Above the Seven Towers

When Luo Ling opened her eyes, the sunlight emerged from the cracks in the treetops, like a white needle, which pierced her eyes slightly. Reaching out to block the sunlight, the blue sky divided by the branches before her eyes made her realize that she was lying on the ground.

She sat up and found that she was in pure white. This is a winter forest. The surrounding tall trees have fallen leaves, the trunk is covered with snow, and the thin branches are covered with ice crystals. And on the ground where she was sitting, there was deep snow.

However, it is strange that Luo Ling did not feel cold in jacket and jeans. She reached out and grabbed a handful of snow, and felt as if she had picked up a mass of fine sand on the beach by the summer, cool, soft, and comfortable.

Is this the world in the book?

Luo Ling finally read the pages in Xiao Chen's hand, and then she appeared here. Everything here is so real and detailed, the clear ice, the rough bark, and the occasional falling snow make her wonder if she has returned to the earth and is sitting in the northern forest. Everything before was just a dream.

But soon, she confirmed that this is not the real world. A small spot of light flew out behind the cedar tree beside him. It was so brilliant even in the sun, emitting a long blue light, flying like a bee among flowers, circling back and forth. Luo Ling stood up, looked closer at it, and found that it was actually an elf emitting blue light!

The elf is only as big as a finger, and looks like a girl. Luo Ling has seen this little thing in the cartoon. She **** two butterfly wings and flies happily. When she saw Luo Ling noticed her, she came to Luo Ling's edge, flew over her shoulder for a while, brushed her face for a while, and looked at her from time to time as if playing with her.

"Elf, who are you? Where is this?" Luo Ling couldn't help asking when the elf kept talking.

"I am the book spirit of this book, come with me." The elf's voice was ethereal, beckoned to her, and slowly flew outside the forest.

Luo Ling hesitated for a moment and chose to keep up. She stepped on the deep hole in the snow. The elf flew slowly and took her up a gentle slope. The magical scene appeared in front of them, and the ice and snow stopped abruptly on the top of the mountain, just like a painter used a green paint to paint a stroke on the ground.

"Sure enough it's the imaginary world ..." Luo Ling murmured.

Stepping down on the grass and walking down the hillside, the pink and yellow flowers are full of grass. At the end of the grass is dense trees, a stream flows through the forest, and the sound of water sounds the breath of spring.

Luo Ling was walking along the stream, walking, the vegetation was flourishing, the ground was full of huge flowers, the branches and leaves of the trees were more arrogant, they stretched and were full of vitality. Luo Ling looked up, and even the sunlight seemed to be more intense, making her feel that summer had arrived.

"Is it four seasons?" Luo Ling walked in summer, looking forward to autumn.

Sure enough, he walked for a while. A piece of fallen leaves floated before Luo Ling's eyes, and his eyes crossed the fallen leaves. His eyes were all golden, the color of autumn. She stepped on the ground, and the leaves and dead branches made a clicking sound, which was the end of life and the beginning of life.

Ten minutes, Luo Ling went through a year of reincarnation in the illusion.

"You have a beautiful heart, and all you have is this beautiful world." The elf said, "And the front is the uncontrolled world, where there is a wasteland out of order and a test for you."

"What test?" Luo Ling asked a little nervously.

"You will know." The elf stopped talking and just led the way.

Luo Ling crossed the creek and went up a high **** again, and the trees began to thin out. As we approached the top of the slope, our eyes suddenly opened up.

"This is ..." Luo Ling looked at the front incredulously.

It was a vast expanse of wilderness, surrounding the forest behind Luo Ling, and Luo Ling knew that the forest with which she had changed every season was really insignificant compared to the wasteland.

The sky here is gray, like being closed by layers of dark clouds. The mud showed a strange dark purple color, no trees, no grass, and only rocky rocks. There was wind on the wasteland, and as soon as Luo Ling appeared, they became manic. The originally calm weather suddenly caused a storm out of thin air. The black ice crystals pounced on Luo Ling and forced her back several steps at once.

Luo Ling wanted to run back to the forest to avoid the wind, but the sound of the elf sounded next to her ear: "Your potential is extremely powerful, but the foundation of cultivation is too low. Forcibly shaping this world has hurt your origin. On the path of magic In order to move forward, you need to pay a more painful price than others. "

"Have you been blown by a strong wind?" Luo Ling asked strenuously against the strong wind.

"If you want to be strong, bear the pain, don't retreat."

What does this mean? Luo Ling didn't understand. However, there is a strong intuition that tells her that she can't hold back, and she must persist in the wind and snow. So she leaned on a big tree and was subjected to wind and hail on the edge of the forest.

Black ice is like a needle, and the wind is like a knife, cutting on her spiritual body. She found that even if it were not an entity, she could hurt and bleed. Among them, only she knew it. It did n’t take long for Luo Ling to feel that she had frozen into a broken popsicle, and the snow was a bit smaller. She opened her eyes and found that the surrounding scene had changed a little, and the grass extended from her feet. Eroded a small piece of wasteland.

