Chapter 599
"Boss, why do you think the Dean is like that?"
"I have no idea."
"Take a guess?"
"Maybe it's passion," Professor Wang said after a moment of thought.
Cheng Yun was taken aback, "Passion?"
"I heard that the Dean wanted to study physics at Jingcheng University before."
Cheng Yun began to understand, "So you mean the Dean has a dream of being a physics professor? Like cos..."
"Yeah."
"What’s so great about physics? I love cultivating immortality!"
Cheng Yun muttered, and Professor Wang shook his head, as if he too couldn’t grasp Zheng Fa’s thoughts.
With five minutes to six, the two arrived at the lecture hall.
The hall was already filled with listeners.
"It’s the last day..."
As soon as he sat down, Professor Wang sighed lightly, a hint of melancholy in his voice.
Hearing this, Cheng Yun felt a bit reluctant too. Although listening to the Dean talk about physics was exhausting, their foundational theories of cultivation had become incredibly solid during this time.
They had gained a lot.
Thinking of this, Cheng Yun couldn’t help but feel a bit grateful towards Zheng Fa. He realized that he had been too harsh in his earlier thoughts about the Dean—if the Dean loved cos, then let him cos! They just needed to cooperate!
"Where’s the Dean?"
With this thought, Cheng Yun looked ahead and noticed that Zheng Fa, who was never late, had yet to arrive today.
"Is he held up by something?" Professor Wang wondered aloud.
The people in the hall also sensed something was off and began to whisper among themselves.
Like everyone else, Cheng Yun peered towards the entrance, searching for Zheng Fa’s figure.
Ten minutes past six, and Zheng Fa still hadn’t shown up.
Cheng Yun knew that Zheng Fa was not the type to be late, and he couldn’t help but feel a bit worried.
But then he suddenly sensed something was amiss—the door of the lecture hall was moving!
"Is there an earthquake?"
Cheng Yun looked up in confusion, only to see the two-story lecture hall, covering over three thousand square meters, slowly rising into the air, rapidly changing shape.
The beams transformed into limbs, the bricks and tiles morphed into clothing, and the grand lecture hall had turned into a person!
"Dean!"
As they watched Zheng Fa standing in mid-air, feeling the fragrant mountain breeze filled with the scent of grass and trees, everyone was both bewildered and amazed.
"Illusion?"
The old man in the front row seemed unaware of the truth, jumping up and looking around.
"No," Zheng Fa smiled as he landed in front of them, "It’s transformation technique."
The old man’s curly hair shook as he recalled something, "The 'Tiangang Dishan Transformation'? That building just now, was it you who transformed it?"
Zheng Fa nodded gently and said, "My 'Tiangang Dishan Transformation' has just reached a minor success."
The old man couldn’t help but step forward, touching Zheng Fa’s arm, his eyes filled with curiosity, "I honestly didn’t notice anything wrong with the lecture hall just now."
"That’s natural. The method of transformation is fundamentally different from illusion," Zheng Fa explained. "Illusions often rely on light and hormones to interfere with biological perception."
This was evident in the various secret techniques left by the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor.
"And the method of transformation is, in fact, a substantial existence based on physical laws."
"In a sense, it is real."
Cheng Yun gaped at Zheng Fa, thinking to himself—he really is a coser!
The Dean cosplayed as a lecture hall!
It could be said that the fundamental difference from illusions was why Zheng Fa placed such importance on the 'Tiangang Dishan Transformation'—
In his view, it was not only the best method of disguise.
It was also the foundation that allowed him to accommodate various schools of thought.
Moreover… in his vision, the role of 'Tiangang Dishan Transformation' was more about researching the Dao fruit:
Cultivating above the Nascent Soul, in his understanding, meant using different techniques to form different lives.
The法身 (fashi, "Dharma body") of the Demon Sect, the Yang Spirit of the Supreme Dao, even the combined method of the Tianhe Sect, all had significant differences.
He couldn’t clearly say which was superior or inferior.
Others might only be able to choose one path to move forward, while the real transformation effect of 'Tiangang Dishan Transformation' gave Zheng Fa a wild ambition:
He wanted to use the method of transformation to simulate the techniques of various sects, even to become various化神 (huashen, "Transcendence") cultivators, to find the most perfect technique!
As Zheng Fa’s understanding of the world deepened, the capabilities of 'Tiangang Dishan Transformation' would grow, and the possibility of realizing this vision would increase. Therefore, today’s minor success in 'Tiangang Dishan Transformation' was indeed a joyous occasion for Zheng Fa.
