The white stork slipped out of Deerlando's arms with all its might, flew a little farther away and kept its distance, as if afraid of being hit again, it hovered in the air, and said to the majestic continent, "Do you understand?"

Dearlando habitually wanted to grasp something to stabilize his sliding body, but then he remembered the flight just now, so he regained himself to a floating state. He looked at the continent and then at the white stork in confusion, and shook his head directly: "I don't understand, what does the creation of the continent have to do with eliminating the influence of desire." ”

"Do you know what the biggest trouble is in the creation of the continent? The bigger the environment, the more serious the interference between each other, often you create a large area of shijie, their environment and creatures have not yet evolved and matured, they affect each other and destroy each other, zuihou seriously slows down the progress of the overall development. The white stork flew in the direction of Mushroom Mountain, explaining to Diarlando as it flew.

"So you choose to use a miniature little shijie to cultivate independently, and then wait until the development is more stable and then put the shijie outside to merge with the others? This method is really strange, isn't the shijie in reality so slowly developing? Let's not discuss that, I still don't understand what you said has to do with my problem. ”

The white stork tilted its face and looked at Diarlando with one side of its eyes, which is a bird's unique method of locking the gaze: "The dragon's desire is to interfere with you, to affect your actions, thoughts and emotions. And the amount of energy and liliang you carry is so great that these disturbances can often lead to serious consequences. You can't isolate your spiritual connection to the dragon, but you can isolate your emotions. ”

Hearing what he said, Diarrando paused, thinking about the feasibility of this approach. Instead of flying to where Holm and Winnie were, the stork landed on top of the highest mushroom tree on the island, seemingly not wanting the others to hear the conversation that followed. Diarlando followed in silence, landing on the fat leaves of the same mushroom.

"You mean, if I don't feel angry or happy, then I won't get out of control because of mood swings, and if I don't feel hungry, then Reseth's hunger won't affect me anymore?"

"It's not that it won't affect anymore, it's that the impact will be weakened. And as you can see, the protective shield will still have to be removed in the end, and the original fragile environment may still be affected or destroyed by the surrounding after contact with other environments, but it will not cause a chain of catastrophic damage, and most of the continents will eventually survive. ”

Diarlando frowned and thought about what the white stork said seemed to make sense, as if there were examples of something wrong. Assuming that you really have a way to separate emotions from consciousness, then when the two have to merge, there will be a greater backlash due to the previous isolation and repression. And if a person has no emotion, can he still be called a person? Isn't this contrary to the confrontation of will that the Starlight Dragon spoke of at the beginning?

The white stork flapped its wings impatiently and was about to leave, but was stopped by Diarlando's outstretched hand. "Weishenme: My ancestors and previous generations of Starlight Dragons didn't have such a problem?"

"Oh, because an adult dragon can control his desires. Ryses is a juvenile, and it only has survival instincts. Although it has not been able to eat enough, its spirit Shijie has grown far beyond yours. Look at the continent outside, the end of it is the spiritual boundary of Rises, you feel that your spirit has grown, but the gap between you has actually been widening. ”

Dearlando looked at the continent just now in surprise, it turned out that the sea area was actually Reses's consciousness space, and it had expanded to such a vast expanse in just a few days.

The pressure was overwhelming, and if he had had a glimmer of hope for the future, now he felt only boundless despair. I seemed to be a small ant, hurrying to the road, but I didn't expect the elephant to leave him far behind in one step.

"How do I isolate my emotions from my consciousness?" Seeing that the white stork wanted to fly away again, Diarrando reached out again to stop it. "Also, what's your name? I can't call you a white stork or a guide, can I?"

"My name is Saxon, and the way is in your heart, but you don't want to face it yet. The stork flapped its wings anxiously and replied impatiently to Deirlando.

"Saxon, sword-bearer who conquers others? I thought you would call Yves (keeper of the rules) or Ingram (son of the great bird, symbol of wisdom). The name of the stork surprised Diarrando, but his question was met with another protest from the stork: "I look like a bird, do I have to call a bird? ”

Zuihou had an ultimatum down, and Deirlandor had to get out of the way, although he had the ability to catch this strange mentor, but considering that it was his only hope of knowing more of the rules of the Dragon Realm, it was better not to completely provoke him as soon as they met.

