"Lal, what happened to you recently?" Morsis looked at Lal walking beside him and asked doubtfully.
"Ah... no." Lar heard this and quickly replied.
"Really? I see that you look very bad recently..." Morsis said with a frown.
"Maybe I have a cold, it's okay." Lar smiled and replied.
"That's it..." Morses turned back and whispered.
It's not yet seven in the morning, and the two of them have just finished buying ingredients at the morning market and are preparing to return to the orphanage.
Morses didn't ask any more questions, because his heart was now occupied by a more important matter.
Today, he will officially become a first-order transcendent!
Just yesterday, Krabi had confirmed that he had the mental power reserves to be promoted to the first level of transcendental being.
After nearly a month of continuous practice, he finally reached that limit.
The two arrived at the entrance of the orphanage soon. Morse said goodbye to Lal in a hurry, ran straight to the second floor without even eating, and quickly arrived in front of Krabi's office.
Pushing open the door and entering, Morsis saw a smiling Krabi standing in the center of the room, surrounded by several arcane balls.
"You are quite anxious..." Seeing Morses come in, Krabi took the time to say something to him.
"Do you want to do it right here? No need to find another place?" Morses said in surprise as he watched Krabei set up the magic circle.
He originally thought that for things like promotion to a transcendent person, he would definitely have to hide in a small room.
"There's no need. I've already set up a defensive circle around the house so that other people in the orphanage won't notice it." Krabi said as he let the arcane balls around him fall to the ground.
Those arcane balls moved according to certain rules, and gradually turned into blue breath, dissipating in the air.
At the same time, waves of "waves" composed of arcane light points had risen around Krabi.
"Sit in!" Krabi took a few steps back and said loudly, "Then use your mental power to control the arcana around you. Control as much as you can!"
Morses immediately did as he was told. He stepped forward and walked into the blue magic circle.
An unimaginable feeling of heaviness immediately appeared on every part of his body, as if someone suddenly threw a heavy object at him.
Despite the discomfort, Morsis slowly sat down, closed his eyes and began to mobilize his mental power.
"Too many...Is this the environment needed to become a first-order transcendent?" Morsis couldn't help but sigh as he felt the arcane energy around him that was so rich that it was like a torrent.
"Try to master it, don't stop!" Krabe's voice came, "Try your best to communicate with every arcana around you. Although they are attracted by the arcana gathering circle and make them a little irritable, in essence they are the same as ordinary arcana.
It makes no difference."
As Krabe said, he raised his hand and continued to maintain the magic circle.
"It's already...the limit..." Morses squeezed out a few words through his teeth. His head hurt so much at the moment, and countless arcane energies were forcibly integrated into his spiritual body, making it difficult for him to absorb them for a while.
"Now is the most critical step!" Krabi said loudly, "Control them and let them move in your spiritual body in a path specific to the 'Scholar' class. This needs to be explored by yourself."
When Morses heard this, he immediately recalled in his mind the scholar class arcana guidance method that Crabe had mentioned.
It was a symbol that the ancients believed to symbolize "wisdom."
"Move...arcana...guidance..." Morses muttered to himself, holding back his headache and controlling the arcana to move.
I don't know why, but it becomes easier when he guides those arcane energies to move according to the guidance path of the scholar class.
"After all, it was summed up by generations of transcendental beings over thousands of years..." Morses sighed secretly, and was about to guide the first part of the arcana to the end...
Then he saw the moonlight.
When he came back to his senses, he was once again on the grassland under the vast starry sky, with the twelve ancient stone pillars still standing there.
"Telmod...Eastern...Telmod..." High in the sky, the voice that most likely came from God Momoa came again, but this time it was not giving instructions.
"Here we go again..." Morses frowned slightly and said to himself, "I have to hurry up... wait a minute!"
Morses just wanted to take a look at the twelve stone pillars, but was interrupted by a feeling of discomfort.
Only then did he realize that arcane energy was raging inside his body.
"Is it because my promotion ceremony in the outside world has not ended yet?" Morses sat down quickly, preparing to continue to guide the arcana.
In the spiritual world, he can directly control the spiritual body, just like he can in the outside world.
"Sure enough, it is easier than in the outside world. Part of the reason should be the singleness of the pure spiritual body, and the other part should be the benefits brought by the twelve stone pillars..." Morses only felt that controlling arcane energy here is as simple as
As if drinking water, he easily operated the incoming arcane energy in the prescribed manner.
After a while, he opened his eyes with a smile, which meant that he had completed the absorption of all arcane energy and officially became a first-level transcendent.
But what he saw was not the grassland, but the astonished Krabi.
"It's back again. I really don't know how to get in there..." Morsis sighed and said to himself.
"What's going on? Your absorption speed and proficiency just now are comparable to those of a second-level transcendental person." Krabe looked at Morsis and asked doubtfully, "Those arcane energies cannot be absorbed by ordinary promoted people.
