The gaze of the abyss.

This statement made Welling frightened, and many doubts were dissipated.

Just like the quantum entanglement situation, regardless of the gap between time and space, as long as you observe and imagine, the corresponding other side will also change accordingly.

His Majesty's message says at least a few things.

In the first aspect, it is not only that there is an indescribable existence in the Western Xuan Federation, which has cut off its body and turned into thirty-six bearers, and after the bearers are recovered, it can be described as a god-like existence.

In the Eastern Earth World, there will be an existence that even the Supreme Master is afraid of, even if it is a top warlock, even imagining him is extremely dangerous.

On the second side, the top of the empire, for various reasons, may know some secrets, and Taishang has removed some of their memories for the purpose of protection, and the high-level personnel know about it.

In this way, this is not only not something that Taishang should be criticized, but it is a character that makes Wei Ling awe-inspiring.

The third aspect is the association that really frightens Wei Ling, why has he never forgotten that the memory of the Divine Comedy said that the memory of the high-level of the empire was tampered with, and even suspected Taishang?

This kind of unsuspecting subconscious is what makes Welling frightened.

You must know that what awakened in your body back then was a fragment of the soul of an outer god.

But all the souls of gods, the souls of gods, know that it is an extremely difficult thing.

Since one's own spiritual power can be incarnated into hundreds of millions, can't the Divine Comedy leave a little seed of the divine soul, hidden in his own sea of consciousness, ready to condense the ubiquitous fragments of divine thoughts again in the future, and wake up?

Thinking about it this way, the black divine stone and the golden star-like divine shield would enter his body so naturally, and it may not be a normal situation, it is inevitable that it is not because he still has the residual divine soul influence of the gods in his body!

Wei Ling's expression was frightened, and Ji Tianlong's eyes were also confused for a moment, and then he looked at Wei Ling with a smile:

"Welling, you don't have to tremble because of this, the teacher said, you will not be detrimental to the empire, we unconditionally trust his prediction, therefore, your decision, I support it."

Welling, however, no longer had the confidence he had at the beginning:

"Thank you, Your Majesty, you have made me think of more possibilities, but I am a little unconfident now."

Ji Tianlong laughed:

"It's okay, it's okay, you just have to practice according to your ideas, wherever you want to go, it's up to you, anyway, the empire is very tolerant of the top guys.

"However, you have to leave me a spiritual beacon too, in case I need to find you one day, I don't want to need to go through Li Yuanming and Qinghui, I ask that I can call you in my heart."

Welling was also laughed at by His Majesty's open-mindedness, and there were probably not many warlocks who dared to leave a spiritual beacon in His Majesty's heart.

With a slight movement in his mind, Wei Ling left a spiritual beacon of his own in Ji Tianlong's mind.

With Ji Tianlong's superb ability, he could naturally feel that there was something more in his soul, he nodded with a smile, looked at Wei Ling, and coldly threw out a message that Wei Ling didn't expect:

"Very good, the more I look at you, the more satisfied I feel, no wonder Changshan and Amber like you so much, hehe, there has been an undercurrent in the imperial capital recently, which is related to you."

Welling was taken aback: "Undercurrent? ”

Ji Tianlong nodded solemnly:

"Yes, some mothers-in-law and aunts of the gate valve family have been inquiring about the information of the city lord of Linghu City and the head of the Lingxian Sect all day long, I estimate that Li Yuanming should be very annoying.

"It's not enough for them to inquire in private, they have already reached into the Xuanbu, hoping to send the school-age girl in the family to Linghu City or the door of the Lingxian Sect!"

Welling's expression was a little strange.

"However, I asked Tang Wangchun, the secretary of the Xuanbu Department, not to pay attention to it, and helped you block it, let them fight for it themselves."

Welling always felt that Ji Tianlong's information had some funny elements.

Fortunately, a few days ago, he refused the request of all the gate valve families to meet, and perhaps, those people were also forced by some kind of pressure in the valve to meet with him.

Seeing Wei Ling's embarrassed and weird face, Ji Tianlong couldn't help but laugh:

"Haha, this is also common sense, Wei Ling, you see, at such a young age, you are already a top warlock, or the city lord of Linghu City, the worship elder of Li Valve, and his own image is not bad, and there are disciples with particularly outstanding appearances such as Xuanming, Nanxing, Jinu, and Yuanbei, can you not let those school-age girls worry?

"By the way, to be honest, you've seen Amber a few times, have you ever thought about being my son-in-law?"

Welling was stunned, and the image of his own maid suddenly appeared in the sea of knowledge.

He immediately wiped a cold sweat and shook his head repeatedly:

"Your Majesty, I'm not thinking about this at all."

Ji Tianlong seemed a little disappointed, and smiled:

"Well, you don't need to be in a hurry, there is still a lot of time in the future, and it may be too embarrassing for you to discuss this now...... However, no matter what happens in the future, I hope you will take care of Amber and Tsuneyama. ”

Wei Ling nodded again and again, completely forgetting that he was qualified to say anything about taking care of the eldest princess and the third prince.

Ji Tianlong smiled slightly with satisfaction, and his figure dissipated.

……

Since His Majesty had given him reassurance, Wei Ling had no scruples, and in the next few days, he summoned Liu Xihe, Xiao Duhuo, Zhu Wangwei, Mi Meng and others, who also returned, to the lakeside villa for a small gathering.

After three rounds of drinking, he casually talked about digging gold in the abyss of sighs, Xiao Duhuo couldn't help but feel that the world was troubled, and things were wrong.

According to their news, the little greenskin, horse urine bubbles, and rocks, these mountaineers, have all died in the battles over the years, and they have not gotten rid of the fate of most of the golddiggers in the wasteland.

The four reformers that Xiao Duhuo had purchased before had been prospecting for the Xiao clan in the northern wasteland icefield, and both Mangcao and Camellia had inadvertently become the lowest-level earth spirit magicians, and the other two reformers who were good at arming firearms died in a battle with other wilderness hunters in the ice field a year ago.

Xiao Duhuo doesn't care about their income now, but more to think about a fate, as good as possible to start and finish, so during this time, send the manggrass and camellia to Linghu City to join the Xiao branch.

Of course, Welling could remember the two brothers who looked similar, and nodded with a smile, going to Linghu City might be the best choice, it was the country of warlocks, the composition of personnel was diverse, and no one looked down on anyone.

While he was drunk, Welling threw the images of the black wasteland, volcanic eruptions, and huge mountain peaks he had seen in his sleep several times to a few people:

"From what you know, where is this place?"

Xiao Duhuo is a person who knows a lot about the geographical state of the home planet, he pondered for a long time, and shook his head slightly:

"In my memory, there doesn't seem to be any place on the home planet that can be similar to this memory point of yours."

The same was true of several others, which did not exceed Welling's expectations.

He has long compared various data, but he has never found a consistent geographical environment in the major regions of the home planet.

Mison is a wise warlock like Welling, and he has been focusing on spiritual power all year round, so he naturally has different opinions:

"Brother Welling, since it is a place seen in a dream, could it be some kind of metaphor for the subconscious? For example, a lava eruption represents a very hot deep formation, and at the same time an extremely strong sense of insecurity? The black wasteland is not necessarily in the wasteland, maybe it is just an image expression of loneliness? ”

Welling nodded and smiled bitterly:

"Yes, I have also systematically understood this aspect, and even thought about it from the aspect of mental illness, what you said is not impossible, I can only rule it out a little bit."

When it comes to his own life experience, Wei Ling doesn't analyze it too much, but since even Mi Meng can think of it, he naturally has already guessed it, so he also has a choice.