Chapter 361 Changes in the Spiritual Lich’s Mind

The little boss is not a fighting player, but Chen Shuyun is.

Since she came back from the last battle, she has been thinking about some things she learned during the battle.

For example, how should the "ghost-faced witch" from her past, the white snake who returned, completely release this part of her power?

The loss and recovery of power is not just a simple "lost and found", it is more of a spiritual transformation.

She needs to constantly reflect on everything in the past and find a balance between the violence and ferocity of the Ghost-Faced Witch and the softness and gentleness after losing the Ghost-Faced Witch.

She no longer wanted to become neither human nor ghost, so she only dared to hide behind the mask.

She doesn't want to step towards the lich step by step, yes, the ghost-faced witch, the white snake spirituality, she is only one step away from the top wizard, and she is only one step away from becoming a lich.

Become a lich...

I'm afraid she can't be as special as her sister and maintain her original sanity.

Not only because of the coincidence of various witchcraft rituals, my sister also has a human heart in the spiritual world, a living heart that maintains spiritual power.

Lin An only had one such heart, and I'm afraid he wouldn't feel well after losing it, but he just didn't say it.

The only solution Chen Shuyun could think of was the disciplinary power of the Antler Furnace Core.

Discipline the past, discipline the present, discipline yourself.

How to do it?

She needed some time to explore.

…

The extraordinary path is sometimes a very personal matter, because spiritual power originates from within oneself.

When it gets out of control, emotions burst out and people are carried away by their emotions. When it is completely controlled to death, people will completely lose their spirituality, become unable to cast spells, and even turn into a statue.

Even if Lin An builds a good theoretical framework, he dare not say that his path is definitely right and suitable for everyone.

What's more, even if he understands it, his path of cultivation is still very difficult.

Spiritual power (emotion-desire)-making aspiration-practicing, this path, after he mastered the furnace to condense the core of the furnace and disciplined his spirituality, he had quietly entered a new experience without knowing it.

Making a wish is not simply making a wish, it is a wish that comes from the inner desire.

Lin An's desire is to make a stunning game that will complete the value of life in this world while everyone is amazed.

His desire is to unconsciously identify with the path of Antlers, to protect the world of ordinary people including himself, and to continue to find solutions to the past.

Then, the fun merged into one. I wanted to make a game that could complete this part at the same time.

He is on the road to practice.

He didn't know what the final scenery on this road would be. It might be wonderful or dull, but it didn't matter. The scenery on the road was endless.

This is a personal practice.

Lin An is drawing the spirituality of the 'Poseidon' moose. He has completed the spiritual drawing in his mind, and now he wants to put it into writing and draw it thoroughly.

He had an interesting conjecture.

There should be some subtle relationship between the spiritual space of the environment and the spiritual space of the individual. Perhaps he could deconstruct the God-making ritual of the Baird family from this perspective.

If it really works, maybe...

He can also create a space that can accommodate the soul and contain some aura. Then, will this world completely become the wizard's 'purgatory world'?

Is it possible to let people like Lao Liu, who are noisy in their hearts, come out without affecting the world of ordinary people?

Can they even enter the game world they built themselves?

This is obviously a problem.

Of course, there is a more interesting conjecture.

Perhaps, he could imitate the 'god-making ceremony' and make a clone for Maomao, allowing it to return from the spirit world to the real world, even if it is just a clone.

This also needs to be studied.

Just do it, now of course.

But what impact will it have on the cat itself, what impact will it have on the real world, and what will it bring to the spiritual space it creates.

All this requires him to explore.

He had already been selfish once, giving his heart to Chen Xinmi so that she might come to the real world in the future, but he didn't dare to be selfish again.

This goes against his gradually becoming firmer belief in guardianship.

The world of ordinary people is too fragile, and something will happen if you mess around.

