Chapter 555: Chaos Fusang, the Spiritual Root Can

Zheng Fa really wanted to talk to Fusomu.

If you want to become an immortal, you must pass the hurdle of Fusang tree.

The Lord of Shuyu Dragon said a lot, and Zheng Fa summed it up in his heart, which was actually just one sentence - the immortal is the only true self.

The process of becoming an immortal proves this point:

The first thing is to annihilate the inner demons of all heavens and transcend from all realms.

The second is to be consistent with yourself.

As for the rest, they are just minor details.

Senior Sister Zhang could see clearly that Fusangmu and Zheng Fa had never been one and the same.

Without processing the Fusang wood, Zheng Fa would never be able to pursue that uniqueness.

He glanced at the Fusang tree. This spiritual root had no leaves at all and its appearance was rough. It didn't show the high status that the Lord of the Jade Dragon had mentioned.

But Zheng Fa cares about this very much.

He has always been self-aware and knows that his rapid progress is due to many factors, including opportunity, character, and thinking, all of which are indispensable.

But to be honest, throughout history, there have been countless people with great opportunities, great perseverance, and great wisdom.

If he were placed among them, he probably wouldn't be too noticeable.

Let’s not talk about others, let’s just talk about Lu Yao - how can your hundred years of hard practice compare to the accumulation of three lifetimes of others?

Therefore, if you want to progress in your cultivation and keep up with the changes in the Xuanwei Realm, you must not waste any opportunity.

You know, the Lord of Shuyu Dragon asserted that the Fusang wood might be of higher status than the Dragon Ancestor.

If one can truly integrate it into oneself and turn it into foundation, it will be of great significance to Zheng Fa and Jiushan Sect.

But if you want to fuse with the Fusang wood, you have to understand the situation of this spiritual root before you can find a way. The best thing is to be able to communicate with the Fusang wood.

comminicate……

Zheng Fa looked at the hibiscus tree with a helpless look. The hibiscus tree seemed to have sensed something as well, and its branches trembled slightly, as if innocent.

In the past few days, he has been using his soul to nurture the Fusang tree, trying to establish a bond with the spiritual root. This was also suggested by the Lord Shuyu Dragon.

To put it simply, it means to treat the opponent as a magic weapon.

This idea is correct. At least this is what the Xuanwei monks would do in this situation.

Therefore, he spent several days and nights in the nursing home staring at this thing, and what was the result?

My head hurts!

…

"You mean, the Fusang tree reacts to your spirit, but it's very confusing?"

After the old man understood what Zheng Fa was doing, he also found it interesting and asked with great interest.

They were standing by the landscape lake in the front yard of the nursing home. There were rattan chairs placed by the lake, and Tang Lingwu and a few others were sitting among them, along with some scholars from the nursing home.

Over the years, this kind of scene has happened countless times.

It’s not that we always talk about cultivation. Most of the time, we just chat about the situation in the Confederacy, the changes in the research institute, and some interesting research.

The people who come may not be certain, but Zheng Fa and his companions are always there.

Speaking of which, the Confederation Institute has recruited batches of new students - decades have passed since the establishment of the Confederation.

Time flies. Zheng Fa looked at Old Man Bai and the others, but felt that they had not changed much. Xiao Lingwu's face still had some baby fat, full of collagen, and her eyes were cold and pure, just like when they first met.

Even his personality hasn't changed much.

In recent years, people have gradually gone down the mountain less and less, and mostly practiced and studied. It feels like only a day in the mountains is like a thousand years in the world.

Even the old man in white, who loved to show off in front of others, came down the mountain less and less often, mostly for official business.

In this regard, Old Man Bai once privately lamented to Zheng Fa - every time he went down the mountain, he had to mobilize a large number of people. Those old friends or relatives, if there was no chance, would have returned to the earth long ago, leaving behind only sadness. If there was a chance, their attitude would be attentive and distant. It was okay at the beginning, but later it became boring.

On the contrary, the relationship between these people in the nursing home is becoming closer.

Only through this group of people could Zheng Fa clearly see why cultivators valued their fellow Taoists so much - as time passed, the ties in the worldly world would slowly break.

Therefore, even if they did not discuss matters of cultivating immortals, Zheng Fa and his companions would still get together regularly, mostly to relieve the loneliness on the road of cultivation.

"What are you thinking about?"

The old man was a little puzzled when he saw that he didn't say anything.

"Teacher Bai, you're going to go into seclusion this month, right? Are you sure?"

The old man raised his lips and said proudly, "Do you know what the fortune teller said?"

"How do you say that?"

"I am destined to be a late bloomer!"

A late bloomer?

"The fortune teller you mentioned..." Zheng Fa glanced at Tang Mudao.

"It's me." Tang Mudao nodded and said, "I lied to him."

The old man blinked: "...Fake?"

