Chapter Seventy-Eight: Guidance
Andrew's hands did not stop, and he began to carve details, and the stone knife flew so fast that even afterimages appeared.
Head, hands, legs......
Hair, expressions, eyes......
A quarter of an hour later, a lifelike statue of the Beamon Behemoth appeared in front of everyone...... The giant beast roared in the sky, and under Andrew's stone knife, the savage, brutal, and murderous aura was revealed...... The perfect statue, what a breath, the Behemoth seems to be coming to life!
"Ah, there are monsters!"
The nobleman who had been unconscious first happened to wake up, saw the statue, and fainted again...... Even those nobles who looked at Andrew's carving were all pale with paper at this time, and their hearts were flustered, it was really too much of an impact on people from this statue!
Except for Cold Moon and Andrew, there was only one exception at the scene.
As soon as the work was completed, the person in charge of the exhibition hall was ecstatic in his eyes, and he actually forgot Andrew's might and rushed to the statue desperately.
"Perfect, it's perfect, it's the most perfect work I've ever seen!"
Andrew didn't stop him, he had just ruined someone else's work. Moreover, looking at this person's behavior, he really likes stone carving.
Hanyue walked around the stone carving, admiring it and nodding her head.
"Yes, both form and spirit, Andrew, I didn't even realize that your stone carving level is so high."
Andrew pulled her, and the stone carvings in his heart were everywhere, but you didn't appreciate it......
At this time, the frightened nobles also came back to their senses, and some of them were bold, and slowly gathered around, carefully admiring the stone carvings. Looking at their reverent eyes, Hanyue was very happy, as if she had been praised.
"Andrew, you haven't left your name yet!" Han Yue rolled her eyes and said. According to the habit of stone carvers, before the exhibition of their works, they must leave their names.
Seeing that she was happy, Andrew stretched out his finger to carve "Andrew Lance" on the pedestal at the bottom of the stone carving, and Cold Moon was finally satisfied.
"Let's go."
The two walked for a long time, and finally someone noticed Andrew's signature.
"Look, this signature ......"
"Andrew Lance, do you think it's the Duke of Lance of the Magnolia Empire?" Someone speculated. When you think about it, you think it's very likely.
"Yes, Duke Reims is said to be very young, and he is the only one who can carve the Beamon Behemoth so vividly......"
"Unexpectedly, Duke Reims is not only powerful, but also so good at stone carving art, in my opinion, he is definitely a rare stone carving master in a hundred years!"
Everyone discussed, and the atmosphere became lively. Even the purple-clothed nobleman before was excited. guessed Andrew's identity, and his heart was much more settled.
In the end, everyone was focused on the stone carving.
"The strongest under the High Priest, the strongest genius in the history of the Magnolia Continent, the Duke of the Duchy of Reims, such a perfect work, this price ......"
The wealth is moving, and from this day on, the small stone carving hall is destined not to be peaceful.
After the news spread, Andrew got the title of a stone carving grandmaster, and his only work in the outside world, the Beamon Behemoth, was also snatched by major forces, causing a lot of killings on the Magnolia Continent, and it was not until ten years later that it was collected by the royal family of the Magnolia Empire.
Heading south along the western part of the Magnolia Continent, Andrew and Cold Moon enjoyed their play. The Magnolia Continent is indeed very large, and before they knew it, the two of them had traveled for more than half a year.
When they returned to the Duke's Palace, Herbert was able to run on the ground.
To make up for the regret with the cold moon, Andrew has been in semi-seclusion since then. During the day, he spent most of his time in the small dimensional space, cultivating and comprehending the "explosion" of the fire mysteries and the "shattering" of the thunder mysteries, and I have to say that the functions of the small dimensional space are very powerful. There, Andrew's soul perceived the occult nearly twice as strong as usual. It's mysterious, not elemental!
"I've been able to perfect two percent of my strength now, but the intensity of the burst has only increased to sixteen times, and according to my expectations, two percent of the strength burst should have twenty times the ...... of attack."
"Separate fire and thunder mysteries, I have comprehended very smoothly during this time, but the fusion of the two mysteries has progressed very slowly. The difficulty of fusing the mysteries is at least hundreds or thousands of times that of comprehending the mysteries, this is still the fusion of the same system, if it is replaced by the laws of two different systems, it will be even more difficult! ”
Andrew, whose soul was extremely powerful, was now focused on the cultivation law, and the accumulation of fighting qi had slowed down. However, even so, two years later, he had reached the middle stage of the Sanctuary.
In the past two years, Andrew has focused most of his experience on fusing the mysteries, and what he wants to fuse is the advanced mysteries of fire and thunder. If he was dedicated to comprehending a mystery, he would be able to comprehend at least seventy or eighty percent at this time, and he had just taken the first step in fusing the mysteries.
