High Above

"Actually, the source seed does not exist."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the old knight's words shocked the boy.

Hilliard stared deeply at Ian who was condensing the 'source seed', and said calmly: "It is fake, illusory, something that only exists in our imagination."

--Fake? !

"But, teacher, didn't you emphasize so many times that the foundation of sublimation is the source seed... Am I not condensing right now?"

Feeling confused, Ian immediately asked, and he looked puzzled: "How do you explain this?"

"Ian, look at my face."

Regarding the boy's doubts, the old man just raised his hand and pointed to his face.

After Ian's eyes focused, the muscles and skin on his face squirmed, and soon he turned into the appearance of 'Ossina' again.

"It's true, but it's also false. My skin, muscles and blood can make up ten thousand different faces. If other people think this is real, then he will never be able to find out the real me."

The old knight said lightly, then raised his hand, pointing to the tide outside the window: "Did you see those waves and moonlight?"

Ian raised his head, and the dark blue sea waves in the night were churning under the silver moonlight, and he already understood a little: "I see."

Hilliard smiled: "Those are true, and they are all false."

"You live by the sea, so you naturally understand that the color of seawater depends on the sunlight, the sand suspended in it, and the amount of seaweed. Just take out seawater, or distill pure water, it has no color, that is more The underlying truth."

"The sky reflects the color of the sea, and the light of the sun and the double moon is composed of dozens or even more kinds of genealogy. The rainbow is the proof, but on the surface, it is just gold or red, or silver or white. Just light."

Turning his head to the side and looking at the sea, the old man sighed: "Another example is the vortex in the sea... Does the vortex really exist in essence? It is just a form of sea water flow, it is moving sea water, opposing ocean currents , just enough to draw fish and ships into it and make the ocean churn."

"Just like the homogenous species, it's just the source of movement. Does it really need to be fixed in the heart, just like the vortex really has to be in the middle of the sea?"

——The answer is of course no.

Ian's eyes widened. He was stunned briefly, and then suddenly realized.

"I understand." He murmured, and then his tone became extremely joyful: "Yes, if I can control the source quality freely, do I really need to fix the source seed in the heart?"

"Although this is generally the most convenient way, if the source seed is directly transferred to the stomach after eating, wouldn't the source matter absorption efficiency be several times higher?"

"That's right, the source seed is not an organ that needs to exist all the time and can only be fixed in one place... It may be difficult to condense for the first time, but as long as I practice in the future, I can easily recondense it in one breath! "

"More than that."

Even soon, Ian wanted to understand the real mystery that Hilliard wanted to tell himself: "The most important thing is the dialectic between truth and falsehood!"

"The source seed is false, but it still exists. It is just a flowing source, but it also has the effect of a second heart..."

"Yes, boy. That's it."

Hilliard looked at Ian with a happy face, who obviously knew the key.

He spoke softly, expounding these mysteries that have been passed down from master to disciple since ancient times: "Whether it is psychic or a master, the first step in practice is to observe the world, summarize the laws, and seek the truth."

"But is the world we observe 'real'?"

"No. What we can see with our eyes is just like the appearance of you and me, the color of the sea and the sky, just like the whirlpool in the sea and the brilliance of the sun and moon in the sky. They are all things floating on the surface."

"If you don't analyze the inner truth, just observe these appearances, you can't make progress."

The old knight looked at Ian, and smiled at this possibly the smartest student he had ever taught in his life.

He stated calmly: "Just like Ian, you dissected your uncle, how can you get close to the truth if you don't dissect it?"

"We humans are not a species that can directly see the truth. What we see with our eyes is like seeing things through a mirror. It is all illusory and hazy."

"so."

He said: "Just start with the 'false' 'imagination'."

"Bold imagination, careful demonstration."

"From the false to the real, starting from the imaginary source, and finally promoting the essence of one's own life, this is the essence of a sublimator."

"Ian, you are still young, I don't expect you to understand now... But this is the real mystery shared by all ascendants, regardless of bloodline or true form."

