I Studied Abroad in Modern Times - Chapter 348

Chapter 348 The experiment was successful, with unparalleled insight

Ancestor Xuehe was floating in the agricultural laboratory on University Island, looking at the people around him.

Zheng Fa, Zhang Wuyi, and Pang Zhenren, these three are the mainstays of the Jiushan Sect Laboratory. They participate in almost every experiment, and the expressions of the three are slightly expectant.

Qian Zhenren and his two disciples looked a little excited. Cultivating spiritual roots was one thing.

Cultivating the spiritual roots of heaven and earth is another thing.

The former can also be said to be catching up with the major sects that are good at spiritual farming.

If the latter becomes… then he will quickly step on the Supreme Way, worship the Tianhe Sect, covet the Leiyin Temple, and envy the Haori Mountain.

Master Qian’s expression was as if he was in a dream, even if he thought about it, Qianhe Sect was destroyed two years ago, and he was still miserable and miserable, just like a bereaved dog.

The ancestor of Blood River understood the words on his face very well: I can actually be here?

Because the ancestor of Blood River also thinks so…

You say, it’s somewhat inappropriate for me, a saintly religious person to become a god, to cultivate Buddhism’s most precious treasure, the Jingjing Bamboo, isn’t it?

In particular, the Qingjing Bamboo thing is attacking the Holy Cult.

Thinking of this, Patriarch Xuehe became even more frightened – although he had not killed anyone from the Holy Cult, and had not revealed any of the secrets of the Holy Cult, he even still had one hundred percent loyalty and, well, ten thousand percent to the Holy Ancestor. of fear…

Why do you feel like…you can’t go back?

But if you don’t cooperate, it will actually be of little use – according to Qian Zhenren, the hormone is not a secret to Zheng Fa and the others. If he doesn’t help, it will just be a little troublesome.

Ancestor Xuehe followed everyone’s gaze and looked at the quiet bamboo cells in the microscopic array.

The survival ability of these cells is very strong – in other words, the survival ability of Qingjing Bamboo itself is extremely strong. Even if it has no roots, it has not withered at all for so many days, it is just unable to grow and repair itself.

Zheng Fa said: “Although the spiritual root of heaven and earth is different from ordinary spiritual roots, and is very different from ordinary plants, since it exists in the form of cells, it is possible that it has properties similar to ordinary plants.”

Senior Sister Zhang didn’t even understand what this meant.

But Zheng Fa has always felt that there are similarities between modern times and the Xuanwei world, and it seems that they can be compared everywhere.

What’s less is probably the variable of aura.

Therefore, using modern ideas often produces good results in the mysterious world.

He suppressed his thoughts and nodded gently towards Zhenren Qian.

Qian Zhenren took out an elixir, crushed it with his spiritual power, and put it into a petri dish containing quiet bamboo cells, which were some nutrients.

Ancestor Xuehe also put aside those complicated thoughts and skillfully played the magic formula in his hand, adding some more hormones to the petri dish.

Zheng Fa stared at the quiet bamboo cells in the petri dish.

With his mentality, he couldn’t help but feel a little nervous at the moment. Qingjing Bamboo was related to the safety of their Nine Mountains Realm:

According to what Master Chengkong said, if there is a spiritual root of heaven and earth in the cave world, it can grow.

Zheng Fa was naturally thinking about the hibiscus wood in his body at first.

But now that Qingjing Bamboo is available, it’s actually a lot easier not to mention the extra layer of insurance:

The first step in cultivating hibiscus wood is to cultivate hibiscus wood cells based on the aura structure in Zheng Fa’s cells.

The next step is to plant hibiscus trees.

Unlike now, they directly have Qingzhu cells, which means they save the first step.

If this fails…then it will be impossible to plant hibiscus trees.

On the other hand, if you can’t cultivate hibiscus wood, then you can naturally accept the quiet bamboo, right?

He looked at the petri dish. The quiet bamboo cells in the petri dish slowly, slowly changed.

First, there were some small changes in the shape and inner structure of the cells.

“Dedifferentiation!”

Qian Zhenren lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of his own voice, which frightened the mutating Qingjing Bamboo cells.

Later, the aura cell nuclei in the cells also began to change – the cell nuclei seemed to have become fatter, and the aura lines inside became more complicated, making it harder to see the true and false.

“Cell division…”

Zheng Fa couldn’t help it anymore and murmured.

This change is so subtle that it requires a microscope to see it clearly, but it is groundbreaking in the Xuanwei world!

But… just three breaths later, the smiles on everyone’s faces froze.

“Dead?”

Qian Zhenren said in a daze.

“Dead.”

Master Pang’s voice was frustrated.

