Volume VII Inca Frontier 0451 Painting the Ground as a Dungeon
"This is a big problem, such a strong potential, in any gate valve family, is an important cultivation object, but you were thrown on the mountain like this, even the most basic mental body activation was generated in Iasi because of the stimulation of the inspection channel and the green leaves."
"Isn't that a normal development in that situation?"
"Yes, it's because it's normal according to the program that it seems very abnormal, and it seems that the person who left you there has planned it step by step.
You will definitely be activated by the mind body, and then you will understand the magic method step by step, whether it is the origin technique or the wisdom spell first, anyway, you will definitely learn all the tricks.
Then you will inevitably come to this imperial capital, under the eyelids of the big men of the empire, grow steadily and steadily, and gradually grow into a big tree, and there is not a weak attachment force around you. β
Welling couldn't argue with that, and it was true.
"On the other hand, your work in the Inspectorate is so coincidental, you can go to the north and south, you can investigate the life history of the children you care about, and you can also go to the ancient ruins, don't you think that your degree of freedom has surpassed that of ordinary warlocks?"
In the gloomy Source Spirit World, Welling sat in the void and nodded subconsciously.
There is indeed nothing wrong with these analyses of the Divine Comedy.
"Through your memory, I have retrieved all the memories of Hezi, and I can confirm that the dead Pope Gregory and the sleeping Hezi are enemies of you.
But there's one thing I'm not sure about, you know what? β
Welling shook his head.
"Hezi has a similar background to you, his mission is clear, to fuse all the thirty-six bearers, and eventually become a more powerful being, among the devoured people, there are you, what does this mean?"
Welling didn't think about it, anyway, he knew what he thought, so he just listened to the results.
The Divine Comedy had no choice but to analyze it by itself:
"This shows that we are not sure about your mission.
As mentioned earlier, you have such talent and conditions, you should be the protagonist by nature, but you are just a carrier, then, the intention of that unknown existence is chilling.
After He fused the thirty-six bearers, the final one was you, or Hezi?
Whoever it is, it will inevitably be the true gods who have descended. β
"Have you ever seen a true god descend?"
Welling pursed his lips dismissively.
The Divine Comedy was a little angry:
"Idiot, don't you think, just with your current abilities, you are a bit like a demigod from the ancient times and the old times?
If you don't reject me, and we cooperate with each other, then you will know what is in the minds of others, and your wisdom can judge all falsehoods.
You can dominate the moods and sorrows of ordinary people and low-level warlocks, and you can even control their dreams and memories.
You can also use the Origin Spell to transform the world, and you can even transform the Origin Energy in your hands at will.
You can block ordinary warlocks in this source spirit world, and you can solidify energy into matter as a small gift, what is the difference between these abilities and those legendary demigods in the old days?
If you add Hezi and the current false Angus, after the abilities of the three are completely fused, isn't it a god-like existence?
Once that kind of existence comes, the manifestation world and the source spirit world, whether they exist or not, are all in the same thought! β
Regarding the warning and analysis of the Divine Comedy, Welling still did not feel much surprised:
"Yes, your analysis is not wrong, this is also what I have more or less thought about, what's the problem? What can I change?
Therefore, I just need to try to fight against them at the moment, and if his purpose is not realized, what you assume will not happen. β
Immediately, the strange voice message of the Divine Comedy was like thunder rolling in the sea of Welling Consciousness:
"Yes, it's not surprising that you can think of this, but, coupled with the strange traces of the memories of those high-level people around you, can I understand that you are actually the same as Hezi, and you are also a pawn of a certain existence, and the ultimate goal is that you and Hezi can only survive one and become gods?
Suppose you defeated Hezi and became the one who existed unknown, it could be you! β
Welling's expression finally changed:
"You mean that I've been being pushed in a predetermined direction by a pair of invisible hands?"
"Isn't that something obvious?
When you come down from the high mountains of Iasi, for basic survival, you immediately remember the necessary common sense, which is a kind of presupposition.
Based on my view of Ji Tianlong, although his mind, like the old guy just now, was blocked by strange forces, and I can't know more, but with all his past decision-making behaviors, he is not the kind of person who will let you dominate the North Inca for personal friendship at all, his reason and rationality are enough to match the mind that an emperor should have, and he will not be so naΓ―ve.
