Chapter 111: Perception (II)

The world has changed.

The originally colorful world was all plated with a faint layer of gold in Achilles' eyes, whether it was the blue sky and sea, or the flowers, plants, mountains and rocks, or even the dust flying in the air, all exuding a faint golden light.

It's a world made of gold.

The gold faded and the world returned to its original form.

"Do you feel it?"

Achilles came to his senses, closed his mouth, and nodded his head twice vigorously.

Aeakos seemed pleased with Achilles' performance, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Do you have any questions now? If not, I'll continue. ”

"Yes!"

Achilleston replied, and even unconsciously raised his hand.

"Then you ask. ”

"Why is the source qi golden?"

Aeakos, who was walking in front, shook his body and almost fell to the ground.

What is this asking?

After taking two deep breaths, Aeakos said, "I don't know much about this, maybe it's because the source power comes from the first generation of golden age humans, so it's golden. ”

It seems that this is also said in the past.

Achilles asked again, "Grandpa, do you also know about the Golden Human?"

"Of course. Aeakos stopped and wanted to continue talking about cultivation, and said, "The Golden Humans are not real people, and the human beings in the future generations will be able to cultivate thanks to them. That's why we call the power left by the golden human beings the source power, which means that the power of the human race originates from this. ”

"And do you know what happened after the Golden Age of mankind?"

"I guess I know something. Aeakos nodded, "But it's too old, and I only know a little about it." If you want to know it all, I'm afraid the only way to ask the gods is to ask them. ”

"Tell me about it, I'd like to hear it. ”

Aekhos walked ahead, Achilles followed, walking slowly along the way up the mountain.

Aeakos thought for a moment and said, "Man in the true sense of the word, created by the Titan god Prometheus, this generation of people is called the Silver Human. ”

"The humans of the Silver Age knew how to cultivate, and were even able to gain strength comparable to the gods, so they began to disrespect the gods, and eventually were hated by the Heavenly Father Zeus. ”

"The god Zeus asked Hephaestus, the god of fire, to create a beautiful statue of a woman, and asked the gods to each give the woman a merit. ”

Achilles seemed to remember something, "She's called...... Pandora?"

"How do you know?" said Aeakos, who gave him a surprised look before coming to his senses, "Your mother must have told you, so I won't talk about it later." ”

"After the demise of the silver humans, Prometheus' son Deucarion and his wife, Pandora's daughter Pila, under the guidance of Themis, the goddess of justice, created the bronze humans from stone. ”

"Bronze humans are far inferior in strength to silver humans, but they are still generally strong, and they have a penchant for war, and they continue to fight for years. ”

"It can be said that the bronze man is not perfect, or that there has never been a man of any age who has been perfect. So starting with the great hero Perseus, humanity has entered the fourth age, which is the heroic age we are in now!"

"The people of this era are generally weak, and only a few people can have great strength, and even these few people are mostly inferior to the most ordinary silver humans in the past. ”

Ayakos suddenly turned his head, looked at Achilles, who had begun to gasp, and asked, "Do you know what that means?"

Achilles seemed to hear something was wrong, and paused to rest, "That means ...... Humanity is getting weaker. ”

"Yes, humanity is getting weaker and weaker, because in this world, the source force is becoming thinner and thinner. ”

"A long, long time ago, the world was full of source power, and even if human beings didn't deliberately cultivate, they would naturally become stronger, but now it's different. "Perhaps one day in the future, there will never be a hero as powerful as there is now." ”

Maybe this day will come sooner than you think.

Achilles was silent.

"But even if there really is such a day, what does it have to do with me?"

Aeakos said solemnly: "The most important thing now is to let you perceive the source qi as soon as possible. ”

"So what am I going to do?"

"Elevate your perception. ”

Isn't that nonsense?

Aeakus walked ahead, not paying attention to the expression on Achilles' face.

"There are two ways to improve perception, one is to change oneself and the other is to change the environment. ”

"Using the source power to make you perceive the source qi like I just did belongs to the former, but to change yourself, you still have to improve your perception, which must be exercised through meditation, and as you grow, the increase in the strength of your soul will also strengthen your perception. ”

"Young people, the soul strength is very low, so the perception is also low, and it is very rare to perceive the source power in this situation. ”

"That's why most people have the means to cultivate after the age of ten, and only a few people will be earlier than this age, and the latter part of the people are called geniuses. ”

I see, Ajax is really powerful to say so.

Achilles nodded thoughtfully, and then asked, "What about changing the environment?"

"The talents of the people of the Silver Age are not necessarily higher than those of our heroic age, but their strength is generally stronger than ours, and this is because the environment is different. ”

"At that time, the world had sufficient source qi, so most people could gain strong strength without deliberately cultivating. But now it's different, the source qi between heaven and earth has become thinner, so it has become more difficult to perceive. ”

Aeakos suddenly stood still, "Achilles, come to me. ”

Achilles walked up to Aeakos, who continued, "Close your eyes. ”

"What are you doing here?"

"Can you feel the difference?"

The world was pitch black, and it didn't seem to be any different.

Achilles opened his eyes and shook his head.

"Don't rush, close your eyes and take your time. ”

Achilles closed his eyes again.

"Breathe hard, get rid of all the thoughts in your head, don't think about anything. ”

Aeakos's words seemed to have some magical power, and Achilles took two deep breaths, and the distractions in his head gradually disappeared.

As if he was about to fall asleep, Achilles closed his eyes, and the sun, the forest, the wind, and the sea, and even Aeakus, who was standing beside him, all disappeared in his mind, and the world was left with only darkness.

I don't know how long it took, but the dark world gradually brightened.