"In the end this is ..." Luo Ling just started to feel a huge pain in her chest and abdomen, a stream of blood poured into her throat, but she did not dare to carelessly swallow it in this strange place.

"This is your space for meditation." The elf who led the way flew to Luo Ling's ear and said to her, "The source of your strength and the source of pain."

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"This is your space for meditation, kid!" The big man in front of Xiao Chen was wearing a captain suit, a big brim hat, and a pipe in his mouth. The cabin shook violently, and Xiao Chen had to hold the door frame tightly, but the captain stood in the room with his hands akimbo casually.

Xiao Chen felt that he was a bit familiar, and when he thought about it, he thought that he was very similar to the mad warrior in the palace. It's just that now he doesn't carry that big axe, and he doesn't have so many beards. This modern dress makes Xiao Chen feel a little uncoordinated.

The captain seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and said with some helplessness: "I look like this, it's all thanks to you!"

"Me?" Xiao Chen's mind flashed, "You are what I imagined?"

The captain grinned and said, "It's not a bad reaction. I am the calligrapher in" Knowing the Sea ". Everything around you is the result of your reading. As for my appearance, temper, and even the way of speaking ... … "He looked down at his figure." It may be from someone you often think of recently. "

"You mean, the book constructed the world and you?"

"No, it's you who constructed this world, or you are this world. And I'm just helping you build this world as a bricklayer." Shu Ling didn't seem to be anxious, waiting for Xiao Chen to slowly digest the meaning of this sentence.

"What are we doing here?" Xiao Chen asked for a moment.

"What are you doing? Why are you asking such a stupid question? Meditation! Of course the meditation space is used for meditation! What's going on? How come the people who have studied recently are guys who know nothing about it! Do you have no teachers? Moreover, the spiritual world of you guy is very unsteady, why is your foundation of concentration so poor? "The captain stared at Xiao Chen for a while, then exclaimed:" Oh! Oh! No wonder! Look at what I found, memory A different world in China? An outsider. "

Xiao Chen looked nervous: "Can you read my memory?"

auzw.com The captain shrugged and said, "I am a master in the spiritual realm! But what are you nervous about, I can only read the surface memories, what do you think, I know what. All of this It ’s your mind telling me. It ’s just a passer-by, who cares about my fart? My task is to help the person who reads, who he is? ”

Seeing the other party indifferent, Xiao Chen was relieved a little.

"I'm a little confused, and maybe seasick." He said with a frown on his stomach, bending over.

"You are not only bad in aesthetics, but also low in mobility." The captain walked to a porthole and looked at his image from the glass with disgusting eyes. Then took a shot of Xiao Chen Road: "Less nonsense, come with me."

The wind and rain outside the portholes made it impossible to see the outside scene at all. Xiao Chen could only follow the book spirit to move forward in the shaking of the hull. Stop stirring. He stumbled across the aisle with the captain, climbed down the stairs, and found that there was a very empty cabin below, with almost no seats in it. This is a ferry that Xiao Chen is very familiar with. When he was a child, he often used such a boat to cross the river to visit his grandmother. It can carry hundreds of people and bicycles, and generally only sails in rivers, but at this time it is turbulent in the rough waves.

Sure enough, when the captain opened the cabin door, the rain and the waves rushed in, and Xiao Chen was covered with wet light. He wiped the water on his face with his hand and looked out, seeing the furious sea.

"Are we ... are we going out?" Xiao Chen pulled the handrail on the wall with both hands, seeing the waves as high as a dozen floors, and naturally feared in his heart. He had never seen such a terrible scene in his imagination: the boat was sometimes caught in the bottom of the valley by two huge waves, like a little lamb under the cliff; sometimes it was thrown into the air like a small flower on the top of the peak . Xiao Chen struggled with acceleration and deceleration, feeling the pain of free fall and violent impact. The door frame is his life-saving straw. He grabbed the protruding part of the frame with his hands, and wished to insert his fingers into the steel plate.

He knew that if it were the real world, this boat would surely capsize in an instant, but in the meditation space, it was constantly tortured up and down. Xiao Chen didn't know if there would be a drowning in the meditation space, but between such big waves, this boat was like a dust in the gusty wind. As long as Xiao Chen relaxed, he would be thrown into the deep sea.

"You are really extraordinary, kid! You have the potential to be a madman. Haha." The captain has a magical power. Wherever he goes, the waves and rain naturally avoid him, and the bumps have no effect on him. He stood at the door, and no water could enter the cabin at this time. The seawater invaded the two feet behind him, like photographing the reef, smashing, and slowly retreating, "Many people have used this This book, but I have never seen such a doomsday scene. "

Xiao Chen was almost lying on the ground. He gasped and asked in a hoarse voice: "What exactly is" Knowing the Shadows "? Why is my world like this?"

The captain thought for a while and said, "The creator only gave me a task to help the readers face their own spiritual world. Spiritual force is an indescribable, indescribable and intractable force that was originally buried at the bottom of the subconscious mind. And I will use your experience, memory and emotion to visualize this power so that you can see and feel it, so that you can practice it more easily, and then use it to control magic. It ’s just ... "Captain I glanced with interest at the sea behind him, "The more the subconscious mind contains, the more dangerous the world will be. I have seen many people die in their own world, and their world is really trivial compared to you."