The expression on the face of the ancestor of Xuehe was complicated and inexplicable. Everyone knew that if this experiment was successful, the Jiushan Sect would have achieved a miracle that had not happened in the Xuanwei world for at least hundreds of thousands of years.

As one of them, I have to say that he actually has some expectations in his heart.

But now it seemed that he had failed, and he breathed a sigh of relief:

This turned out perfect!

He didn’t do any tricks himself and worked conscientiously. Zheng Fa couldn’t blame him.

If it didn’t succeed, the Holy Ancestor couldn’t blame himself.

I am probably the biggest winner in this laboratory!

Even Zheng Fa was speechless – the changes in Qingjing Bamboo cells just now were too successful and smooth.

Let his expectations be very high.

Naturally, the quiet bamboo cells that no longer contained vitality and whose aura slowly dissipated made him feel a little disappointed.

A palm touched his shoulder, Zheng Fa turned his head and looked at Senior Sister Zhang looking at him comfortingly without saying a word.

He breathed out softly, looked at Senior Sister Zhang, and suddenly saw Tang Lingwu’s face…

Well, mainly because I thought of the three reasons Tang Lingwu said at the beginning:

First, it is impossible to say that the theory does not work – because the cells of Qingjing Bamboo have already undergone obvious changes, even changes that are in line with theoretical expectations.

The second is that the species is not good, and the probability is relatively small – after all, these are native quiet bamboo cells, not pieced together by Zheng Fa and others.

Third…the environment is not good!

Environment, nutrition, hormones, and… aura!

Spiritual plants need spiritual energy.

The spiritual roots of heaven and earth naturally need more spiritual energy!

Zheng Fachao said to Senior Sister Zhang: “Senior Sister, is it possible that the spiritual energy is not enough?”

Senior Sister Zhang immediately understood what he meant. The Mountain and River Seal flew out, and the spiritual energy in the laboratory was more than a hundred times abundant.

The mountain and river seals contain the spiritual veins of the previous nine mountains.

Because the spiritual energy in the Nine Mountains Realm is relatively abundant, this spiritual vein has been useless – Zheng Fa also intended to use it as a strategic reserve.

The spiritual veins that can supply a sect for thousands of years are now gathered in a small petri dish, and the changes are immediate.

This petri dish seems to be filled with liquid spiritual energy.

Uncle Pang changed to a quiet bamboo cell, and Master Qian and Ancestor Xuehe tried again.

This time…

“It’s done!”

Qian Zhenren raised his arms and shouted.

Uncle Pang slapped Zhenren Qian’s back violently, laughing, and almost beat the poor Zhuji to death.

Senior Sister Zhang smiled and touched the mountain and river seal.

Zheng Fa stared at the quiet bamboo cells that were dividing tenaciously in the petri dish.

The Quiet Bamboo is naturally important, but the significance of the Quiet Bamboo to the Nine Mountains Realm is even more important.

The flying sword under the Blood River Ancestor was also humming softly.

He considered himself to be a genius, and he was certainly proud of being able to successfully transform into a **** in the environment of the Demon Sect.

But at this moment, he had to admit that he had accomplished something he had never thought of.

This thing is far beyond what a practicing genius can achieve:

In the Xuanwei world for so many years, cultivation geniuses like him are like crucian carp crossing the river, there are only eight hundred if not one thousand.

But no one has ever done this!

Although he didn’t participate much, at this moment, he felt a little proud…and depressed.

He felt that he was going to become the number one traitor to the Holy Religion…

He obviously hadn’t had time to betray the Holy Ancestor yet.

Now, I really can’t go back!

…

“So slow…”

A few days later, the number of Qingjing Bamboo cells did not even reach double digits, which made the eager Qian Zhenren a little impatient.

“The growth of Quiet Bamboo should require a lot of spiritual energy.”

Senior Sister Zhang said: “In other words, the environment in which the spiritual roots of heaven and earth grow is very harsh. It may be so slow because there is not enough spiritual energy.”

“Sister, what you said makes sense…On the other hand, the spiritual roots of heaven and earth probably take a long time to develop.”

“There’s no rush. As long as the Demon Ancestor is not resurrected, we can still afford to wait.”

Although these are words of comfort, there is nothing we can do about it.

There is actually quite a lot of aura in the Nine Mountains Realm.

Plus the spiritual veins in the mountain and river seals.

The concentration of spiritual energy enjoyed by the Qingjing Bamboo Cells cannot even be enjoyed by ordinary Shenhua Zhenren.

If he wanted to have more intense spiritual energy, Zheng Fa’s strength was not enough.

The elder leader also looked over, and then turned to Zheng Fa. Suddenly he had a master’s attitude and asked: “Now that your spiritual roots have become visible, how is your cultivation?”

