MTL - Inside and Outside World-Chapter 689 : Matter wave formula and mass-energy equation

?Fayun Temple is one of the largest temples in Shaanxi. It enshrines Buddha finger relics and has a very high status in Buddhism. Because of Taoist resistance in the late Ming Dynasty, the Qing Dynasty destroyed a large number of Taoist temples and slaughtered thousands of Taoists, but Buddhism was more obedient. So it was not suppressed—and the lamas also belonged to Buddhism—instead, they were respected. This temple covers an area of ​​thousands of acres, and the halls are resplendent and magnificent.

Daoist Ling Yun and his apprentice Xiao Jiu stood at the gate of Fayun Temple.

This Zhengtai was shocked, although he was only standing outside the temple, he saw the magnificent hall inside the gate, the huge bluestone practice field, the gilt pagoda standing on the square, the tripod-shaped incense burner and a stick inserted in one of them. An arm-thick Xinxiang is completely beyond the imagination of Taoist boys who came from a dilapidated and mottled place with only 2 people and even the Sanqing statues in the whole Taoist temple.

"Master, we stood there from morning until it was almost dark, why didn't they let us in?"

There was a "goo" sound from Xiao Jiu's stomach.

"Are you hungry?"

Daoist Ling Yun unwrapped his body, took out a piece of hard biscuit, broke off a fist-sized piece and handed it to the apprentice: "Eat it."

"Master, I'm not hungry, you eat."

"Let's eat."

Ling Yun saw his apprentice began to bite **** the hard cakes, a smile appeared on his face, he picked up the crumbs that fell on his hands when he broke the hard cakes, and put them into his mouth. The ones that came out were very rough. In addition to the lack of water, the swallowed cake residues scratched his throat very hard, but he cherished the food. Most of the food brought down the mountain was scattered on the victims, and now there are not many leftover cakes.

Swallowing the crumbs of the hard cake, Taoist Lingyun looked at the magnificent Fayun Temple, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

In the morning, I handed out the greeting card as the "Guardian Master of Qingyun Temple", but the other party has ignored it until now, obviously because he doesn't want to see me. The masters in the temple must also know his purpose this time - in order to fight the drought, they can only use the Buddha Treasures of the level of relics are the only ones, and the treasures of the town temple, it is estimated that Fayun Temple is reluctant to take them out.

"Cough cough, cough cough..."

Xiao Jiu's throat hurt from choking on the cake crumbs, and she coughed violently.

Her throat was dry and she really wanted to drink water, when Xiao Jiu suddenly felt something dripping on her face.

Is it rain?

It's raining!

Xiao Jiu looked up in surprise, and sure enough, dark clouds covered the evening sky, and the pattering raindrops kept falling. Daoist Ling Yun looked up in surprise, and it was actually raining! He curled his fingers to count and then shook his head with a sigh. This rain was not heavy, and it would only last for one night. It was not of much use to the severe drought in the whole Guanzhong, and it could not even alleviate it.

Because of the little rain that fell, it is estimated that it will evaporate in a day tomorrow.

However, now that the rain is falling, it is tantamount to saving the lives of many victims in desperate situations, so Lingyun Daoist is full of gratitude for Fayun Temple's actions. Since the masters in the temple have compassion, maybe they can be persuaded to use The Buddha refers to relics.

His mood improved a lot. Daoist Lingyun saw Xiaojiu sticking out his tongue and sucking up the raindrops greedily. He smiled and pinched a spell with his hands. Immediately, a small whirlwind surged up around him, absorbing a large amount of raindrops and forming a stream of water. into the mouth of the apprentice.

At this time, there was a sound of beating gongs and drums in the distance, and a procession was returning to Fayun Temple. A fat monk was walking in the front, holding a roast chicken in his right hand and a piece of elbow in his left hand, eating his mouth full Flowing oil, a few young monks next to him flattered and flattered:

"As expected of Uncle Puzhen, to be able to successfully pray for rain under such a severe drought is really powerful."

"Uncle Puzhen's rain has countless living people, so he is a living Bodhisattva."

"What Bodhisattva? Uncle Puzhen is going to be a Buddha in the future, and those of us will also go to the Western Paradise and be arhats by our uncle's side."

"Hahaha…"

Puzhen smiled when he heard this, but he still cursed: "A group of little clever ghosts, they rely on the eight dragons and treasure streamers to pray for rain, how can they rely on me? There are also Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, which I can be? I can practice in the future. When I reach the realm of arhat, I am satisfied as an arhat."

Daoist Lingyun sighed slightly when he heard the voice coming from him. He talked about Buddhas and Bodhisattvas so casually, and there was almost no awe in his heart. Has Fayun Temple become like this now?

