They traveled through time at the same time, but the villainous scientist

Chapter 363 Feng Baobao's Secret
Classical and futuristic, metaphysics and technology, are forcibly combined here.

Far from feeling out of place, it creates a breathtakingly magnificent atmosphere.

"What's this?"

Zhang Chulan's voice was dry, almost as if it were being squeezed out from deep in his throat.

This was the first time he had ever seen anything like it...

"Let me ask you a question: If a blind person wants to know what an elephant looks like, what should they do?"

Zhuge Qing did not answer directly, but instead asked a question in return.

The question came too suddenly and had nothing to do with the scene before him. Zhang Chulan's thoughts were forcibly pulled out of his shock, and he subconsciously followed the other party's logic.

"Then you still need to ask?"

"Of course, you touch it with your hands."

Without hesitation, Zhang Chulan replied that even elementary school students know the story of the blind men and the elephant.

"That's right, our hands are meant for doing things like this."

Zhuge Qing nodded, seemingly satisfied with the answer.

He paused, giving Zhang Chulan time to process what he had said, before continuing:
"If we compare that elephant to the Tao, or the primordial Qi, then we are not even as good as that blind man."

Because ordinary people cannot perceive or activate the primordial Qi.

Even we extraordinary beings can only indirectly drive our innate Qi through training…

Zhang Chulan's heart skipped a beat.

He was familiar with the term "primordial Qi".

"Therefore, we will cultivate ourselves and use various methods to gradually create a completely new set of 'sensory perceptions'."

Zhuge Qing's voice was steady and clear, with a strange penetrating power, breaking down those mysterious principles into a logical and clear structure.

"Take, for example, the Taoist internal alchemy method."

When water and fire interact, it is called the union of dragon and tiger.

When the vital energy between the kidneys surges upward to the heart, it creates a reversal of the natural order, known as the tiger entering the dragon's palace.

When the heart fluid descends to the kidneys, it is called "the dragon returning to the tiger's lair," which is a sign of the balance of water and fire.

Water and fire are in harmony, yin and yang interact, ultimately filling the void left by the trigram Kan (water) and restoring my original, innate state.

"This process sounds complicated, but in essence, it is to simulate the process of male and female yin and yang intercourse and conceive new life in one's own body."

The Yin and Yang energies converge in the lower dantian, forming the Golden Elixir, and ultimately nurture a body infinitely close to the 'Primordial Qi,' which is what Taoists often refer to as... the Yang Spirit.

Zhuge Qing's explanation came to an end, and only the hum of the instruments remained in the vast space.

Zhang Chulan's brain seemed to freeze as he struggled to process the information-packed words.

"Ah... isn't this... the Nascent Soul stage mentioned in cultivation novels?"

He scratched his head and finally found a comparable word from his meager knowledge base.

"That's right, that word is quite fitting."

Infants are the closest beings to the 'primordial Qi', pure and flawless.

Therefore, when one reaches a certain level of spiritual cultivation, the goal is to "return to one's innate state," allowing one's physical condition to return to that of an infant.

Zhuge Qing chuckled upon hearing this, and as he spoke, his gaze inadvertently swept over Feng Baobao, who was standing to the side.

Zhang Chulan followed his gaze and was suddenly startled.

At this moment, Feng Baobao was curiously studying the lines reflecting the light on the ground. Her expression was focused and pure. Her untainted appearance was the closest to the state of an "infant".

"But to achieve this goal in this way and create a complete sensory system is undoubtedly quite difficult, requiring a long time, exceptional talent, and an indispensable bit of luck."

Zhuge Qing's voice pulled Zhang Chulan back to reality.

"However, the 'Dual-Handed Technique,' one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills, takes a different approach."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuge Qing slowly raised his hands.

A dark blue flame ignited in his left palm, while a crimson light rose from his right palm.

Two distinct forces flowed through his palm, eventually converging. The red and blue colors, like two fish swimming head to tail, formed a slowly rotating Tai Chi symbol.

