In the golden sunshine, the young boy leaned against the tall oak tree by the lake and looked quietly at the book in his hand. His soft chestnut hair was softly spread on his shoulders. A breeze blew by, and the tip of his hair gently brushed across the boy's tender and white face.

On the tree, a few emerald green birds were playing, flapping their wings, jumping around, making crisp and pleasant sounds.

Through the gap between the branches and leaves, the fine sunlight shines on the boy, taking away the last trace of cold air in late winter.

In the grass under the boy, the tender grass is lush and dripping, woven into emerald green blankets by spring, sometimes mixed with many wild flowers of different colors. Sometimes bees and butterflies dance, full of vitality and spring.

"Crack!" Suddenly, a few sounds of dry branches being trampled to break the tranquility of the lake.

Accompanied by the sound of steady footsteps, an inexplicable force enveloped the woods by the lake. Even the birds stopped singing and shivered on the trees and shivered, but the boy seemed not to notice it.

The steel-cast combat boots stopped in front of the boy, and his tall and burly body blocked the sun, "Long time no see, teacher!"

Looking up, the boy narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the man standing in the backlight.

Under the short golden hair, there was no expression on a firm face, and the ground was as cold as steel. Only from those clear blue eyes could you see a trace of contradiction and struggle.

"You are here!" The boy raised the corner of his mouth slightly, raised his head and blinked his eyes, and his thick eyelashes trembled gently in the breeze.

"I'm here!" The man's voice was very thick, with an indescribable sense of oppression.

As if he was chatting with an old friend, the boy stretched his waist, put the book in his hand on his knees, and asked in a relaxed tone: "Is Camelo okay?"

"Everything is fine. If you know this, I guess the teacher's wish is fulfilled!" The man closed his eyes slightly, restrained his emotions in his eyes, and the chill around him became even more intense.

The boy tilted his head and chuckled, "Yes, I'm glad to hear this. At least, my original choice was pretty good! Then..."

"Then, the teacher, please feel at ease... go to die!" The man's hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist moved slightly. In the sunlight, the sword flashed by with a golden bright light, leaving behind a faint sigh of the boy.

...

"Ah!" Ning Yuan sat up suddenly on the bed, covered in cold sweat.

Looking at the sun hanging high outside the window, Ning Yuan took a few deep breaths and slowly calmed down, "What a weird dream!" Recalling the experience of being beheaded in his dream, Ning Yuan fought a cold war and couldn't help but caress his neck, just as if the cold touch of the sword tip passing through his neck just now still existed.

The house-raising elf Shasha poured herself a glass of water, and after drinking a few sips of Ning Yuan's cow, she felt much better.

Then he got out of bed, took a hot bath, washed away the sweat from his body, and changed into a clean robe. Ning Yuan came to the restaurant leisurely and ate the soy milk fried dough sticks that Sasha had learned.

It’s not that he is not interested in the contents of the dream, but he already has speculation in his mind.

As the controller of magic power, wizards' dreams are naturally not simple in some cases, such as those dreams in Harry Potter in the novel. When he first entered school, he dreamed that Quirrell's headscarf turned into a snake. This is the so-called foresight dream.

And in the content that I still remember in my dreams, the lakeside, the oak trees and the beachside he had seen yesterday, the dead branches can easily be thought of, right?

After breakfast, I told the house elf not to let people go upstairs, and then I entered the study and closed the door.

He now took out the branches that were placed in his personal space. Unlike what he saw in the dim cave, in the sun, the branches with three dead leaves appeared a dark red color, but in the surface veins, it had a faint golden luster. If you don't look closely, you can easily ignore it.

"Although the personal space is opened up by the heart of truth, it is bound to your soul. This thing is placed in the space related to the spirit, so it affects your dreams, right?" Ning Yuan made a guess that although it was not good, it was not far away.