Suppressing the sigh in his heart, the Taoist adjusted his clothes, stood by the side of the road, and when the team approached, he stepped forward and said, "Poverty Taoist Qingyun Guanzhu, Lingyun has seen Master Puzhen."

Puzhen made more than 1,000 taels this trip, and felt happy. When he came back on the road, he had a big meal. He didn’t expect to meet someone on the mountain, and he was actually a Taoist priest. His face changed a few times, and he handed the elbow and roast chicken To the little novice next to him, clasped his hands together and said: "Poor monk Puzhen, just came back from praying for rain, um... the consumption of rituals is relatively large, so I will eat some meat to make up for it."

"There is no saying in Buddhism that we don't eat meat, but we just don't eat spicy things." He explained.

Daoist Lingyun hurriedly said: "The poor Taoist understands."

"Master Puzhen praying for rain is also a great merit, but I don't know if the master can completely save the people in Guanzhong?"

"This..."

Puzhen's face became ugly: "You came here for the Buddha's finger bone relic, right? The poor monk advises you to leave quickly. This is absolutely impossible. The Buddha's finger relic has been since Tang Taizong's first edict to welcome the Buddha's bone, to Wu Zetian. , Suzong of the Tang Dynasty... the Tang Dynasty alone welcomed the Buddha bone six times, and it has been passed down to the Qing Dynasty as a symbol of Buddhism in the Central Plains. Use the most precious and holy relic of Buddhism to suppress a drought?"

"If it is damaged, how can we explain to the Buddha when we go to the West Paradise Bliss?"

Daoist Lingyun persuaded again: "The Buddha is an enlightened being, with compassion in his heart, he used the relics to save the people, even if he knew, how could he blame him? The life and death of millions of people in Guanzhong is in the thought of your monastery."

"Humph!"

Puzhen was displeased and said: "You mean Fayun Temple doesn't care about the life and death of the common people? We are people from outside the world, and we don't care about worldly affairs. We don't need to worry about the drought. Maybe in winter, we will automatically enter again in half a year. You Taoist priests like to persecute you with righteousness and gain fame, but you don’t know how much slander and infamy the Buddhist sect has endured in order to develop tolerance."

"Let's go, Fayun Temple has been closed since 7 days ago, and we won't see anyone again."

He grabbed the roast chicken and the elbow from the hands of the young novice monk beside him, gnawed a few big bites, threw the bones on the ground, and left angrily. Soon, the gate of the temple closed with a bang.

Xiao Jiu looked at the shiny chicken bones and pig bones on the ground, and couldn't help but licked his mouth when he smelled the fragrance, and took a lot of effort to look away: "Master, what should we do?"

"Leave. It seems that Fayun Temple will not use the Buddha's finger bones to fight the drought. It is useless to wait any longer."

Daoist Ling Yun was about to leave when a voice suddenly came: "I said, sir, since the other party is unwilling to show it, why don't we sneak in under the cover of night and give him a vote?"

A man in black came out of the woods.

Ling Yun looked at the other party with some doubts: "Fayun Temple is a large temple in Shaanxi, and it is also the place where the Buddha's relic is located. There are many masters in the temple, especially the abbot and other eminent monks of the generation of compassion, each of whom has profound magic power. If you want to go in and steal You will be beaten to death, and besides, if you steal the Buddha finger relic, the Buddhist sects in the entire Central Plains will be alarmed, and there will be no way to be kind...Your Excellency?"

"That's it."

Yan Luo put down his hat, revealing the face inside: "The name and the like are just illusory things, you can think of me as a warm-hearted person, I am running for the severe drought in this pass."

"You can call me Mr. Qin."

Daoist Lingyun was taken aback when he saw the unusual appearance and blue-white-black hair under the hat. He opened his Taoist spiritual eyes to peek out and said in surprise: "You are not made of flesh and blood!"

"The body of Mercury is similar to the indestructible Vajra body of Buddhism, but I can maintain it normally."

"On the way, I heard a teacher say that this severe drought was caused by the ancient evil beast, and Fayun Temple has Buddhist finger relics that can subdue evil spirits, so I came to have a look."

Yan Luo's quicksilver body does not have any demonic aura, nor does he have any murderous aura, Taoist Lingyun let go of his guard and said: "The Buddha pointed out that relics are the most precious treasures of Buddhism, and there is nothing Fayun Temple can do if they don't want to take them out." .”

"Alas... Shelizi has great restraint against ghosts, ghosts and zombies, it's a pity..."

Hearing these words, Yan Luo jumped up from the wall of the temple to observe the monks inside. He had the idea of ​​using a sniper rifle to kill several "masters" and take away the corpses and burn the relics. At this moment, he suddenly had an idea: " Daoist Lingyun, I said, we secretly set a fire at night to burn down Fayun Temple, can we pick up a pile of relics from the ashes?"

