Lan En, the chief priest of the Ice Temple, took his students and hurriedly arrived at the Island of Mist by boat.
The light from the lighthouse fell, dispersing the fog and illusions.
Before the boat even stopped, he hurriedly jumped off the boat and headed towards the Temple of Truth.
There was a group of people waiting to greet him standing in front of them, but he didn't respond at all. Instead, he walked directly past them.
These people immediately surrounded Lan En and followed him.
"Lord Lan En."
"Lord Lan En."
Whether it is in the nine temples of Xiinsai, or in the Temple of Truth far away overseas, or in the eyes of all Xiinsai people.
The Food Priest Lan End deserves to be called an adult.
It can be seen that Lan En is very anxious at this moment. He walked into the castle and nodded to Elena, the Demon Abyss Knight standing at the door.
When he opened the door, he saw the dying teacher Sandian lying on the bed.
The Fire Demon's fire damage was secondary. The internal organs damaged by the last blow were more hopeless than the burns. Sandian was vomiting blood every day these days.
Lan En stopped in front of the door, then carefully closed the door and asked everyone to stay outside.
He looked at the powerful teacher in the past, the Sage of Truth who stood at the apex of power in the world of Xiinsai, and found it difficult to accept that he looked so fragile now.
But what makes Lan En even more unbelievable is this.
The teacher's eyes, which were always wise and exciting in the past, have now become dim and lifeless.
Haru has been following Sandian since he was a child, and in a sense he is his most important student, at least emotionally deeper than Lan En.
Sandian heard the movement and turned his head to look over.
"Hmm~"
"It's Lan En, you're back."
Lan En quickly stepped forward and sat on the edge of the bed.
"teacher!"
"how so?"
Sandian looked at him with a smile, but his smile was extremely bitter.
"I always thought that I could convey the will and ideals of the saints to everyone."
"did not expect."
"Those great principles that I say every day cannot even be passed on to my closest students."
Haru's betrayal was a huge blow to Sandian.
It can even be said that it was a huge impact on his ideals and concepts, making him directly doubt whether the future he was looking forward to could really come.
He always thought that under the guidance of the saints' will and ideals, the world would go in the best direction.
As long as they accept the influence of the will of the saints from an early age, everyone can become a pioneer of a better future.
However, it is not.
Lan En only knew that Haru injured his teacher and betrayed the Temple of Truth, but he didn't know what happened.
"teacher!"
"What happened?"
Sandian lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling: "We have obtained the secret of eternal life."
Lan En's tone suddenly changed: "What?"
Sandian nodded and closed his eyes slightly.
"That's right!"
"We merged the secret of immortality and the magic of sealing together to create a new life. Haru believes that it is the power of the fourth level."
"I created a stone demon and locked it underground."
"And Haru turned himself into the fire demon, the monster that everyone saw at the end."
Lan En asked: "Teacher! What do you want to do?"
Sandian tilted his head slightly and looked at Lan En: "I want to see what the fourth level of power is like."
"Unfortunately, this path was wrong from the beginning."
Sandian regretted it a little, he kept talking about it.
"It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this."
"That's not the fourth level of power. Haru made a mistake."
However, although he failed, he still found the reason for his failure and saw the light from the failure.
Sandian took out a pair of forearm-long bone-scroll silk books from under the pillow and handed them to Lan En.
Lan En took it carefully and listened to the teacher speak slowly.
"We took the wrong path from the beginning, and the secret method of immortality is not feasible."
"What needs to be changed is the nature of the blood of myth."
Lan En looked at the bone scroll silk book in his hand: "Teacher!"
"What do you want me to do?"
Sandian nodded slightly: "Try the above method. With your strength and wisdom, it should be possible."
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In the Sage of Truth's workshop, Lan En led several students to conduct experiments according to the method written in Sandan's bone scroll book.
Unlike before, this time their experimental subject was not a whole, but an unimaginably tiny unit of mythical blood.
Sandian's cursed pottery doll was placed on the table, but what everyone was paying attention to was the bottle beside it.
It falls inside the bottle with just a tiny bit of fluorescence.
Lan En even brought a magnifying glass newly manufactured by the Temple of Glass to observe the inside of the Mythic Blood, but unfortunately he saw nothing but light.
With a small, weak fluorescence, a third-level curse seal priest like him suddenly felt dizzy when he looked carefully.
He held the drawing on the silk book, his eyes full of shock.
Not only because of the secret techniques involving the blood of myth and the mysteries of power, but also because of the weird thoughts of his own teacher.
"Not pursuing the whole, but individual transformation."
“The accumulation of sand becomes rocks, and the accumulation of water becomes rivers.”
"Put the entire cursed spirit into this mythical blood unit?"
"How can this be?"
