Chapter 188 Efficient
“What a pity...”
Jilan looked at the small potion tube in front of him and felt a little regretful.
Because according to the original four main ingredients, 25 magic potions can theoretically be refined.
But during one of the refining processes, he was a little careless and accidentally added a little less salt. As a result, the ingredients of the whole cup of potion could not be fully integrated, and finally turned into a cup of blackened fishy waste. liquid.
This was also an omission discovered after reviewing the entire process after the refining failed. Gilan felt very sad about this. After all, the total loss of materials was equivalent to more than 400 Caesars, and it was so easily wasted.
“Without enough experience, it is normal to cause losses.”
Gilan tried to comfort himself.
Five times of refining, only one failure occurred, which is considered a very good result.
“Based on this estimate, the cost of a ‘wick potion’ is probably between 80 Caesars and 100 Caesars.”
Gilan played with a potion and thought.
"Perhaps, I can earn a small amount of profit from the 'Midnight Rose' by selling 'Wick Potion' and 'Green Gunpowder' to maintain expenses."
Although there are many secrets inside this ancient esoteric sect. , all are some big alchemists, but these two alchemy products belong to Shabotai Louis' unique formula and cannot be copied by others.
So they should have their unique value.
Jilan thought, "Midnight Rose" has no shortage of mysterious raw materials. He can buy them continuously, then refine the finished products of gunpowder and magic potion, and then sell them.
You can make money and practice your skills at the same time.
This is a good thing that kills two birds with one stone.
The remaining part can also feed itself back, always preparing "green gunpowder" for combat and "wick magic potion" for practice.
'But there is a premise. I have to increase the refining efficiency, otherwise the losses will not be enough to recover the cost...'
Jilan secretly said.
Then, he raised his hand and flicked it on the table.
The colorful twisted light squirmed, and most of the row of "wick potions" disappeared, all of which were stored in the dimensional space.
Leave one behind.
Jilan picked up the potion and sat on the edge of the bed.
Boom!
He uncorked the bottle, took a deep breath, and drank.
Gulu.
The taste of the wick potion is not like its sweet aroma. Instead, it irritates your nose and throat, like the worst quality spirits, and like disgusting water. It's hard to put it into words.
Jilan suppressed nausea and frowned slightly.
He closed his eyes and immediately started practicing.
Empty your mind and absorb the elements of the universe around you.
This time the situation is really different.
After drinking the magic potion, the scene under the spiritual vision became very different.
In the room, the four kinds of particles were originally floating leisurely and comfortably, but they were suddenly attracted by something and swarmed towards Jilan.
Not only the fire element that fits his spirituality, but also all elements including water, wind, and earth, all came over.
His body is like a candle in the dark night, with inexplicable attraction, and like a bottomless vortex on the sea floor, forcibly dragging the surrounding elements.
It’s not even limited to the room.
The sky outside the window farther away, the living room and bathroom, the apartment next door, and even upstairs and downstairs...
It is like a circle with Jilan as the center, which has expanded several times. Then drag all the cosmic elements in this range over.
‘This... is a lot! ’
Ji Lan couldn't help but be shocked after observing through his spiritual vision.
Countless light spots flashed and danced "excitingly" in front of me.
It was as if I had fallen into a sea of four colors.
But his spirituality seems to have its own "barrier", which automatically filters out the three-color particles except the scarlet light spots. No matter how furious they are, it doesn't help.
Only the fire element entered Jilan's body happily and triumphantly.
The quantity of these elements is very exaggerated. According to Jilan's previous practice standards, it may only take a few breaths to meet the amount of one day, which will cause the spirit to fall into "weakness" and be unable to continue.
But the "wick potion" is strong in that it can not only attract more elements, but also forcibly increase Jilan's spiritual tolerance.
In addition, last time in the Black Castle in my dream, I was invited by the wheelchair girl Torina and drank a pot of "Yelan" scented tea.
Jilan feels that he is still absorbing, but his spirituality is still not tired.
On the contrary, he is always in a state of "hungry" and "excited", and he will not refuse the influx of fire elements.
Ten minutes passed like this.
Jilan suddenly opened his eyes.
"Huh..." He exhaled a long breath, his eyes deep and lively. "The spirit has finally fallen into fatigue and cannot absorb more today."
