Chapter 92 The next day, rain
The next morning, there was a thunder in the sky, like a dragon roaring!
Boom!
Thunder and lightning rolled, and there were thousands of miles of demonic clouds. Above the sky, ****!
Zhuo Bufan stared blankly at the rain and wind outside the window, and the whole person was confused.
"God, what is this operation? Is it intentional!"
Zhuo Bufan was still planning to enter the sun today no matter what. As a result, God seemed to be saying to him, want to enter the sun? There is no way.
Looking at the heavy rain outside the window, Zhuo Bufan told himself to be calm, to be calm.
He wrote the paper for half a day, and the more he wrote, the more impetuous he became, just like the weather outside, which made people very unhappy.
"Zhuo Bufan, be calm, wait another day, it will be fine tomorrow, finish the paper first."
Zhuo Bufan hypnotized himself with words, for him, there was still enough time.
Lan Miaoren and Shanghangdao are now just verifying the process of light fluctuation. For them, the definition that light is composed of photons is deeply rooted in their minds.
It was difficult for them to accept the concept that light was a wave in their souls.
In their view, light was either a particle or a wave. If they admitted that light was a wave, they would have to deny that light was composed of photons.
However, the conclusion drawn by the sages after thousands of years of argumentation and countless practices could not be wrong.
In a short period of time, they would not believe the seemingly contradictory concept that light was both a particle and a wave.
However, with continuous practice, they would suddenly realize it one day. Before they suddenly realized it, Zhuo Bufan had enough time to improve his soul to the third level.
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Bang!
There was a loud noise in the room of the master of Fubao. It should be the sound of a metal object being smashed on the ground.
"Impossible, impossible! I can't deny the photon theory, I can't deny it."
Shang Xingdao sat in a chair with his head drooped, looking very lost.
In front of him was the double-slit interference experimental device that Lan Miaoren brought.
Shang Xingdao was studying the wave of light. The more he experimented with double-slit interference, the more he felt that light might be a wave.
However, he could not completely deny the photon theory of light. Because he could not deny this conclusion, he could not completely accept the light wave theory in his soul.
"I want to take another look at what that kid wrote."
Shang Xingdao, who had been lowering his head, suddenly had a gleam of light in his eyes, and his face showed an extremely eager look.
Shang Xingdao was sitting up, leaning on the wooden stick with his right hand, and after maintaining this posture, he slowly shouted.
"Soul, leave the body!"
Then, a soul floated out from Shang Xingdao. That soul looked exactly like him, with facial features and clothes, like a clone of him.
This is the soul after entering the sun.
Shang Xingdao's soul slowly floated above his body, stretched out his hand, put two fingers together on his mouth, and then silently chanted: "God hide!"
The God Hide spell, a soul spell that can be used by the fourth-level soul.
The only function of this spell is to make one's soul invisible, not only in terms of appearance, but also in terms of breath. No trace will be left.
Many people who have learned the invisibility spell will cast it on their souls as soon as they die. In this way, they can often escape.
So this is a very important spell among the soul spells. It is not surprising that Shang Xingdao, as the master of the talisman fortress, has mastered this spell.
After Shang Xingdao cast a invisibility spell on himself, his soul completely disappeared in the air.
Then, his soul flew out of his room and began to fly towards the apprentice dormitory.
The fourth level of the soul is the wandering of the soul.
No matter day or night, the soul wanders in the world and the sky.
The only purpose of Shang Xingdao's wandering was to go to Zhuo Bufan's room and secretly observe the paper written by Zhuo Bufan.
In fact, he went to the apprentice dormitory yesterday just to find Zhuo Bufan, but Zhuo Bufan was not there. He sneaked into the room and saw that Zhuo Bufan had written one-fifth of the paper.
Although he had only written one-fifth, it was like a treasure to Shang Xingdao.
The things written in Zhuo Bufan's paper suddenly made him understand the things he couldn't figure out.
So Shang Xingdao left that sentence to Zhuo Bufan.
"We laugh at people with yellow mouths and children, and heroes have always been young since ancient times."
Shang Xingdao really admired Zhuo Bufan. At such a young age, he was able to write such a profound paper.
Shang Xingdao knew that his behavior was plagiarizing other people's research results.
But he couldn't care so much anymore. He had never been so eager to discover the unknown spell.
His only pursuit in his life was to discover a brand new spell and then achieve the position of a respected person.
But he struggled for most of his life, but got nothing.
He had given up completely, but at this time, his students brought him hope.
Shang Xingdao knew that this was the moment when he was closest to his dream in his life.
So even if it was plagiarism, he didn't care.
He wandered to Zhuo Bufan's room and saw Zhuo Bufan writing furiously.
Shang Xingdao floated above Zhuo Bufan's head, watching every word, every sentence, every figure, every case, and every conclusion he wrote.
Thinking about that scene, it felt a little creepy.
In fact, Zhuo Bufan did find that his back was cold, and he always felt like someone was staring at him.
Because Zhuo Bufan didn't know the existence of the Shenyin Talisman, and he didn't expect Shang Xingdao to use such a despicable means to steal his achievements.
So he just felt that the weather was a bit cold, closed the window, took out a talisman lamp and placed it on the table, shining it in front of him like a desk lamp, and continued to write the paper in his hand.
"It's incredible, it's incredible. This boy, how did he know so many conclusions? His research is simply shocking."
"It's incredible. If this article is published, it will definitely cause a shock to the Talisman Temple and even the entire cultivation world."
"Wonderful, wonderful, so that's the case. I seem to be able to feel that the unknown and mysterious talisman is calling me."
"I'm about to succeed. I will become a great talisman master who will be remembered in history."
Looking at the paper written by Zhuo Bufan, Shang Xingdao became more and more excited and excited.
He believed that as long as he watched Zhuo Bufan finish writing the paper, he would be able to comprehend the unknown and mysterious spell.
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Knock, knock, knock!
"Teacher, are you there?"
Knock, knock, knock!
Lan Miaoren had made new discoveries in her research and wanted to find Shang Xingdao for answers. However, when she knocked on the door for a while, there was no response.
However, the door creaked and slowly opened by itself.
Lan Miaoren saw Shang Xingdao sitting on the chair through the crack in the door.
"Teacher, you are here!" She saw this and walked into the room.
However, when she entered the room, she saw Shang Xingdao sitting there, motionless.
Lan Miaoren frowned when she saw this scene.
"Wandering away, teacher, where have you been?"
Lan Miaoren was so smart that she immediately thought of Zhuo Bufan and the paper she saw.
In fact, she went to Zhuo Bufan's room yesterday and left suddenly, not because she saw Zhuo Bufan's paper, but because she felt the breath left by Shang Xingdao in Zhuo Bufan's room.
The breath was very weak, and Zhuo Bufan's spiritual cultivation could not feel it. But she could detect something.
She was very sure that Shang Xingdao had been to Zhuo Bufan's room, and had seen the paper.
With this connection, Lan Miaoren almost guessed where Shang Xingdao's destination was.
Thinking of this, Lan Miaoren couldn't help but panic.
She turned around quickly and prepared to leave.
At this moment, Shang Xingdao's voice suddenly came from behind.
"Miaoren, are you looking for me?"
Lan Miaoren turned back and looked at Shang Xingdao. On Shang Xingdao's face, she saw a different grin.
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Ah, I'm getting nervous while writing. I'm asking for a recommendation.