"It seems that this ship saved me?"

"Yes!" The captain patted the bulkhead beside him. He pointed to a switch five steps away and said, "Don't go, open it with your mind."

Confused in Xiao Chen's heart, he stared at the switch as the other party said, thinking of "turning on the light", and with only a click, the lights in the aisle lit up.

"this is?"

"This is control, this ship is a controllable part of your spiritual power. In this field, you are safe. The sea and the sky are the opposite, it represents the part that has not been controlled. Master the uncontrolled part. , You will become stronger. "

"Did the magician practice this way?" Xiao Chen simply sat on the ground.

"You should be honored that only the magicians of the Tower of Dreams are qualified to practice this way." The captain shrugged. "Lucky guy! You decide sooner, or you can go back to your own world and let me go back to sleep , I hate this world that keeps shaking. Either go out to fight the sea and control more and more power. They call this the 'forging god', and the magician has forged his own spiritual power all his life. "

"Will I drown outside?" Xiao Chen asked.

"There is no real death here, but once you are engulfed by the waves, your mind will be drawn into the deep subconsciousness and you will not be awake. At that time, there is only one possibility to become a walking dead."

"Vegetable?"

"Well, yes, I like these words in your mind." Subconscious "and" vegetative "are very vivid and easy to use, and this strange ship is also very interesting."

Xiao Chen was silent for a little while and decided to take action. Nothing is more important than learning magic.

He fell to the ground, grasping the skirting on the wall tightly with one hand and grasping the gap in the floor with the other, crawling out of the cabin like a spider like a spider. He figured out the regularity of the ship's ups and downs, and crawled forward quickly every time the ship stabilized at the tip or bottom of the wave.

The captain looked at him with a playful smile, and he walked outside the door, letting out the entire doorway, and the rain and the waves suddenly came again. Xiao Chen was on the verge of imminent danger. He grabbed the threshold and pressed his face against the ground against the impulse of the water waves. Then he took advantage of the inertia of the boat when it fell from the tip of the wave and threw it on the railing outside the deck. His head hit the pillar of the railing, and he hummed with pain, but finally successfully rushed out of the cabin.

What a vast, gorgeous and terrifying world this is. The sea is not the dark blue he imagined, but it was as if it had overturned the paint bottle, showing a colorful appearance. In other words, it is like there are some huge and colorful monsters lurking under the water, emitting various colors of light through a thin film of water. The sky is dark and chaotic, dark clouds are rolling in the sky, and lightning has been split from the sky, illuminating most of the sky, turning it into a relief carved with clouds. The rumbling thunder accompanied the torrential rain flooding Xiao Chen's senses. Let him shudder, make him fear, make him excited.

"It's a big world." The captain leaned his eyes against the outer wall of the cabin. "It's a pity, a pity."

Xiao Chen hugged the guardrail and enjoyed the stimulation of a roller coaster. He shook his wet hair like cloth and shouted: "What a pity?"

The captain rarely said in a serious tone: “The way of thinking determines the potential of the spiritual world. The creator believes that to form a perfect world, this person ’s thinking requires six qualities: knowledge, activity, computing power, Willpower, imagination, and stability. No one can do everything. The average mage has one or two strengths. It ’s good. I have entered the minds of many people, some of the world is cramped, some of the world is static and dull, there are The world is simple and rough, some are illusory and bleak, and others are ugly and desolate. I have never seen a world like you ... a world that is broad, flexible, rich, real and gorgeous. Unfortunately, you have one of the biggest shortcomings, that is, spirit The stability of the force is not enough, it is too violent, just like the sea! Otherwise, what a perfect world it will be. "

"How could this be?"

"I guess this is the price of opening this book without concentrating on it. Do you think the admonition on the page is false? If you don't reach the realm, there will be a price, and it is already a lot of luck to die."

Xiao Chen spit out and grinned, "But it sounds like, even if the stability is poor, my world is still amazing?"

"Huh, I'm only talking about potentiality ... The dead kitten is not as big as a mouse. The world that hasn't grown up is worthless in front of power." Shu Ling sneered, "You are still too far away. And Magic is an accurate art, even if you grow up, unstable mental power may make your magic very strange. "

"weird?"

"Imagine a fool using a mace to pick his teeth. It's not easy not to hit his face. Haha."

"Hey, then I can't just pick someone's teeth." Xiao Chen asked back.

Shu Ling looked away and ignored him.

"Okay, don't care about this. What should I do now?" Xiao Chen spitting seawater as he spoke.

"Spiritual power is hidden in the sea and sky of this world, contact them, feel them, control them with your will, and change them. You can get this power a little bit." The captain seemed to like watching Xiao Chen unlucky and happy Ha ha said.

"In human language: just beaten by the wind and waves?"

"Completely correct!"

"I **** ..." Xiao Chen just started another big wave hit the ship's side, submerging him in the silvery white water.