Goode sat on the chair and sat for more than ten days, not moving even a step without eating or drinking.
If it weren't for his deep study and obsession with medicinal materials, how could he have the spiritual level medicine refining technique with the cultivation of a great magician.
But it is precisely because of this life-threatening obsession that his lifespan is far shorter than other magicians of the same level.
After pondering for ten days, I tried all the medicinal properties of all the top spiritual herbs in the space ring, but still didn't have much idea.
In the final analysis, it was because the combination of ten rare spiritual herbs was so shocking that even a spiritual alchemist like him felt ashamed.
According to his analysis of the properties of ten spiritual herbs in ancient books over the past ten days, every three of them can be mixed and refined into potions. But in this way, the efficacy of the medicine will be reduced by countless amounts, and it may not even be comparable to the energy that the toxin was dissolved into in the first place.
Goode is finally ready to start refining, and everything depends on his own luck.
Take out three spiritual herbs named Baidingweng, Dongliangkuizi, and Xuexincao from the space ring.
The entire plant of the White-headed Weng grass is covered with white fluff, wrapped in a mysterious purple flower. It looks very strange at first glance. Pagoda itself is non-toxic but its medicinal properties are extremely strong. If it is taken without neutralization, it may burn the internal organs and even cause death.
Snow heart grass can only be seen in cold places, but it is extremely rare. It is also extremely difficult to plant Snow Heart Grass outside the World of Warcraft Forest.
Xuexin herbal medicine has extremely cold properties, which is completely opposite to the medicinal properties of Baidingweng. Its medicinal properties are extremely cold. Within a few breaths of being placed on the table, a layer of white frost formed on the tabletop.
The distance between the two spiritual grasses on the table was less than a foot, but the table became distinct, and a mist curled up in the middle.
Finally, I placed the winter cool sunflower seeds between the two, and the mist disappeared in an instant.
Good wore the gloves he bought with a lot of money. The gloves themselves had a hint of chill in them. They were made from the silk of the sixth-level Warcraft Bingxinhan. They were not afraid of ice, fire or poison. They were the treasures Good brought from the empire and kept at the bottom of the box.
Grind three spiritual grasses into medicinal powder, use mental control to select the same amount of powder and put it into the jade bowl, and finally grind half of the lotus root into powder and add all the powder.
Finally, add clean water, stir evenly, pour it into the medicine cauldron and control the cauldron fire with your mental power to cook.
As long as you understand the properties of the medicine and can control your mental power to the smallest detail, refining medicine is not difficult.
Speaking of which, the analysis of the medicinal properties of spiritual herbs is not as simple as recorded in books. It can only be passed down orally from generation to generation by senior instructors. And mental power control requires a lot of knowledge, otherwise how could the Wind and Fire Principality have a fourth-level alchemist.
This is a lot of time.
When the aroma of medicine came from the medicine cauldron, Goode's face finally became relaxed. If the medicinal fragrance appears, then the potion has been successful, and you only need to care about how effective it can be.
Another half day passed, and only a thin layer of the medicinal liquid remained in the medicine cauldron. He used his mental power to wrap the medicinal liquid and gather it into a pill. Before even naming the pill that Goode had developed, he swallowed it directly.
The pill exudes a strong medicinal fragrance and melts in your mouth. Countless medicinal powers wash over your limbs and bones, constantly attacking the shackles of potential that trouble you.
A smile appeared on Good's face. Under the continuous washing of the medicine, the bottleneck was clearly visible and almost broken.
But before Goode could be happy for a long time, the medicinal power disappeared as if it lacked stamina, but the bottleneck still persisted.
If the bottleneck is not broken, the only one who will be heartbroken is Gu
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Virtue.
After six years of adventure, I encountered two great opportunities. I narrowly escaped death and obtained these spiritual herbs, but in the end it was all in vain.
At this moment, Goode instantly felt that he was old, and his strong back was bent, and he no longer had the slightest trace of the nine-star peak magician's spirit-level alchemist.
I can already feel that my end is approaching. The injuries sustained during these six years of adventure have shortened my lifespan a lot. The painstaking thinking over the past ten days has been even more exhausting.
Maybe he only has less than ten years left.
Good stood up and dusted off his robes, and looked at the geographical map of Lingxu Continent hanging on the wall behind him. Looking towards the point marked as the Holy Law Empire, his eyes were full of nostalgia.
There is a sect in the far north, which is extremely powerful.
It occupies dozens of energy-rich peaks, and each peak has its own sect and faction with different strengths. But there is another mountain on the outermost edge whose energy has become so thin that it is no different from the outside world.
There is a solitary grave waiting for him on the top of the mountain. He has not been back for decades. He doesn't know if that mountain has been occupied by others, but no one is likely to appreciate that kind of inferior mountain.
The owner of the tomb was Gude's master, and he was buried on the top of the mountain by Gude after his death.
When I was in the empire, I would help clean up the tomb and serve wine and food every year on the death anniversary. But since I was ostracized and had no choice but to travel far away in search of opportunities, I wonder if there will be any younger people who will go up and clear the weeds at the tomb.
I'm afraid that the easy-to-grow weeds in front of the tomb are as tall as myself, covering up the tomb.
