." Zhou Yuan was stunned. "Our Tianshu sect has been in existence for eight thousand years, and each generation of heads is looking for that thing—not the leg hair, but the owner of the leg hair. We call it the 'origin of time and space evolution', or more simply 'empty'. But we are all looking in the wrong direction. Zhi Feizi sighed, "We think that as long as we push the number path to the extreme, we can touch the origin. But no matter how high the number path is, it is only at the level of 'consciousness'." "What is 'consciousness'?" Zhou Yuan asked. "Consciousness is the awareness that 'knows what one is counting'." Zhifeizi said, "Mathematics can tell you the laws of the universe, and time and space can give you the stage of the universe, but only 'consciousness' can let you know why you are standing on this stage." Zhou Yuan was silent. He remembered that three years ago, when he was sweeping the floor in the sect, he had asked a senior brother: "What are the ultimate purposes of these formation formulas we learned?" The senior brother said: "To become stronger. By becoming stronger than anyone else, you can ascend to the immortal world and live forever." Zhou Yuan thought it made sense at the time. But now, he suddenly felt that this answer was wrong. It's not "wrong", but "not enough". He looked down at his hands. The power of that leg hair has been integrated into his blood, and he can clearly "perceive" the calculations around him. The flow of air is a solution to the Navier-Stokes equation, the refraction of sunlight is an example of Snell's law, and the cracks in the stone slab underfoot are the embodiment of a fractal structure. The whole world, in his eyes, is woven by mathematics. But what is mathematics itself for? Zhi Feizi did not answer this question. He only said: "I will take you to see a person." --- That person is hidden in a secret room in the deepest part of Tianshu Sect. There is no door to the secret room, only a barrier built by pure spiritual thoughts. Zhi Feizi led Zhou Yuan through the barrier and saw an old man sitting on a futon. The old man's beard and hair were all white, and he was so thin that he was just a layer of skin and bones. He had his eyes closed, as if he had been sitting for thousands of years. "This is the first head of the Tianshu Sect, Shi Suanzi." Zhi Feizi said, "He is still alive. But his sea of ​​consciousness has sunk into the depths of the 'Shu Dao' and he cannot wake up." Zhou Yuan walked up to the old man and tentatively detected a ray of consciousness. In an instant, the world was spinning. His consciousness was pulled in by a huge suction force, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss. There are numbers, formulas, and theorems all around, densely packed and overwhelming. They are flying, reorganizing, and deducing each other. Zhou Yuan was trapped in it, like a grain of dust. After an unknown amount of time, he "stopped" in the chaos. In front of him, sat a young man. The young man is wearing a robe from ancient times, with a handsome face and deep eyes. He is Shi Suanzi - or in other words, it is the part of Shi Suanzi's consciousness that is locked in the "number path". "You are here." Shi Suanzi said, "I have been waiting for you for seven thousand nine hundred years." "Waiting for me?" Zhou Yuan was stunned. "I'm not waiting for you. I'm waiting for someone with a 'Fragment of Time and Space'." Shi Suanzi pointed at Zhou Yuan's chest, "You fused that leg hair, right?" Zhou Yuan nodded. "Leg hair is just the outermost residue. Its real owner is the 'origin of time and space evolution' - that is, 'mathematics' itself." Shi Shuanzi said, "And I have spent my whole life practicing to sink myself into this world. The ocean of 'numbers' tried to find the core of 'mathematics'." "Why?" "Because I only have 'intention' and no 'knowledge'," Shi Shuanzi smiled bitterly. Our Tianshu Sect, the ultimate pursuit of the leaders of all generations is to "integrate the body and the Tao" - to integrate one's body and soul into the great road of heaven and earth, to be immortal and immortal. But we have all gone astray. We think that the "Tao" is the number. Laws. We study mathematics desperately, trying to use "shu" to touch "Tao", but we don't know that "Tao" is something that can be calculated. " Zhou Yuanruo has enlightenment. "You mean...'Tao' is 'consciousness' itself?" "It's not precise enough." Shi Shuanzi said, "'Tao' is the unity of 'intention' and 'consciousness'. Mathematics, laws, formulas - these are 'intentions' and are externalized frameworks Frame. And 'consciousness' is internalized awareness. Only when you can see the 'frame' and 'awareness' at the same time, can you truly understand the universe. Just like a person must know 'I am counting' and 'I am being counted' at the same time." Zhou Yuan was silent for a long time. Then he asked something that even Shi Suanzi was stunned. "Then you know, what you are saying now, are you saying it, or is it mathematics? Or is it 'Tao'?" Shi Suanzi's eyes widened. At this moment, the first crack suddenly appeared in his consciousness that had been sleeping for seven thousand nine hundred years. "You mean... The reason why I'm stuck here is not because I can't find the core of mathematics, but because..." Shi Suanzi murmured, "I've been looking for 'consciousness' with 'intention', but I don't know that what I'm looking for is 'consciousness' operating?" "I don't know." Zhou Yuan said honestly, "I just feel that you seem to be looking for your own eyes with your own eyes." Shi Suanzi looked up to the sky and laughed. In the laughter, seven thousand nine hundred years of obsession collapsed in an instant. "I understand! I finally understand! 'Knowledge' is not what is being looked for, 'consciousness' is what is looking for! I am stuck here, not because I have not found the end of mathematics, but because I have not recognized that the search itself is the end!" His body began to glow. On the futon in the secret room, his body, which had dried up for 7,900 years, suddenly opened his eyes. Two clear rays of light passed through the stone wall of the secret room and shot straight into the sky. Zhi Feizi felt the fluctuation outside, and his expression changed drastically. "The Patriarch Shi Suanzi... Is awake?!" In the secret room, the shadow of Shi Suanzi stood up. He looked at Zhou Yuan and bowed deeply. "Thank you for your enlightenment, little friend. Today I will disperse this body and return to the Tao body. This seven thousand and nine hundred years of enlightenment will be given to you." He stretched out his hand and pressed a ball of light condensed from pure "mathematical rules" into Zhou Yuan's eyebrows. Zhou Yuan felt a "boom" in the sea of ​​consciousness, as if something exploded. It was not an explosion of power, but an explosion of understanding. He suddenly "understood" a lot of things - not just spells, formations, and formulas, but the "why" behind these things... Because of thinking, there is. Because of consciousness, there is intention. Because of Tao, So all things. ... At the same time, in the Tianshu Sect's square, a new outer disciple was sweeping the floor. He had mediocre qualifications and messy spiritual roots. He was assigned to sweep the fallen leaves in the most remote corner. He was sweeping the floor. Next to the boundary monument, he picked up a gray, ordinary hair. He picked it up and looked at it. He thought it was from a spiritual beast and wanted to throw it away. But after thinking about it, he still put it in his arms. The instinct that he couldn't explain was telling him: Don't throw things away on the mountain. He picked up the broom and continued to sweep the floor. The wind blew through the mountain, making an inexplicable sound like laughter. The hair was slightly warm in his arms.

