Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

Chapter 101 Modern: This cultivation method can actually be cultivated? !
Facing the five training methods given by Ying Zheng, the mud monkey was a little excited, and opened his mouth to ask which one could become a god.

As a result, Ying Zheng slapped him directly on the head.

"You want to become a fairy before you learn how to run?" Ying Zheng reprimanded him with a straight face, and then spoke.

"All of these can become gods, it just depends on whether you have the talent."

Being slapped, the mud monkey didn't mean to be angry, but jumped up excitedly, his eyes shining!
"They can all become immortals?! Chi Chi Chi Chi!! Well, that one is good? Which cultivation method does the master say is good?"

"It's all the same, it depends on which one you like." Ying Zheng replied calmly, showing his superior demeanor,

The mud monkey has bright eyes!

Look, what is an immortal, what is an immortal, this is it!

Immortal law said to give!
Staring at the five cultivation methods, the mud monkey picked up the first one without any hesitation!
"It's the first book!"

"I want the first book that the master took out!"

"This is the best!"

Holding the Changning formula, the mud monkey 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 running to drive, the mud monkey ran back in a desperate manner.

Because it is not literate.
Ying Zheng: "."

In desperation, Ying Zheng had no choice but to ask Hong Wu to be responsible for teaching the mud monkeys to read. At the same time, he also handed over the other four practice methods to Hong Wu, and told him to practice one with Zhao Tuo and the other three.

After the training is completed, it is time to select the loyal ones in the Black Ice Platform to teach and teach.

After receiving this order and looking at the five books of cultivation methods floating in his hands, Hong Wu almost fainted from excitement!
From the bamboo slips suspended in the air by the king, it can be seen how high the level of these five cultivation methods are, and now they are not only taught to him so easily, but even let him teach the Black Ice Platform?
What a trust!
Hong Wu knelt on the ground, gambling to the sky and swore that he would never disappoint Ying Zheng's trust, and then with red eyes, he dragged the mud monkey to the guard hall and began to practice and hone.
The sun and the moon are like shuttles.

Thousands of years ago, the psychic golden mud monkey huddled together with Hong Wu in the guard hall. Those who read the Changning Jue carefully, almost put their faces on the bamboo slips, every word, for fear of missing it. past any text.

Along with their continuous research and thinking, their bodies gradually had one after another mysterious aura, which gradually hovered.
And in the city of Xianyang in the Great Qin Dynasty thousands of years ago, when Mud Monkey and Hong Wu were seriously studying the cultivation method and concentrating on cultivation.

After thousands of years, in the reinforced concrete city, there is also a person who is carefully studying this Changning Jue
"After all, it still won't work."

Outside the window, the grass is green and the sun is shining brightly. A man and woman in blue and white stripes are playing on the lawn. They are playing with each other and laughing happily from time to time, hearty and pure.

The birds on the branches chirped, the colorful butterflies flapped their wings in the grass, the air was filled with the rich aroma of gardenias, and the lazy sun shone down, making the whole yard feel like a paradise.

But this joyful mood, like a paradise, didn't 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, frowning.

"I'm dying."

"What the hell is this?"

"Changning Jue, it is true that Changning Jue does not make people peaceful."

"What kind of psychosis is this?"

The old man muttered, looking at the photo in front of him that was printed with fine words, heaved a heavy sigh!
The old man sitting in the room is none other than Cheng Yuanmo, the dean of Sucheng Mental Hospital who went to the archaeological site under the kind recommendation of a psychologist! !

"If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have wandered around. What kind of things are written in this book, such messy notes and words, what can be analyzed?"

Looking at the many complicated and clueless photos of ancient books in front of him, and then looking at the many strange characters carved on the underground waterway, the old man just felt dizzy for a while!
As the dean of Sioux City Psychiatric Hospital, the old man Cheng Yuanmo has a rigorous attitude towards learning. He has discovered and named many intractable diseases in psychiatry, and intends to make up for the shortcomings in the field of psychiatry in Huaxia.

During his 46 years of medical practice, the old man Cheng Yuanmo has been deeply involved in the field of practice and exploration, specializing in the acceptance and treatment of various intractable and miscellaneous diseases at the mental level, and he likes to study many rare mental diseases.

