Meng Yi was unable to accurately describe his feelings at that moment.
When he successfully gained control of the [Potion] and [Craftsman] powers, the hypothesis that originated from the [Ritual] powers was thus validated.
The five powers had indeed merged into one within him.
The newly created authority cannot be called "wisdom"—no, no, no, it encompasses "wisdom," yet it is not merely "wisdom."
A series of "civilization" scrolls unfolded above his head and behind him, outlining various vague yet exceptionally clear epic scenes on a spiritual level.
That was during the era of slash-and-burn agriculture, when humans feared and ignorantly imitated the mysterious phenomena of nature; it was a time of large-scale, ancient, primitive sacrifices and frenzied witchcraft dances…
That was a prophet, dark-skinned and robust, striding through the dense forest, tasting hundreds of herbs, searching for the secrets of healing…
That was a workshop filled with the clanging and sparks flying, where one perfect work of art after another was being crafted amidst this powerful scene.
Those were the voices of philosophers and scientists, their wise eyes seeing through ignorance, and no truth in the world could escape their gaze.
These things were passed down from generation to generation, and eventually, one modern factory after another sprang up, and libraries, universities, and research centers emerged one after another.
The act of tasting herbs was instantly replaced by the most advanced "gene harmonization" technology in the Mingjing Laboratory. The ignorant ritual quickly turned into the uniform reading voices in the school and the celebration in front of the magnificent auditorium.
These complex and ever-changing images surrounded Meng Yi, then transformed into streams of light that entered his body.
A sudden realization dawned on Meng Yi: the combined [Authority] represented "Wisdom," "Civilization," "Inheritance," and "Humanity"...
At the same time, he also gained a clearer understanding of the "extraordinary path" he possessed.
It turns out that the extraordinary paths represented by those with divine favor are all incomplete.
Just like... the gods they correspond to are incomplete gods, and can only be called false gods.
This is not a derogatory term, but a fact.
for real…
Meng Yi raised an eyebrow slightly. "Heh... let's just call it the 'wisdom' approach."
The true path to wisdom, the "transcendent," is not simply that of a "scholar" or a "pharmacist," but rather a fusion of five elements...
However, they have different proportions and combinations in different grades, and are not necessarily "five equal parts", but are more complex and varied.
For example, the ninth rank...
Among the ninth-order wisdom pathways, "craftsmen" and "pharmacies" account for almost none, "rituals" and "mechanics" are also relatively few, while "true vision" accounts for the highest proportion.
Ah... at this point, it doesn't seem like there's much of a problem calling him a "debunker of illusions".
Meng Yi let out a soft chuckle.
No wonder that after the divine grace of "dividing" Cen Qiyun and the others was bestowed upon them, no special changes occurred.
It only created the five paths of divine grace.
The "ratio" is incorrect.
However, this would make those who transcend through the path of wisdom quite complex.
They are passionate about learning and research, and are even willing to transform themselves into machines or personally test drugs.
At this point, the tendency to keep secrets and looking down on others' intelligence are no longer major problems. In any case, their emotions will gradually fade away, leaving only curiosity and a "desire to explore."
Meng Yi briefly imagined the performance of those with the "wisdom" pathway and couldn't help but gasp in astonishment.
The art style of the truly "extraordinary" is even more unique than that of the "divinely blessed."
Furthermore, this change cannot be suppressed by oneself; it can only be changed through faith at higher levels.
This is considered good; the "group" on the "Good Sister" side is even stranger.
Excited, with distorted flesh and blood, obsessed with killing, embracing death, and fond of collecting "trophies"—the very image of a terrorist.
However, is the "group" that "Good Sisters" mentioned likely to work out? I haven't figured that out myself...
Meng Yi muttered to himself as he looked at the Goddess of Nature, then his expression froze.
Where did that tree go?
High in the sky, only the illusory form of the goddess of nature remained.
Could it be that "Good Sister's" true form has changed? Has a more powerful [authority] altered her mode of existence?
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