The white stork took off immediately, flew farther and farther, brightened as it approached the outer wall of the spirit orb, and then disappeared as suddenly, as suddenly as it came. Diarlando stood at the highest point of his little shijie, letting the sea breeze blow, silently in a daze. Wonder if the bird passed through this layer of its own spirit Shijie to reach Rises's, and then through Rises's back to the sea of consciousness of the previous dragon.

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Fekelen jerked his blood-red hand back from Heray's abdomen, and Heley's wheat-colored skin quickly filled the hole as he withdrew it, without a trace of blood running down. The puppet's body did not contain any human bodily fluids, and the blood vessels were filled with magical fluids.

Heray closed his shirt and asked with a little curiosity: "Master, weishenme, you want to tell him that name?"

The Blood Elf's face was filled with rare satisfaction and pride, and he looked down at his right hand turning from bright red to normal blue and white, and asked Herrey, "Did you see his dejected, desperate face?" If it weren't for the young dragon's subconscious about to discover me, I would really like to enjoy this expression over there for half a century!"

Faekelen chuckled nervously, he had seen the previous owner of that face, watching how he held the banner of salvation and locked hundreds of thousands of people in a dozen countries on the continent of Bran into hell on earth. From the bottom of his heart, he hated the Starlight Dragon and his human spokesman, more deeply than the Emperor who enslaved him.

Hatred and a smile also welled up on Herre's face, and the two intertwined, making his handsome face a little hideous and terrifying. Fei Karen's spell was used as a medium through the core of everything placed in his body, so he was able to see a little bit of what Fei Karen saw. He understood that Fei Karen Weishenme was so happy because the blood elf had just accomplished a feat of invading the spirit of a human who had a soul contract with a dragon.

Relying on the curse carried by Home's soul, the demonic blood on the red wart dragon's body, and the homogeneous characteristics of the core of all things, Feculan established a triple connection of spirit, magic, and matter, successfully infiltrated Dearlandor's consciousness, completed a proper inducement in the shortest possible time, and won Dearlandor's initial trust. How can such an achievement make people laugh unhappily?

But Heray didn't understand that if Weishenme Fei Karen was going to say that very suggestive name, wouldn't that disrupt the layout that had just been laid out now?

"I just want to see the devastated look on that person's face when he finds out, especially if I give a hint on the first day, whether he will regret it enough to want to kill himself from the world. The Blood Elf answered Khray's question in a tone like a sloquy to himself. After he had laughed enough, he returned to his usual gloomy appearance, slowly walked to his comfortable seat, and sat down with a sigh, letting the exhaustion of a lot of mana wash over his body and mind.

Fei Karen silently reviewed the whole process of his dealings with Deirlando, although the other party's terrible intuition and rude and direct communication method made him almost exposed several times, but in the end he used his knowledge of the dragon spirit Shijie to calm the scene.

Zoe Darga, the human contractor of Zu Long the Great, was extremely mentally unstable, and had to rely on other external forces to maintain his consciousness for the first three hundred years. As the most powerful of all races, the elves were hunted and extracted from that time to balance the huge spiritual trench between dragons and humans. At that time, Fekelon had many dragon secrets, and was the only elf to survive that kind of mental oppression.

A few hundred years is too long for humans, too short for dragons, and an awkward length for elves. It cannot be forgotten in the blink of an eye like a nightmare, nor can it grow long enough to turn all the pain into numbness.

So as soon as he heard about this opportunity to go deep into the revival of Turanda and expand Branshili, Fei Karen did not hesitate to risk his life to cross the boundary area of the gravity anomaly and come over to take charge of the overall situation. All this is just to be able to kill Lantis Birmington's successor with his own hands, and it would be even better if he could reinforce the Starlight Dragon.

The faint link that remained in Holm's soul wafted a scorching pain, and with that heat, Feculen knew that the young dragon's consciousness had fully awakened, and he immediately cut off any contact with Zuihou, lest Riceth discover the clues of the invasion.

Dearlando woke up violently, and Riess's strong emotional turmoil woke him up. He immediately opened the box and released Resace to see if he was hungry. However, as soon as he opened it, the young dragon sprang out and flew out, cooing at him a few times as he flew back, as if urging him to follow. Diarlando followed curiously, and walked a short distance to see the mill, which must have been gone for twelve years.

There was not the slightest light from the dark mill, but voices and fights could be heard from the back, and they sounded like Fayer and Achille. Dearrando quickened his pace and rushed towards the building that wasn't supposed to exist.

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