Rub the altar.

Xu Zhi didn't know if he rubbed the altar of order when Mister Bama was promoted, or if Mister Bama rubbed him.

After all, Mistrio had to give away a big chance a long time ago, and at that time, Mistrio was still not careful, and Misterbama was only an expert-level order magic.

It's hard to tell who's what's incidental.

Now, however, the Altar of Order will be opened to increase the power of Order magic.

Having received a promotion from the natural altar, Xu Zhipin was not afraid of breaking his body.

He can withstand the power boost of the rule-pull.

"Relying on the power of the altar to improve your cultivation, what you instill is not your own comprehension after all, and there is a high probability that you will not be able to have the magic guided by order magic in the future."

Mistrio looked at his son, and then at Greenskin on the other side.

He finally put his mind down again.

Don't use magic skills, if you don't help, your useless son will not be able to participate in the Grandmaster's order magic in the future.

As for the green skin, for him, this is already a big opportunity.

Without the guidance of the Casa royal family, he couldn't even touch the information of the Grandmaster's order-keeping magic, let alone the magic related to order-keeping.

He hoped to be lucky now, at least channeling the Grandmaster's ability to keep the order magic, instead of forcibly channeling the two sub-skills that were not so powerful.

"One in four, one in four, the chance that two people will achieve the magic of Grandmaster Order is only one in sixteen."

"Even if there are materials, this altar of order will only be opened once in thirty years, and there is an interval between the rules of order, too long and too long......"

"It would be nice if it was like those useless aristocratic altars, as long as there is more money, it can be opened continuously, and it can be continuously inherited."

"I need a little bit of luck, and they need a little bit of luck."

……

Mystrio muttered for a long time, and began to say from the heart: "Squeak, squeak, come to the lucky technique, all of them are marked with the luck technique, you pray more." ”

Under Misterbama's puzzled gaze, the three lucky spells quickly fell.

"Lucky as the wind, always with me, from now on, we are all fortunate to read."

"That's right."

"Luck is like the wind, always with me."

The three of them spoke one after another, expressing their sincerity.

"Actually."

"No, actually."

Xu Zhi opened his mouth and was just about to say two sentences, whether the altar could give them the ability of the grandmaster's order magic, that was not something he could do.

It's all about playing slots, what counts, and where it's a lucky magic turn.

As he spoke, Mystrio waved his hand to stop Xu Zhi's words.

"Don't talk, let's go in, lucky."

Mystrio pushed the two forward, into the confines of the altar.

He recalled that when Xu Zhi fled back to the Elemental Realm when he went to attack the Imperial City, he remembered that Xu Zhi couldn't kill people with a slow knife, and then he really did as Xu Zhi wished, and a quick knife stabbed down, and it exploded until he cried bitterly for three or three nights after he was resurrected.

Just thinking about it, he felt that there were too many mysteries in the world.

If you had been more cautious at the beginning, you would not have been so complacent.

Or think about it.

If he ran a little farther away, he wouldn't have stayed in the center of the explosion.

It may all end differently.

As long as you can leave the elite people all the way, this western continent belongs to whom.

Although he pursues immortality, if he can rule the Western Continent by the way, Mistrio doesn't mind doing such a thing.

It turned out to be a little bit worse.

"Order, justice, fairness, not believing in God, not believing in metaphysics, when did I become so attentive, was it influenced by the fortunate reading, or am I really old."

Mystrio muttered to himself, looking at the ice and fire crystals that were beginning to melt in front of him.

These sacrifices slowly transformed, and began to invoke the power of the rules of order.

The power of these rules, one to the left and the other to the right, fell one after another.

"Is this the power of rules?"

Xu Zhi's eyes looked at it, and he only felt that a little bit of inexplicable power was pulled out of the void and kept pulling on them.

It's like when the water cools down, it turns to ice.

Temperature is the rule by which water is converted into ice.

There are also rules for upgrading Master Order Magic to Grandmaster Order Magic.

In the past, these operations were done independently by the panel, but at this time, Xu Zhi could vaguely feel a little abnormal.

As he learned more, his soul continued to grow, and his spiritual abilities became stronger and stronger, he was completely different from what he was at the beginning.

It will not cause the soul to shake because of the force of pulling the altar of death, nor will it be like when pulling the altar of nature, you can only feel the fragrance of birds and flowers, everything seems to be a layer of fog.

At this time, his eyes were looking at it, and his perception had begun to come into contact with the truth.

He could even see the power of the panel actively pulling the rules of order, prioritizing the ability of the grandmaster's order magic.

This change has not been long-lived.

In just a few seconds, Xu Zhi realized that there was something more in his body, which made the magic of order more intimate, and the nature was different from that of the master stage.

There are also layers of knowledge in his mind, which makes him see the world more clearly.

This is the ability of the Grandmaster's Order Magic, which can be used to identify Order Magic, and can use the spirit to peek into the reality of the world.

The master's order magic on the panel was slowly transformed into the grandmaster order magic.

His stats did not increase, but his abilities in order magic became different, and at this time he began to be able to learn the fifth order of order magic.

"How are you feeling?" Mystrio asked.

Compared to gradual teaching and nurturing, Mistrio felt that violent cultivation was simpler.

If it doesn't succeed, at least it fills a hole in the grandmaster's ability to keep order.

In case it succeeds, it will be too much trouble.

With only a hundred years left in his life, Mistrio didn't want to waste his time educating idiots.

Although Mysterbama advanced to the master level quickly, the speed of his previous cultivation made him have a shadow, which made him suspect for a while that this son did not inherit his magical qualifications.

As for the green skin, the ghost only knows how this guy cultivates.

There is only one ladder between the master and the grandmaster, but this ladder is stuck with too many people.

He taught magic at most, but he was not sure that he could train a student from master to grandmaster, even if he was the king of a country

Only the altar can make all wishes come true.

"It's wonderful, I feel like I've got a lot of knowledge," Mister Bama was the first to speak.

"Wonderful, I've got a lot of knowledge," Xu replied with a glance at Mysterbama.

"Grandmaster order? Grandmaster order? ”

Mistrio asked his son on the left, and then at the greenskin on the right.

"That's right, I've become the Grandmaster of Order"

"I've advanced to the Guardian Magic Sect Master."

After Mister Bama spoke, Xu Zhi followed, acknowledging the fact that he also controlled the Grandmaster's order magic ability.

"Look, that's luck."

With a 1 in 16 chance of both advancing to the Grandmaster Order, and succeeding in the first attempt, Mystrio decided to fully plunge into the Hearts camp.

Looking at the two people in front of him, Mistrio was in a happy mood.

He saw a successor to the kingdom.

also seems to see the hope of his own immortality.

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