Wei Ling's answers to Xuantai Scrophulariaceae's doubts were not just thrown away in private, but shared by all four people. Even Li Lingyou found it quite rewarding.
Time passed quickly, and many suspense in my heart were solved.
Scrophulariaceae was excited, but also a little happy, and couldn't help but sigh:
“I’ve been looking forward to this day and never named it myself, haha, now that I think about it, it’s so smart!
When I think of names like Wangyue, Hu Yanqiao, Dace, Cinnabar, and Guiche, I feel that they are not up to par. Master’s wisdom is better, haha! "
This statement made even the honest and simple Xuantai nod his head:
"I always feel that they will be jealous when they know our names."
Welling laughed loudly:
"The name is just a code name, don't worry about it."
"Master, it's a pity that Wang Yue, Hu Yanqi, and Da Li are not in the imperial capital for the time being. They are all involved in the Li Clan's mission and cannot meet the master in time."
Scrophulariaceae took the time to report to Wei Ling the whereabouts of several other people in the Li clan.
Additional information about Li Lingyou:
"Yes, Da Li is relatively introverted and doesn't like to socialize. He rarely comes back. He likes to stay in the Nuggets team of Xihai Metal Trading. Now he is going to the wasteland.
Haha, this little guy is already considered a rich man, and his net worth is more than mine... Wang Yue went to guard a family business transaction, and Hu Yanqiu seemed to be on a mission with a team in the family. I don't know the details. "
"It doesn't matter. I can move more easily now and can see them at any time in the future."
With a thought in his mind, Wei Ling stretched out his hands, palms upward.
In the blink of an eye, a spiritual light ball appeared in both of his palms, one dark gold and one dark green, shining brightly.
After a moment, the light group disappeared, and two small pendants appeared on each of Welling's hands, both made of gem-like material.
A golden one, transparent and shiny, the material looks like citrine, shining brightly, the hanging rope is a golden metal noose, and the shape is a cute elephant shape.
One is an emerald shaped like a monkey, with a restrained and deep tone. The hanging rope is also a braided rope formed by changing the arrangement structure of the wood spiritual power. It is dark green and flexible.
On the back of the two pendants, two old-era small seal script characters were engraved: Lingxian.
Wei Ling handed the golden pendant to Xuantai:
"Xuantai, I give you a small gadget. It has my spiritual power on it. It can be regarded as a spiritual beacon of mine. Whenever you encounter an opponent that you cannot deal with, if I sense it, I will rush over to help you in time."
Xuantai was overjoyed, this is not a gadget, this is half a life-saving charm!
He grinned widely, took the pendant, immediately put it on his neck, placed it close to his body, and bowed.
"Xuan Shen, this is yours. All my disciples have a small gift like this."
The old monkey was so excited that his eyes filled with tears.
For so many years, only Yuanbao, Yuanbei and Xuanming have kept their master's tokens. I and the others are like outsiders with unjust names. Although no one has said anything, I always feel uneasy. This Everyone is evenly matched next time.
Li Lingyou felt sad in his heart: "You all have them, even the palace guards, but we don't. I even want to be your disciple..."
Wei Ling laughed loudly: "What nonsense are you talking about? I will leave a beacon in your sea of consciousness. Brothers fighting tigers, you and I spend most of our time together. I am also scared of opponents who can't even be defeated by you." .”
Li Lingyou laughed and shook his head:
"Brother Wei Ling, with your skills, even if you sell customized jewelry, you will become a rich man!"
"Fuck you, do you think it's so easy to split your mental power?"
Wei Ling is naturally relaxed, but Li Lingyou doesn't know that he himself feels uncomfortable even after splitting a piece of spiritual power to enter and exit the source spirit world, let alone have to stay on the object all the time.
Xuantai Scrophulariaceae felt the familiar spiritual power fluctuations of the pendant, and clearly carried the master's spiritual power, and her respect for Wei Ling reached a new level.
To be honest, they are all mid-level warlocks, but they still cannot easily turn spiritual power into substance and retain it for a long time.
Having just returned from the World of Origin Spirits, he went out for another drink and made two small objects. Welling was a little tired and felt as if he hadn't slept in a long time.
So he asked the three of them to make their own arrangements and went back to the room to take a nap.
Before falling into sleep, Welling thought of Mi Meng. He went to Bohu County for the second time that day. The so-called guidance of Mi Meng was actually an attempt by himself. After a lot of hard work, he finally gained some Mi Meng skills.
This time in the world of source spirits, he forcibly transformed his spiritual power into millions, tempered his soul, and entered the high level of wisdom warlock in one fell swoop. This was also related to the inspiration of the secret.
He immediately searched for the Mimen Citizen through the barrier information, and then directly connected to the opponent's sea of consciousness:
"Brother Mi Meng, congratulations on resolving the crisis ahead of schedule and becoming Senior Yang's disciple!"
"Brother Wei Ling! Is that you? Are you back? Haha, we are all happy together, I want to buy you a drink!"
"Let's try another day, I'm too tired today!"
"Okay, it's settled, it's been too long since I've seen you!"
