From Prisoner to Si Chen

Hearing this, Jilan perked up.

"Miss Peyton, please tell me!"

"Given that 'Toyalan' does not have the concept of time and space, ordinary third-level spiritual mystics can only rely on luck to find the land of gods."

Payton smiled charmingly.

"So most of the Kusei people relied on sailing again and again, and after countless searches, they happened to encounter the land of God during a certain journey, and thus obtained the 'Brand of God' ”

"If you are lucky, you may find 'Toyalan' after several or dozens of voyages, but if you are unlucky... thousands of searches will be in vain."

"This is also the reason why the number of Kusei people is far less than that of Mysterians. Wanting to climb to level 4 is not only determined by talent, hard work and resources, but also requires excellent luck."

Ji Lan was very surprised.

He knew that this matter was difficult, but he didn't expect that the difficulty actually lies here...

It does not rely on talent, hard work, nor resources and experience.

But it depends on luck!

If this is bad luck, where is the logic?

No wonder some people can't become long-term people throughout their lives, because this is really too shameful.

If you are a non-chief, you are destined to never climb level 4 in your life...

"Toyalan, the hometown of God, is Sichen's home, and it also represents the truth. Since it is the truth, it will manifest in the material world... The dream sea is also part of the material world."

Miss Payton said slowly.

"So, there are rules for manifestation. As long as you use this rule, you can successfully find 'Toyalan'."

"What's the rule?" Ji Lan humbly asked for advice.

"Passion."

Miss Paton spoke a word seriously.

“It’s something uniquely human, passion drives creativity and makes people unique.”

"Everything from wonders and buildings to cars and phones, food, drinks, and even art that are common in the world are all created by passion."

"This is also the manifestation of truth in the material world."

"As new gods, the Twelve Sichens have all ascended from humans, so they are also symbols of passion."

"Their laws are truth, affecting the operation of all things in the world and also affecting people's passions."

"So, Toyalan, the land of gods, contains strong passion. As long as you learn to feel it, you can find the accurate direction."

Miss Peyton seemed to tell Gillan this extremely precious secret without reservation.

"The dream ocean is the dark side of human collective consciousness, filled with all kinds of strong negative emotions... During the voyage, you can judge the specific location of 'Toyalan' by touching the seawater and feeling the intensity of emotions in different areas."

Ji Lan was shocked.

There is such a different way!

Without Miss Payton's explanation, how would he know such a secret!

At the same time, he also knew exactly what value this secret had!

This may be a precious secret that countless spiritual mystics stuck at level 3 are willing to pay any price to exchange!

"Thanks for the tip, Miss Peyton."

Ji Lan pinched the brim of his hat, bowed his head and thanked her.

Payton covered his mouth and chuckled, saying:

"You're welcome, it's just an exchange of equal value."

With that said, she extended her index finger and raised her hand, signaling Gilan to wait a moment.

Wow! !

Suddenly, a pair of white wings suddenly spread out from Miss Peyton's back.

The wings actually bloomed with a dazzling golden light!

A strong sense of oppression, accompanied by an invisible aura, made Ji Lan feel an unspeakable awe in his heart.

Even instinctive fear!

His expression turned grim.

Narrowing his eyes, he raised his hand to block the light.

At the same time, with the help of the "anchor" quality, he suppressed his violently fluctuating emotions and remained calm, so as not to make a fool of himself.

Sade suddenly took off her black wide-brimmed hat and gently stood in front of Gilan.

Like a steel wall, firmly blocking the violent hurricane, the fear in Gilan's heart disappeared, and he could no longer feel the terrifying sense of oppression, and he couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, a dissatisfied voice came from under Sade's veil:

"Peyton! Do you want to kill him?"

"Ah... I'm sorry, I forgot that Mr. Gillan is just a mystic."

Payton saw Sade's unhappy face and quickly apologized.

Then, she thought for a moment, then pulled off a white feather from her wings and handed it to Ji Lan.

"Here, Mr. Gillan."

"This is it?" Jilan looked confused and took the feather.

"It can be regarded as a token and an apology."

Payton smiled apologetically, then folded his wings behind his back and disappeared without a trace.

Gillan looked down.

Colorful entries slowly emerged from the feathers in hand:

"Xinyu. The feathers of the May apostle 'Bishu' are given as tokens and apology to visiting friends. Feathers contain powerful mysterious power and can also be used as a medium to directly reach the 'Withered Garden' in dreams. Influenced by external forces.”

apostle!

Miss Peyton Sasha is the apostle of May Sichen's "Twin Kite"!

Bi Shu? !

‘Then Ms. Sade and Ms. Jiaika are also apostles? ! ’

Jilan's pupils shrank sharply.

He unexpectedly broke into the tea party of the three apostles and had a secret exchange with them!

"Thank you." Gillan thanked Payton.