Using spiritual vision to observe his own situation, he was surprised.
The red body outline has become darker and much darker!
‘This is almost equivalent to a month of hard training! ’
Jilan secretly shouted something powerful.
The wick potion is worthy of the secret cultivation medicine that Shabotai spent his whole life studying alchemy and developed. After taking it, your own absorption efficiency of cosmic elements is greatly improved. Ji Lan believed that there must be other magical potions in the mysterious field that assist in practice, but the "wick potion" is definitely not bad if it is placed in it.
'Moreover, the effect of the potion has not faded, and it feels like it can last for two to three days... Although the effect of the potion will decrease sharply, it is much better than practicing hard on your own. ! ’
Generally speaking, the full effect of a "wick potion" is enough to be worth nearly two months of practice.
This also makes Jilan confident that he will complete the second spiritual dyeing in the near future.
"Then next time you communicate with White Sage, let's ask him about the 'secret' about the path to the Sword of the Furnace and the Level 2 Prime 'Actor'."
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North Muse, No. 4 Theo Street, Manor of Earl Farhan.
In the study on the second floor of the manor villa.
Two men, one middle-aged and one elderly, were sitting across the coffee table.
It’s just that the scene is a bit quiet and depressing.
"Why did you come back suddenly?" Lord Ramon smoked a cigar and said expressionlessly. "Didn't you say that you won't be able to return to the capital within half a year?"
"Smoking less tobacco is not good for your health."
The old man glanced at the blond middle-aged man and did not answer. Instead he chuckled.
"It will shorten your life, Ramon."
He has white hair slicked back, and his wrinkled face is full of energy. Ramon's appearance is somewhat similar to it, especially his dark blue eyes.
"I've never seen you so afraid of death before."
Ramon said lightly.
“After eating Walter, I gained a hard-earned lifespan, so now I have become more cherished about life?”
“Your brother’s sacrifice was worth it.”
< br>The old man was ridiculed but was not annoyed, he just shook his head and said.
"I can live longer and keep the Farhan family standing. Moreover, if he had not died, it would not be your turn to take power now, Ramon."
This white-haired old man is Fahan. The old earl of the Han family, Maxwell Farhan.
“Haha.” Ramon sneered a few times and did not answer.
The old count turned his head and glanced at the sky blue silk tuxedo hanging on the wall. The shoulder area was scratched, leaving a large pool of dried and black blood.
“Ramon, my son, you don’t have to be so dismissive of me. Aren’t you doing the same things I did back then?”
"This is different!"
Ramon narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice.
"In order to avoid the sacrifice of the 'Feasting Ceremony', Walter actually assassinated me, thinking that he would not be eaten by you since he was the only son left in the Farhan family... Fortunately, I survived the disaster. !”
He exhaled a puff of smoke and stared at the old count with hawk-like eyes.
“That’s why I crave power! Moreover, I never thought about eating Prince, unlike you!”
"It's different?"
The old count smiled.
"What's the difference? Isn't Gilan Yilos your son?"
"..."
Ramon did not answer, but just looked at it coldly. other side.
"It's no wonder you're in a bad mood. Prince failed to win the 'Staff Contest' and couldn't join the cult...and you tried your best to let the illegitimate son show up and steal the spotlight, making it known to the upper circles of North Muse. We have a talented person in the Farhan family.”
The old count shook his head.
"It's a pity that Gillan can't die. It's Prince who is going to die."
"Who said he can't die."
Ramon's face was gloomy and he sucked hard. A puff of cigar.
"I will summon him to the manor tomorrow morning."
"Are you going to do it hard?" The old earl narrowed his eyes. "I advise you not to set yourself on fire."
"Set yourself on fire?" Ramon laughed. "Joke!"
"Do you think I'm scaring you, Ramon?"
The old count said calmly with no expression on his face.
"Loben Fasol is dead!"
"?!"
Ramon's laughter stopped and his pupils shrank sharply.
"Although I don't deal with him, after all, he is also the 'Grey Scar Priest' in the cult. How could he die..."
"Last night, according to the usual practice, Luo Ben invited The young champion of this staff competition is your illegitimate son Jilan...how do you think he died?"
"This is impossible..."
Ramon looked in disbelief.
“Even if he is a master, there is no way he can kill Luo Ben!”
(End of this chapter)