"Really." Tang Mudao chuckled, "Your fate doesn't need to be calculated. It's just that you met Zheng Fa too late. If you had met Zheng Fa earlier, you would have been a young hero."

“…That makes sense.”

"Besides, it's hard to say whether your previous qualifications are great or not. You're definitely a late bloomer."

"Didn't you just give birth to a baby?"

The only thing that hasn't changed for Old Man Bai and the others is their appearance, but their cultivation has also improved significantly over the years:

Tang Lingwu has the best qualifications. She has no shortage of spiritual materials and spiritual energy in the modern world. She has just recently advanced to the late Nascent Soul stage.

Old man Bai is still in the late stage of Jindan, but his skills are profound and he will form a baby soon.

Teacher Tian is in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

Tang Mudao was also in the early stage of Nascent Soul, half a year earlier than Old Man Bai - after all, Old Man Bai was delayed for a while due to his qualifications.

Even among the many scholars trained in the nursing home, two of the most qualified ones have conceived babies.

There are as many as eight hundred people in the Jindan stage - after all, they are the essence of the world, with extremely high knowledge and literacy. As long as the problems of aptitude and spiritual materials are solved, their cultivation will be faster than that of the disciples of Jiushan Sect. With time, they may even surpass Jiushan Sect.

Seeing the old man mumbling something incomprehensible like "Don't bully the elderly and poor", the air in the nursing home was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere.

Zheng Fa tapped his right index finger on the rattan chair. He knew that these people were trying to make him happy, so he shook his head and said,

"This Fusang tree seems to have intelligence, but it's better not to have it."

"The last time, I communicated with it. Although I didn't understand what it was saying, we still got along well. The next time, it was like it didn't recognize me."

"forgetful?"

"Yeah." Zheng Fa nodded. "That's fine, but it seems a bit schizophrenic."

"Schizophrenia?"

"It's just that sometimes, the mind of this Fusang tree seems to be that of an unparalleled demon, shouting and calling for my death."

"Sometimes, this thing seems like a sage with a mysterious aura. He says he wants to enlighten me, but he himself is a psychopath!"

Everyone was speechless after hearing this, as if they were enlightened by this lunatic. What's the difference between this and going to see a doctor for hair loss, Dr. Mediterranean?

The situations of Fusang Wood and Xianjian are somewhat different.

Although Xianjian appears to be crazy, it is still able to communicate, and even its consciousness is clear - in short, it knows that it is sick.

Fuso wood, Zheng Fa suspected that this thing itself didn't know what it was doing.

"It just so happens that this thing is of such a high status that I've been in contact with it for so long that it's affected me greatly. My soul feels torn apart."

"What should we do then?"

The old man couldn't help but look at Teacher Tian. After all, the hibiscus tree seemed to be considered a plant, and Teacher Tian was more professional here.

But Teacher Tian frowned, as if he also felt that the hibiscus tree was tricky.

Zheng Fa also discovered this problem in the Xuanwei Realm, and the Lord of Shuyu Dragon had no good solution. After all, the Fusang tree was stronger than the Lord of Shuyu Dragon in essence.

Zheng Fa was in Gesang, a nursing home, and he also wanted to change the experimental environment, control the variables, and see if the communication between the soul and the spirit could be effective.

Now it seems that it is not very feasible.

"Teacher Tian, I have an idea."

Before Teacher Tian could speak, Zheng Fa proposed an idea.

"Um?"

"I wonder if treating the hibiscus tree like an ordinary plant would be effective."

"Ordinary plants?"

"Yes, the Fusang tree is a spiritual root and has spiritual intelligence, but now it seems that it is worse than nothing."

"You mean to explore the biological instincts of the Fusang tree?"

Zheng Fa nodded gently. "Just like humans have an unconscious subconscious, the surface consciousness of the hibiscus tree is confused, but as a plant, its instincts should still exist. Otherwise, it cannot be called a living thing."

Teacher Tian's eyes lit up a little: "So, it is indeed possible to bypass the spirit and study the situation of the Fusang tree - even many experiments related to plant consciousness can be tried."

"I don't know enough about plant experiments, so I'll leave it to Professor Tian and the College of Agriculture."

Seeing Teacher Tian and several botanists from the Agricultural College nod, Zheng Fa looked at the hibiscus tree beside him.

Since you don’t understand me talking about metaphysics, I do know a little bit about science.

…

In the preaching hall, Zheng Fa was sitting on the stage and preaching again.

The person preaching the sermon is still the same person, but the people listening to the sermon have changed a lot.

The first batch of scholars who listened to the teachings have already gone to spiritual veins around the world to run laboratories.

Those who remained in the lecture hall were all new students recruited in recent years. Although they had changed, the way they looked at Zheng Fa had become more fanatical.

