Chapter 86 Gravity Spell (Part 2)
Opening the book "The Birth of the Gravity Spell", the author is a man named Zhang Heng.
After reading the introduction, I found that Zhang Heng is the founder of the gravity spell, the great-grandson of Zhang Zhong.
It details the glorious deeds of his great-grandfather Zhang Zhong who studied the gravity spell throughout his life and finally achieved enlightenment in his later years.
What shocked Zhuo Bufan was that Zhang Zhong suddenly realized the gravity spell when he jumped off a cliff in despair.
This is simply...
The spirit of sacrifice for the truth also made Zhuo Bufan a little emotional.
It also said that after Zhang Zhong jumped off the cliff, during his free fall, his soul suddenly realized the true meaning of gravity, and imprinted him with a brand new spell that had never been seen in books.
The gravity spell was born.
When a person is about to die, he will be enlightened and his thoughts will be clear. Many things will be figured out at that time, and many doubts will be answered at that time.
Zhang Zhong's method of understanding the gravity spell is also named the cliff jumping method!
This is not a joke, but it is really written in the book.
The method of jumping off a cliff to comprehend is actually the method of death comprehension. It is a way of comprehension that many spells have.
The process of experiencing death is often the process in which the soul is the most powerful and the thoughts are the most clear.
As a result, many people try to jump off a cliff to comprehend the gravity spell. I don’t know how many people die every year.
However, in order to seek truth and power, these people still go forward one after another.
Facts have proved that the success rate of jumping off a cliff to comprehend is about 50%.
"Jumping off a cliff to comprehend the method? Do you want to try it?"
For some reason, Zhuo Bufan had such a suicidal thought in his mind.
With the archive door, he is now more and more unscrupulous. He doesn't take his life as life at all.
"Why do I have such a suicidal thought? No, no!"
Zhuo Bufan shook his head and decided to rely on his knowledge to comprehend the true meaning of gravity in this world.
Suicidal is just a bad idea!
The so-called gravity is the weight of the object itself.
And the cause of this weight is the gravitational force of the celestial body and the downward inertial force.
Zhuo Bufan believes that this so-called world of immortal cultivation is just a magical celestial body. There are countless galaxies and lives outside this starry sky.
Zhuo Bufan sat in front of the desk and picked up a sharpened charcoal pencil. The writing tools in this world are not only brushes, charcoal pencils are one of them.
"Chou Bufan, what are you doing?"
At this time, Xiaomei came out of the contract seal and saw Zhuo Bufan picked up the charcoal pencil and wrote on the paper: G=mg.
In her opinion, what Zhuo Bufan wrote was completely a heavenly book.
"I'm practicing, don't disturb me. Be good and make wine for me." Zhuo Bufan glanced at Xiaomei and said.
"Tsk, still practicing? With your appearance, you can't be my opponent even if you practice for 800 years."
"Don't be complacent. In less than 8 years, I will let you know how awesome I am."
After Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, he ignored Xiaomei and started writing, looking at the formulas he wrote very carefully.
Zhuo Bufan used physical formulas to strengthen his understanding of gravity.
Unconsciously, his soul began to react!
"Lan Miaoren said that when you comprehend the dazzling spell, you should constantly imagine that light is a kind of power. Is this similar to self-hypnosis, or does it allow your soul to receive this signal, thereby opening the door to truth and imprinting the power of the spell in your soul?"
Zhuo Bufan recalled the feeling when he comprehended the dazzling spell. That feeling was like opening a door. In the door, a mysterious spell was imprinted in his soul.
He regarded this process as the embodiment of the world's will.
It means that when the world finds that you have comprehended a certain truth, it will give you the power of this truth.
Zhuo Bufan's idea is absurd, or pseudo-scientific.
Because he regards the world as an existence with self-will. And as a person who believes in science, how can he believe in theology?
Not to mention, the great scientist Newton is actually an unwavering believer in theology, and he has devoted his life to studying the existence of God.
Zhuo Bufan found that his current behavior is more or less similar to Newton.
"Some people say that the apple that hit Newton was done by God. Is there really a manifestation of the will of the world in the dark?"
"The will of the world made him discover gravity, which caused a big explosion in the history of mechanics."
"If Lao Niu came to this world, would he become a great man?"
Zhuo Bufan's thoughts became more and more crooked, but his soul, unintentionally, began to communicate with the mysterious power again.
"Gravity, gravity, in the final analysis, is a kind of force. Force is the interaction between objects. If light is a kind of force, then force must also be a kind of force."
"The force here refers to the power of will..."
Zhuo Bufan closed his eyes silently, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.
He suddenly felt that his buttocks on the stool were getting heavier and heavier. His whole body was getting heavier and heavier.
The feeling was extremely clear, as if there was a huge pressure on him.
It made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles, and he was exhausted. He even felt that his body was quietly stuck to the stool.
Suddenly, his soul once again communicated with the magical door.
This time, Zhuo Bufan clearly felt that his soul was like opening a door of truth, and the truth about gravity rolled in his mind.
Then, a strange spell flew out from the world of truth and was deeply imprinted in his soul. The image of the spell was like an inverted triangle. It was printed next to the dazzling spell.
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Xiaomei held the wine gourd and sat on the bed beside her, chewing the plum blossoms she had opened, and then stared at Zhuo Bufan's face blankly.
The sun sprinkled from the windowsill behind the desk in front of Zhuo Bufan, shining on Xiaomei's careless face.
"What is he doing?" Xiaomei didn't know what Zhuo Bufan was doing, so she felt that this quiet feeling seemed a little unusual.
"That little girl named Butterfly is a little bit unusual, should I tell Chou Bufan?" Xiaomei thought while pouring the chewed plum saliva into the wine gourd.
Just when she seemed bored, suddenly...
Bang!
Zhuo Bufan, who had closed his eyes and was lost in thought, suddenly had the wooden stool under his buttocks shattered with a bang.
He sat down on the ground with a bang.
"Ouch!"
Zhuo Bufan was thrown upside down and got up from the ground with difficulty.
Looking at Xiaomei next to him, she was completely dumbfounded!
"What's wrong with you?" Zhuo Bufan looked at Xiaomei, who looked at him with a confused face.
After a moment of silence, Xiaomei screamed.
"Scare me to death, you bastard!" Xiaomei raised her little fist and smashed it towards Zhuo Bufan.
This punch made Zhuo Bufan scream, but he himself did not move at all.
"Huh? You didn't move?" Aunt Xiaomei looked at Zhuo Bufan in surprise.
After hearing this, Zhuo Bufan smiled and replied: "Hehe, I have made the gravity spell!"
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Sorry everyone for not adding more on Double Eleven! The author has already cut off his hands, and this chapter was coded with his toes.