Jiang Cheng has now entered a very wonderful state. The simple array diagram outlined on straw paper is separated in his eyes. Each line is the best conclusion drawn from dozens or even hundreds of data after calculation.

Thousands of lines form a huge database, and Jiang Cheng bit by bit eliminated unnecessary data, making this array diagram simple to the most perfect level.

From the initial data of more than 100,000, to now, there are only less than 10,000 left. Jiang Cheng strives to achieve perfection in every calculation without being abrupt. He doesn't know how long he has calculated, but the later it goes, the more difficult it becomes, but he can still keenly detect the abnormalities in these data.

Even a few abnormalities will be infinitely magnified in Jiang Cheng's eyes, making people feel like they are stuck in their throats. He will work hard to add a few data to eliminate this sense of disharmony, and then streamline it until it becomes perfect.

From the countless data in the entire array diagram to the end, there were only more than 3,700 left. Jiang Cheng didn't know how long it took. At this time, there were few flaws in the data, but Jiang Cheng still felt something was wrong and continued to reorganize and found that it was inappropriate.

The system's prompt sound cannot be heard at all for Jiang Cheng, who has been immersed in calculations. Just as Liu Qinghe said, Jiang Cheng is now entering a state of epiphany.

Three thousand seven...three thousand six hundred fifty...three thousand six hundred three...three thousand six hundred one...three thousand six hundred nine...

Jiang Cheng broke the reorganization time and time again, hoping to make the formation map reach that harmonious state. In the end, every streamlining will make Jiang Cheng feel like he is unable to start, but once he breaks through, he will also feel an unspeakable sense of accomplishment, which makes people intoxicated.

Three thousand six hundred!

When the streamlining reached 3,600, the entire array map finally became harmonious in Jiang Cheng's eyes. This is the best state he wants. The combination of 3,600 data is the most streamlining and difficult to change.

In the dark, Jiang Cheng felt as if something had been broken, and his whole body fell out of that wonderful state.

"Ding~Congratulations to the host, successfully deducing the Eight Gate Golden Lock Formation, comprehending the Less of the Eight Gate Golden Lock Formation, obtaining the Eight Gate Golden Lock Formation Soul, obtaining 2000 points for top scholarship, 10000 experience in formation, 10000 experience in mathematical science, 5 root bones, 5 insights, and body strengthening five times~"

As the system sounded in his mind, Jiang Cheng felt something exploded in his body. A surging force rushed to his whole body in an instant, and his muscles and bones were ringing together. Unlike in the past, this time lasted for a long time, for a quarter of an hour. The surging sense of power gradually faded, but what followed was an unspeakable sense of weakness and hunger. Jiang Cheng's whole body became soft. With a scream, he felt that his head seemed to touch a soft thing.

But at this moment, Jiang Cheng had no intention of thinking about what the soft things were. The unspeakable feeling of hunger made him almost eat Qin Song, who was unhappy in his sight, as food.

"Hurry, give him the Peiyuan Pill!" Yan Cheng, who was standing beside him, said hurriedly.

"Yes!" Bai Zhirou blushed and sent a Peiyuan Dan to Jiang Cheng's mouth, saying a little embarrassedly: "Eat it quickly."

The faint fragrance of medicine penetrated into the nostrils, causing the body to instinctively develop a sense of greed. Almost without thinking, Jiang Cheng opened his mouth and bit Bai Zhirou's fingers in one bite. Fortunately, Bai Zhirou reacted quickly and took her fingers back in time. Otherwise, Jiang Cheng, who was in a hurry to get her bite, would have her white jade-like skin without any precautions.

"Jiang Cheng, you're crazy!" Qin Song's eyes were almost glaring out, and he wanted to change people!

A hot stream automatically opened as the elixir entered the mouth and rushed to Jiang Cheng's limbs and bones, replenishing Jiang Cheng's somewhat deficient blood. Jiang Cheng's pale face gradually became rosy. After a long time, he breathed a long sigh of relief. He ignored the information left by the system in his mind. He found himself lying in Bai Zhirou's arms in an ambiguous position, with the position he rubbed his head...

Looking at Qin Song's almost sucking eyes, he took a deep breath, sat up as if nothing had happened, stood up, bowed to Yan Cheng and others and said, "Thank you all for your help."

