Muse looked at the students of Prep 6 with satisfaction, and the overall strength of the students in this class has improved the most obviously.

This year is a crucial year for Muse's promotion, and the last opportunity was taken away by that bastard of Edus, and if he fails again this year, I'm afraid there will be little hope.

Fortunately, the quality of this class is not bad, and the most important thing is that there is a super student!

The so-called super students are the top students who should not appear in the B department, or even in the preparatory level, for some reason. Their talents and backgrounds are the best choice, even if the teachers are of average level, they will shine themselves. Therefore, according to the usual practice, the major teacher who can meet the super student for one session will definitely be rewarded. And if nothing else, Muse will be able to be successfully promoted to the combat readiness level for further study this time.

For students, the basic condition for entering the preparatory level is to condense a source pattern, but many students are still standing still after a semester. And in Class 6, except for the fat man named Zhou Yu, everyone else has successfully condensed the second source pattern, even if it doesn't count the metamorphosis of the super student, this progress is among the best in the preparatory level B department. Of course, the most important thing is that the super student is in class six, so he pays special attention to this class.

Hey, the muse looked grim, and he finally came back to his senses from his beautiful fantasy. Not far in front of him, a male classmate faintly began to emit an unstable light, which was a sign of condensing the new source pattern!

He knew the boy, who was the president of the class. When he heard that Miss Yu was coming to the preparatory B department, Muse was so excited that he couldn't help himself, and he silently shed tears in his heart, thinking that God had finally heard his pious prayer. So he threw away the small broken class flag originally prepared for the sixth class, and found someone to make a majestic class flag for the sixth class overnight, made of the best deerskin, inlaid with silver sheets, and engraved with four elegant big characters "I am invincible". If it weren't for the fact that he had a lot of friends outside, these things wouldn't be easy to get.

Giving the class flag is the most showy activity when entering the preparatory level, and the students of subject A have the people behind them who will help them make the class flag, and the students of subject B can only use the standard small gray flag of the teacher pitifully. It is said that the feud between the common people of the family has been going on for a long time, and I am afraid that the seeds of hatred have been planted when the flag is awarded.

So he came up with such a way to let the super students accept his unparalleled flag. He thought proudly that this would definitely leave a great first impression on this super student.

The next day, the limelight of the class flag really overshadowed all the classes, even the class of subject A. But when he was excited to present the flag to "her", he was surprised to find that it was "him". A boy respectfully took the class flag with both hands, and the muse asked Are you the class leader of the sixth class, I want to award the flag to the class leader, the boy grinned and showed his snow-white teeth and said I am the sixth class leader Mu Ze, please take care of me. Then he turned around and stepped on the speaker with one foot, waving the flag with both arms. Set up the pose, and not far away, a little fat man held a camera to take pictures of him.

Soon the news of this scandal spread throughout the grade, and Muse endured the ridicule of his colleagues while still unwillingly shouting in his heart why the super student was not the class leader.

But the muse didn't blame the boy, only that he didn't make it clear. He is not a person who is eager for quick success, but the family has been declining over the years, if he misses the last chance to be promoted, it means that there is no chance, and people with a strong background will not have a chance to enter the combat readiness level. That's why he spared no expense.

The muse walked to Mu Ze's side, and would interrupt at the slightest abnormality, although that would be equivalent to months of induction in vain. But if you can save your life, you just need to spend more time and live again.

Condensing the source pattern itself is a complex process, and the third source pattern is the most critical one after condensing the first source pattern. As the saying goes, one life is two, two is three, and three is everything, and everything in the world comes from this. Three is the turning point from less to more. is the most sloppy, and many people have been planted on this three.

Mu Ze's breathing was steady, his posture was upright, and the number of heartbeats did not increase. Muse nodded secretly, although this student's mental power is poor, and he is not comfortable enough to use it, but fortunately, he listens carefully, plays steadily and steadily when he senses, and never makes mistakes, which is an excellent quality, but it is a pity that his talent limits him......

Just when the muse secretly felt sorry for Mu Ze, the golden light was shining in front of him, and the accident was born suddenly!

......

The slanting sun hung on the horizon and crumbled, releasing residual light and heat as if it were returning to the light, reflecting the crimson of the clouds on one side of the sky, like Aphrodite's beloved red dance dress, swaying with the frivolity of the wind.

