He did not dare to neglect, and worked hard to stimulate inspiration and look for dream interpretation indicators in himself and the environment.
If it were in an ordinary astral realm, failure to detect dreams would only lead to drifting back into other unconscious dreams, but this is a shift. Once the level of wakefulness falls below a certain lower limit, the result is "lost".
The crazy burning of inspiration was replaced by a brief sobriety. Fan Ning heard some echoes that seemed to come from the soles of his feet, like a clockwork that was about to run out of power but never stopped. He looked back, looked around, and took a deep breath.
A shallow step is like stepping on a pile of cotton.
When most of his inspiration was consumed, he suddenly discovered that the marble door of the church was suspended in the void around him. For some reason, he had not seen it before.
The border of the door was somewhat blurred into the surrounding colors, and he stumbled in.
Finally finding his way back, Fan Ning took a deep breath of relief as he looked at the church altar.
The inspiration is still burning slightly, but the crisis has passed. The restless knowledge in my mind just now has become peaceful, and I can control myself to fall out safely at any time.
Fan Ning spread out a hand, and the shape of the art museum key gradually took shape in it.
"This church can do it, and so can ordinary dreams before. It can even absorb all the inspiration from the migration entrance. Why can't the key be materialized when we actually reach the migration layer?"
Is it a temporary ability problem, is the imagination of my own soul not clear enough, or is it some other reason?
Fan Ning felt very strange at this time. In theory, if it could be embodied in the migration layer, it might be able to help him fight against the rapidly drying up of inspiration.
Speaking of that horrible feeling of running out of inspiration…
He had previously thought that Benjamin from the Special Inspection Department was too cowardly and did not dare to try for promotion after being stable at the third level for six years.
Now that I have made progress in reproducing music, my inspiration intensity has reached the promotion requirements, but after only taking a few steps, I feel that the danger level of the "mountainous area" is far greater than expected in the "wasteland area"!
If you had just entered it and explored it a few steps further during that brief period of clarity, you might have been lost!
However, risks and benefits coexist. This time I first visited the "Huanshan District". In addition to getting some hidden knowledge and inspiration, it seems that... I have some strange feelings about this church that I have never experienced before?
Fanning re-entered the church podium or stage, and then looked around.
Well, they're too empty.
For example, if you are a conductor on stage, you need at least one...
Ta...ta...
Fan Ning walked slowly towards the front and center of the podium, and then imagined that he would step a little higher——
Then he stepped onto a command podium.
The pale golden light condenses and disperses. It is a brown square step with an inverted U-shaped handrail near the bottom of the stage.
Fan Ning stood on it, thought about it carefully, then stretched out his hand and pulled out a baton from the slot next to the armrest.
He lowered his head and looked over and over.
It is of moderate thickness and length, about thirty centimeters. It is pitch black like ebony, but has light golden spiral patterns. The handle also has a hoop with a lighter color. It feels as warm and delicate as ivory when held.
Since it felt so real, Fan Ning tried waving it a few times. The softness and hardness were still moderate, light and textured.
He doesn't like a hard baton, because in order to avoid accumulating load on the wrist, he has to give up a lot of too intense movements. However, a baton that is too soft will bring about afterimages when the speed increases, affecting the delivery of accurate beats.
The center of gravity of the handle is lower than the conventional node, which is exactly in line with my preference. I am used to keeping the handle slightly higher for guidance during some Andante or Adagio passages.
It's so good, I like it very much.
So, if there need to be some musical instruments on the stage.
Of course the one I am most familiar with is...
The far end of the conductor's baton was lightly tapped, and some invisible threads of inspiration were projected closer to him, and a black grand piano slowly condensed into shape.
It lacked some details at first, but gradually became clear after Fan Ning carefully recalled every structure.
There is some almost negligible consumption of inspiration taking place.
Fan Ning took a few steps and stood in front of the piano keyboard. He stretched out his hand and quickly descended the chromatic scale starting from the high range and sweeping through the 88 keys. It seemed that he could do it faster than he could in reality.
The sound quality is also top-notch.
"Can we do it again?" Fan Ning walked back to the podium with three steps in a row and two steps in a row.
On the near left side and on the near right side, Fan Ning tried to visualize the violin and cello respectively. Under the golden mist, crooked outlines appeared in the air, with some messy fill colors inside.
The degree of realism is not as good as the graffiti of a 3-year-old child, but the inspiration consumed to maintain them is several times more than that of a piano.
He immediately canceled these things, and then tried the flute, harp and timpani in sequence, with similar results. Even if he temporarily took back the piano, the results did not change.
It seems that the only thing that is more tangible is the triangle?
Does it mean that it has to be an instrument that I am proficient in playing? Or at least I need to be familiar with every detail?
Fan Ning frowned.
If this is the case, you cannot visualize a symphony orchestra, and you cannot master all the instruments one by one.
He temporarily put aside the question and turned to look at the audience.
The long mahogany chairs are divided by corridor columns, and rows of candles are displayed on the corridor.
The short tour in Yiyong's "Huanshan Mountain" just now brought another residual sense of dissonance to my soul. In this state, the "light of first acquaintance" seemed to have some changes...
There is no heat or cold source nearby in this dream church, but at this time, with the help of the baton pointing, one bundle of his inspiration threads delimits the small area of the candle wick, and the other thread explores... the dome skylight
outside.
Fan Ning didn't know if there was the same sun outside as in the waking world, but he believed that the dim light from the skylight came from the "unfallen fire" of the Lord of Witnesses.
The two areas simulate the feeling of being connected to each other, not as clear as the endpoints of the line segments, but similar to a ray with a beginning and an end.
He imagined that he was experiencing the distant light and heat, and then pulled it back to a more defined core area.
The baton waved to a gently swaying beat, and the whole body moved slowly, repeating the feeling of connection and pulling, and continued to move
Bang - bang - bang -
In the church in the dream, candles were lit one by one, and the golden flames illuminated the patterns of the thick curtains. The shadows of the curved plaster lines danced, making the corridor columns more complicated and three-dimensional.
In each circle of light and shadow of burning candles, Fan Ning's spiritual sense "sees" different dream scene prompts, and distinguishes the spiritual characteristics of those dream protagonists.
Because they all dreamed about Fan Ning tonight, either majorly or minorly, clearly or vaguely, knowingly, or not knowingly, depending on what they thought during the day, the depth of the impression, the strength of the hint, and random factors.
Depends.
Among them, the ones with the most profound impression, the clearest content, the most influence, or the easiest invitations to make are the four candlesticks. They are undoubtedly the four who played the string quartet before tonight.
Fan Ning thought for a moment, then selected one of the four candlesticks and projected the thread of inspiration into it.
"Caron?"
Sheeran jumped lightly from the church window on the side of the auditorium.
"What's going on? Am I awake or am I dreaming?"
She covered her mouth in surprise and looked at Fan Ning, who was looking at her on the podium in the distance.