Yan Qi's face looked darker than the bottom of the pot: "You are really a genius with X talent!"
"Is there something wrong with my thinking?"
The Impermanence Master cursed loudly: "You smart fool!"
The person with superpowers refused to give in: "You self-righteous idiot!"
The two of them almost got into a fight, but this time, Tianji took a rare step back. He walked in the living room with his hands behind his back, contemplating without saying a word. He didn't even notice the big shoe prints made by his slippers on the white rice paper.
After going back and forth like this for two times, Yan Qi finally spoke again: "Don't think about it, don't ask, do you understand?"
Gongsun Ce frowned.
Don't think about it. Don't ask him to stop thinking about the common points of other mental states. Don't ask him to stop exploring why he can't do this?
This approach is too counterintuitive. Generally speaking, being able to summarize patterns from phenomena is a sign of "genius". But now that I had just tried to sum it up, Yan Qi responded like this, as if he had touched some taboo...
Taboo... a concept tabooed by everyone... The target of his summary is the dragon worshiper... the vicious magic user...?
The gray-haired young man pushed up his glasses: "If you explore too much, will you become vicious and crazy?"
The tall man sneered: "Nonsense! You have such a bad memory at such a young age that you forgot about Mad Dragon in less than two weeks?"
"I thought they became like that because they met a dragon."
"Of course they are! Unfortunately, it's not just giant dragons that can make people crazy. There are also a lot of people in this world who learn dragon-slaying skills and make themselves crazy." Yan Qi shook his head, "It's rare that I start to doubt my decision... …It’s hard to say it’s not a good thing if you, a smart-aleck kid like you, continue to be ignorant like this!”
Is the method of impermanence a magical way to lower your IQ?
People with superpowers can't help but sigh, they will go crazy after seeing a giant dragon, and they will go crazy after learning the dragon slaying technique. Is there any way for normal people to survive in this world?
"Tsk...just stand here and don't move."
Yan Qi pointed at the weird formation on the ground.
Occupying the center of the paper is a hollow circle large enough for a person to stand, with seven crooked curves drawn on its sides. There are 15 grids next to each curve, divided into ten boxes and five stars. It is unclear what the meaning is.
Next to the rice paper, there are a few big shoe marks that have just been stepped on.
Gongsun Ce stood in the middle of the circle and asked suspiciously, "What the hell?"
Yan Qi took two steps with his hands behind his back: "Do you like sweet or salty food?"
"……ah?"
"Next question, are you gay or straight?"
"Are you sick?"
Surprisingly, Yan Qi didn't scold him this time. The Impermanence Master only paused for a moment before asking a new question: "Which is more important, the general standard of justice or personal preference?"
"The former...most of the time."
Actually it's the latter.
"Would you like mooncakes with five kernels or egg yolk and lotus paste?"
"Chives and eggs."
This is also a lie.
Gongsun Ce answered every question raised by Yan Qi in confusion. These issues range from philosophical myths to food tastes, and their scope is almost all-encompassing. And he didn't answer every question honestly - he told the truth all the time, just like interrogating a prisoner.
Gongsun Ce dealt with it with half nonsense and half serious answers, until Yan Qi stopped and announced: "The qualification test is over!"
"...Qualifications? What qualifications?"
Yan Qi sneered: "Can it still be a test of your martial arts aptitude? Aptitude for Impermanence!"
Is the Impermanence Method qualification test the same as a psychological test?
He really didn't see the technical content of the question and answer just now. The questionnaires he did for homework in high school were more decent than that.
As if aware of his doubts, the middle-aged painter added: "How you respond to questions can show what kind of person you are, and that determines what kind of psychology you are good at. Come out! See what you Gongsun Ce can become What an impermanent law."
The gray-haired young man walked out with a frown on his face and asked, "Are you so sure that I have the talent of impermanence?"
Generally speaking, you should first determine whether the person has the qualifications, and then carefully study the direction in which you should study. But Yan Qi's actions seemed to have already determined that he was a talent.
This makes no sense. People with superpowers never believe that they are geniuses. This guy with high eyes has always looked down on other people, so how come he trusts himself so much this time?
"Nonsense, I'm an expert."
The experts have no intention of explaining at all. He grabbed the brush from the floor and drew a vertical line on the hollow circle in the middle: "Scatter!"
Seven different symbols appeared at the end of the seven curves at the same time. Yan Qi first put his pen on the line closest to the two people. The symbol at the end was a mess of lines, like a ball of yarn that had been ravaged in the hands of a cat.
Only one square in the box next to this line is stained with ink, and the rest of the squares have no abnormality.
"Disaster 1, it fits your personality very well."
The next line ends in a stray ink dot that looks like sesame seeds on a cookie. Likewise, the box next to this line is only black.
"Strange appearance 1. Tsk tsk, where did the turtle with its shrunken head come from?"
"A turtle, right? You can punch me."
Yan Qi dodged a straight punch. The third curve ends in a complex pattern of geometric shapes and line segments, reminiscent of a door floating on a river.
This time, two boxes were filled, and the artist exclaimed: "Brahmana 2! Donkey!!"
Gongsun Ce couldn't care less about his anger. He only felt it was a pity this time.
He really wants the ability of time and space. But having 2 black boxes out of 10 should not be considered a sign of talent.
