Touch~
A slight explosion sounded in the laboratory. Luo Qing looked at the black-rimmed glasses in his hand thoughtfully. Did he add too many things?
Luo Qing thought about it and put on the glasses. The power of evil spirits appeared on his fingertips and lightly touched the frame. In an instant, the perspective in front of him changed.
Black and white has replaced the original colorful world. This is the gaze of evil spirits, which can track and lock enemies and see things that ordinary people cannot see.
Moreover, Luo Qing also used hidden magic to prevent the evil spirit's cold gaze from disturbing others.
Luo Qing moved his fingertips slightly, and a ball of liquid the size of chewing gum flew into the air, and then fell freely.
boom! Buzz~
The explosion flames of the liquid bomb drowned everything, and the sturdy instruments in the laboratory sounded a somewhat harsh alarm, but the next moment, the alchemy energy core exploded with suction, absorbing the energy of the bomb explosion.
The energy core of alchemy is designed to absorb magic and extraordinary energy for charging, and explosives can charge the energy core as long as they are not particularly outrageous.
Therefore, Luo Qing has never been involved in such controllable explosive tests.
After the smoke passed, Luo Qing waved his hand, and the netherworld shield slowly dissipated. These glasses were pretty good. Although they could only recharge the shield once every three days, they were still a good piece of equipment.
After continuing to test the functions of magic such as concealment, detection, contact, etc., Luo Qing nodded with satisfaction. Xiaoyu's birthday is three days away, so this birthday gift should be pretty good.
It seems that Xiaoyu's birthday happens to be Christmas, so it's nice to save Christmas gifts.
Luo Qing couldn't help but smile as he thought about it, but his smile soon disappeared because the Year of Disaster will end in eight days. At that time, it will be regarded as the beginning of a new era, and the demon's resurrection will be unstoppable.
He thought of Curse Lan, and felt a little solemn. Curse Lan would lose in the original memory, all because of his arrogance, and the information Xiaoyu brought in the future was that Curse Lan came back after escaping, and now he has changed so much.
Luo Qing waved his hand, and some star glass fragments were quickly reorganized in a glass machine that shone with blue light, gradually turning into a beautiful box that was transparent and shimmering with stars.
After putting the glasses in and sending them into the evil spirit space, Luo Qing took out the magic book and flipped through it.
After the death of the future demon dragon, the Holy Lord has changed a lot. It seems that his wisdom has also increased a lot. There is a high probability that this growth is brought by the demon dragon.
Even if the past changes a little, the future will be completely different, and the Holy Lord cannot have the advantage of a prophet.
But Ju Lan. Is his arrogance still there?
Tsk tsk
Luo Qing smacked his lips, shook his head, and suppressed his doubts for the first time. He is now different from what he used to be, but he still has a certain degree of confidence.
Luo Qing walked out of the laboratory and looked at the sky. The night had darkened completely at some point. A crescent moon spilled the bright moonlight in from the windows of the castle, stretching his shadow very long.
Luo Qing waved, and the huge black mist spread crazily with him as the center, instantly covering the cliff.
Quack, quack, quack.
The crow's unique cries kept ringing, and he was caught by the black mist in a panic.
Luo Qing thought for a while, then pointed, and a prototype pattern blossomed between his fingers. On the pattern, evil ghosts roared ferociously, and a sense of despair still arose.
The crow struggled more and more violently, and its shrill screams made people feel terrified.
The moment Luo Qing's fingertips touched the center of the crow's brow, the screams suddenly stopped, and its bright red eyes slowly changed, gradually turning into rich pitch black.
Luo Qing let go. The crow in front of him had been completely tamed and stood obediently on his hand.
After thinking about it, Luo Qing returned to the laboratory, turned on various instruments, and began to transform the crow.
The one just now is a master-recognition magic, which is similar to turning a living being into a puppet and can control the mind of the person being cast.
It is the control of the dead over the living, and the enslavement of the weak by the strong.
If that's all, of course it's not enough. What he needs is an overwhelming number of birds. Their strength can be ignored, but the number must be large and the speed must be fast.
The skill of Dark Replication consumes a creature's soul power to copy that creature's body, which is obviously not feasible.
We have to add alchemical technology and alchemical potions. The ultimate transformation of alchemical technology, plus the stability of potions, and finally the replication of magic. This series may have good results.