"What else can you transform into?"
The old man asked curiously.
Zheng Fa thought for a moment, then moved, transforming into an iron sword, its blade piercing into the mountain rock, standing upright before the old man.
The old man gasped in amazement, reaching out to touch the sword’s hilt, saying, "You can’t tell at all that it was a person!"
The sword flashed, and Zheng Fa stretched out his arm, looking helpless as he blocked the old man’s hand, which was reaching out for more.
The old man grinned, lowered his arm, and asked, "What else?"
Zheng Fa tilted his head, glanced at Tang Lingwu, swayed slightly, and transformed into a gentle breeze, flying towards the forest behind Hongshan.
Moments later, the breeze returned with a pale yellow flower that had just bloomed in the morning, swirling around Tang Lingwu before placing the flower on the tip of her hair.
"The wind… how boring."
"Actually, it’s quite interesting…"
Teacher Tian chimed in, her gaze enviously darting to the flower in Tang Lingwu’s hair, then looking at the old man, her eyes speaking volumes.
Tang Lingwu squinted and smiled, carefully touching the little flower on her head.
A drop of dew fell onto her fingertip.
As the dew slipped from her fingertip and dripped to the ground, it burst into specks of golden light.
In the golden light, Zheng Fa’s figure reappeared.
"Dew?" The old man’s eyes widened in surprise, "Wasn’t that the wind?"
"All forms and shapes exist at my command, undetectable by anyone," Zheng Fa shook his head and smiled.
He didn’t demonstrate further but stood before everyone and said to Cheng Yun and the others:
"You all have endured my amateurish attempts these days, and I appreciate it… What just happened can be considered my report performance to you."
"This technique is built upon the edifice of physics. Without you, my 'Tiangang Dishan Transformation' would have been difficult to achieve even this minor success."
Cheng Yun, who had just been dazzled, felt a surge of excitement in his heart.
Although he didn’t understand why Zheng Fa was thanking them, he grasped the connection between physics and this marvelous transformation technique.
"…Physics?" He heard Professor Wang mutter softly, "The physics I learned seems quite different…"
Cheng Yun nodded inwardly:
No wonder the Dean is so passionate about physics… If he could learn this, he would love it too!
...
"After a month of lectures, you should have enough understanding of how to cultivate," Zheng Fa said, shifting the topic back to Cheng Yun and the others’ cultivation after demonstrating 'Tiangang Dishan Transformation.'
"Some of you may have already tried cultivating, while others may not have found a technique that suits you."
Cheng Yun silently nodded.
Cultivation requires a spiritual root, and the spiritual root limits the choice of techniques.
For instance, Cheng Yun had tried two techniques this month, neither of which seemed suitable for his spiritual root, so he hadn’t officially started cultivating Qi yet.
Seeing the gloomy expressions on many faces, Zheng Fa closed his eyes, and his Nascent Soul flew out from the top of his head. With its chubby little hands, it summoned spiritual energy, and after a while, a jade token appeared between its palms.
Zheng Fa opened his eyes, absorbed the token into his hand, and said:
"This is the Spirit Testing Jade, which can be used to measure spiritual roots."
"Take it and give it a try."
The old man looked at the token with curiosity and asked, "What’s the principle behind this?"
"It’s quite simple," Zheng Fa handed the token to the old man with a smile, "You’ll know once you try it."
The old man held the token, and a rainbow light shot out from it.
"What’s this?"
"The principle of the Spirit Testing Jade is to measure the amount of five-element spiritual energy within the cultivator’s body," Zheng Fa explained.
"We all know that five-element spiritual energy is essentially the variation of electron positions and interactions… and the changes in electrons themselves emit various types of light."
Most of those present had studied some physics, so they understood.
In simple terms, the Spirit Testing Jade inputs spiritual energy into the cultivator’s body, travels through the meridians, and finally measures the types of five-element spiritual energy contained within through the physical phenomenon of photon emission caused by changes in electronic energy, thus determining the cultivator's spiritual root.
"However, in the past, this kind of measurement was mostly qualitative. I hope… to make it quantitative."
Cultivators in the Xuanwei Realm didn’t understand the relationship between electrons and photons, so they could only determine spiritual roots through simple colors.
But the modern world was not like that…
"Spectrometer?"
Tang Mu immediately understood.
"Exactly! I hope to use spectral analysis, along with your genetic analysis, to thoroughly understand what spiritual roots are."
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