"The Blood ...... of Heaven and Man"

Ye Qingxuan could sense that as he advanced to a formal musician, after the celestial sense, the power in his bloodline that had been sealed for a long time was close at hand. Although under Ye Lanzhou's hint seal, they have never been able to detect each other, but they still have some kind of impact.

Often when Ye Qingxuan was half-asleep and half-awake, he could feel the instinctive impulse. It was urging him to advance his resonance as soon as possible and regain his talent.

And, most importantly.

"Dreamweaver?"

Ye Qingxuan muttered the title that appeared in the Nine Heavens Ring Pei, which was a guide that became clearer and clearer after his celestial induction, an advance that he had never heard of.

From ancient times to the present, with the refinement of the path of musicians, even within the same faction, there are musicians who focus on different aspects. And then there was a classification of a certain field that specialized like an alchemist, which naturally had advantages compared to ordinary musicians, but all required different advancements.

For example, the royal musicians, known as the Anglo School, combined the music theory of summoning and changing factions when they advanced to the full-fledged musicians, and mastered the mysteries and techniques of the transformation between the elements and the beast.

Compared with other advancements, the advanced requirements of the Dream Weaver are particularly high.

In short, don't even think about it until you reach the resonance level.

And when you are in advanced resonance, you must anchor your own 'origin' in a special place according to the theory. It's just that Ye Qingxuan feels that it is not an ordinary difficulty to meet its requirements.

Because of its origin location - it moves!

Between the origin of the virtual and the real, floating in the sea of nine layers of ether, suddenly ascending, suddenly diving, jumping among different strata......

When he saw it for the first time, Ye Qingxuan almost wanted to vomit blood. The more I think about it, the more hellish I see, how can there be such an evil origin in the world, it is simply against the norm.

The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't figure it out, and in the end, he simply put the problem aside.

He decided to relax for a while and read the materials prepared for him by the teacher.

That's all about Romulus.

Before getting to the place. At least you need to understand the general situation-

The civilization of the Romulus people first originated in the riverside realm and developed into the upper desert and oasis - Thebes, one of the most primitive civilizations of mankind, where the ancient Theban school was born.

With the destruction of the mythical three golden cities, civilization spread to all directions, and the remnants established many city-states.

Eventually, Aeneas, the hero guided by Ogen, left his homeland and built the Wolf City on a new fertile soil, unifying all the city-states and creating a vast empire.

This is Romulus.

A hundred years of time. The kingdom of Romulus was so glorious that many legends were born before it was destroyed by a natural disaster - the 'silver tide' bulldozed it to the ground.

Since then, the surviving Romulus people have been infected by the breath of natural disasters and wandered in all directions, and are regarded as inferior people, children of demons...... On the pavement.

Until the wanderers finally found a desolate land and settled there. Some call it 'Auschwitz'. In the ancient Romulus language, it means 'heaven'. It's a brilliant irony.

The materials and movements of ancient history are laborious to read, and time passes before you know it.

Soon, Ye Qingxuan's reading stopped.

He closed the book and looked down at the crew below, where they were busy.

The whistle is interrupted, and the alarm bell falls. The tongue of the bell was removed, and the two bodies were carefully wrapped in cotton cloth. All the passengers were invited into the cabin, the engine room was turned off, the bundled sails were lowered, and the whole ship began to sail in the wind.

The whole process was orderly and hectic. It's blazing fast.

Soon, there was no sound on the entire deck.

Ye Qingxuan pulled the rope and fell down and looked at the person beside him.

"Do I need to go in?"

"No need. ”

The middle-aged captain has a typical Asgardian face, with sharp edges and high brow bones, and looks gloomy and cold, unapproachable:

"There's still an hour to go into the red zone, the passengers are paying, and we're worried about their safety.

But a musician like Mr. Ye naturally doesn't need us to worry about it, but if there is any accident, this ship will depend on Mr. Ye to take care of it. ”

As he spoke, he took out his silver cigarette case and unfolded it to Ye Qingxuan. Ye Qingxuan shook his head and took out his unused pipe.

"Good thing, it's very well raised. ”

The captain's eyes were envious: "Can you give me a little bit of tobacco?"

Ye Qingxuan smiled and gave him the cigarette: "The atmosphere is so serious, I'm also a little stressed, isn't Mr. Captain nervous?"

"Relax, we use the civilian safety route, just through the red zone, as long as it is quiet, it will be fine, and it will be good if you get used to it. He skillfully rolled up the tobacco and lit it, took a deep inhal, exhaled the smoke, and bowed his head approvingly.

"Does Mr. Captain know the black zone very well?" Ye Qingxuan asked.

"Well, I accidentally rubbed the edge once. ”

The captain nodded, "That scene was so horrible that I still can't forget it." Just collided with the reef, and the whole ship seemed to come to life, singing in the black zone, and everyone ......"

