The night was long, but Chen Jieqi barely slept.
He didn't adjust his breath, and the black spots on his palms were spreading, crawling from his palms to his wrists, intersecting with the red marks on the gold threads.
He watched it all night.
Dugu Bo sat opposite, said nothing, and added wood to the fire three times.
"Grandpa."
"Hmm."
"If tomorrow... I mean if..."
"There are no ifs." Dugu Bo threw a piece of wet wood into the fire, and the smoke started to rise.
"Unicorn didn't say it, but it won't be wrong."
Chen Jieqi was silent for a moment and did not ask any more questions.
When the sky turned white, he stood up and walked towards the valley.
Dugu Bo followed behind, not in front this time.
Unicorn Standing by the spring, the horn is not golden in the morning light, but an old copper color.
When it saw Chen Jieqi, it didn't lower its head or salute, it just took a step to the side to reveal the spring.
"Come in," it said,
"It's not like standing by and watching."
Chen Jieqi Stepped into the spring water. The water was up to the knees. It was very cold. There was light flowing at the bottom of the spring, like blood vessels.
Unicorn also stepped in and stood opposite him.
The water covered its hooves, knees, and belly. The shadows of the two people overlapped in the spring water.
"Dao Fusion is not giving you power." Unicorn looked at him,
"My way is sewn into your way. From now on, there will be me living in your Soul Ring.
My consciousness will not completely fall asleep, but will wake up, see, and speak.
"You might not like it."
Chen Jieqi touched the spring water but said nothing.
"It's not too late to regret now." Unicorn said,
"Once you start, I'm a part of you, I'll be picky as you gather your faith,
When you light the divine fire, I will watch, and when you die, I will follow you and disappear.
When you become a god..." It paused,
"I have to admit that you are my god."
Chen Jieqi thought for a while, "Are you going to make a noise?"
Unicorn smiled for the first time, although it couldn't be seen, or in other words, the corner of his mouth twitched,
"It depends."
Then it lowered its head and put its horn against Chen Jieqi's eyebrows.
This time it's not hot, it's swollen.
It was as if something came out of the horn, not light, but a shape, hard, and stuffed into the center of his eyebrows.
Heart of the Naaru is beating, but it doesn't look very welcoming. It is squeezed. Originally there was only one "heart" position, but now a second one has to be inserted.
"The divine examination is both control and shackles. The path you are taking is the path God of Light walked in ancient times." Unicorn said.
At this time, its body has not become transparent, but is shrinking, like a sponge that has been wrung out, and like it has been compressed into a smaller space.
Its bones, tendons, and bristles all turned into a silver-white liquid that slowly seeped into the pores of Chen Jieqi's body.
Chen Jieqi wanted to retreat, but the spring water was like glue, sticking to his legs.
"Don't move." Unicorn's voice came from his consciousness,
"It will hurt halfway through sewing."
But it already hurts.
And it's not a pain in the flesh, it's a pain in the structure. His Soul Ring was originally just a circle of pure energy structure.
Now Unicorn is weaving itself in, like a piece of iron wire being forced into an already woven basket,
The basket was not broken or changed, but every bamboo stick was screaming.
Dugu Bo stood on the shore, clasping his hands behind his back. He took half a step forward and then stopped.
The spring water is receding, not evaporating, but being sucked into Chen Jieqi's body. The spring gradually reveals the stone at the bottom.
There are ancient carvings on those stones, which are now filled with the 'blood' of the two people, or some kind of mixed liquid.
The last entity of Unicorn is the unicorn, which is placed between the eyebrows of Chen Jieqi, getting smaller and smaller.
His voice became smaller and smaller, "Don't die, even if you die..."
Finally, it changed from a spiral shape to a needle, then to a thread, and finally with a "chi" sound, it was inserted.
It's not melting in, it's being nailed in hard.
Chen Jieqi knelt down in the dry spring.
He felt Soul Ring, not the original Soul Ring, like there was an extra room.
There was a Unicorn lying in that room, silver-white, much smaller than before, but its eyes were open, looking outside through his perception.
"Too small." Unicorn's voice sounded in his head, with dissatisfaction.
"Your Soul Ring is too narrow."
Chen Jieqi didn't answer. He vomited a mouthful of blood. The blood was silvery red and fell on the notch at the bottom of the spring, making a "sizzling" sound.
Dugu Bo came over, squatted next to him, and looked into his eyes.
"Are you still here?" he asked.
Chen Jieqi knows that he is not asking himself.
"Yes." Unicorn answered through his mouth. The voice came from Chen Jieqi's throat, but it was not his tone. It was older and colder.
"Don't look at me like that. I'm not dead. I just moved. And you smell poisonous. Stay away from me. Don't touch me."
