Chapter 101 Modern Times: Is this cultivation method really possible? !
Facing the five cultivation methods given by Ying Zheng, Nihou was a little excited and opened his mouth to decide which one would make him a god.
As a result, Ying Zheng slapped him directly on the head.
"You haven't learned how to run yet, and you want to become an immortal?" Ying Zheng scolded him with a straight face, and then spoke.
“These can all become gods, it just depends on whether you have the talent.”
After being slapped, Mu Mu didn't show any anger. Instead, he jumped up excitedly, his eyes shining!
“You can all become gods?! Zhizhizhizhi!! So, which one is better? Which cultivation method does the master say is better?”
“It’s all the same, it depends on which one you like. "Ying Zheng replied calmly, showing his masterly demeanor,
The clay monkey has bright eyes!
Look, what is an immortal, what is a god, this is it!
Just give it to me if you ask for the magic from the gods!
Looking at the five cultivation methods, Mu Mu didn’t hesitate and picked up the first book directly!
“This is the first one!”
“I want the first one the master brings out!”
“This is the best one!”
Holding Chang Ning Jue in his arms, Nihou kowtowed excitedly in front of Ying Zheng and ran away happily, planning to find a corner to practice by himself.
As a result, not long after I ran to drive, the mud monkey ran back dejectedly.
Because it is not literate.
Ying Zheng: "."
In desperation, Ying Zheng had no choice but to let Hong Wu be responsible for teaching the clay monkey to read, and at the same time, he also sent the other four to This cultivation method was given to Hong Wu, and he and Zhao Tuo and the other three were instructed to practice one method each.
After completing the training, they began to select loyal people in the Black Ice Platform to teach and teach.
After receiving this order and looking at the five cultivation methods suspended in his hand, Hong Wu almost fainted with excitement!
From the fact that the king held these bamboo slips suspended in the air, we can see how high the level of these five cultivation methods is, and now not only are they taught to him so easily, they are even taught to him. He teaches Black Ice Platform?
How much trust is this!
Hongwu knelt on the ground and gambled that he would never let down Ying Zheng's trust. Then, with red eyes, he took the mud monkey and ran to the guard hall to start training and training.
The sun and the moon fly by.
A thousand years ago, the psychic golden mud monkey huddled together with Hong Wu in the Guard Hall. He read Chang Ning Jue carefully, word by word, and almost pressed his face against the bamboo slips. I paused every word for fear of missing any words.
As they continued to study and think, mysterious auras gradually appeared on their bodies one after another, gradually circling.
And just a thousand years ago in Great Qin In Xianyang City, Nihou and Hongwu were studying the cultivation method seriously and practicing with concentration.
A thousand years later, in the reinforced concrete city, there is also a person who is carefully studying this book of Changning
"After all, it still doesn't work."
The grass outside the window is green and the sun is shining brightly. A man and a woman wearing blue and white stripes are playing on the lawn. They play with each other and laugh happily from time to time. The sound is hearty and pure.
The birds on the branches are chirping, colorful butterflies are flapping their wings gently in the grass, the air is filled with the rich fragrance of gardenia, and the lazy sun shines down, making the whole yard It's like a paradise.
But this joyful mood, like a paradise, did not seem to spread to the room.
In the spacious dean's office, an old man with gray hair was looking down at the photos in front of him with a pair of reading glasses, a frown on his face.
"I'm going to die."
"What the hell is this."
"Chang Ning Jue, it's true that Chang Ning Jue doesn't make people peaceful."
" What type of mental illness is this?"
The old man muttered, looking at the photo printed with fine text in front of him, and sighed heavily!
The old man sitting in the room is none other than Cheng Yuanmo, the director of the Suzhou Mental Hospital who went to the archaeological site on the warm recommendation of a psychologist! !
“If I had known better, I shouldn’t have wandered around. What kind of stuff is written in this book? How can I analyze such messy notes and words?”
Looking at the many complicated and clueless photos of ancient books in front of him, and then looking at the many strange words carved on the underground waterways, the old man felt a headache!
As the director of Sioux City Psychiatric Hospital, Mr. Cheng Yuanmo has a rigorous academic attitude. He has discovered and named many difficult and complicated psychiatric diseases, making up for the shortcomings in the field of Chinese psychiatry.