The next place pointed by the pen tip is an abstract human face, with the left half of the mouth raised and the right half of the eyebrows dropped, showing a strange look of crying and laughing at the same time.
The superpower looked at the line half expectantly and half uneasily. He saw the squares of the ghost face lines being filled up quickly, and in the blink of an eye, eight of them were dyed ink. Not only that, the circle that had been motionless before was now filled with four!
Gongsun Ce said excitedly: "I am gifted with telepathy...?"
He found Yan Qi squinting at him, like a white-collar worker leaving an office building looking up at a dinosaur.
"I knew it. Huang Xiang-12."
"How can it still be negative?!"
"Don't even think about touching any absurd methods in the future."
Yan Qi pointed to the fifth line with a stinky face. The symbol of this line was a half-open eye among many wavy lines.
The superpower person stared at this symbol for a long time and felt that it looked familiar. But then he remembered Yan Qi's previous instructions and stopped his train of thought.
This time, the spaces were filled slightly slower than before. Six squares were blackened, and four circles were darkened under Gongsun Ce's uneasy gaze.
"Is this -10?"
The Impermanence Master looked him up and down.
"I think you're still some way off from autism?"
"I consider myself a cheerful young man."
"Life is quite tiring, huh?"
Yan Qi muttered something with unclear meaning, and pointed his brush towards the penultimate line.
The symbol of this line is a simple drawing like an ore mountain. It is the same size as the other 6, but is particularly detailed. This time the boxes were filled with 7 boxes and none of the dojis lit up.
"Song 7! It's almost as good as I expected."
This line marked the void phase method, and Gongsun Ce couldn't help but think of the ability he inherited.
"...Is it because of the white matter?"
"If you divide the ability after inheritance, it should be at this level." The Impermanent Master held his chin and walked to the last curve.
The symbol at the end of this curve is a sword. Three ink lines extend from the hilt of the sword, resembling a twisted cross.
Even if Gongsun Ce restrained his thinking, it was impossible for him not to recognize this too familiar symbol.
"Final Sword?"
"Do not talk."
Yan Qi thought about it for a long time, added another pen and drew a big circle around the rice paper, and then tapped the brush as before.
"Silent phase."
The square boxes were filled up in an instant, and ink rushed over the circular marks, dyeing a total of 15 marks into pitch black. The black color filling the logo stagnated for a moment, and then completely broke out of the boundary of the logo and spread to the entire rice paper!
The black ink covered up everything that Yan Qizeng had drawn, and turned into a twisted and frantic cross star in the center of the formation to determine qualifications. The ominous black was tumbling, and it seemed that it was about to jump out of the paper and into reality. world.
In just a few seconds, the ink mark more than doubled in size. On the rice paper, which is only black and white, there is a strange color that should not exist at the edge, as red as blood...
"receive."
Yan Qi moved the brush to the center of the paper, and the big circle he had drawn earlier converged towards the center. The cross star was shattered under the siege of the arc, and the ink that was once the formation squeezed into an inconspicuous dot in the middle of the rice paper.
Without saying a word, the tall man stepped on it and tore the large rice paper into crumbs on the ground.
Gongsun Ce raised his hand and pointed at himself: "This is none of my business, is it?"
"Fart!" Yan Qi kicked away the shredded paper on the ground, "The influence of the Final Sword is behind, and if you measure it in the front, it's you!"
The middle-aged painter stared at him with his hands behind his back: "Silent Phase -15! No, are you dissatisfied with the current world? Do you have strong opinions on society?"
"I just risked my life to save the world two weeks ago and you ask me this?!"
"It doesn't look like it to me, so what on earth are you...ah...! What a fool!"
Yan Qi cursed and twisted his hair into a bird's nest.
He seemed to suddenly understand something, but Gongsun Ce had no intention of guessing what the man's riddle meant. He asked eagerly: "What does negative qualification mean?"
"It means that you are so talented that you have a high chance of becoming a malignant magic user!" Yan Qi scolded, "You have a problem in your mind before you even start learning. You really belong to you, Gongsun! Generally, people who learn impermanent magic will go crazy afterward. Why are you so crazy before you even study? Before the mental hospital sent an admission invitation, you went to the hospital room and sat down, ah?"
The gray-haired young man was stunned. He could not help but shudder as he imagined how he would look like after he had learned a lesson, with hair all over his body, eyes in a daze, and his mouth gibbering.
"...Don't I still have the talent of Space Phase 7?"
"Your situation may be even worse... Tsk... I have to discuss it." Yan Qi waved his hands impatiently, "I'll stop here today. You go back and write a letter to the Knight of Dawn explaining the situation, and I'll wait for the reply. Only then can you make a decision.”
Gongsun Ce jumped up.
"Why?!"
The tall man smacked his lips irritably: "Stop talking nonsense, just write if I ask you to!"
"I won't do it. You can ask yourself. I'm leaving."
The gray-haired young man ran away, but Tianji grabbed his shoulder.
"How come you are so resistant, huh?"
The superpower couldn't bear it anymore: "It's none of your business!"
Yan Qi clicked his tongue and made a sound that made him extremely unhappy.
"Boy Gongsun, it's been three years..."
He walked around the gray-haired young man twice and said in a strange voice: "You haven't even written a letter to her, have you?"