Dugu Bo twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, and then touched his beard.
Chen Jieqi took back his mouth and coughed twice,
"It... talks a lot."
Dugu Bo stood up and stretched out his hand.
Chen Jieqi took his hand and stood up, his legs still shaking.
He looked down at his wrist. The black spots were gone, but there was a thin silver-white line.
It extends from the center of the eyebrow to the wrist, parallel to the golden red mark, like two railroad tracks.
He moved his fingers, and the silver thread moved accordingly, but it was not his muscles that were controlling it, but the being in Soul Ring that was stretching.
"Don't move." Unicorn said, "I'm still sorting it out."
Chen Jieqi ignored it. He looked at the empty spring. After the notch at the bottom was filled, it began to glow, but it was very weak, like an ember.
Chen Jieqi Close your eyes and feel the infusion of power.
"My name is Sheng Hui. From today on, I am with you."
The sound fell, and Soul Ring rose under his feet.
Yellow, purple, purple and black, the first four are dead, like scabs from previous years.
The fifth one is different, silvery white, and is a layer of breathing skin that covers the sequence and undulates slightly.
Soul Power is rising, level 50, 51, 52, 53, each level is hard to squeeze through.
The center of my eyebrows is itching, and there is an extra ring of silver in the golden lines of Heart of the Naaru, which intersects with the original veins and occasionally grabs signals.
"Don't move." Sheng Hui's voice came from Soul Ring, "I'll do the wiring again."
Chen Jieqi is motionless.
Then, the information came, not "influxing in like a tide", but Sheng Hui putting things directly on his memory table, with comments,
[Fifth Soul Skill·Sacred Heart]
Passive Soul Skill, from now on, the power and effects of all his light and holy Soul Skill will be doubled.
"Your original light was too bright." Sheng Hui said,
"In the future, when you go out to hit someone, remember to hold back. Doubling it is a double-edged sword. If you hit your enemy hard, hit yourself hard too."
Chen Jieqi Before I had time to think about it, the second piece of information came down again.
[Fifth Soul Skill·Healing Heart]
The holy light of active Soul Skill, Heart of the Naaru is no longer a blazing purifying light, but a warm healing light, which can quickly heal wounds and restore vitality.
"This is more practical." Sheng Hui's voice contained a hint of imperceptible pride.
"I have lived for so many years and I know how to prevent people from dying, but don't expect me to do it. Learn it yourself."
Chen Jieqi Opened his eyes and looked down at his hands. The silvery-white lines on his palms extended from the center of his eyebrows. The blood vessels had changed color, and not all of the blood flowing inside them was blood.
My back is also itching, and Wings of Light's bones are rearranging, as if an invisible hand is folding paper.
"Your wings are also taking advantage of you." Sheng Hui snorted,
"It's ten thousand years old. Hurry up. It will come in handy for escaping later."
Chen Jieqi resisted spreading his wings. If he spread his wings here, he would fan Dugu Bo into the dry spring.
He came out, his robes were soaked, the holy light rolled up, and the water vapor dispersed. It was not him who urged him, but Sheng Hui was too wet.
I wrung it out for him, just like wiping my own hair.
Dugu Bo stood on the shore and looked at him for a long time.
"It's done?" The voice was a little hoarse, but it didn't tremble.
Chen Jieqi thought for a while and shook his head,
"I don't know, it has moved in and is still finding faults."
Dugu Bo The corner of his mouth moved, as if he was smiling, but he suppressed it again.
"Can you leave?"
"Let's go."
The two walked out of Valley of Light, and the mist separated and closed.
When walking out of the canyon, the sun was dazzling. Chen Jieqi squinted his eyes and took a deep breath.
"This breath smells earthy, don't inhale too much." Sheng Hui interrupted him.
He choked.
Dugu Bo Look at him.
"It's okay." Chen Jieqi said, "The landlord is finding fault."
Dugu Bo didn't understand, but didn't ask.
Chen Jieqi felt Unicorn inside Soul Ring turn over and put his consciousness towards his Heart of the Naaru.
"Inside you," Sheng Hui said, "Lives a dying light."
"I know."
"I can repair it." Sheng Hui grinned, "But I have to pay more."
Chen Jieqi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, it was ugly, just like yesterday.
"You don't have a price tag."
"I have." Sheng Hui's voice became solemn,
"After you become a god, your first believer must be me!"
Chen Jieqi didn't answer. He looked at the back of Dugu Bo. The old man was walking in front, stroking his beard.
He touched his eyebrows, and there were two sets of pulses beating there, one set of gold and one set of silver, half a beat apart.
"Let's go." he said.