Old-time musicians

Fan Ning sat up straight. After listening to Sir Viadrin's interpretation of the Noah's "glow refraction theory", he folded his hands on the table and remained silent for nearly ten minutes.

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Then he tried to summarize: "The focus is from the top down, and we are from the bottom up. Therefore, the ability of a knowledgeable person, to be summarized in the most general way, is to gain hidden knowledge and expand inspiration through the fog of history to enter the movement. Yong, the will behind the appearance of the world?"

"At the same time, some mysterious power can also be mobilized?"

"You understood it quite accurately this time."

"How can I become a knowledgeable person?" Fan Ning asked.

"Do you want to see those different colors?" Viadlin asked.

"Actually, the world's surface that drifts down and settles is not a cage that binds you. On the contrary, it protects you to a certain extent."

"The appearance of the world frames the scope of what you feel and know. Some transcendent and terrifying things will be excluded by your subconscious unconsciously, and if you take the initiative to peek outside."

"Maybe they will come out on their own?" Fan Ning suddenly said the content at the end of Professor Anton Konar's diary.

"That's right. The two major elements of a knowledgeable person are 'hidden knowledge' and 'inspiration'. And the two major dangers are 'distortion' and 'lost'." Viadlin said.

"When you first get a glimpse of the will of the world, you may feel superior and think that you have seen the truth of the world. But as you explore deeper and deeper, you will gradually find that the nature of the world is unknowable, and you will feel chaotic , distortion and inner powerlessness, you will feel that the ignorant are the happiest.”

"Where is Yiyong?" Fan Ning just continued to ask the previous question, "In other words, how do I get to Yiyong?"

"Is it in the sky?" Fan Ning raised his head again and looked at the dense candle shadows on the ceiling.

"I don't know," Viadlin said.

"We don't know where Miyong is."

"???Ah?" Fan Ning was stunned, "Aren't you already knowledgeable people? Don't you know where Yiyong is?"

"We can only dream about it, or to be precise, we can only 'borrow' through the dream." Viadrin smiled, "To pry into the will of the world, study the phases that symbolize divinity, and capture those symbols The quality of inspiration.”

"Human cognition is so limited that we cannot see even the image of the gathering point that has been degraded and collapsed many times. The only thing we can see with our own eyes is the appearance of the world - those flows that are constantly drifting downward and accumulating of sediment.”

"Even if there are those extremely powerful beings among the knowers - the 'knowledge ones', they can only see the movement in dreams."

"So, the way to become a knowledgeable person is the 'dream control method'? The purpose is to enter the migration from the dream?" Fan Ning asked to confirm.

He thought of Teacher Anton again.

It seems that in the process of exploring the "dream control method", the teacher did peek into something that shouldn't be peeked into, and finally got "lost".

This doubt may be explained in this way, but another issue is still not fully confirmed: the "mysterious chords" in the tone sequence fragments.

As a great composer, Mr. Anton should have a high level of inspiration. His "lostness" was largely due to the "mysterious chords" that interfered with his mind. Of course, the book "Sound Flow, Weaving" I don’t know if there are any pitfalls in "Body and Dreams".

The mysterious chords come from the fragments of the tone series.

As for the causes and consequences of the Yin series fragments, I should have closed the loop. The code has been deciphered, and the last "papyrus symbol" from the museum has been taken away by myself.

So what are "mystery chords" used for?

Is it just an extra layer of anti-decryption measures?

Is this thing not over yet?

Only if I get back the original sealed fragments and the book later will I have a chance to figure this out.

However, he felt that the difficulty of getting them back in the hands of the Special Patrol Office might exceed the decryption itself.

"Fan Ning, what do you think you are made of?" Viadlin did not directly answer Fan Ning's question about the dream control method, but raised a new question.

"Eh" As a chemistry dog ​​in his previous life, Fan Ning prepared to recite the periodic table of elements professionally, but he immediately reacted and tentatively composed an answer that was both Chinese and Western:

"Body and soul?"

"To be precise, it's three parts: body, soul, and spirit." Viadlin corrected, "It seems that I need to transmit some low-level hidden knowledge to you."

"Flesh, flesh and blood, your support in the world's appearance. It can also extend slightly to the first etheric layer, which reflects your senses and physical condition."

"Soul, spirit and consciousness. The conscious consciousness of the soul constitutes the second layer of emotional body, reflecting your rational or emotional thinking. The subconscious mind of the soul constitutes the third layer of astral body, reflecting higher transcendent emotions and thoughts. Star Spirit The body corresponds to the astral layer, which is the mixed zone where the world's appearance and will meet. This is the place that ordinary dreams can reach. If we want to go to the world's will - the transfer layer, we must first pass through this place. Ordinary people, when they are skilled in controlling dreams in lucid dreams, can rise to the highest point of the star realm, which is only separated from the migration layer by a thin film. "

"The spirit comes from the divine spark refracted by the radiance. What the knowledgeable people call 'inspiration' is the strength of the spirit. For ordinary people, the spirit is in a shielded state and mixed with the soul, so they call it It’s the soul.”

Viadlin stared at Fan Ning: "Aren't you asking how to become a knowledgeable person?"

"In a clear dream, when you reach the edge of the star realm, use the independent power of your spirit to tear open the film, you will enter the fourth layer of migration and become a knowing person."

"Caron, I am now calling on my power to take you to experience a glimpse of Mianyong. You will feel the colors that are different from the appearance of the world, and you may also experience the thrilling and strange dangers. Then, you can Consider whether to go down this chaotic and crazy path.”

Fan Ning asked curiously: "Can ordinary people also be led soberly into the dreams or migrations of a knowledgeable person?"

