The ritual was very complicated. Fangzheng did a count and realized that there were about forty-nine steps! Even the fastest ones would need close to an hour to complete the entire process!
If one was more serious, they would need an hour and a half to two hours!
And this was just the ritual before praying. Praying was not as simple as closing one's eyes and putting one's palms together. There was also a set of matching movements, tone, and intonation. Words spoken were not words, but songs sung. Although the song was very unpleasant …
Furthermore, the song seemed to have some bits and pieces of Peking Opera added into it. Often, a single word could be drawn out for a very long time. It would only end when one finished exhaling.
There weren't many words in the prayer, but it would take about half an hour to sing it.
This also meant that two hours of prayer would be gone!
Although the female assistant taught him some short praying methods, these were for emergencies.
However, it would still take about half an hour.
Fangzheng did the math. He would wake up at five in the morning, begin the ritual, pray, and end at seven.
This was only the prayer after waking up. Following that was the prayer before and after meals. Even if he used the short prayers, half an hour and half an hour for eating, that would be an hour and a half, which meant it was half past eight.
If he went to work or do something at half past eight, he could only work for three hours at most. This was because he still had to pray at half past eleven. After lunch, he would finish the prayer at one. There would be no time to take a nap because napping also required praying. In the afternoon, he would also spend an hour and a half praying for food and two hours praying for sleep. At night, he would spend an hour or two cultivating the Star Projection cultivation technique.
No matter how he calculated, he had very little time in a day.
What was even more terrifying was that the calculations just now were purely based on the time. If something happened in the middle, coupled with the preparation work and cleaning up after, he would only have three to four hours a day!
In these three to four hours, due to the exhaustion from praying, he would not have the energy to do anything else. In the end, he would dedicate the entire day to praying …
The most terrifying thing was that if he persisted, it would be equivalent to him spending his entire life praying. He would become a tool for prayer. Such a person would not be able to produce or do anything else …
If everyone did this, Fangzheng immediately felt his scalp tingle. Perhaps the world would immediately regress to the Stone Age.
Although many formal religions used to ask their believers not to enter the world, to abide by the rules and precepts, and to study the scriptures in the monastery. However, the research direction of religion was not material science, but spiritual science. To be precise, they were a group of people who studied philosophy. Even the world of religions had produced many masters of philosophy. Therefore, these religions were not without benefits to the progress of human society.
However, the Master Hairwood in front of them was pure. All he wanted was for everyone to recite a useless article that sang praises of his virtues! This was completely meaningless!
"Master, I really don't see any use for this thing. And this so-called cultivation technique of his, wasn't it the Buddhist Three Meridians and Seven Chakras? This fellow stole something and even dared to sell it openly. Isn't he too shameless? "Red Boy said.
Fangzheng nodded slightly but did not say a word. Although he already knew many answers, there were still some doubts that he had yet to solve. He needed to continue searching for answers.
After the lesson ended, it was almost dark. After everyone left, the female assistant began to arrange for the old students to lead the new students.
Fangzheng had an idea. Under the misdirection of A Golden Millet Dream, Chen Long and his friend became Fangzheng and Red Boy's guides. However, Fangzheng soon realized that Chen Long and his friend had split up. Chen Long's friend led Fangzheng, and Chen Long led Red Boy. Each of them led one person and walked in different directions …
"Master?" Red Boy sent a voice transmission.
Fangzheng thought to himself, "It's fine. I'll act according to the situation. I'll return your divine powers to you. Don't cause too much trouble."
Red Boy chuckled. "Don't worry, Master."
"Junior, that's where you live. You … Eh? Junior? "Just as Chen Long said that, he turned his head and realized that his junior was gone …
"My name is Cheng Hao. In the future, I'll bring you around to familiarize you with everything here. Actually, it's nothing much. The main thing is to learn how to pray. We spend most of our time praying, "said Cheng Hao.
Fangzheng said, "Patron, do you think the Pleiadians really exist?"
Pa!
Cheng Hao stomped his feet and stood on the spot. He suddenly turned his head and stared at Fangzheng with a crazy look. He enunciated each word clearly. "Here, you are not allowed to doubt anything about the Pleiadians! This is the first time. If there's a next time, I'll kill you! "
Looking at Cheng Hao's fierce eyes, Fangzheng knew that what he said was true. He was not joking.
If it were any ordinary person, they would definitely be frightened, but Fangzheng …
Fangzheng asked, "Have you become a demon?"
Cheng Hao raised his hand to grab Fangzheng's neck. Fangzheng raised his hand and, like slapping a watermelon, knocked Cheng Hao unconscious.
Then, he pushed open the door and threw Cheng Hao onto the bed. He carefully sized up the room.
There were two beds in the room. There were anti-theft windows on the windows. There was a layer of curtains outside the anti-theft windows, preventing one from seeing what was going on inside. However, there was another layer of anti-theft windows inside that were nailed shut with wooden planks. There was no gap at all.
On the beds and walls, there were slogans like "Long live the Pleiadians" and "Great" everywhere. Almost as long as one opened their eyes, these slogans would enter their line of sight. There was nowhere to hide.
"Twenty-four hours, continuous bombardment, and slogans everywhere. Anyone who stays here for a long time will be brainwashed into the most devout believer of the Pleiadians. From the looks of it, these people are using the guise of science to do evil deeds. There's no charge? "Fangzheng chuckled.
At the same time, Jiang Yumeng followed a woman into a room. The moment she entered, she felt that something was amiss. Everything here did not look like a school, but more like a prison!
Hence, Jiang Yumeng stood at the door and said, "Senior, that … I left something at home. I'll go back and get it first."
With that said, Jiang Yumeng was about to leave, but the moment she stepped out of the door, she was stopped by the senior.
Jiang Yumeng trembled in fright. Then, she heard the senior say, "Once you take the books and enter the dormitory, you will be a member of this place. From today onwards, you have nothing to do with the outside world. "
Jiang Yumeng panicked even more when she heard that. Just as she was thinking about how to escape, she suddenly heard a cold voice behind her. "The Pleiadians are not to be teased. Once you enter this door, you have to stay. Otherwise …"
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