At this time, Kritia looked at her son in shock, and the expression on her face was extremely exciting.

"You've finally done it......" Kritia's eyes were a little moist at this time, and the emotions that had been suppressed in her heart within two days were like a flood bursting the embankment.

She threw herself into Dirk's arms and lost her voice in pain, as if she wanted to completely vent the grievances in her heart and the injustice she had suffered.

At this time, Dirk stood there, stretching out his arms that had become much thicker and hugged his mother tightly in his arms.

"It's over, and everything will be better. Dirk said softly. As he spoke, Dirk noticed that his voice seemed to change slightly as a result of the ritual. The ten-year-old self actually made a magnetic sound.

Just by Dirk's appearance at this time, no one would think that this was a ten-year-old child.

As the minutes ticked by, Kritia's cries gradually subsided. The whole person also fell asleep in Dirk's arms due to excessive mental consumption.

Dirk controlled his soul power to probe the mother's body, and found that the mother was fine, just a lethargy caused by the sudden relaxation of the spirit, and he was also relieved.

He picked up his mother, gently placed her on the "bed" where her mother was lying on her side, and then quietly walked back to the six-pointed star he had just drawn and sat down and began to meditate.

"Are you there?" Dirk's voice sounded in his heart.

"I'm here. Cangjie's voice replied.

"The ancestral spirit has a whisper, but what about the ancestral soul? Dirk asked bluntly.

The figure of Cangjie slowly appeared in Dirk's mind, this is a man of about twenty years old, dressed in simple clothes, how to look like a slum resident.

What is surprising is that there are two pairs of eyes on his face, lined up and down.

Cangjie opened his four eyes and looked at the embodiment in his heart and said: "Actually, it's not that troublesome, the ancestral spirit and the ancestral soul are both products of the tide of mana, and your so-called whispering is a way for us to give you a way to communicate the magical elements between heaven and earth." And this approach is reflected in different aspects that has led to the current system. ”

"Isn't whispering a skill? like a death order. Dirk asked curiously.

"The death warrant is just a manifestation of magic, just take the example of the person you came into contact with before, the man named Yawu. He said that the control of the death order was in the hands of your family, and the main reason was that his strength was no longer enough to control the power of the death order. Cangjie replied.

"Isn't that indistinguishable?" Dirk asked.

"The whispers of the spirits are generally based on the strength of the spirits. It's like the two people you picked up before, Yawu and Coulee. They are all of the same level, and Yawu can absorb the magic elements within a hundred meters of the house for his own use, and that coulee ...... Fifty meters at most. Cangjie explained.

"What about me?" Dirk asked, apprehensive.

"Within a kilometre is not a problem. Cangjie said calmly.

In ecstasy, Dirk's face was already full of smiles at this time. The magic communication within a kilometer range is ten times that of that Yawu. It seems that he has really risen.

"Ahem, there's something I want me to talk about. Cangjie's light cough interrupted Dirk, who was fantasizing about pressing Yawu to the ground and rubbing it, and said softly.

"What's the matter?" Dirk asked, unconsciously wiping the corners of his mouth and wiping away the saliva that didn't exist.

"I know what you're fantasizing, I should tell you, my combat power...... In the ancestral soul...... It's one of the best......" Cangjie said hesitantly.

"I know, I know, the combat power is one of the best, I know that we are strong enough, and the soul singer is really a powerful profession, hahaha. Dirk said to himself.

"One of the best ......," Cangjie said.

"What?!Then you say it again?!" Dirk heard Cangjie's words, and for a moment thought he hadn't heard clearly, and wanted Cangjie to ask.

"I mean, my combat power is one of the worst among the ancestral souls, and I am not a combat ancestral soul, so I can't give you any skills related to combat. Cangjie explained.

Hearing this, Dirk's pupils were about to dilate. Heaven and hell are so close that they are just a word away. Dirk shook his head and hurriedly asked, "You don't have combat power!?

"Don't worry, little doll. Cangjie said.

"Don't you worry, didn't you see my mother fainting with joy just now? If you can't use this thousand meters of magic ingestion, it will be too frustrating. A barrage of questions shot out of Dirk's mouth.

"Don't worry, maybe I didn't explain it clearly, my ability is not reflected in combat. Cangjie saw Dirk's eagerness, and stopped teasing him, and hurriedly said.

"What's that?" Dirk asked.

"The Source Seal, which is what you now call an enchantment. Cangjie said.

"You mean, you can make me an enchanter? Okay, I'll shut up. Dirk saw Cangjie's warning eyes, and hurriedly stopped his questioning and let Cangjie continue.