“?”

“You are still a golden elixir.” The old man touched his chin, “Don’t let the Qingjing Bamboo grow, you will die of old age…”

“…” Zheng Fa twitched the corner of his mouth. This old man was exaggerating. His cultivation is indeed not as fast as before. The main reason is that the higher his cultivation level, the more accumulation he needs. Wanting to conceive a baby is not something that happens overnight.

Now Zheng Fa is almost in the early stage of what Xuan Wei calls Jin Dan.

The Xuanwei Realm Golden Pill is divided into early, middle and late stages. Each technique has different names, but they are essentially the same.

For example, in Shenxiao’s True Method of Controlling Thunder, it is called:

Pregnant spirit, nurturing babies, breaking pills.

The pregnancy spirit is actually the change of the soul, which combines the soul with the golden elixir, condenses it into one point, and produces sublimation – so the soul of the golden elixir monk often undergoes qualitative changes during the golden elixir stage.

Infant care, as the name suggests, is the gradual formation of the Nascent Soul.

Needless to say about broken pills.

According to Zheng Fa’s understanding, these three stages are roughly:

Fertilized egg, pregnancy in ten months, birth…

Zheng Fa is actually not slow anymore – his soul has always been stronger than ordinary monks, and the golden elixir is stronger. In fact, he has almost reached the early stage of the golden elixir.

But compared to his combat power and the current situation in the Xuanwei world, this cultivation level is not impressive:

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At least others don’t regard him as a golden elixir.

But the elder statesman mentioned this matter… on a whim, because he wanted to become a teacher?

“Disciple, you have to work hard…”

“Um?”

“I wanted to wait for you…but if you don’t live up to your expectations, I will turn into a god!”

Zheng Fa was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood why the old man was so weird – he was here to show off!

“Transformation into a god? Master, do you have any ideas?”

“It’s also the Immortal Formation. Isn’t the Thunder God formed by the Immortal Formation a state of transformation into a god?” The patriarch didn’t joke at all, he just said slowly, “I also know your Senior Sister Zhang’s spiritual energy circuit.”

“I have also learned your Master Pang’s method of connecting talismans and Master Huang’s method of instant youth.”

“After conducting experiments on the Immortal Formation, I am 50% sure about transforming into gods!”

Zheng Fa nodded slowly.

It’s not that the elder is not talented, it’s just because of accumulation.

But now, through the baptism of all kinds of knowledge, the accumulation is actually quite rich.

At least… I see the way forward.

“Fifty percent…isn’t it a bit too low?” Zheng Fa pondered for a moment and asked.

Ancestor Xuehe on the side twitched the corner of his mouth.

Is 50% too low?

Is it okay if he turns into a **** and narrowly escapes death?

While he was muttering in his mind, he saw Zheng Fa looking at him and saying with a smile: “Master, isn’t there another method for transforming into a real person, and you haven’t learned it yet?”

Ancestor Xuehe opened his mouth wide: “That is the true method of the Holy Ancestor. I have preached it to others. The Holy Ancestor may be angry. If he is resurrected, he will definitely punish me!”

“…If you don’t spread the word, he won’t be angry?”

“?”

Ancestor Xuehe looked at Zheng Fa and slowly opened his mouth.

Zheng Fa smiled and nodded: “Yes, I did it on purpose.”

…

The ancestor of Blood River has not surrendered yet…not yet.

If the Demon Ancestor Dazui really dies, he will inevitably be entangled.

Zheng Fa didn’t expect that he could tell Jiushan Sect all the secret methods of the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor. Even if he told them all in one go, Zheng Fa only dared to refer to them.

But the experience of a real person who transforms into a **** is still extremely precious. After all, stones from other mountains can attack jade.

The patriarch is his master, and he is the first incarnation of the Nine Mountains Sect.

Zheng Fa still wanted to make the most preparations for him—even when he recruited the Blood River Ancestor, it was not without such considerations.

As for how much benefit can be extracted from the mouth of the Blood River Ancestor, scheming and tricks are just trivial.

What’s more, it’s whether the Blood River Ancestor himself is really optimistic about the Jiu Shan Sect…or whether the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor is completely dead.

Some people, like Patriarch Blood River, don’t want to say anything.

But some people dare to say anything…

“Brother Yan… what are you doing?” Zheng Fa flipped through the booklet in front of him and stared at Yan Wushuang with a confused look on his face.

There is not a single word on the cover of this booklet, and even the contents inside are confusing. There are symbols, ancient texts, and even some paintings or symbols that others cannot understand.

“I secretly wrote it down.”

