"How do we know where it is?" The nurse directly interrupted the wrong person's unsatisfactory words and asked.
Xu Dingjia smiled mysteriously and pointed in the direction of the hall.
Shao Fang glanced at Xu Dingjia with disgust and murmured: "You can enter the lunatic asylum and see the sign... Yes, it is true that people from the Cultivation Family can do it. Bu Nao... I really didn't expect..."
"Didn't you expect something?" Xu Dingjia came closer and said, "Didn't you expect that the Xiuzhen family would also produce handsome men?"
Qiu Bubu was so weak that Jiang Cheng almost vomited on the spot.
Shao Fang did not look at Xu Dingjia and said coldly: "I didn't expect that the Xiuzhen family would appear in that city again, and the disciple who came turned out to be a hooligan."
"Little hooligan?" Xu Dingjia looked at Qiu Qiu angry, suddenly thought of something, his face changed, and asked: "I said he appeared again, could it be that... I have seen... him?"
Shao Fang said lightly: "He also has many questions to ask me. Although he is not very happy, Bu Nao has to do that."
Chu Xueying secretly smiled as she heard Shao Fang's words showing her disdain for Xu Dingjia.
Although Shao Fang didn't want to see Xu Dingjia, he arranged a ward for everyone to live in. After a tiring day, everyone finally had a place to stay. Chu Xueying didn't have any plans. Seeing that the ward was clean, she felt sleepy, so she took the pillow and fell asleep. Li Feng was also very tired and fell asleep in another ward.
Jiang Cheng was full of things on his mind. Although he was very tired, he had no intention of sleeping. The same person who didn't sleep like him was Xu Dingjia, who was fighting away the breath adjustment in front of him.
Seeing Xu Dingjia walking cross-legged so quietly, breathing very long. Under the bright light, Xu Dingjia's pale face actually regained some color, and Jiang Cheng was secretly surprised. About half an hour later, Xu Dingjia slowly opened his eyes, obviously more energetic than before.
"It was so dangerous. I almost hurt my roots during the previous journey." Xu Dingjia sighed, raised the water glass beside the bed and drank it down.
"What was I doing just now?" Jiang Cheng asked curiously: "Is it the legendary luck power? Opening up the Ren and Du's two meridians or something?"
"It's not that mysterious." Xu Dingjia waved his legs and said: "Of course there is no external power like the one in the novel, and the external meridians of the human body are naturally open, and they gradually become blocked with age. When it is completely blocked, it will be time to die."
"So, what is practice like in reality?" Jiang Cheng asked.
Xu Dingjia thought for a while and said: "There are many ways to practice. Taoism has walking meditation, Buddhist walking meditation, and even Christian prayer can be considered a kind of practice. But that requires the cooperation of secret techniques. The fact is , the purpose of spiritual practice is partly to strengthen the body, but more to strengthen the spirit. If the spirit and the body complement each other, then I can easily find examples in reality. For example, people with weak bodies are usually mentally weak, while those with strong bodies Those who are energetic. However, mental and physical strength is the first step in their practice."
Jiang Cheng listened carefully, but Xu Dingjia suddenly stopped talking and said with a bewildered look on his face: "Do you want to learn? He taught me!"
Although he wanted to beat the wrong person, Jiang Cheng replied rationally: "If what happened after the mistake is helpful, he is willing to learn."
After being carefully educated by Xu Dingjia for about an hour, Jiang Cheng walked out of the ward with a swollen head and wanted to find a place to breathe. Strangely enough, Xu Dingjia never asked about what happened in the nightmare fog, nor did he raise any questions about the wrong car. Jiang Cheng even tested Xu Dingjia, who seemed unwilling to know what happened in the process. In his words, whether everything at that time was illusory or real, there is no point in pursuing it too much.
In addition, Xu Dingjia seemed to have a deep meaning, and he also made it clear that now was not the time to speak out.
All in all, Jiang Cheng was relieved not to be asked about what happened in the nightmare mist. At least he didn't have to lie to deceive everyone. As for what happened next... Listening to the meaning of Mu Yexing's words, it seemed that they would encounter similar terrible things. The man's identity was mysterious, and he could move freely in the fog of nightmares. Jiang Cheng did not dare to underestimate the wrong party's prophecy.
No, the wrong party deliberately concealed it, and there was no point in thinking about it. Jiang Cheng even felt that even if he told Xu Dingjia, he might not know who Mu Yexing was.
Shaking his head, Jiang Cheng was too lazy to think about it anymore. After walking around the corridor, his nervousness gradually eased, and he finally felt deeply sleepy. Jiang Cheng turned around and walked back, but suddenly found that he seemed to be lost. Looking at the dimly lit corridor in the east, Jiang Cheng felt uneasy and walked forward step by step.
The entire lunatic asylum seemed very quiet, as if all the patients and staff were asleep, except for one person, the head nurse Shao Fang who had opened the door to them before. There was a light on in the office ahead, and Jiang Cheng knew that Shao Fang was inside.
Jiang Cheng remembered that just now, Xu Dingjia had talked to Jiang Cheng about things related to the lunatic asylum.
After imparting the knowledge of cultivation, Xu Dingjia and Jiang Cheng chatted: "I'm very curious as to why the nightmare fog and the messengers of the ancient gods can be avoided there?"
Jiang Cheng nodded.
Xu Dingjia pointed in the direction of the hall and said, "When Zai Ci left, he found their mark."
"Them?" Jiang Cheng was thinking of Mu Yexing, and he couldn't help but ask, "What mark? Who are they?"
"The Metatron Cube." Xu Dingjia said slowly, "It is the unique mark of their group of people."
"What's that?" Jiang Cheng asked puzzledly.
Xu Dingjia explained: "The Metatron Cube is composed of a three-dimensional figure corresponding to the four elements and ether. It is a very complex figure."
Xu Dingjia drew the figure on the table and said while drawing: "Some people say that through the Metatron Cube, one can understand the origin of all things and the ultimate secret of the universe. In fact, has that figure indeed been drawn from ancient times? It has been spread from east to west, and the true secret is so clear that no one can understand it."
Jiang Cheng was confused. He didn't know what was so mysterious about Hong's Metatron cube, so he said, "Metatron? Cube? What a strange name."
Xu Dingjia said: "Metatron is the name of the archangel in Judaism. In the early Kabbalah literature, Metatron drew a cube based on the shape of his soul. Kabbalah is a secret branch of Judaism. According to legend, it is Moses created a new tribe based on human talent and accepted disciples with extraordinary talents. Well, that is beside the point, but the key point is that the archangel Metatron is very interesting."