Lin Mingqing.
Not too common last names, not too common first names.
But it's not a rare surname, nor a rare first name.
This middle-aged man with a handsome face is tall and wearing a loose dark coat. You can see from the wrists of his sleeves that he is very thin. He is carrying a huge black box in his hand. The material cannot be seen, but it is close to the Eye-catching black and red seal.
The most conspicuous thing is that his hair is a sickly white color, but paired with his handsome and handsome face, he has a unique style.
He coughed slightly, took out his glasses from his coat pocket and put them on, his whole demeanor softening a lot.
"Hello everyone, I am the professor of this class, Lin Mingqing."
His voice was not loud, but it could reach everyone's ears with unusual clarity.
He is the lecturer of this class. The name of the class is very concise, but the tone is particularly loud - "Analysis of the Law."
The most critical issue is his title. No Nobel laureates can be rated as full professors, but he can, and he is even more awesome than Nobel laureates.
Wei Zeshu looked at his title on the class schedule. It said "tenured professor" openly and squarely on it. That was really awesome.
"I heard that the qualifications of freshmen in our class are quite high, so I'm looking forward to it too."
He spoke in a gentle tone, picked up the chalk on the table, and wrote his name on the large blackboard that could be pushed up and down behind his back.
"Lin Mingqing"
"I am not only in charge of this class, but I will also be your grade leader this school year and concurrently the librarian of the big library... We may have many opportunities to meet."
"Don't be too nervous about my courses. Although the course itself will be more difficult, I will help you focus on the last few lessons."
He was not very serious, and compared with the freshmen present with an "I know everything" expression, which aroused everyone's applause and made them closer to each other.
Although he is a tenured professor, he does not look like a rigid old scholar. This makes the students have a much higher impression of Lin Mingqing. Of course, it may also have something to do with his handsome appearance.
"Ahem...Thank you for everyone's applause, but please do not reveal these things to Principal Zhenjun...otherwise we will have to meet in the make-up exam room."
He waved his hands humorously to calm down everyone's applause.
"Then, let me explain to you the most powerful and mysterious existence of [Dharma]."
"It gives me a great honor to be able to play a role as a guide on your journey to explore the truth of this world."
He bowed slightly to the freshmen in the audience, who greeted him with even warmer applause.
"The so-called [Dharma] is similar to the DNA sequence of each of us."
"[Fa], as the name suggests, is a method, so what kind of method is it?"
Lin Mingqing wrote a big word "Dharma" on the blackboard, and then wrote "soul" and "soul pressure".
He drew two arrows from the word soul, pointing to "fa" and "soul pressure" respectively, and drew an arrow from "soul pressure" to point to "fa". In this way, the three words formed a solid triangle.
"[Method] is how we use soul pressure."
"You can say it is a "path" or "approach". The ancient Taoist books of the Yan Kingdom call it "shu", "Tao method" and "method". Modern Western mystics call it "magic", and Buddhism calls it "supernatural power". ", but the origin remains unchanged."
"We collectively call it [Dharma]."
Wei Zeshu frowned tightly, his brain working rapidly to digest and understand this information.
If he wants to survive, he naturally needs to strengthen his soul pressure and browse the records of other patients with soul overflow syndrome in order to find a complete solution.
The most important one is to become a deviant suppressor. The four and three requirements of the Grade E assessment are met. At this moment, he also understands why he is required to master his own [Dharma].
This thing is a tool, a tool that can produce real effects on people's soul pressure.
Lin Mingqing paused for a moment to let the students here accept this huge impact on the world. After a while, he took a sip of water and continued.
"Since we want to understand [Dharma], we naturally need to understand its properties. This is the analytical basis of modern science. The following is the first property of [Dharma]."
"Everyone's genetic sequence is different. Even identical twins will have subtle differences. This is the case with [Dharma]."
"The ancient scriptures say that there are no two leaves in the world, which means that there are no two identical leaves in the world. This principle also applies to Dharma."
"This is the first nature of [Law] and the first of the three iron rules for suppressing deviants."
He picked up the chalk and wrote two lines of large characters on the blackboard
"Three iron rules for outliers:"
"One: the law cannot be learned"
The law cannot be learned....
Wei Zuoshu chewed on these four words and subtly understood the meaning they wanted to express.
There are no two identical leaves in the world, and naturally there are no two identical people. The same is true for Dharma. It has unique characteristics that cannot be acquired through learning.
As expected of a tenured professor in the North, the atmosphere in the classroom was completely different from the previous two classes. It pointed to the essence of everyone's greatest concern, and all the freshmen listened attentively.
Beside Wei Curcuma, Li Shengruo rested his chin in deep thought, while he himself briefly recorded some notes in his notebook.
"Dharma is unique."
"It's not like a skill, which is acquired through study. It's a talent that everyone is born with."
"Since the law cannot be learned, then we can just lie at home and wait? Not necessarily."
"Although everyone's Dharma is different, we can understand that what we learn is the understanding of our own Dharma, deepening the application of the Dharma, and experience related to the Dharma. These are the things we can learn."
He took out the black box he brought into this classroom from under the podium and placed it on the table.
"Tianshu, please help me close all the curtains, block all signals, and then turn on the projector."
[Okay, Professor Lin Mingqing, I have closed all the curtains for you, turned on the projector, and turned on the first-level signal shielding. Range: Lecture Hall on the third floor of the main building, A-301]
The long dark green curtains hanging down on both sides of the lecture theater closed automatically and perfectly under electric control. The thick velvet material prevented even a trace of morning sunlight from entering, and the entire classroom was plunged into considerable darkness.
"Everyone, please turn off all electronic screens, otherwise it may interfere with the soul pressure field."
A few of the freshmen present also turned off their mobile phones and tablet screens, and soon the entire classroom was plunged into pure darkness.
After doing this, Professor Lin Mingqing reached out and touched the black and red seal on the big box.
The strange black and red patterns all lit up and ignited spontaneously along the patterns, and the falling ash flew away from the box mouth like a black-winged butterfly.
If someone can stand in front and understand the pattern of the seal, then they will know that it means [DF-00001]
