As Leng Zongzheng fiddled with a few gadgets, he looked at his phone. It had been two years since he posted the article on the forum. There were very few replies, but today, someone had sent him a private message on the forum.
Leng Zongzheng took a casual look and realized that the private message from the other party was related to music and space. In the beginning, he imagined that it was the same as the students from before, asking him how he could master a music-elemental Primordial Energy Art, as well as how to use music-elemental skills to influence all things with music.
Leng Zongzheng couldn't be bothered to answer these questions because he never believed that music had the ability to influence the emotions of all things.
Others believed that his Demonic Organ Throne could influence all things and that he was using the magic of music to touch those creatures, but Leng Zongzheng scoffed at this.
He had never been a person who could influence others. Be it music or anything else, he didn't believe that he had any special influence.
When he was young, Leng Zongzheng had been called Poker Face by his classmates and friends. He also had nicknames like Masked Man or Blockhead because he didn't know how to express any emotions. Even smiling was difficult for him.
To Leng Zongzheng, those who asked him how to use his charm and music to influence all things were laughable.
"These questions are quite interesting." After Leng Zongzheng finished reading Zhou Wen's questions, he wrote a reply to Zhou Wen and answered them.
Soon, the other party sent another private message and asked some more questions.
This time, Leng Zongzheng was slightly surprised. This was because the other party had clearly raised new questions after receiving his answers.
To be able to understand the answers he gave so quickly and draw inferences about so many problems, the other party's mind was very active.
This piqued Leng Zongzheng's interest. He replied to the other party's question and hid some deeper meaning in his answer. He wanted to see if the other party could see the problem.
After sending the message, Leng Zongzheng couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed when he didn't receive a reply. If the other party's mind was only this active, it was already pretty good, but it wasn't enough to satisfy Leng Zongzheng.
Ever since he taught An Tianzuo, Leng Zongzheng hadn't taught a student for a long time. It wasn't that he couldn't teach, but he really couldn't muster the interest to teach.
After teaching a student who could understand everything and learn by analogy, it would be infuriating to teach a student who couldn't understand no matter what. Leng Zongzheng would never leave his patience to others because his patience was used on research. If not for this, he wouldn't have achieved what he had today.
Even the Six Great Clans of the Alliance had to be wary of his Demonic Organ Throne. Everyone thought that he was talented, but they didn't know how much effort he had put into it.
In this era, everyone believed that science was useless. Only dimensional crystals and Companion Beasts were the future core of the world. They were all trying their best to hunt dimensional items.
However, Leng Zongzheng was different. Although he also cultivated, his scientific research had never stopped. From his point of view, those dimensional creatures that resembled godfiends weren't godfiends at all. They were just creatures from other worlds, similar to aliens.
The magical powers they possessed were also related to technology. However, the rules of those magical powers were the rules of other worlds. They were somewhat different from the Federation.
Therefore, he had been studying the systems of those powers. The one he studied the most was space. Others thought that the Demonic Organ Throne's attribute was music and that it was a music-type Life Soul, but they didn't know that those who thought that way were gravely wrong. This was because the Demonic Organ Throne was never music-type, but a completely spatial-type Life Soul.
Music was only one of the ways the Demonic Organ Throne's spatial powers were used. The Demonic Organ Throne didn't have the appeal of music. The music he played mostly used the changes in the frequency of the sound to affect the brain frequency of creatures. This was a very brilliant technique, not his talent.
Leng Zongzheng originally thought that the matter was over, but to his surprise, he received another private message. It was from the same ID and there were a few more questions.
After reading these questions, Leng Zongzheng was really interested in this person. From these questions, he could confirm that the other party had probably guessed that the Demonic Organ Throne wasn't music-type but spatial-type.
To be able to think of these questions, this person should be one of the people who watched my battle with the Golden-Winged Roc at Dragon Gate Grotto today. Who could it be? The figure of a youth with a golden chick on his shoulder flashed across Leng Zongzheng's mind.
It should be him, right? Although Leng Zongzheng felt that it was likely the youth, he had no intention of confirming it. Although he could use the forum's administrative authority to easily find out who the other party was, he didn't do so.
Although the other party was an outstanding youth, he wasn't at the level where he was interested in knowing who the other party was.
However, it was rare for someone to be willing to learn and think. Leng Zongzheng answered all Zhou Wen's questions and gave him some suggestions. He suggested that he read some works on spatial science.
Leng Zongzheng knew that such knowledge was very boring. Ignoring the fact that this world was filled with magical powers, very few people could calm down to learn such knowledge even before the dimensional storms appeared.
Many things needed to be memorized, and the knowledge involved was very extensive. If one wasn't a professional in this field, they probably wouldn't be able to understand it. They would need to consult a large amount of information.
However, Leng Zongzheng believed that if the other party didn't even have the patience and ability to learn, there was no need to waste time.
There were thousands of ways to live, but to have outstanding achievements in a certain aspect, one had to be able to treat boredom as pleasure. One had to be able to endure loneliness.
There were no friends on the path of learning. There was only hard work and pursuit.
After Zhou Wen finished reading Leng Zongzheng's message, the more he read, the more he found the other party's thoughts interesting. He sent another private message, but this time, the other party didn't reply to his question.
He only replied with a line of words: "The answers you want are in those books."
Zhou Wen originally only wanted to figure out what kind of power the Demonic Organ Throne was, but after a deeper understanding, he realized that the Demonic Organ Throne was actually a spatial power. This discovery surprised him, but it also piqued his interest.
This was because his Lost Country was also a spatial power. He felt that he could indeed learn about it.
The next morning, Zhou Wen went to the library to borrow a book on this topic. However, there were many things he couldn't understand. He had never heard of some of the terms, formulas, and laws. All he could do was flip through the information as he read.
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