Chapter 250
Huang Shishu listened intently and finally understood. She furrowed her brow and said, “So, the Tianhe Zunzhe created the method for the life-bound magical treasure, and the idea behind the new Tianhe method after its transformation is to merge the life-bound treasure with oneself?”
“Exactly, that’s what Zheng Fa and I deduced,” replied Zhang Shijie.
“This idea…” Huang Shishu pondered, “I feel like I’ve heard it somewhere before.”
“From sword cultivators!” Zhang Shijie interjected. “I’ve read in the ancient texts that in the last epoch, there was a type of cultivator who had nothing but their sword! And the Tianhe Zunzhe is renowned for his swordsmanship.”
Huang Shishu nodded repeatedly. “So, the essence of the Tianhe new method is to integrate the sword into the body?”
“No, it’s about having nothing else,” Zheng Fa and Zhang Shijie exchanged a serious glance, their expressions much graver than before. Zheng Fa continued, “Shishu, you must be aware of our theory of the Three Sons Symbols, right?”
Huang Shishu gently nodded.
“To put it simply, we believe that the rules of spiritual energy in this world were inscribed by some powerful beings. That’s why we have the existence of divine names and symbols.”
“I know that.”
“But we’ve discovered that the Tianhe new method seems to fundamentally eliminate these rules.”
“Eliminate?” Huang Shishu was taken aback. “What do you mean?”
“There are many particles in this soil that come from the bodies and treasures of those cultivators—but when we used the ‘洞虚灵眼’ (Dongxu Lingyan, a method of seeing spiritual energy), we found that the spiritual energy traces showed no signs of divine names or symbols.”
“So, you mean…”
“The Tianhe Zunzhe must have mastered a method that can change—or rather, cleanse—the rules of spiritual energy. I suspect it’s that technique called ‘Zhu Xian’ (Slaying Immortals).”
“And the reason those Yuanying and Jindan cultivators died so quickly is also because the rules of spiritual energy within them were altered…”
As Zheng Fa spoke, he shook his head. “Of course, this is just a hypothesis from me and Shijie, but given what we’ve observed, it seems like a reasonable explanation.”
Zhang Shijie nodded in agreement.
“Now it makes sense why the Tianhe new method and the old method are like fire and water. For the old method, this Tianhe Zunzhe could very well be called the Destroyer of Methods. If sword cultivators are all like this, then… that’s truly terrifying.”
Huang Shishu stood frozen for a moment, seemingly digesting the complex logic behind it all.
She opened her mouth, turned her head, and gazed at the coffin and the soil, her brow furrowing deeper, her expression one of confusion.
“Shizun? Is there anything you still don’t understand?”
Zhang Shijie asked softly.
“I understand what you’re saying…” Huang Shishu waved her hand dismissively, saying, “I just can’t quite believe that you can deduce so much from these two things?”
…
In modern times.
Tang Lingwu and the old man Bai listened to Zheng Fa’s introduction of the Tianhe new method. After a long while, Tang Lingwu finally seemed to grasp it and said, “So, this Tianhe new method is about formatting the spiritual energy?”
…That’s a very apt description!
(End of this chapter)
**Chapter 235: The Businessman**
Zheng Fa genuinely found Tang Lingwu’s description quite vivid.
Old man Bai nodded along, adding, “The Tianhe Zunzhe has quite the ambition, but it’s a pity you say this new method has been lost.”
“If it hadn’t been lost, there might be some issues with it,” Zheng Fa mused. “As far as I know, this new method itself was never perfected.”
Tang Lingwu remarked, “What a shame. To be honest, when faced with a mountain of messy code, the best solution is to delete and rewrite…”
Zheng Fa shook his head and sighed, “The problem is, I don’t think he managed to rewrite it…”
According to Old Man Han, it seemed the Tianhe new method had hit a bottleneck in the end—Zheng Fa speculated that the Tianhe Zunzhe, like Tang Lingwu, wanted to break through and establish something new.
But…
Perhaps he did break through.
But he didn’t establish anything.
“Actually, this Tianhe new method could be quite useful for us…” Old man Bai interjected, “In our theory of the Three Sons Symbols, we’ve never found a commonality for the third type of symbol.”
“That’s probably because the creators were different, and perhaps they borrowed from each other.”
“If we could eliminate the divine names and symbols, I’d love to see if that third type of symbol still exists.”
Zheng Fa pondered the spiritual energy traces he had seen in the soil earlier.
“It seems there’s no obvious pattern. I’ll sketch it out for you later.”