During his forty-six years of practicing medicine, Mr. Cheng Yuanmo has been deeply involved in the field of practical exploration, specializing in accepting and treating various difficult and complicated mental diseases. He likes to study many rare mental diseases.
He once had a brilliant record of diagnosing and treating more than 20 mental patients within a year. In the past four and six years, he has treated hundreds of mental patients!
He is definitely a famous doctor in the analysis, treatment and diagnosis of mental illness!
But today, Cheng Yuanmo felt that he had encountered an unprecedented challenge.
Actually, when he first heard that his friend asked him to help, Cheng Yuanmo thought it was a bit fanciful. After all, the fields of archeology and spiritual psychology did not seem to be related at all.
But after hearing his friend’s explanation, Mr. Cheng Yuanmo understood that it turned out that during the archaeological excavation, some words and carvings were found that were a bit confusing and difficult to understand. He wanted to analyze the spirit of many creators. State.
This is easy to say.
Mr. Cheng Yuanmo has always been very interested in mental diagnosis. The more difficult it is, the better.
In his long medical career, his favorite thing is to diagnose and treat many difficult mental diseases. For this unprecedented diagnosis of the mental state of ancient people, Mr. Cheng Yuanmo happily went there. .
Originally, Mr. Cheng Yuanmo felt that this matter was a matter of success. After all, his decades of medical career had allowed him to see countless mental cases, basically just a few glances. , with just a few words, he can determine what is wrong with this person, what went wrong, how to treat it, etc.
And now, I heard that there are many books and traces left behind?
With so many traces, it is just a diagnosis and analysis, and it is not a problem at all.
After all, when dealing with mental cases, the most difficult thing is not to analyze, but to get them to talk.
However, Old Man Cheng Yuanmo's relaxed mentality gradually changed after seeing all this.
Cultivation method?
Immortality?
All beasts come to worship?
The main hall where Yingzheng ascended the throne?
Ding Qin Jian?
Elixir?
Are you sure this is archeology?
As soon as he arrived at the Qilian Mountain archaeological site, old man Cheng Yuanmo was shocked.
And these belong to the First Emperor?
How come I haven’t heard of it before?
However, although these shocks are surprising, they are still understandable after all. After all, it has just been sent out and has not been announced yet, so he is among the first to know about it.
When he saw the underground caves and Yubi Pavilion, he could still keep calm. They were just some ruins, nothing big.
But when he saw the strange carvings in the underground waterway, the old man frowned a little and began to think and become silent.
And when he saw the last Human Emperor Sutra, he finally couldn't hold himself any longer!
"Where is this Human Emperor Sutra? This is clearly written in complete chaos!"
Sitting in front of a sunny desk, old man Cheng Yuanmo took off his reading glasses and squeezed them hard Ajna.
"Although they are all classics from different companies, why is it so difficult to put them together? How is it possible to analyze the state of the person who originally wrote these things in such a confusing sentence?" Rubbing the center of his eyebrows, Old man Cheng Yuanmo smiled helplessly.
When he saw these things at the Qilian Mountain archaeological site, old man Cheng Yuanmo felt that something was not right, difficult to analyze, and wanted to shirk it.
Before he could say the result, old man Li Yunshan sent a series of various photos after waiting for him to come back!
Not only the photos, old man Li Yunshan even translated the small seal characters in these six ancient books into modern Chinese, each one hitting the photo IQ!
Looking at those archaeological photos and the densely packed text translations of tens of thousands of words, old man Cheng Yuanmo smiled helplessly. It was hard to shirk now!
I can only bite the bullet and keep watching!
After that, he stared at these photos for several days without even noticing them!
It’s so confusing!
It’s impossible to identify it at all!
Every sentence is different, and every sentence is not smooth!
How can it be possible to analyze these things?
Until now, there is only one thing that can be researched, and that is the guy who wrote these things. He must have been in a bad mental state at the time!
More than 90% of the time, there is a possibility of mental illness!
But he really hasn’t figured out what it is exactly yet.
“Dean?”
"What are you looking at?"
Just as old man Cheng Yuanmo was frowning, a head suddenly appeared on the window. It was a boy who looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old, with handsome features and blue and white vertical stripes on his body. Psychiatric suit.
"It's Xiao Wu, how are you, are you feeling better? Have you had that nightmare recently?"
For mental patients, his own patients, Mr. Cheng Yuanmo remembers every one of them clearly. Clearly.
