Chapter 170 Dream Visit
Jilan was a little confused again.
Miss Sparrow is different from me. She does not have the help of "Beautiful" and relies solely on herself to practice meditation. But the practice time is still short, and the improvement of gnosis cannot be so fast.
‘Is it because of her own experiences and encounters that she is incomparably compatible with the "Wooden Shackle Meditation Method"... just like I am with the "Iron Thorn Meditation Method"? ’
Jilan thought to himself, thinking it was very possible.
He thought for a while and solemnly said to Miss Sparrow:
"Perhaps, you can try to turn on your spiritual vision to see if you can catch traces of the elements of the universe."
"Yes." Miss Sparrow took a deep breath and nodded.
Through Gillan’s guidance, she began to meditate with her eyes closed. Following the young man's concise and peaceful words, he concentrated his energy and attention, and observed the surrounding environment with an "imaginary" vision.
Not long after.
Miss Sparrow really "saw" that there were light spots like fireflies "coming out" of the air and flying around her lively.
Scarlet, blue, golden and gray-black.
She looked happy and heard Jilan say:
"You saw it, right? Okay, next, try to open your mind and accept them... You can imagine yourself taking a bath Between them, let them melt into your mind.”
Miss Sparrow didn’t say anything, she just obeyed his words obediently and did as he was told.
Soon, as she emptied her mind and released the thought of "acceptance", gray and black particles floated in among the four colors of light spots, and they all disappeared into her body.
Miss Sparrow was shocked.
But he soon calmed down and continued practicing.
Under Jilan's spiritual vision, the outline of her originally white and translucent body began to gradually dye and turn gray.
‘Is it the earth element that symbolizes winter and the scepter...’
He secretly said something.
At the porch of the side entrance of the courtyard, a middle-aged nun came over. She was startled when she saw the two people at the stone table, and then she planned to step forward and tell the trainee nun that it was time to eat.
But an old hand stopped her at this time.
The middle-aged nun looked up and found the white-haired Dean Padmeier standing on the side of the porch at some point.
"Don't disturb her." The dean said kindly. "You go and have your meal first, Sister Kavita."
"Yes, Dean."
The middle-aged nun glanced at the courtyard curiously, then turned and left.
Dean Padmel turned his head and looked at the blond young man at the stone table in the courtyard. She nodded slightly to the other party, and immediately took steps to leave.
‘Sure enough...’
Jilan looked back.
‘That Dean Padmel is a mystic! ’
He just saw the gray spiritual outline of the other party through his spiritual vision. The gray light is abundant, even a little dazzling.
Jilan knew that this was a symbol of the third level "glow".
When the spirit is dyed for the third time and completely changed, it will emit a "glow" that ordinary people cannot see. This is a symbol of perfection.
That is the pinnacle of the mystic.
He is also standing on the tower of human reason.
The last time they met, Jilan didn't pay much attention. It wasn't until he deliberately used his spiritual vision to look at it that he confirmed the dean's strength.
The other party must have noticed something strange about him.
However, both parties have a tacit understanding and have not revealed it yet.
Also while Gilan was meditating, the process of Miss Sparrow absorbing the elements of the universe for the first time finally ended.
Her spirituality has turned gray.
"Mr. Snow Owl, I feel more energetic."
Miss Sparrow opened her eyes, turned to look at him, and said softly.
“Yes, this is exactly what it feels like after spiritual dyeing.”
Gilan nodded.
He thought for a moment and then said:
"Next, you try to control your body to fall asleep, pull up your island in your waking dream, and leave your mark... The name of 'Kingdom' will be announced... After that, you will officially enter the 'Path of the Fire Sword' and become a mystic."
"Yes!"
Miss Sparrow responded, nodding solemnly, full of expectations. .
But then, he hesitated and said:
"But, Mr. Snow Owl, my lucid dreams are a little strange. They seem to be different from what you said... Two days ago, in my dreams, there was indeed an ocean under the night, with nothing in it. But last night, I suddenly Arrived at another place. "
"It is a huge island, and there is a towering black castle in the center of the island."
"I am standing on the shore of the island, far away. Looking at the castle from a distance."
"Huh?" Ji Lan was startled.
Huge islands and castles?
‘The dream ocean is the dark side of human collective subconsciousness, which is connected to the deep soul of everyone. Could it be that Miss Sparrow accidentally wandered into someone else's spiritual kingdom for some reason? ’
Gillen guessed.
‘According to her description, it was a huge island with a towering castle... Even the spiritual kingdom of Kusei probably could not reach such a scale. ’
“Miss Sparrow, you can sleep here, I will watch from the side.”
