On the Seven Towers

"Everyone thinks they know themselves best, but how many people have really spent time exploring their own hearts? You humans face too many temptations every day, and your mind is always on external things, and most of them don't think about introspection. But the "Shadow Scroll of the Sea of ​​Consciousness" will mercilessly reflect the entire mind, leaving no place for any dirty things to hide." The book spirit pointed at Li Jia's heart and said, "You look like a little girl now. When you grow up, you look in the mirror and find that you are ugly. It's really pitiful."

"There's nothing to sympathize with. But anyone who sees that his mind is like an underground tunnel probably won't be very happy." Li Jia shook his head and said, "At least I have been restraining these thoughts. There is no better way to be than to recognize the darkness. People who are in the meditation space know the value of light. In this meditation space, at least I have the opportunity to change myself. At least I have the opportunity to illuminate my heart, right? "

Shu Ling nodded slowly: "I hope you are really as you said. As a soul interpreter, I hate losers who sink the most."

"Loser? In the meditation space, what is success and what is failure?"

Li Jia seemed to ask a very simple question, but Shu Ling's expression was unprecedentedly serious, which formed a strong contrast with her seductive appearance. "The creator once told me that the winner is the one who completely transforms himself. And the loser is the one who is lost in the will of others and his own instincts. "

"Transform yourself?" Li Jia was a little confused. "Mortals have complex and fragile minds, while magicians have pure and fluent minds. The more powerful the magician, the more this is true. Even if it is a necromancer who is regarded as the source of evil by the world, or a battle mage who has killed countless people, his spiritual world must be a beautiful place."

"What does this have to do with power? Does the beauty of the spiritual world have something to do with the strength of the mental power?"

"Your mind is like an unprocessed ore, while the mind of a powerful magician is a piece of refined iron that has been refined and tempered by alchemy. Which weapon will be more powerful?" The book spirit asked back with a metaphor.

Li Jia seemed to understand something, and he asked again: "What is lost in the will of others and your own instincts?"

"Just like just now, you were invaded by the distracting thoughts in the wind. If this thought is strong enough, it will affect your thinking. If you lose your original heart... then the consciousness that is talking to me now no longer exists. Some of these thoughts come from other people's views of you, and some come from your biological instincts."

Li Jia showed a shocked expression: "You mean, we will be affected by other people's views of us? What kind of person others think I am and what they think of me will slowly affect myself? But we live among people, isn't it important for others to think of us?"

"Whether other people's views are important depends on whether you are strong or weak. I have seen some of your memories. You are not unfamiliar with being influenced by others, right?"

"Yes, I live for others a lot of the time. Be a good child , read good books, don't fall in love too early, get into a good university, become a humble person, a cautious person, an obedient person, a well-behaved person, or be more open, bolder, and make more friends with others... I have heard countless admonitions of this or that kind in my life, and sometimes they are even contradictory, leaving me at a loss as to what to do. "

"For a magician, what kind of person I think I am is the most important. The purpose of cultivation is to make me become that kind of person, whether it is a brave man who saves the world or a demon king who destroys, that is the path I have found and will go to the end. "

"So that's the case..., what about instinct?"

"That's even simpler." Shu Ling suddenly showed a charming and enchanting smile, approached Li Jia, gently put her head on his shoulder, hooked his neck with one hand, stroked his face with the other, and asked in a tender voice: "What if I don't want you to learn those annoying magics, but want to do something more interesting with you?"

What's wrong with this? The style of painting changes at any time! Li Jia felt that his heart was about to jump out. He quickly broke free from the other person's hand, stepped back a few steps, stared at the ground, and said loudly: "Don't do this, don't do this, I know you are not her."

"But what if she said that?"

"I, I..." Li Jia stuttered.

"You see, this is one of the things you have to overcome, otherwise you won't go far." Shu Ling returned to his original posture of putting his hands on his hips.

"You, don't you feel embarrassed?"

"I am a spirit, not a human, but I don't have so many good and bad opinions. In addition, my performance just now was extracted from your fantasy. Haha, who should be embarrassed?" Shu Ling covered his mouth and laughed.

Li Jia grunted for a long time and asked, "What will happen if you really fall?"

