HP Approaches the Magical World

Jon feels that his thoughts have become more and more unconstrained recently.

It is said that dreams are made up of one's own thoughts, thinking day by day and dreaming at night, although when he joined the ceremony, it should not necessarily be at night.

But it's all sleeping, almost.

When he was thrown from the sky by the old man, he had a new understanding of his strange dream.

It may be that Helga activated the ritual, using the secret language in his mind that he had deciphered, but he did not understand, to construct a new illusion.

But even if it is an illusion, this is an extremely advanced illusion. The feeling that that kind of power brings to Jon is almost the same as the traces left by [Deep Blue Sea] in the Fairy Castle.

In fact, the moment he was thrown down, Jon suddenly thought that there was still a trace of the law in his soul that could communicate with all things, but he didn't know the reason, maybe it was because Helga took over the ritual. I got through [Deep Blue Sea], or maybe Helga added something extraordinary to the ceremony. In short, what Jon is experiencing now is extraordinary.

However, he has no choice but to let the plot develop, maybe he will gain something? In the novel, don't the protagonists suddenly realize their enlightenment in strange dreams?

He felt that this might be a revolving door before death, maybe after he fell into the flames and was burned to death, he would return to the real space and wake up in the Dragon Soul Crypt.

The moment he was about to fall into the flames, the space changed, and he appeared in a new place.

This is an incomplete space, where there are ruins as far as you can touch, and the sky above your head is not blue or black, but crimson like a burning cloud, as if you didn't fall into the pile of flames, but fell into it. The same inside a crater.

No one was around.

"Is this a new place?"

He thought secretly in his mind.

The surrounding area is like some kind of weird hell, except for the big black bird statue not far away.

"Big black bird? Isn't this a ritual space for the mysterious bird tribe?"

Jon smiled, then looked away.

"Of course not, what are you thinking, kid?"

A voice sounded in Jon's soul, if his current body could be called a body.

Any communication, once it leaves language and relies purely on consciousness fluctuations, it will be much simpler.

Jon turned his head back immediately. At the position of the big bird statue just now, the original statue had disappeared, replaced by an old man in a black cloak.

This old man has similar majesty to the previous old man, except that the previous unicorn old man's eyes are wide open, and he has a feeling of self-prestige without anger. When he is not angry, he is not so scary.

But now the old man in front of him is quite different. His black hair is combed carefully behind his head, his eyes are slender, and his black pupils are extremely deep. The kind of person who can be seen as wily by looking at his face.

He didn't say anything, just looked at Jon so quietly, but it brought endless pressure to Jon.

Maybe it's the aura,

Jon himself admitted that in this kind of momentum, he still suffered from being too young.

However, being young has its advantages. With the mentality that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, Jon bowed to the old man in front of him.

"I have seen the seniors."

The soul fluctuations were emitted, and the feedback was received almost immediately.

"Boy, where do you come from?"

...

Since the gods left, practitioners in this world know that the world is not unique, but only those who are the most powerful are qualified to know the secrets behind the world, and most practitioners can only see the world in front of them.

As for why the black bird old man in front of him could know his origin, Jon didn't know either.

However, I don't know if he can ask.

The old man in front of him only had an unkind face, and he was very gentle in matters such as preaching, teaching and resolving doubts. He almost answered Jon's questions, and when Jon bluntly said that he didn't know that he After where it came from, I didn't ask this question anymore.

"I can know your origin, naturally because I have a way to be sure."

The old man Xuanniao waved his hand and came out after clearing a clean place. His soul fluctuations were concise and clear, and he seemed to be completely at ease with Jon.

"You have the power of a black bird to protect yourself, but do you know what a black bird is?"

If I knew I wouldn't ask.

Jon shook his head and made a gesture of asking for advice.

"The existence of the black bird is the grace given by fate to the gods to guide the future direction. He is a flying bird that follows fate.

Therefore, people with the power of the mysterious bird can clearly see part of the road ahead, and can also clarify what happened in the past.

So, old man, I can see where you came from. You have traces of fate on your body. Such an existence is very rare among the strongest in this world, let alone a young child like you.

Moreover, among the younger generation of the Xuanniao tribe, there are only a dozen or so who have obtained the power of the totem, and every old man remembers it.

The old man told you this, do you understand? "

Jon nodded embarrassingly, but he forgot that he is now in the base camp of the Xuanniao tribe. How could his own people not know how many people here have been blessed by the power of the totem.

Although everyone comes into contact with different things, under the teaching of Helga, Jon still knows that no matter what world he is in, the higher the totem, the stricter the requirements for the person who bears the power, so corresponding It will result in a situation where there are few people in some tribes and no successors. Although the Xuanniao tribe has not reached that level now, the particularity of this power is still not something that many people can have.

In a tribe, there are more than a dozen people who can become the successors of the black bird, and thus have the opportunity to see the past and the future, which is already very remarkable.

"Yes, I understand, but you have been talking for a long time, but you haven't told me who you are."

"Oh, that's right, this old man is the Otsuka Prime Minister of the Shang Dynasty, and also the High Priest of the Xuanniao Tribe in this world."

"Wait, Shang Country? So, this is actually Shang Country?"

Jon blurted out, and he was speaking Chinese at this moment, after all, he was particularly shocked now, and the language he spoke was also the language he was most familiar with.

"The mysterious bird of destiny descended to give birth to Shang?"

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