"A dragon crystal brings the wisdom and inheritance of the dragon."

"Ancient bloodlines sing in crystals, sad stone dragonborn, died prematurely before they matured, you should be full of resentment."

An ordinary crystal, the moment it was thrown into the cauldron, it shone with a brilliant milky white luster.

It seems that bystanders can see that there is a dragon-like ghost hovering in it, it tries to escape, but it is entangled and entangled by the "impurities" in the pot.

I will give you a new lease of life, even if you are no longer you."

In the end, it could only be helplessly dragged into the pot and integrated into this cauldron of life that was constantly merging and splitting.

At the last moment, it even stared at Lu Ping'an, and then fell into silence, completely dissolving.

"Is this a ritual? Haven't heard of it. ”

"Seems to be a call? By shouting out the essence of the material, maximizing its properties? ”

The people around were talking, and they obviously didn't expect Lu Ping'an to have this hand. In fact, Lu Ping'an himself doesn't know.

He just felt that he could change something through "words", so that the birth of the new life was more suitable for his desires, and the chaotic "primordial life" in the cauldron was more inclined to evolve in the direction of his desires.

The "name" mentioned in Lu Ping'an's mantra is occultly meaningful, it is the coordinates of an individual in the multiverse, and at the same time, it also implies its entirety.

"With just one hand, the effect of the material can be increased by several notches, and it can also specify the specific properties of the activated material." Miss Masturbation and Miss Rou looked greedy, and made up their minds to find a way to study safely afterwards.

However, Lu Ping'an only follows his instincts, and I am afraid that he can't teach people.

"The bloodline of a legendary dragon warrior, a record of his ancestors and his courage and fighting"

The blood of the big pipe was thrown into it, and it was a gift from Ms. Jiang, a rule-level dragonborn.

This time, Lu Ping'an could not summon his soul, but he could borrow his name and give it a new meaning.

"His minions are a symbol of his martial arts and life, and he will give new life glory with courage, indomitable will, and invincible dragon minions."

"Newborn who inherited his bloodline, you are a descendant of a legendary warrior, and he and I bless you to get everything from him, his courage, his fighting wisdom, and his bloodline talent."

Wang Xi'er, who came to chat with Lu Ping'an privately, was also invited to watch the ceremony, but at this moment, her face was full of surprise and uneasiness.

She was frightened, she really didn't expect Lu Ping'an to have such outrageous attainments in the field of beast taming (healer), isn't he a gardener?

But what worries and even regrets is the unknown effect of the ritual in front of you.

If Ms. Jiang knew all this, she would definitely not give him blood and nails casually."

Although Wang Xi'er can't understand everything in front of her, just looking at the situation is definitely not simple. Perhaps, this is a curse, which makes General Jiang Hei and the beast in front of him inexplicably become "blood relatives".

Not to mention anything else, it's just that there is an inexplicable extra "good child", who can easily accept it.

Looking at the dragon materials that were boiling and mixed together, Lu Ping'an nodded with satisfaction.

This time, Lu Ping'an did not simply divide it into "the core of wisdom", "the foundation of flesh and bones", and "the essence of blood", and then put it together by itself.

This time, he used a "cauldron" to boil, which is not only a physical fusion, but at the same time, it is also a simulation of the "reality" he has seen, and also a simulation of the "chaos" of the birth of life from one side.

There are too many uncertainties, unknown materials represent unknown possibilities, and all Lu Ping'an can do is to guide.

Guide destiny to develop in the part of its own narrative, and guide the newborn to evolve towards its own desires.

Under his "Spirit of Words", most of these dragon materials should become part of the "Core of Wisdom".

The "blessings" of the upper bloodline and the Creator will give it innate wisdom and spirituality. In this regard, it is too reluctant to count on a giant tortoise from an artificial giant beast.

The cauldron of chaos is pregnant with life, and the darkness and pollution that spreads around it make people suspect that it is not a steel cauldron that Lu Ping'an casually pinched, but a real forbidden item. In fact, in the rule of Lu Ping'an, it has been, and is becoming more powerful.

"The dragon material constitutes the core of wisdom, and the flesh and blood of the dragon turtle, the bones of the ancient beasts, and the bone slime have become the basis of its flesh and bones. More fluids are also needed, representing the source of blood that flows and works. ”

Lu Ping'an pondered, and then snapped his fingers.

A large amount of ore is put into it, which is the "spiral stone" that has just been harvested, and at the same time, it is also the "liquid" that Lu Ping'an desires, representing the medium of transformation and operation.

One by one, the stones smashed into it, and it didn't make much splash, and the cauldron that should theoretically have been filled in an instant, but at the moment it did not have the slightest tendency to overflow.

