Chapter 598
The talisman diagram seems to be decomposable again?
This topological transformation has issues... No, that's wrong!
No, no, this talisman diagram is completely different from the previous one; it's not the same!
At first, Zheng Fa thought he had gained some new insights into the talisman path while preaching, but gradually he felt something was off:
These thoughts were coming too fast and too chaotically, almost as if they had suddenly sprung up.
He suddenly looked up, his gaze piercing through the roof, and saw the Fusang tree in the great sun above, seemingly trembling and growing in a way invisible to the naked eye.
(End of this chapter)
**Chapter 435: Preaching and Enlightenment, Concept of the Daoist Temple**
The branches of the Fusang tree trembled lightly, scattering specks of golden light that streamed through the windows of the preaching hall, landing on Zheng Fa and the gathered disciples.
Zheng Fa's sea of consciousness stirred without wind, waves of various thoughts surging forth.
Dao Ancestor, Dao Fruit...
Zheng Fa glanced at the people below, a hint of surprise blooming in his heart:
Perhaps the increase in the number of listeners had brought some changes to the Fusang tree; preaching really seemed to have some effect.
The sunlight seemed to create a one-way bridge between him and these people's minds, almost granting him a pair of eyes that could see through the thoughts of all beings, allowing him to sense the various insights swirling in their minds.
A thought struck him, and he paused the transmission of talisman techniques, instead turning to discuss the foundational cultivation methods.
However, this time, he no longer focused on the listeners but began to pay attention to the ideas emerging in his own mind:
This technique seems to have similarities with the previous one?
Meridians? There seems to be a connection between meridians and talisman diagrams.
Is it true that one can only choose one path of cultivation among the five elemental spiritual energies? Why? Is it related to the state of matter?
Indeed, he found some scattered thoughts in his mind.
But these thoughts were fewer than when he was teaching talisman techniques, which he had previously overlooked.
Understanding this, Zheng Fa's gaze towards the audience suddenly brightened.
The old man in white below felt a chill on his forehead and unconsciously scratched his curly hair, muttering to himself, "This feeling... why does it seem familiar?"
Zheng Fa's eyes darted over the heads of the disciples, and a single thought filled his mind:
The moment of enlightenment is here!
Through the brief experiment just now, Zheng Fa had grasped the subtle changes in the Fusang tree:
While he preached, he could sense the insights of the listeners.
These insights, it seemed, had both advantages and disadvantages:
The advantage was that these ideas were novel and not baseless ramblings, meaning they could provide Zheng Fa with different perspectives.
The downside, as he had just discovered, was that too many thoughts could actually disrupt his own thinking, making it hard to distinguish between what was important and what was not.
Fortunately, the listeners before him were all elite individuals, their thoughts relatively clear, and their numbers not too overwhelming. Zheng Fa's strong consciousness made it manageable to handle these thoughts.
In Zheng Fa's view, this change was more beneficial than harmful:
He had always relied on borrowing the minds of others, and this Dao Ancestor's Dao Fruit was perfectly suited to his preferences.
The drawbacks were not insurmountable, and he had already thought of some feasible solutions:
Carefully select the listeners.
Or perhaps, cultivate some secret techniques for consciousness.
Alternatively, Zheng Fa turned his gaze to the Creation Jade Tablet in his dantian—this life-bound treasure, could it help him process these thoughts?
Setting aside the drawbacks, the evolution of the Dao Fruit brought him countless benefits.
He felt a surge of excitement but did not pause his preaching. As the clock approached four in the afternoon, signaling the end of his lecture, he suddenly said, "The rest of you should go back and cultivate well. The following individuals, please stay."
His gaze swept over the audience, and he began to call out names.
Cheng Yun, sitting in his seat, felt puzzled when he heard Zheng Fa call his name. He turned to look and found that those who were being kept behind were all researchers, particularly many scholars in the fields of physical chemistry.
Those who did not hear their names stood up, casting envious glances at them as they exited the preaching hall.
Cheng Yun and the others who remained felt a secret joy:
It seemed that Dean Zheng was going to give them special attention!
It was said that researchers were Dean Zheng's favorites.
Now it seemed the rumors were true!
Zheng Fa watched them sit there, beaming with delight, and first said nothing. Instead, he quietly transmitted a message to Tang Lingwu.
Tang Lingwu looked a bit confused but immediately stood up and flew out the door.
