It seems that it should be in line with Jiang Ge's answer.

In front of the tall gate of heaven.

The size of an adult's palm, the bronze jue slowly emerged.

It was covered with mottled rust and the smell of time.

"Bronze Lord"

"Desire is like wine, and it is flourishing with lordship."

"The ancient Holy Grail, with its breath of refreshment, is a vessel for measuring desire."

"The colorful remnants attached to the knighthood are proof that it has weighed the desires of countless people throughout the ages, and now it is your turn......

"When the lord is full, who will drink your desires?"

"The Holy Grail of Desire, the Vessel of Weighing ......"

Jiang Ge stared at the bronze jue in front of him, it seemed that there was nothing at the bottom of the jue, but he vaguely smelled that there was a trace of sweet and attractive wine fragrance remaining in the jue, constantly overflowing.

In the memory of that apprentice, there is such a content.

It was Jiang Ge who did not hesitate, stepped forward and touched the bronze jue with his hand.

His desires will be filled with wine as wine.

It doesn't take too much, as long as it can be less than one-third of the bottom of the cup, it means that his desire surpasses ordinary people and has the most basic qualifications to enter the illusion world.

The gates of heaven will be opened for him.

If it can be less than two-thirds, it is the realm of inhumanity, an almost crazy pursuit, and there is a possibility of becoming an immortal......

It may attract the attention of some immortals.

And if it is the liquor in the bronze jue, it overflows......

In the memory of that apprentice, there were only a handful of people who could have done this throughout the ages.

It was the posture of a true immortal, representing an existence destined to soar into the Illusory Realm.

And this desire, even the seven supreme pillars will pay attention to it......

"My words should be worthy of passing the line, right?" Jiang Ge muttered to himself.

One-third, most of the mortals who can enter the illusion realm are at this level, and the same is true of that apprentice.

His quest for strength comes from the impending crisis of life and death.

This is the oldest and most simple desire, just like the ancestors of mankind who struggled to survive in the wilderness.

This desire is engraved in the bloodline instinct, and it is not impossible to enter the illusion world through this......

At this time, Jiang Ge felt that something in his body was flowing into the bronze jue in a steady stream.

A pale red liquor, with a certain spicy aroma, slowly rises from the bottom of the jue.

"It turns out that desire is the ...... of this color"

As the wine continued to fill up, Jiang Ge suddenly became a little nervous.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the wine was about to pass a third of the jue, "It's coming, it should be ...... Well? How did it stop? ”

The liquor stopped at a hair's length from a third of the line.

"Not enough."

A voice whispered in Jiang Ge's ear.

The pale red wine in the Bronze Jue disappears.

The desire to fail to meet the requirements will be absorbed by the knight, which is the reward that should be paid.

"Just a little bit, my desire for power is not enough to open the gate of heaven?"

"If my strength is not good, what should I rely on to enter the Illusory Realm?"

"You can change your desires."

The voice seemed to be a reminder.

"A different desire?" Jiang Ge said to himself, "What else do I have?" ”

"Truth ......"

"Truth?"

"My pursuit of the so-called truth is just a character I set up in the hope of surviving in this world in the first place, so as to deceive those professors and teachers of funding, how can it be ......?"

Jiang Ge sneered at first, but did not wait for a response.

"Well, there's no other way anyway......"

Jiang Ge's face became serious.

Just like in the beginning, he wanted to get the director of the nursing home to agree to him going to school and subsidize his tuition.

Once again, he placed his hand on the bronze knight.

"I seek the truth, and the truth of the world ......"

Jiang Ge's words should have ended here, but for some reason, he suddenly fell into a trance.

In a blur, a voice picked up his words and continued what he had said.

"I seek the truth...... Interpret all things, the source of all beings, the end of silence......"

"Wish...... All things are the same ...... as me"

The voice was not high, but it swirled in front of the gate of heaven, revealing the surging desire and ambition of the voice owner.

The bottom of the bronze jue is swaying with colorful liquor.

At a terrifying speed that was nearly a hundred times faster than just now, it poured out of the ancient bronze jar.

It quickly crossed one-third of the bronze lord, reached two-thirds, and continued to grow.

In an instant, the wine was overflowing......

The aroma of wine wafts away......

"Overflowing ......"

A voice whispered.

Booming.

The ancient door opened.

Jiang Ge suddenly stepped into it.

And before the door, a hand as white as the moon emerged from the void and grabbed the bronze lord.

The multicolored liquor in the glass resembles solidified amber.

was drunk in a certain calm, but impatient attitude......

The "secret message" is the key, but it is not, it is a prayer that calls someone to come.

Mortals can't push open the gates of heaven, but some beings in the Illusory Realm can......

Whose desire is that, and for whom is it thirsty?

…………

Illusory Realm.

The manifestation of a body constructed by spirits.

Jiang Ge found himself in a vast world.

Chaos-colored skies.

The sun is shining.

Light and darkness are intertwined.

The surrounding scene is hazy and clear.

"This is the Illusion Realm? I'm in? ”

Jiang Ge woke up from a trance, only remembering that he put his hand on the bronze knight.

When I opened my eyes again, I came here.

"So I'm after the truth?"

Jiang Ge pondered for a while, then shook his head again.

"Forget it, just come in."

Immediately, he looked curiously at everything around him.

This is a place full of contradictions, a place that is difficult for ordinary people to describe.

Jiang Ge raised his hands, but what he saw was a blur, something like mist, and his face was naturally blurred.

He was on a barren plain.

There are no road signs, no guides, nothing but barrenness.

"In the illusionary world, there is no direction, and it is easy to get lost in it."

Jiang Ge recalled the apprentice's memory of the perception of the illusory world, "If you want to move forward in the illusory world, you must be guided by the secret inheritance you have mastered......

Jiang Ge walked on the wasteland.

I don't know how long it took, but the scene in front of me was like a fog.

A three-way intersection appeared before his eyes.

Jiang Ge stood in front of the three-way intersection and observed for a while.

Three paths.

A darkless woods that lead to silence and darkness, deep and dark.

Surrounded by mountains, like a mother's arms, there is a faint voice echoing, calling for the wanderer to return home.

One is an extension of the wasteland in front of you, and beyond it seems to be a long stretch of yellow sand, with the black and red wind blowing, which is extremely lonely.

Three roads, leading to three places, also represent three options.

Unfortunately, the apprentice's memory came to an abrupt end at this three-way intersection.

I can't tell Jiang Ge what the three places are.

But exploring the illusion world is a dangerous thing.

This is not a very reasonable place to describe.

Crises and opportunities coexist.

"What to do?"

Jiang Ge's gaze wandered on the three paths for a while, and then he closed his eyes, and the secret legend from the mirror grinder flowed in his heart.

He prayed softly.

"I worship the mirror moon, the glass-colored moonlight ......"

This is a greeting from the Mirror Grinder, praying to the Mirror Moon, and his intuition tells him.

The words of the prayer recited here may have unexpected effects.