"It's okay!" Liu Qinghe showed a kind smile on his face and looked at Jiang Cheng and said, "Jiang Cheng, I asked you last time to let you enter my Xuanji Pavilion. What are you thinking about?"

As a Jindan deacon who has a special name in the entire Tianyuan Sect, the name of the formation academy he opened naturally cannot be as hasty as Bai Zhirou's Mathematical Art Academy, and it must show a high standard.

Yan Cheng coughed lightly and said, "I taught Jiang Cheng, and of course I am a disciple of Mo Palace. What does it have to do with your bullshit Mystery Palace?"

"Yan Cheng, do you still want to fight?" Liu Qinghe was furious when he heard this, and a formation plate appeared in his hand.

"I'm afraid you won't do it?" Yan Cheng snorted coldly, waved his hand, and more than a dozen golden beans fell to the ground. In the bang of smoke, more than a dozen mechanical puppets appeared around Yan Cheng. Qin Song, who saw him, was stunned. The two had fought once before, but it was still a normal cultivator's fight. What's going on now? Should he leave?

Bai Zhirou stepped back and rubbed her chest. The two Jindan deacons competed for their disciples. She was not qualified to speak. The two seemed to be fighting, but Bai Zhirou could see that these two old guys were clearly showing off their tricks in front of Jiang Cheng, so she could only hope that Jiang Cheng remembered the original agreement and joined her Mathematical Art Academy, looking at Jiang Cheng with beautiful eyes.

"The two deacons are kind, Jiang Cheng is grateful, but..." Jiang Cheng glanced at Bai Zhirou: "The disciple has agreed to join the Mathematical Art Academy."

"Magic Academy?" Yan Cheng frowned slightly, suddenly turned his head to look at Bai Zhirou, with a clear look on his face: "Jiang Cheng, you have extraordinary talent, it is a pity to go to Magic Academy. Our Tianyuan Sect can't help getting married. Even if we don't enter Magic Academy, if you want to communicate with Zhirou, the sect will not object. However, Zhirou's girl is just an intern deacon, and I'm afraid she can't teach you too much. Enter my Mo Palace, and I'm willing to accept you as a personal disciple!"

Personally passed on the disciple!?

Jiang Cheng didn't react much, but Bai Zhirou and Qin Song on the side felt their hearts sucking hard. In Tianyuan Sect, the status of the disciples in person is above the inner sect disciples. Bai Zhirou is now just attacking the disciples in the inner sect. As for the disciples in person, they are usually qualified to be selected by the deacons and elders.

"The disciple has made up his mind. This time, he found that whether it is the formation or the mechanism, it is inseparable from the mathematics. If the mathematics is mastered, if the formation is correct, the mechanism will be twice the result with half the effort. Please allow the two deacons." Jiang Cheng shook his head. In addition to various benefits, this deduction, more importantly, let Jiang Cheng understand his heart. He knows what his core thing is and what he wants.

Bai Zhirou, who was beside her, felt a strange feeling in her heart. This kid actually refused the opportunity to become a personal disciple. Could it be that he liked her?

"Don't consider it anymore?" Liu Qinghe frowned and said, "Even if you enter my Xuanji Pavilion, you can still study mathematics."

"Actually, I just want to join." Jiang Cheng said with a wry smile.

Yan Cheng looked at Jiang Cheng's serious face and shook his head and sighed: "The sea of ​​learning is so vast. Don't be proud. Since you have decided, then join the Mathematical Art Academy first. If you change your mind in the future, you can join my Mo Palace at any time. Of course, if you don't understand anything on weekdays, you can also come to me for advice. However, after six years, I will teach three preparatory disciples in this outer academy this time before I can return to Tianyuan Sect."

The outer courtyard of Tianyuan Sect is not together with Tianyuan Sect. The outer courtyard is responsible for selecting talents. Before becoming an outer disciple, you are not qualified to go to the real Tianyuan Sect. If you fail to become an outer disciple in the end, you cannot regard yourself as a disciple of Tianyuan Sect after leaving Tianyuan Sect.

"Thank you, Deacon!" Jiang Cheng bowed.

"It's time to change your words and call you Uncle Master in the future. Once you enter the outer courtyard, you will be the same generation as Zhirou." Yan Cheng shook his head and said, which could be considered as a disciple of Jiang Cheng's outer sect.
Chapter completed!