"Lord Messenger?"
At some point, You Hanyan came to Jing Zhun and stood side by side, looking solemnly in the direction of Yehuai City.
He also discovered that some kind of change was taking place in the direction, but due to his knowledge and experience, he was unable to see through the essence and didn't know what it really meant.
Without the slightest tendency to cover up, Jing Zhen spoke immediately, half on guard and half eager:
"A secret realm has been triggered."
"It's just that this secret state is special. It doesn't exist in reality, it's more like a dream or a memory."
Hearing Jing Zhun's words, You Hanyan suddenly felt a sense of familiarity brewing in his heart. Taking this opportunity, he thought carefully, and a certain piece of knowledge deep in his memory gradually overlapped with the scene in front of him.
He said with almost certainty:
"Spiritual realm?"
"right!"
Jing Zhun did not change his movements, still "gazing" at the invisible energy that enveloped the entire Yehuai City, and said without changing his expression:
"It's this kind of secret place."
After saying this, he turned his head slightly and looked at the black-clad and black-eyed Chief Jingye beside him, his tone remained unchanged:
"You want to explore?"
"I can't decide immediately." You Hanyan shook his head and expressed his deepest thoughts frankly. He pursed the corners of his mouth tightly and said in a vague tone:
"Spiritual mysteries involve the soul and the soul. If you explore it forcefully, you may encounter some kind of unforeseen accident, which may bring great danger.
Even life-threatening. "
Unlike other secret realms, spiritual realms are not constructed by heaven and earth, but originate from the spiritual world of living beings. They are mostly the powerful obsessions and spiritual imprints of certain powerful beings.
In such places, explorers cannot get any actual objects, but they can obtain various knowledge through "browsing".
And sometimes, knowledge is priceless.
Of course, because this kind of secret realm involves real high-level existences and is closely related to the soul and soul, the development of things will be full of uncertainty and will give rise to some indescribable dangers.
It may be a memory or an observation that puts people in danger.
"There are some things, if you are hesitant, then don't try them." Jing Zhun turned his eyes slightly, as if recalling some things, and said in a tone of warning to the younger generation:
“If you are not prepared and act recklessly, you will be more likely to be struck by bad luck.
The spiritual mystical realm is no different than others. If you explore it rashly, you may encounter irreversible damage to your soul. "
"In addition." He pointed out an issue in detail:
"You still don't understand who and what the source of this secret realm comes from..."
…
Night locust city.
In the quiet and peaceful late night, most of the place is dark, with only a few orange lights scattered irregularly, like a few touches of light on a deep curtain.
Phew~
There seemed to be a breeze flowing, and the protective talisman array covering the entire night locust tree suddenly rippled and was dyed a little white. However, this change was too weak, and it was night, so no one noticed or noticed it.
Silently, the whole city suddenly distorted, began to become illusory and dead, as if it was covered by a gauze that covered the sky, sealing off the surroundings.
In such a scene, most people who were in a deep sleep frowned fiercely at the same time, but then they calmed down and their breathing became longer again.
The eyes of the few people who were still awake, unable to fall asleep, and still busy with other things became hazy, and a mysterious picture was reflected in their minds:
Somewhere in the deep darkness, a huge portal covered with patina and ancient vicissitudes of life slowly unfolded, revealing a strange world full of various colors.
This world has no sound, is full of cold silence, and has a selection of bizarre images, like a rich pantomime.
Above the sky, the outline of a huge building is vaguely visible. It is a castle, all gray and black, with a style different from current buildings, grand and vicissitudes of life.
At this time, ethereal and subtle sounds flowed down from the dark castle, passing through the surroundings, adding some kind of vividness to this cold and silent world.
This sudden change left the stunned people with no time to think, and they subconsciously wanted to explore the subsequent development.
"Help me! Help..."
Suddenly, a layer of high-pitched and crazy sounds poured into the heads of these people instantly. Then, these people made similar movements at the same time, holding their heads with both hands, as if to resist some kind of pain, but the movements failed to take shape, and one by one they He fell to the ground and fainted completely.
Illusory stone steps suddenly appeared beside these people, but before they solidified, they became transparent and disappeared quickly.
…
…
Fairy Flower Street.
Jiang Yan woke up from his nightmare, opened his eyes, looked around, and found that he was no longer in his own courtyard, but in a strange area.
This is a vast, deserted and quiet plain.
"Help me, help me!"
After waking up, the cry for help reflected in the dream seemed to have broken through some kind of limit, suddenly intensified countless times, and pierced the depths of the soul.
"It's like a dream world, with other spiritual forces spreading out in an orderly manner."
"The mind-stealing phantom god!"
Jiang Yan pressed his forehead with his left hand. As his eyes flashed, wisps of white mist emerged from his body, forming a translucent "cover" to cover it.
After being on the defensive, the shouts in his ears quickly became fainter and fainter, and the sharp pain that could tear his head also weakened, allowing him to devote more energy to observing other things.
Floating in the sky, the shimmering buildings first came into view. It was a black castle, cold and lonely. At first glance, the intuition was full of mystery and ominousness.
"This is?"
After observing for a long time, Jiang Yan could not figure out what the stationary castle foreshadowed or represented. After thinking hard to no avail, he immediately suppressed his speculations in this regard and lowered his head to look at his feet.
Under his feet, a narrow and long semi-illusory stone step suddenly appeared, and extended forward to high in the sky, ending at the black castle.
"What on earth is this? A place where reality and fiction interact?"
Jiang Yan pursed his lower lip tightly, raised his head and stared at the black castle again, then turned around and walked in the opposite direction.
He knew very well that the castle in the sky must be a key place in this strange area, hiding the biggest secret here, and it might have some clues to get out of here.
but!
There may also be dangers to match.
"First of all, we have to find a way to understand what is the state of everything here?"
"Is this a special place in the real world, a dream, or something else..."
Thinking like this, Jiang Yan couldn't help but become more alert. He looked at the deserted stone path, took a breath silently, and walked forward.
Ta-ta!
Ta-ta!
The stone steps seemed endless.
According to silent calculations, Jiang Yan did not stop along the way and had now traveled nearly ten miles. Along the way, except for the continuous and non-stop crazy roars, he did not hear a second sound or see a second living being.
There was only the sound of his footsteps.
He is the only one here.
………
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