If the first step of the enlightenment of the heart and mind is to perceive the pain and blood to be 'fast', the faster the better, then the second step of the path of the ancestors is to be 'slow'. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The longer the time means, the farther you go in the power of the ancestors, that is, the closer you are to the source, and theoretically, the stronger the power of the awakened ancestors.

This was the second day of Mu En's heart-wrenching enlightenment, and he was still lying in the emerald liquid as if he were asleep, his face calm and serene. The room is still the same as yesterday, except that the person on duty at this time has been replaced by Coren and Nuke.

Except for the first step, which is dangerous, the rest is much safer, and even if it is interrupted, it will not be fatal, but it is a matter of the foundation of bad people.

So, when turning it on, be sure to choose a quiet, undisturbed environment.

Before Muen opened, Coren had actually made arrangements, the recovery pool had been blocked, and even the students of the Katyusha Academy had been given a vacation. And in this room, it was naturally him and Nuke who took turns on duty.

It's just that there is a small figure lying next to Nuke, and it is Groa.

At night, the moon is still bright.

On the long street, a man in a wide black robe, a high pointed hat, and a strange cane in his hand walked towards the Katyusha courtyard step by step. At this time, the chaos had passed, and the duties of the City Lord's Mansion were in operation, and from time to time there were soldiers in armor patrolling the streets, with neat steps and weapons shining with cold light, indicating that they were all elite warriors.

After two months of war, even if they weren't elite fighters originally, they are now elites.

In war, there is naturally no shortage of characters who call fire and robbery. But after the war, stability is the most important thing, and a curfew at night is a must, and those who appear on the street at this time, as long as they do not have the status of nobles, must be taken into custody first.

However, even if they passed by this strange person more than once, no one cared about this person, no, or rather, there was no such person in their field of vision. Even if the leader of the patrol is a first-order wanderer.

Under the moonlight, it was weird, and there was not even a shadow under her feet.

The same non-existent pass through the Katyusha gate, the same information she wanted from someone who got up at night, she didn't alarm anyone and went straight in the direction of the recovery pool.

However, she stopped with a frown at a distance of fifty paces outside the recovery pool, and with the power of witchcraft, she could see very clearly what was going on inside.

(This emerald elixir is not an 'Acton Perception Elixir', is this a work of enlightenment?)

With the richness of her knowledge, she was able to determine the current situation at a glance, which made her feel how bad her luck was.

She didn't think about going in and interrupting the other party's whims, she didn't even take a step forward, although she didn't care much about the things in this city, but the old man inside, she still knew, a dual-career pervert, even if she was a nightmare person, she didn't want to provoke for no reason.

After thinking about it, she shook her head and left.

On the third day, on the same night, in the same position, she reappeared, but this time, her face was a little unsightly.

(Actually, it hasn't come out yet!) It's not that the road of the ancestors, those who can walk for two days are geniuses, why haven't they come out yet? Are you addicted to bathing?)

Should I interrupt you? or should I interrupt you? or should I interrupt you?)

There was some resentment, but she looked at the old man with the golden cigarette stick, and still chose to leave.

On the fourth day, still here, she still appeared, and this time, her face was as black as the bottom of a pot. The strange cane was lifted up by her, and lowered it again, several times.

If she hadn't misjudged, then his ability would have been too important to her, otherwise, she wouldn't have run here every day, but her anger at this time was really uncontrollable.

At this moment, an immature voice sounded behind her: "Sister, are you waiting for your brother?"

Her body stiffened, only to feel the hairs stand up, and then, she slowly turned around and looked over, only to see a small little girl standing behind her, in the moonlight, with big eyes flashing, looking at herself full of doubt.

She quickly checked herself, the 'photography' witchcraft was not interrupted, and then looked around, there was no one else, after making sure that the other party was talking to herself, she looked at the other party in a daze: "Can you see me?"

"Why can't I see my sister standing here?" the little girl asked strangely, and ran to her side.

"But you shouldn't be able to see me!" she looked back at the medicine pool in the distance, looking at the little girl in front of her, and a thought crossed her mind.

What kind of monsters this family is!

A few minutes later, Muen was on the swing that Muen had made for Groa.

"So, sister, why do you come to my brother every night?"

"I didn't look for him at night! Uh, I'm here for? Oh, what's and what!"

In the moonlight, the figures of one large and one small appear very harmonious.

......

This is a point of light that is not too big, and the light is slightly dim, but the breath is as sharp as a knife, there is a sharp breath, in the illusory space, there is no concept of so-called distance, when Mu En wants to touch this point of light, his consciousness crosses the boundless distance and touches it.