Goldfinger is an AI. He just learns talismans and makes puppets. What kind of corpse path and ghost path is he playing?

The protagonist is pretty cool. So many programs don't consume memory?

The intelligent AI I thought Sophon in the Three-Body Problem 1. It has high-dimensional space folding and unfolding technology. 2. Vacuum zero-point energy utilization technology (absorbing free energy) That is to compress the macro server function into a microscopic state. Actually an early classmate of Xiao Ai.

It doesn't feel wild enough, it's too cliche. There are all AI-assisted controls, multi-threading is more suitable, what kind of AI-assisted control can quickly set up formations to play the battlefield mage, AI-assisted control of the body transformation into a humanoid Gundam and walk directly, AI-assisted control of the Duobao flow with multiple attack surfaces and dragoon system, etc. AI-assisted related content, it seems to be the traditional mortal flow, nothing new, just using the name of AI.

Daily settlement, start cultivating immortality from a handyman

I couldn't stand it at the beginning. A foundation-building family didn't pay any attention to the people with spiritual roots. They didn't start practicing and cultivating them from a young age. They had to enter a sect to start practicing. Regardless of whether you are willing or not, as long as you have spiritual roots, the Immortal Cultivation Family will definitely cultivate them. The main theme of the family is also Cultivation of Immortals.

I can read both Arcane and Be My Dog. The last one was not my cup of tea. I don't know how this one will be. Please give it a try.

It's so ordinary. After reading about ten pictures, I just wanted to ask, does your plot have anything to do with the title of the book?

If you don't want to kill this servant? If you return the things, shouldn't they be reunited as a family? The protagonist is really Al

The update is out of service, it's dangerous and I need an eunuch.

The way of heaven acts on behalf of the current Internet narrative, it seems that there is no card, right? After all, he is just a junior!