Chen Yi had observed the inside of the magic tower in the Kingdom of God beforehand. There were no anti-theft magic circles and no taboos. He raised the lamp and stepped into the tower. There were actually only two floors in the towering tower. Looking up at the ceiling, he could see that it was a small one. With a sail-arch structure and bookshelves lined up one after another on the wall, Chen Yi quickly scanned the titles of the books.
Of course, it was impossible to sweep up all the books in three to four quarters of an hour. Chen Yi had already selected the books he wanted to take with him.
They are: "Before and After Consecration", which records the advanced knowledge of spiritual summoning magic and the rotation time of various gods, angels, and spiritual messengers; and "The Goldsmith and Witch of the Gods", which records the alchemy formula and the rules for taking it; "Days Under the Three-Colored Dusk Tree", which describes the apprentice life in the western mountains, is not necessarily the most valuable among the three books, but it is the most suitable for me at the moment.
After picking up all the above books into his arms, Chen Yi found that he still had some spare hands and glanced at them.
There are two books on the desk, one is half-opened and has an unknown content, "Old Past", and the other is "Séance Night", whose title seems to record spiritual rules. He took both books with him.
Holding five books in his arms, Chen Yi felt angry, and then felt a pang of regret.
"It's a pity that we can't steal them all."
Before the guards arrived at the college, Chen Yi trotted home holding these books and walked into the house with his feet in hand.
Hedwig is still sleeping, her room door is ajar, and slight snoring can be heard. Although it is a memory projection, except that it is intangible, her schedule, preferences, etc. are the same as those of ordinary people.
Chen Yi piled the books on the table, lit the rush lamp again, and opened the window not facing the street, so that the smell could be dissipated without being checked by the curfew.
Let’s take a look at what those two books are about first.
Chen Yi opened "The Night of Adventuring Spirits".
"I am a true believer and a wizard. I was not born a true believer because I was baptized at the age of six, but I was born able to see spirits."
This page is probably the preface. A good preface can often let people know what the author is going to write. Chen Yi read it in full. This book is probably an autobiography compiled by the author. It also depicts the spiritual world and the celestial kingdom on the other side. It can be regarded as educational. happy.
"Okay, the spiritual world is a bit far away from me." Chen Yi said to himself.
According to that brief apprenticeship experience, Lucius once said that it is too early for all the apprentices here to come into contact with the spiritual world.
Chen Yi moved away "The Soul Advent Night" and opened the book "Old Past".
Of course, Chen Yi did not pick up "The Past" among so many books. The reason is that the book cover is not written in Yawen or Platinum script, but in Zhenya script, which is commonly used in writing scriptures in Zhensect.
Almost all literate True believers can use True Arabic proficiently, and Chen Yi is no exception. With his talent in linguistics in his previous life, it is not a problem to read through True Arabic books.
Zhen Awen is a universal script used in books in most Zhen religion countries. According to Chen Yi's comparative observation, this language is an ideographic script that is highly developed and complex. It has broken away from the category of pictograms and is an inflectional language. In linguistics, generally speaking, ancient Chinese, old English, German, etc. are regarded as inflectional languages, and their affixes often express multiple meanings.
Take Chinese as an example: "Khan" and "江" both have the radical "氵", but they describe different things.
Even though Zhen Awen is a commonly used text in books in most Zhenjiao countries, for wizards who are widely persecuted in the Zhenjiao world, books about occultism that use pagan and alien languages and platinum script that recites magic are the most common. Chen Yi can count the number of magic books written in real Awen on one hand that Chen Yi has seen.
The real Awen is much smoother to read than Wen or the incomprehensible Baijinwen.
Chen Yi opened the title page, but the page that usually contained the author's name was blank. She turned another page and found no name. Probably the author had concealed his name to avoid unnecessary trouble.
“Eternal life is a long wonder.”
The first sentence of the opening chapter caught Chen Yi's attention.
"When I wrote this sentence, I had to quote Elvish poetry to match it, but my pitiful stubbornness prevented me from writing a sentence that was not original."
"[Therefore I crown the moon, and the stars listen to the sentence."
"[Before, I conquered the darkness with a sharp sword, and then I had a happy conversation with loneliness.]"
After turning over a few pages, Chen Yi glanced at each line at a glance. This was his long-standing habit.
Soon, he figured out what the book was about.
The author of "Old Past" is probably a woman. Her delicate writing style carries complex narratives that are painstakingly detailed, ranging from the appearance of the city to the small living customs or architectural styles. She talks about them one by one. The writing style is classical and elegant, and the use of sentences is particularly unusual. The old school is particular about this, which is usually only seen in scriptures.
She was writing about a city, from the perspective of a nun, a city that had appeared in a few lines in the scriptures. At first, Chen Yi was still confused, but after turning a few pages, she realized that she was writing about an ancient holy city. The sorcerer's mouth is drowning in the city in the pale showers as he searches for the taboos of the gods.
This discovery particularly astonished him.
City of Blessing, Court of the Gods, Place of Blessing, Saint of All, Place of All Mercy. She described it this way.
"A place favored by God, the celestial deliverer, the Lord of destiny, the ruler of eternity, the Lord who descends upon life three times and falls upon death three times."
"Whenever I think of writing this sentence several times, I can always think of climbing to the top of the church tower when I was young, overlooking a corner of the city, the thick snow on the eaves of the monastery, and the bright winter sun above my head. I was sweating, but the cold wind As soon as I blow it, the hot sweat will stick to my face coldly, and the change is so fast that people are unexpected."
This is how she writes.
After flipping through two more pages, Chen Yi saw a simple illustration with a huge horn and vertical eye.
Below is the text: "Forgive me for not being able to draw it realistically, so I can only use simple brushstrokes that are inconsistent with etiquette and upbringing. If it is too vivid, the papyrus will not be able to bear its weight, even though it is just a medium-sized animal. Dead souls (in my eyes, of course)."
Chen Yi realized that this thing was exactly what the wizard Lucius planned to summon tonight.
Then she wrote the first word of its real name: Rao.
"Rao..." Chen Yi couldn't help but murmur in real Arabic. Suddenly, his scalp seemed to be stung gently by something, almost imperceptibly.
He continued to read: "It is a small family member who looks after the Soul Bridge. It is probably like a jailer or a coachman. It can guide the dead souls back to the living world. Maybe the destruction of the Holy City was indispensable for its contribution. This... I also found out after my mother passed away.”
"If a genius with extremely high spirituality can gently call out the first two words of its true name, he will get a response from it. It's just possible, like me."
"Readers who read this might as well give it a try... This is just a joke. People who can read this book are definitely not newbies in occult science, right? Forgive me for forcing my sense of humor. Everyone knows that it is never a good thing to recite the true name carelessly. (If there is an apprentice who does not know his own abilities, please close this book and lose it in your memory as soon as possible.) "
After reading this, Chen Yi was startled, then curled up his lips and smiled.
"I'm just a rookie who doesn't overestimate his abilities." He laughed at himself.
Maybe you can try reciting it again above the sea of clouds with thousands of pillars?
Mu Ran suddenly had an idea. Chen Yi hurriedly flipped through a few pages and closed the book. After reading all the warnings, he thought for a moment. At that time, he clearly felt Rao's fear. There should be no worries about his name or danger. Things about the Kingdom of God. It just so happened that I had to go back and do the deduction again, and there was no shortage of lights in the bell tower of the Kingdom of God. It was enough to perform the deduction once before reciting the true name, and once after reciting the true name. In this way, even if it was not foolproof, it could be said to be cautious.