Daoist Ling Yun: "..."

There are many masters in Fayun Temple, not to mention setting fire to the temple, even calling a meteorite to drop it may not be able to destroy the temple.

Yan Luo, the incarnation of Qin Shihuang, the Tianmoqin used for fighting is scrapped, and the Pojun Waidan is not in his hands. If he really wants to say that the mercury in his body will be shot out, he will go down the mountain with Lingyun Daochang, talking about drought on the way .

"I've already found out the location of the Hanba, but unfortunately, the ground in that area has been turned into magma, and I have no way to get close to it."

"Oh…"

The magma can be regarded as the combination of the earth element and the fire element. Yan Luo's four-element spirit body doesn't care. Qin Shihuang's mercury body may be burned and evaporated when it enters the magma.

"Is Hanba sleeping?"

"Yes, this ancient monster was suppressed by the luck of the dynasty before. Now that the dragon veins of the Qing court are broken, the luck will dissipate and it will slowly wake up, but it will not be so fast... But it is estimated to be soon. It will take a few days. Once the drought If you fully wake up, you will leave the sleeping valley and hunt for food everywhere in Guanzhong, and the drought will follow it to move and affect a wider range, causing heinous crimes."

"Since it's sleeping, why don't we take advantage of it's sleep and kill that zombie?"

Yan Luo made a "killing" movement with a sword formed by a little mercury in his hand.

"Mr. Qin, although Hanba is not as powerful as Chi You in mythology, it is still an ancient evil. Chi You is divided into five dragons and horses! Zombie bodies are originally stronger than humans. Bronze corpses, iron corpses, and black armor corpses are all like steel and iron." Like a bone! Hanba's physical body is so strong that Pindao probably can't cut it with a sword! What's more, it emits extremely high temperature in its sleep, **** it?"

Yan Luo asked: "Then how can we get rid of Hanba?"

Daoist Lingyun frowned, thought for a while and said: "From the point of view of the poor, there are only two ways. First, it is a treasure like the Buddha finger relic, which has great destructive power against zombie demons. Putting relics on Hanba should be able to eliminate them, and the second is thunder! Thunder kills evil, and when a thunder strikes, even the zombies who have cultivated to the point of flying Yasha will be smashed into charcoal."

"It's just that Hanba exists as the apex of the zombies. Ordinary thunder and lightning will definitely not be able to kill it, and the Taoist palm thunder **** can't do it, unless it is ninety-nine eighty-one consecutive sky thunders, or nine days of thunder punishment. .”

"That's it!"

Yan Luo's avatar fell silent, while the other body in the underground palace went looking for Tesla and Einstein.

The Wardenclyffe tower, the small battery, and the power receiving device have all been researched, and the two are learning the knowledge given by Yan Luo in the underground palace.

In fact, Yan Luo gave each of them a formula.

What was given to Einstein was "E=mc^2", which is the mass-energy conversion equation.

What was given to Tesla was "λ=h/p", which is the matter wave formula, a formula calculated by the French physicist de Broglie in 1923. Any matter has both particle and wave properties, or That is to say, any substance can be regarded as a kind of wave, including human beings themselves. Man not only exists as a kind of material, but also a kind of wave in a sense.

Simply put, an electron is not only a particle, but also a wave. The formula expresses the relationship between wavelength and energy, and can be used for any macroscopic objects and microscopic particles.

Compared with the mass-energy equation, not many people know about the matter-wave formula, but it was ranked 8th among the "Ten Greatest Formulas in the World" in the British "Physics World" selection, and de Broglie was also awarded He won the Nobel Prize in Physics in 1929, and Einstein's mass-energy equation ranked fifth among the ten greatest formulas.

Electronic volatility! As a master of electromagnetism and a magician of electricity, Tesla was ecstatic when he got this formula.

Of course, Einstein, a fire magician, was also ecstatic to get the mass-energy conversion equation. The two were full of admiration for Yan Luo who came up with the two formulas.

"Tesla~www.novelbuddy.com~How is the matter wave formula research going?"

Yan Luo walked into a room, and the floor was covered with scrap paper full of data. Both Tesla and Einstein were hard at work calculating something.

"There is something to gain!"

Tesla said excitedly: "Relying on the matter wave formula, new light spells can be developed from electric spells! I have some inspiration to create a high-energy particle beam that burns everything by superimposing electrons. I plan to use it Name it: Death Light, once the research is successful, it may be a legendary light spell!"

"I also got inspiration from the mass-energy conversion equation, and I'm developing a fire and explosion magic. Once successful, I'm afraid it can reach the legendary level, creating a super explosive fireball similar to a miniature solar explosion."

Einstein's eyes were full of fanaticism and seemed to be burning with raging flames, and the mass-energy equation inspired him like a tide.

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