At some point, Gude's old eyes turned red, and two tears fell slowly. After all, he could not bear the burden of reviving the lineage, and he was sorry for the high hopes placed on him by his master.
As the top sect in the Holy Law Empire, there are several spirit-level elders sitting on each peak, and their strength is greater than that of the entire Wind and Fire Principality.
Only Gude's lineage has withered away, and his master is no more than a peak mage, relying solely on his status as a spiritual alchemist to support his lineage. However, almost all the resources of his own lineage were divided up by other lines, and the upper echelons of the sect were also happy to see the struggle between the factions.
But as a result, talents continued to wither, and in his generation, Master only had Gude as his disciple. When he was young, Gude's talent in alchemy was quite good, and his magic practice had not fallen behind. He was not as good as those talented people in the sect.
But after Goode stepped into the Grand Magician, his practice speed suddenly slowed down, and even progress became extremely difficult. The master told Goode that his potential had been exhausted.
So Goode began to painstakingly study the art of alchemy, but it was not until he was sixty years old that he exhausted all his energy and became a sixth-level alchemist. However, his master was already old.
The master passed away not long after, and Gude, who was no more powerful than a great magician, could no longer support his lineage on his own.
After being constantly squeezed and squeezed out by other factions, Goode had no choice but to travel far away.
More than forty years ago, he entered the spiritual level through refining medicine and was supposed to go back. But his cultivation had not yet reached the level of a magister, so he finally gave up.
Even if he returned to the sect with such a level of cultivation, it would be difficult to even support the operation of the lineage, let alone revive the lineage.
Maybe I will never go back in this life. The only thing I can't let go of is that lonely grave.
Wiping away the tears that had fallen to the corner of her mouth, all that was left in her eyes was determination.
Then let yourself do your best for the Principality of Wind and Fire, teach some alchemy skills, and let yourself be a part of the Principality of Wind and Fire.
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Handed down.
Good, who was already extremely old, turned around, cleared away the things on the table, and then walked out of the door.
As soon as he opened the door, Good saw a girl standing in front of the door. Before he could react, a girl in blue swooped over and hugged him.
Who could the girl be if she wasn't Yudie?
The girl who doesn't know where her home is has always regarded this place as her home.
After every year's vacation, Yudie would spend the New Year's Eve alone here. Only Sun Wan would bring some specialties from home to accompany Yudie after the New Year's Eve until school started.
Goode touched Yudie's head, with a smile on his face like the spring breeze. This was the nostalgia that he couldn't let go of.
Looking at Yudie who was so excited that she was crying, Good patted Yudie on the back and said kindly, "Stop crying, you are so old and you are still crying like a child. Grandpa is not alive anymore, and he will never leave again." .”
In recent years, at the First Magic Academy, she has been able to dominate the academy with her own strength alone, beating up the little bully who makes boys dare not look at her secretly.
After seeing Goode, she instantly transformed back into the little girl who held on to Goode's clothes in the market and didn't dare to let go. She walked onto the talent testing platform and turned around every step of the way.
She is no longer the ignorant girl she once was. She has seen a lot of human kindness during her time alone. After hearing Goode's words, she cried even more sadly.
"Grandpa, please don't leave. I'm going to find you the treasures of heaven and earth that can increase your lifespan. I'm going to get you the spiritual grasses and fruits that increase your potential. Brother Yiran will also help me."
Yudie cried so much that Lihua Daiyu was in grief, and hugged Gude tightly, fearing that she would lose her only relative in the next second.
Gude's words that he would never leave again let Yudie know that his adventures over the years had not yielded much, and that he had not long left.
We will never leave again this time, but we will be separated forever in the near future.
Yudie hugged Gude tightly. No matter how Gude comforted her, Yudie was just like the timid girl she was before, crying endlessly.
She sobbed softly and said, "Grandpa Gude, don't worry. Yudie is already a six-star magician, and her alchemy skills have already reached the fourth level."
"I will work harder. Give me another five years and I will be able to break through the Magister. I will go to the Jedi to find heavenly materials and treasures for you."
"Brother Yiran is even stronger. She was able to defeat a monster who became a one-star martial artist five years ago. Now she is absolutely powerful and unimaginable."
Speaking of Yiran's power, Yudie immediately became excited, and then became disappointed again.
"But brother Yiran hasn't come back for five years."
Good was already sad in his heart, and was even more infected by Yudie's emotions, crying together with Yudie in his arms.
But when she heard Yudie say that she already had the cultivation of a six-star magician and the fourth-level alchemy skills, she couldn't help but be stunned, and some hope seemed to rise in her heart.
When he heard Yudie say that Yiran could defeat the martial artist five years ago, he was even more shocked.
The dream of reviving his own lineage, which had just turned into ashes, seems to have turned around again, and everything passed down by the master seems to have a chance to continue.
Good comforted the sad Yudie and talked to her about his past, his master and the distant Holy Law Empire.
Finally, he asked Yudie if he was willing to go to the empire and return to the sect for him to revive his own lineage.
On this day, the old and the young went all the way north to the distant Holy Law Empire.
On this day, a young man in plain clothes with a wooden sword on his waist walked out of the Jedi, and flew towards Fenghuo City with his sword.
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