His memory was exceptional, and those traces were easy to reproduce—though he didn’t hold out much hope.
Because those spiritual energy traces were far more chaotic than the symbol diagrams, and in Zheng Fa’s view, they were likely influenced by that ‘Zhu Xian’ sword.
As they discussed, old man Bai’s phone suddenly rang.
“Hello?”
“Mu Dao?”
“You want to visit me? Hmm, let me check.”
After hanging up, the others turned to look at old man Bai.
“Remember that Qi Gong enthusiast we talked about before?”
“Mu Dao?” Tang Lingwu asked curiously, “Is that his name?”
“He changed it.” Old man Bai chuckled, seeming to find it amusing. “His surname is Tang. He went abroad early on and took an English name, Tom. Later, he simply changed his name to Mu Dao.”
“What a coincidence.”
“Right, he just said he wants to visit us.” Old man Bai looked at Zheng Fa, seemingly seeking his opinion.
Zheng Fa thought for a moment and nodded, “Now that we have some means of self-protection, there’s no need to hide. If he wants to come, let him come.”
He had already planned to get the nursing home operational.
Now that he had all the necessary means, if a crisis arose, he could at least ensure the safety of the few people in front of him.
“Alright, I’ll let him come over and see what he wants,” old man Bai agreed. “I asked around in the circle a few days ago. Although he’s a bit eccentric, he has a good reputation, and his academic abilities are solid—seems he’s doing quite well abroad.”
Old man Bai thought for a moment and added, “He seems to be the president of some Taoist association abroad…”
…
Zheng Fa didn’t pay much attention to this Tang Mu Dao.
He was more focused on the issue of spiritual wood thunder.
“I’ve now cultivated a technique called Wind Thunder Body, which has greatly improved my control over magnetic fields—this gives me some foundation for researching spiritual wood thunder.”
Old man Bai sighed lightly, “Xiao Tian and I have discussed spiritual wood thunder, but we really have no clue.”
“We all know it involves magnetic fields.”
“How strong of a magnetic field?”
“In which direction?”
“For how long?”
“Is it a constant magnetic field or a fluctuating one?”
“Keep in mind, there are no papers to reference this time.”
What old man Bai said was indeed the biggest problem with spiritual wood thunder.
Setting aside Zheng Fa’s control over thunder techniques.
They were completely groping in the dark regarding spiritual wood thunder, and they hadn’t even touched the surface.
“I do have an idea,” Tang Lingwu spoke up at this moment. “Can we start from the newly emerged spiritual symbols?”
“Hmm?”
Zheng Fa was taken aback, realizing what Tang Lingwu meant, and suddenly exclaimed, “You mean, since those spiritual symbols have already turned the pea sprouts into spiritual plants, we should study which of those symbols caused the changes in the magnetic field?”
Tang Lingwu timidly nodded, saying with a hint of uncertainty, “I just thought of that while recording those spiritual symbols. Maybe those symbols have nothing to do with the electromagnetic field?”
Zheng Fa nodded vigorously, “I think it’s very likely!”
Once Tang Lingwu mentioned it, he had some other thoughts.
In ancient legends, the Fusang tree had a close relationship with the sun—and sunlight is essentially a form of electromagnetic wave.
Although those spiritual symbols could only turn pea sprouts into spiritual plants.
At least now they had a direction!
…
In the laboratory.
In front of Zheng Fa lay hundreds of symbol diagrams. He closed his eyes, channeling his spiritual power through his mind, operating according to the spiritual energy traces on the diagrams.
In the distance, several precise magnetic field sensing devices were set up.
Tang Lingwu sat at a computer nearby, staring at the signals from the sensors on the screen.
Among the hundreds of symbol diagrams, some had no effect at all, barely consuming any of his spiritual power.
Yet others had a very obvious effect!
“It’s on fire!”
Old man Bai shouted, scrambling out the door without even glancing back at Zheng Fa.
Zheng Fa quickly threw out a Frost Blade talisman, extinguishing the flames in front of him. Thankfully, the instruments in the lab were mostly unharmed.
“This isn’t good… this is already the third accident that’s happened.”
Tang Lingwu walked over from the next room, her face filled with frustration.
Zheng Fa nodded in agreement.
This was his first time experimenting with these unknown symbol diagrams—and he realized that this was an extremely dangerous endeavor.
So far, they had been lucky; no one had been hurt.
But if it were a large-scale powerful symbol—who knows, the nursing home might just take off!
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