Triggering a treasure chest in Douluo Continent

Chapter 27 Silver Soul Ring

Outside, Mengdie's figure gradually became ethereal, and the silver halo seemed to materialize, building a bridge between the spirit and Mengdie.

In an instant, Shi Quan's mental fluctuations began to intensify, and streams of heat condensed in his mind.

Shi Quan also suddenly woke up at this moment.

"Master, snap out of it, my power is about to evolve into a spirit ring."

Mengdie's gentle voice rang out at just the right moment, its sound like a spring breeze, instantly waking Shi Quan up.

Recalling the events of his dream, Shi Quan was momentarily bewildered by the strange and wonderful feeling. Having just woken up, he couldn't even tell whether he was Shi Quan or Meng Die. If Meng Die hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have realized it at all.

"That feeling was truly amazing."

As he sighed inwardly, Shi Quan felt a lightness throughout his body, as if countless threads were drilling into his skin. Every cell in his body seemed to be awakened instantly, full of vitality, and his perception of everything around him became exceptionally clear.

The internal energy in the dantian, guided by these silk threads, automatically circulated, completing a full cycle before flowing into the Niwan Palace in the upper dantian.

Shi Quan felt as if something had suddenly exploded in his mind, and the scene before him began to change. It was a pure white space filled with countless points of light, stretching as far as the eye could see. And his gaze seemed to extend to every corner of this space.

"The sea of ​​consciousness? Or is it my Niwan Palace?" Shi Quan muttered to himself in confusion as countless bluish-white light spots fell from the sky.

Where the light spots were scattered, the space became more solid, and the light spots within the space became even brighter.

The bluish-white light gradually coalesced, transforming once again into the form of a dream butterfly.

"Master." Mengdie's wings fluttered lightly, and her figure slowly flew to Shi Quan's side, landing on his shoulder.

The butterfly in this white space was many times smaller than the one in the real world.

"Is this my sea of ​​consciousness, Mengdie?" Shi Quan asked.

"Yes, Master."

"It doesn't look very big." Shi Quan looked around.

Mengdie chuckled and explained, "You're not young anymore, Master. Because you have a Spirit Soul Martial Soul, your spiritual sea is already much larger than that of other Soul Masters of the same level. With my power added, your spiritual sea is now even wider than some Soul Masters."

"Is that so?" Shi Quan touched his nose; he had thought he was weak.

"Yes, Master," Mengdie replied respectfully.

After looking around for a while, Shi Quan turned his head to Mengdie beside him and asked, "By the way, Mengdie, what was that dream about just now?"

"Master, that is the power of my spiritual inheritance, somewhat similar to the bloodline of a Soul Master. My power can enhance your perception of nature, help you immerse yourself in it more easily, and greatly improve your sensory abilities. You will feel its wonders when you cultivate."

When she spoke, Mengdie held her head high and puffed out her chest, looking like she was very capable and wanted everyone to praise her.

Shi Quan was also amused by Mengdie's adorable appearance, "You little thing are quite cute."

As he spoke, Shi Quan subconsciously raised his finger and gently poked Mengdie's little head.

Upon hearing Shi Quan's praise, Mengdie happily flew off Shi Quan's shoulder and fluttered around in front of him.

"By the way, Mengdie, is your name Mengdie?"

"Name?" Mengdie paused, her forehead whiskers twitching slightly. She shook her head and said, "Master, I don't have a name. Can you give me one?"

"No name?" Shi Quan fell into thought, recalling everything that had just happened, and suddenly remembered a story from his previous life, Zhuangzi's dream of a butterfly.

Could the dream butterfly before me be related to Zhuang Zhou? If the dream butterfly were a man, the name Zhuang Zhou would be quite nice, but unfortunately, the dream butterfly is clearly a woman.

Shi Quan thought to himself that he was just making trouble for no reason. He had no literary talent, yet he wanted to name other people.

Looking at Mengdie's expectant expression, Shi Quan felt a headache coming on. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he remembered a poem from his previous life called "The Brocade Zither".

Two lines from this poem are particularly popular: one is "The brocade zither has fifty strings for no reason; each string and each fret evokes thoughts of bygone years." The other is "This feeling can only be recalled in retrospect; at the time, it was already a regret."

Many people have forgotten this seven-character regulated verse, which contains more than just these two lines.

The complete poem for "Jinse" is:

Jinse has no end in fifty strings, a string of thoughts and a string of years.

Zhuangzi dreamt he was a butterfly, and the Emperor Wang's heart was entrusted to the cuckoo.

The moon shines brightly over the vast sea, pearls seem to weep; the sun warms the fields of Lantian, jade seems to emit smoke.

Can this love be cherished only in retrospect? At the time, it was already a regret.

Shi Quan happened to remember.

"Why don't you call yourself Jinse or Xiaomeng instead of Mengdie?"

"Jinse? Xiaomeng?" Mengdie murmured softly, her face showing a hint of conflict. After a moment, she said, "Master, I prefer the name Xiaomeng."