"The lower the strength, the easier it is to comprehend and fuse the mysteries. Ordinary Sanctuary Realms, even if they knew this, couldn't do it, because their soul power was too weak. I, on the other hand, have an innate advantage. My strength is in the Holy Domain, but my soul strength is very close to the god level. ”
Andrew knew very clearly in his heart that he must comprehend as much as possible in the Sanctuary stage, and even find the point of convergence of the mysteries, so that his future cultivation would be smoother.
During this time, Longedos had less time to come to the small dimensional space to cultivate, and he found that his cultivation had fallen into a bottleneck, and he couldn't break through no matter what, so he traveled out, hoping to get a chance. In this regard, Andrew can only bless.
Howard is the most fond of cultivation in the Lance family except for Andrew, less than fifty, his strength has also reached the middle of the eighth level, and it is no problem to break through to the ninth level before the age of sixty. A ninth-level warrior with a lifespan of five hundred.
Janice still likes flowers and plants, and she feels that cultivation is dispensable. Even though Andrew concentrated most of the resources of the Duke's Palace, Janice only became a sixth-level fire mage.
Ling'er and Hanyue have made the fastest progress, both of them have graduated from the Divine Grace Academy, Ling'er has become a fire-based great magician, and Hanyue's light-based magic has reached the realm of an eighth-level magistre. With Andrew's help, both have a chance to break through and become Sanctuary Magisters.
Not only that, in the past few years, Andrew has also recruited many strong people to enrich the Duke's Mansion, including a Sanctuary warrior and a ninth-level archmage. Both of them came here and admired Andrew.
In addition, Drinkwater's strength also broke through and became an eighth-level magister......
The Duchy of Reims was under Andrew suppression, and everything went well.
A peaceful life is like flowing water, and before you know it, ten years have passed.
"Father, what do you think of my trick?"
In the backyard of the Duke's Palace, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy swung a long knife and smashed a rockery in front of him. This sword is very powerful and powerful, and its power is comparable to that of a high-level warrior.
Next to him, Andrew smiled and said, "Herbert, you've practiced well." However, if you destroy this rockery, your grandmother will be unhappy. ”
The boy is none other than Andrew and Hanyue's son, Herbert.
Herbert was born after Andrew fused the green dragon essence blood, Andrew's fusion with the green dragon essence blood is very high, his own bloodline is high, and Herbert's bloodline is not low. According to Andrew's test, Herbert's Qinglong bloodline should be no less than the three generations of disciples of the Qinglong family.
Because the green dragon bloodline was too domineering, Herbert could not cultivate his fighting spirit, so Andrew created a "Dragon Blood Secret Book" for him. When it comes to this, I have to say that Kleiman and the others, who became the first dragon blood warriors, all four of them have fused the blood of the dragon, but they are still able to cultivate the fighting spirit of humans. From this, it can be seen that they are too far worse than Herbert's bloodline level.
When Herbert was six years old, Andrew tested his magical talent, and he inherited his parents' talent perfectly, with the elemental affinity of thunder, fire, and light, and the talent of water is not obvious, hidden in the bloodline. His mental strength is also much higher than that of ordinary people, forty times that of his peers.
Relying on his talent, Herbert had the opportunity to become a Sanctuary Magister. However, under the influence of Howard and Andrew, he was more interested in fighters. With the green dragon bloodline, Herbert's warrior talent can be regarded as super super. Cultivating at the age of six, now less than fourteen years old, Herbert is already a sixth-level warrior, and after transforming, even an eighth-level warrior can fight.
"Herbert, your trick just now is already good, but it still hasn't met my requirements!" Andrew picked up a dead branch and walked to the clearing.
Herbert was puzzled: "Father, you always say that you can't blindly accumulate fighting energy, you have to understand the artistic conception of tricks, but what is this artistic conception?" ”
Andrew said: "Herbert, I told you a long time ago that before heaven and earth, the most powerful power came from the law. And the artistic conception, or 'potential', is the embodiment of the law. For example, your trick 'wildfire fire', look at ......"
Herbert's eyes were full of excitement, over the years, Andrew had also been cultivating, and there was not much time to guide him. However, every time he was coached, Herbert's strength grew by leaps and bounds.
Unremarkable, Andrew waved the dead branch according to Herbert's trick just now. The two-foot-long dead branch seemed to turn into a sea of fire, which Andrew held in his hand. When the dead branches fell on another rockery next to it, the rockery made of stubborn stones actually burned, and a few breaths of effort came to naught.
"This is the 'Wildfire Burning Plains' that I cast with the law of fire, there is no fighting spirit in it, and there is no power, but with the help of the law, its power is comparable to a forbidden spell!"