mythical visionary

Chapter 81 The Book of the Past——Kaguya, Zeus, Anubis
"Xia Mingwei, we've arrived." Anlens' voice came into the Fantasy Cinema.

"It seems that I can't practice anymore." Xia Mingwei was sweeping the golden cudgel to the right, his eyes were like long knives out of their sheaths, moving forward parallel to the body of the golden cudgel.

Compared with the outside world, the time lapse speed of the fantasy theater is 1.5 to 1, which means that after three hours in the theater, two hours actually passed outside.

Xia Mingwei practiced the flower stick dance here for three hours just now, in order not to make mistakes in the basic movements. The effect of this move supplemented by shadow power can be described as terrifying, it is almost no different from blowing a tornado, and it is perfect for preventing powerful attacks , such as the thunderball shot by Zeus.

Of course, he can't manipulate shadow power yet, but he can always master it over time, not to mention he has the guidance of Black Wukong.

"Go." Hei Wukong said only one word, and then closed his scarlet pupils.

Totoro blinked and meowed towards the cell, as if to say: If you don't watch movies, you dark bastard, can you give me the remote control?

Hei Wukong got impatient, so he picked up the remote control with the head of the golden cudgel, causing it to fly out of the gap in the chain and fall into Totoro's mouth.

Totoro held the remote control of the cinema, wagging its tail happily, rushed to the seat and squatted.

Looking at this scene, Xia Mingwei actually didn't expect that Black Wukong would be easier to get along with than he imagined, and of course it was only because of the early stage of the second level of the Mythological Sequence.

"Aren't you leaving yet?" Goku Black asked hoarsely.

"You said that it took you 50 years to control the shadow power," Xia Mingwei squeezed out the shadow power again, looking at the shadow dancing on his fingertips, "Is it true?"

"It's funny," Black Wukong sneered, "You haven't realized that my old grandson's situation at that time was different from yours?"

Xia Mingwei thought for half a second: "You mean, you were crushed under the Five Elements Mountain?"

"That's right, if it wasn't for the Tathagata old man's spell, my old grandson would have already fully grasped the power of shadow, how could it take a full 50 years?" Black Wukong's voice was filled with restrained anger.

"Then how long do you think it will take me to control Shadow Power with my aptitude?" Xia Mingwei blurted out.He needs to become stronger faster and faster in a short period of time.

"This so-called myth sequence can only give you a part of my grandson's power, so of course it won't take long for you to get started."

"Really." Xia Mingwei lowered his head, and the shadow power of his fingertips collapsed, "I just don't want to wait until my Black Wukong sequence reaches the fourth level, even if I unlock the state of the mythical body, I still won't use this thing."

"Are you questioning my grandson?"

"Actually, I think you may not be able to survive to the fourth level. Maybe when I see you next time, you will already be a machine that only wants to destroy itself."

"Heh...heh," Black Wukong nodded, covered his face and sneered for a while, "That little boy, do we want to gamble?"

"What's the bet?" Xia Mingwei asked.

Black Wukong's tone was disdainful, and he said word by word: "Just bet on whether my old grandson will be convinced by the 'self-destructive consciousness' you said in the end."

"How do you want to bet?"

"If I don't know how...then you can give your body to my old grandson." Black Wukong looked directly at Xia Mingwei, "Of course, my old grandson will not treat you badly, I just want to find my own body, I know my own body What remains here is just a piece of spiritual consciousness... After finding the main body, I will return this body to you."

Xia Mingwei was silent for two seconds: "Okay, then let's make a bet."

He thought to himself: The story in the myth happened tens of thousands of years ago, you are just a ray of consciousness, how can you go across those distant times to find your own body?

Besides, maybe the real Black Wukong has already transcended the Three Realms, is not among the Five Elements, and has gone to the universe to roam the Milky Way...

And he is just a mortal, even if he has the dual protection of the Mythic Sequence and the Professional Sequence, how can he find the real body of Black Wukong?
However, Xia Mingwei still kept his mouth shut, because Wukong Hei was arrogant, and he would definitely scold him angrily.

"I'm leaving." He shrugged. "If I don't leave, that scammer will almost think I've fallen asleep. We'll talk about it next time."

