Chapter 1013 Competing Arts

Luo Feng thought that with his eloquence, he could deceive the ghost tribe's fool into using a shot of LM potion and turn him into a cute and tsundere version of Princess Mononoke in a few words. Cihang Jingzhai could add another cute general. , I don’t know how many children from the future planes can be attracted to her to generate electricity like crucian carp crossing the river.

However, he never thought that the Heavenly Ghost Emperor held his neck and said arrogantly: "I, the Heavenly Ghost Emperor, need to hide my head and tail to cover up my identity. The last time I was captured by mistake, I was fooled by the Shushan sect. This time I just found my way back so that you, the human race, can Learn from me the true power of this Emperor!"

Luo Feng awkwardly put the lm potion back, and was puzzled. He didn't expect that his all-conquering trick of deception would be repeatedly frustrated in this broken tower.

Monsters are all stubborn and do not know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Even if they verbally threaten and calculate risks for them, they will not waver at all and will not give up until they hit the wall.

Even if the deception failed, Luo Feng didn't persist. Giving the plot characters transformation medicine was basically just trying to kill rabbits. If they can change, then forget about it. If they can't, forget about it. There's no need to force it.

"hehe……"

Luo Feng smiled to cover up his embarrassment and said: "Monks pay attention to taking things as they come. If you don't want to, this deal will be treated as if it were a monk. But we made an agreement before. If you want to keep me safe in the tower, then you will keep it." At this level, if human warriors rush in to find the poor monk, they must abide by their promise and stop them for the poor monk."

"Hmph, why should such a trivial matter matter?"

The Heavenly Ghost Emperor snorted coldly and said: "The Demon Locking Tower is originally my emperor's territory. Even if I haven't made any agreement with you, if the human race outside dares to break in, I will make sure that they never come back!"

Although he didn't trick the Heavenly Ghost Emperor into taking drugs and transforming, releasing him from the jar was still very profitable. With his help, the copper door blocked by the rule force was easily opened.

At the same time, he got a free thug to help guard the third floor of the Demon Locking Tower and stop those who disturbed him from going to the top to destroy the core sword pillar.

After entering the bronze gate on the fourth floor, Luo Feng and his party separated from the Ghost King. The Ghost King stayed on the third floor, firstly to abide by the agreement and guard, and secondly to settle the score with Kong Phosphorus, his enemy who had cheated him.

After walking into the sealed bronze door, Luo Feng and his party came to a spacious hall. The hall was empty. An old man with white beard and hair and a kind face was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the hall, half asleep and squinting his eyes.

Hearing the footsteps coming from the door, the old man raised his head and shouted: "You are a reckless young man, go away quickly, don't bother me reading!"

As he said that, the old man grabbed a crutch beside him and pointed the tip of the stick at Luo Feng. An invisible force of energy came through the air. This energy was invisible and silent. It was neither demonic energy nor fairy spirit energy. It contained a lot of energy. The power of Zhongzheng, peace and majesty.

Luo Feng quickly formed a seal to release the Buddha's Gang shield, but the Buddha's Gang didn't work. The energy passed through it and accidentally hit Luo Feng's Buddha's Gold in the chest, causing a metal clash-like sound. There was a crisp sound.

This energy is so inclusive that it can accommodate all rivers and be virtuous. It is actually compatible with Buddha's power. Buddhist defense spells cannot resist it. Although its penetrating power is strong, its lethality is far inferior. Let alone those who have mastered Vajra. Luo Feng's body was so strong that even if an ordinary person was hit by the attack, he would only stumble and not be injured.

Hearing the crisp sound, the old man said "Huh", raised his head and squinted his dim eyes to take a closer look, and said in surprise: "How come there are monsters who have built a Buddhist golden body in the Monster Lock Tower? No, it turns out to be a human being. He is also an eminent Buddhist monk."

"Amitabha, the old donor is also a compassionate demon. He is very measured in his actions. He looks a bit like a scholar."

Luo Feng put his hands together and saluted him, and said with a smile: "That move uses literary energy, right? It is really rare for a monster to be able to cultivate the spirit of a scholar, but it is a pity that it is not pure enough. He only knows a little about the book and shows it off. It’s really like being crowned like a monkey and making people laugh generously.”