It's as if these things are put into it, and they melt away.

"My child, my half, my continuation."

Lu Ping'an's voice was a little hoarse, and every word carried an unconcealable tiredness.

He felt that this time the "call for names" was a little too difficult.

But that's the finishing touch, and he has to stick to it.

"I, your Creator, your parents, and your master, grant you three blessings."

The chaotic liquid surfaced, and one by one the eyeballs suddenly opened, densely divided into horror. Most of the bystanders hurriedly retreated, feeling that their pollution had overflowed.

"The first blessing, you will not be bound by form, why should life have a fixed body and posture, how can life be such an inconvenient thing."

At this moment, Lu Ping'an's mind recalled the essence of "Perpetual Spirits", and he was giving his "cognition" to this newborn.

Like most parents, he bestowed his most valuable "possessions" and "blessings" on his newborns.

At the moment when he said, "Why does life have a fixed form?", a large amount of flesh and blood essence evaporated on the ground, as if it had disappeared without a trace.

But in the boiling part of the pot, there is a "vacant" open space, as if something is still coming from, but you can't observe.

And in Lu Ping'an's "True Eye", a spirit between reality and illusion is slowly moving and waking up.

The second blessing is that there is a wonderful power in your blood, and you will switch between 'energy (spirit)' and 'matter' at will. Ahem. ”

Using "spiral stones" for blood and "god bones" for flesh and bone is for this.

Lu Ping'an gave the newborn the outrageous characteristics of the transformation of "kinetic energy" and "heat energy" of the spiral stone, reversed the random uncertainty with his own will, and finalized the "characteristic" entry for it.

The two blessings, connected to each other, together constitute the "basic logic" of this life.

When he said this, Lu Ping'an couldn't suppress his mouth and vomited blood, and the blood dripped directly into the pot, and the cauldron boiled.

At this moment, Lu Ping'an showed joy.

Because in his "eyes", this creature has a more realistic outline.

It was a giant beast lurking in the shadows half-body, it switched between shadows and entities from time to time, and when Lu Ping'an's blood "happened" to drip into the cauldron, the ghost eye containing starlight was more human.

It, or he, or she, is thinking, hesitating, trying to understand.

At this time, Lu Ping'an tried to recite the third blessing, but found that it was difficult for him to speak again.

He knew that he had reached his limit, and that the third blessing might not be completed.

The original blessing was "You are my weapon and have unlimited growth in the world of professionals".

Lu Ping'an tried to speak, but couldn't say a word. This is not only the limit of his abilities, but also because the "rules" do not allow such a complete creature to exist.

Or, it is the existing creator and materials that cannot shape a perfect creature that has both a "perfect natural body" and a "professional growth".

Can you only give up a part? The rest, let's make it up later. ”

After thinking about it for a while, Lu Ping'an made a choice and added "half a blessing".

The third blessing, you, will be the blade of my infinite growth."

This time, blood gushed out, and the pot boiled completely, and a large amount of black mist appeared and dispersed.

Soon, a light blue egg finally surfaced, and at this moment, everyone felt inexplicable fear and uneasiness.

They looked up, and it seemed that in all directions, there was a giant beast looking at everyone, no, everyone should be wrapped in it.

There is its flesh everywhere in the front and back of the left, but if you look closely, there is nothing.

When I looked up, I noticed the two rounds of vertical pupils pregnant with starlight.

It's, perhaps, a snake.

No one can see its specific posture clearly, and can only guess with a rough outline.

The one-horned serpent lay there, its flesh somewhere between reality and illusion, filled with starlight, blood, and shadows, a chaos and an illusion.

Among its "flesh", there is only a bony ghost face on the face, which is an obvious physical structure.

But when it looks at you silently, it is like an indifferent ghost in a shadowy hell.

At this time, it appears and disappears, as if it exists, sometimes like a tangled wall, sometimes like an illusory collective illusion.

It seems that it is just lying there, and its slender body is entwined, as if it were eternal.

It looks at you, just silently, as if waiting for your death

"You, do you see that?"

"Well, I seem to see it, but I don't seem to have it."

And when everyone was inexplicably surprised, everything returned to normal.

The serpent, gone.

The strange feeling of being watched, the fear of being threatened by the biological instinct, and even the ubiquitous coldness all disappeared without a trace in the next moment.

Looking at the big sun in the sky, it seems that it was just a dream before.

It's just that the egg in Lu Ping'an's hand is extremely real.

"Oh, you said your name was 'Ah Jiu', what a good name."

Lu Ping'an touched the little egg and muttered to himself.

(End of chapter)