At this moment, it seems to be confirming Hilliard's thoughts.
Faced with the teacher's advice, Ian also answered clearly: "But I need it."
"So just leave it."
He didn't hesitate at all.
"Very good, it seems you know what you need."
After hearing the satisfactory reply, Hilliard stopped talking nonsense. He raised his hand again, raised his index finger, and said in a deep voice: "The practice of the sublime begins with the 'source seed'. The source seed is life, and the power of life,
It is the source of sublimation.”
"Next, seriously appreciate the power of the 'virtual source species' - you are too young and your body cannot bear it a few times. Every opportunity is precious!"
After seeing his student indicating that he was ready, he tapped Ian's heart with his finger.
Buzz——
This time, the old knight's fingertips still carried a strange burning heat, and the golden light spots in his precognitive vision were far more concentrated than before.
At the moment of contact, Ian felt as if his blood was being heated and flowing through his body, and he even heard the clear sound of heart beating in his ears.
——Boom, boom, boom——
Listening to the sound of the rushing blood, Ian completely immersed his spirit. His will seemed to be beating along with the heart, and followed the direction of the blood vessels around the body, passing through the chest, back, face, neck, limbs, and then gathered again.
In the heart.
And just after such a cycle, the boy's body trembled slightly, he even became a little unsteady, and he was sweating all over his body.
The already thin clothes became wet immediately, as if they had just been fished out of the water!
"life……"
Ian was completely unaware of this, he clearly felt all the pulses.
He began to understand that the hot wind that swept from Hilliard's fingertips, as hot as a furnace, and the heat that started from his heart and swept through his whole body, were the 'power of life'.
The flow of blood, the stretching of muscles, the rhythm of breathing, the peristalsis of internal organs... everything is the power of life.
And the source of all this... seems to come from the burning point in his heart.
Immediately, a trace of strength emerged from the heart, lingering, spreading throughout the body, and continuing along with the blood circulation.
——Although the young heart is immature, it is like a seed. It will surely grow and become a tough giant tree in the future, bringing with it the noisy sound of the sea of leaves.
Hilliard observed Ian's expression, and he couldn't help but be slightly startled when he sensed that the boy had begun to try to grasp the rhythm of his heart beating and blood flow.
"Actually...so fast?!"
——Under the guidance of the teacher, it seems that it took me more than half a month to grasp the rhythm of 'vitality' and resonate with the virtual source species, right?
Even so, he is a genius that has never been seen before in the northwest of the empire. He only needs to experience the virtual source seed once to condense the source seed on his own and start formal practice.
This disciple of my own...
"well!"
After being stunned for a short time, Hilliard smiled from the bottom of his heart. He stared with burning eyes at the boy in front of him who was completely immersed in the rhythm of life: "Amazing!"
He was silent.
Ten minutes later, when Ian ended the induction and took the initiative to raise his head and look at himself, the old knight spoke: "The true meaning of a sublimator is 'a person who sublimates his own life essence'. Through the source seed in his body,
Accumulate the power of source matter, improve your own life essence, and then become a superman."
"And condensing the source seeds is the first step for all psychics and sublimators to improve their life level."
"It is too dangerous to condense the source seeds. If you try it rashly, you are just asking for death. Your heart will stop and your internal organs will fail. So there are pioneers who find a way and use the virtual source seeds to lead the later generations to try to understand."
His voice was neither soft nor heavy, clear and powerful, allowing the boy to hear every word clearly: "Ian, the virtual source seed will last about a month. During this time, you need to slowly experience its rhythm and
detail."
"Then, try to condense the source seeds yourself."
"If it doesn't work this month, then I will give you the virtual source seed for the second time...and you are too young and can only bear the gift of virtual source seed three times at most. If you are still not sure after three times, then your body will be in adolescence.
Before you develop again, you can no longer practice as a sublime being."
After saying these words seriously, Hilliard laughed. He stretched out his hand and patted the boy's junior gently: "Don't worry, Ian. Trust me."
"You are definitely a genius at this!"
His tone was convinced.
After Hilliard encouraged Ian, he transformed into Orison, staggered on one leg, and went outside the house with a bandage all over his body, intending to go outside to explore the situation and get some food back.
According to his words, what Ian needs most at the moment is sufficient food to replenish nutrients. Although the boy does not have any sequelae of the disease, he is indeed hungry after being under his uncle's hands for so many years. If he does not replenish enough nutrients, it will affect his future sublimation.
The road has had a considerable impact.
Apart from anything else, if I'm hungry, I won't be able to clearly perceive even the beating of the virtual source species.
Every time you feel the pulse of life, your blood will surge, which will consume a lot of physical energy. If Ian talks about it, it will consume a lot of blood sugar. In this way, it can stimulate the activation of the whole body, which can effectively cure most diseases of wealth and strengthen the body.
Keep fit.
The premise is that you have a lot of blood sugar, otherwise you will just train yourself to death.
Meanwhile, Ian sat on the bed with his eyes closed.
He was still feeling the lingering flow of life in his body.
There seems to be a brand new organ in my heart. It seems to exist, but it is illusory. It vibrates slightly with the beating of the heart and releases a trickle of water.
That is the ‘virtual source species’.
"This feeling..."
After carefully sensing the feedback given to him by the virtual source species, Ian's expression was not as exciting as the first contact with sublimation practice. Instead, it was a little weird: "Why does it feel like a 'second heart'?"
The boy murmured: "No, this is the second heart!"
"If we say, the genetic modification of the earth is the second heart of the entity."
He felt very familiar from the beginning, and now it is completely confirmed: "And in the continent of Terra, the 'Essence of Life' is used to condense an 'Essence Heart'!"
"Perhaps the difficulty in condensing source seeds is because it is difficult for Terran people to control a brand-new organ that has never existed before? It's like ordinary people can't imagine the feeling of having three hands, let alone how to control the third hand, so they need virtual source seeds.
As a buffer, people gradually get used to the feeling of having this new organ?"
Unlike the people on Earth who start transforming from embryos or even fertilized eggs, Terra sublimators are all acquired cultivation achievements, and naturally cannot adapt to this sense of abnormality... And their cultivation is no less difficult and dangerous than doing it for themselves.
heart surgery.
It's no wonder that without the virtual source species adapting in advance, and without the guidance and help of predecessors, the road to sublimation would be almost impossible.
"If that's the case."
Understanding in his heart, he opened his eyes and Ian couldn't help but smile: "Then, I am indeed a 'genius'!"
at the same time.
South China Sea coast, Baishen redwood forest.
In the weird and solemn atmosphere, a dozen pairs of eyes were staring coldly at Harrison Harbor across the river.