After eating the weirwood paste, Danny felt the connection with Little Green, Little Gold, and Little Red in the depths of her soul.
Deep into her soul.
She wanted to strengthen this connection. She wanted to become a Dragon Spirit with the five dragons.
As she thought of this, the space of her consciousness immediately changed.
In the center of her mind, the nine-colored vortex erupted like a volcano, spewing out a large amount of bright red soul matter. At the edge of her mind, the ring of the second soul shattered into countless Green Prophet runes.
The Green Prophet runes were the steel framework, and the bright red soul matter was like bricks and tiles. In an instant, "four houses" were built. From the outside to the inside, they formed four rings around the nine-colored meditation foundation, which were four separate souls.
The outermost layer was light green in color with the Green Prophet technique as the foundation. The second, third, and fourth layers were blank pink rings.
The nine-colored meditation foundation was like a star, and the outer four rings were like four rings.
Just like Saturn's rings, the rings could be divided into several layers according to the color.
At this time, in Danny's consciousness.
"Hiss —" The third dragon, Little Green, turned its head and looked left and right.
"Hiss —" The fourth dragon, Little Gold, had a blank expression. It stretched its neck and howled at Mother Dragon.
"Hiss —" The fifth dragon, Little Red, imitated its fourth brother and howled like a goose.
"They're all here …" The second dragon, White Dragon, was slightly more intelligent and understood the current situation.
"—" The eldest dragon, Black Dragon, was calm and composed. He had the demeanor of a big brother.
"Sigh, the family is finally reunited."
Mother Dragon, who said this, had completely forgotten about a certain cheap son in the sea of grass.
"Hiss —" The five dragons surrounded her and howled together.
"Come, let's evolve into Magic Dragons first!"
Danny had experienced the process of copying the meditation foundation twice. This time, she was familiar with it. Starting from Big Black, Little White, Little Green, Little Gold, and Little Red all entered the nine-colored vortex and copied Dragon Queen's Grand Wizard Meditation Foundation Version 2.0.
That's right, the nine-colored vortex of the two Magic Dragons, Little White and Big Black, was also reforged.
Any meditation technique had the possibility of being upgraded.
However, after eight thousand years of development, the Grand Sorcerer Meditation Technique was almost perfect. Mortals had limited wisdom and could not improve it further.
But the Song of Wind changed that. In the process of listening to the world in the wind, Danny was slowly but surely modifying the Grand Wizard Meditation.
It made it more compatible with the laws of the world.
It was the meditation technique of the Fire Sorcerer Danny, which allowed it to break away from the category of Sheep Egg's Song of Fire and become the true foundation of her power!
To put it simply, the world was changing. Danny followed suit and upgraded Grand Wizard Valleglia's meditation.
Not to mention Danny, even the sheep egg's meditation foundation was not only different from eight thousand years ago, but it was also different from the meditation method that Danny first obtained in Orloss.
The sheep egg was never stupid. He was also evolving and changing.
.....
When the five dragons had cast the latest version of the Nine-Colored Vortex Magic Foundation, Danny immediately dismissed them and ended the status of the five dragon spirits.
The five dragon spirits were great and powerful. It gave her the impulse to use a soul-destroying attack on the Three-Eyed Crow. But now was not the time to study the dragon spirits.
She had eaten the weirwood seed paste. There were other new talents waiting to be discovered!
The trees would teach the Green Prophet. The trees remembered everything.
Blinden and Leaf had said this before. This was also one of the Green Prophet's abilities.
Danny might not have drunk the "Green Spring" of the Door God. In fact, she had stolen the Green Spring of the Old God's believers through the method of Spiritual Bestowment. But the Green Prophet Meditation Technique in her mind was not fake.
In theory, she was also a Green Prophet.
But she could not travel through the timeline. She could not silently distort the will of others. She could not read the memories of the trees.
After eating the weirwood seed paste, Danny felt that her Green Prophet's second soul had become much more "agile".
It was a feeling similar to martial arts cultivation. She could control every inch of her skin, every muscle, and every bone in her body.
She could control the split of her second soul. She could also make her four split souls fuse together.
She even had a premonition that she could split another soul from her second soul. Like the Three-Eyed Crow, she could enter a tree or an animal companion's body.
Hence, she ended the Five Dragon Spirits and could not wait to start experimenting …
Danny closed her eyes. Darkness surged toward her like a tide.
She left her body and fused with the roots. This time, it was different from the past.
The weirwood was no longer a simple tunnel. The weirwood had become a part of her.
She did not enter the weirwood's roots. Instead, she fused with it. She became the weirwood itself.
She saw the dark cave. She saw Bevois chewing on the blood-red sour grass. He narrowed his sparkling eyes and looked around cautiously. Chora and the other three put on their armor and went to sleep.
Bevois was on duty to guard the queen.
She heard the surging river below her and sensed the extreme darkness and loneliness deep underground. But she did not feel any fear. She was like a tree that had taken root in the earth. The tree's roots were born to enjoy the earth. They used the darkness as a shield and absorbed power from the darkness.
Yes, Danny was not used to the dark cave in the shelter. But now, she was enjoying the darker and colder Earth Abyss.
She had become a tree root.
This feeling was like … a tree spirit.
A shapeshifter who found a Direwolf as an animal companion was called a Wolf Spirit. Danny and the Great Wizard Valleglia were Dragon Spirits.
Then, the relationship between the Green Prophet and the weirwood, other than faith, could it be called a Tree Spirit?
