Arcane Age

"Haha, Xi Wei, I won the championship!" Charlotte, who had just gotten rid of the crowd of admirers and supporters, rushed into Xi Wei's laboratory and gave him a warm hug.

Feeling the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms, Xi Wei was not too excited. He was not a simple fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. With his aesthetics of a person in the thirty-fifth century AD, although the people here were all It is pure natural, but there are too many flaws.

You must know that for the peerless beauties under the aesthetics of the thirty-fifth century AD, even a single flaw in the whole body is not allowed.

"Very good, your hard work has paid off! I think this is exactly what we are after!" Xi Wei patted Charlotte on the shoulder encouragingly, and then let go of her embrace.

"Sorry, I'm so happy, I didn't notice that you are here too, honey, let's hug one too!" Charlotte was a little disappointed, but she quickly adjusted, and she quickly hugged Meryl beside her .

"I heard that Fa Awei and the others are going to hold a celebration party for you? Go there quickly!" Meryl turned her head a little unhappy.

"Don't you two go together? Since the last time you were promoted to high-level magic apprentices, we haven't held a party yet! I sincerely invite you to participate in this celebration together!" Charlotte was a little puzzled asked.

"Meryl and I are conducting some new discussions on meditation, I think..." Xi Wei spread his hands and shrugged.

"Honey, come with me, please!" Seeing that something was wrong, Charlotte quickly hugged Meryl and shook her.

"Sorry to disappoint you, the party is not as interesting as magic!" Meryl responded coolly, ignoring Charlotte's coquettishness.

Looking at the two people with firm attitudes, Charlotte gritted her silver teeth and stomped her feet fiercely: "Damn magic, this party will not be held! I will stay here tonight, let's see if you can discuss meditation A flower will come out!"

Xi Wei and Meryl laughed at the same time, and the atmosphere in the whole room instantly became very relaxed.

"Charlotte, go and inform those who are destined to be disappointed first!" Xi Wei smiled and watched Charlotte walk out the door, and then said to Meryl solemnly: "I have a new idea about meditation , but I don’t know if it’s correct, I want you to experience it, and I don’t know if you’d like it?”

"No problem!" Meryl replied without hesitation.

"During this process, my consciousness will enter the heart lake. You need to completely let go of your resistance to me and completely trust me. If you can't do this, I won't be able to enter your heart lake!"

Xi Wei came up with the key to this idea.

Meryl lowered her head slightly, but did not respond.

In fact, this is a very big challenge. In the thirty-fifth century A.D., as long as people have the money to do genetic adjustments, all of them are handsome men and beautiful women. Everyone can have free physical contact and vent their desires. Unreserved acceptance and trust.

Moreover, Xi Wei is undoubtedly a lonely explorer on the road of magic. He has no teacher or guide. Although he has done experiments with himself, whether it can be popularized, whether it can be applied to everyone, and whether it can play a role To achieve any effect, these all need someone to cooperate with the experiment.

This experiment is full of dangers, and it is a challenge for the two people involved in the experiment.

At this moment, the only student Xi Wei could trust was Meryl.

"I, I can do it!" Xi Wei didn't wait too long, and Meryl responded softly, just like a mosquito snorting.

Ling was still asleep, and under the dim light, Xi Wei didn't notice Meryl's small face like a ripe red apple.

"Very good! Sit in front of me! With your back to me! Try to enter the state of meditation!" Xi Wei put his hands lightly on Meryl's thin shoulders and began to guide.

With Meryl's solid foundation, it is not difficult for her to enter the meditation state by herself, but Xi Wei's guidance is the key prerequisite for him to enter Meryl's heart lake. With his current magical strength, if Meryl is even a little Even with all the resistance, he couldn't even enter there.

To Xi Wei's delight, under his guiding voice, Meryl's consciousness quickly sank into the lake of her heart, and she completely entered a state of meditation.

According to Meryl's heart lake, it is a rainy green grassland.

Meryl sat alone in the middle of the grass with her knees hugged, but this time she no longer lowered her head and completely immersed herself in her own world as usual. She looked around with expectation on her face, expecting a the arrival of people.

Xi Wei adjusted his spirit, as if the "soul had gone out of his body" described in Xiuxian's novel, his consciousness slowly rose from his heart lake, approaching Meryl's heart lake not far away. And this ability was also obtained after he went through the refinement of the soul level last night.

Soon, Xi Wei's consciousness reached the edge of Meryl's heart lake. He tried to get closer, but only felt a little bit of resistance. Before Xi Wei exerted his strength, this weak resistance disappeared. Xi Wei Easily entered Meryl's heart lake.

Meryl in Heart Lake looks younger, only about seven or eight years old, wearing cute children's clothes, like a big doll. Xi Wei, on the other hand, was more mature. He looked about 20 or 30 years old. Standing together, the two looked more like a father and daughter.

"I'm coming in, Meryl!" Xi Wei communicated with the little girl in front of him with consciousness.

"You are the first guest here!" Meryl said with some pride.

Xi Wei gently held her soft little hand: "Are you ready to have a great adventure with me?"

As soon as Meryl was held by Sylvie, she felt a sense of peace of mind, as if the world was so big that there was nothing to be afraid of, she nodded vigorously and smiled slightly.

"That's good! Let me start this wonderful journey!" Following Xi Wei's shout, the world suddenly changed, and chaos and darkness, violent wind and waves, and the vast sea reappeared.

However, this time, Meryl did not appear on the boat, and she found herself transformed into a black petrel.

"On the boundless sea, a strong wind sweeps through the dark clouds, between the dark clouds and the sea, petrels fly proudly like black lightning!"

Xi Wei's voice recited loudly like a voice from outside the sky, and Meryl's petrel, just like the description in this poem, soars wantonly in the strong wind and the sea!

"For a while the wings touched the waves, and for a while it shot straight into the dark cloud like an arrow. It shouted, and in this brave cry, the dark cloud heard happiness."

"In this cry, full of longing for the storm! In this cry, the dark cloud hears the power of anger, the flame of passion and the confidence of victory!"

"The seagulls groan before the storm comes--groaning, they fly over the sea, trying to hide their fear of the storm in the depths of the sea."

"The sea-ducks are moaning, too—they sea-ducks cannot enjoy the joy of life's battle: the rumbling thunder frightens them."

"Stupid penguins timidly hide their obese bodies under the cliffs... only the proud petrels are brave and free to fly over the foaming sea!"

"The clouds grew darker and lower, and pressed down on the sea, while the waves sang, and rushed high into the air to meet the thunder."

"Thunder roared. The waves cried out in angry spray, contending with the wind. Behold, the wind hugged the waves tightly. Throwing them viciously on the cliffs, and smashed these large pieces of emerald into a cloud of dust and mince."

"Petrels shouted and flew, like black lightning, arrows piercing through the dark clouds, and their wings picked up the spray of the waves."

"Behold, she flies like a spirit, - the proud, black spirit of the storm, - and she laughs, and she howls again... She laughs at the clouds, and it howls with joy!"

"This sensitive elf,—she has heard sleepiness from the fury of thunder, and she is convinced that dark clouds cannot cover the sun—yes, they cannot!"

"The wind howls...the thunder rumbles..."

"Piles of dark clouds, like blue flames, burn on the bottomless sea. The sea catches the flashes of lightning and extinguishes them in its own abyss. The shadows of these lightnings, like fiery snakes, burn in the sea Swimming around and disappearing in a flash."

"—the storm! The storm is coming!"

"This is the brave petrel, flying proudly over the roaring sea, amidst the lightning; this is the prophet of victory crying:

—Let the storm come more violently! "