musicians of old

Chapter 18 A Look at the Shift

Fanning sat upright. After listening to Sir Viadrin's interpretation of the Noah's "Glow Refraction Theory", he folded his hands on the table and remained silent for nearly ten minutes.

Then he tried to summarize: "The gathering point is from top to bottom, and we are from bottom to top. Therefore, the ability of those who know, in the most general way, is to gain hidden knowledge and strengthen inspiration through the fog of history, so as to enter the mobile world. Chung, see the will behind the appearance of the world?"

"At the same time, can some mysterious power be mobilized?"

"This time you understood quite accurately."

"How can one become wise?" asked Fanning.

"You want to see those different colors?" Viadrin asked back.

"Actually, those appearances of the world deposited by drifting downwards are not the cages that bind you, on the contrary, they protect you to some extent."

"The appearance of the world defines the scope of what you feel and perceive. Some transcendent and terrifying things will be rejected by your subconscious unconsciously, and if you actively peek outside."

"Maybe they will come out by themselves?" Fanning suddenly uttered the contents at the end of Professor Anton Conner's diary.

"That's right. The two elements of a knowing person are 'hidden knowledge' and 'inspiration'. The two major dangers are 'distortion' and 'lost'." Viadrin said.

"When you first glimpsed the will of the world, you may have a sense of superiority, thinking that you have seen the truth of the world. But as you explore deeper and deeper, you will gradually find that the nature of the world is unknowable, and you will feel chaos , distortion and inner powerlessness, you will think that the ignorant is the happiest."

"Where is Yi Chung?" Fanning just continued to ask the previous question, "Or, how do I get to Yi Chung?"

"Is it in the sky?" Fanning raised his head again, looking at the dense candle shadows on the ceiling.

"I don't know." Viadrin said.

"We don't know where the shift is."

"?? Ah?" Fan Ning was stunned, "Aren't you already knowledgeable? Where is Yi Chung?"

"We can only dream about it, or to be precise, we can only 'borrow' the past from the dream." Viadrin smiled, "To spy on the will of the world, study those phases that symbolize divinity, and capture those symbols The brilliance of inspiration."

"Human cognition is so limited that we can't see even the images that have been degraded and collapsed many times. The only thing we can see with our own eyes is the appearance of the world-those that are constantly drifting downward and silting up. dross."

"Even if there are those incomparably powerful beings among those who know—"those who understand", they can only be seen in dreams."

"So, the way to become a wise person is the 'dream control method'? The purpose is to enter the movement from the dream?" Fan Ning asked for confirmation.

He thought of Teacher Anton again.

It seems that the teacher is indeed in the process of exploring the "dream control method", peeping into something that shouldn't be peeking, and finally "lost".

This doubt may be explained in this way, but another problem is still not fully confirmed: the "mysterious chords" in the fragments of the sound sequence.

As a great composer, Mr. Anton should have a high level of inspiration. His "lostness" is largely due to "mysterious chords" interfering with his mind. Of course, the book "Sound Flow, Weaving I don't know if there are any pitfalls in "Body and Dreamland".

The mysterious chords come from the fragments of the sequence.

As for the cause and effect of the sound sequence fragments, I should have closed the loop.The code has been deciphered, and the last "papyrus symbol" of the museum has been taken away by itself.
So what is the "mystery chord" for?

Is it just an extra layer of anti-deciphering means?

This matter is not over yet?

Unless I get back the seized original copy and the book later, I will have a chance to clarify this question.

However, he felt that the difficulty of getting them back in the hands of the Special Inspection Office might exceed the decryption itself.

"Fanning, what do you think you are made of?" Viadlin did not directly answer Fanning's question about the dream control method, but threw out a new question.

"Um..." As a chemistry dog ​​in his previous life, Fan Ning was professionally about to recite the periodic table of elements, but he immediately reacted, so he tentatively gave an answer that is both Chinese and Western:

"Body and soul?"

"To be precise, there are three parts: body, soul, and spirit." Viadrin corrected, "It seems that I need to transmit some low-level hidden knowledge to you."

"Flesh, flesh and blood, your support in the appearance of the world. It can also extend a little to the first etheric layer, which reflects your senses and physical condition."

"Soul, Spirit and Consciousness. The conscious soul forms the second emotional body, which reflects your rational or emotional thinking. The subconscious soul forms the third astral body, which reflects the higher transcendental emotions and thoughts. The Astral The body corresponds to the astral layer, that is, the mixed area where the appearance of the world and the will meet. This is the place where ordinary dreams can reach. If we want to go to the will of the world-the shifting layer, we must first pass through here. Few people are gifted Ordinary people can ascend to the highest point of the astral world when they skillfully control the dream in lucid dreams, where there is only a thin layer of thin film between them and the shifting layer."

"Spirit comes from the sacred spark refracted by the radiance. Some people say that 'inspiration' is the strength of the spirit. For ordinary people, the spirit is in a shielded state and mixed with the soul, so they call it It's the soul."

Viadrin stared at Fanning: "Aren't you asking, how can one become a wise person?"

"In a lucid dream, reach the edge of the astral world, use the independent power of the spirit to tear off that layer of film, and you will enter the fourth layer of movement and become a person with knowledge."

"Caroun, I'm using my power now to show you a glimpse of the shifting tide. You will feel a color different from the world's appearance, and you may also experience thrilling and strange dangers. Then, you can experience Think about whether you want to go down this chaotic and crazy path."

Fanning asked curiously: "Can ordinary people also be lucidly brought into the dreams or shifts of those who know?"

"Yes, this is actually a joint dream, but the price is very high, and the time is very short. Even the strongest among those who know—"the one who understands" will not last for too long at will." Viadrin explained.