"Eight Wonderful Skills?!!"

Zhang Chulan stared blankly at Zhuge Qing. When did this guy acquire one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills?
"It is not about creating a complete set of senses, but about directly creating a pair of hands that can interfere with, shape, and 'life'."

"The name 'Dual-Handed' is quite fitting, after all, humans originally used their hands to touch the world and to make tools to transform it."

Zhuge Qing's tone was calm and even, but it sounded different to Zhang Chulan.

Zhang Chulan swallowed hard, feeling as if something was blocking his throat. Looking at the breathtakingly beautiful Tai Chi diagram in Zhuge Qing's hand, and combining it with Zhuge Qing's explanation, he roughly understood the terrifying nature of this technique.

"Then... what is this stove?"

Zhang Chulan nodded, then turned his gaze back to the enormous cultivation furnace, his tone now tinged with awe.

"Hands alone are not enough."

Zhuge Qing dissipated the aura emanating from his palm and explained,
"This stove replaced the blind man's 'brain'."

It can record, analyze, process, and model all the data that the 'hand' touches.

Human computing power is limited, constrained by the physical structure of our brains.

That is why computers came into being.

And it is a computer created specifically to record and process 'Primordial Qi'.

Zhuge Qing said.

Zhang Chulan was completely speechless. So this was how one could study the primordial Qi?

He stared blankly at the distance, where several people dressed in white bodysuits were walking out of another exit of the body-refining furnace.

They were still connected to some data cables, and as they walked into the testing area, they began to try out the abilities they had just acquired.

Some people conjure an indestructible energy shield out of thin air, while others can make metal deform at will in their hands like flowing water...

At that moment, Zhang Chulan's mind was suddenly filled with the meaningful words Zhao Fangxu had uttered on the phone last night—

"The world of supernatural beings is about to change..."

Yes, things are going to change.

No, things have changed.

"Oh, I get it!"

Just as Zhang Chulan was feeling emotional and lamenting the changing times, a clear voice broke his thoughts.

Feng Baobao clapped her hands, a look of sudden realization on her face.

"As long as I go into this furnace and let that 'hand' touch me, they'll figure out what happened to me!"

"Forehead……"

Zhang Chulan's expression froze instantly. The myriad emotions he was experiencing were abruptly slapped back down by Bao'er's simple and blunt summary, leaving him speechless for a long time.

How can it sound so lewd coming from Bao'er's mouth when she talks about such high-tech stuff?
"Ah……"

Zhuge Qing was taken aback at first, then laughed again.

"That's a good point, a very apt summary."

He turned around and waved to a figure not far away who was adjusting equipment.

The man turned around at the sound. He was wearing gray overalls, tall, with an honest face, but his eyes were unusually bright. He was Ma Xianhong, the successor of the Divine Craftsmanship.

"Xianhong, get ready and let this young lady in."

"it is good!"

Ma Xianhong's gaze fell on Feng Baobao, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes, and then he nodded.

Without asking any further questions, he simply nodded and began calling on the surrounding lab personnel to perform the final equipment adjustments.

In an instant, the indicator lights of various instruments flashed alternately, and the low hum gradually became high-pitched.

"Okay, that's enough."

Ma Xianhong made a gesture to them.

Zhang Chulan's heart jumped into his throat. He looked at Feng Baobao, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to begin.

However, Feng Baobao was not as nervous as he was.

She straightened her collar and strode confidently toward the entrance of the cultivation furnace.

That figure, so carefree, seemed not to be facing an unknown fate, but rather going to the village store to buy two bottles of cola.

As her figure disappeared into the darkness of the entrance, the heavy alloy door began to slowly close.

"Om-"

A long, deep hum resounded, and the runes on the furnace suddenly shone brightly, the golden light instantly illuminating the entire space.

The body-cultivation furnace... has started...

(End of this chapter)