After a while, she returned to the preaching hall with a tablet and several reference books in hand.
Cheng Yun and the others watched as Zheng Fa took the items Tang Lingwu brought, their curiosity piqued, and then heard Zheng Fa say:
"Now let's talk about the structure of pure iron in nature..."
"Iron ions are in..."
"In a body-centered cubic structure, the distance between iron atoms is approximately..."
The excitement on Cheng Yun and the others' faces slowly faded, and they opened their mouths, expressions blank, staring at Zheng Fa with a look that clearly said:
You want us to learn this?
Zheng Fa chuckled inwardly at their unspoken thoughts:
Preaching?
More like stealing knowledge!
Having understood what changes had occurred with the Fusang tree, Zheng Fa immediately had this idea:
Essentially, the Dao Fruit of the Fusang tree allowed Zheng Fa to perceive the various concepts and insights of the listeners while preaching, achieving a goal of mutual learning.
This was also extremely beneficial for teaching—being able to sense the insights and doubts of others naturally allowed for tailored instruction.
On the other hand, the benefits for Zheng Fa were also evident:
To some extent, the enlightenment of these people was equivalent to his own enlightenment!
In the future, his understanding would be extraordinary!
But currently, these individuals' cultivation levels were too low, and their insights into cultivation were quite superficial, providing Zheng Fa with limited benefits.
The problem was... who said he had to teach cultivation!
I want to teach physics!
The principles of "Tiangang Disha Bianhua" (Heavenly and Earthly Transformations) are simple, but the details are extremely complex, requiring a knowledge base that is among the most extensive Zheng Fa had ever encountered.
This technique is roughly divided into four levels:
The first level is the transformation of the technique.
The second level is transforming into a lifeless object devoid of spiritual energy.
The third level is transforming into a lifeless object with spiritual energy—essentially becoming a spiritual material.
The fourth level is achieving great success, transforming into various forms of life.
Zheng Fa had already mastered the transformation of the technique.
However, he had yet to perfect the second level, primarily due to his insufficient knowledge of various physical and chemical theories, leaving him with many gaps in modern science.
Now, with the help of the Dao Fruit of the Fusang tree, Zheng Fa began to teach physics...
Understanding or not, it didn't matter!
After all, getting it right was not the point.
If he got it wrong or missed some details, these scholars would naturally ponder and even refute him.
With dozens of well-known scholars present, it was almost as if they were simultaneously teaching and correcting Zheng Fa—yet this knowledge was still directly pouring into his mind.
It was a bit like Zheng Fa standing in front of these academic giants, tapping their foreheads and saying, "Your knowledge of physics is pretty good; I'll take it."
...
Days later, as the morning light broke, the air on Hongshan carried a hint of moisture.
Cheng Yun and Professor Wang walked along the mountain path, both looking somewhat haggard.
Team Leader Yang approached them from behind, passing by the two and laughing, "Why do I see you all looking so listless?"
"What group?"
"The group that gets to stay behind for special sessions with the Dean every day!" Team Leader Yang's tone was filled with envy. "Tang Muda told me long ago that the Dean favors researchers the most; now I see it's true!"
Cheng Yun was left speechless, exchanging a glance with his teacher, both feeling exhausted, and sighed.
Seeing this, Team Leader Yang naturally didn't understand: "What's wrong? Is the Dean's special session too profound? Is it hard to follow?"
"You don't know?"
"Don't know what?"
"Nobody told you?"
"Told me what?"
Professor Wang nodded, glancing at Cheng Yun, understanding in his heart: Living in a retirement home, one must have some awareness; one should understand the need to be discreet around respected figures!
Was the Dean's special session too profound?
No, it was too shallow.
Every night, staying in the preaching hall, they dared not leave or sleep, just listening to Dean Zheng lecture on physical chemistry.
They couldn't say the Dean's teaching was poor; on the contrary, they all agreed that the Dean was making rapid progress.
The problem was, they didn't want to listen!
These topics were far less appealing to them than cultivation, and many of the concepts they were already familiar with.
As Professor Wang thought of this, he suddenly let out a sigh: "The pursuit of the Dao is difficult..."
Cheng Yun nodded solemnly at this.
Team Leader Yang turned to scrutinize them for a long moment, then shook his head slowly and walked away, seemingly unable to comprehend the two of them.
Once she was gone, Cheng Yun whispered:
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