"It's been a long time since I did this. Thank you, Grandpa Dean." Xiao Wu said with a bright smile.
"Okay, you're doing well. In a few months, if you don't have symptoms anymore, you can go out." Old man Cheng Yuanmo said with a smile: "Let's go play."
The boy ran happily He opened it, and after he left, many people suddenly gathered around him in the corner not far away!
"Dean! When can I go out? If I don't go out, my wheels will be rusty. Look, the gas tank in my stomach is full but there is no gas left!"
"Dean, let me tell you a little secret, I am the son of Bodhisattva!"
"Sir, I think opening a green channel for leaders of World War II personnel is the top priority in our hospital right now!"
"It's okay, don't be anxious. There's nothing to be afraid of. It's just like a cold or a fever. Everyone's hardware is the same, just one XP and one W7."
A large number of mentally ill people came to the window excitedly to have a heated discussion with the old man Cheng Yuanmo. This scene was enough to scare many timid people to death, but old man Cheng Yuanmo answered fluently.
One moment I was discussing how to refill the gas tank, another moment I praised the Bodhisattva’s son for his good looks, and another moment he decided to upgrade the hardware
After easily dismissing many mentally ill people, Cheng Yuanmo continued to look back. Lower your head and worry here again.
Not long after, the phone on his desk rang.
"How's it going? Dean Cheng, have you found anything here?"
A heavy and tired voice came, and you didn't need to think twice to know that it belonged to old man Li Yunshan.
Compared to Old Man Cheng Yuanmo, Old Man Li Yunshan has been even more sad recently. He finally dug a deep pit in the Qilian Mountains and found the ancient relics of the Qin Dynasty, namely the Ding Qin Sword and the Alchemy Cauldron. As a result, he fell into another trap. Within the mystery.
In order to solve this mystery, old man Li Yunshan has not slept for countless days. He has two dark circles under his eyes like those of a panda, as if he will fall to the ground if the wind blows at any time.
“Alas”
Old man Cheng Yuanmo pressed his eyebrows helplessly, "No, it's impossible to analyze at all. Where is Professor Li?"
Hearing this, old man Li Yunshan also smiled bitterly, as if he had expected it.
“I didn’t find much.”
“Everything in these books is too messy. I still don’t know why they buried these weird books underneath. I don’t know why so many legal scholars ended up writing such a weird book.”
Hearing the tired words of old man Li Yunshan, old man Cheng Yuanmo also sighed.
In fact, if he hadn't discovered these things with his own eyes and saw them buried underneath, he would hardly believe it.
Because all of this is so weird, why did the First Emperor do this?
What is his purpose in doing this?
Although these books condense many classic transactions of various schools of thought, when combined together, it is clear that they are a messy book that is nothing.
“But it’s not that I haven’t discovered anything.” Old Man Cheng Yuanmo pinched his eyebrows, “I discovered that the contents in these books, whether it is the "Human Emperor Jing" or the other five books, the contents in them are The content is quite confusing.”
"However, although it is confusing, there are still some differences."
"If you guessed correctly, this book called "Chang Ning Jue" should be the first one written, and " "Human Emperor Sutra" is the last one. "
"And if the analysis is not wrong, these people had some mental problems when they wrote all this."
"Maybe. This is the earliest psychiatric institute?"
The earliest psychiatric institute
Regarding all this, the old man Li Yunshan on the other end of the phone suddenly felt helpless.
Looking at the many photos of ruins in front of him, old man Li Yunshan sighed and sat on the chair with a helpless smile.
"Dean Cheng, tell me, why did Qin Shihuang do such a weird scene when he came to the throne more than two thousand years ago?"
"These books were buried underground. What's the use?"
"And when I discover several ruins, I often find words such as 'cultivation' and 'become an immortal'. In the pre-Qin period, there really were Qi refiners. What? ”
Hearing the series of questions from old man Li Yunshan, old man Cheng Yuanmo was helpless, knowing that this was the reason why he had been too tired in recent days.
“Alas”
Sighing lightly, old man Cheng Yuanmo just wanted to use his identity as a psychiatric director and work part-time as a psychological counselor to smooth over old man Li Yunshan.
A voice of great surprise suddenly shouted in his ear.
“Can, can you practice?”
"Dean!"
"Where did you get these cultivation methods?!"
"These things can be practiced!!"
(This chapter End)