Above The Sky

"Actually, the source species doesn't exist."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the old knight's words shocked the boy.

Hilliard stared deeply at Ian who was condensing the 'Origin Seed', and said calmly: "It is false, illusory, and only exists in our imagination."

--fake? !

"But, teacher, didn't you emphasize that the foundation of sublimation so many times is the source seed... am I not just condensing now?"

Confused, Ian immediately opened his mouth to ask, with a puzzled expression on his face: "How exactly is this to be explained?"

"Ian, look at my face."

For the boy's doubts, the old man just raised his hand and pointed to his face.

After Ian's gaze focused, the muscles and skin on his face wriggled, and soon it turned into the appearance of 'Osenna' again.

"It's real and it's fake. My skin, muscles and blood can make up 10,000 different faces, and if someone else thinks this is real, he will never be able to find the real me."

The old knight said lightly, then raised his hand and pointed to the tide outside the window: "Have you seen those waves and moonlight?"

Ian raised his head, the dark blue waves in the middle of the night were churning under the silver moonlight, and he already understood a little: "I see."

Hilliard smiled. "Those are real, and they're all fake."

"You live by the sea, and you naturally understand that the color of seawater depends on the sunlight, the sand suspended in it, and the amount of seaweed. Just take out the seawater, or distill pure water, it has no color, that's more Reality at the bottom."

"The sky reflects the color of the sea, and the light of the sun and the moon is composed of dozens or even more lineages. The rainbow is the proof, but on the surface, it is just gold or red, or silver or white. Just light."

Turning his head and looking at the sea, the old man sighed: "For example, the whirlpool in the sea... Does the whirlpool really exist in essence? It is just a form of seawater flow, it is the moving seawater, the hedging current , it just happens to be able to involve fish and ships, making the ocean churning."

"Just like the primordial species, but the source of motion. Does it really need to be fixed at the heart, just like the whirlpool really has to be in the middle of the ocean?"

- The answer is of course no.

Ian's eyes widened. He was stunned for a moment and then suddenly froze.

"I understand." He muttered, and then his tone became extremely happy: "Yeah, if I can control the essentia freely, do I really need to fix the Origin Seed at the heart?"

"Although this is the most convenient in general, if the source seed is directly moved to the stomach after eating, wouldn't the absorption efficiency of the source material be several times higher?"

"Yes, the source seed is not an organ that needs to exist all the time and can only be fixed in one place... It may be difficult to condense the first time, but as long as I exercise in the future, I can easily recondense in one breath! "

"More than that."

Even soon, Ian wanted to understand the real mystery that Hilliard wanted to tell himself: "The most important thing is the dialectic between truth and falsehood!"

"The Origin Seed is false, but it also exists. It is just a flowing Origin Quality, but it also has the effect of a second heart..."

"Yes, boy. That's it."

Hilliard gazed with relief at Ian, who was ecstatic and clearly knew what to do.

He spoke softly, explaining these mysteries that have been passed down by word of mouth among ascenders and disciples since ancient times: "Whether it is psionics or ascenders, the first step in cultivation is to observe the world, summarize the laws, and seek the truth."

"But is the world we observe 'real'?"

"It's not. What we can see with our eyes is just like the appearance of you and me, the color of the sea and the sky, like the vortex in the sea and the brilliance of the sun and moon in the sky, all things that float on the surface."

"If you don't analyze the inner truth, just observe these appearances, you can't make progress."

The old knight looked at Ian, smiling at this probably the smartest student he'd ever taught in his life.

He stated calmly: "Just like Ian, when you dissected your uncle, how can you approach it if you don't dissect the truth?"

"We humans are not a species that can directly see the truth. What we see with our eyes, just like what we see through a mirror, is illusory and hazy."

"so."

He said: "Just start with the 'false' 'imagination'."

"Boldly imagine, be careful with evidence."

"From the false to the real, starting from the imaginary source seed, and finally elevating the essence of one's own life truly, this is the essence of the sublimator."

"Ian, you are still young, I don't expect you to understand now... But this is the real mystery shared by all ascendants, regardless of bloodline or true form."

