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- The unpredictable door is sometimes big and sometimes small, making it impossible for people to open it. I thought I was proceeding cautiously as before, but the old man stopped me and warned me not to act recklessly. In a trance, Changtian seemed to see a brand new world. Although it was only for a moment, it was extremely profound. This was definitely not an illusion or an illusion, but a real sense of reality.
Without any explanation, the old man flicked his fingers and shot a beam of white and transparent light into Changtian's chest, and then recited an incomprehensible spell, seemingly activating some kind of magic. A few seconds later, the extremely unstable door in front of him suddenly expanded, resembling a gaping hole.
Shenxing was very confused about the old man's behavior. He wanted to ask but was hindered by the strange atmosphere. Xing secretly thought: It seems that the master has his own ideas. Maybe he wants to help the sixth prince. That should be the case!
After a long time, the old man said: "Young man, go in! See your dream world and create infinite possibilities in it. This will be of great help to you in your future life. Of course, I will be there to help you." "
"Okay!" Changtian hesitated for a moment before answering quickly.
"That? Can I go in?" Shen Xing spoke.
"You'd better go back!" the old man said coldly.
"Why? Is there something I can't see?" Shen Xing felt a little awkward.
"You can just think about whatever you want!" As soon as the old man entered, the door quickly closed.
Chang Tian had already gone in, but Shen Xing was too late to go in. It should be said that he was left behind by the old man.
Endless snow-capped mountains stand in the distance, and jade-white clouds float in the blue sky. The lush grassland is full of blooming flowers, and from time to time, small animals poke their heads out of their holes. Not far away is a lake that is as clear as a mirror and as bright as a mirror. To the east of the lake is a waterfall cascading down from a high mountain, which is very deafening.
The old man led Changtian to stand on the vast grassland. Breathing the fresh air and relaxing his mood, he said: "This is your dreamland. Here, you will be omnipotent. Make good use of your imagination."
Changtian looked confused and shook his head and asked, "I don't quite understand."
"For example, you are thinking about something in your heart, and then try to reflect it in front of your eyes. Try it! Young people can easily do it." The old man found a place to sit down and looked at Changtian with a smile, who was meditating with his eyes closed. look.
"Pammy?"
When Changtian opened his eyes, he saw Pammy appearing in front of him. He felt very strange. But the Pammy in front of him was just a figment of his imagination and soon disappeared.
The old man nodded with satisfaction and asked him to come over and sit down.
The so-called dream magic is an ancient magic that has been lost. It is said that it can control people's thoughts through dreams, and can also turn reality into a dream. No one can fully explain the specific abilities.
"What should I call you?" Changtian lay down comfortably and looked at the old man.
"Call me old man! I'm used to living alone in the wild, and rarely ask about the world outside. I didn't expect that I would already be old after a short period of time. Time is really not forgiving!" The old man's turbid eyes reflected a faint light. . It seems like a nostalgia for the past.
"Well! Old man, are you a general?" Changtian held his head in his hands. Very comfortable to lie down on.
"That happened in the past. The late emperor was still alive at that time. But things have changed now. I think I am getting older, and it is time to go to that world." The old man spoke with a joking tone, but he His expression was so serious.
Changtian didn¡¯t answer, but stared silently at the old man¡¯s expression as he looked up at the sky in ecstasy. After all, birth, old age, illness and death are the natural cycle of reincarnation and should always be faced.
At this time, a white rabbit was timidly approaching Changtian and kept walking around him. Changtian suddenly became interested and called Baitu over. The white rabbit seemed to understand, and climbed onto his chest without hesitation, sniffing around with its pink nose.
For a moment, Changtian gently stroked the white rabbit's soft fur and asked: "Old man, why did you let me come to my dreamland?"
"My God! Do you know what a weapon is? And what is your weapon? It is very important for you who have been deprived of magic to understand this." The old man continued in a loop and was not in a hurry to finish. It is worth noting that the old man changed his name to Changtian. Perhaps, he had his own idea.
"Aren't weapons used for offense and defense?" Although Changtian was confused, he still vaguely answered the old man's question.
"You are talking about the function of the weapon, not explaining what a weapon is." The old man said kindly with his eyes narrowed.
"What is a weapon?" Changtian asked.
"The answer is in every??'s mind is different because everyone's weapons are different. Some people's weapons exist for protection, some people's weapons exist for survival, and some people's weapons exist for harm, so the answers are different. "The old man patted Chang Tian on the shoulder and said meaningfully.
Changtian suddenly realized it, and secretly sighed in his heart that the old man was really not simple.
"You need to have your own weapons, and you must understand what weapons are. You must understand that as a warrior, you cannot live without weapons, just like trees cannot live without sunlight. A warrior without weapons is undoubtedly waiting to die. The lamb can no longer do anything. So, you must remember! Never give up your weapon at any time." The old man stood up.
"Also, weapons do not have to be tangible, they can also be intangible. Of course, it can also be understood that if you want to show your strength, you need the right weapon. Furthermore, the essence of magic is closely related to weapons. Different The magical nature of the weapon determines the characteristics and properties of the weapon."
Changtian took the liberty to interrupt the old man's words and asked: "In other words, you must first understand the nature of your own magic? Only then can you find your own weapons?"
The old man chuckled and said, "Yes!"
Changtian, who possesses the blood of wind, is undoubtedly able to use the energy of wind, but the nature of magic is not that simple. It is not easy to truly detect it, nor does it take a year and a half. Magic itself is a very mysterious power. Its essence is like a rock buried deep in the ground. It is impossible to see it without slowly digging.
"But you don't need to understand the nature of magic for the time being. You should hone your weapons first, and you will understand it when it's time." The old man's expression became a little serious, and it seemed that there was something to come next.
"My weapon?" Changtian stood up and sat up straight, asking himself.
"Wind! The surrounding air will be your greatest weapon." The old man stroked his white beard rhythmically, his deep eyes flashing with an unusual glimmer like the morning star in the dark night. (To be continued
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