I Am God!

The sage of truth sat alone among the bone scrolls and silk books, surrounded by a large number of bone book engravings and stone rubbings of unknown ages.

He kept chanting words in his mouth, as if he had fallen into a bewilderment, or completely immersed in the ocean of books.

Sunderan searched through all the books about wisdom and power. The authors of these books include the powerful powers of the past, the priests of the sky temple, and the collections of two generations of saints.

But no one's research on wisdom and power has gone deep enough to inspire him. Until this moment, Sunderan suddenly felt that his wisdom was not enough.

The most confusing thing is not that the road is blocked.

Instead, you are standing at the intersection, looking up blankly but not knowing where the road is.

"What is the power of the fourth level?"

The death of King Henir made Sang De'an feel nervous and urgent. He originally felt that the time was very long, and he could do anything he wanted.

But now, he suddenly felt that time was so short.

Maybe not even enough for him to do one more thing.

Sitting on a mountain of silk books, the wind passes through the hall, bringing a slight coolness.

This feeling reminded him of the mysterious person he saw that night and what he said to himself.

"All power comes from the blood."

Sang De'an stood up all of a sudden, and rediscovered the secret illusions of the Tito family and the Xilun family, as well as the taboo technique of Schroeder, the first-generation chief priest of the Sky Temple.

It's not that no one has studied the blood of myth, it's just that it's very difficult to study this power.

The blood of myth is hidden in the body, and it cannot be sensed normally. What makes the priest feel its existence is the first-level spiritual power and the second-level spiritual power. These are its derivatives.

For the Sanye people, you can sense the blood of myth through the gift of power, and you can even snatch the blood of myth through various magic derived from the gift of power, or seal the other party's bloodline power.

Even if a powerful priest like Sang De'an stripped out the mythical blood, all he could see was the silver divine blood.

It is immortal, it cannot wear out, it cannot look inside.

Apart from exhausting the mental power stored in it, you have no idea where the power of this power comes from.

How to improve it?

Nobody knows.

In the collection of the Temple of Truth, the most detailed content of all power and power is recorded.

But most of them are about the application of spiritual power, about the use of spiritual power.

Even his magic seal of the spirit is an advanced magic based on the activation and transformation of spiritual power, instead of directly using the blood of mythology.

The only thing recorded is the taboo technique of Schroeder, the first-generation high priest of the Sky Temple.

"The flower of the sun from the kingdom of gods, complete the blood of wisdom and power."

That's it.

"The consummation of the mythical blood?"

Sang De'an held the stone rubbings from King Jesser's time, and suddenly thought of something.

"The power of the first-order spiritual priest is the basic power of the mythical blood of wisdom, and it is also the power to communicate the mind and wisdom."

"The power of the second-level priests of the spirit world is the power to transform conscious thinking into spiritual power after the blood of wisdom and mythology has been consummated."

"The power of the third-level curse-seal priest is the new power after the activation and transformation of spiritual power."

Sang De'an: "The fourth level, is it the re-improvement and transformation of the blood of myth?"

"How to improve? Is it like looking for foreign objects to make up for the defects like the second order?"

"Is it still necessary to integrate the divine brand into the blood of myth, or to make some kind of qualitative change in the blood of myth like the activation of spiritual power?"

For a moment, Sunderan had many thoughts.

One road after another was born before his eyes. Although it can't prove which one is correct, at least there is a road.

"perhaps."

"When the mythical blood transforms again, it is the power to break the shackles of life."

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As soon as it got dark, Haru, the priest of Huosu Mantra, hurried to the place where the teacher, the sage of truth, Sang De'an lived.

He looked in a trance, pushed the door open and walked inside.

"teacher!"

"Teacher~"

Sang De'an was waving his hand, and put the volumes of silk books back into the grid on the wall and the box in the corner.

Things that were originally scattered and piled up like a mountain were cleaned up in the blink of an eye.

"In a panic, don't you know to knock on the door?"

Although Sang De'an said this, there was no tone of blame in his words.

He really regarded Haru as his own child.

Haru dragged his teacher to the table and sat down. Standing in front of the table, he mysteriously took out a pair of bone books and placed it in front of the teacher.

He was a little excited, as if he was showing some treasure.

"Teacher, look what I got."

Sang De'an looked at Haru suspiciously, and then opened the bone book to read.

At first, he didn't look at the name on the cover, but directly read the content inside, but after reading a few pages, Sunderan immediately felt that something was wrong.

What was written on it turned out to be how to integrate the mythical blood, conscious thinking, and spiritual power of the Trinity to create the so-called immortal spirit.

"Because of the conflict of thinking, the reincarnation of the immortal soul will suffer from the conflict of different memories and consciousnesses. Only the body of the troll can carry the eternal soul..."

Sang De'an knew who wrote this sentence without even thinking about it.

Something written by that crazy blasphemer, the last King of the Summer family.

He turned the bone book over at once.

Sure enough, at the very beginning of the first page of the bone book, it was written - "Secret of Eternal Life".

Sang Dean looked at Haru and questioned him sternly.

"Where did you get this thing, and what do you want to do?"

Before Haru could respond, he said firmly.

"I know what you want to do, but I can't."

"no!"

"Absolutely not."

Sang De'an said no three times in a row, you can see his excitement.

Because his teacher died of the forbidden secret technique, the reason why Saint Stan used the forbidden secret technique was the disaster brought about by the Samo family's exploration of the immortality of the gods.

These two forces, without exception, are forces that have touched taboos.

Haru, who used to be as obedient as Sang Dean's children, showed his persistence and stubbornness this time.

Haru leaned closer to the teacher, and said not very understandingly.

"why not."

"teacher!"

"Didn't you tell us that the truth should be discovered by itself?"

"How can you determine that this power is evil just by relying on rumors and legends?"

Sang De'an was a little angry, and even shook his hands and walked directly outside.

He will destroy the Bone Book, and throw its wicked ashes into the sea.

"This is not a legend, your teacher, I have seen it with my own eyes."

"I once took you along the path where giant monsters raged. Haven't you seen the capital of Anjo and the tombs of those cities?"

"Those who died because of the Mad King, and countless people who were hurt because of him, how can they be called rumors."

Haru chased after him, speaking anxiously behind Sang Dean.

"There is no justice or evil in power, this is what you said yourself, teacher."

"You also said that the power of the Ruhe monster was given by the gods to the Sanye people to build their homes, and it eventually became a force of destruction because of the greed of the people."

"Ritual power can also bring destruction, but as long as we pass on the will and ideals of the saints, we can correctly guide people to use this power."

"There is no justice or evil in power itself, the key depends on how we use it."

Seeing the teacher's resolute attitude, Haru shouted loudly.

"teacher!"

"It's useless for you to destroy it. The inheritance of the Samo family is still there, and those evil priests are still there."

"It's not just one copy, there are many copies in various corners of Sheensay."

Seeing Sang Dean's footsteps slowly slowing down, Haru also felt his hesitation.

He immediately persuaded his teacher while the iron was hot.

"If this power is evil, we should hold it in our hands so that we can know why this power leads to disaster."

"If someone uses this kind of evil power in the future, we can stop it."

"just like."

"It's like the saints stopped the disaster of the troll back then."

Sang De'an was silent, and he picked up the evil secret that indirectly killed his teacher.

This may be the most in-depth study of the secrets of the mythical blood in the world, and even the idea of ​​using the mythical blood to reincarnate is used.

And the most frightening thing is that although the mad king failed, his consciousness reincarnation was successful.

"perhaps!"

"As long as you unlock the secrets contained in it, you can open the road to the fourth level!"

This idea suddenly sounded in Sunderan's heart.