Ning Mingmei finds himself transmigrated into a dark-themed cultivation novel, taking on the role of the unfortunate ‘cold and aloof master’ destined to be killed by his disciple, the male prot...
Chapter 38 Analysis of the Degrees of Freedom of Warcraft as a Continuum
Luo Xiao only saw a red scene in front of him.
Blood spurted out, covering the sky!
She suddenly took a step back, cold sweat pouring down her back.
But what I heard was Seventeen's joyful voice: "Blood sprayed on my face, I didn't see it clearly...Eleventh Brother, did you remember it?"
Eleven: "Noted it, it was almost cut off."
What?
Almost cut off?
If she remembered correctly, Seventeen was only in the early stage of foundation building, but this was equivalent to a Class C mutant monster! Even if you deal with it in the late stage of foundation building, it will be a life-and-death battle.
How could someone in the early stages of building a foundation be able to exert such great power?
Like Luo Xiao, several other Dharma practitioners were also shocked. They were standing at the back, and unlike Luo Xiao, they could not witness the clean and sharp wound with their own eyes, so their words were filled with disbelief.
"Cut it off?"
"An early stage of foundation building?"
The disciples from Piaomiao Peak in front didn't hear what they were saying at all.
Seventeen: "Let me chop it twice more, and do a second comparison..."
Sixteen: "I just cut it for you, I haven't done it yet!"
“Ouch!!”
The roar that shook the mountains and the seas was accompanied by air waves that knocked everyone to the ground. Needless to say, the one who made the sound was, of course, the seriously injured monster that was roaring in pain.
Its body completely expanded and entered a rampage state.
'I'm going to kill all of you! '
...Indeed, you guys are busy saying weird things here, why don't you respect the Warcraft!
"I'll go this time!" said Sixteen.
He rushed out with his sword in hand, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch it from him. The first sword strike made a clanging sound, and although the sword wind was spinning, it only scraped off a layer of bloody skin from the snake.
Moreover, the big snake became more and more violent due to its injury, opening its mouth several times and almost swallowed him!
At this moment, green vines suddenly emerged from the soil, shot out in all directions, and tied up the big snake tightly!
The big snake struggled, and the vines were taut but continued to move, making a creaking sound. The one who seized the opportunity and took action was Jiang Yu, a female disciple from Yuting Peak. She possessed a single wood spiritual root and had now reached the great perfection of foundation building, making her an absolute genius.
As expected of a disciple of Yuting Peak, his magic is so powerful! This vine looks soft, but it is actually very tough. Even a big snake cannot bite it open with its sharp teeth!
Even in the face of a powerful enemy, Luo Xiao admired it in his heart.
On the other side, another male disciple from Yuting Peak, He Zheng, also closed his eyes and cast a spell, condensing a murderous golden arrow. The disciples of Jixian Peak immediately shouted: "Jin Kemu, these few arrows..."
If the aim was not good, wouldn't the vines that Jiang Yu used to control the snake be cut directly?
"It's okay." Jiang Yu said, "With his gold magic, it's only enough to hurt the monster. It's far from enough to break the armor of my magic!"
She raised her eyebrows. As a genius at Yuting Peak, she naturally had the capital to be proud.
But the next moment.
Sixteen: "Look at my improved Hundred Flowers Sword Technique!"
In the gap between several ranged mages casting spells, Sixteen had already rushed forward with a sword in hand. Luo Xiao saw the big snake sticking its head out and yelled, "This idiot——"
Jiang Yu's forehead was covered with sweat, but his voice was firm: "It's okay, I will control it!"
But the number of vines she had just used was already her limit. If she used them again, her lips would turn white.
Another vine shot out and wrapped around the snake's neck. Shiliu's body movements were average, but his sword moves were so fast that people couldn't see clearly.
But the next moment——
The new vine that was half summoned fell to the ground.
Jiang Yu:?
The strength she had in resisting the snake weakened and she suddenly fell backwards with a blank look on her face. Someone yelled, "The vine is broken!"
Broken...? How could it be broken free? This is the vine of a cultivator with earth spirit roots who has reached the great perfection of foundation building!
And what about the big snake?
Despite being exhausted, Jiang Yu immediately got up and released the control. Then she heard another sound.
"Fuck! The snake is spurting blood!"
"This time... he was sprayed from all directions! Every part of his body was hit by a sword!"
"Although the wound is small, it is very deep!"