Then, suddenly, the point of light fell like a meteorite and smashed into him.

The point of light seemed small, but in the blink of an eye, it crossed the sky, and when it actually came to him, it was the size of a human head, and when the two collided, the point of light shattered, splattering a little starlight, and then, he saw it......

"I have studied swords for ten years, sharpened swords for ten years, and then traveled the world with swords, defeated three out of twenty masters, killed countless thieves, and won the attention of the king of Qin.

I am worthy of the sword in my hand, but my sword path does not exist, and I am very sorry. ”

"I, the swordsman of the Qin State, leave Mo. ”

Mu En saw it, it was a white-clothed swordsman dancing on the top of the mountain, surrounded by cliffs, one wrong step was that there were no bones, but the morning light was faint, the sword light was Huo Huo, and it seemed that the mountains were his sword shadow.

He also saw that on the battlefield, the swordsmen were fighting fiercely, holding swords in their hands, and they followed suit, and the six opponents actually retreated step by step, not daring to look directly. With a roar, the sword swept through, fell, and took a person's life.

He also saw that in middle age, swordsmen traveled in all directions in order to seek swordsmanship, and everywhere they went, they would inevitably fight with masters and sharpen their edges. When I was a teenager, I went down the waterfall and waved my sword to break the stream, day after day.

All the pictures flowed, until the end, leaving only a trace in Mu En's mind, a sword slashed like a meteor.

Even if he understands something, but the feeling when he really contacts it is still different, it turns out that this is the power of the ancestors, it turns out that this is the magic of the painstaking effort, and he actually inherited the perception of this ancestor in swordsmanship, and he can clearly feel that the sword is very familiar to him, like a sibling.

However, it still has to be said that the ancestors from the earth, although the swordsmanship is already very high, it is still not worth mentioning in this world, at most it is the basic swordsmanship skills.

At the same time, he found that the speed of his progress was not as fast as before, although it was a very small change, but under the consciousness body, he could clearly realize that a kind of enlightenment was flooding in his heart, and every time he chose the power of his ancestors, it was actually a counteract of the power of his hard work, perhaps, if he chose the power of several ancestors again, he would have to go back directly.

"Still, let's run ahead again!" Mu En thought:

Although the opening of the power of the ancestors is often like hitting the luck, in fact, there are still some rules to follow, and generally speaking, the perceptions that appear on the path of the ancestors are related to themselves.

Let's say you're a scout, and you basically don't activate sieger abilities like brute force.

Moreover, each point of light actually has its own breath, or sharp, or heavy, or domineering, or soft, or dark, or bright, or surging, or torrent, or calm, or floating.

Each is different, but if you carefully distinguish it, each is different, and this is the main basis for choice. For example, agile professionals naturally choose dark, torrent or drifting, and power professionals are naturally domineering, surging, and stormy.

Of course, if as an Assassin, you have to choose a thick, bright point of light, it will only mean that your head is convulsed.

There was no concept of time and space in the illusory tunnel, but Muen felt like he had been running for a long, long time, so long that he was starting to get bored, so long that he needed to recall the information he had just received and count the sheep to pass the time in his mind.

After a long time, the path of the ancestors began to change......

Yes, I don't know when, the path of the ancestors began to fork, each time it would divide into three, choose one, and soon after three more appeared, choose another one, and after running for a while, there would still be three paths.

Mu En's choice was very strange, it seemed to be very blind, and there was no regularity, but he never hesitated, yes, at this time, in his perception, there was a faint call, and he instinctively wanted to run in that direction.

Mu En's foundation is extremely strong, and the strength of the Heart Blood Group is also extremely powerful, and both the 'Heart Inspiration Potion' and the 'Carrise Heart Resuscitation Potion' are extremely high-end goods, providing him with additional assistants.

However, this still could not stop him from wandering endlessly on the path of his ancestors.

It was visible to the naked eye that his speed was getting slower and slower, even though he sensed that the summoning was ahead, but this was not the place where he could go ahead if he wanted to, however, just when he was about to give up, he wanted to pick a random point of light.

"Bang!"

It was like the soft sound of glass breaking.

It's as if a car running at high speed has its brakes struck, and it still rushes out of front for some distance. And it was this distance that made him seem to break some invisible barrier and enter an unknown passage.

However, before he could react, it seemed as if he had hit something, and his consciousness began to recede rapidly, with backward shadows all around.

At that last moment, he glanced at it, and then was deeply shocked.

In the boundless clouds and mist, a body as red as a fire was vaguely revealed, that is, boundless...... Big!

Absolutely not...... Person!