In the nursing home, everyone walked while discussing the nature of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Roots.
"Using that kind of spiritual energy structure to replace the cell nucleus?" Zheng Fa’s words made Mrs. Tian suddenly laugh. She turned to Zheng Fa and said, "This technology is actually simpler than what I had previously thought."
"You should have learned this in high school."
Before Zheng Fa could respond, Tang Lingwu realized and exclaimed, "Clone sheep!"
"Exactly, research on replacing the cell nucleus has gone quite in depth," Mrs. Tian said, "Especially for plant cells, it’s simpler, as plant somatic cells all possess potential totipotency. With the help of cytokinin or auxin, they can develop into complete plants."
"If this idea really works, then we can take some root cells, meristem cells, culture them a bit, and then experiment."
Earlier, when Zheng Fa mentioned researching Heaven and Earth Spiritual Roots, Mrs. Tian had been somewhat apprehensive.
But looking at her expression now, it just read two words—just this?
Mrs. Tian sighed, "Today I truly understood what it means to inherit wisdom in a word... The only difficulty is realizing that those spiritual energy structures are equivalent to the cell nuclei of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Roots."
Meanwhile, Tang Lingwu shook her head, counting on her fingers slowly,
"It’s not just a word."
"First, we need to figure out the Five Elements Child Talisman."
"By understanding the Five Elements Child Talisman, we need to comprehend the relationship between the Five Elements spells and the Five Elements spiritual materials."
"Finally, we can understand the possible functions of this spiritual energy structure."
Zheng Fa was nodding as he listened. This realization, though simple in words, was entirely based on their research from the previous days. Some things are easy if you know them, and difficult if you don’t.
Otherwise, even if one saw the cell diagram of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Roots, they would still be confused—this could be seen from Master Cheng Kong’s reluctance and inability to revive the Qingjing Bamboo.
It appears that within the Xuanwei Five Sects, they also haven’t grasped this principle.
In Zheng Fa’s view, they might not be able to see the cell structure of spiritual roots—although there is no microscopic Array, various Spiritual Eyes and Spirit Vision techniques from the Supreme Dao should exist, perhaps providing a way to see certain microscopic worlds.
The problem is... their foundational knowledge is flawed.
For example, even if they saw the Spiritual Energy Cell Nucleus, if they can’t recognize the significance of the nucleus to cell growth, they might not even find the key point.
Even if they understand it, without knowledge of DNA replication capabilities and genetic information, they might not grasp the underlying principle.
The spiritual energy structure equals the cell nucleus; this simple phrase has a vast and robust knowledge system behind it—nowadays, with the increasingly close connection between the modern world and the Xuanwei Realm, the greatest help to Zheng Fa is actually this knowledge system.
Suddenly, Tang Lingwu’s expression turned slightly strange, as if she had thought of something, and she began to speak,
"So the next step in the experiment is to use that type of spiritual energy structure inside Zheng Fa’s cells, and fuse them with various Mulberry tree cells? To see if we can cultivate Fusang Wood? According to cloning theory, if we really manage to cultivate Fusang Wood, it would have to call Zheng Fa..."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Tian’s expression became even more absurd. She held back for a moment, finally unable to restrain her exclamation,
"I don’t even have children yet... I never thought having children, Zheng Fa would surpass me..."
Wait, shouldn’t you be blaming Old Man Bai for this?
Zheng Fa didn’t want to delve further into this topic. Thinking of Old Man Bai, he turned his head and glanced around, finally noticing something was amiss and asked the two, "Where is Professor Bai?"
"He? He went down the mountain!"
Zheng Fa slapped his forehead, feeling somewhat guilty. These days, his mind had been focused on the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor, and he had overlooked one thing—today was Old Man Bai’s birthday.
He went down the mountain, probably to celebrate his birthday with his daughter and her family.
"Why didn’t you let them come up the mountain?"
Mrs. Tian avoided Zheng Fa’s gaze and looked towards the spirit field, "I feared it might be embarrassing for me, as I am not familiar with his daughter and son-in-law."
Mrs. Tian, who has such a generous personality.
How could she be easily embarrassed?
Seeing that he didn’t quite believe her, Mrs. Tian laughed and said, "He wants to have another celebration after he comes back. This man is greedy!"
Her expression was unmistakable.
But Zheng Fa wasn’t fooled this time around: this reason, he didn’t believe either.
At Old Man Bai’s daughter’s house at this moment, the atmosphere was a bit strange.
"Grandpa! Look how well I practiced!"
Old Man Bai’s grandson stood in front of him like a little calf, performing move by move vigorously, demonstrating the new generation of broadcast exercises—developed by the Jiushan Martial Arts Hall.
Old Man Bai nodded with squinted eyes, his curly hair trembling, appearing very happy.
"Dad said, this was created by you Grandpa! Told me to learn it well!"
Old Man Bai looked up at his son-in-law, who seemed somewhat ingratiating, pursed his lips, his smile slightly fading, just nodding gently towards him.
"Dad! Dinner is ready!"
His daughter, appearing more gracious than before, wore a windbreaker over her apron, the brand logo catching Old Man Bai’s eyes. He glanced at his grandson, didn’t say a word.
Not wanting a big celebration, Old Man Bai preferred not to dine out, planning for a simple meal at his daughter’s.
At the dining table, Old Man Bai and his grandson, one old and one young, laughed and frolicked.
However, his daughter and son-in-law exchanged glances, seeming to have something to say.
In the end, it was his closer daughter who spoke up.
"Eat first, talk after dinner."
Unexpectedly, Old Man Bai directly interrupted her words.