He once had a brilliant record of diagnosing and treating more than 20 mentally ill patients within one year, and he has cured as many as hundreds of mentally ill patients in the past four to six years!
In terms of analysis, treatment and diagnosis of mental illness, he can definitely be called a famous doctor of a generation!
But today, the old man Cheng Yuanmo felt that he had encountered an unprecedented challenge.

In fact, when he heard his friend ask him to help, the old man Cheng Yuanmo still thought it was a bit of a fantasy. After all, archaeology and the field of spiritual psychology don't seem to have anything to do with each other.

But after hearing his friend's explanation, the old man Cheng Yuanmo understood that during the archaeological excavation, some words and lettering were found to be a bit confusing, and he couldn't understand them. He wanted to analyze the mental state of many creators.

This is easy to say.

Cheng Yuanmo has always been very interested in mental diagnosis, the more difficult the better.

During his long career as a doctor, his favorite thing is to diagnose and treat many difficult diseases in the mental field. For this unprecedented diagnosis of the mental state of ancient people, old man Cheng Yuanmo is willing to go.

Originally, the old man Cheng Yuanmo felt that this matter was a matter of course. After all, his decades of medical career had allowed him to see countless states of mental illness. Basically, he just watched and said a few words. He can determine what is wrong with this person, what went wrong, how to treat it and so on.

And now, it is even heard that there are many books and traces left behind?
With so many traces, it is just a diagnosis, and after analysis, it is not a problem at all.

After all, when dealing with psychiatric cases, the most difficult thing is not to analyze, but to let them speak.

However, the relaxed state of mind of the old man Cheng Yuanmo gradually changed after seeing all this.
Practice method?
Longevity?

Ten thousand beasts come to worship?

Yingzheng ascended the throne hall?

Set Qin Jian?
Elixir?

Are you sure this is archaeology?

As soon as he arrived at the Qilian Mountain archaeological site, the old man Cheng Yuanmo was shocked.

And these belonged 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, they have just been released and have not been announced yet, so he is one of the first to know about them.

When he saw the underground cave and Yubi Pavilion, he could still remain calm, but it was just some ruins, nothing serious.

But after he saw the strange lettering in the underground waterway, the old man frowned a little, and began to think silently.

And when he saw the last Human Emperor's Sutra, he finally couldn't hold back anymore!

"Where is this human emperor's scripture? This is clearly a complete mess!"

Sitting in front of the sunny desk, the old man Cheng Yuanmo took off his reading glasses and squeezed the space between his brows.

"Although they are all classics, why is it so difficult to combine them? How is it possible to analyze the state of the people who wrote these things in such a chaotic sentence?"

Rubbing between his brows, the old man Cheng Yuanmo smiled helplessly.

When he saw these things at the Qilian Mountain archaeological site, the old man Cheng Yuanmo felt that something was wrong, it was difficult to analyze, and he wanted to shirk it.

As a result, before he could say anything, the old man Li Yunshan sent a series of photos after waiting for him to come back!

Not only the photos, but the old man Li Yunshan even translated the Xiaozhuan characters of these six ancient books into modern Chinese, hitting the IQ of the photos one by one!

Looking at those archaeological photos and the tens of thousands of words of translation, the old man Cheng Yuanmo smiled helplessly. It is hard to shirk now!

I can only bite the bullet and continue watching!
As a result, after that, he stared at these photos for several days, but he didn't see anything serious!

It's so confusing!

It can't be identified at all!
Every sentence is different, and every sentence doesn't flow!

Based on these, how could it be possible to analyze something?

Until now, the only thing that can be researched is only one, and that is the guy who wrote these things. He must have been in a bad state of mind at the time!
More than [-]% is the possibility of mental illness!
But what it is, he really hasn't researched it yet.
"Dean?"

"What are you looking at?"

Just when the old man Cheng Yuanmo was frowning, a head suddenly appeared on the window. It was a boy who looked thirteen or fourteen years old, with delicate features, and he was wearing a blue and white vertically striped psychiatric suit.

"It's Xiao Wu, how is it? Are you feeling better? Have you still had that nightmare recently?"

For the mentally ill, his own patients, the old man Cheng Yuanmo remembered every one of them clearly.