"Okay." Shi Quan wiped away non-existent cold sweat from his forehead. Fortunately, he had gotten away with the name issue. "By the way, Meng... no, it should be Xiaomeng. You shouldn't call me master anymore. It sounds weird. You should call me by my name, or just call me A-Quan."

"How could I call my master by his name!" Mengdie quickly shook her head.

Shi Quan waved his hand and said, "Then you can call me Quan from now on, and I'll call you Meng from now on. It'll be easier to say that way."

"Yes, Lord..."

"Um?"

Mengdie quickly covered her mouth and changed her words, saying, "No, no, no, okay, Quan."

"Ah Meng, you don't need to be so polite with me. From now on, we'll be partners growing up together. Let's work hard together." Shi Quan raised his hand and gently patted Mengdie's head.

"A partner?" Mengdie murmured softly, her eyes shining even brighter.

"By the way, Meng, how many spirit rings did you provide me?" Shi Quan asked curiously.

After thinking for a while, Mengdie said, "A-Quan, your current soul power level can only absorb two soul rings. I have only provided you with two soul rings for now. I feel that I can provide at least two more soul rings after your soul power level increases."

"Besides the spirit rings, I also have two talent abilities that you can use, Quan. The first is dream entry, which allows me to take your consciousness into other people's dreams. The second is spiritual awareness, which allows me to use my spiritual consciousness for reconnaissance and exploration, as well as for communicating and sharing with others..."

"That's amazing!"

After hearing Mengdie's story, Shi Quan's eyes lit up.

This spiritual awareness can be described as a combination of detection and sharing, and its ability to enter dreams is also worth studying.

Hearing Shi Quan praise her again, Xiao Meng lowered her head shyly and continued, "My innate abilities and the skills brought by my soul rings will continue to evolve as your strength increases, Quan."

"Amazing!" Shi Quan gave a thumbs up.

"Ah Quan, what do you mean by this?" Xiaomeng looked at Shi Quan with some confusion.

"It means you're amazing." Shi Quan asked excitedly, "A Meng, what kind of soul skill did you bring me?"

Xiaomeng shyly touched the whiskers on her head and said, "These two soul skills are related to dreams and illusions, respectively. You need to experience them for yourself to understand them. No matter how much I explain, it's not as clear as experiencing them for yourself."

"Does that mean I need to leave my sea of ​​consciousness to experience it?"

Xiaomeng understood Shi Quan's meaning and said, "That's right, as long as you think about leaving, you can leave."

"Is that so?" Shi Quan thought to himself, and the next second the snow-white world vanished.

Slowly opening his blurry eyes, he looked at the familiar scene around him and thought to himself, "It was this easy."

Looking at the sunlight streaming through the curtains, it was already daytime.

"I wonder how long it took to absorb it," Shi Quan murmured softly.

"Ah Quan, you've been absorbing for about two days." Perhaps hearing Shi Quan's voice, Xiao Meng's voice rang in Shi Quan's mind.

"Ah Meng, can you hear me?" Shi Quan asked in surprise.

"Ah Quan, if you don't want me to hear it, you can just think about it in your mind..." Xiao Meng's voice gradually faded, and she seemed very aggrieved.

Hearing Xiaomeng's aggrieved voice in his mind, Shi Quan seemed to see her cautious appearance and couldn't help but smile. "It's good. It's good to have a companion. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to communicate with you after leaving my sea of ​​consciousness."

"Really?" Xiaomeng's excited voice rang in Shi Quan's mind.

"Of course it's true."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Quan circulated his internal energy and summoned his spiritual martial soul.

Upon seeing the two spirit rings beneath his feet, Shi Quan froze on the spot.

Because these two spirit rings are neither yellow, nor purple, nor black or red, but silver!

Both spirit rings are exactly the same color, silver.

After a moment of stunned silence, Shi Quan asked in surprise, "A Meng, why is the spirit ring silver?"

"The color of my spirit rings changed after my power and spirit soul combined," Xiaomeng said, puzzled. "A-Quan, don't you like this color?"

"It's not that I don't like it." Shi Quan felt a headache coming on and said helplessly, "It's just that if someone else sees this color of spirit ring, I'll be in big trouble."

"Is that so?" The next moment, Xiaomeng suddenly asked in a surprising way, "A-Quan, what color do you want?"

Shi Quan was taken aback, then asked in surprise, "Ah Meng, you can change the color of your spirit rings?"

"I can't change the color of the spirit ring, but I can conceal its color and make it appear in a different color," Xiaomeng said confidently.

"After you make the change, will other people be able to notice?" Shi Quan asked curiously.

Xiaomeng's proud and confident voice rang out, "No, because these spirit rings are also part of my power. I can only let others see what I want them to see. Unless someone can see through my origin, it is impossible for them to discover it. I don't think anyone in this world can see through my origin."

(End of this chapter)