The big snake howled and twisted, twisting and turning on the ground like a shower faucet with countless holes in it, spraying everywhere. Eleven yelled, "Twelve, only twelve holes!"
The Dharma practitioners looked at Sixteen who had made the move in shock. But Sixteen's face showed no joy at all, only shock: "How can there be only twelve? Shouldn't there be eighteen in theory?! How can there be such a large experimental error? Ahhhhhhh!"
His expression looked as if he had just been slashed with twelve swords.
Bookworm Fifteen said, "Your six sword strikes just now hit Senior Sister Jiang's vines..."
! !
How is that possible?
A sword cultivator who was only in the middle to late stage of foundation building... and was still two small realms away from the great perfection of foundation building, actually cut off the innate magic spell of a great perfection magic cultivator?
The Dharma Masters were horrified. Before they could even react in shock, they heard Sixteen shouting, "What should we do? Let me do it again..."
"Sixteen, don't go too far! Fifteen and I haven't done it yet!"
"Forget it. Let's go together if we want to. Just record your own experimental data."
All of a sudden, four sword cultivators rushed forward, surrounded the big snake and slashed at it with their swords. Six Dharma practitioners stood behind, looking bleak and stunned.
The way they cut the snake was... so brutal. If you didn't know, you would think they were going to cut the big snake into small pieces and make it into sauce.
As they cut, they shouted: "No one has cut this piece yet, give it to me!"
"Eyes! Eyes! Leave both eyes for me to poke!"
Dharma practitioners: ...
The sword is a cold weapon. The primitive violence displayed in close combat has always been the biggest difference between magic cultivators and sword cultivators... Several people couldn't help but take a step back.
The disciples of Jixian Peak who were in the early stage of foundation building were the first to shudder.
Oh my god...it seems like all the people in Piaomiao Peak are crazy and perverted?
Are all of you sword cultivators going crazy?
…
"How's it going? Have you finished relaxing?"
As the few people went back in silence, Ning Mingmei leaned against the carriage and asked them.
The beauty was still leaning back, expressionless, holding a bag of mint leaves in her hand, and occasionally plucking a leaf to taste. A few people were still tempted by the beauty.
But soon, they looked at each other... Luo Xiao said, "Master Ning Feng, the information is wrong. This is a mutant monster. It's not a D-level monster."
Ning Mingmei: "The intelligence is wrong, how could this be possible?"
Luo Xiao: "Yes, this is disregarding the comfort of the disciples. How did the person in charge of intelligence do it?"
Ning Mingmei: "Yes, go back and tell them that they have to pay more."
...add money.
At that moment, Luo Xiao suddenly felt an evil aura from Ning Mingmei... and then suspected that it was his own hallucination. Behind her, four sluggish disciples from Piaomiao Peak also came back.
Eleven said across the crowd, "Master, I found this bead in the belly of the demon beast. It may be related to the reason for its mutation."
He held a bead on a cloth. The beads are clear yellow, crystal-like and jade-like, and one can faintly sense the powerful magic power within them.
While breaking open the monster, several people found the undigested bodies of several villagers and this bead in its stomach. The monster's stomach was extremely corrosive, and several corpses were almost turned into blood, but this bead was still shining and spotless.
"I just don't know what this bead is. I can't tell." Luo Xiao added.
Ning Mingmei nodded. He took the beads and looked at Jiang Yu again.
"Are you feeling unwell?"
Jiang Yu's lips turned pale, and he said, "Thank you for your concern, Peak Master Ning. I consumed too much energy just now when I summoned the vines."
Ning Mingmei: "Really? That's all thanks to your help."
Jiang Yu: ...
The vines that he summoned himself were easily cut off by a disciple in the middle or late stage of foundation building. For Jiang Yu, who came from a prominent family and was proud and arrogant, she had never suffered such a great humiliation.
He Zheng, who came with her, was a little frightened. He knew that Jiang Yu was the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, and if nothing unexpected happened, she would become the head of the Jiang family in the future. Even at Yuting Peak, Jiang Yu was well-known for her arrogance, her tendency to show disdain, and her talent and stubbornness.
If she bears a grudge, the days ahead for Piao Miao Peak will be difficult...
Ning Mingmei seemed not to notice: "Then Jiang Yu stay and rest. You guys go back."
"What are you going back for?"
"Collect the bodies of those villagers. Let's go to the village." Ning Mingmei remained calm.
Several disciples were stunned - usually, they would leave after defeating the monsters.
But they also returned to the depths of the jungle.
