Chapter 126: Late-night secret meeting, open communication
The bright moon hangs high.
The night before the finals suddenly became quiet, no longer as lively and bustling as before, yet it was so fascinating that it was difficult to fall asleep.
"call!"
Zhang Mingdao sat cross-legged on the bed, exhaled a breath of bloody black air, slowly opened his eyes, with a restrained glow, just like an ordinary person.
All serious illnesses are gone!
He examined his body carefully and smiled with satisfaction.
The human body has 206 bones and 639 muscles.
He could feel the strength of every bone and every muscle, could feel the blood flowing in his vessels, and the innate qi circulating throughout his body.
The best way to describe it in words is the word "transparency" mentioned in the Nine Apertures and Six Roots Internal Refining Method.
The inside and outside are transparent, and the life skills are greatly accomplished!
but.
Although there has been progress in sexual cultivation, it still cannot cover up the confusion about the future.
Zhang Mingdao acquired many of the Eight Wonders, and he had the idea of cracking the secrets of the immortals.
All things are connected.
There must be some secret connection between the eight unique skills.
pity.
The more he looked, the more he felt he was dealing with entirely different territory.
It was as if there was an invisible wall that restricted the direction of every field.
“It’s a long road ahead!”
Zhang Mingdao suddenly remembered his past life and couldn't help but sigh.
Ok?
He had no time to reminisce about the passing of time and his eyes turned towards the gate of the courtyard.
at the same time.
There was a knock at the door.
Zhang Mingdao asked, "Dean Isaac, what's the matter with you coming here so late at night?"
Isaac Taber walked in uninvited and said with a smile, "I heard that the best descendants of Longhu Mountain were participating in the finals. I wanted to see them tomorrow, but I didn't see your name on the list, so I had to visit late at night."
have to say.
Foreigners speak Chinese really well.
Zhang Mingdao was puzzled: "Zhang Lingyu is the most outstanding successor of the old Heavenly Master. What does the dean want me to do?"
"comminicate?"
Isaac Taber smiled particularly cunningly: "My friend, you launched a sneak attack in the forest just to see the magic of our school, right?"
While talking.
He stretched out his wand and pointed it toward the courtyard.
The invisible force spread rapidly, attaching itself to the walls of the courtyard with the help of the bluestone ground.
"what?"
Zhang Mingdao snapped his fingers and a flash of lightning shot towards the door.
The lightning seemed to hit a thin film and turned into a night spark and went out.
"interesting."
He clapped his hands in praise.
After Dean Isaac performed the spell.
The courtyard is covered with a layer of array, which changes the physical properties of the wall structure and forms a liquid-like tension membrane around it. It not only intercepts the waves formed by vibrations, but also disperses the impact to every part of the tension membrane, including the ground.
It truly became a secret room where no one could hear you even if you screamed at the top of your lungs.
of course.
The tension membrane is mainly composed of the material of the courtyard itself, without much Qi component, and its strength is relatively limited.
At most, it can trap a target of Zhang Lingyu’s level for three to five minutes.
He knew that Dean Isaac's gesture was both a demonstration and a form of communication.
Zhang Mingdao pondered for a moment and chuckled, "I can't even begin to catch up with the dean in terms of his research on external substances, but when it comes to honing one's own abilities, I am confident that I am better than him."
He raised his foot and stomped hard.
Black lightning exploded.
A tsunami-like shock wave swept through the courtyard, easily shattering the magic circle cast by Isaac Taber.
The tension membrane made a "pop" sound and burst like a bubble.
Isaac Taber continued to smile.
Zhang Mingdao poked the bluestone bricks on the ground with his toes and frowned slightly.
Bluestone bricks are slightly elastic, tough and difficult to damage. They don't feel like stone, but more like a piece of hard rubber.
He has ruled out the effect of Qi.
But the material properties of bluestone bricks have been completely reversed, turning them into something else entirely.
He couldn't help but think of a legendary skill.
Midas touch!
Zhang Mingdao bowed and asked, "Dean Isaac, how did you do it? Please teach me." "It's not like I can teach you."
Isaac Taber smiled and said, "It's nothing more than an exchange. I am also deeply impressed by your body-building skills."
"To tell you the truth."
"I know of countless magic schools that have transformed themselves, but none of them can retain their original appearance while gaining such powerful physical strength. It's really something that people yearn for."
He was well aware of the flaws of the school of magic.
Disadvantageous at close range.
The school of magic has been developing for thousands of years.