"The heart of truth analyzes this branch with deduction function!" Ning Yuan had already made a provision for himself. Unless he had no choice, he would not use the heart of truth without the heart of truth, and he could not rely on the heart of truth. Now this thing can affect his spirit, so Ning Yuan had to pay attention.

【Analysis starts…】

[After the analysis, this is an oak branch containing a drop of incomplete demigod blood and a piece of incomplete soul.]

"Puchi... Cough cough, say the Heart of Truth again!" Ning Yuan, who was drinking a cup of tea, sprayed out the tea in his mouth. Now he felt a little confused if he had the so-called "protagonist halo". In an ordinary plot, something that he could immediately connect with God as soon as he got involved.

Although the Heart of Truth talks about the incomplete demigod blood, there is no god!

However, he soon put his attention on another thing, and a broken soul made Ning Yuan's hair stand up unknowingly, and the air conditioning was rising all over his body.

The soul films of the Horcrux can absorb the vitality of the little girl to resurrect, let alone a demigod soul. Even if it is incomplete, it is the difference between diamond and foam.

According to some common sense of practice passed down to him by the Heart of Truth, no matter what kind of power system it is, it is nothing more than an extension of the four great divine levels of mind, spirit and energy.

The center represents consciousness, and represents a person's personality, mind and other souls, which are shaped by different experiences due to different experiences. God represents the soul and is also the basis of consciousness. Qi represents energy, which is easy to understand, and body represents matter.

The mind and spirit are the four great divine gates commonly known as the heavens and all realms. When practicing to a certain extent, it can break through the four cornerstones of the universe, consciousness, soul, energy, and matter, and then it can be called the divine realm, soul, divine power, and divine body. If you can break all four levels, you can be promoted to the so-called true god.

Those who can reach this level are only one level away from Dar Civilization’s previous level. Although Ning Yuan is unimaginable at the distance between these two levels, he can also see the importance of the four great masters.

If the heart of truth is correct, it is left by a demigod. No matter how bad the demigod is, it will touch the gate of the four gates, and may even have broken through a certain gate. Such a person wants to say that his soul and consciousness are weaker than that of him, a rookie, is impossible.

Then it is very likely that the other party's soul is too incomplete and its consciousness is already in chaos and incomplete. It would not have taken the initiative to attack or take over the body, but it could just instinct to tear or absorb Ning Yuan's weak soul.

From this we can see that Ning Yuan was lucky enough to just have an immersive dream.

However, Ning Yuan had not yet digested this information, and the next conclusion of the Heart of Truth shocked Ning Yuan even more.

[Blood source, identified as Merlin.]

After a while, Ning Yuan asked, "Heart of Truth, you once said that all the wizard bloodlines in this world are inherited from Merlin, and my bloodlines have been strengthened by your deduction. Although I was not strong enough mental power at the beginning and could not support the deduction function for a long time, I finally got closer to Peverier, the ancestor of the Porter family, and it is the closest thing to Merlin in the wizarding world today. Besides, my magic wand core has been tempered with a drop of Merlin's original bloodline. So isn't it said that the wizard is considered a son of a demigod?"

[The wizard's bloodline was left before Merlin became a demigod], but the heart of truth quickly denied Ning Yuan's speculation.

"So, what I dreamed of last night was the scene of Merlin being killed. Why wasn't it the legendary imprisoned by his disciple Vivian in a cage made of air in the forest?" Ning Yuan was very puzzled by the dream he saw.

[For details, please use energy to use the deduction function to explore it yourself from the long river of time.]

"...Are you a system created by the pain news?" The deduction function of the Heart of Truth can deduce the secrets of heaven, and naturally can explore the past. However, because the various functions of the Heart of Truth are related to the energy it can provide, even if the exploration of the past does not deduce the future energy consumed, it is not something Ning Yuan can choose at this stage, so he has no intention of considering it.

Fortunately, even if I can't fully know what happened in the past, the information revealed in the Word of Truth and Ning Yuan's dream still gave Ning Yuan a lot of tips.
Chapter completed!