Time passed slowly. During this period, the little boss called and said that he and his aunt would stay in the sewer space of the Extraordinary Trading Market and continue to discuss with Mrs. Sally Byrd, saying that this would be a protracted war. His tone Full of confidence.

At night, Chen Shuyun went back to his room, and Lin An also packed up the canvas paints, washed up and went to bed.

Then……

He had a dream.

A very unique dream.

"Gu~~da~da~"

Accompanied by bursts of such strange and inexplicably familiar cries, he fell deeply into sleep.

…

…

Sylvia Richie was a quiet girl. In a modern war that changed the world, she volunteered to participate in the war in order to save her brother, the only breadwinner of the family, from being drafted by the country.

She has this qualification. She is a nurse at the mission hospital in Florence, Dali.

However, she never thought that once she left, she would never have the chance to return to her hometown.

She became a witch during a strange incident in the hospital.

At that time, there were no novels and games about wizards in the Westman continent. Even though the church had become less influential due to the advancement of science, witches were still regarded as evil beings.

What's more, she was still a nurse in a church hospital. She didn't dare to mention it to anyone, and she was hesitant and depressed every day.

Sylvia Richie's gift of witchcraft is very unique. She can clearly feel the state of others - there will be all kinds of cute little bugs crawling out of the other person's body, and these elves will tell her what's wrong with the other person's body. What kind of problem.

This quickly made her an excellent nurse, and she even began to learn medical skills, hoping to save more people with this skill.

Everything is getting better, and she even found a wizard among the soldiers through this gift of witchcraft, a wizard.

What followed was an interesting time, which was the most beautiful encounter in her life. The wizard taught her many recipes for brewing herbs, and also found a witchcraft that was particularly suitable for her - the window of the soul.

A kind of witchcraft that can construct dreams and communicate in dreams.

It is said that it was inadvertently invented by a powerful person from the Forest School. It is a witchcraft that is difficult for ordinary wizards to learn and can only be performed by wizards like her.

The effect of that witchcraft is...

"Gu~~da~da~"

"!!!"

Lin An suddenly sat up from the bed, squinting and looking out the window at the spiritual space that covered the entire city.

"Gu~~da~da~" - this cry is clearly the cry of the monster in the sewer!

So, has the spiritual lich's spellcasting become an instinctive reaction?

"Gu~~da~da~"

"Gu~~da~da~"

"..."

Waves of screams were transmitted from unknown places to Lin An's mind, trying persistently to drag him into dreamland again.

Lin An raised his eyebrows slightly and turned to look at the ugly head bouncing next to the pillow.

The half-long hair was stained with blood, the pale to bloodless skin was tinged with purple, the straight eyes, the black lips with some dark red lines...

"Did you hear that?"

His head fell on the bed, and he opened and closed his mandible to let his head hit the pillow as a nod.

"Yes, a force is eroding and affecting your spiritual space!"

As it spoke, it shared its vision, and soon the picture in front of Lin An was brought into the world of the gap between the real world and the spiritual world.

At this moment, this space is filled with blue smoke that sparkles with silvery stars. It floats like silk and looks very beautiful.

"It doesn't matter, I'm here!"

The head said with a smile, "You always say that you should use antlers to discipline spirituality, but the existence of spirituality also makes the mind stable. At most, you can only dream."

"How's it going? How's it going?" It laughed and teased, "Isn't it fun to dream about becoming a witch?"

Lin An shrugged, "It's okay."

"It really doesn't affect me?"

"Yes, it's just a dream at most."

Lin An chose to believe what his head said, and left his spiritual space. His vision returned to the real world. After thinking about it, he simply lay down again.

"Then I'll sleep a little longer. I have to see what the spirit lich's mind is going to do."

His head jumped onto Lin An's chest and continued to jump, "Quack, you must think it's fun to become a witch, right? Lin An, don't get confused, I don't want you to When I get up tomorrow, I suddenly want to wear a skirt.”

Lin An rolled his eyes and fell asleep in an instant.

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