Chapter 454 Magnetic Field Rotating Teeth
There were waves of noise in the valley. Thirty-six Foundation Establishment Pill hosts came out of retreat and said goodbye to their families. For a moment, an inexplicable emotion filled the air.

"Don't worry, mother. My lord is so kind. I am lucky to follow you and serve you. It is my duty. Besides, I am no different now than before. I am no different from the immortals who are high above. I will come back to comfort you when I return."

A man in the dormitory said to his loving mother that he grew up in a poor family, his father died early, and his mother raised him alone. She was afraid of being looked down upon by her stepfather if she remarried, so she never got married again.

It is so difficult to survive in the world, let alone a woman. She does farm work during the day and does sewing and mending at night to supplement the family income. For fear of wasting oil by lighting a lamp, she can only sew in the dark by moonlight. As a result, she has countless needle holes on her fingers. Not only that, but even her eyes are affected. She tears up in the wind, and the pain is unbearable. She cannot see people or things clearly.

Fortunately, this man was also hardworking and sensible. He relied on his talent to become an accountant in a large mansion. He led a relatively stable life, but his mother's presbyopia was always a concern for him.

After that, foreign tribes entered the city, burning, killing and looting. He took his mother and fled out of the city in the chaos. After many twists and turns, he was rescued from the hands of scattered barbarians by Zhang Wuji, brought back to the valley, and selected as the host of the Foundation Establishment Pill.

The woman was a little worried, but she couldn't say anything. She took money from others and helped them to get rid of disasters, and the owner of the valley gave her more than just some gold and silver. For a poor family, the most valuable thing is a life, right?

"My son, please be careful on this trip. Don't leave me alone and helpless. This is a purse that I embroidered myself. Inside is a talisman that I asked a nobleman in the valley to draw. Take it and you will be safe."

The man took the purse and looked at his mother. Her eyes, which were originally covered with a layer of white film, were now clear again. She no longer shed tears or had red eyes even in windy days, and she could stand and walk without any hindrance. All this was due to the skillful hands and kind hearts of the extraordinary people under the command of his lord.

"Mother, please take a good rest in the valley. I will leave now!"

The kindness was hard to repay, and the only way to repay it was to die. He said goodbye to his mother, turned around and left, never looking back.

The woman just looked at the backs of her son as he left, refusing to move for a long time. Although she was blind before, her heart was not blind. Now that her eye disease was cured, she was more clear-headed. She knew that those crazy people wandering around in the valley were extraordinary people, and each of them had their own abilities. It was better to follow such people than those ferocious generals outside, who would kill without blinking an eye and would not care about the lives of their subordinates. If her son followed such people, he would probably have been pushed to the front of the battlefield and killed by others.

But here, not only can they eat well and dress well, at least much better than before, but they can also learn some skills of immortals. It is already a great blessing. The woman understands this truth, and so do the other people living in the valley. Therefore, they turn a blind eye to the strange and unusual phenomena occasionally shown by those crazy Taoist soldiers, and pretend to be stupid and ignorant.

In this valley, there were not only Foundation Establishment Pill Hosts and Dao Soldiers who attacked, but also some impatient common people who followed along, but their numbers were very small.

Some of them are lonely people whose entire families have been killed, and they have a blood feud with the barbarians to settle an old score; some of them have seized the opportunity to risk their lives to establish a good life, in an attempt to rise to prominence and bring honor to their family.

Zhang Wuji was also aware of this matter. He accepted all who came. As long as they could survive in the military formation, the second batch of experimental subjects would be arranged immediately. At the same time, he ordered the Taoist soldiers to take care of them. No matter if they had deep hatred or were ambitious, as long as they dared to attack and stand out, they would be stronger than those in the rear, and naturally they would be treated accordingly. As for being afraid that their confidants would become a serious threat in the future? What a joke!
On the southwest side of the valley is a gathering place for the elderly and weak families. A half-grown boy jumped out, kept turning his head to look at the adults passing by, then turned around and threw himself into someone's arms.

"Ouch!"

The boy was about to fall, but the man picked him up and shook him a few times: "Why are you running around, kid? I can't even see a living person of my age."

"You big monk, why are you running around? You can't even see a child like me."

The boy was not one to show mercy and spoke immediately, looking at the monk again: "I saw that the valley was suddenly in chaos, and I was afraid that the barbarians had broken in, so I ran out to check it out. I didn't expect to run into a monk." After saying this, he grinned.

The man was a monk with dishevelled hair and a shabby face. Not only did he not have the six pure senses and a solemn appearance, but he had a big afro and was dirty all over. He had a torn book in his arms. When he saw the child's sharp words, he chuckled.

"Even if the barbarians break in, it's none of your business. Don't make trouble. It's no big deal. They're just going to kill people."

The child was put down, his feet touching the ground. He looked at the big monk and said, "I have been wandering around the valley these days, and I recognize people's faces. How come I have never seen you before? Could it be that you are a divine general?"

The mortals were ignorant and no one explained, so they just called the Red Flame Taoist Soldier a divine general. The monk nodded and said, "That's right, the little kid has a sharp eye."

The boy raised his head and said, "Of course, my father always praised me for being smart. I can never forget anyone I have met. Now I know most of the people in the valley."

The monk touched the boy's head and said, "I know you are very capable. Go home quickly. There are so many people coming and going now. If I bump into you again, your father will be worried."

