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Chapter 164 Temple Aura
The temple becomes much quieter during the day.

Only a few people working three shifts or taking time off have time to burn incense, contributing very little to the temple's popularity.

brush……

A dilapidated van with peeling paint was parked in the temple parking lot.

The car door opened, revealing a luxurious interior with creamy white leather upholstery, walnut wood trim, and glossy metal accents.

The man who climbed out of the luxurious back seat was dressed in a simple and low-key tracksuit. He had a fat head and big ears, and a large mole with hair next to his nose. He was Lu Renfeng, the former owner of Flying Fish Canned Food Factory!

He quickly closed the car door.

Looking around, he quickly walked into the temple.

The monk guarding the door clasped his hands together and bowed to him.

"Benefactor, the main hall is undergoing emergency repairs today, so incense cannot be offered."

Lu Renfeng answered casually.

"I'm here to pay the incense money."

He then went straight inside the door.

He knew the way well and made his way to the abbot's meditation room, then pushed the door open and went inside.

The abbot, who was making a phone call to the Buddha statue manufacturer behind his desk, shuddered. Just as he was about to get angry, he saw Lu Renfeng arrive, immediately hung up the phone, and stood up with a smile to greet him.

"Boss, you've arrived?"

"Please wait a moment, I'll get the goods for you right away."

Lu Renfeng didn't stand on ceremony and sat down behind the desk, crossing his legs.

"hurry up."

He curled his lip when he saw the Flying Fish brand canned meat on the abbot's table.

"You're a monk, and you eat meat?"

The abbot took the goods from the cabinet while smiling obsequiously.

"I eat a little bit occasionally."

"hey-hey."

Lu Renfeng recalled the news he had heard recently: after he got rid of the Flying Fish Cannery, it was actually getting better and better, which was really strange.

But he has no regrets whatsoever.

Dealing with spiritual energy these days is a bit tiring, but the amount of money involved is much larger, and it's much more exciting!

And their status has also risen!

This old abbot might not care about a cannery manager, but he would have to be extremely respectful to Lu Renfeng.

"hey-hey."

With a silly grin on his face, he reached out and took the glass bottle handed to him by the old abbot.

He glanced at it a few times, and was about to put it in his pocket when suddenly a hand that appeared out of nowhere grabbed his wrist.

"Ok?"

Lu Renfeng shuddered and looked up to see an unfamiliar middle-aged man standing by the desk, wearing a celestial official's hat, also examining the bottle of corpse tears.

……

Inside the Qidan workshop.

Diao Baibai, Diao Heihei, and a few others, having finished their morning work, were leaning over the boss's desk, watching him study the new wisp of spiritual energy.

"Found it in a temple?"
"I haven't heard anything about anything happening at the temple."

A tiny wisp of spiritual energy danced and tumbled in Wu Yun's palm, like a nimble fish.

In fact, it's not just temples.

In Donghu City, only major incidents happen, not minor ones.

Ordinary minor officials and petty thieves dare not come to Donghu, so the public security in Donghu is usually very good and stable, and there have been no murder cases recently.

Wu Yun stared at the spiritual energy for a long time, squinting his eyes, and found a special symbol on this wisp of spiritual energy.

The symbols are simple and archaic, seemingly naturally formed, yet also resembling human creations.

"It looks like...like a temple?"

"Is it really spiritual energy produced by the temple?"

……

Lu Renfeng knew how to deal with the celestial officials, so he didn't waste any words and immediately stood up and knelt down with a "plop".

"Sir, what are your orders?"

The old abbot looked at Lu Renfeng, and without caring about the surprise of having another person in the house, he followed suit and knelt down with a "plop".

"My lord, you may also give me your orders."

The middle-aged celestial official held the glass bottle, glanced at the corpse tears inside, and sat down in a chair.

"How long did it take to accumulate this?"

"Sir, it's been more than half a month."

The middle-aged celestial official nodded.

More than half a month, two wisps of spiritual energy... the output is just average. But considering that this temple in Donghu City has only recently become popular, the output may increase in the future.

"Who gave you permission to collect this stuff?"

The old abbot looked at Lu Renfeng.

Lu Renfeng spoke, his voice trembling.

"It's...it's the Spirit Investing Office, the head of the Spirit Investing Office. We're doing this for him..."

Strictly speaking, his relationship with the Investor General's Office was purely transactional.

But bringing out the Spirit Investing Office at this moment was in the hope that this middle-aged celestial official would give the Spirit Investing Office some face.

But then the middle-aged celestial official let out a sneer.

"Okay, I understand."

"From now on, we don't need to use spiritual energy for spiritual projection anymore."

"Such high-level spiritual energy is being used as fertilizer for peach trees; it's a terrible waste."

"Keep your spiritual energy safe. I will come to collect it from time to time."

The old abbot was filled with doubt and surprise.

He doesn't mind who he sells things to... but this middle-aged celestial official doesn't seem like he's willing to pay!
Lu Renfeng also looked embarrassed.

"Sir, we will obey your orders."

"But what if the chief asks us?"

The middle-aged celestial official put the glass bottle in his pocket, stood up, and left, leaving behind a single sentence.

“Tell him that the temple’s spiritual energy has been requested by the Supreme Master.”

Lu Renfeng knelt on the ground and didn't dare to get up for a while. Only after he was sure that the celestial official was far away did he get up again.

Temple spiritual energy?

Taishang Xingxing?

He memorized those two words.

……

"Oh?

"It seems there is a way."

Wu Yun walked with his hands behind his back on the surface of the giant black cloud, observing the spirit-gathering array as he went.

The rotating secretary, Diao Fangfang, followed behind her boss, carrying a notebook and pen in her arms.

Everyone knows that when the boss is observing the formation, he often writes and draws on paper and pen!

"...In principle, if only a certain special spiritual energy is gathered, the suction force generated can be even greater."

"However, the complexity of the spirit gathering array will also be higher."

While muttering to himself, he tentatively arranged a few spirit-detecting sticks and a few spirit-guiding sailfish to observe their spirit-gathering effect...

After thinking for a long time, he simply turned around, asked Diao Fangfang for a notebook, and began to scribble and draw.

Before long, he drew the prototype of a new, small spirit-gathering array.

"This formation can amplify the attraction of resonance."

"By injecting enough fish spirit energy into the formation, we can attract fish spirit energy from the outside."

The man standing next to her, Diao Fangfang, stared at the boss with wide eyes and a face full of admiration.

"Ouch!"

The boss is indeed an expert in formations!
"Presumably, those promoted garrison commanders in the Immortal Dynasty also designed the new spirit-gathering array in this way?"

"hey-hey."

Wu Yun chuckled.

After pondering for a long time, he quickly wrote down a set of equations for several important parameters of the Spirit Gathering Array.

"Solving this system of equations will allow us to determine the parameters and the shape of the curve."

"Once the parameters and curve shape are clear, a small spirit-gathering array can be created to specifically gather the fish's spiritual energy."

Sure enough, designing a special spirit-gathering array isn't too difficult; mathematics can solve the problem!
But he looked at the strange set of equations and frowned.

"What the hell is this called?"
"Analytical geometry equations? Transcendental equations? And calculus?"

"How do you solve it?"

Mathematics can solve this problem.

But he couldn't solve the math problems.

He took out his phone from his pocket and sent a message to Helanqi.

We're holding another math competition.

Can't solve math problems?

Then let's try a different approach.

(End of this chapter)