Time passed slowly, and when a timer started to make a beeping sound, Luo Qing stopped what he was doing.
Looking at the half-modified crow, Luo Qing pressed a button. The operating table-like machine in front of him made a hissing sound, and a transparent glass cover appeared to cover the crow.
Transparent tubes appeared one after another, inserted into the modified parts of the crow, transporting a kind of blue energy.
At this time, there was a buzzing sound, and the indifferent eyes of the Destruction Weapon appeared, staring closely at Luo Qing, as if urging something.
Luo Qing rubbed his eyebrows and said lightly: "I know, I know, what are you urging me to do?"
Walking out of the laboratory, Luo Qing held up the Cup of Life. The clear water inside was already filled with powerful vitality.
With a wave of his hand, one-third of the water of life flew out and floated in mid-air. The remaining Luo Qing fell directly onto the ball floating in mid-air and was quickly absorbed by the weapon of destruction.
After doing this, Luo Qing refilled the cup of life with water, put it back where it was before turning and walking back to the laboratory.
An indifferent gaze behind him stared closely at his back, a strong sense of death was highlighted, and his sense of presence was directly filled.
Luo Qing waved his hand casually and said calmly: "I want to use these, and I will add another cup later. Don't look at it."
The Destruction Weapon paused, its eyes suddenly softened a little, and it slowly disappeared into the void.
Potion of Life develops the effect of Water of Life in another direction.
Simple water of life can temporarily restore youth, but the time limit is three years. After three years, new water of life must be replenished.
Luo Qing simulated it in the mental space, and the life potion directly removed the point of rejuvenation, directly extending the timeliness to fifty years.
There are pros and cons to this kind of preparation. The disadvantage is that you cannot become younger, which means that the existence that drinks the life potion can only linger.
The benefits are obvious. Fifty years of longevity will be credited directly to your account, and the effect is more than ten times better than drinking the water of life directly.
In fact, Luo Qing's current level of alchemy and pharmacy is enough to integrate the vitality of the water of life into a person's origin, which means that he can truly become younger without any so-called timeliness.
But that requires a lot of water of life and a lot of rare materials. If you can prepare it and drink it yourself, there is no need to trade it.
This castrated version is easy to make and use. One-third of the water of life can be used to make a dozen, and it has no effect on the mage, so why not use it.
Moreover, Daolong and Dad are now magisters. Their lifespans have been increased to five hundred years. Although they still look like two old men, their life cycles have not yet passed half.
Especially my father, a magister in his seventies. To be honest, he is already considered young. He still has more than four hundred years to live and there is no need for life potion at all.
As for becoming young, they would not want to, otherwise Daolong would have become a young man long ago.
Thinking about this, Luo Qing started to select materials in a good mood. The crow's ideas had been completely straightened out. When the enemy appeared, they would definitely wail in despair in the storm of crows.
Busyness begins again. As a researcher, it is daily life to keep researching and making things.
What is different from Luo Qing, the researcher, is Xiaoyu. In the early morning of December 24, they ended their trip to Shaolin and returned to Dad's Antique Shop.
Xiaoyu slumped down on the sofa and said desperately: "This is really the most tiring trip in my life, ah. I must sleep all day."
Dad glanced at her and shook his head: "Today's young people are not as strong as dad."
Xiaoyu curled her lips: "Dad, don't try to lie to me. Your life span has now increased to 500. According to the life span of ordinary people, you are still a young man now."
Dad ignored her retort and said directly: "Chen Long, Tru, Xiaoyu, today is Christmas Eve, Dad's antique shop needs to be decorated, hurry up."
"Ah~ why is this like this? I've obviously just come back."
Before Xiaoyu could finish her complaint, the doorbell of the antique store suddenly rang. The four people present paused and turned their attention to the door.
There, a girl with cat ears in black and a white-haired cat-eared loli in a princess dress greeted her with a smile.
"Hey, do you mind if I join you guys?"
Xiaoyu's eyes lit up and she quickly winked at Chen Long: "I don't mind, of course I don't mind, right, Uncle Long."
Chen Long's face turned serious, and just when he was about to refuse, Little Snake said with a smile: "The Cat People have moved. Now Renee and I are the representatives of the Cat People, and we want to come over to discuss some things."
Chen Long paused, looked at his father's face, which was not unhappy, and said helplessly: "Of course. Welcome."