"—Turn the false into the real, from the false to the real."

For all this, Ian listened carefully.

He learns with respect and curiosity.

Learn everything he has never known before.

True to pass on a word, fake to pass on thousands of books, although what Hilliard said was simple, it broke the boy's inherent impression of the road to ascension.

That is not an ancient and decaying system that prevents others from understanding with riddles and strange proper nouns...

It is a way of admitting that one does not know the truth, so one seeks truth and promotion.

——Practice in this world may not be as simple as I imagined.

He couldn't help talking to himself, but Ian's heart ignited even more fiery sparks: "The world of Terra has its own set of philosophy and logic, which is used to explain their world, explain the relationship between spiritual power, reality and self, and conclude that A very scientific system."

"I understand... I still need to study hard."

Slowly closing his eyes, Ian thought seriously: "Using the false to turn the real, from the false to the real..."

"It doesn't need to be limited to one place, my body is the ocean of source quality."

"And the source seed is the vortex that is everywhere in the ocean."

At this moment, the light blue lines reflected on the boy's body began to gradually become blurred, and the circular geometric figures intertwined on the heart melted like ice and snow.

But the light blue source quality light did not dissipate. Gradually, they changed from clear and fixed etched lines, silently into water flow, into clouds, into erratic smooth lines.

——Where is the 'ring'?

The water mist floats, and the clouds flow.

——'Ring' is everywhere.

Time flows.

Under Hilliard's watchful eye, as the light of source quality emerging from Ian's body surface was absorbed into the body and returned to the blood circulation, everything gradually came to an end.

In the center of the chest, a light cyan light spot that only sublimated people can see flickers.

success. The boy condensed smoothly, replacing the virtual source seed that Hilliard shaped for him with his own source seed.

Raising his head, Ian looked at the old knight, and when Hilliard raised his hand to applaud him, he smiled slightly.

The next moment, with a soft halo flashing, the source seed in Ian's body dispersed.

Thorough, without the slightest dissipation of residual structure remaining.

"oh!"

Hilliard opened his eyes wide. He was shocked at first, but then his expression was extremely pleasantly surprised.

Because, after a while, there was another halo of source quality, and Ian succeeded in condensing the source seed for the second time.

And this time the speed, proficiency, and even the structure of the source seed itself, compared with the first time, there is a new improvement!

"The source quality needs to be condensed, and it needs to be used."

Standing up, Ian not only didn't feel the slightest weakness after using too much physical strength and source quality at this moment, he even felt that his body was light and buoyant, full of an invisible power.

He lowered his head and looked at his own hands. The white and slender palms of children seemed to be broken by bullets, but now, they were able to throw heavy punches that were difficult for adults to punch.

"The source seed is the same."

He raised his head and looked at his teacher. Ian smiled and said, "The source seed needs to be condensed and dissipated."

With a thought, he made the source seed in his body dissipate for the second time, and then condensed it in another place not in the heart within five breaths.

condensed in the liver.

At this moment, Ian opened the vision horizon.

He could no longer see his source seed, because after dissipating and recondensing several times in a row, the golden source matter belonging to Hilliard had been completely digested by him, not only did it not become a resistance to his condensation, but instead replenished him. With less physical strength, he is still in good spirits.

However, even so, the boy could still see that, along with the movement of the source seed that had been condensed in the liver, the source matter fragments circulating around him began to condense.

In the end, under the invisible source seed processing, it turned into strands of light blue, incomparably condensed source quality chips.

That is... in the vision of foresight, the source quality lingering in the golden mist.

One of the highest level of source quality.

The cyan source quality intertwined with the golden halo, and the cyan-gold radiance merged into the liver, making this ordinary organ begin to be dyed with a layer of light from the inside out.

——Sublimation has already begun.

Ian looked up, and he saw Hilliard's gratified eyes.

"congratulations."

The teacher clapped his hands and smiled from the bottom of his heart, his eyes were full of joy and anticipation: "It can't be better, Ian."

"Starting today, you have officially embarked on the road to ascension."

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