It was a chaotic stone forest, with huge rocks towering, some columnar and some faintly human-shaped, but all of them were smooth and quaint in color, and they were covered up by the polish of time. The ground was littered with gravel and sand, and from time to time a few camellia sprouted, and the rhizomes that should have been upright were trampled crookedly, but they also added a little vitality to the silence.

However, in the center of the stone forest, there are several towering cliffs, the steepest of which is narrow at the bottom and wide at the top, and the shape is quite like a sloping funnel, which makes people suspect that there is a danger of landslides and cracks just by stepping on it.

An old man with thick eyebrows and a square face stood on the top of the cliff, looking at the sunset in the distance in a daze, he was wearing a purple nylon coat and a blue plaid scarf. However, he was so distracted that it was impossible to figure out whether he was thinking about something, and if he didn't look carefully, he would only think that he and that sunset scene were one.

A middle-aged man of about forty walked over and couldn't help but be attracted by such an unusualness. He hesitated for a moment, but still broke the beautiful harmony with his voice: "Xixiao, Ying's aircraft will arrive in the airspace of our school in ten minutes, you see ......"

This old man is the principal of the Second School of the War Alliance, and the member of the War Alliance Round Table Xi Guangyang.

Sunset's nose moved slightly, and he slowly closed his eyes: "I know." The voice was low and tired.

He turned around and rubbed his neck like an old man tired of standing.

"When I am old, I always like to come to this old place to watch the sunset, and I miss the old days, when it was also so beautiful. It's just that those people at that time could never get together again. The old man's voice full of emotion echoed through the mountains.

"Yes, the ancestors of your time are now all powerful figures in various places. The middle-aged man smiled and responded.

"Hahaha, I didn't think about this at that time, I just thought that the world was so big that our brothers could go. Young, young, good, the edges and corners are still there, and time is always more tolerant of young people. ”

"Huh?" the old man suddenly withdrew his gaze from the sunset and turned to look west. That's the direction of the second school.

"What's wrong?" the middle-aged man asked, looking up in surprise.

He happened to see the sharp edge in the old man's eyes flash away, and in just an instant, he returned to the depth of the ancient well. The middle-aged man was startled and lowered his head in a panic to show respect.

Sunset didn't care about his gaffe and strode away, his magnetic voice floating in the wind and being blown behind him. "It's nothing, let's go, Xiao Meng, let's go meet those old guys, it's been almost twenty years in a flash......"

......

Another week passed, and Mu Ze's heart suddenly throbbed. Immediately, a comfortable warm feeling spread throughout the body. The "energy" in the air is summoned like a moth seeing light.

Mu Ze was overjoyed, this was exactly the sign of condensing the new source pattern that the teacher had talked about. After a semester of hard work, I finally got the end of my hard work.

What he didn't tell anyone was that he had his first source pattern early on, but now that experience comes to mind... Anyway, it's weird.

Therefore, when he entered the school as an orphan, he already had a source pattern, and he should have skipped a grade directly to enter the preparatory level, but he had to stay in the preschool level for three years before he revealed the level of a source pattern and entered the preparatory level. He would have liked to have delayed it longer, but those who did not pass preschool for three years would have been expelled.

This is the back hand he left for himself, and a shameless old guy once told him that as long as people still have a hand that has not been played, then this card will still have a chance to Hu.

Muse thought that he had condensed the second and third source patterns in less than a year after entering the preparatory level, but in fact, it took him almost four years of hard work to achieve this achievement.

His talent is indeed very poor, and his innate weak mental power limits the speed of cultivation, but his mental age is older than that of his peers, and he has already learned to hide when he should be high-spirited to show off his strength. This is the cruelty of fate and the gift of it.

The mood swings made him a little confused. The "energy" inhaled into his body was rampant, and he was a little busy for a while. He hurriedly collected his heart and guarded the dantian. The spiritual power returns to the body and travels, looking inwardly at the meridians in the body.

It didn't matter if he looked inside, Mu Ze almost exclaimed.

He saw a miracle!

Countless tiny rays of light gathered from all over the body to the dantian, intertwining and overlapping, dancing, outlining, and conjuring countless points of light.

In the next moment, Mu Ze had already understood.

The third source pattern is really unusual. He actually saw the formation process of the source pattern in his body with his own eyes!