"——Borrowing falsehood into reality, from falsehood into reality."

For all this, Ian listened carefully.

He learns with respect and curiosity.

Learn everything he never knew.

True to a sentence, false to thousands of volumes, Hilliard said, although simple, but it broke the boy's inherent impression of the road of sublimation.

It's not an ancient and decadent system that obstructs other people's understanding with mysterious riddles and all kinds of weird proper nouns...

It is a way of acknowledging that one does not know the truth, and therefore pursues the truth and promotes it.

——Cultivation in this world may not be as simple as I imagined.

He couldn't help but talk to himself, but Ian's heart ignited a more fiery spark: "The world of Terra has its own set of philosophy and logic to explain their world, explain the relationship between psionic power, reality and self, and summarize the relationship between reality and self. A very scientific system."

"I understand... I still need to study hard."

Slowly closing his eyes, Ian thought seriously: "Using falsehood to turn reality into reality..."

"There is no need to limit myself to one place, my body is the ocean of Origin."

"And the source seed is the vortex that is everywhere in the ocean."

At this moment, the light blue lines on the boy's body began to gradually become blurred, and the circular geometric figures intertwined at the heart of the boy melted like ice and snow.

But the light blue Originium light did not dissipate. Gradually, they changed from a clear and fixed etching pattern to a stream of water, to a cloud and mist, to an erratic smooth pattern.

- Where is the 'ring'?

The water mist flutters, and the clouds flow.

- 'Ring' is everywhere.

Time flows.

Under Hilliard's gaze, everything gradually came to an end as the rays of essentia emerging from Ian's body converged into the body and returned to the blood circulation.

In the center of the chest, a light blue light spot that only sublimators could see flickered.

success. The boy condensed smoothly and replaced the virtual one that Hilliard had created for him with his own.

Raising his head, Ian looked at the old knight, and when Hilliard raised his hand and wanted to applaud, he smiled slightly.

The next moment, accompanied by a soft halo flickering, the Origin Seed in Ian dissipated.

Thoroughly, without the slightest dissipated residual structure remaining.

"Oh!"

Hilliard's eyes widened, he was startled at first, but then his expression was extremely surprised.

Because, after a while, a halo of source material circulated again, and Ian successfully condensed the source seed for the second time.

And this time, the speed, proficiency, and even the structure of the source seed itself, compared to the first time, there is a whole new improvement!

"The source substance needs to be condensed, and it needs to be used."

Standing up, Ian not only didn't feel the slightest bit of weakness after using too much physical strength and Originium at this moment, he even felt that his body was light and full of an invisible power.

He lowered his head and looked at his hands. The fair and slender palms of the child seemed to be shattered by a bullet, but now, they were able to hit a punch that was difficult for an adult to hit.

"The same is true for the source species."

He raised his head and looked at his teacher. Ian smiled and said, "The source seed needs to be condensed and it needs to be dissipated."

With a thought, he made the source seed in his body dissipate for the second time, and then in five breaths, he condensed it in another place that was not in the heart.

condensed in the liver.

At this moment, Ian opened the vision of precognition.

He can no longer see his source seed, because after several consecutive dispersal and re-condensation, the golden source material belonging to Hilliard has been completely digested by him, not only did not become a resistance to his cohesion, but in turn supplemented him. With less physical strength, he is still in good spirits.

However, even so, the boy could still see that, along with the movement of the Origin Seed that had been condensed in the liver, the Origin Essence fragments circulating around him began to condense.

In the end, under the invisible source seed processing, it turned into strands of light cyan, extremely condensed source material chips.

That is... in the vision horizon, the source quality of the golden haze lingers.

One of the highest-grade essentias.

The cyan source substance is intertwined with the golden halo, and the cyan-gold brilliance merges into the liver, causing this ordinary organ to begin to be dyed with a layer of light from the inside out.

——Sublimation has already begun.

Ian looked up, and he saw Hilliard's reassuring gaze.

"congratulations."

The teacher rubbed his hands and smiled from the bottom of his heart, his eyes full of joy and anticipation: "It couldn't be better, Ian."

"Starting today, you have officially embarked on the road to ascension."