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Chapter 416 The truth does not distinguish between regions (monthly ticket 100

"Well, suppose you have a magic stone no matter what method you use, then you go find a bottle and fill it with about half a liter of wine, preferably above 75 degrees, soak it for about a month, and then drink it." Flammel said with a smile: "I personally like to add some spices to improve the taste. I have also seen you Chinese add tree roots and grass roots to soak snakes or tiger bones. It doesn't matter, it doesn't affect the effect. The most difficult thing is to make magic stones. After all, I'm not that easy to kill, and naturally it's not that easy to cheat. I've been to the East, where there is a method of alchemy that is specifically used to kill yourself, and then you can become the same age as nature and don't need magic stones. It's really amazing. You should go back to learn, instead of asking here. After all, I've just made a magic stone, and there are many more successful people in the East."

Take magic stones to soak in medicinal wine and drink them to be immortal? Just looking at this step, this is simply the most funny way to immortality. But one thing Flamer is right. The most difficult thing is to make magic stones, and how to kill himself. Zhao Mai thought about it according to the words of this old French man. It is probably that the "alchemist" he met in the East is actually a Taoist practitioner, and it is very likely that he practices alchemy. As for the method of killing himself, perhaps "killing the three corpses"? That is, killing three corpses of Peng Hou, Peng Zhi and Peng Jiao, or conceptualizing it as good corpses, evil corpses and his own corpses. It is estimated that Flamer must be covered with clouds when listening to Taoism, so there is a misunderstanding among them. Consider the "corpse" as a corpse, and then form a set of "suicide" methods according to his own theory.

"Kill yourself and then live, there is no reason." Grindelwald shook his head: "If you want to exchange your lives, why not exchange other people's lives on yourself and not die through murder?"

Everyone else in the room twitched nervously, as if they were very resistant to this topic. However, Old Flammel just smiled slightly: "You are worthy of being the black magician who can be expelled from the school. The dabbling is indeed extensive and profound. Yes, there is a magic method that creates a solid container by murdering and splitting the soul, and leaves a power that can restore your soul. If you die, the soul will slowly recover, and you just need to find a new body at this time. This method is nothing strange. In the past, a mage used this method to make a life box and become a lich. It is just that becoming an undead will change a person's soul, and using the method of murdering other people's souls, the harm of becoming an undead can be transferred out and added to the killed soul to ensure that your will is still intact. It is an improvement in effect, but in terms of means, it becomes more cruel and evil."

The middle-aged Flammel, who had been silent, finally spoke, "Barbara, these things are not suitable for you to hear. Dad will perform the technique of forgetting after a while. The knowledge of these black magic will seduce immature minds, without firm belief and absolute self-control, studying black magic will lead to madness and paranoia. You are not yet at the time to learn these things."

Barbara pursed her mouth, looking very dissatisfied. She pointed at Zhao Mai: "Black magic is also a spell, but why can he listen? He is also a student of Hogwarts."

"Black magic is indeed just magic, and the spell for making the Horcrux is just a spell. You are right." Old Flammel said with a smile: "But your father is right. When you don't have enough knowledge and mental preparation, you should not get in touch with these things too early. When you were a child, I could give you sneezing and itchy medicine, but I wouldn't give you mortal poison. Although both are in bottles, there is no difference from the outside. There is no exact same substance and situation in this world, how can you easily generalize? Only fools think that everything is equally ridiculous. And as for these two people, they are not surnamed Flammel, why should I worry?"

For this last sentence, Grindelwald applauded three times, and then looked at Zhao Mai with a smile. Zhao Mai certainly knew that the problems that immortality would bring. The undead and elementalization would gradually erase the mind, while Wadsworth's plantization made him unaware of who he is. Another example of immortality is the Wolverine Logan, who has not yet "Kingaron". Because of his powerful self-healing and regeneration recovery ability, he was cursed by the natural force at all times, and he could easily fall into emotional problems. Fortunately, he had not illuminated gamma rays, otherwise he would be a "green werewolf" who was always in rage.

It is said that God can live forever, but Zhao Mai has never seen a God in full state with his own eyes. Neither the female paladin Heroul, possessed by Iomede, nor the Wonder Woman Diana, can be regarded as gods. At present, all gods have their own responsibilities, to some extent, and will even be gradually affected by their duties, just like the mind of the lich wizard will be gradually worn out, so there must be some shortcomings. But why does the old man seem to have no problem? What kind of state is he? Is he transcendent?

No, the old man also said that if he cannot develop and progress, he will actually "death". Perhaps this death is different from what ordinary people understand, and it is just a pursuit and expectation of self-worth. Zhao Mai pondered it all over the world, and it seemed that there was no perfect method of immortality.

"Okay, I only have one last question left." Zhao Mai exhaled a long sigh. "What is the relationship between Gaia Stone and the Philosopher's Stone?"

Old Flamer suddenly straightened his body and stared at Zhao Mai. His right index finger kept knocking on the wooden armrest of the wheelchair, making a dull sound. Zhao Mai was startled and immediately became alert, fearing that he would be attacked by the manor's magic in the next second or teleported to some strange place. Fortunately, Old Flamer slowly relaxed, sat back in the back of the chair, and lowered his head to ponder for a while.

"The Gaia Stone is something in mythology, a treasure mined by the gods from the far away of the starry sky and deep underground, where mortals cannot reach, a gadget on the twenty sides, but it contains life and death, existence and destruction. The power of beginning and end is what I read in the book given to me by the angels." Flammel said: "The Gaia Stone can be made, but only special existence can be made. I am special, but not special enough, so I created one, that is, the Philosopher's Stone. I deliberately changed its name to the Philosopher's Stone to avoid the association caused by the Gaia Stone. But yes, there is no difference between the two."

He looked at Zhao Mai, paused for a few seconds and suddenly asked, "Child, what's your name?"

"McRon Roar."

"Okay, Mike Long Roar, you can ask the question of Gaia's Stone, which means you are close to the core secret of the Magic Stone. If one day you see the Magic Stone, or Gaia's Stone, or the Sage's Stone, or the Stone of Eternal Life, don't care about the name, but any method and spell of the immortal medicine is made, as long as you cast it, you will kill yourself. So until my wife and I are about to die, I muster up the courage to try. If you don't really live well under the threat of death, immortality is just torture for you."
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