The condensation of the source pattern is a magical process, and even the best painter cannot paint such a trajectory, which is full of heaven and earth. Sometimes beauty is as simple as that, just like people who don't know art at all will be instantly attracted when they first see the artist's work. The allure of that beauty is not at all that you know or don't understand, but as if you were born to be moved by her.

That is the power of the Creator.

Looking at the circle outline of the source pattern, Mu Ze suddenly became distracted.

Countless golden rays of light are intertwined and entangled, sometimes like roses, sometimes like ten thousand beasts galloping, and all things in heaven and earth are in the flow and combination of this light. And through the countless threads like silk, in the center of the source pattern, there seems to be something.

Mu Ze subconsciously brought his spiritual power closer.

A violent dizziness appeared without any warning! The source pattern produced an extremely strong suction, Mu Ze was caught off guard, and his spiritual power was suddenly pulled to the edge of the source pattern, almost intersecting with the thin line outlined, and this distance was still shrinking.

The change came suddenly, Mu Ze didn't even have time to have any regrets, he didn't know what the situation was, but he knew that once the spiritual power was sucked in, he would be completely finished!

He didn't have time to continue thinking, Mu Ze roared angrily in his heart, and used all his power to exert it in the front stage of the spiritual power, which was originally presented as a small group of spiritual power has been torn into a long strip, and it is about to collapse.

......

Outside, the muse stood beside Mu Ze with a solemn face, and behind him were the others of the sixth class of dozens of numbers, who had already been alarmed by the vision generated around Mu Ze.

A minute ago, Mu Ze's whole body suddenly began to emit golden light from the inside out, and the light became stronger and stronger, and now he could only squint and glance at it with his residual vision so that he would not be stabbed by the light.

"What's the situation, Mu Ban?

"Become your head, don't watch your "Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals" all day long, at first glance, I didn't listen to the lecture in class, and there are visions when I feel it, Mu Ban is condensing the third source pattern. ”

"Tut-tut, Mu Ban is Mu Ban, and the vision of the breakthrough is actually to transform into an Oscar statuette......"

......

The muse had a solemn face, and it was true that everyone would have some kind of vision when condensing the third source pattern, which was often determined by talent. But he had never heard of such a conspicuous vision.

Although the golden light is dazzling, it is only an appearance, at this moment, Mu Ze's surroundings have become a large whirlpool, and countless "energy" in the air are quickly attracted, but the vortex is like a bottomless pit, but it is getting bigger and bigger, and now the "energy" of the entire school has a tendency to move closer here.

It's not just a matter of "can", because he is too close, his clothes are scorched by the scorching golden light. Fortunately, the teaching building is specially made, resistant to high pressure and high temperature, otherwise the entire floor may be burned. The temperature inside the house has reached an astonishing 100 degrees Celsius, which is deadly enough for the average person.

The muse could only blast a group of students behind him outside, and he stayed behind to observe, ready to interrupt at any moment. The more obvious the vision, the more difficult it is to break through, and the more serious the consequences of failure at the same time. Once there is a hint of a collapse, he may only have a momentary chance to save this student.

As for blasting other students out of the classroom, the student couldn't bear the heat, but he couldn't break the school rules and leave the student who was breaking through, and his conscience didn't allow him to do so.

But the two students stood still and did not leave, and the muse was in a state of anxiety, and with a wave of his arm, he was about to throw them out.

But the arm couldn't move halfway through, because his afterglow skimmed the girl.

She was......

The girl didn't pay attention to him at all, just squinted at Mu Ze. In front of her was a pale yellow barrier, blocking the light and the heat. Her long, fiery red hair was draped over her shoulders, and her eyes shone with a faint golden glow under her bangs, and it was impossible to tell whether it was the reflected light or the light that came from her eyes.

The fat man behind her poked his head out, one hand still covering his eyes, and said with a wince, "Teacher, we can still hold ......"

......

The pain that was enough to make ordinary people go crazy trampled on Mu Ze's pain nerves, and yes, he was trying to forcibly rip off his mental power in order to save part of it.

It's funny that at such a critical juncture, he actually remembered the fat man, because this story was told to him by the fat man, when the spaceship encounters a massive star, it is possible to accelerate out of orbit only by losing a large amount of weight. But this time it's not a spaceship, it's some unknown thing to swallow his mental power, damn whether gravity is useful or not, he doesn't know, but this suction is a fucking black hole!

We've reached the limit...... The last thing he saw before he fell unconscious was a ray of light.