"It doesn't have to be that long, three to five hours is enough."
After Xu Yi finished speaking, he sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and cleared away all distracting thoughts.
He wanted to use visualization to search his memory hard, trying to recall the superficial knowledge of calculus.
He is confident that with his current level of numerology, if he wants to deduce the formula of calculus, the difference may be a little hint, a little inspiration.
Xu Yi emptied out his distracting thoughts, and his consciousness wandered in the ocean of thoughts.
This kind of visualization secret method of collecting memories consumes a lot of energy on the body. He learned from an untraceable ancient book, but this is the first time he has tried it.
Consciousness is swimming in the ocean of thoughts, and various thoughts, under the urging of the secret method, manifest one after another picture, and the consciousness flies over each picture at a high speed.
There were bursts of pain in the depths of his brain, and Xu Yi, who was sitting cross-legged, was always calm.
I don't know how long time passed, the pictures in front of the little conscious person suddenly disappeared, and a big river with transparent waves lay in front of the little conscious person.
The villain of consciousness stared blankly at the big river flowing with strange and transparent waves. Suddenly, a very shallow and small gap appeared in the middle of the big river.
In the middle of nowhere, the little man with consciousness suddenly had an inexplicable impulse. He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly, the little man with consciousness jumped straight towards the tiny gap.
... ... ...
Jinwu, who was dressed in a fashion brand, found that her newly hot curly curls were constantly swaying in front of her eyes, and the soup master's thick soup, which had just been soaked, could not help but arc and overflow from the mouth of the bowl.
He raised his head abruptly, and the ceiling began to shake violently. With a swipe, his handsome middle-aged face with vicissitudes exuding fatal temptation began to twist, and he pinched his fingers continuously, his eyes full of disbelief.
Because it was Friday, starting from noon, the Internet cafe, which was gradually full of customers, suddenly boiled over. Everyone was stunned by the drama, and there were exclamations everywhere. Many people pulled away their seats and crawled under the table.
Suddenly, Jin Wu pressed the bar with his big hand, jumped across the 1.5-meter-high bar, swept open the curtain, and rushed out the door.
When he arrived at the door, he saw a young man dressed in a classic blue robe, hugging his head, rolling all over the floor, howling, surrounded by people pointing and pointing.
Jin Wu sighed deeply, waved the green-robed youth over, quickly rushed away from the crowd, made several turns, walked into the People's Park, chose a secluded corner, waved the green-robed youth who was still holding his head in pain, Toss on the turf.
After stretching for a long time, the green-robed youth stopped struggling and collapsed on the lawn, gasping for breath. Finally, he saw the Golden Crow clearly, and sat up with a grunt, "Are you the shadow of the three groups of Golden Crows in the Heavenly Demon Jade?"
"What nonsense, why are you here so fast, you are dying."
Jinwu speaks an authentic local dialect.
The green-robed youth was stunned, and he looked up to the sky and said, "This, is this my memory world?"
Needless to say, the green-robed young man was Xu Yi, and the Golden Crow was Liao Chen who had taught him the secret of becoming a sage at the Nine Transformations in the past. Liao Chen had escaped into his memory world. After going out once, freezing Xue Zihan, who was dying, to preserve a glimmer of life for him, Liaochen escaped into Xu Yi's memory world again, and informed Xu Yi in advance that he had run out of energy and could no longer escape. .
But Liaochen never expected that Xu Yi, in order to collect memories and unlock the secret technique, roamed in the long river of his own memory, and came all the way to the intersection point of the memory of this life and the past life. There was a slit, and Xu Yi's little consciousness slipped in through the slit.
Because of the existence of Liao Chen, Xu Yi's memory world was almost completely reflected into a world.
Time in this world is constantly advancing.
In the past, when Liaochen entered Xu Yi's memory world, the time coordinates had already reached 2017, and when Xu Yi's soul passed through another world, it was only 2015.
Now, the time coordinate has reached 2019.
The reason why Xu Yi kept rolling with his head in pain was precisely because his memory did not have the world after 2015 at all, but this world existed in his memory. Now that he has entered this world of memory, the missing four years Completing automatically.
His mind is filled with the memories of the past four years. Fortunately, the scope of activities of Liaochen is almost limited to Internet cafes, and the content of the memory is not too much, otherwise he will be blown up.
"Boy, you are playing with fire. If you travel like this, you really don't want your life. Whatever you want to do, do it quickly, otherwise, you will die."
Jinwu didn't dare to waste time, so he acted as a slap in the face.
Xu Yi has always known the power of the Golden Crow, and he knows this stall, he will not play tricks, and he dare not delay at all, as soon as he stretches his body, he starts to run.
He was surprised to find that his body in this world actually possesses the strength of the peak of body training. Although he has no magic power, he surpasses galloping horses while running.
Running out of Tan Xinpei Park, Xu Yi stopped a taxi, and according to his memory, directly reported the name of "Wuhan University of Science and Technology", and kept looking at him through the rearview mirror. , "It's in the southwest corner, less than five kilometers away."
The taxi driver instantly understood, "Isn't that Wuhan Textile University?"
It was only then that Xu Yi remembered that when he heard that the school was going to be renamed, he didn't dare continue to talk nonsense with the driver, and told the driver to drive at full speed, because he was in a hurry.
"Noisy, noisy, Moss, this is Citroen, not Boeing 737..."
It was a hot day at noon, and the driver was reluctant to turn on the air conditioner, and was sweating profusely. Xu Yi urged him repeatedly, but the driver was completely pissed off. He yelled at Xu Yi, but slowed down instead.
Xu Yi cursed secretly, pushed open the door, and flipped out in the air.
"Hold the grass!"
The driver was frightened, and the wheel hit the curb. When he got out of the car to look, there was no trace of Xu Yi.
Xu Yi jumped out of the car, took a shortcut, and rushed towards his alma mater in his memory.
While speeding, he cut off his long hair with his fingernails, and ran up and down all the way, passing by the Huanjian community behind the college, pulled off a suit of short-sleeved shorts, and changed into a green robe casually.
Five minutes later, he rushed directly into the school from the back street of the school, and when he passed by, he saw a watch shop, which was nearly half past eleven.
It's almost time for get out of class to end.
If the class is over, even in this university campus, he may temporarily lose his goal.
When Xu Yi entered the campus fence, he saw a pile of shared bicycles in the corner, and stretched out his hand to break the lock. Under the horrified gazes of a couple, Xu Yi stepped onto the little red bike, kicked his feet wildly, and stunned the little red bike. The red car stepped on forty miles.
When he arrived at the teaching building, Xu Yi started to walk around quickly. He could only judge whether it was a math class or not by relying on the writing on the blackboard.
Finally, when he climbed up to the third floor, in classroom 307, he met a greasy middle-aged man who was writing blackboard writing on the podium, the content was high mathematics.