Danny wandered among the tree roots. Then, she returned to the cave …
"Are you willing to accept this fate?" The Skeleton King on the weirwood throne sighed.
"If I wasn't willing, I wouldn't have come here." Beside the tree roots, Jiu Jian sat cross-legged. The bright red torch cast a determined and resolute light on his face.
"This is our fate." Blinden closed his only eye.
Jiu Jian stood up and left. Mera covered her mouth and cried.
Danny followed behind Jiu Jian and entered another cave.
He came to a white-haired squirrelman and lifted his sleeve, revealing his wrist.
The white-haired squirrelman took out a small Dragon Crystal Dagger from his waist (Dragon Crystal Weapons were the standard equipment of the Children of the Forest) and slid it lightly across the Swamp Man's wrist.
"…" The squirrelman chanted a mysterious sacrificial song in the Origin Language. Jiu Jian's blood was dyed with a green line and fell into the wooden bowl.
Danny was shocked to see that the Swamp Man's face turned pale in an instant. It was as if the color of a living person was flowing out from the wound on his wrist.
If a person was made of vivid colors, then at this moment, the color that belonged to Jiu Jian had completely disappeared, leaving only the cold black and white.
He had lost a certain characteristic!
Danny looked at the wooden bowl solemnly. It was a weirwood bowl that looked like a white bone.
The small half of the blood in the bowl had a demonic green color.
The squirrelman Leaf appeared. She held a wooden tray in her hands. On it was a milky white fruit. Danny was very familiar with it, weirwood seeds.
She was so disgusted that she wanted to vomit.
The squirrelman used Jiu Jian's blood and weirwood seeds to make a paste …
Jiu Jian was like a toy doll that had run out of battery. He slumped weakly on the stone bench. Mera ran over and hugged him, crying.
The white-haired squirrelman looked at the siblings with a complicated expression. He took the wooden bowl and left the stone room. He came to Blinden's weirwood throne.
A ten-year-old boy appeared in front of Blinden.
Brandon Stark!
This was the first time Danny saw Bran.
After seeing him in person, her feelings were very complicated.
He had chestnut hair, blue eyes, and a pale-sized oval face. His handsome cheeks were dotted with a few lively pockmarks. He sat timidly on the fur like a pitiful little girl.
He was really just a child.
"This thing will turn me into a Green Prophet?" Bran held the bowl with an anxious expression.
Blinden's eyes turned in another direction. Behind Bran, he looked into Danny's eyes and said faintly, "It's your bloodline that made you a Green Prophet. This thing will only help you awaken your talents and allow you to combine with trees."
"I don't want to combine with trees. I want to …" Bran argued. His blue eyes were like a table lamp that had been unplugged. They quickly dimmed.
"I don't want to combine with trees, but no one wants to combine with a cripple like me!" he murmured sadly. He picked up the spoon and ate the weirwood paste.
He frowned at the first spoonful. It seemed difficult to swallow.
After the second spoonful, he began to wolf it down.
"Mother …" Bran's eyes were misty. Tears flowed down his cheeks and rolled down his face.
"What's the taste?" Blinden asked.
"It's very sweet. It's like the last kiss that Mother gave me before she left Winterfell. It's like Mera smiling at me …" Bran said unconsciously.
"Change your form. It's like entering summer (Bran's direwolf). Try to merge with the roots. First follow them into the ground, then enter the trees on the mountain.
You can see what the trees have seen. The trees have recorded everything … "Blinden stared at Danny and instructed Bran earnestly.
Bran suddenly turned his head and looked at Danny expressionlessly. He roared, "You shouldn't have come. This is our … our kingdom. Kingdom, kingdom, kingdom …"
At first, only Bran's young voice was heard. Soon, Blinden's old and deep voice was heard. In the next moment, countless voices chanted, "Kingdom, our kingdom."
The powerful Green Prophet's will came crashing down. It was as if it was in the mental world. It released a Super Shinra Tensei on Danny. The invisible repulsive force sent her flying into the boundless darkness.
She returned to the roots again and returned to reality from the past.
The Green Prophet's will frightened her.
In front of the "Heritage Crown" that had been forged by the Green Prophet for millions of years, she was suppressed to the point of suffocation.
"Leave, leave. This is our kingdom. Leave …"
But in just a moment, that will chased after her again, as if it was determined to chase Dani away.
"I'm not leaving. Chase after me!"
Anyway, she was only a soul fragment of the Green Prophet's second soul. It wouldn't be a pity to lose her. Danny didn't care. She plunged into the roots again. She randomly chose a direction and went down endlessly.
Then, according to what Blinden had taught Bran, she jumped into the trees on the surface like a fish out of water …
She came to a grand and majestic palace.
Under the seven-pointed mosaic of colored leaded glass, there was a chair made of countless iron swords. On it sat a king with messy hair and a twisted face.
“Burnthemall！ Burn the hell all — "
“shit！ This is … "Danny was shocked." The King's Landing, the Red Fortress, the Mad King? "
Although this was the first time she saw the Mad King, he was too recognizable.
Greasy silver hair, a crown, a mean, thin face full of suspicion, vigilance, and viciousness. There was a maniacal smile at the corner of his mouth.
His arm on the back of the chair exerted force. The veins on the back of his skinny hand bulged. There were also long and curly fingernails like the devil's …
Of course, the most distinctive thing was that crazy "burn the hell all".
It was unique in the Westeros.
Could it be that she had returned to 18 years ago, the day the Mad King died?
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