"The ritual you are holding is predominantly used by the followers of the Master of Black Blood..."
Julie said, "But there’s no need to be too nervous. Before ascending the Golden Sky Tower, all mystical people don’t need to make an imdiate decision... And in fact, I’m not targeting you, but rather most of the extraordinary, who can’t even reach the Crimson River, let alone the Tower of Glory..."
"Nevertheless, using the sa school of naless techniques and rituals will clearly lay a solid foundation for what follows..."
Zhong Shenxiu suddenly understood.
"Yes, you are quite clever," Julie was sowhat surprised.
Although everything was still under control and progressing as planned, it was just moving slightly quicker.
But could Li Wei’s learning and understanding, even his ability to accept, be too astonishing?
A fleeting anomaly crossed her mind, but as she felt the substantial amount of US Dollars in her handbag, it was quickly suppressed.
"Let’s stop here for today; I co every other day to have a drink... Next ti, we can discuss our experiences with mystical knowledge."
Julie elegantly stood up and left the office.
...
Zhong Shenxiu’s hands rested on the desk, his gaze profound.
"A sacrifice to the darkness?"
He went to the secret room and casually picked up a bottle of green absinthe.
"The spiritual materials it requires are few, only two... and, it seems, I could make do with what the Wizard could provide..."
Zhong Shenxiu picked up tongs and lifted a peculiar, withered petal from the wooden rack beside him, setting it to burn over an alcohol lamp.
A srizing fragrance instantly spread around him.
His look was sowhat hazy, but his hands kept moving as he opened the cocktail shaker and added the absinthe...
’Creating real Spiritual Wine not only requires the recipe and steps but more importantly, the involvent of one’s own spirit...’
’This kind of spirit, akin to the infusion of intense emotions, has no quantifiable standard.’
’Thus, mystical potions can only rely on individual Pharmacists’ mixtures, with high failure rates... Any mass production is even more wishful thinking...’
Zhong Shenxiu’s thoughts gradually wandered until he realized in front of him stood a mojito, dark green in color, continuously bubbling, with a layer of white mist swirling around the surface and spreading outward.
’I didn’t add dry ice...’
He muttered to himself, not recklessly trying to drink it, but rather reopened "The Transformation of Blood."
Although this book did not teach how to traverse the Dark Door, undoubtedly, hidden within those seemingly nonsensical praises and hymns, were the thods to ditate, astral project, roam the Spirit Realm, and reach the Dark Door!
Zhong Shenxiu let down his guard, allowing those chaotic and mad words to stir his mind.
His will relaxed, and his mind grew hazy.
He seed to hear a clear and pleasant song by his ear, snapping him back to reality.
At that mont, he realized he was standing on an open field.
The surroundings were blurry, as if shrouded in a layer of grey mist.
"Is this the Spirit Realm? Fascinating!"
Zhong Shenxiu nodded, looking at himself; there seed to be no difference from the outside, but his revolver at his waist and the dagger inside his sleeve were nowhere to be seen.
The only thing still in his hand was the mojito, continually emitting white dense mist.
"Indeed... it can be brought in here, this feeling, it’s very similar to a dream."
Zhong Shenxiu took two steps forward and saw a two-story red-tiled building whose surface was already covered with cracks and vines, with countless fungi growing rampantly... as if it had been deserted for a long ti.
"Vision and physical strength have also weakened a lot... which makes sense, now what sustains my thinking is not the brain but my own spirit, and the sa goes for maintaining bodily movents."
This actually creates a very sad situation, where people with weak spirits who co here will even find their thoughts turning slowly, unable to think quickly, or run freely, ending up like they have dentia.
Fortunately, influenced by Zhong Shenxiu, Li Wei’s innate talents might not be impressive, but his spirit had been amplified, which attracted Julie’s attention.
"Hmm... The sense of direction and the passage of ti still exist here, just a bit blurred, similar to the feeling of being drunk..."
"It seems that only by reaching deeper into the Spirit Realm will true changes in direction occur, and ti shatter..."
After confirming this, Zhong Shenxiu picked a direction and started running.
For other mystic apprentices, achieving this would require rigorous training and prolonged ditation.
But Zhong Shenxiu seed to be born with this ability, naturally knowing how.
As he ran, the scenery on both sides quickly receded, and he erged beyond the building into a wilderness.
All around was silent, occasionally one could see a strange black tree splitting into three branches, resembling a trident.
"In ’The Book of Transformative Blood’, there seems to be a similar scene described, these trident trees are the best guides..."
Zhong Shenxiu looked at the dark green liquid in his hand.
Unknowingly, the wine glass had disappeared, but the liquid didn’t scatter or slip away, instead staying in his hand, with wisps of white mist constantly streaming out.
The white mist flowed sinuously, and didn’t directly flow downwards but pointed in one direction.
"Hmm? Different from the direction indicated by the trident tree?"
Zhong Shenxiu’s pupils constricted, "Is there a problem? Who is lying?"
"No, ’The Book of Transformative Blood’ and this formula both ca from Julie, she had no reason to do this... Could it be the fault of the original author?"
He thought for a mont and quickly walked in the direction indicated by the white mist.
Ti passed indeterminably, and suddenly before Zhong Shenxiu, a vast dark shadow that blotted out the sky appeared.
—It was a gate, no, a massive wall, a black, towering wall!
It didn’t even have a boundary but kept extending to both sides... stretching all the way to the edge of Zhong Shenxiu’s sight...
"A gate of darkness?"
Zhong Shenxiu comnted wryly, "This is clearly a wall of darkness!"
At that mont, he seed to hear a sigh from ancient tis, and from the wall, faint crying sounds seed to erge.
He thought for a while and didn’t approach imdiately but changed direction, exploring along the dark wall.
Ti passed unknowably, the white mist in his hand had dissipated, and the dark green liquid also vanished without a trace.
"Expired, huh..."
Zhong Shenxiu sighed, surveying the still towering black wall before him, silently standing, continually extending to both sides, looking exactly the sa as when he first saw it, as if he hadn’t moved at all.
"But in reality... it has a curvature, albeit very slight... still an inward arc... thus both directions are correct, both leading to the gate of darkness!"
Zhong Shenxiu understood sowhat the essence of the gate of darkness.
It is a circular wall, safeguarding the peripheral area of the Spirit Realm that corresponds to the real world!
Yes, for everyone, the gate of darkness is a form of protection!
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