Cultivation: I Have Studied Abroad in the Modern World

Nowadays, with the changes in the cultivation technique, Zheng Fa has become quite proficient.

However, the second layer has yet to be perfected. The most important reason is his lack of comprehensive knowledge in various physical and chemical theories, and his superficial understanding of modern science.

Now, with the help of the Fusang Wood Dao Fruit, Zheng Fa began lecturing on physics...

Whether it's understood or not, it doesn't matter!

After all, there's nothing wrong with speaking correctly.

If he talks incorrectly or overlooks some details, these scholars will naturally contemplate or even refute him.

These dozens of renowned domestic scholars are here, almost as if they are simultaneously instructing and correcting Zheng Fa—the problem is, this knowledge is directly filling his mind.

It's a bit like Zheng Fa standing in front of these academic giants, knocking on their foreheads, and saying: "Your knowledge of physics is pretty good, it's mine now."

...

Several days later, with the dawn's first light, the air on Rainbow Mountain carried a hint of moisture.

Cheng Yun and Professor Wang walked along the mountain path, their faces a bit weary.

Group Leader Yang came up from behind them, passing by with a smile, "Why do all of you look so tired?"

"Which group?"

"Those who are kept by the Dean for private lessons every day!" Group Leader Yang's tone was full of envy, "Tang Mudao told me earlier, the Dean has a preference for scientific research, now I truly understand!"

Cheng Yun was speechless, just exchanged a glance with his mentor, feeling exhausted, and sighed together.

Seeing this, Group Leader Yang naturally didn't understand: "Why? Are the Dean's private lessons too profound? Hard to follow?"

"Didn't you know?"

"Know what?"

"Has no one told you?"

"Told me what?"

Professor Wang nodded, glanced at Cheng Yun, understanding in his heart: in a retirement home, one must have some discernment, and understand the principle of respecting the Venerable!

Is the Dean's private lesson too profound?

It's too shallow.

Every night, staying in the Preaching Hall, they dare not leave, nor sleep, just listening to Dean Zheng lecturing on physics and chemistry.

You can't say the Dean's teaching is bad, on the contrary, they all have a consensus that the Dean is progressing rapidly.

The problem is, they don't want to listen!

These things are far less attractive to them than cultivation, especially as much of the knowledge they already know.

Professor Wang thought of this and suddenly muttered, "The pursuit of the Dao is difficult..."

Cheng Yun heard this, nodding heavily.

Group Leader Yang turned to scrutinize them for a long time, finally shaking his head and walking away slowly, seemingly unable to understand the teacher and student duo.

Seeing her walk away, Cheng Yun quietly said:

"Boss, why do you think the Dean does this?"

"How would I know?"

"Guess?"

"Probably passion." Professor Wang thought for a moment and actually said so.

Cheng Yun was stunned, surprised, "Passion?"

"I heard, the Dean once wanted to study physics at Beijing University."

Cheng Yun started to understand: "Boss, you mean, the Dean dreams of being a physics professor? Just cosplaying..."

"Hmm."

"What's so great about physics? I love cultivation!"

Cheng Yun muttered, and Professor Wang also shook his head, appearing to not understand Zheng Fa's mindset either.

Five minutes to six, the two arrived at the Preaching Hall.

The Preaching Hall was already filled with listeners.

"The last day..."

As soon as he sat down, Professor Wang sighed softly, somewhat wistful.

Hearing this, Cheng Yun also felt a bit reluctant, though listening to the Dean's lectures on physics and such was mentally exhausting, through this period of listening, their foundational theories in cultivation were solidified greatly.

The gains were significant.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yun couldn't help but feel grateful towards Zheng Fa, feeling that his previous muttering about the Dean was a bit unwarranted—the Dean loves cosplaying, so let him cosplay, they should just cooperate!

"Where is the Dean?"

Thinking this, Cheng Yun looked forward and noticed that Zheng Fa, who was never late, had not arrived today.

"Was something delaying him?"

Professor Wang also wondered aloud.

In the Preaching Hall, everyone noticed the anomaly and began whispering among themselves.

Cheng Yun, like the others, glanced towards the entrance, searching for Zheng Fa's figure.

It was ten past six, and Zheng Fa had yet to show up.

Cheng Yun knew Zheng Fa was not one to be tardy, and at this moment, he couldn't help but worry a bit.

But suddenly, he felt something was off—the door of the Preaching Hall was moving!

"Is it an earthquake?"

Cheng Yun looked up in confusion and actually saw the two-story Preaching Hall, covering over three thousand square feet, slowly rise and rapidly change shape in the air.

Beams turned into limbs, bricks and tiles transformed into garments, the massive Preaching Hall became a person!

"Dean!"

Watching Zheng Fa stand in mid-air, feeling the mountain breeze filled with the fresh scent of grass and wood, everyone was both astonished and amazed.

"An illusion technique?"

Even Old Man Bai in the front row seemed unaware of the truth, jumping up and looking around.

"No." Zheng Fa smiled, landing in front of them, "It's a Transformation Technique."

Old Man Bai's curly hair shook, and remembered something: "Heavenly Spirit and Earthly Fiend Transformation? Was that house you transformed?"

Zheng Fa nodded lightly and said, "Only now can I consider my 'Heavenly Spirit and Earthly Fiend Transformation' as having reached a minor achievement."

Old Man Bai couldn't help but step forward, touching Zheng Fa's arm, his eyes full of curiosity: "I really didn't notice anything unusual about that Preaching Hall just now."

"Of course, the Transformation Technique is fundamentally different from an illusion technique." Zheng Fa explained, "Illusions mostly utilize light and hormones to disrupt biological perception."

This is very evident in the various secret techniques left by the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor.

"The Transformation Technique, in reality, is based on the physical laws of tangible existence."

"In a certain respect, it is real."

Cheng Yun, with his mouth open, looked at Zheng Fa, and had only one thought in mind—he really is a coser!