Although Lan En's intuition told him that this was impossible, how could such a small Mythic Blood unit contain such a powerful force.
But he still believed in the teacher's judgment and asked the students to help him start the experiment.
He extracted the cursed spirit from the cursed pottery doll and began to think of ways to incorporate it into the mythical blood.
He tried the spiritual resonance method, tried the activation secret technique, and constantly modified the plan.
Day after day, failure after failure made everyone exhausted.
Fortunately, even if it fails, it will only lose one Mythic Blood unit. They can conduct such experiments many times.
It seems that everything is not so urgent.
However, Lan En was still conducting experiments sleeplessly and did not dare to stop at all.
Because he felt that Sandian's time was running out, the teacher was holding his breath just because he wanted to see his success.
After many methods and plans failed, Lan En finally thought of Haru's secret method of mental pressure.
He found Haru's experimental records and started trying again.
He carved patterns all over the crystal bottle, and led a dozen priests to follow the patterns to form a powerful spiritual hurricane with their spiritual power.
The blood of myth and the spirit of the curse were constantly pressing inside in the hurricane.
The huge cursed spirit is getting smaller and smaller, so small that it is almost invisible to the naked eye, but the mythical blood has not changed much.
Finally, the sealed spirit was squeezed into the mythic blood of that unit.
"Hiss!"
The blood of myth actually emitted light like lightning, and a weak ray of lightning directly illuminated the entire workshop, a hundred times brighter than the midday sun.
"Boom!"
The crystal bottle exploded, and the entire laboratory was in a mess.
Everyone dodged and used magic to block the exploding fragments, and waited until the light subsided and looked over.
I only saw a crystal floating in the air.
A translucent crystal, or gravel and stone, that glows with silver.
Lan En walked up step by step, and this crystal, which was almost invisible to the naked eye if there was no light, fell into his palm.
"Is it this one?"
He felt that this small crystal had undergone an unimaginable transformation.
It can easily accommodate a person's consciousness, his memory, and his power.
Even if his body dies and his will decays, this drop of blood will pass on his strength and memory.
He turned back and looked at everyone: "We seem to have succeeded."
“It really worked out.
"It really worked."
The workshop burst into cheers, and everyone could hardly suppress their inner ecstasy.
Lan En had no time to celebrate and cheer, he brought the crystal to Sandian's side.
"teacher!"
"I found the answer."
"I found it.
Lan En carefully held the crystal and raised it to Sandian's eyes.
Sandian slowly stretched out his hand, and Lan immediately placed it between the teacher's fingers.
Sandian pinched the small, glowing "gravel" with his thumb and forefinger, and finally showed a happy smile on his face: "It turns out that the blood of myth after transformation is like this."
At the end of his life, Sandian still accomplished what he wanted to do.
Although it is just a beginning, creating a small piece of gravel, or stone.
But that door has been pushed open.
Lan En was very happy, he fulfilled his teacher's expectations.
"teacher!"
"This is your work, give it a name!"
At this moment, Sandian suddenly remembered the figure he saw in the Temple of Truth a long time ago.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember the other person's appearance, but he remembered what he said.
"Sandian!"
"All power comes from blood."
It was his words that allowed Sandian to find his direction.
Unfortunately, the secret of immortality brought by Haru caused him to go off track.
However, what is even more ridiculous is that it was precisely because they spared such a detour that they were able to succeed so smoothly this time.
Sandian looked at the glowing crystal, his pupils slightly dilated.
"The wisdom given by the gods, the bloodline given by the gods, and the brand given by the gods."
"It's called the God's Grace Stone."
As Sandian spoke, he spat out another mouthful of blood.
His organs had reached their worst condition, and even the doctors standing nearby could do nothing.
"teacher!"
Sandian grabbed Lan En's hand, and he also felt the last moment of his fall.
"Find Haru."
"Tell him we were wrong."
Several instructors kneeling beside him also came up, and they asked Sandian uneasily.
"Lord Sage!"
"What about the Temple of Truth? What about the future of the Temple of Truth?"
Sandian's eyes still fell on Lan En and Elena standing at the door, and finally shook his head.
"I originally wanted to leave it to Haru. I know you like your hometown. The Ice Temple is also a good starting point."
"You can also make a career of your own there."
"I don't want to interfere with your choice. Whoever between you and Elena wants to become the second generation sage of the Temple of Truth can do it."
"If you don't want to, then find someone to do it."
"Even in the end."
"The Temple of Truth is as fleeting as a midnight meteor, and nothing."
Sandian's body relaxed little by little, and his eyes slowly closed.
"Just think that my fantasies and dreams day after day have been exposed by time!"
The Sage of Truth who brought the power of rituals and miracles to the world and created the era of the third level of priests.
Died on the bed.
With the passing of Sandian, the Divine Grace Stone in his hand also disappeared.