Along the way, the disciples of Jixian Peak were looking down on the corpses of mortals, but He Zheng was terrified for Jiang Yu. When he left just now, Jiang Yu's face didn't look very good.
But he was walking in front and hurried back first.
Jiang Yu actually served Ning Mingmei and listened to him obediently?
He Zheng:?
When did this young lady have such a good temper? He eavesdropped.
Ning Mingmei: "Do you know how many joints a snake has?"
Jiang Yu: “I don’t know…”
Ning Mingmei: "The skeleton of the snake is... If according to what I just told you, the front part of the snake has six interrelated degrees of freedom, and their transformation matrix is... The control method is... You only need to control these few places, can you completely control the snake?"
Jiang Yu: "Master Ning Feng is right!"
What's going on with your eyes that suddenly light up? He Zheng was stunned.
Ning Mingmei: "If you follow this method, how many percent can you reduce the vines you need to control?"
Jiang Yu: "I...I don't know."
Ning Mingmei: "As a disciple of Yuting Peak... forget it, think about it slowly. Give me a draft paper tomorrow."
Jiang Yu: "Okay. Thank you so much, Master, for clearing up my confusion. I really... don't know how to thank you."
He Zheng: ...
What’s going on, Miss Jiang? Weren’t you just now “angry”, “ashamed”, and “arrogant”? How come they started talking after just a short time?
Also, who are you calling Master with tears in your eyes? Your master is Yin Xisheng!
And what is draft paper? It seems like you have suddenly taken on an incredible task!
"Why is Master so gentle to Senior Sister Jiang, but so strict with us?" said Seventeen who was following behind him.
He Zheng: ...
You call this gentleness?
What kind of life do you lead in Piaomiao Peak?
He Zheng had a lot of complaints in his heart. Ning Mingmei had already gotten into the car. Eleven said, "Let's go, we still have a long way to go."
?
Before getting in the car, he asked Jiang Yu repeatedly. But Jiang Yu only said: "He Zheng, you don't know, Elder Ning is such a good person!"
He Zheng: "You told me yesterday that there was nothing good about this trip. You also said that Piao Miao Peak was poor!"
Jiang Yu: "I didn't know at that time that there are higher-level interests in this world."
Jiang Yu drifted off to another car. He Zheng was stunned and had nowhere to vomit.
What is a higher level of fun?
Forget it, he just wanted to get into the city as soon as possible and have a better place to sleep at night.
Ning Mingmei said that he would go to the nearby village to return the body, but along the way, he took them to many places.
Sometimes he killed water monsters in a small lake, and sometimes he cleared away demons in a small valley. Most of the tasks are small tasks that don’t pay much, and the people involved are just a few ordinary people, so you won’t get much money for completing them.
It's very simple.
But if you do too many simple things, it will be tiring!
He Zheng walked and stopped along the way and was very tired. He wanted to complain to Jiang Yu, but he finally discovered Jiang Yu's high taste:
Every time Jiang Yu met a monster along the way, she would tie it up with vines. She was very excited and tied people up all over the world, turning from a young lady into a female pervert.
And he was muttering to himself.
"Is it okay to tie it like this?"
"It seems to be okay? Try with one less."
"What is this? A joint? Tie it up. What is this? Another free joint, tie it up."
Ahhhh! !
Don’t awaken strange and advanced interests!
He Zheng felt like he was breaking down. Several disciples from Jixian Peak who were in the same car were also quite tired.
"I'm already numb from killing so many monsters."
"It's okay. We'll be at the next stop. The next stop. We'll definitely have a big house to stay in tonight."
Only the disciples of Piaomiao Peak are a group of perverts. The others were tired, they were constantly recording, discussing, and not missing any opportunity to kill monsters.
The psychological activities of the disciples of Jixian Peak are as follows:
Get on the bus, next stop, heaven. What's going on? Next stop, mass grave. Kill it.
Back on the bus again, next stop, heaven. What's going on? Next stop, the cave. Kill it.
Getting on the bus again...
"What use are these small tasks to us?" A disciple from Jixian Peak whispered, "Let's go to Yedi as soon as possible. Only by working for the great general Wang can we become famous."
Even in the Qingji Sect's Charity Hall, no one wants to do these small tasks. Because the place is far away and the money earned is little, it is not beneficial to the disciples' "future development" or "beautiful resume". Even the outer disciples who are suitable for these small tasks will only try their best to do those higher-level projects that can bring more fame, or use tricks to join the training group of inner disciples.