Therefore, Ji Tianlong was also pushed by someone to make such a decision under the influence of others.
At the time when you need to solve the problem for the palace, it is the critical period when you need to build your self-confidence as a warlock, and then, Li Yuanming sent the only ghost and god in the empire that is outside the imperial court.
Therefore, Li Yuanming's so-called vision and betting on the future may not be his own will.
When you couldn't solve the problem of body energy, Hezi actually made a ghost and forcibly threw you into the source spirit world!
If Hezi knew that you could survive in the Source Spirit World and divide his control over this world, would he still choose to do so?
Therefore, it is such a coincidence that the chezi who acts with instinct and sense of mission also makes mistakes.
Don't you think all this is too much of a coincidence? β
Welling nodded:
"yes, that's a coincidence, and then, what's your final conclusion?"
"My conclusion is that you may not be my best place to live, and when the time comes, I still have to leave, otherwise, I don't know how I will die in the future."
Welling's expression was a little strange:
"Since you think I'm being pushed, are you now trapped by me? Maybe the invisible black hand you deduced, he also clearly knows your existence, the purpose is to deal with you, don't you think, your existence itself, is some kind of supernatural? β
The Divine Comedy was silent, and Welling's assumption made him feel a little palpitating.
He was in a tangle.
As long as he returns to the manifestation world, once Welling connects to the "Weiyang Enchantment", he can leave Welling through this information system and go to find the sojourn of other connected systems.
Seeing that the Divine Comedy was frightened by himself, Wei Ling was no longer too entangled, and left the Source Spirit World, returned to his room, and continued to meditate.
Divine Comedy was desperate to discover that Welling no longer connected the mind body to the enchantment system.
Is it that he is living in the other party, or is he really trapped in this body by this guy?!
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For the next few days, Welling seemed to be painting the ground as a prison, and the door would not come out.
The ghost car secretly ran over to see the master and gossiped a few words.
Welling took the opportunity to divide half of his spirit body and hide it with the convergence that had previously lurked in the depths of the Ghost Car Consciousness Sea.
The Divine Comedy was a little crazy, and less than half of Wei Ling's spiritual body remained in the body.
"What exactly do you want to do? Do you really want to find death? β
"You'll never find a more suitable body than this one, and without this body, you won't even be a top warlock!"
"Welling, you're a complete lunatic."
Most of the Divine Consciousness was divided, and Welling looked like he was about to lose three points, and he shook his head with a smile, not giving any explanation to the Divine Comedy.
Next, on the surface, he seemed to be practicing in his room, but he was thinking about various technical issues, the various system network technologies that Shougong shared with him back then, the integration of various other origin techniques, and all kinds of problems about improving the power of his abilities as a wisdom warlock.
But these are obviously not of interest to the Divine Comedy.
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After a few more days, the king lord Wang Buliu came to visit.
The top fire spirit warlock who was nearly 100 years old but had black hair looked at Wei Ling, who was a little sluggish, and his face was a little ashamed:
"Welling, Mantuo and the two elders sent someone back to report the information over there, and they took care of you in various ways, the old man really accepted it, can you still control it here?"
Welling nodded with a smile:
"Thank you for the owner's concern, it's all under control."
Wang Buliu was still a little ashamed:
"Alas, it's all the old man's fault, if you don't worry about Guangbai's death, you have to inquire about the underground remnant soul, maybe you won't feel the unknown fragment of consciousness in those ancient ruins, causing the current predicament."
"The owner doesn't have to worry about it, it's just an analysis, this matter, for me, is just an experience like overcoming the demons, maybe it will achieve a good training effect, and it is not known."
In the end, Wang Buliu was ashamed to leave, and Li Yuanming was not sent outside the mansion.
Wang Buliu's meaning to Li Yuanming naturally understood that Wang Valve's entangled affairs with his children indirectly caused Li Valve's first-class guest secretary to suffer hardships, do you still hope that Li Yuanming will not succeed in pretending to resign?
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In the 126th year of the Divine Apocalypse, the Ocean Empire set up a visiting team, and members of the royal Murong clan and the five major Ying nobles joined to visit the various ministries and major families of the empire.