A sailor approached, and he shut up and said no more.

He didn't want his words to be heard by unrelated people, not so much for secrecy as for the good of these sailors. After all, not everyone can stand those absurd stories and terrifying rumors.

The approaching sailor glanced at Ye Qingxuan and lowered his voice: "Captain, you come to the back and take a look, there is something ......"

Ye Qingxuan frowned.

When approaching the red zone, he tightened his sensing range and accuracy to avoid chaotic interference. Before the sailors came, he only sensed something floating along the current, and he regarded it as a common debris at sea.

Hearing him say this, he narrowed his eyes and immediately bowed his head:

"Captain, you really should go over and have a look. ”

Hearing Ye Qingxuan say this, the captain's eyes suddenly became serious, and he looked back at him after taking two steps with the person: "Together?"

Ye Qingxuan nodded and followed, when he arrived. The sailors who watched the excitement had been driven away by the first mate, leaving only two people in place.

The captain pressed the railing and looked down to the side, and something floated in the tumbling deep blue current, gently striking the hull on the side of the ship under the churning of the water.

It was as if a polite guest was knocking on the door.

It's debris, fragments of some lifeboat. All that remained was the overturned bow of the ship, bullying the sea like a dead whale. Just below the surface of the boat, there was a body that had been blistered to the point of swelling.

He was nailed to the bottom of the boat.

A nail from the original lifeboat was pulled out by someone, and then passed through the back of the deceased's hand, nailing him to the bottom of the broken boat, and half of his body was soaked in the water, so that he could float with the waves and not sink under the water after exhaustion.

"I nailed it myself......" a sailor whispered.

By the time of the shipwreck, the man had almost lost the strength to hold on to the ship. He nailed himself to the boat and prayed for a way to live. It's a pity that Shenglu didn't favor him.

The seagull pecked away his eyes, leaving only a pair of empty eye holes facing into the distance, looking through them.

Ye Qingxuan retracted his gaze.

Before he entered the red zone, he saw such a bleak scene, which was really unexpected for him.

The first mate asked in a low voice, "Captain." This one...... What to do?"

In the stern, the captain smoked a cigarette. After being silent for a while, he said in a muffled voice: "What are you still doing stupidly? Everyone is dead, do you still want to fish it up and worship it?"

Go ahead. ”

He turned and walked away.

So the ship went on sailing.

Half an hour later, the boat, which was sailing in the wind, finally approached the red zone.

Ye Qingxuan could feel that the aether in the ocean and wind was almost saturated.

In the musician's induction, it is as if you have sailed into the world of stars. Passing through the brilliant clouds, every breath faintly set off a flash of light.

"It's foggy. ”

Ye Qingxuan stood on the deck, staring at the mist on the sea in the distance.

Soon, the fog was so thick that it was impossible to see the ten fingers, with a clammy and cold aura. Engulfed the ship.

In the dim white, the sailors on the deck all wore respirators, and even Ye Qingxuan put on the mask that seemed to be a pig's nose.

After putting it on, it was hard to breathe, but there was no suffocating feeling.

After the fog, there is nothing to see at sea.

The sea was empty, silent, and there was a distant sound of the tide in the distance, and everything was normal. Ye Qingxuan turned around and went back to the cabin, ready to continue reading, but after taking two steps, he was stunned.

He took out the book and pressed it on the back of the book.

It's wet.

"Illusion ......"

He muttered softly, his tail finger trembling slightly, "Someone has set up an illusion here?"

After the last 'fire', although the teacher didn't say anything on the surface, all the materials have been treated with moisture and fire prevention since then. The fire does not burn, even if it is thrown into the water for several hours, and then fished out, it is still dry as new.

-- He directly cut off the premise of burning and immersion in water from the school of abstinence, and rejected the change of nature.

Well, in that case.

Does this inexplicable fog really exist in this world?

He pondered in silence for a long time, and with a flick of his fingers, the silent net of Bolero was awakened.

After deliberately adding a lot of music theory of the 'Apocalyptic School' for a long time, Bolero, who originally had no characteristics of the school, gradually transformed into the style of the Apocalyptic School.

Aside other buffs, it becomes pure exploration and reading.

Accompanied by the light melody, the water vapor line was reawakened, and the faint moonlight lit up from it, and in Ye Qingxuan's eyes, the fog suddenly became dreamlike, beautiful and ethereal.

Although this scene was magnificent, Ye Qingxuan didn't dare to look at it, the more he watched, the deeper he was eroded by illusion. He only saw the existence of the illusion now, but he couldn't break it.

Once the musician reaches the level of a full-fledged musician, the structure of all movements will be transformed, and the stability of the effect will not be compared with the past.

Especially the illusion is weird, if you don't understand its core and source, you will only fall deeper and deeper into the mess, and in the end, you can't distinguish the difference between the real and the unreal, and let others slaughter it. (To be continued.) )