Clean."
Morses stood up and recounted the situation just now. At the end, he said, "This time the ancient and solemn voice did not give me instructions, but said something... Termod, the East or something."
"It seems that the twelve stone pillars are indeed not mortal things... As for Telmod and Dongfang, I guess Momoa is guiding future generations to find them, but the reference of those ancient names is not great." Krabei
After listening, he shook his head and sighed.
"Are those twelve stone pillars really left to me by my mother?" Morses opened his hand, and a ball of arcane energy was instantly formed. He looked at the blue ball of light and said blankly.
After becoming a first-level transcendent, he no longer needs to concentrate for a long time to activate the arcana because he already has a fixed way of moving the arcana in his mental body.
Of course, when using more difficult spells and magic circles, you still have to concentrate slowly and honestly.
"That should be the case. If you have the ability in the future, you can go to the Singer Empire to have a look." Krabei looked at the arcane ball in Morses' hands and smiled happily, "This makes me feel relieved..."
"Old man, do you really want me to leave?" Morses put away the arcane ball, turned to Krabe and said.
"Why, you can't bear to leave? I remember that when you were a child, you often said that you wanted to go out on your own." Krabi sat down and said with a smile.
"I'm not reluctant to let you go...I, I'm afraid you won't be able to let me go." Morse blushed and shrugged.
"Hahaha, you have eaten my life for twelve years in vain and called me an old man for twelve years. I still can't bear to let you go?" Krabei shook his head and said with a smile.
After the words fell, neither Morses nor Krabi said anything more, and the atmosphere became a little weird.
Morse broke the silence first. He said carefully, "So, when will I leave?"
"In another half month, I still have to teach you the fighting skills that a scholar should have...and how to deal with people outside." Krabe sighed and said, "There is nothing comparable to this little Hel outside.
The city is very dangerous, but you have a lot of clever ideas, I believe you can do well."
The corners of Krabi's mouth raised slightly, and he looked at Morses and said.
"Yeah!" Morsis felt that the corners of his eyes were sore, and he didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only nod his head fiercely.
"Okay, let's go back and have a rest. Are you exhausted?" Krabi smiled and said.
Morsis nodded, turned and walked towards the door, but did not open the door for a long time.
After hesitating for a while, Morses suddenly turned around and gave a not-so-standard salute to Krabi.
"Thank you for these twelve years, old man!"
Krabi was stunned for a second, then smiled and said, "Okay, it's not the day of separation yet, and besides, this doesn't seem like your style."
Morsis nodded, opened the door and went out.
Krabi looked at the door that was slowly closing, and sighed, saying, "You should still call me old man, it hasn't changed once in the past twelve years."
After a few seconds of silence, he continued, "I wonder if I can hear it again in the future..."
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Back in the morning, after parting with Morses, Lal left the orphanage alone.
He walked through several streets and came to the end of an alley.
There is a bar there.
Lal swallowed, opened the door, and walked in.
There were not many people in the bar in the morning, and Lal quickly found his target.
There were two people sitting in front of the bar counter.
One is Trey Mark, who has a short haircut and wears a fur coat.
The other one is Lennon Sivans wearing a top hat and formally dressed.
Lar quickly walked up to the two of them and sat down next to Lennon.
"Mr. Sivens, here I come." Lal said to Lennon who was drinking.
"Oh, my dear informant is here... I'm sorry that I can't toast you because the empire prohibits drinking under the age of seventeen." Lennon glanced at Lar and said with a smile.
"I...I am already sixteen years old, please don't treat me like a child." Lar scratched the back of his head uncontrollably and said.
"No, no, no, this is the law. We are all citizens of the empire and we must abide by it." Lennon glanced at Trey beside him and said, "You think so, Mr. Mark?"
"Yes...Mr. Sivens." Trey said respectfully.
"Come on, tell me your intelligence...Don't you think you are very diligent in coming here now?" Lennon said as he took out a Tasok silver coin from his pocket and waved it in front of Lar.
He continued, "Why did you run away that day? It only increased the pain of your skin...
"Of course, Trey hit too hard that time, I hope you won't mind."
Lar stared at the shiny silver coin, swallowed again, and said, "No, I won't mind, Mr. Sivens."
"You have to remember that Krabi Crevi is a fugitive. Help me...you won't have to stay in that orphanage in the future. I can even make you a transcendent and a powerful person like me."
Lal bit his lip and said, "Really, really?"
"Of course...as long as you tell me who the child in your orphanage is who meets the conditions I asked for." Lennon said this, his tone suddenly turned cold, "But if you keep silent today, the person who is talking to you will be fine." They will be my reckless subordinates."
Lar glanced at Trey behind Lennon with some horror, and said, "I know, I will tell you..."