In addition to systematically drawing on the empire's policy strategy, top-level design and development planning, they must also conduct deeper study of the development aspects involving all walks of life.
The empire has given the ocean empire enough respect, and has discussed and deduced many doubts and problems in its governance and development.
After all, the royal family of the Ocean Empire used to be one of the eight great families of the empire, and now many of the nobles of the Ocean Empire are also the descendants of the four major lords of the empire and the seven great families.
On March 13, Murong Qianfeuille, Abe Frangipani, and Abe Knotweed, members of the Ocean Empire Study Visiting Group, visited the head of the Lingxian Sect, Master Wei Ling.
Through the suspended shuttle car, the three of them, under the leadership of the chief manager Li Chuanlian, marched to the magnificent huge mansion of Li Valve and came to the lakeside villa.
Originally, Welling did not leave the room for more than ten days, but because the visitors were more special, they also went out to meet the guests after receiving the message.
Frangipani and Knotweed looked at the young black-robed warlock with a gentle smile, and bowed in unison:
"Brother Welling, hello."
Welling looked a little tired, and returned the salute:
"Frangipani, knotweed, don't be polite, who is this?"
The tall and sturdy Murong Qianfeuille, who was handsome, did not let the two of them introduce him, and bowed with a smile:
"General Murong Qianfeuille, the general of the Ocean Empire, meet Mr. Welling."
"Haha, it turned out to be General Murong, welcome, please come in, please come in."
Welling brought the three of them into the living room, and the chief steward privately threw a message to Welling, and said goodbye with a smile:
"Welling, let me tell you that Murong Qianfeuille is actually Zheng Xuan, who occupies the body of a Ying clan warlock."
Welling smiled and nodded.
Now he will no longer sigh for the fate of a Ying Warlock as he did back then.
For the privileges of the royal family of the Ocean Empire, he has been able to convince himself to accept the inequality of this world within a limited range.
Is the Imperial Family clean?
But there is no place in the Imperial Family that cannot stand up to Welling.
After a few people sat down, the palace guard made tea for them to accompany, and they always felt that Murong Qianfang's eyes were a little strange when he looked at him.
Wei Ling naturally knew that Zheng Jian's mind was in that glazed carcass, and he was damaged by the palace guard, and he also privately threw out the details of Murong Qianfeuille to the palace.
Shougong suddenly, pursed his lips and smiled, and sat on one side to accompany the guests.
Frangipani fast talk:
"Brother Welling, we all arrived in the empire, only after we learned that you led the last medicine and they all went to North Inca, we were all disappointed, but fortunately I heard that you returned to the imperial capital a few days ago, so I came to visit."
"Well, yes, the empire intends to develop in North Inca, we can be regarded as a pioneer group, the conditions over there are not very good now, but it is more trained, at present, there are more than ten of them, each of them needs to be in charge of their own affairs, and if there are doubts, if there is a problem, everyone will discuss and solve it together at night."
Knotweed is somewhat envious:
"Brother Welling, if we go over there too, is that okay?"
Wei Ling glanced at Murong Qianfeuille, nodded and smiled:
"It's all old acquaintances and old friends, it's definitely okay, it depends on whether you have free time on the side of the Ocean Empire, or how your high-level leaders view the development prospects of the empire over there, and whether you will be reluctant to lose a young talent like you to a remote wasteland area."
Frangipani winks:
"It's a pity that Crow Guts didn't come over this time, otherwise, she could see a lot of things at a glance and give an answer immediately, and we would be a lot more stupid."
Welling understood Frangipani's intentions and laughed:
"Haha, Frangipani, I know what you want to know, I don't need to hide this, yes, the ultimate goal of the empire is to establish a kingdom of monks in North Inca, which is currently led by the Lingxian faction.
In my opinion, the future Linghu City will inevitably be represented by the cultivation sects and sects, which is different from the gate valve families and capital teams in the traditional country.
But all monks should be qualified to stay there for a long time, whether it is an alien, a sea clan, or a Xixuan clan, they can go there, but the core team of Linghu City must be monks of the Great Xia ethnic group. β
Frangipani, Knotweed, and Murong Qianfeuille looked at each other and smiled.
Frangipani also gave Welling a thumbs up:
"I knew that Brother Welling would simply not hide it."