Chapter 147: Cultivation Genius
"Please come in." A deep voice said from inside the door.
Fang Zuo pushed the door open and walked in.
In the large office, a middle-aged man was sitting at his desk writing something.
"It's you, little monk." Fang Zuo laughed loudly.
The middle-aged man inside raised his head, looked at Fang Zuo in shock, and stood up: "Fang Fang."
"Why, you can't even remember his name?" Fang Zuo said with a smile, "Zhou Yuanyan."
Zhou Yuanyan walked over excitedly, looked Fang Zuo up and down, and punched Fang Zuo's chest with his hand.
Then he opened his big hands and gave me a tight hug.
"Why are you here? I heard that you have ascended to heaven."
"Failed," Fang Zuo smiled bitterly.
"What? Even you failed." Zhou Yuanyan was stunned for a long while before he sighed slowly: "Alas, it seems that my choice is still correct."
"Come on, sit down and talk."
Zhou Yuanyan pushed Fang Zuo to sit on the sofa and said, "I'll get you a pot of good tea. I can't even bear to drink it myself. It's the best Yunwujianjian. There's nowhere else to buy it."
"Okay, stop bragging." Fang Zuo raised his feet and casually sat on the sofa, looking around his office: "It's not like I didn't drink it during my time at Donglin Temple. I used this to rinse my mouth every day."
Various achievement medals are hung in this office, and a large cabinet is also filled with various achievements and honors.
"It seems that you are doing well in research." Fang Zuo nodded: "It's just that your cultivation level is so low."
"It's useless. It has been abandoned for a long time." Zhou Yuanyan walked over with tea.
He sighed and shook his head.
"After losing to you several times in a row, I knew I wasn't cut out for cultivation. Later, I studied and did research, which ruined my foundation."
"You can't say that. Not many people are as smart as you." Fang Zuo took a sip of the tea and pointed at Rong Yao in the cabinet. "You became a monk when you were young. Within a few years, you mastered Buddhism. Then you turned from Buddhism to Taoism. You recorded Taoist discs at Mount Longhu. Later, you went back to the secular world to study. You learned by analogy. Now you are so good at research."
"No, that's just in your eyes." Zhou Yuanyan sat aside and said with a wry smile: "In their eyes, I am a betrayer and a despiser."
"But they were right. They had high expectations of me. I failed them."
"I could have taken both paths, but I gave up both. Now I am like this, which is considered an achievement."
"What surprised me is that you actually failed. Which disaster have you not passed?"
“It’s hard to explain in a few words.” Fang Zuo shook his head: “I was defeated by the last thunder tribulation. It was endless and I could hardly see the end. In the end, my magic power was exhausted.”
"That shouldn't be the case." Zhou Yuanyan shook his head in surprise: "Didn't our ancestors record it in detail in the classics?"
"Yes, so I have been thinking, maybe something went wrong, or maybe my cultivation is just not good enough." Fang Zuo said.
"If your cultivation is not good enough, then there will be no more cultivators who can ascend, and this path should have been cut off long ago." Zhou Yuanyan said: "Logically I shouldn't think so, but seeing that you can't ascend, I am more determined about the path I have chosen."
"You are such a smart person, it's not wrong for you to choose this path." Fang Zuo stood up and walked to the cabinet, looking at the research results one by one: "However, the reason why I am lagging you further and further behind in cultivation is because you are too smart."
"People who are too smart think too much and have distractions. On the path of cultivation, countless paths have been paved by others. There is no need to be too smart."
"I understand this truth, so I quit early." Zhou Yuanyan stood up and walked to Fang Zuo, pointing at his achievements: "It's not so bad now, only these things allow me to stand in front of you and talk to you for a few words."
"Why are you here?" Fang Zuo said with a serious expression: "Did you do something to offend them?"
"Look at what you said." Zhou Yuanyan punched Fang Zuo's chest: "Can I do that? I won't hide it from you."
"I have no choice but to come here. The path I take requires research on the human body, which is not allowed by law there, although the United States and Japan also have laws regarding this kind of genetic modification."
"But, in these two countries, I can be more relaxed, at least I don't have any psychological burden."
"So that's how it is." Fang Zuo nodded.
The two chatted about some old things and sighed for a while.
Fang Zuo suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, you are familiar with Buddhist scriptures. I have something I want to ask you."
Fang Zuo recounted the story of how the Taoist and Buddhist sects in the island country could not receive incense and worship their gods.
"What do you think?"
"Is there such a thing?" Zhou Yuanyan was stunned: "You are more familiar with Taoism than I am, but I have only roughly studied most of the Buddhist scriptures. In ancient times, there were such things."
"This kind of incense can't enter the golden body, most of the time it means that Buddhism has given up on this place."
"Give up?" Fang Zuo frowned.
"Yes, logically speaking, we should not give up. I have been here for so many years and I am very familiar with this island country. There are definitely many devout Buddhists, second only to Shintoism." At this point, Zhou Yuanyan sneered: "You also know that the so-called faith in incense is the tribute to them. In the ancient four continents, there were also many countries that did not worship Buddha. Buddhism would send down various disasters to force them to believe in Buddhism."
"How could they give up now? There must be some other reason."