…
He cut off contact with Mi Meng and decided to wait until he had a good rest and tried to crack the original seal before contacting Xie Wudi and Xiao Duhuo.
As soon as I made my decision, I immediately fell asleep.
To Welling, it seemed like he had only been away for a few days, but ten years had passed since he manifested the world. This did have some impact on him.
The biggest shock came from the fact that he continued to separate his mental power after returning, and searched for a lot of information through the empire's barrier system. The massive amount of data and information made him a little overwhelmed.
So as soon as my head was placed on the pillow, I fell into dreamland.
This is in a true sense similar to the sleep of a natural person, rather than a warlock who still maintains a certain degree of spiritual vigilance.
He didn't know how long he slept before Wei Ling opened his eyes.
There was darkness in front of him, as if he was still in the dead space of the Source Spirit World.
He suddenly felt a terrible sadness!
He was worried that the various previous communications with Jinu, Xuanming, Li Lingyou, Qinghui and others were still hallucinations in the world of source spirits.
When he discovered that there was no so-called bed under him, his fear became even more intense.
However, in this dead and dark space, as Wei Ling examined it, the darkness slowly became lighter. Gradually, one could see the black undercurrent rushing toward him, passing through his body and whizzing by silently.
In the dark space, in addition to the surging undercurrents, there seem to be countless unfathomable abyss hidden, as well as countless wild beasts waiting for opportunities to bite people.
The scene before him slowly became clearer, and Welling found himself in a black wasteland.
And he himself was still wearing the gray casual clothes, which made him stand out in the dark world.
There is no trace of withered grass stems or tree roots under the feet, as if this is an absolute place of death.
Wei Ling faced a high mountain peak in the distance. The dark mountain peak and the dark sky were almost mixed together. Only the outline of the mountain was slightly different in color from the sky.
Wei Ling stood quietly for a moment, then began to move forward slowly, one step after another, and finally began to run wildly, towards the high pyramid-shaped mountain peak...
The air was filled with hot sulfur smell and strong radiation energy, destroying his body bit by bit, making his gray robe darker and darker, and gradually became translucent.
Welling soon became very tired.
This kind of fatigue should come from the spirit, and the soul is exhausted.
He gasped for air but did not slow down and ran until he was not far from the top of the mountain.
His steps had become extremely heavy, as if he were affected by a gravity spell similar to Phytolacca. The steps became very small and slow, as if there was an extremely powerful resistance that prevented him from continuing.
Suddenly, a hole opened in the ground around him, and a stream of fiery red magma rose into the sky, instantly breaking through the dark space in front of him.
The whole world turned red and black, causing Welling's eyes to burst into flames.
Streams of magma shot up into the sky and passed through Welling's body.
Every impact seemed to take away a bit of his strength. In the end, his figure became dim, and he changed from a translucent state to a completely transparent person.
Feeling that the magma rising into the sky did not burn his body, all the pain came from the soul rather than the body. Wei Ling became even more desperate, thinking that he was probably still in the world of source spirits.
He raised his head towards the nearly dark sky and let out a silent roar. He ignored the magma that passed through him and took away pieces of his soul at will.
Run like crazy!
The grayness of his body was gradually taken away by the blazing heat of the magma, leaving only a dark golden shadow, just like the spiritual body reflected in the sea of consciousness when he first entered the world of source spirits.
Finally, the head of Welling's spiritual body passed the top of the mountain.
As far as he could see, beyond the mountains, there were still endless mountains, but the skyline began to become clearer.
But between the endless mountains in the distance and himself, in the plain area, there were three huge figures, facing away from Wei Ling, walking towards the mountains in the distance.
Those three huge human figures, with their dark backs drawn behind them, were almost endless, covering up the mountains around Welling, making it suffocating.
They seemed to feel Wei Ling's presence. The tallest man walking in the middle suddenly stopped, turned his head and looked at Wei Ling.
Wei Ling couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he only felt that those eyes were emitting energy beams like fortress cannons, which instantly hit Wei Ling's mental body!
The eyes are bright and the world is like the sun coming down!
Wei Ling yelled and sat up suddenly.
…
For a moment, Welling was stunned. He was still in his room. The sunlight outside the window passed through the multi-layered high-transparency glass and just hit the head of his bed.
Wei Ling suddenly relaxed and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Fortunately, fortunately, I didn't return to that terrible dead world.
Lying casually on the bed, Wei Ling was still frightened, but even more surprised.
dream?
He himself is a dream master, but he can still dream?
This must be Wei Ling's first dream after coming down from the high mountains west of Iasi.
Welling couldn't help but have some guesses.
When he was exhausted and mentally exhausted, what he reflected in his deep sleep should be his subconscious mind. Could it be that that wasteland had something to do with his origin?
The dark wasteland must be in a high latitude area. Is the darkness in my dream in the polar night?
There are also barren lands, pyramid-shaped peaks, and erupting volcanoes.
Of course, there are also the three figures from behind who are almost indomitable.
The opponent's indomitable figure is probably a psychological reflection of the opponent's powerful abilities. So, is he really born in a hidden family?
