Jiang Muyin woke up again two days later, lying in the medical ward of the academy, with a bottle of grape water hanging next to him. @菠灬萝灬小@说脸色依旧苍白的像是一张纸, there is not a trace of blood.

He sat up in silence for a moment, staring straight at the white walls, not knowing what he was thinking.

There was a knock on the door, and the automatic door opened. This made Jiang Muyin come back to his senses, and he looked at the person who came in a daze.

Holding a large bouquet of orange tulips, the visitor put the flowers in a vase on the bedside table, and then sat down on the edge of the bed, and the visitor chuckled, "Why did you make yourself bruised again?" You have to take care of your body. It's not okay to get hurt all the time. ”

Jiang Muyin didn't look at him, his eyes turned back and continued to look at the wall in a daze, and he said for a long time, "This is not an injury, it is my life." ”

"The existence of such a thing as fate is to be trampled under our feet, and you still believe in that kind of thing."

"That's you, not me. I am a man who has been choked by the throat by fate. ”

"No, it's only me who can hold you by the throat, not even fate."

Jiang Muyin glanced at him, "If you really compare yourself to a god, then try to cure me." ”

"You're not sick." The man said.

"I know, it's fate." Jiang Muyin smiled self-deprecatingly, this disease is really terrifying, it doesn't break out for a month, but it almost kills him now.

"It's fate, but it's a fate that you need to face on your own. You can change it, but you're now denied the outside of that door, and first you have to find the key to open that door. The man said.

"What's in the door?" Jiang Muyin asked.

"Power, power that belongs to you alone in this world. If you do open that door, even the gods you talk about will only be trampled under your feet. The man said.

"Anyway, I didn't call you, why did you come out?" Jiang Muyin looked at the boy who was several years younger than him.

The boy shrugged, "I care more about you, thinking that you might need someone to talk to." That's why I'm here. ”

"Just kidding, am I the kind of person who is so lonely that I need you to talk to me?" Jiang Muyin snorted coldly, removed the infusion set and turned over to get out of bed.

"Aren't you?" The boy chuckled under his breath and got up and put down a mobile phone, "Call me if you need to, the first one is mine, the second one is my secretary, if you don't have money and can't do anything, call her." ”

Jiang Muyin picked up his mobile phone in surprise, the large-screen touch smartphone, he couldn't tell the antiques that were thousands of years behind, he had only seen this kind of thing in the museum in the past, but he didn't expect to get a brand-new mobile phone this time.

"Hey, I still have a few questions for you." Jiang Muyin put his mobile phone on the bed and asked the boy who walked to the door, "What is that door?" Where are the keys? What's behind the door is what you want. ”

The boy was stunned, "You have a lot of questions, but it's actually quite simple." But the door is as hard to find as the key, it's all in the abyss of your consciousness, and when you pass through the subconscious, reach the abyss of your inner consciousness, you will see the door, and to get the key you have to overcome what is in the abyss of your consciousness. As for what it is, it could be your fear or something, it's something you don't want to face anyway. And behind the door, I said that it is your own power. And I have my own power, but I have to take it back from you. ”

"The abyss of consciousness? The collective subconscious? Jiang Muyin also thought of the statement about human consciousness. Scientists in the past believed that human consciousness is like an iceberg suspended in the sea, above the surface of the water is the human consciousness, below the surface of the water is the human subconscious, and the collective subconscious is the deepest, that is the gathering place of all conscious life in the universe, if there is a god or something like that, then it will also be a part of the collective subconscious, because it includes the whole universe.

"No, you have to reach a deeper subconscious, which is a forbidden place where no god has set foot in it. Only special beings are qualified to arrive and go there to hold their own power. The boy said, "Also, the eighth level is the psychic consciousness body, and you are going to the endless abyss of the ninth level of the subconscious. ”

"What is a psychic body?"

"It can be called a multiverse, the most terrifying and powerful of all universes. The power there comes from the heart of the intelligent body, and it is likely that many people do not know what their projection in the mental universe looks like. And the eighth level can get there. ”

"Psychic universe? You say it's a universe, why can you reach it through the subconscious? There should be a physical universe, how can it be reached through the spirit? ”

"Because the mental universe is a parallel existence to all the multiverse, it does not exist in the material universe, nor does it exist in the spiritual universe, but in the depths of the heart of all people. It is the subconscious mind that constructs that universe, which does not exist in any space, but is everywhere. ”

"To peek into the abyss of consciousness, you need to have a deep sleep, right?" Jiang Muyin remembered something.

"Yes, but you can only wander between six levels at most, and the seventh level is the aggregation of a group of rudiments of consciousness to be born in the universe of the mind. I don't even know how powerful the mind of the intelligent body is, even if it's just a rudimentary form, once you encounter those who are more powerful, your consciousness body will have to be scattered. When the time comes, you'll probably never wake up again. The boy nodded.

"Then I should have a psychic consciousness body, right?" Jiang Muyin asked Ai Ai during the hidden period.

"Of course, you have it, but you are locked in the door of the ninth level, and the key is in the eighth level. Remember, there are dangers that you can't imagine, and if you make a ranking of abilities in this world, then the imagination of intelligent beings is undoubtedly the most powerful. And the mind universe can embody these imaginary abilities. ”

Jiang Mu nodded thoughtfully, looking down and not knowing what to think about.

"Finally, I'm telling you the news, those human beings who have the power of words and spirits have reached the point where the seventh level of subconscious has reached the point at worst, and only when they get there can they initially obtain that power." The boy's tone became low, "But after all, this is the power that can only be obtained by stealing the power of the world, and it is no different from stealing." ”

And with that he departed.

Jiang Mu looked at the door blankly, this guy is like this every time, saying some inexplicable words, coming every three or five times, but he only spoke for a while, and left quickly.

Some couldn't understand the point of him tossing like this.