It's not bad if you can become an enchanter, so you don't have to worry about making a living. After all, the enchanter, who is known as the richest profession in the continent and the most money-burning profession, has always been the target of competition among major forces. High-level enchanters, in particular, are strategic.

Seeing that Dirk didn't interject anymore, Cangjie continued: "You know, I started following the Soul Singer a thousand years ago, and that is my Soul Singer is a civil official. He is the soul singer who best matches my abilities. After decades of research, the two of us have finally developed a way to awaken the magic of all things in the world, and we named it the Source Seal. ”

Dirk didn't interject at this point, because his brain was already in a state of shutdown. Through what Cangjie said just now, if his understanding is correct, the profession of the hot enchanter in the mainland is now the one he researched back then. He is the originator of enchantment!

Cangjie continued, "The Source Seal is the imprint that echoes the origin energy of a matter and gives it a magical element. To put it simply, every plant and tree has its own soul, and what we can do is to awaken his soul and let it learn magic!"

Dirk also came back to his senses at this time, and hurriedly asked, "What is the difference between the source seal and the current enchantment?"

"The Source Seal can only be used by soul singers, because we are closer to the truth of heaven and earth. Enchantment is a kind of magic attachment created by the Rubik's Cube of the ancestors. This superficial way doesn't take decades of research if I want to do it. Cangjie said arrogantly.

This is a kind of self-confidence that comes from the soul forehead, without any fighting ability, and is dedicated to the study of the source seal. Even after a thousand years, he didn't give up, what kind of obsession is this? In the face of such an ancestral soul, Dirk can no longer afford to feel any contempt, and now he can only maintain respect for Cangjie.

"Look, then, can I cultivate this source seal?" Dirk had unconsciously begun to use honorifics.

Cangjie looked Dirk up and down, and then laughed: "Hahahaha, don't worry about the little doll, even if you don't understand anything, I can make you a powerful enchanter, just because, you are the soul song approved by my Cangjie!"

"And when are we going to start?" Dirk asked hurriedly.

"Tonight, your mother is about to wake up, and you have to explain to him that it's better not to tell him about the Soul Singer. Cangjie said.

"I understand," Dirk said, withdrawing his soul and slowly opening his eyes.

It's still the same hut, with simple walls and a torn ceiling. But at this time, Dirk's mood has changed drastically. Now he has become a soul singer, and he is the only soul singer on this continent. Even if the heavens are embarrassed, I rebelled against this sky with this ancestral soul.

A soft hum sounded, and when she turned her head, Kritia had slowly opened her eyes. As soon as she opened her eyes, she thought that she had remembered something, and hurriedly supported her body to sit up, and shouted: "Dirk, I seem to have had a dream just now!"

Dirk hurriedly stepped forward to support his mother and whispered, "Mother, it's not a dream. After saying that, the magic elements around his body fluctuated violently, and a four-eyed young man appeared behind Dirk. The young man was dressed in a simple robe, with a shawl that hung down to his waist.

Seeing the light and shadow of the youth appear behind his son, he saw the huge changes in his son's body. Krithia finally realized that what she had just seen was not a dream.

"Good...... Good...... It's not a dream. Krithia said.

"Mother, don't you want to know where my abilities come from?" Dirk asked.

Unexpectedly, Kritia shook her head and said, "Child, although you are only ten years old, your mind has been much more mature than ordinary people since you were a child. Mother believes that you can take care of your own affairs. What's more, everyone has secrets, and when you want to tell me, I'll listen to them. ”

Spring breezy words came out of Kritia's mouth. Dirk had thought a lot of words before, and Kritia's words made Dirk fall silent. My mother knew she was going to be embarrassed, so she simply didn't ask herself.

"Mother, thank you for your understanding, I don't want to lie to you, you just have to believe that your son has always upheld an upright heart. Dirk said.

"Well, I believe you. It's getting late, and there's a loaf of bread, let's eat it for the two of us. As she spoke, Krithia took out the bread that Dirk had bought earlier.

After Kritia reminded Dirk, she found that it was already getting dark, and Kritia fell asleep for an afternoon, and she actually chatted with Cangjie for an afternoon.

"Hmm!" Dirk took the half of the bread that Kritia had handed him and gulped it into his mouth.

The bread is still the same bread, but it doesn't taste as hard to swallow in your mouth as it used to be.

Dirk ate his bread and said to Kritia, "Mother, tomorrow I will go hunting outside the city, and at least get some hares and pheasants to come back and solve our food problems." ”

"Yes, yes, but there are demon seeds outside the city, you have to be careful. Krithia worried.

"Don't worry, I'm a Spirit Whisperer now. ”