Chapter 448
He still respected the intellectual property rights of the Xuanwei Realm, but the Tianhe Sect... they weren't the legitimate heirs of the copyright!
The reason he didn't want to reference the Tianhe Sect's techniques was actually due to the weight he placed on the message left by the Tianhe Venerable.
The Tianhe Venerable had only left a name, with no content at all, which must have had its purpose...
Unless absolutely necessary, he didn't want to take that risk.
Seeing Zheng Fa shake his head, Yan Wushuang pouted and stopped trying to persuade him. After all, this matter was still a taboo. He recalled what Madam Xuanhua had said about having her own methods and turned to look at her.
Madam Xuanhua took out a jade tube and handed it to Zheng Fa, saying, "This is our experimental data."
She watched as Zheng Fa accepted the jade tube, and it seemed as if she had finished speaking, turning to leave.
Yan Wushuang was taken aback and unconsciously followed her for a while before suddenly asking, "Is that it? Is this your method?"
"Yep!"
"What does giving the jade tube to Zheng Fa have to do with your method?"
Yan Wushuang was even more confused.
"You don't understand Zheng Fa," Madam Xuanhua gazed at the sky, as if recounting some distant myth. "If there's a problem, just give him the data. Sooner or later, he'll solve it for you..."
Yan Wushuang's eyes slowly widened.
Madam Xuanhua turned back to look at him, seeing his disbelief, Zheng Fa nodded seriously, "It works every time."
"......"
"I'm telling you, Zheng Fa's comprehension...," Madam Xuanhua's face was filled with fervor, "is unparalleled throughout history!"
...
"Professor Tang, Cheng Yun, do you two have any thoughts?"
In the nursing home, Zheng Fa rested his chin on his hand, watching the two of them, Tang Muda and Cheng Yun, who were deep in thought, with a smile on his face.
Understanding the Dao is just a matter of closing your eyes and opening them again, then closing them once more...
It's that simple!
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 361: The Industrial Mother Machine, Surpassing the Dao of Immortality
"The relationship between particles and the Five Elements child symbols has changed from one-to-one to one-to-many... This isn't my area of expertise."
Tang Muda frowned, shaking his head as he looked at Cheng Yun beside him.
Cheng Yun wore a helpless expression, "I have no ideas."
At the table, the old man Bai was also studying the data provided by Madam Xuanhua. He nodded as he read, "This experiment isn't bad; they've tried dozens of methods for refining the Golden Elixir."
Indeed, Madam Xuanhua was a master of artifact refinement and had gone through the "Golden Elixir Project." While she might not have fully grasped scientific thinking, she certainly understood some basic concepts.
From the steps of Golden Elixir formation, there are three stages—fusion, fission, and finally, aggregation, which is the combination of the Five Elements child symbols and particles.
Madam Xuanhua's idea was quite simple: repeat the third step.
In other words, within a single Five Elements child symbol particle, she attempted to add another Five Elements child symbol.
But no matter what, it didn't work.
Madam Xuanhua had not only tried the ten or so Golden Elixir methods within the Jiushan Sect but had even brought in some techniques she had mastered herself to experiment for half a day.
Yet none succeeded.
After reviewing the experimental records, everyone present was at a loss. Seeing that no one could come up with any good suggestions, Zheng Fa decided not to waste time and simply stood up, addressing the old man Bai and the others, "Alright, everyone, think about it some more. I'll consult with Team Leader Yang."
As he stepped out the door, he felt a footstep following closely behind him. Turning around, he found it was the old man Bai.
"Professor Bai?" Zheng Fa couldn't help but be curious. Did the old man have an idea?
"Zheng Fa, I think we should expand the scale of the nursing home."
Zheng Fa stopped in his tracks, looking back at the somewhat serious old man Bai, waiting for him to continue.
"You may have sensed it too; our knowledge is insufficient to advance the next phase of research..."
Zheng Fa nodded silently.
For instance, this current problem was already beyond the scope for the core members of the nursing home—Zheng Fa himself couldn't even determine which discipline this issue belonged to, and it was likely that existing academic knowledge couldn't solve it.
Ultimately, it boiled down to a lack of talent.
"Even if we consult with Team Leader Yang, the truth is, what they can provide will only be theoretical analysis."
As they walked, they reached the pavilion in the nursing home, where the old man and the young man stood side by side, watching the fish swimming in the water outside the pavilion.
Now that the nursing home was rich in spiritual energy, the fish had grown plump and large, their scales shimmering in the sunlight.
The old man Bai continued, "But we know that theory and reality are always separated by a layer. Many things can only be understood through experimentation. I mean, only experiments conducted in a spiritual energy environment can truly clarify things."
