Above The Sky

The next morning, Ian woke up and went to the backyard to chop firewood and prepare for the morning fire.

After condensing the Origin Seed last night, Hilliard asked Ian to strike while the iron was hot and run the Breathing Guidance Technique to calm down the overactive Origin Seed in the body, and at the same time familiarize Ian with the power of the true Origin Seed.

This is quite difficult.

The boy realized that it was much more difficult to make Originium still than to make it move.

A car starts to accelerate in a few seconds, maybe it depends on the engine, which is the quality of the source seed.

But to bring a car running at full speed to a standstill for a few seconds, that requires something that has nothing to do with the engine.

"The source substance is the power of life, and the source seed is the vortex of life. Of course, it can bring power to the sublime, but running at full speed will also accelerate the burning of life."

This is a very simple truth, and the old knight didn't say much: "If you don't say anything else, you can't stop the pulsation of the source material. Don't want to fall asleep this week, it will cause great damage to the body."

—Indeed, what is the difference between keeping an eight-year-old child without sleep for a week and killing someone?

After spending half the night, Ian finally calmed the source in his body, and he fell asleep in silence.

"This feeling... it's really not bad!"

Waking up from a dreamless slumber, Ian feels full of energy and energy.

Although I only slept for about three hours, I felt more energetic than sleeping all night in the past.

Not only that, when he calmed down, he could clearly sense the changes in his body.

At this moment, Ian can easily sense his breathing rate, heart rate, pulse rate, even the subtle tremors of his muscles and the unconscious peristalsis of his internal organs with just a little concentration.

This kind of perception is almost akin to introspection, and you can easily find the dissonance in your body.

It doesn't sound like much, but you only know how wonderful this perception is when you actually have it.

Ian has a hunch that if he is injured, he can directly control the fit of the injured area. Even if he is stabbed in the lung by the native like Brin, he can temporarily control the flow of blood, avoid the injured area, and avoid internal bleeding. Injuries worsened.

"I did get stronger."

With a hammer in his hand, everything looks like a nail.

Taking advantage of the excitement, Ian came to the courtyard to chop wood as soon as he woke up.

Raising the wood-chopping axe, he weighed the weight, then raised, aimed, swung his arm, and cut straight down.

Click!

With this axe, he simply and neatly split the vertical log into two sections, smoothly and quickly, even following the texture of the wood, as smoothly as if it was not a hard log, but a roadside miscellaneous log. Grass.

Click click!

Another few axe in a row, Ian cut a log into firewood in one go.

After he stopped, he was amazed himself, holding the axe and muttering: "How come, my strength has not increased too much, but the feel is completely different from the previous days!"

"Fluid, easy..."

There is no substantial difference between the virtual source seed and the source seed, and there are even examples of the apprentice's own condensed source seed of poor quality, so that after leaving the virtual source seed given by the teacher, after condensing, his physical strength actually declines.

But the source seed condensed by Ian is the best source seed that can be condensed at his age and realm. Even compared with the virtual source seed given by Hilliard, it is very dazzling and far beyond.

Of course, this excess performance is only a slight improvement in physical strength. After all, it is less than a few hours. No matter how powerful the source seed is, it is impossible to strengthen it too much.

But such a small improvement, manifested in reality, is surprising.

"Because that is your source seed, you can fully control the power of smooth operation."

Hilliard appeared behind Ian, who had not known where to investigate the situation in the morning, and returned with a stern look on his face.

But after seeing Ian's performance of chopping wood, the old man still smiled: "You can clearly see the texture of the wood, grasp the angle of the axe when chopping down, and fine-tune the direction of the force in time, so chopping wood is naturally relaxing and pleasant."

He came to his student's side, stretched out his hand to adjust Ian's axe and standing posture, and motioned for the opponent to continue slashing.

Kacha Kacha, the sound of logging is more smooth and natural.

"very good."

Observing Ian's movements, the old knight commented objectively: "Although your current physical strength is still not as good as that of an adult male in the empire, it has certain advantages compared to the natives."

"But you have become a sublimation apprentice, and you have strong control over your own body. It is difficult for ordinary adults to pose a threat to you."

"Combined with your psychic energy and the power of a short-term burst of essentia, you can defeat most of the indigenous teams and wild beasts. In the land of Nanling, you have the ability to protect yourself."

"But if it goes on like this, it will be difficult for me to hide."

Without stopping, Ian continued to chop wood, and after Hilliard's adjustment, his capacity method became more natural and smooth, and the efficiency increased by 20%.

Amidst the continuous sound of wood breaking, he frowned and thought: "Psionic energy can also be explained. If I show extraordinary physical abilities in the future, anyone will know that my situation is wrong."

He didn't say hide.

It is very difficult to hide physical ability. Many details can show a person's physical quality. Ian thinks to himself that he has not undergone anti-reconnaissance training.

"Don't hide."

But Hilliard shook his head. He took the wood chopping axe from Ian's hand and motioned Ian to take the already chopped firewood to cook and start chopping wood himself.

The old man just chopped wood with an axe. The speed was not fast, but it made it difficult for Ian to tell where the axe blade was falling, and the main body of the wood that was chopped was even more motionless. If the pieces of wood were not constantly peeling off, Ian would not even be able to detect the wood. The fact of being hacked.

If the teacher chops down not the wood, but the human body...

Ian shook his head, restraining himself.

And Hilliard noticed the attention of his students, he smiled and chopped wood, and said: "According to what I know about the situation in the empire, whether it is the elder of the white people or the local lord, when he knows that you are a psionicist Afterwards, I will definitely win you over as soon as possible and give you the inheritance and cultivation of the true bloodline.”

"Although only a part, even the part of the first energy level, will hang you for them with the follow-up advanced inheritance, but no matter what, they will be willing to cultivate you. This is one of the few good traditions preserved in the empire. ."

Stopping the axe, Hilliard pointed to Ian's chest, and said to the boy who was still suspicious: "Don't worry, the Empire is not gentle, but it is not cruel. For valuable talents, they always act quickly. ."

"The existence of a psionicist is a value in itself. You have proved the value, and they will definitely pass it on to you."

"Is it really that fast?"

Ian doesn't doubt the veracity of Hilliard's words, but would this efficiency be present in a non-modern aristocratic system? He did have some doubts.

"Don't underestimate other people."

Hilliard shook his head, he reminded: "Grant is a sublimator of the second energy level, he doesn't need to sleep."

"correct."

As if thinking of something, the old knight said to Ian, who had turned around, "Go to your room and have a look, there is a surprise."