"Yes, this is actually Lianmeng, but the price is very high and the time is very short. Even the strongest among the knowledgeable - the 'Dark One' will not last long at will." Viadlin explained.

He took out a second small essential oil evaporator and placed it on another candle in the candlestick. It contained a colorless liquid.

"The secret atmosphere just now is made of acacia and anise hydrosol, and apple blossom essential oil refined by the 'pool' secret ritual. The purpose is to protect your mind. Now it is added with marjoram and wind to help you sleep. Nobuko and Lavender Mixed Hydrosol.”

He took out another pure black vial with a dropper. As the dropper cap opened, purple fluorescent light spurted out and spread in a spherical space with a radius of ten centimeters.

"Finally, drop in a little bit of the 'key' phase of radiant spirit liquid. They are the essence of inspiration extracted from the Yiyong, so that you will not exhaust all the inspiration of ordinary people the moment you enter the Yiyong."

Viadlin said, quickly dripping four or five drops into the evaporator, and then quickly closed the lid.

It can be seen that this radiant spiritual liquid is extremely expensive. Fan Ning feels that they are neither gas nor liquid, but rather a dense and shining "light". After being contaminated with the pure dew liquid, the entire vial seems to have turned into a light. Purple lights.

The sweet fragrance was mixed with the tranquility, and the purple shadow enveloped the candle flame. Amidst the singing of the phonograph's Requiem, Fan Ning felt that his state of mind fell into a quiet place, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

"Caron, pay attention to your feelings. The last time you can see the movement is only about one second, and it will depend on the strength of your inspiration." This was the last sentence Fan Ning heard in reality.

He had a dream. The objects in the room were shaking, the bricks were falling, and they were crumbling.

He stuck his head out of the window, looked around at the brick walls, and found that he was high up in a tower.

Fan Ning thought of the similarity between this scene and a dream he had recorded, and he successfully realized that he was dreaming.

The tower was about to collapse. In a clear dream, Fan Ning controlled himself to jump out of the window and flew into the mist-filled sky full of flowers and plants. However, he felt as if he was in water, his heartbeat was racing and his breathing was difficult. He should be there soon. Will fall and wake up.

"You don't have to breathe, so you won't suffocate. Dive upward." Viadlin's dull syllables came to mind.

Fan Ning's suffocation suddenly disappeared, so he tried his best to control himself and continue flying upward.

The sky is getting darker and darker, from deep blue to black blue, the plants growing in the sky have been distorted into undecipherable characters and scenes, and we are approaching the edge of the astral plane.

He felt that something in him had been ignited, and once burned out, he would fall into other unconscious dreams.

And it burns itself as fast as a handful of hay.

The feeling of being immersed in cold water still existed. He felt that a purple hole had been torn open in the space in front of him, and there seemed to be countless unrelated scenery inside, stacked like a kaleidoscope.

"Stay clear and let your spirit visit." Viadlin's voice sounded again.

Fan Ning tried his best to peek ahead, but he was not a wise person, and his soul and spirit were not completely separated.

He tried hard to stretch his head towards the migration layer, but his body was still stuck in the twisting tunnel of the astral layer.

In this tunnel, he lost his hearing and vision, and countless scenes and concepts crowded directly into his mind. They were all fragments of his previous impressions and evaluations of the world.

Finally, his spirit finally made its way to the migration layer.

He found himself leaning out from under the waterfall, and the rapid water behind him continued to fall towards the void below.

In the void of the night, there are sparse wastelands of different sizes suspended, and various colors representing different phases of radiant matter are swimming in the space.

Floating in the distance is a huge, hazy and stretching black-blue mountain ring. Farther inside the ring mountain is a clear, golden tower that towers into the sky.

He also felt the sense of being spied on from all directions. Unknown things that were much more powerful than him were dormant, growing, and squirming in the dark. The whispers ringing in his ears seemed to be climbing up his back.

He lasted for about three seconds.

Before his consciousness was about to collapse, he looked at the existence above the Huita dome from a distance, which seemed to be slowly rotating in the void in the deepest part of the sky.

At this moment, he felt that the sensory boundaries of his five senses were blurred and distorted. He only felt that He was separated from him by thousands of layers of light and dark curtains, which was indescribable and impossible to see. The concept of time is gone. Standing near him are his childhood self, his current self, his old self, his dying self, and his past life self, all trembling with sublimity. The concept of self disappeared, and he felt that these observers were himself, his father, his teacher, countless acquaintances or strangers, or even just a tree.

At this moment, he was very sure that if those thousands of layers of curtains did not exist, he would be annihilated into nothingness by facing the truth, no matter where he was.

However, he still felt the strong call from the being on the dome of Huita.

This was not his unique feeling, simply because everyone's spirit contained the divine spark that was first thrown out from the gathering point.

This is a yearning engraved deep in the soul, and a nostalgia that is unforgettable and like falling leaves returning to their roots.

At the end of the third second, his consciousness finally collapsed.

The room with all the gas lights turned on was extremely bright, with green smoke rising from the extinguished candlesticks, and the last trace of the sweet fragrance of the secret atmosphere remained.

"What did you see in the movement?" Viadlin asked while cleaning the coarse salt on the mahogany table, "Do you understand that everyone who knows will face a crazy chaos, full of chaos? A journey of exploration with all kinds of unknown dangers?”

Fan Ning's sense of self was not recovered for a while, and all kinds of faces and voices kept jumping in his consciousness, young, old, luxurious, vulgar, pleasant, painful, holy, filthy

After a long time, the pupils gradually regained focus.

He spoke, and countless scattered voices finally merged together,

The voice is low and clear, like a conversation with another self deep inside:

"The world is full of shortcomings, but eventually someone will see the glory."