"Most fallen magicians will lose their power or die. But some magicians will fall into a frenzy. They have no clear mind, but they have magical instincts, which makes them very dangerous and difficult to understand. Such crazy people usually cause great harm. In the history of Dream Tower, there was a saint who fell into madness because his wife and daughter were brutally killed by opponents. Because of him, an entire city-state fell into his frenzied sea of ​​consciousness projection for three years. It took the masters of Dream Tower and Sword Tower a full six months to break his domain and finally kill him in the sea of ​​consciousness projection. And the people in the entire city-state had already died and turned into various undead creatures."

"It seemed like he gained tremendous strength."

"It's just crazy and disordered power. Don't long for that kind of power, just do it yourself."

Li Jia shook his head and said: "I'm not crazy, I'm just curious. Tell me what to do."

Shu Ling walked to the wall of the tunnel and patted the stone wall with his hand. Strangely, every time he patted the wall, there was no proper sound. Instead, the wall felt broken and turned into a rising mist. It seemed that the materials that made up the wall were broken into extremely fine particles and vibrated.

And as her hand left, all the particle mist returned to its original position and turned into the original wall. Li Jia watched Shu Ling's movements, and then tried to knock on the wall himself. Hard and cold, just like the walls he had touched in the real world.

"Remember, all of this here is not real matter, but your mental power. The torch is it, the wind is it, and it depends on it to protect the flame. The part of the mental power you can control is still too weak. , it is difficult to shake other parts of your consciousness and subconsciousness, but as you practice, you will be able to do more and more things in this world. At that time, your most powerful power will be yours. imagination.”

"It seems you are powerful enough to interfere with my meditation space?" Li Jia asked.

Shu Ling gently waved his hand to the torch on the wall, and a bunch of flames separated from the flame as if they were alive. The flames flew in the air with the waving of Shu Ling's fingers. After dancing for a while, the flames It turned into a vivid fire dragon. The long-fingered fire dragon flew while shaking its head and tail and showing its teeth and claws. Finally, the fire dragon circled Shu Ling's body several times, then turned into flowing fire, and threw himself into the torch. Shu Ling spread his hands and said: "If you do anything for a long time, you will become a skilled worker. I have already remembered I don’t know how many mage apprentices I have stepped into. The world at your level is simply defenseless to me.”

"Can I do that in the future?"

"Of course, this is just a little trick to give you a lot of insights. You are a magician, and you should have higher goals in your own meditation space."

Li Jia thought for a while and concentrated on looking at the torch. After a while, the torch suddenly trembled, and then the flames began to twist, as if some force was pulling them. This state remained for a while, and then the flames suddenly It swelled up, reaching a height of nearly one meter, and burned all the way to the top of the tunnel. Li Jia stared at this scene dumbfounded and whispered, "I obviously just wanted to separate a bunch of flames."

"Take your time. But I suggest you not to waste the results you just achieved. Try to see if you can enter the tunnel ahead with this powerful torch."

Li Jia nodded, holding the big torch in his hand, and slowly walked into the fork in the road ahead. But when he just put the torch into the entrance of the tunnel, the sound of wind sounded again, and the flame swayed rapidly. After a few seconds, it was completely blown out.

"Isn't this okay?" Li Jia stepped out with the extinguished torch, and then lit the fire with other torches again.

"Remember, this is a meditation space. What limits you is your own imagination." Shu Ling said behind him.

When Li Jiaruo realized something, he concentrated his energy again and imagined that there was a lampshade outside the torch in his hand. The flame on the torch was disturbed again, and Wufeng started automatically. Li Jia touched the outer edge of the flame with his hand, really looking like a wizard. Creating a barrier out of thin air seems much harder than increasing an already existing flame. Like a bad magician, Li Jia danced there for a long time until there seemed to be a looming shield beyond the flames of the torch.

It took Li Jia a lot of energy to generate such a barrier and maintain its existence, not to mention the physical energy consumed by constantly changing postures. He found that in this meditation space, the feeling of physical fatigue was no different from that in the real world. He gasped and said to Shu Ling: "I hope it can work this time. I feel like my energy is being drained."

Then, maintaining the existence of the barrier extremely carefully, he slowly walked into the tunnel step by step.

After a while, the light in the tunnel became brighter. A brand new torch appeared on the wall of the forked road.