Above the gray fog

wrong.

The next moment, Lin Shan felt a force acting on himself, trying to pull the black bones upward.

But this thought-like power was extremely weak, like a breeze, and couldn't compete with the ferocious tentacles below.

The tentacles wrapped around him tighter, trying to drag Lin Shan deeper into the darkness.

However, just when Lin Shan was thinking that he would be sent to a stronger outer god next, and then his shell would be broken and released.

Another, more powerful force of thought suddenly strengthened this weak force, like an invisible torrent, directly pulling the black bones out of the ground.

The black bones drew an arc in the air, and finally fell steadily into the hands of an old man.

The old man looked calm and looked at the ground, "If you still want to continue to exist, just be honest."

After saying that, he waved his hand and rolled up the girl, and the surrounding scene became blurry.

Soon after, they appeared in a quiet courtyard.

There are two small Western-style buildings in the courtyard, surrounded by a vast grassland. On the grassland, creatures covered in black air are wandering, making low roars, as if they are ready to pounce at any time.

The old man appeared in the yard with the little girl, quickly placed her on the stone table next to her, and then hurried into the house.

After a while, he came out with a small white bottle, took out a pill, and gently fed it to the little girl.

The pills melt in your mouth and are effective very quickly.

The little girl's face immediately turned rosy, her eyes gradually opened, and she woke up from her second coma.

"Don't move around yet," the old man said gently, "I just neutralized the medicinal properties of the Qi-exploding needle on your body. The mental pollution of the outer gods is not easy to remove."

The old man asked the girl to sit on the ground, and he sat cross-legged behind her, rubbing his hands continuously, and white steam rose from his palms.

The steam was like a fine cloud, and then he clamped the girl's head with his two hands, one on the left and the other on the right, letting the white mist wrap around the girl's head.

Suddenly, dark, twisted black smoke rose above the girl's head, like a driven shadow, slowly dissipating in the air.

This process lasted for several hours, and beads of sweat gradually appeared on the old man's forehead, but he remained focused and did not relax at all.

"It's fine now. He is worthy of being the legendary Discord. Just a touch of mental pollution is so difficult to deal with." The old man finally breathed a sigh of relief and wiped his sweat. "The foundation will be removed, and the remaining pollution will dissipate on its own." , let’s talk next, come on, little girl, come into the house with me.”

The girl tried to stand up. She found that her body had become much lighter and her strength seemed to be stronger than before.

Looking at the old man with a white beard in front of him, he looked the same as in his memory, and had not changed.

With some curiosity and awe, the girl followed him into the house.

The decoration inside the house is simple and warm, with several simple paintings hanging on the walls and bookshelves filled with various books and ancient objects.

The old man guided her to a wooden coffee table, and they sat down separately.

There was a set of exquisite tea sets on the coffee table. The old man brewed tea skillfully, and the aroma of tea filled the air, making people feel peaceful.

"This room has been my haven for many years." The old man said, his voice soft and full of wisdom, "But today, it is also your shelter. We have a lot to talk about. Take your time and don't rush."

The old man looked at the girl with a kind look in his eyes, "Do you still remember me?"

The girl opened her mouth and let out a small "Ah~", then covered her mouth with a frustrated look on her face, with some doubts and annoyance in her eyes.

"Just remember." The old man nodded slightly and said happily, "When I went there last time, you were only six or seven years old. I didn't expect you to be so big in the blink of an eye."

He touched his gray beard and continued, "Your inability to speak is congenital. This is not a defect. It is just because the power you have is too strong, which deprives you of the right to speak. Next, you As long as you study in the tower and try to master the power that belongs to you, you can slowly recover like a normal person."

The girl was confused and couldn't help but let out a confused sound of "Huh?"

The old man's eyes were a little melancholy, "I didn't tell you at that time because even I didn't believe it at that time."

The girl's eyes were even more confused, but she didn't know what to ask. She could only lower her head and stare at the tea that was constantly swaying in front of her, her heart filled with confusion and worry.

"Let me tell you a story, maybe you will understand everything." The old man sighed.

He began to form words, as if recollecting memories from the past in his mind.

"About five hundred years ago, a person named Mamazaha found me. He was a legendary prophet. Because he was a legend, when I met him, I didn't believe it at first. But I’m worried about missing something important.”

The old man paused and looked into the distance outside the window. "Mamazaha told me that five hundred years later, at the border of the outer city called Hope, a girl who was born mute will be born in a village. That girl will be the new daughter of the new generation." If she dies, Beiliyuan will be severely hit. If she can grow up, she will become a real hope."

The girl's eyes were full of confusion. She raised her head and looked at the old man.

"A few years ago, I met you in a small village near Hope City. You are very similar to the person in the prophecy, and the time is also right, so I told you that if you want to gain power in the future, you can come to the Ivory Tower to find me." The old man looked at the girl with pity, "I didn't take you away immediately because I didn't believe that anyone could predict the time five hundred years later. Now, I still don't completely believe it, but I am willing to treat you as a possibility."

The girl's heart was surging with complex emotions. She lowered her head in thought, and the shaking of the tea seemed to reflect the waves in her heart.

The old man reached out his hand and gently patted the girl's shoulder. The warm touch made her feel a little relieved. "Don't be afraid. Although the road ahead is unknown, you are not alone. The Ivory Tower will help you grow until you can master the power that belongs to you."

"Even if you are not 'hope', your talent is enough to support you to become a strong person."

The old man picked up the teacup, took a sip, then looked at the girl and said slowly, "You have a talent called Dream Servant, which ranks seventh among the current A-level talents of the human race."

A trace of surprise flashed in the girl's eyes. She opened her mouth and seemed to want to say something, but in the end she could only listen silently.

"This is a very high-level talent, but now the mainstream fighting method of the human race is the ancient martial arts five elements and modern elements. People with talent must have more advantages than those without talent, but at the same level, it is not necessarily a crushing victory. There are also similar techniques of Dream Servant in the elements and five elements." The old man continued to explain.