Novel & Cerita How To Communicate With Spirits Book

He began, and took a deep breath. “This is not some random way of communicating your thoughts and feelings, this is about connecting souls and understanding the essence of souls.” He sat on the grass and crossed his legs, and he motioned for me to do the same. I sat down and he asked me to close my eyes. “I want you to close your eyes, Exalia and feel the energy around you. Connect to the lite force that pulsates through every living creature, and after doing that successfully, I want you to reach out with your mind.”

I ask as my eyes land on a mark on Eli. Tracing my fingers over what looks like a fresh wound on his chest right above his heart. ‘You don’t have to talk out loud. I can hear you just fine in our head…. And to answer your question. I am your spirit.’ Getting confused I slide off of Eli, not wanting to wake him up as a shiver of fear races up my spine. ‘My spirit, what is that? Like my wolf spirit? But I have never heard of anyone being able to talk to their wolf spirits before.’ I say in my mind wondering if she will really be able to hear me.

The Fifth Fiend Lord’s soul must have been able to make use of her own desolation and gloom to overpower her before. “I have an idea that would help,” said Chu Xun suddenly. “What idea is that?” cried the Spirit, her face lighting up with exhilaration and hope. “Not yet. But it won’t be long, I promise you,” said Chu Xun. From the way the spirit talked and behaved, Chu Xun could tell that although she had lived for tens of millions of years, she had never communicated with anyone. She was as simple-minded as a child, and her way of speaking was probably learned from the elveFrom the disposition of the Spirit, Chu Xun could tell that she had never made contact with anyone before for thousands

“Oh?” Pru pointed to a paragraph in the middle of the page and read it aloud. “Spirit magic is a blessing and a curse. We can give people the chance to say goodbye to a loved one, but every second we give to the deceased, it will be taken from the living. We can not change the fate of the dead. We can guide souls and even control them, but they do not belong on this earth once they have passed.” Pru paused to catch her breath before continuing. “It is our job to maintain the harmony of nature, and we cannot play God. Whenever one tries to change to the path that fate has carved out, calamity will be sure to come to fruition.”

“You would set your pack up for some of the old ways. Some practices that haven’t been done in ages.” “What does that means?” “Well, first it means that you open a channel of communication with things that hasn’t connected with mortals in a while. Some will be happy about it, others not. Some might ask for sacrifices once in a while.” “What?” “Well, it doesn’t have to be people, it can just be a chicken. You have some farms here, they kill chicken once in a while for meat, so maybe they do it in a certain place and let the blood flow on the ground, a few words are said and that’s it. Blood is a strong currency in the supernatural world. So that makes the entity happy, and you still get to ea

However, the spirit was ignoring every command, as if it could no longer listen to him. Alex spoke up, “Such an evil spirit. You must’ve taken so many lives. I can’t let you roam around this earth any longer. He bit into his finger on his right hand and drew a symbol on his left palm with blood. This symbol seemed simple, yet it was fairly ancient. He slapped the symbol onto the spirit, causing a bright light to snake from within with a thunderous roar. This was one of the skills that Alex had required to defeat spirits—the Thunder Palm Mantra.