After the words fell, his figure disappeared in the fantasy theater.

December 12, 26pm London time.

Xia Mingwei raised his eyelids, and what came into view was a shaking hand, the orange light penetrated his eyelids, and then the handsome face of Anlunsi with raised brows.

Seeing him wake up, Anlunsi breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought you were dead, but I didn't wake you up after waking you up for a minute."

"I'm dreaming."

"So dedicated, you have to be busy upgrading the sequence even if you take a train?"

"You liar is the least qualified person to say that."

"It seems so." Anlens covered his mouth and yawned. "Xia Mingwei, the principal asked you to go to the principal's office to find him as soon as you got off the train."

"I remember." After Xia Mingwei finished speaking, he got off the train first. The flight attendant was standing next to the door of the carriage, smiling and winking at him.

The Chilentes Mountains came into view suddenly, and the grassland was like a firefly green ocean, swaying slowly in the evening wind. Xia Mingwei stepped across the grassland, came to the first hanging door, and gently pressed the dark golden key to open the door. Knocking on the door body, all the floating doors in the sky tilted down immediately, connecting them into a road leading to the plateau.

He had just arrived at the school gate when he saw a gray-eyed boy in a suit staring straight at him:
"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Xia Mingwei."

"Principal." Xia Mingwei exhaled lightly.

"follow me."

Xia Mingwei followed Suad to the principal's office on the top floor of the teaching building. This floor was empty, just as a foil to the spacious and unsightly principal's office.

"So," Suad sat down on the black chair behind his desk, crossed his hands and rested his chin, "you know I have a lot of questions."

Xia Mingwei sat across from him and said slowly, "I will answer clearly."

At the same moment, at three o'clock in the morning on December 12th, Japan time.

Xia Mingwei woke up from the bed, he got up slowly, and turned to look at Qing Zhulin who was sleeping on the other side with an open book.

She was covered with a quilt, sleeping in an upright position, her upturned nose was covered with a layer of moonlight, and her black hair was scattered on the pillow.

To be honest, it's a bit inconsistent to use the word "goddess" to refer to Xia Mingwei, but it's not surprising to put the word "goddess" on Qing Zhulin. Looking at her side face, I couldn't move my eyes at all.

Xia Mingwei restrained his voice as much as possible, opened the quilt, got out of bed and put on his shoes, then got up and went to the library of the church.

Borrowing the moonlight, he pulled out the fifth book from the fifth shelf, and the book was taken out, revealing the wall with a tiny pattern engraved on it.

Without thinking, he reached out to touch Tuzhen, and Tuzhen suddenly glowed with light, illuminating his delicate cheeks.

Immediately, a portal opened up in the corner wall of the library, leading to a dark room.

He stepped into the dark room, the torch in the recessed wall flickered faintly, reflecting the layers of books placed inside, Xia Mingwei went deep into the dark room, and stopped in front of one of the books, the four books on the shelf The cover is made of bronze, engraved with innumerable tiny patterns: blue dragons, red dragons, divine birds, gods, giants, etc...

These are the records of the past life meeting, Xia Mingwei thought to himself, I want to know where Zeus is, and I can only go through the past life meeting at present, maybe these mythological carriers know something.

"Wait," he raised his eyebrows suddenly, "Why is there one book missing, isn't there five books on the shelf last time I visited?"

Xia Mingwei quickly scanned through the four books, and he was shocked to find that what disappeared was the book of records he read last time—the book that recorded the conversation between the "flame giant" and "Anubis"...

"Took it by Rin?" Xia Mingwei quickly came to the conclusion that after all, the only thing that can open this dark room is the mythical carrier, and the leader cannot enter, let alone other believers.

Putting aside his doubts for the time being, he glanced at the four books in front of him, and finally settled on the top of the record book on the far left. The cover of this book is engraved with "Holy woman in incandescent plumage", "Wearing linen robe The tiny patterns of the three characters of "a man with a jackal head" and "a god full of thunder".

Xia Mingwei's eyes were a bit awe-inspiring by the torchlight, his eyes gradually passed over the patterns of the three characters, and his mouth slowly spit out their names:
"Kaguya Hime... Anubis... And, Zeus."

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