Over the years, the trend of practicing Taoism has been growing, and the research institute has gradually influenced all walks of life. Although Zheng Fa rarely leaves Hongshan, his status has become increasingly unattainable.

The recent batches of students have grown up hearing the name of Zheng Fa and worship him as a god.

He is much more enthusiastic than previous scholars.

Zheng Fa was reciting the "Huangting Sutra" and feeling the thoughts of these people. In fact, he felt helpless - this was not something he did deliberately, and he didn't even think it was a good thing, but the influence accumulated over time was not something he could control.

In fact, the purpose of his preaching, in addition to cultivating students, was more to improve the "Huangting Jing".

After so many years, the "Huangting Jing" has been revised at least millions times, and even the iterations of major versions have thousands of versions.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to impress Lord Shuyulong.

For this lecture, there were more people and equipment in the lecture hall than in the past.

A Fusang tree stood beside Zheng Fa, and various testing instruments were installed on the table.

The simplest ones are temperature sensors, optical sensors, etc.

There are also devices for collecting air composition and aura meters.

There are even cameras that record the changes in the symbols around the Fusang tree...

Hundreds of instruments of all kinds surround the Fusang tree, not missing any changes in this spiritual root.

This is one of the various experiments on hibiscus wood, and it is also the most promising one.

The various data and materials collected here will be processed in the laboratory and then sent to the back of Hongshan.

In a cave behind Hongshan Mountain, Tang Lingwu looked at the dozens of screens in front of her and asked a staff member beside her, "Any results?"

"Well, He Luo has already given his analysis."

Tang Lingwu nodded slightly.

Heluo is a supercomputer designed by the institute itself. It uses external elixir as energy and the Nine Chapters of Operators as the underlying code. Starting from the operating system, everything was written by itself.

Even various key components were obtained in the institute through the transformation of spiritual materials.

In this way, compared with previous supercomputers, Heluo has a very strong analytical ability for immortal knowledge, and its computing performance is far superior.

Right now, Zheng Fa can even preach while waiting for Tang Lingwu to give real-time analysis in the back mountain.

The Heluo supercomputer was not a task assigned by Zheng Fa, but was created by Tang Lingwu and her team.

Xuanwei's Nine Chapters Arithmetic Array and the modern Heluo Supercomputer, although both are based on the Nine Chapters Arithmetic, the differences between them are actually very large - one is more inclined towards formations, and the other is still based on modern supercomputer architecture. Even their areas of expertise have significant differences.

Although the basic knowledge in modern times and the Nine Mountains Realm is becoming more and more similar, the flowers that bloom are ultimately somewhat different because of the differences in people.

Zheng Fa was also happy to see this happen. If the two sides were exactly the same, then there would be no need for the Confederation Institute in the modern world to exist.

Tang Lingwu tapped her finger on the screen and looked at the analysis file.

"The Fusang tree is sensitive to changes in the environment and the emergence of life."

“But its most intense reaction is when the dean is giving a sermon.”

Tang Lingwu paused and looked at the chart beside her.

As the document states, when Zheng Fa was explaining the Huang Ting Jing, the Fusang tree reacted the most:

The temperature curve rises and falls, forming steep peaks.

In addition, the optical sensor also transmitted similar records.

Tang Lingwu flipped through the records and began to transmit messages to Zheng Fa.

"When you were explaining the Scarlet Sky Jade Book, the Fusang tree was most active and its changes were most regular."

In the lecture hall, Zheng Fa nodded slightly.

This is in line with the expectation.

After all, the Fusang tree is closely connected with the Haori Mountain, and the "Chixiao Jade Book" is the most fundamental practice of the Haori Mountain.

It has some reaction to it, which is perfectly normal.

"Also, if you practice Yang-type techniques, especially fire techniques, it will also react."

This is not surprising.

The Fusang tree is a very yang spiritual root and is good at fire magic.

Zheng Fa felt somewhat disappointed - it wasn't that there were no results, but at first glance, these results seemed to be of little help in fusing the Fuso wood.

Then, Tang Lingwu's voice transmission seemed a little puzzled: "Besides this, there is another very strange phenomenon."

"What?"

"It seems to react more strongly to a few words than any other."

"How many words?"

Zheng Fa's spirits perked up, and he quickly asked, "What word?"

"land."

"land……"

Zheng Fa frowned. Is this related to Lu Yao?

"Nine."

"Nine……"

"Yao."

"Yao?"

Zheng Fa paused, looked at Fusang Mu, and suddenly said, "Jiuyaotian."

"The Fusang tree reacted. No, it reacted very strongly!"

In the voice transmission, Tang Lingwu's voice was very excited.

"I saw it."

Beside Zheng Fa, the hibiscus tree suddenly shone brightly, its branches swaying and shooting upward, almost breaking through the roof of the lecture hall, as if it was about to fly away.

(End of this chapter)