What the old man Bai said made sense.
The similarities between modern science and the underlying laws of the Xuanwei Realm had greatly benefited Zheng Fa's previous research and might even bring significant advantages in the future.
However, on the other hand, spiritual energy was by no means a variable that could be overlooked.
The deeper one explored the Dao of Immortality, the greater the influence of spiritual energy became, and the theoretical framework naturally diverged further from modern science.
Consulting indirectly through Team Leader Yang would ultimately be like scratching the surface; it was likely that one day they would reach a dead end.
Expanding the nursing home's scale meant involving more people in the study of the Dao of Immortality and conducting field experiments in a spiritual energy environment, which might be the key to breaking the deadlock.
"If the spiritual energy had been insufficient before, that would have been one thing, but now I feel it's time," the old man's final words resonated with Zheng Fa. His cultivation had advanced, and the spiritual energy in Hongshan had increased dozens of times compared to before.
Now, Tang Lingwu was almost at the foundation establishment stage.
...
"Director Zheng!" Team Leader Yang rushed in, his face beaming with joy. "Have you decided to hire more people?"
"Yes, the nursing home needs more talent."
The suggestion made by the old man Bai was indeed correct. Initially, the nursing home was established to create a laboratory for cultivating immortals.
Previously, there hadn't been enough spiritual energy, but now that the concentration had increased and there were methods to produce spiritual materials, the conditions were ripe.
Zheng Fa looked at Team Leader Yang. Their past collaborations had been pleasant, and besides, it would be troublesome to recruit people one by one; it was better to go through Team Leader Yang's channels.
Team Leader Yang nodded and pulled out two large folders from behind him.
"What are these?"
Zheng Fa couldn't help but feel curious.
Team Leader Yang pursed his lips and candidly said, "Director Zheng... these are our contingency plans."
"…Contingency plans?" Zheng Fa felt a sense of foreboding. "How many contingency plans have you made for me?"
"…"
Team Leader Yang chuckled awkwardly, falling silent. It was unclear whether he found it difficult to answer or simply didn't know how many there were.
The old man Bai stood by, gently shaking his head. It was easy to imagine that Zheng Fa's presence brought both joy and concern to many.
Seeing the two men's expressions, Team Leader Yang explained, "Actually, more of it is about the projections after the spread of spiritual energy..."
"Director Zheng, you could say that since the nursing home was established, these contingency plans have been increasing..."
That was quite normal.
Zheng Fa took the two folders.
He then heard Team Leader Yang whisper, "Actually, I've heard them say that your personality, Director Zheng, might be one of the best-case scenarios in the projections..."
The old man Bai nodded in agreement. Zheng Fa couldn't be said to be without desires, but he certainly posed little threat to modern society, and he even seemed a bit too reclusive.
Zheng Fa understood the implication of this statement. He looked up at Team Leader Yang, thought for a moment, and suddenly glanced at the old man Bai, then at Tang Lingwu, who was feeding the fish in the pavilion, and couldn't help but smile, "Maybe it's because I've met some really wonderful people."
Team Leader Yang was taken aback, suddenly looking at the old man Bai, his expression somewhat relieved.
The old man Bai paused for a moment, slowly puffing out his chest, and for a moment, his face was filled with the pride of a savior.
Zheng Fa's words came from the heart—during the years when he struggled to make ends meet, crossing into the modern world was a stroke of luck for him... and for the modern world as well.
The benefits of modern society made him experience for the first time what it felt like to be full and satisfied...
During his time on the farm, he hadn't lived well, as there weren't many people close to him due to the manager Wang's influence.
In contrast, the help he received now, the people he met, and the warmth he experienced were all the more precious.
On the other hand, his understanding of the Xuanwei Realm had also deepened.
The turmoil stirred up by the Great Freedom Demon Sect was not considered significant by Cheng Kong, as evidenced by the many Yuanying and Huashen present at the recent celebration banquet, who only expressed relief—clearly not feeling that this battle had incurred much loss.
But Zheng Fa still remembered the plateau, remembered Chen Jun, remembered those nameless souls who had perished.
This was what a world with spiritual energy looked like. Turning back, he felt a sense of caution towards the modern world—based on his knowledge, he didn't know if his reckless changes could make this world better.
But ultimately, it all came down to meeting his high school homeroom teacher, Old Chen, meeting the old man Bai, and meeting Tang Lingwu, which made him inexplicably cherish this world.
He pondered these thoughts while looking at the two contingency plans presented by Team Leader Yang:
"The nursing home plan..."
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