Then, he turned to look at Shade and thanked her again: "Thank you too, Ms. Shade."

Just now, the other party took the initiative to block his aura, and Ji Lan would not be rude because of it.

Sade put her black wide-brimmed hat back on and waved her hands.

Although it was only for a very brief moment, Gillan saw Ms. Sade's true face up close.

The other party's appearance is extremely beautiful, especially those eyes, which are light gray, deep and full of wisdom.

"Let's stop here for this tea party first. I have to go back and continue writing..."

Sade said to the other two ladies.

"Okay, okay." Payton shrugged.

"See you next time, Mr. Gillan."

The lady with short white hair smiled at Jilan and gave one final reminder:

"Although you now know how to find the land of gods, I advise you to wait until level 3 before officially setting sail, because your current spirituality is not enough to sail that far."

Hearing this, Jilan was thoughtful.

He immediately nodded and said solemnly:

"Thank you again for the heads up, Miss Peyton."

He wisely stood up, took off his hat, and said goodbye to the other two ladies.

Sade and Jiaika smiled lightly and said nothing, just nodded to him.

…

…

The next day.

The morning sunshine and the chirping of birds on the windowsill woke Gilan from her sleep.

He opened his eyes and felt very tired.

Last night on the dream sea, after a long voyage, my spiritual energy was severely exhausted. After that, he participated in a "secret tea party" with three ladies, which made him somewhat depressed.

Fatigue made Gillan want to sleep a little longer.

But he quickly dismissed the thought of slacking off.

Gillan thought of the prisoner experience at the beginning of time travel, the pursuit of the Lewis family, the federal bombing, and the defilement ceremony not long ago...

He looked stern and slowly got up from the bed.

"I can't slack off..."

Gillan murmured.

"If you want to live well and live freely in this dangerous and mysterious world, you must have strong strength to rely on!"

He took a deep breath and began to meditate cross-legged.

Practice began as usual.

It's approaching nine o'clock.

Jilan finished washing and was sitting on the sofa in the living room, eating breakfast and reading the newspaper.

There was a sudden knock on the door of the rental apartment.

Tuk Tuk.

"Um?"

Gillan put down his copy of the Reichs Volkszeitung and his half-eaten egg and bacon sandwich, got up and opened the door.

Click.

Behind the door, there were two pretty girls standing, but they both looked a little haggard.

"Nancy? Milinda?"

Ji Lan was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, these two sisters would come to visit.

"Brother Jilan..."

Nancy looked up and smiled at him. But for a moment he hesitated, as if he didn't know how to speak.

Behind her, Milinda was clutching the corner of her sister's clothes. Her face had completely lost the lively and playful look of the past, leaving only deep anxiety and uneasiness.

His eyes were dim and his gaze was downcast.

The color of his lips was gone.

Ji Lan's mind changed and she roughly guessed the reason why the two sisters came to the door.

The title of Earl Farhan was deprived of his title by the empire, his property was confiscated, and even Maxwell and Ramon were killed by him.

The remaining members of the Farhan family left and dispersed. Mrs. Xenia had no choice but to take her three children, Nancy, Joan and Milinda, to live with her natal family, Viscount Jacob.

But a married daughter is like throwing water away. Mrs. Xiniya has actually changed her surname to Farhan along with her husband, making her an outsider.

Even if the Jacob family is willing to take in the Xenia family, the life of being dependent on others will not be much better...

"Come in and talk."

Ji Lan sighed secretly and turned sideways.

Although he had enmity with Ramon and Maxwell, he didn't have much ill feelings toward his two sisters, Nancy and Milinda.

It's not that I love it, but it's not that I hate it either.

"Excuse me, brother."

Nancy quietly pulled her sister Milinda, and the two girls quickly raised their skirts to the blond young man and then cautiously walked into the apartment.

Gillan led the two of them to sit down on the sofa in the living room.

Then he went to the kitchen and poured them a cup of tea.

"Thank you, brother."

Nancy and Milinda took the tea cups and thanked them respectfully.

After experiencing the terrifying "Black Mass" ceremony that night, the two girls had a stronger sense of awe towards their brother.

They all know that Brother Jilan is not simple.

"You two came to see me. I guess something happened at home, right?"

Gillan said softly.

"Yes." Milinda nodded heavily, bit her lip, and said sadly: "Grandpa and father are both missing..."

"The purification department sent people to move everything from the house. Even the title and manor were confiscated..."

As he spoke, the sixteen-year-old girl's eyes turned red and she began to sob.

Nancy on the side hugged her sister, caressing and comforting her.

He raised his head again, gritted his teeth and said to Ji Lan:

"Brother, I...I want to ask you for help."

"Those aunts and uncles from Viscount Jacob's family took away the last remaining money from my mother... Now, they are worried about getting into trouble because of the serious violation of imperial laws by the Farhan family, and plan to drive us away. ”

"We will be homeless soon..."