Except for the time he first arrived at Dragonstone Island, Lanli never lived in Dragonstone Island, but his room was always clean because the servants in the castle came to clean every day.

The sea breeze kept blowing in outside the open windows, but it didn't bring much moisture. Longshi Island was a place where birds could not shit, that is, it was poor and deserted, but this castle was considered a treasure. Not to mention anything else, the people living in it had never been harassed by moisture or some mosquitoes.

This situation is very strange, and coupled with the mysterious appearance of the castle, it is no wonder that there are always rumors that the castle was built with magic.

The breeze swayed outside the window, and a black crow suddenly rushed in and fell on the desk with a pile of books in the room with a sound.

After tilting his head and looking around, the strange crow's little eyes stared at a quill that was inserted into the ink bottle.

Then it took the quill to put it on the table, and began to bow its head and peck it constantly. The duowen sound that collided with the table sounded very regular, and the exquisite quill also moved with this impact.

The crow pecks the feathers. All this looks a bit strange, but it is not special. However, gradually, as the crow keeps pecking, the supposedly ordinary quill has undergone an unusual change-

It began to emit a unique scent.

If Lan Li was here, you could find that this fragrance was exactly the same as the ones that he once had!

...

After entering Haijiang City, Lan Li never moved, just because the Iron Throne had to send him a message.

However, Lan Li did not interfere with the Tiemin except for necessary things, and allowed them to take action on their own. All he could do was write a few letters and explain the Tiemin's situation to the lords of Hejiandi.

However, ignoring military affairs does not mean that he has nothing to do. The current situation in Hejian needs to be understood, and the follow-up support of the Iron Islands must also be reminded, and the special world of death also requires him to continue to explore.

As for Lan Li's golden fingers, or the ability to shuttle through historical copies, he hasn't paid attention to it for a long time.

The main reason is that he can never find a new medium.

This situation is very unusual, completely different from the progress he had obtained three media in a year. At first, Lanli thought that it might be his bad luck, but when he failed to design the power of the old god to supplement the dagger media, Lanli had some guesses.

The medium is obviously related to the old god, and the old god is called the old controller in the mouth of the seven gods. So if you can no longer feel the breath of the medium, does it mean that it is caused by the interference of the old god? Instead of really no medium?

This possibility is very high. Since the gods around them have understood the changes in this world, how could the old god not know about it?

And if you don’t stop yourself from digging in depth the historical copy, what will the world “collapse”?

Just entering three copies has already stirred Westeros so much. If there were more, what would it look like?

This question obviously will not have an answer before the fact occurs, but Lan Li feels that if she has been traveling into history without any scruples, there will probably be no good results in the end, whether for the world or for himself.

So if the old god really took action in secret, he wouldn't feel anything unexpected.

The only thing he was curious about was what the power of the old god was related to his golden finger.

Therefore, Lan Li's intention to go to the north has never faded, but she is also vigilant. Before, she used a trick to lead the disciples to the north, which was a pathfinder he threw out. Later, Lan Li had to think about it carefully.

Of course, this is still a bit early now. Renli will not run around until the war is over.

"Maybe it will come to you on its own initiative."

Looking out the window as a raven left the top of a tower, Lan Li thought about it, but then the idea was thrown away by him.

He raised his left hand to grab it, and a black scepter appeared in his hand. Then he used force to his hand, and the surrounding environment changed drastically.

The surging dark clouds evaporate from the top of the head, and the turbulent sea turbulent under the feet. Whether above or below, countless phantoms of the dead souls are either shuttled through the ocean clouds or are in a strange building. They seem to be very chaotic, but in fact they are introverted.

After scanning everything that became more familiar, Renli began to close her eyes and feel it.

The scepter in his hand was magical, but at present, Lanli only had the ability to dispatch the undead, which was useful to him, but not very useful.

Fortunately, when he held the scepter tightly, he always felt like he was "not satisfied", and this feeling seemed to prove that the scepter's ability was more than that.

Therefore, Renli never gave up studying it.

After this period of hard work, he has already made some progress.

With the invisible sea breeze blowing, the dark clouds in the sky and the deep sea under my feet immediately burst out with thousands of light spots, just like countless fireflies being ignited at once. Then these fireflies suddenly began to move and flew away from bottom to top, like a large number of dazzling blue meteors, or falling from top to bottom, as if countless blood-colored rocks fell from the sky.

The torrents of blue and red flowed rapidly in the air, causing continuous continuousness to make the surrounding environment gorgeous, but this is not a fireworks, but a process of countless souls going from heaven to hell, or from hell to heaven.

The person who manipulated this process ignored it, but the wailing of the soul became more and more intense, but after a certain moment, the situation stopped instantly.

Under the control of the mind, the invisible rules here instantly correct all disorders, and countless "fireworks" around them were suddenly restrained.

However, there are also fish that miss the net.

On the sea, an old iron-minded man with a hazy body was standing in front of Lan Li in a daze, turning around, as if he had not figured out his situation, and it seemed that he had not seen Lan Li at all.

"What's your name?"

The voice was kind, but it seemed like thunder in the ears of the dead soul, which scared him. Then he looked around and didn't see anyone else, and answered to the "air" in panic.

"The great drowning God is above me, my name is Tim."

He obviously misunderstood something, but Renli did not mean to explain, but continued to ask.

“How old is it?”

"The great drowning god is on it, and Tim died at the age of 54."

"You know you're dead?"

"I just realized that someone else told me soon..."

...

As he answered questions and answers, he seemed to be talking to a normal person. Finally, Lan Li thought about it, and his translucent figure instantly fell into the depths of the sea. After another thought, the dead soul named Tim appeared in front of him again.

Lan Li secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then had an idea and thought of more.

So he dispersed the special environment around him and restored it to its original appearance in the room, but the scepter in his hand did not disperse together. Instead, after holding it tightly, a ray of blue light suddenly burst out. Then the light swept across the ground, and a translucent soul appeared in front of Lan Li.
Chapter completed!