"It's been a long time since I've done it, thank you Grandpa Dean." Xiao Wu smiled brightly.

"Okay, you've done a good job. After a few months, if you don't have any symptoms, you can go out." The old man Cheng Yuanmo said with a smile: "Go and play."

The boy happily ran away, and after he left, many people gathered around him in a corner not far away!
"Dean! When will I be able to go out? If I don't go out, my wheels will be rusted. Look, the gas tank in my stomach is full, so I'm out of gas!"

"Dean, let me tell you a little secret, I am the son of Bodhisattva!"

"Sir, I think opening green passages for the leaders of World War II personnel is the current top priority of our courtyard!"

"It's okay, don't worry, there's nothing to be afraid of, it's the same as a cold and fever, everyone has the same hardware, only one XP and one W7"

A large number of mental patients excitedly came to the window to have a heated discussion with the old man Cheng Yuanmo. This scene was enough to scare many timid people away, but the old man Cheng Yuanmo answered fluently.

For a while, I discussed with others how to refuel the fuel tank, for a while, I praised the Bodhisattva son for his good looks, and for a while, I decided to upgrade the hardware
After easily dismissing many mental illnesses away, the old man Cheng Yuanmo continued to look back, lowering his head and worrying here again.

Not long after, the phone on his desk rang.

"How is it? Dean Cheng, have you found anything here?"

A heavy and tired voice came, and one didn't need to think about it to know that it belonged to old man Li Yunshan.

Compared with the old man Cheng Yuanmo, the old man Li Yunshan has been more sad recently. He finally dug the deep pit of Qilian Mountain and found the ancient relics belonging to the Qin Dynasty, the Ding Qin Sword and the Alchemy Dingshi, but he fell into another mystery.

In order to solve this mystery, the old man Li Yunshan has not slept for countless days, and his two black eyes are like pandas, as if he will fall to the ground anytime the wind blows.

"Ugh"

The old man Cheng Yuanmo pressed his eyebrows helplessly, "No, it is impossible to analyze at all. Where is Professor Li?"

Hearing this, the old man Li Yunshan also smiled wryly, as if he had expected it.

"I didn't find anything either."

"Everything in these books is too messy. I still don't know why they buried these weird books at the bottom, and I don't know why so many masters of law finally wrote such a weird book. Here come the books."

Hearing old man Li Yunshan's tired words, old man Cheng Yuanmo also sighed.

In fact, if he hadn't discovered these things with his own eyes, and they were buried under the ground, he would hardly believe it.

Because all of this is too 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 it is a book that is messy and nothing.

"But it's not that I didn't find it." The old man Cheng Yuanmo pinched his brows, "I found that the contents of these books, whether it is the "Human Emperor" or the other five books, are quite confusing. of."

"But despite the confusion, there are still some differences."

"If I'm not mistaken, this book called "Changning Jue" should be the first one to be written, and "Human Emperor's Sutra" is the last one."

"And if there is no mistake in the analysis, these people have more or less mental problems when they wrote all this."

"Perhaps. This is the earliest psychiatric institute?"

first psychiatric institute
Regarding all this, the old man Li Yunshan on the other end of the phone suddenly felt a little helpless.

Looking at the many photos of the ruins in front of him, the old man Li Yunshan sighed, and sat on the chair with a helpless wry smile.

"Dean Cheng, tell me, when Qin Shihuang came to the throne more than 2000 years ago, why did you make such a weird scene?"

"These books are buried in the ground, what is the use of them?"

"Besides, when I discover a few relics, I often find words such as 'cultivation' and 'become immortal'. In the pre-Qin period, did there really exist Qi refiners? "

Hearing the series of inquiries from the old man Li Yunshan, the old man Cheng Yuanmo was also helpless, knowing that this was the reason why he was too tired in recent days.

"Ugh"

Sighing lightly, the old man Cheng Yuanmo just wanted to play his role as the director of a psychiatric hospital, and take a part-time job as a psychological tutor to clear up the old man Li Yunshan.
A voice of incomparable surprise suddenly yelled in his ear.

"Yes, can you practice?"

"Dean!"

"Where did you get these cultivation methods?!"

"These things can be cultivated!!"

(End of this chapter)