Xiaoyu stood up with a smile, took Renee upstairs, and said at the same time: "Uncle Long, I need to have a good discussion with the cat people on behalf of humans, and I will leave the arrangements to you."
Chen Long looked at the backs of the two girls and opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.
The father glanced at the little snake lightly, turned around and walked towards the magic room: "Chen Long, you can check it out by yourself with Wang Fan's antiques. The father's requirement is that you must receive sufficient remuneration."
"Okay, dad." Chen Long nodded in agreement, with a look of thought in his eyes. Although those antiques were originally from China, they also spent money to obtain them. Naturally, they couldn't give them away for free. He needed to think about how much they would cost. suitable.
"One more thing, the decoration of the antique store cannot be stopped and needs to be accelerated." Dad walked to the door of the magic room and said.
"Okay dad, I get it."
The moment Chen Long finished his answer, the door to the magic room was closed with a bang, showing no intention of helping.
Chen Long looked at the little snake, turned around and walked into the warehouse behind the antique shop.
The Christmas decorations are used every year, and my father will definitely not throw them away after using them once, so he needs to move things. As for the handover of antiques, he and the cat-man thief will wait until the decorations are completed, so there is no rush.
The little snake rolled his eyes, looked at Chen Long's back, and followed him silently.
Dad's antique shop, which was originally quite lively, fell silent in an instant, leaving Tohru alone in a daze holding a broom.
Ring ring ring.
The phone rang. Tru put down the broom and groped around in a panic. After a long time, he finally took out a small key machine from the pocket of his overalls and connected it.
"Hey, Mom, oh, you can't come over this Christmas." Tru nodded a little disappointed: "Okay, I understand, don't worry, sir is very good to me."
High in the sky, Luo Qing looked at this ordinary scene with a smile, thought for a while, turned and left.
Ah Fu had already set off for Shaolin, and he had just finished the experiment and was about to return to the castle, but he just stopped for a while.
To be honest, the effect of this combo skill, named [Crow Storm], exceeded his expectations, and there was still a lot of room for improvement.
Although the ingredients are very complicated, it perfectly makes up for the shortcomings of the move.
Luo Qing flew leisurely in mid-air, raised his hand, and a strange crow with a black body, a metallic luster, and black eyes appeared in his hand.
There are inscriptions all over its feathers. These are the engravings of various curse magics. As long as the clones have sufficient energy, they can activate the magic inscriptions instantly, allowing each avatar to carry curse.
And the most important thing is that the crow's heart was replaced by Luo Qing with an energy core, which normally stores energy. During a fight, the first few waves of bombings did not need to use Luo Qing's evil spirit power at all.
There is also the issue of the power of liquid bombs.
In two days, Luo Qing tested many things and found that it was difficult to increase the damage of explosions. At least it did not cause much damage to high-level enemies.
So Luo Qing simply turned the explosion into an auxiliary means, mainly killing curses, negative status, and alchemical poisons.
Every crow's clone will carry these gadgets when it comes out of the magic circle. I really look forward to being the first one to get this combo.
Recalling a mountain on the border of the United States that was completely corroded into a basin by curses and poisons, Luo Qing had a bright smile on his face.
When he returned to the castle again, he ran to the door of the magic room where Daolong retreated without hesitation, and knocked on the door.
"Master, are you okay? Today is Christmas Eve. You used to come out to have dinner with me." Luo Qing shouted loudly.
Beside him, Gan Wen Cuishan appeared one after another, looking at Luo Qing and feeling speechless.
Sure enough the next moment.
"roll!"
A powerful but extremely clear roar emerged from the magic room, making the entire castle tremble.
Luo Qing (￣▽￣): "I feel relieved when I hear your loud voice. Come out quickly. I'll cook with Gan first."
After saying that, he turned around with a smile, found dragon meat from the pile of materials, cut a half-meter-long, palm-thick piece of dragon meat and handed it to Gan, and then glanced at Wen Cuishan.
The expressions of the three fell down (╯-╰), and they turned around silently, revealing the small flames on their tails.
Luo Qing pushed Gan enthusiastically and said:
"Quickly, go get the cumin, chili sauce and oil, otherwise the old tsundere will really get beaten if the fragrance doesn't entice you."
sweet:
A little today, a thousand tomorrow
(End of chapter)
