Chapter 398 The Book of Abraham
"The Book of Abraham!" Fan Lin said.
Looking at the Book of Abraham slowly emerging from the World Tree, Fan Lin's heart couldn't help but become hot.
"Ah, yes, the Book of Abraham, the most mysterious and most complete book of alchemy." Nicolas Flamel said, "Just like when I came here six hundred years ago, every time I see it emerging from the World Tree, I can't help but feel very emotional."
Fan Lin couldn't help but stretch out his hands to take the Book of Abraham from the trunk of the World Tree. Only when he touched the Book of Abraham with his own hands, Fan Lin had a real feeling.
The Book of Abraham was too legendary, so Fan Lin had to be careful.
Fan Lin's palm rubbed the cover of the Book of Abraham, and the copper cover gave Fan Lin a cold touch of metal.
The symbols on the cover were naturally the spells mentioned by Nicolas Flamel. Even if Fan Lin didn't recognize these ancient words at all, it didn't prevent Fan Lin from feeling the magic attached to these words.
"How do you feel?" Nicolas Flamel asked.
"These words..." Fanlin gently stroked the words with his hand, just like the twisted tadpole script, as if each spell had its own unique vitality.
"This can also be regarded as some additional magic." Nicolas Flamel said, "Just like I just saw it, each spell can bring people different feelings."
"So how do you feel now?"
"It's life." Nicolas Flamel said, "Just like the grace of the world tree, the vitality, and before this, what I have felt has always been a kind of metal and wealth, and the kind of predictable death."
"Predictable death, you mean your upcoming death..."
"This is not something to be avoided." Nicolas Flamel said, "Death to me, is nothing more than a sleep, or to meet an old friend who has not seen it for a long time."
"Are you really not afraid at all? I mean, I can understand your choice, but for death..."
"You shouldn't be afraid, this is just A process. "Nicolas Flamel said, "Whether I discovered it or not, death will greet me at my end. It is just a word that humans have given a terrifying meaning. "
Nicolas Flamel said, he patted the world tree with his hand, "Since I discovered it six hundred years ago, I have been ready. "
"Prepare for what?"
"Successor."
Nicolas Flamel smiled, "Just like Abraham finally left him. According to records, Abraham found the remains of the world tree here and used alchemy to help it grow. At the same time, Abraham also cut off a piece of the world tree's core as the final carrier of the Book of Abraham, and the role of the world tree is protection and succession. "
"You mean, the world tree is also a test left by Abraham?" Fan Lin was incredible.
After he came down and saw the world tree, the world tree had no additional reaction except for a burst of green light to heal the bodies of the two.
"You have passed the test, haven't you?" Nicolas Flamel said, "If you are not qualified to inherit the Book of Abraham, you will not be able to see the World Tree at all. This is the result of my years of research on the Book of Abraham. He will always choose the right person."
Fan Lin seemed to understand, but he was not quite sure. This level of magic was obviously not something he could get involved in. It was about the future, but Fan Lin had no ability to see through the future except for some extra memories.
As Professor Trelawney said, Fan Lin did not have the talent for prophecy, just like Hermione, a dry soul.
What the hell is this, why did I think of Professor Trelawney?
Fan Lin couldn't help shaking his head, and he turned his attention back to the Book of Abraham.
Facing the highest work of alchemy, it was obviously problematic to think about Professor Trelawney's teachings at this time, and there were still big problems.
Giving up the exploration of the cover, Nicolas Flamel said that it took him twenty years to decipher the cover, but under Nicolas Flamel's teaching, Fan Lin didn't think he would spend so much time, it was nothing more than a new study of ancient characters.
Opening the scroll, the thin wood fiber pages came into Fan Lin's eyes.
This is much tougher than imagined. The core of the world tree is really the most suitable carrier of the Book of Abraham.
The heavy and ancient breath came to his face, as if Fan Lin was taken back to the era when the Book of Abraham was born a thousand years ago. Fan Lin seemed to see Abraham sitting under the world tree and sketching the spell stroke by stroke.
"I think you saw him." Nicolas Flamel said.
"Yes, Mr. Nicolas Flamel, I saw him. He was writing the Book of Abraham, kneeling here." Fan Lin said excitedly. He understood why Nicolas Flamel said he was Abraham's disciple.
Fan Lin's fingers gently slid across the pages of the Book of Abraham, and a feeling of passing through time entered Fan Lin's heart.
The passing years were accompanied by wind, frost, rain and snow, and what passed by in a hurry was the most direct imprint of time.
The Book of Abraham now lay quietly in the palm of Fan Lin's hand, and Fan Lin felt as if he was holding it up for a thousand years.
It can be imagined that the Book of Abraham is undoubtedly an existence that makes everyone crazy.
Fan Lin felt that perhaps countless people had held the Book of Abraham. The common characteristics of those people were nothing more than their talents. Everyone seemed to have left a strong and colorful mark in history, such as Nicolas Flamel.
However, judging from the current results, they were undoubtedly failures. No matter how many people had possessed him, the result was self-evident. Otherwise, the Book of Abraham would not have returned to the embrace of the World Tree again and again.
Fan Lin believed that Nicolas Flamel must be the one closest to the truth, but it was too late. When Nicolas Flamel caught the tail of the truth, his past experience became his biggest obstacle.
This is a regrettable thing, and the mistake from the starting point is naturally irreversible.
And now, Fan Lin is holding the Book of Abraham. Fan Lin is not sure what the result will be. Will he understand the true meaning of the Book of Abraham? Or, as if he didn't, he would stop forever at the end of a mistake and leave that kind of deep regret? (To be continued)