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- Looking at the "fourth-order power experiment plan" that Haru brought over, Sang De'an looked at Haru with some surprise.
Haru's research on the secret art of immortality has progressed beyond Sand'an's imagination. This time the proposal was made by him, and Sande'an thinks it is very feasible.
Haru believes that the previous fusions failed because they did not apply enough pressure.
He proposed to revise the secret technique, put pressure on it with mental power as the core, and called this pressure mental pressure.
"Haru!"
"Your talent in this area is a bit beyond my imagination. I didn't think of some details, but you noticed them all."
"Mental stress?"
"How did you come up with this idea, did it come from the pressure from the depths of the sea?"
Haru scratched his head happily, and smiled a little honestly.
This is also in line with his usual careless and reckless character,
"Teacher, I just like to think of some weird ways."
Sang De'an patted him on the shoulder with some relief: "Some genius-like ideas come from ideas that break through the rules."
"Haru!"
"If we succeed this time, your name will forever be engraved in the history of Heinsay, because you opened a new path for wisdom and power."
Sang Dean is destined to go down in the history books, but Haru is not.
People may occasionally remember him as a student of the sage of truth Sang De'an, but it would be completely different if he and Sang De'an teamed up to create a fourth-order path.
Haru was a little excited, and he clenched his hands in an instant.
"Teacher, we will definitely succeed."
Sang De'an nodded, looking at the silk book in his hand, his eyes revealed hope.
"Yes, we will definitely succeed."
It's just that he didn't notice Haru's eyes.
It was an almost out-of-control pursuit and desire for the mystery of power and immortality.
He didn't even notice that at this moment, in the sleeve of Haru's burqa was a magical prop made from the blood of a priest.
They came to the ritual workshop by the reef again, and still carved the ritual array first.
Sang De'an threw a curse-sealed pottery puppet in the center of the magic circle, and it immediately turned into a stone statue when it landed.
In this form it is the most stable and most suitable for experiments.
Both the teacher and the students skillfully released their mental power, vibrating with a peculiar rhythm, resonating with the spirit of the curse seal and the blood of myth in the stone statue.
The secret technique was cast, and the blood of myth and the spirit of the curse seal finally began to fuse.
"Buzz~"
Spiritual power constantly shuttled through this space, and finally pressed towards the stone statue.
A violent hurricane of mental power was formed, and everything in the entire ceremony workshop revolved around the two people, and the dust and gravel hit the walls and ceiling, making a fine sound.
But Sunderan and Haru's attention at this moment is completely focused on the center of the spiritual hurricane, the cursed stone statue that is undergoing transformation.
over there.
The hurricane of mental power is like a blender that evenly blends the power of the blood, the magic spirit, and the stone statue.
The huge pressure is like a huge hammer, constantly beating the three together.
Let the three be inlaid and combined with each other.
A violent gray light burst out, it was the magic branding light at the core of the cursed spirit.
Sang De'an and Haru immediately stopped their hands and looked towards the center of the gradually shrinking light.
A puddle of mud appeared on the spot.
But it was very strange, every grain of the soil was shining.
"Shusha~"
The gravel was squirming, and it moved a little by itself.
The soil changed from clay to white pottery, and then to stone again.
And its appearance stabilized a little bit, and finally settled in the shape of a tall humanoid stone.
Sunderan was at a loss: "What is this?"
Haru was also a little shocked: "It seems to be coming back to life?"
Sang De'an walked forward slowly, and said in his mouth, "A new life?"
"After the fusion of the spirit of the curse seal and the blood of the myth, is it a new species and life?"
Sang De'an stepped forward, his mental strength can be roughSlightly sense the opponent's structure.
It has no distinction between the spirit of the curse seal, the blood of the myth, and the body of stone, because the three are stirred and fused together.
Divine blood, curse spirits, and stones are not distinguished from each other.
Mythology, spiritual body, and mortal things are embedded together.
This is obviously no longer the spirit of the curse seal, it has its own blood, its own rhythm of life.
It can even pass on the bloodline and turn it into a new species.
A sort of.
A strange species with great power.
Sang De'an raised his hand in a daze, wanting to touch the newly born it.
What made Sunderan even more unexpected.
The stone man also stretched out his hand, meeting Sang De'an's slap.
Sang De'an didn't feel any surprise at all, and even took two steps back in horror.
"How can it be?"
"Can stones also have life?"
Haru supported the teacher who took a few steps back. He looked at the newly born stone monster, as if he saw the greatest miracle in the world.
They are performing the power of the gods with their mortal bodies.
Haru shouted excitedly as if seeing the most perfect creature in the world.
"teacher!"
"This is the power of the fourth order."
"Break the shackles of life and have an extraordinary body."
According to the original plan, the blood of myth and the spirit of the seal of the curse merged.
All that remains is to integrate your own conscious memory into it, and the experiment is a success.
At this moment, Sang De'an felt that something was wrong. Is this really the fourth-order power he was looking for?
Is it just a forced mixture of divine blood, spirit, and branding, is it the fourth level?
The myth did not undergo a qualitative transformation as imagined, let alone a powerful force beyond the third level, but a strange life body appeared.
more importantly.
Do you want to give up your body and turn into an unknown monster?
So what should they be called in the future?
Can you still call it a human being?
Is it a stone demon?
Or a rock monster?
"Haru!"
Sang Dean turned his head to look at his students, but found that Haru was dancing excitedly at the moment, and he was so happy that he couldn't get enough of it.
"We made it!"
"teacher!"
"We discover new strengths, we break the chains of life."
Sunderan swallowed the words that gushed out of his mouth¡ª¡ª
A corner of the workshop.
An extra figure appeared on the stone bench inlaid with the wall at some point, but Sunderan and Haru didn't notice it.
A man in a white robe sat on a bench, watching the scene quietly with his hands on his chin.
Saunderan's joy, and Haru's madness.
All fell into His eyes.
The figure of Sheila, the messenger of God, was also revealed, and she looked at Sand'an who was standing blankly not far away.
"Doesn't he know what Haru did?"
Yin Shen still did not respond, as if in a trance.
She knew Sang De'an, and it was she who brought Sang De'an to the kingdom of fairies and gave him the power of the ceremony.
At that time, Sunderan was still a teenager, or a child.
And now, he is also getting old a little bit.
Little by little, she watched Sand'an become the chief priest of the Sky Temple, and watched him build the Temple of Truth and become a sage that everyone said.
Sheila shook her head with sadness in her eyes.
"Even wise sages are blinded by power and emotion."
Yin Shen stood up: "Let's go!"
Sheila followed: "Where are you going?"
Yin Shen crossed the gates of the mortal world and the dream world in one step, and the sea of ??flowers in the land bestowed by the gods appeared in front of his eyes: "Go back."
Sheila: "God!"
"Don't read it?"
God just said lightly: "They failed."
Sang De'an's experiment was successful, but the exploration of the fourth-order path failed.
This is not the power of the fourth level, nor is it the transformation of the essence of the blood of myth.
This is nothing more than that.
Mixed the power of the cursed spirit and the blood of myth.
</div>qualitative transformation.
This is nothing more than that.
Mixed the power of the cursed spirit and the blood of myth.
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