Fang Zuo repeated the story of the gradual enrichment of Japan's spiritual energy and what he had learned about the plane core, and then said:
"Could it be that the Buddhist and Taoist sects found that the things that happened here, even the core of the plane, were too dangerous and the consequences were too great, so they gave up the incense here?"
"Absolutely impossible." Zhou Yuanyan frowned and shook his head: "With the strength of Buddhism and Taoism, how could they be afraid of such a thing."
"You came here, I believe you have a general understanding of the realm and strength here. Although they are both gods and practitioners, there is a huge difference."
"In my early years, I did some research and study on the ancient books that are recorded now. After going abroad, I also looked through the historical records and religious texts of these countries. Unfortunately, most of them were fabricated by the descendants of these countries, and most of them were fake."
"The reason for the huge difference in strength is not only related to the time when the religion was established, but also has something to do with the four ancient continents."
"Of course, I have been away from the path of cultivation for too long, so my judgment may be a little biased. This is just my opinion, so you can take it as a reference. There is no need to listen to it."
Fang Zuo nodded and was about to speak when someone knocked on the door.
"Come in." Zhou Yuanyan said.
A young man in a white coat walked in and was stunned when he saw Fang Zuo.
Then he said, "Dr. Zhou, the seminar is about to begin, and everyone is waiting for you."
Zhou Yuanyan nodded and said to Fang Zuo apologetically: "Sorry, I have a very important meeting to attend. I have to leave. Let's meet again next time."
Then he took out the can of Yunwu tea and a business card from the freezer, stuffed them into Fang Zuo's hand, and said with a smile: "Here, it's a bargain for you. Remember to add my contact information. If you have any questions, just come here and find me."
Fang Zuo took it in his hand and patted Zhou Yuanyan on the shoulder: "Go, I'll come find you when I have time."
"You said it, it's so difficult to see you." Zhou Yuanyan smiled and nudged Fang Zuo with his shoulder, then hurried out the door.
Fang Zuo also followed him out the door. Seeing Zhou Yuanyan's departing back, he felt quite emotional.
A former genius in spiritual practice, now a top scientific researcher.
Unfortunately, his faith in Taoism was weak, so he gave up practicing.
But it’s better this way. With his intelligence and talent, perhaps he is more suitable for this path.
Zhou Yuanyan walked quickly into the elevator, put away the smile on his face, and closed his eyes to rest.
The young man next to "Dr. Zhou" was about to speak in a low voice.
Zhou Yuanyan opened his eyes and glared at him.
The young man immediately held back his words in panic.
After the two of them went down to the second floor below ground, they pressed the elevator buttons a few times.
The elevator began to sink again and stopped at the third floor below ground level, where there were no buttons or prompts.
Zhou Yuanyan walked out of the elevator and saw a huge alloy door in front of him.
After scanning my iris and pressing my fingerprints.
The huge alloy door opened and the two walked in. Inside was a large laboratory base.
Hundreds of researchers in white coats were walking back and forth busily, and their tables were filled with experimental equipment.
The huge alloy door closed again behind him.
"Have you got them all?" Zhou Yuanyan asked.
"Yes, I got them all." The young man nodded.
"Be smarter next time and don't talk where you shouldn't."
“I thought it was far away.”
"Idiot, I'm a little worried even here. You don't know how powerful that man is."
"I think he is Dr. Zhou's friend, so I..."
"Friend." Zhou Yuanyan's face became solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "He is my friend, but... so many years have passed."
"I have changed. What about him? How do I know if he has changed?"
Fang Zuo got off the elevator from the other side and walked out the door.
There was a surge of people on the roads on campus.
Students were leaving the hall one after another; it seemed that the lectures and forums were about to end.
"Fang Zuojun!" A clear voice called himself.
Fang Zuo turned around and saw a car stopped beside him. Minamikawa Keiko was sitting in the car, frowning and covering her arm.
"What happened to your arm?"
"Nothing. There were too many people signing autographs just now, and I felt like I got pricked by something." Minamikawa Keiko took her hand away, and there was a small red dot on her arm. "I'm a little worried. Let's go to the hospital for a checkup. When can you have dinner with me, so that I can thank you properly?"
"Let's talk about it later." Fang Zuo smiled.
"Why are you talking about that again?" Minamikawa Keiko shook her head and wanted to say something else.
A group of students were walking over from a distance and it looked like they were going to surround the car again, so the driver quickly drove away.
Keiko Minamikawa could only wave goodbye.
Sitting in the car, there was a look of frustration on the little face.
He picked up the phone and hesitated for a moment.
A blush appeared on her face as she output the information.
[Fang Zuojun, it’s me, I’m Nanchuan Jingzi, can I add your line? ]
After sending the message, he threw the phone aside and covered his face with his little hands.
This is the first time I have been so proactive in all these years.
Fang Zuo arrived at the underground garage of the University of Tokyo, and Shiraishi Nagimitsu was already waiting for him in the Lexus.
By the time Fang Zuo sat down, Shiraishi Nagimitsu couldn't wait to put his arms around Fang Zuo's neck and snuggle into his arms.
"Today's speech and forum were very successful. I didn't expect that I would be so popular among young people."
"Why aren't you speaking?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu looked up at Fang Zuo in surprise.
Fang Zuo frowned and saw a small red dot on Shiraishi Nagimitsu's arm.
Exactly the same as Minamikawa Keiko's.
(End of this chapter)
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