In short, forging iron requires one's own hard work, and developing oneself is more important than anything else.
Under such promotion, various good foundation-building methods are distributed on the official website from easy to difficult. As long as they reach the corresponding realm and level, anyone can check them out at will on the official website.
There are also various teaching videos supporting it. Of course, there is also a threshold that is not a threshold, that is, when accessing these materials, you must use your real name.
The news of the revival of spiritual energy has long been made public. Talents should emerge sooner or later. Those who are lazy and incompetent cannot even cross the first threshold of cultivation and immortality. If they are eliminated, they will do so at their own expense.
There are those who float and those who sink. After all, the world belongs to those who work hard and geniuses.
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"Where are we going?"
On the floating Kun, the face of the castle lord here had a look of fake panic.
Although compared to the half a hundred legends present, and compared to those legends who have stepped into the realm of the most powerful, he is only a slightly older Tintin, but who made him be chosen?
It is conceivable that after this trip, his city will be built with a huge flow of people, so there is no need to worry about not enough people.
"Holet, my friend, the destination of this trip is New Philot, that is, the Nest of Chaos."
His partner Floating Kun replied.
The floating Kun turned into the largest island, a lonely spirit walking in the sky.
"Why didn't I get any notice? I am also the master of the castle here..."
He had some casual thoughts, a little bit of complaints.
"Okay, it looks like I've been drafted?"
"Okay, okay, then don't blame me for sitting around and listening."
Horrett smiled slightly, a bit like a conspiracy had succeeded. Silly? He is not stupid.
If you think about it carefully, how can you come up with so many legends? The population base of the Elf Kingdom is not unknown. Who can explain their origins except those Your Majesty.
Although his talent is mediocre, he cannot compare with these legendary bosses who have unique and independent thinking. Although he cannot participate, he can listen.
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Travel in the starry sky is generally quite dull.
According to the rumors and records of later generations, on that day, the Lord of Hundred Streams stepped into the star realm with thousands of thoughts and truths, and expedition to the new realm.
At that time, it was accurately recorded that 57 legends and elves entered the star realm, including 3 strongest legends who had entered the realm of gods, and a large number of high-level peak and extremely powerful people who had touched the legend.
They rode the wind and waves to the stardust, using the giant kun as a ship to sail to the other side of the star realm.
Even the gods turned their attention to it.
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"My ideas and principles explain the changes and development of the world, and explain the conversion and integration of matter and energy..."
An elf sat under the starry sky and demonstrated his thoughts and thinking in front of all the elves. In his hands, the stones turned into ashes, the ashes burned into fire, the flames turned into water, the water evaporated into gas, and the gas condensed into
Plants and plant fibers stiffened and turned into a puddle of mud, and then turned into bright white crystalline cubes of the ultimate substance at the elf's fingertips.
"This is my truth."
"I think your reasoning makes sense, and I think mine makes more sense." Another elf stood up and walked up to the front desk to argue with the elf with the bright white ultimate crystalline square standing on his fingertips.
He stretched out his fingers and took over the small cube with extremely high material density and corresponding super strong gravity.
"I believe that the movement of everything in this world has corresponding laws, such as the rotation of stars, the attraction of gravity..."
"As long as you master enough laws, any object or thing will be in your hands."
Then, the bright white small square moved and turned into earth, the earth turned into wood, the wood turned into mist, the mist turned into water, the water turned into fire, the fire turned into...
Little by little, he goes back against the previous material evolution. This is the law he masters. As long as his predecessors have discovered or invented something, he can directly adopt it and use it. He only needs to follow the achievements and processes of his predecessors.
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You discovered and invented it before, well, it belongs to me from now on.
The elves around them all looked thoughtful. They had come into contact with such things in normal times, but they had not systematically summarized them.
Now when I hear what he said and elaborated and extended the details, I feel like I have some understanding in my heart.
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"My thought is that everything has animism."
"For example, I can ask about the past from a stone that has been sleeping for thousands of years, I can ask for directions from a century-old tree, I can ask about the past from the past..."
An elf stood up. He believed that all creatures in the world have souls. He believed that metal veins can become metal dragons, and yellow sand can squirm into elemental creatures.
In other words, there is nothing in the world without soul and spiritual essence.
He raised his hand, grabbed a small meteor that was about to pass by the floating Kun in an instant, and took it out of the wall layer.
"Everything has animism..."
The elf took a fingerprint, copied a copy of his own thinking pattern, and integrated it into the stone-coated metal meteorite the size of a stone platform.
"Well..." The meteorite was silent for a moment, then trembled under the gaze of many elves.
"Although I can hear its voice, you can't, so I cast this spell called Thought Imprint."
"You can copy your own thinking patterns and give it to it, and it can communicate with us in a way that we can all understand."
The elf held up his blue hair, and the strands of hair fell from his forehead. He couldn't stop talking, and he looked like a chatterbox.
"alright."
In the serious eyes of the elves, there was a little inquiry in their eyes. This ability to enlighten all things is a bit too unconventional, but all things are fair.
If something is outstanding, there will be some flaws. The more prominent it is, the more flaws it will have. Some things are not famous but are relatively perfect.
"Good day, everyone." The voice that came out of the meteorite greeted the elves in an unhurried and unhurried manner.
"Well, let me introduce myself first. I was born in...well, when was I born...I only know that I have been around here a lot..."
"Because of this experience, I named myself Brass Wanderer on the spot."
"Before you arrived, I was scared. There are so many rubbish here. If I ran into one, I would be doomed."
"Thank you for coming, thank you, thank you..."
Meteorite, who claimed to be the Brass Wanderer, was trembling, nodding and shaking to the elves around him. The excitement and flattery in his tone were obvious.
Many of the elves watching had strange expressions. They glanced at the elves who were casting spells, and then at the talkative stone.
call out--
Another spell fell, and the chattering meteorite stopped talking for an instant, and just trembled there.
"Um, everyone, there was an accident just now, but it's not important." The elf wiped the non-existent black line on his forehead and explained.