Therefore, even if the taskers have needs, their needs are not "needed".
A need that is not needed is a need that does not exist. Shallow water is noisy because it works quickly. The deep water is silent because no one wants to get their clothes wet and touch the deep water.
This time, the fairy carriage wobbled and entered a village. Several disciples saw the village and lamented: "Is there another ghost here..."
A group of villagers had come out to welcome the visitors.
"Master!"
"The Immortals are coming!"
They were noisy, and the disciples found them vulgar.
But a clear voice spoke: "Eleven, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, bring out their bodies."
The disciples from other peaks jumped out of the immortal carriage. They watched Eleven talk to the old village chief, and the village chief's eyes were instantly filled with tears.
“Thank you, thank you all the immortals…” the old man stammered, “I’ve been using my connections to put this mission out there for years, but no one has been willing to do it. I originally thought that I wouldn’t be able to see it in my lifetime.”
Question 15: "How many people were killed by the monster in total?"
The old village chief said: "More than thirty."
Question 15: "How long ago was the task posted?"
The old village chief said: "Five years ago, only five people died."
And now, three years later, here they are. Unfortunately, only five incomplete bodies were found.
There were more than twenty mortals left, buried namelessly in the dust with no one paying attention to them.
The old village chief notified each family to come and take their family members home. After thanking him profusely, he said, "The beast wasn't so active before. It only came a few times a year. I don't know what happened in the past two months. After a few times, it has become more ferocious, as if it has developed a big appetite..."
Ning Mingmei: "It seems that this should be related to the yellow bead."
In his eyes, this bead did not seem like a natural object, but rather a man-made object that had been refined.
Could it be that someone artificially placed the bead in the monster's belly? For example, today, we encountered too many mutant beasts.
He looked at the beads, but the system spoke in his mind.
System: "Ning Mingmei, you have done some good things by taking these small tasks, huh?"
As it spoke, it looked at the disciples from other peaks behind it. The disciples, who were originally tired and impatient, gradually lowered their brows as they looked at the scene before them.
"We are not mortals." Luo Xiao said softly, "Why do you feel a little uncomfortable?"
Aren't these practitioners the ones who value the supremacy of the great Dao and the cessation of all emotions and desires the most?
Another disciple said, “But I suddenly feel that it’s great that we killed the monster and did those little things.”
Luo Xiao also nodded slightly.
Could this be the purpose of Master Ning Feng letting them gain experience through these small tasks?
It’s not about training the body…but training the mind?
Ning Mingmei replied to the system: "I make money by doing everything, and they gain spiritual joy and peace. It's a win-win situation!"
system:……
After the handover was completed, Ning Mingmei and others set off again. A group of villagers knelt down to thank everyone and shouted Qing Ji Zong.
"Thank you Qing Ji Zong!"
"Thank you, Elder Zhijian!"
"Thank you, Immortals!"
For a moment, all the disciples had smiles on their faces. As dusk fell, everyone felt warm in their hearts. Seeing the fairy carriage driving into a small town, everyone's hearts felt warmer.
Entering the city!
It's time to take a break!
Seeing the fairy carriage driving towards a tall mansion, everyone was excited.
Such a nice decoration...so grand, so grand!
Here we come, the paradise in the midst of hard life!
The disciples jumped out of the car.
"Sure enough, I said that Master Ning Feng would prepare a very nice house for us!"
"Since we have already entered the city, Master Ning Feng will not let us come here in vain!"
A few people were ready to go and ran in the mountains for a day. Ready to rest.
Ning Mingmei stood in front and said, "This is indeed the house we are going to stay in tonight."
"Great!" everyone cheered.
Luo Xiao asked: "Which old acquaintance of Immortal Ning lives in this household?"
Ning Mingmei said: "I don't have any old acquaintance with him. He is just a fierce ghost."
Everyone: ...
Ning Mingmei pushed his glasses and said, "It's just an ordinary haunted house. Every midnight, there are always sounds of gongs and drums coming out of it, and it only happens at night. It's just right, we can take advantage of the time we stay here to kill the ghosts inside and not delay our rest time."
What does it mean by not delaying your rest time? It means not delaying your work time.
The disciples pushed the door open in despair and went in. Ning Mingmei collected the fairy car from behind. Just as he was about to enter, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a child out of the corner of his eye.
It was a very pretty child, standing in the shadows at the corner of the street, seemingly watching them.
But when he looked back.