The boy grinned and said, "Monk, you are wrong. I am free now, but my father has been killed by the barbarians. He is dead! There is no one left in my family!" He said it lightly, but there was still a sadness in his eyes, which was thin and dense, lingering, and difficult to break. It seemed that his heart was not as calm as his appearance.

The monk sighed, and the boy comforted him: "It's okay, my father told me before he died to live and live well, so I can't just immerse myself in sadness, I must work hard to grow up, learn skills, and avenge my father!"

As he spoke, his eyes whirled around and he saw the tattered book in the monk's arms: "Hey, monk, why are you holding a book without words?"

Speaking of this, the monk who had always been calm and composed became a little crazy, and said incessantly: "How can there be no words? Look, it is clearly full of words."

He flipped the pages back and forth: "This is the Tripitaka Sutra that I personally went to the Great Leiyin Temple to seek from the Tathagata. How can your mortal eyes understand it?"

"That day, the two venerables Ananda and Kasyapa tested me with Buddhist principles and asked me for human resources and offerings. How could I, Xuanzang, not understand the true meaning? Only by understanding Buddhism can I pass on this wordless Buddhist scripture!"

There was a hint of madness on his face. "I received the order from the Tathagata Buddha to obtain the Tripitaka of Mahayana Buddhism. I have gone through three tribulations and nine difficulties to go to the Great Leiyin Temple to seek the true scriptures. The place I am going to is the Great Leiyin Temple. This wordless Buddhist scripture was personally handed over by Ananda and Kasyapa. Who dares to say that this is not the true scripture? Who can say that this is not Mahayana Buddhism!"

Crazy Xuanzang flipped through the pages randomly, pointed at the blank space and said to the boy: "Look, this is the wonderful Dharma of Buddhism, the True Scripture of Mahavairocana, which can subdue all demons in the world and has infinite magical uses!"

He turned a few more pages and said, "Look, boy. I have brought back all the scriptures. Among them, there is a Metallurgical Scripture with 30 volumes, a Material Mechanics Scripture with 720 volumes, a Agricultural Planting Scripture with 300 volumes, a Breeding Scripture with 53 volumes, and a Record of Overseas Countries with 72 volumes."

"A book on gunpowder dynamics, 81 volumes; a book on ballistics, 7 volumes; a book on military engineering, 30 volumes; a book on Newtonian physics, 50 volumes; a book on electromagnetism, 80 volumes; a book on prospecting, 40 volumes. With this book, you can save the Han people from suffering and help rebels ascend to heaven."

"There is also a 48-volume aerospace scripture, a 70-volume aerospace physics scripture, an 80-volume aerospace physics scripture, a 40-volume semiconductor scripture, a 108-volume materials science scripture, and a 300-volume laser and electromagnetic wave technology scripture. With this scripture, mortals can ascend to immortality and Buddhas can ascend to heaven!"

"Such a true scripture can reveal everything. It can explore the mysteries of heaven and earth, transform decay into magic, understand the power of all things, know the principle of elemental transformation, save lives, and relieve the suffering of all living beings. Every word is like a pearl, engraved in my heart. How can you say this is not a true scripture!"

When the boy first heard the true scriptures of Vairocana Tathagata, he had some understanding. He knew that this divine general must have some supernatural powers and would not come to deceive a little boy like him. It was just that his mortal eyes could not recognize the true Dharma and could not see the mysteries of immortals and Buddhas.

After hearing the latter part, he was completely stunned. The scriptures like metallurgy, gunpowder dynamics, aerospace science, etc. were so difficult to pronounce, and the names were unheard of. After listening to a few sentences, he couldn't help feeling dizzy. His originally bright wisdom became a little confused, and he quickly shook his head to calm down.

"I have also been to the temple with my mother to burn incense and fulfill vows, and I have also heard a few words of Buddhist philosophy. The scriptures in the temple are all called the Lotus Sutra, the Wonderful Dharma Lotus Sutra, etc. There is nothing like what you are talking about. I'm afraid you are just making fun of me."

Crazy Xuanzang shook his head and said, "Those are all Sanskrit translations from Tibet, not from China. The principles and laws in them contradict each other, and there are many errors and omissions in the translation. How can they be the true Dharma?"

"What's more, Tibetan Buddhism is just one school of thought. Most of its words are deliberately mysterious. They are mysterious for the sake of mystery. They want ordinary people not to understand and set up barriers so that people will believe. If everyone in the world is enlightened, Buddhism will be prosperous everywhere. How can the Buddha have a golden body and how can the incense be worshipped continuously?"

"My Dafa is different. It emphasizes knowing what you know. Once you master it, you will master everything. It is a cycle of gradual progress. As long as you can learn it, you will be able to understand it, understand it and change it, and change it and use it."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and said, "There is a fundamental force in the world, it's called magnetism!" A light flashed in his hand, and the fallen iron farm tools were attracted by him.

"There is also primordial magnetism and iron sand underground. With my great method, if you practice it to a deep level, it is common to reverse the north and south poles and shake the earth veins, not to mention the ability to give birth to atomic particles and evolve all things. This is just a subject in my true scriptures."

Crazy Xuanzang tapped his brow, and a magnetic light lit up: "And I have a method, which is electricity. Electromagnetism and electricity are interdependent. The electric current drives itself to sublimate. The most basic particles in the body quickly rub and rotate, affecting the magnetic field of the universe and transforming into a more fundamental force."

"I call it magnetic field rotation!"

He looked at the boy and said, "I see that you are extremely intelligent and a rare martial arts prodigy in the world. Are you willing to learn?"

(End of this chapter)