Gilan thought for a while and said in a deep voice.
"After you fall asleep, please do as I say...but if you arrive on that strange island again, wake up immediately and don't hesitate."
"Well, okay, I understand."
Seeing how serious Gilan was, Miss Sparrow seemed to realize the seriousness of the matter, so she nodded vigorously.
Then, Miss Sparrow narrowed her eyes at Ji Lan and smiled, then she tried to lie down on the stone table and closed her eyes.
After ten minutes, wait for her to fall asleep.
Jilan, who had been watching from the side, was shocked to find that colorful lights flashed in his eyes, and "Bailan" moved at this moment!
When the colorful light covered Miss Sparrow's body, Ji Lan's heart moved.
‘Could it be...’ He couldn’t help but guess.
‘Can I enter Miss Sparrow’s dream through “Bailan”? ’
Thinking of Miss Sparrow's unusual lucid dream, Gilan thought for a moment and said to herself:
'Beautiful, fall into a dream. ’
The next second, he sat upright and closed his eyes.
Consciousness began to sink and fell into silence.
When Gilan regained consciousness again, he found himself above a strange ocean of dreams.
There is no island and cross-sword bonfire of its own below.
At the same time, Miss Sparrow was nowhere to be seen.
‘Where am I? ’
Jilan was confused.
When I turned my head and looked around, I couldn't help but be stunned.
"That's..."
On the far left, I saw a huge island floating on the sea, and on the top of the highest peak of the ridge, stood a towering black castle.
This is the same as what Miss Sparrow described.
There are several spiers in the castle, which are connected to the city wall to form towers. The overall style is quite ancient and solemn, and the body is slender, giving people a strong feeling.
On the outer wall of the largest and tallest square minaret, there is also a large round mechanical clock with the hands clicking.
But this clock does not have a twelve-hour mark.
But a strange nineteen hours.
It seems as if there are five hours suddenly missing in the twenty-four-hour scale, 16, 17, 18, 19 and 20 respectively.
The time it points to is also different from the real noon time. It points to three o'clock in the afternoon, which is 15 o'clock.
Jilan thought for a while, then flew towards the island.
He was in a lucid dream in the form of a conscious body, but because he intervened in Miss Sparrow's dream, he appeared in this strange area.
Gilan wants to explore the situation on that island.
Not long after.
He flew down to the island.
As soon as I stepped on the ground, I was shocked to find that there was a not wide stone path under my feet, extending straight into the depths of the mountains.
Between the stone slabs, knee-high weeds and unknown vegetation grew.
Jilan held her breath and walked forward along the path.
The whole island was deserted and quite dead. Especially in this night and darkness, it looks particularly depressing and gloomy.
On both sides, there is a desolate scene. The empty wilderness, a few lonely trees, not even the wind.
I don’t know how much time passed, but he finally arrived at the castle.
The huge city gate is open.
When you first enter, you will find a closed corridor. On the gray brick walls on both sides, rows of iron fire baskets are hung, burning with a dim yellow light.
Jilan took a deep breath and continued walking inside.
At the end of the corridor, he opened a wooden double door that was four meters wide, about ten meters high, and had a slender round arch.
Creak.
What came into view was an empty, huge and lifeless hall.
The hall is paved with red embroidered carpets, and there are white candles on the stone pillars, wall bases and tables and cabinets. The candle tears accumulated and condensed in a thick layer underneath, and the firelight reflected each other, creating an extremely mysterious atmosphere.
At this time.
Jilan vaguely heard a rustling sound of wheels rubbing against the carpet.
Soon, there was a clear and sweet voice:
"Hello, sir."
The girl's voice echoed in the hall, immediately attracting Gilan's attention.
He looked intently and couldn't help being stunned.
I saw a slender figure in a wheelchair slowly emerging from the darkness.
This is a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old.
Her long black hair hangs down casually.
Thin eyebrows, bright eyes, fair skin.
Wearing a simple gray-black dress, only the collar is white lace. Her slender hands rested lightly on her skirt, and she cast a curious look at Gilan with a smile.
Gilan noticed that there was nothing underneath the girl’s skirt.
She has no legs.
At this moment, he seemed to see the same kind of people, and a look of sympathy flashed through his eyes.
Jilan was silent for a long time, forgetting to respond to the other party's greetings.
Instead, he said slowly:
"You must be...in pain too, right?"
The wheelchair girl's expression was startled.
Her eyes flashed and her eyelids were lowered.
After a long while, he said quietly:
"Yes."
(End of this chapter)