The old man became angry and said: "You are rude, I am a god of books. I have thousands of books in my belly. I have been studying hard for thousands of years and studying knowledge carefully. I am the best scholar in the world. How dare you?" Dare I say that I don’t want to understand anything when reading!”

"Tsk!"

Luo Feng curled his lips and said with disdain: "Who gave you the courage to brag about your knowledge in front of the world's best doctoral monks? This is the so-called 'ignorance is fearless', right? It's a coincidence. A poor monk is not talented, and the world's books If you have read them all, there is no knowledge in the world that a poor monk cannot understand, so how about comparing your skills?"

The old man became energetic all of a sudden, stood up happily and said: "Okay, okay, I have lived for thousands of years, and this is the first time I have seen such a loud-mouthed monk! You monks do like to study knowledge, but compared with us Confucianists, you are still far behind. What! A mere monk is practicing his axe in front of a great scholar, and I don’t know who is ignorant and fearless!"

When Luo Feng saw him taking the bait, he was secretly happy and said: "To compete in art, you must first set the rules. If you win or lose, you must set a bonus. If you win, the poor monk will admit that Confucian knowledge is higher than our Buddhist school, and respect you as a teacher with the courtesy of a disciple." , if the poor monk wins, what should you do?"

The old man stroked his beard and laughed wildly: "How can I lose? Well, if I lose, I will respect you as a disciple and respect you as my teacher!"

Luo Feng laughed and said: "Very good, it's settled! There are tens of thousands of different kinds of knowledge in the world. What category do you want to compare with a poor monk?"

The Immortal of the Book said proudly: "You, a junior, are only in your twenties, but I have studied for thousands of years more than you. You are inferior to me in any subject you want to learn! Even if I compete with you in Buddhism, I will definitely win!"

Luo Feng slowly shook his head and said: "A frog at the bottom of a well is just like that. You are just a frog in a tower. Your vision is not high and your tone is not small. If a poor monk doesn't compare Buddhism with you, he is bullying you, and a poor monk doesn't want to talk to you. Comparing poems and books, for fear of offending you, let’s eliminate these two categories first. Let’s start with ‘Painting Art’, ‘Piano Art’, ‘Chess Art’, ‘Miscellaneous Studies’, ‘Carpentry’, ‘Mathematics’, ‘Astronomy’, ‘Geography’ and ‘Cooking Art’. Choose any few items from the 'Tao Jing' to compare."

The book fairy nodded and said: "It's fair. Let's exclude the knowledge that you and I are best at first. Only by comparing can we know who has more knowledge. The more skillful method is that you ask and I answer first, and then I ask and you answer." , let’s see who has profound knowledge! I’m older and won’t bully you for being young, so you can ask first.”

Luo Feng said: "Then I'll ask, this is a math problem. Please judge the old donor: 'Any simply connected, closed three-dimensional manifold must be homeomorphic to a three-dimensional sphere.' This sentence is correct. It’s wrong, if it’s right, how to prove it?”

The fairy in the book was stunned. He knew every word in Luo Feng's math and geometry problem, but he couldn't understand them all when they were put together.

"Junior, are you trying to bluff me?" Shuxian frowned and said, "You're not just making random remarks and insisting that this is a math problem?"

Luo Feng sighed and said: "You can't even understand the question, how can you say that you are the best in the world in knowledge? The poor monk said this because the question is rigorous. Since your foundation is so poor, you can only use less rigorous but easy to understand questions. Let me give you the question in an easy-to-understand way. The easy-to-understand statement is: 'In a three-dimensional space, if every closed curve can shrink to a point, then this space must be a three-dimensional sphere.'"

This time, the book fairy finally understood the title. The old man squatted down, took out a pen, wrote and drew on the ground, closed his eyes and thought hard, imagining the transformation of spatial graphics.

Don't think about it. After thinking deeply, the book fairy was surprised to find that this simple problem that seemed to be explained in one sentence seemed to hide an extremely profound mathematical principle. It really couldn't be solved by using your brain and drawing pictures. clearly.

Luo Feng folded his arms and watched the fun. This old goblin was not just an ancient scholar, but a modern scholar. He was allowed to study the "century" problem from scratch in just a few minutes that took mathematicians around the world a hundred years to solve. Poincaré guessed that even though he was exhausted, he couldn't do it.