In an underground chamber at Oakmos Castle, Iren sat cross-legged in the middle of the chamber.

Underneath him is a huge circle depicted with an object on each of the twenty-seven symbolic motifs, including precious stones, daggers, gold cups, wood, and flowers......

In front of him, on the pattern of a portal was a bottle made of empty crystals, and inside was a crystal red liquid.

This is the Philosopher's Stone.

The empty crystal is the best conduction of mana, but it is also the best insulator, its structure is very special, it needs to be disrupted in a specific way before it can reverse the effect, and no spiritual power and magic power can leak out of it before.

Eren stretched out his right hand and tapped his index finger on the empty crystal, and the spiritual power pulled the magic power to the empty crystal, fluctuating according to a specific frequency.

"Fullness, Weakness, Eclipse ......"

He sang softly, as if muttering, making it impossible to hear the specific words, but as if singing, with an indescribable melody.

The empty crystal gradually attached a layer of silver glow.

When Eren withdrew his hand, the Philosopher's Stone in the empty crystal bottle became entangled, and the red light rendered the empty crystal, illuminating the entire room.

Iren's right hand rose together, raised his left hand, and his right hand slashed through his left wrist like a knife, blood gushing out and spilling onto the ground.

"The Invisible One is attached to the visible exorcism, the visible light shines on the visible void, all that is nothing, all is full, all is demanding, and the seven sins and seven virtues of man's heart are reflected in this ......"

Iren chanted again, red light and blood converging, and then flowing along the circle.

The entire chamber was filled with red light.

Iron's flat voice never stopped.

"Use my bone nirvana as a spiritual puppet, and bury the pain of flesh and blood deep as a guide to the high spirit."

Click!

He slammed off his left hand with his right hand, but there was only a faint fluctuation on his face, which was the traction of the sublimation of the spiritual flesh with pain.

The magic that filled the entire chamber began to tremble, and the invisible air began to distort, causing ripples in layers.

There was a rusty smell in the air, but it did not carry the smell of iron, but there was a clear feeling, and when you sniffed it, it was like a piece of cold iron in the snow, which was a manifestation of the soul breath, representing the success of the ceremony.

The world before him blurred, the circle and the red light seemed to fade slowly, and his senses seemed to be divided into two parts.

as on it, and as under it.

It was as if the soul had floated upwards into an unknown realm, surrounded by a white expanse, and nothing else, and it seemed to be still sitting in place.

"Imaginary ......"

He instinctively comprehended, and suddenly understood why the disciple of the Sage Lilin during the Second Dynasty, Master Amos, would call this place the core of the world.

There seems to be nothing here, but there seems to be everything.

This space seems to be a place of chaos, where the inner world meets the surface of the world, where magic is born.

"Magic, is it the fusion of body and soul in the world?"

He thought so, but he knew that it was impossible for a mortal's soul and body to merge to give birth to magic, because the mortal soul and body were both the surface of the world, and they did not cover the rules, but ...... What about the gods?

He vaguely grasped something, but before he could think about it, he felt his consciousness blur, as if he was about to forget everything.

[All memories and senses will pass, and in front of the world, everything is very small, so we must constantly strengthen ourselves, and have our own perspective on the world, that is, have a firm concept]

By the way, I have to substitute myself into it, and I have to have my own will......

Time passes little by little......

Eren felt as if thousands of years had passed, but he seemed to have another sense, a perspective that indifferently watched himself gradually sink in this space.

Idea?

He really needs an idea, but the so-called idea is just a choice for man in the world.

What's so hard about it?

Maybe Yi Lun himself doesn't know what a determined person he is, Lu Shen in his previous life was like this, every decision, the outside world is not the main factor, and his attitude will completely change because of his own choice.

He was in complete control of himself, a terrifying self-control.

But because of his nature, he longed for things that surprised him and curious.

If there is no accident, maybe Iren himself will never find out, because he already takes this for granted, but inexplicably entered this state of observing himself, but he suddenly recognized himself.

In the vast white world, a voice that seemed calm but seemed to suppress a smile sounded.

"I'm trying to be in control, and I want to do something new and exciting."

"Hold the present in your hands, look ahead, live because of me, live because of the future!"

"What a fun thing it is for me to pursue everything and control everything, and isn't that enough of a reason for me to exist?"

"Well, let's stop here."

The white world dissipated like a hazy mist, and when Eren came back to his senses, he was once again a dim chamber.

The circle below him was also lit up red, and it seemed that nothing had begun.

But the twenty-seven symbolic patterns on the circle have all become mutilated, and the objects placed on them have all turned into a pile of white ashes.

Even on the portal pattern in front of Iren, there were only some empty crystal fragments left, and the Philosopher's Stone was gone.

It's like a dream, but it's different after all.

The second order, the star seed, he already is.

Iren raised his twisted left hand, and suddenly a surge of power surged from his body to the wound.

Click! Click!

The left hand was automatically aligned, and the protruding bone spurs and wounds that were almost completely twisted were also automatically restored, and it was only two breaths that were intact.

After moving his left hand and finding that there was only a faint pain, Iren felt some satisfaction in his heart.

It's a nice feeling to have your own magic.

Now, regardless of the rest, the continuation of the battle alone has been greatly enhanced.

But in fact, this is Yi Lun's art master bold, ordinary transcendents, even if some ranks are higher than Yi Lun, at most they use magic to close wounds, restore some dislocations, and no matter how meticulous the operation, they don't dare to use it in battle at all, and they won't even use magic to forcibly heal at all.

This is because this requires the careful manipulation of flesh and blood with magic power, and if it is not good, it is easy to get hurt and injured, not to mention novices who have just awakened their magic powers, and even closing too large wounds is an act of self-harm.

But Ellen is different.

He has the future world, the second-order limit mage Aven. Comor's knowledge and experience have his excellent use of magic, which is a skill that few people can match in this day and age without worrying about the consumption of magic power.

Moreover, Yilun's grandfather in his previous life was a Chinese medicine practitioner who taught him this aspect since he was a child, and he studied anatomy in medical school because of curiosity.

That's why this kind of physical restoration, which can be said to be incredible, can be completed.