He took out a second small essential oil vaporizer and put it on another candle in the candlestick, which contained a colorless liquid.

"The secret atmosphere just now is made of acacia, anise hydrosol, and apple blossom essential oil tempered by the 'chi' secret ritual. The purpose is to protect the mind. Now add marjoram and wind to help you sleep Nobuko and lavender mixed with hydrosol."

He took out another pure black vial with a dropper, and as the cap of the dropper was opened, purple fluorescence sprayed out, spreading in a spherical space with a radius of ten centimeters around it.

"At the end, drop a little 'key' phase of the brilliance liquid, which is the essence of inspiration extracted from Yiyong, so that you will not exhaust all the inspiration of ordinary people the moment you enter Yiyong."

As Vyadrin said, he quickly poured four or five drops into the evaporator, and then quickly closed the lid.

It can be seen that this brilliant spirit liquid is extremely expensive, Fan Ning feels that they seem to be neither gas nor liquid, but a kind of dense and shining "light". Purple lights.

The sweet fragrance is mixed with the tranquility, and the purple shadow covers the candle flame. Amidst the singing of the phonograph requiem, Fan Ning feels that his state of mind has fallen into a quiet place, and his eyelids are getting heavier and heavier.

"Caroun, pay attention to your feelings. The last time you can see Yi Chung is only about one second, and it depends on the strength of your inspiration." These are the last words Fan Ning heard in reality.

He had a dream. The objects in the room were shaking, and the bricks and stones were scattered and crumbling.

He poked his head out of the window, looked around at the brick walls, and found himself on top of a tower.

Fanning thought of the similarity between this scene and a dream he had recorded, so he succeeded in realizing that he was dreaming.

The tower was about to collapse. In his lucid dream, Fan Ning controlled himself to jump out of the window and flew into the misty sky full of flowers and plants, but he felt as if he was in the water, his heart beat faster and his breathing was difficult. Will fall and wake up.

"You don't need to breathe, so you won't suffocate, dive up." Viadrin's dull syllables came from his mind.

Fanning's suffocation suddenly disappeared, so he tried his best to control himself and continue to fly upwards.

The sky is getting darker and darker, from dark blue to dark blue, and the plants growing in the sky have been distorted into unreadable characters and scenes, and this place is close to the edge of the astral layer.

He felt that something in himself had been ignited, and once it was burned, it would fall into other unconscious dreams.

And it burns itself as fast as a handful of hay.

The feeling of being immersed in cold water still existed, and he felt that a purple hole had been torn open in the space in front of him, and there seemed to be countless irrelevant scenery inside, piled up like a kaleidoscope.

"Keep clear and let your spirit visit the past." Viadrin's voice sounded again.

Fan Ning tried his best to peek ahead, but he was not a person with knowledge, and his soul and spirit were not completely separated.

He struggled to stick his head out towards the shifting plane, his body still stuck in the winding tunnels of the astral plane.

In this tunnel, he lost his hearing and vision, and countless scenes and concepts were directly squeezed into his mind, all of which were fragments of his previous impressions and evaluations of the appearance of the world.

In the end, his spirit finally protruded a little to the shifting layer.

He found himself poking out from under the waterfall, and the torrent of water behind him continued to fall towards the void below.

In the void of the night, there are sparse wildernesses of different sizes floating, and various colors representing different phases are cruising in the space.

Floating in the distance is a huge, hazy and stretching black-blue surrounding mountain, and further inside the surrounding mountain is a clear golden tower that towers into the sky.

He also felt the sense of being spied on from all directions. Those unknown things that were much stronger than him were dormant, growing, and wriggling in the dark, and the raving sounds in his ears seemed to climb up his back.

He persisted for about three seconds during the whole process.

Before his consciousness was about to collapse, he looked at the dome of the Hui Tower from a distance, the existence that seemed to be slowly turning in the void in the deepest part of the sky.

At this moment, he felt that the sensory boundaries of the five sense organs were blurred and distorted. He only felt that he and himself were separated by thousands of curtains of light and darkness, which could not be described or seen.The concept of time is gone, and standing nearby are his childhood self, present self, old self, dying self, and past self, all trembling with sublime.The concept of self disappeared, and he felt that these observers were himself, his father, his teacher, countless people he knew or did not know, or even just a tree.

At this moment, he is very sure that if the thousands of curtains do not exist, he will be annihilated into nothingness by facing the reality, no matter where he is.

However, he still felt the strong call from the existence on the dome of Huita to him.

This is not unique to him, simply because every human being contains in his spirit the spark of the divine that was originally thrown from the gathering point.

This is the longing engraved in the depths of the soul, and it is also an unforgettable remembrance like falling leaves returning to their roots.

At the end of the third second, his consciousness finally completely collapsed.

The room with the gas lights turned on is extremely bright, the extinguished candlesticks emit green smoke, and the sweet fragrance of the secret atmosphere still has the last trace left.

"What did you see in the stream?" Viadrin asked while clearing the coarse salt on the mahogany table, "Do you understand that everyone with knowledge will face a crazy chaos, full of All kinds of unknowable and dangerous quests?"

Fanning's sense of self was not recovered for a while, and all kinds of faces and voices kept jumping in his consciousness, young, old, luxurious, vulgar, pleasant, painful, holy, and dirty.
After a long time, the pupils gradually gained focus.

He spoke, and countless scattered voices finally merged together,
The voice is deep and clear, like a dialogue with another self deep inside:

"The world is full of imperfections, but someone will see the light for themselves."

　The second one arrives. 3.6K.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)