We have indeed figured out quite a few ways to make up for the shortcomings.
The students of Flamel School of Magic possess a unique repulsion technique that can instantly expel matter within several meters around them. They can also instantly create a shield formed by various elements, which, together with the magician's keen insight, can block the enemy and cast spells and fight calmly.
But a defect is a defect. It will not disappear just because of improvements. It will only remain like a hidden mine buried underground.
Facing a killer as skilled in assassination as the Old Man in the Mountains.
Hidden mines could explode at any time.
The young Taoist priest in front of him was not very old, but he had such extraordinary strength, which was enough to show that he had mastered a top-notch body-building method.
If magicians can learn this, their survival rate when encountering enemies will be greatly improved.
When Zhang Mingdao heard Isaac Taber's purpose, he immediately agreed.
He had originally been looking for an opportunity to make the method public and spread it to others. It was not a problem to teach others in advance, so he directly revealed the secret of the body refining technique: "Visualize the cells."
Dean Isaac said suspiciously, "Our great knights in the West have long noticed the existence of cells and have used meditation, drug injections and other means to strengthen cells, but they are far from being as strong as you are. Is it because of the difference in physique?"
Zhang Mingdao shook his head: "You can't grow cells by inducing them to grow. After meditation, you need to use the Qi modulated by internal cultivation to grow them... Dean, you are good at Chinese, you should be able to tell the difference between cultivation and inducing them to grow."
He moved Qi in his palms and demonstrated the details: "Visualization, and then inner cultivation is needed. Use appropriate rituals to modulate Qi, and use Qi to nourish all cells in the body. The more similar the modulated Qi is to the innate true Qi, the easier it is to succeed. The slower the speed, the easier it is to fail."
More details.
He didn't say.
He just smiled and looked at Isaac Taber.
"I see!"
Dean Isaac suddenly realized: "There is an old Chinese saying, 'True transmission can be conveyed in one sentence, false transmission can be conveyed in ten thousand books'! Our magic school has always liked to use external objects to strengthen itself, but this has neglected the essence and caused us to miss the real opportunity."
but.
There are hundreds of schools of magic in the West, and similar attempts must have been made over the past thousands of years, but no corresponding results have been achieved.
This shows that there is a corresponding threshold to practice this.
If you want the Taoist priest to speak, you have to exchange something first.
Dean Isaac smiled and asked, "My friend, do you think this bluestone brick is a material?"
Zhang Mingdao was confused and said, "Yes."
Isaac asked again, "Is light matter?"
Zhang Mingdao thought for a while and replied, "Yes, light is composed of elementary particles and has a tiny mass, so it should be matter."
"Light has the dual nature of wave and particle. Particles are matter, but are waves matter? How about sound waves, mechanical waves, and electromagnetic waves?"
Zhang Mingdao pondered for a long time and shook his head, "I don't know."
"I do not know either."
Isaac spread his hands and explained, "For a long time, waves were considered a way of transmitting energy, not energy itself, and certainly not a substance. But there is a new conjecture in academia that waves are matter, but there is no concrete proof yet."
"Let's assume that the conjecture is correct and draw a more interesting conclusion from it. The paper figures that exist in the virtual network are composed of electrical and optical signals. Are they also some kind of material in reality?"
“I believe the answer is YES!”
"So...matter can be energy, light, waves, signals in a virtual network, or a piece of information discussed among a crowd."
He moved his magic wand slightly, pointed at the blue bricks floating in the air, and said firmly: "It is matter, but also a collection of waves, a collection of nearly infinite information."
Zhang Mingdao was confused.
He comprehended the Eight Great Skills and felt that there was no way to immortality. Then, after listening to Isaac Taber's unorthodox theories, he had the illusion that the way to immortality was even simpler.
"Bluestone bricks, are they a kind of wave similar to sound waves?"
He took the bluestone brick, felt its solid feel, squeezed it hard, and crushed the brick into powder.
The powder fell down.
"How can matter be a wave!"
"Are we the same as the paper figures in the painting?"
Zhang Mingdao found it hard to imagine.
Something so real, tangible and concrete is essentially an aggregation of intangible things!
"Inference, unconfirmed conjecture."
Isaac Taber expressed his understanding: "I thought so in my early years, but one day I suddenly felt it was right."
"That was the day my alchemy entered a new realm."
“The perspective has changed.”
“The world has changed.”
He whispered, "This is the essence of the transformation of material properties."
(End of this chapter)