Yan Wushuang’s heroic face actually showed the perseverance and wisdom of the underground party…

“Write it down?”

“Yes, my father, what the senior sister said to me sometimes, I think may be related to the ancestor…I have written it down.”

Zheng Fa slowly widened his eyes.

“I didn’t even tell Mr. Han about this booklet because I was afraid that he wouldn’t be able to keep it secret.” Yan Wushuang whispered, “Only I know what is written in it…”

Zheng Fa suddenly understood why the news from Mr. Han was mostly insignificant.

He thought Yan Wushuang couldn’t find out any secrets.

“That…”

“My father can’t search my soul, can he?”

Zheng Fa suddenly felt some sympathy for the leader of the Tianhe Sect.

“There may be some secrets of the ancestors here. The relationship between Mr. Han and the people in his sect has never been good, but I am different…”

Zheng Fa believed that this was not Yan Wushuang’s boasting – not to mention his special status, his usual personality was also generous, generous and charming.

Otherwise, we won’t be able to bring out a Wushuanghui.

Zheng Fa even believed that his father was so tolerant of Yan Wushuang that he was probably proud of him.

“Brother Yan, give me this…”

To be honest, at this time, he couldn’t quite understand Yan Wushuang, it was too much.

“I’m different from Mr. Han.” Yan Wushuang suddenly said, “Old Han thought that I was like him and could risk everything for the legacy of our ancestor… I thought so too, but when I went back and saw my father, I knew that I no.”

“Brother Yan?”

“Mr. Han wants the Patriarch to come back and rectify his origins.” Yan Wushuang said softly, “I’m not…”

As Zheng Fa listened, he realized that Yan Wushuang would only say these words to him if Mr. Han was not around.

“I am my father’s son. No matter how much he scolds me, hits me, or looks down on me, I am also my father’s son.” Yan Wushuang smiled and said, “I actually don’t want the ancestor to come back, but the decline of spiritual power is coming. Without a figure like the Patriarch…where would our Tianhe Sect go?”

Zheng Fa nodded slowly, understanding a little bit what Yan Wushuang said – in his opinion, even if Lord Tianhe doesn’t come back, the Tianhe Sect will suffer!

“So I give this to you.”

Zheng Fa was stunned.

“I agree with what Mr. Han said.” Yan Wushuang stared at Zheng Fa and said, “You are more genius than the ancestor.”

“…”

“Mr. Han has been expecting you to be the reincarnation of the ancestor…” At this point, Yan Wushuang smiled again, seeming a little bitter, “But I don’t know if I should expect it.”

He stopped, stared at Zheng Fa for a long time without speaking, and just slowly exhaled.

“If you are not, I will give this book to you. In the future, if your spiritual energy declines, if you have the ability… I hope you can help my father for the sake of this book.”

Zheng Fa laughed: “Brother Yan, you think highly of me too much.”

Yan Wushuang waved her hand to indicate that he had not finished speaking, and continued: “If you are, please let him go for the sake of today’s book.”

“…”

Before Zheng Fa could speak, Yan Wushuang seemed to not want to force him to promise anything at this time, but changed the subject and said: “Now that my father knows about my contact with you, Mr. Han is not allowed to contact me… “

Zheng Fa nodded.

I think so, Yan Wushuang is always being watched by his senior sister, so Mr. Han naturally has to avoid suspicion.

It is even more impossible to pass on information.

“What should I do if I want to contact you in the future?”

Zheng Fa thought for a while, took out a Tongjian and handed it to Yan Wushuang.

“This is?”

“With this thing in hand, you can naturally contact me.”

Zheng Fa told Yan Wushuang how to use Tongjian, and then said: “I will teach you a secret code. If there is anything that needs to be kept secret, just send it to me in secret.”

This Tongjian was originally intended for outsiders to use and could not be accessed by Jiushan’s internal knowledge network. Now it was given to Yan Wushuang to provide a separate channel with Zheng Fa.

Yan Wushuang buried his head and ignored him.

Zheng Fa was a little speechless when he saw it – this guy is really smart, he has already started surfing!

“Are all of you Jiu Shan disciples here?” He suddenly raised his head and asked.

“Well, Brother Yan, you are the first one who can get the Tongjian without being from the Jiushan Sect.”

Yan Wushuang’s face moved slightly. He looked at Zheng Fa, as if he understood what Zheng Fa meant –

Zheng Fa did not say whether he would agree or not.

But Tongjian has an attitude – although he can only see the Jiushan Forum now, it is not impossible for a thoughtful person to see some secrets of the Jiushan Sect in the forum…

Although Zheng Fa only gave him a general warning and didn’t say a word.

But it is better than ten thousand promises.

(End of chapter)