"In this season, the only one who can bear fruit is Baiyu. Onian thought for a moment and said.

"That sounds like fruit, just eat fruit? Alvin grumbled.

"I have to warn you first, there are no cattle and sheep outside near this big mountain range for you to eat. Or do you want to try what the monsters taste like?" said Ornian with a smile.

"Have you tried it? Did Master Piro give you a taste of these monsters?" Alvin said with serious curiosity.

"My teacher is afraid that he thinks he is too healthy, so he will think about swallowing these monsters in his stomach. O'Ann said, glancing at him.

"Are these monsters so poisonous?" Alvin asked.

"You can understand it that way. "Actually, it's not clear exactly what kind of elements are in their bodies that kill them. Thinking about it like this, the technique of refining the dragon's heart by the female leader of the leopard people just now was still quite powerful, after all, she should also be the first time to deal with the organs of the ice dragon. You must know that if you are not familiar with the raw materials, it is difficult to refine the potion that meets the requirements. ”

"I really don't understand potions, and I don't even want to take this course. "But I've seen you deal with that falcon-billed lizard, and now I think about the smell, and my stomach is churning." ”

So he himself dispelled the idea of feeding on monsters.

"Let's put it this way, it's okay to make some basic elementary potions, even to give them to those junior apprentices in the potion shop. As the raw materials of potions become more and more complex, the requirements for potions masters also increase, and the internal organs of monsters like the one just now cannot be handled without a certain amount of experience. O'Ann said.

"You mean, the female leader doesn't look like magic, but she's a Potions Master?" Alwyn asked.

"I don't know if she's a Potions Master," O'Ann said, looking at him, "but there are quite a few so-called Potions Masters who can't handle that dragonheart. ”

Alwyn groaned for a moment, then asked, "By the way, what did you mean when you said that her magical language is quite unique?"

"You should have heard that, right?" said Onian, glancing at Elwin, "She's not using the regular language of the Leopard Man. ”

"So it's strange to me," said Alwin, "that a leopard leader can get so much. Can you tell what language she speaks?"

O'Ann shook her head, "Like you said, there are so many strange things going on in this big mountain range. ”

"Although I haven't taken much potions class, I know that the process of refining potions is the process of transforming matter with magic. To put it bluntly, it's the same as we usually use magic. But the female leader's magic power is so weak, how does she control this refining process?" Alwyn thought of what Onian had just said, and couldn't help but ask, "You know, ordinary Potions masters at least have the strength of the Grand Magus. ”

Onian shook her head and sighed, "Your understanding of the subject of potions is still too rudimentary. ”

"What do you mean? Am I not right?" said Alwin, surprised.

"If you say that, it means you're a complete layman when it comes to potions. Onian joked with a smile, "In fact, in the process of refining potions, even if you have superb magical powers, it only increases the success rate of refining potions." But if you're just a low-level magician, can't you refine high-level potions?"

"So what to do?"

"In fact, sometimes, as long as you change the magic language, the spell casting process will be much easier, so that the success rate can be guaranteed, and you don't need to consume so much magic power, and finally you can refine the desired potion in the end. "As for the one just now, whether he knows the magic language of refining potions, I don't know." ”

"The properties of the potions won't change, and you've changed your magical language?" Alwyn asked.

"Then I ask you, it's the same fireball spell, is it going to turn into a lightning spell if you use the language of ancient magic?" asked Ornian rhetorically.

"But the magic damage of the Fireball Spell chanted in the language of ancient magic is much higher. ”

"Is it fundamentally different?"

"You mean, refining potions in a different language only changes the potion effect, but not the properties?"

Onian nodded, "It's just that I don't know if she strengthened the effect of the medicine just now, or weakened it." ”

"But as you know, when we cast magic, changing the language of magic is not as simple as translating one language into another, the whole process of casting spells has become different, and the logic of casting spells is also different. Alvin said.

O'Ann gestured with her hand, "If the finish line is on the other side of the forest, no matter how you choose to run now, the finish line will always be there, and that won't change." ”

"I'd love to compliment you on aptly describing it," Alvin said with a laugh, "but that doesn't seem to be the case. ”

When it comes to potions, Ornian naturally knows a lot more than Elwin. However, Alwin's understanding of space is far beyond the scope of ordinary people's cognition, and even the magical genius O'Nian is beyond the reach of the dust.

Onian wanted to ask why, but she thought that she was trying to find a way back to the scene because she had just said that he didn't know anything about potions, so she didn't ask. But this time, she really wronged Alvin. Although he is indeed suspected of regaining face at this time, the space is really not as simple as Onian thought.

"But if you think about it, could it be that those junior apprentices in the potion shop will be able to handle those rare materials by learning a few more magical languages?" Alwyn teased, "and besides, you're really not an opportunistic method?"

Onian frowned, "Looks like I'm really going to have to explain it to you." First of all, the potions master who only knows how to use magic to refine potions is really no different from those elementary apprentices in the potion shop. Refining potions is really not the same thing as practicing magic, you can practice a spell there over and over again when you practice magic, and you can also gain something in magic. However, refining potions is about efficiency, and repeating it is equivalent to standing still. Do you think it makes sense to waste time without any growth?"

"When it comes to the identification of potion raw materials, it's actually tied to your knowledge reserves. First of all, analyze what kind of raw materials are in hand and what are the directions of refining. Then think about what kind of magic should be used for refining and which magic language should be used for the most efficient purposes. Materials such as the Ice Dragon Heart are more complicated. There will be no records in ordinary classics.,You can only turn out the introduction of this kind of monsters in various classics.,And then make analogies and speculation.。 Then, according to the amount of materials, the corresponding tests are carried out to preliminarily determine the direction of refining. ”

Alvin listened, and the feeling of fugue that had come back from the afternoon came back to him. By this time he was sitting on the ground, listening to "Professor Onian" with his face up, and he felt that he might need a notebook. He was already so empty in his stomach that he couldn't use his brainpower, but now he was bombarded by Oneon's theories about making potions, and he even had the illusion that his skull was buzzing at this time.

"My beautiful princess, I know you're right, but ... Can we find something to eat first?" Alvin mourned.

"Who told you not to learn and have no skills, you have to be tough. Ornian hatefully poked her index finger at Alwin's head.

"I didn't know you were so good at preaching. Those missionaries should ask you to teach them how to preach. Alvin said with a bitter face, then changed his tone, "I can imagine that you will be a great mother in the future. Your children will surely grow up 'strong' under your teachings. ”

"Hmph" Onien pouted, ignoring him. She brushed her somewhat messy sideburns with her hands, letting the sunset begin to burn the blood-orange outline of her cheeks to the fullest, and her proud and charming eyes glistened in the afterglow, with a kind of breathtaking danger, which really stunned Alvin who was sitting on the ground.

"At that time, I will sit next to the children and look at them with sympathetic eyes. Alvin came back to his senses and continued to tell the story he had come up with.

Onien was amused by him and laughed, "What are you doing with my children?"

"I should actually be more sympathetic to myself. Because I probably wasn't sitting there listening, it was going to be my turn soon, and maybe the lesson I had taught me was that I still hadn't learned how to make potions after all these years, haha. Alvin laughed out loud as he spoke.

"Are you really hungry? How do I think you're still in good spirits?" Onien glanced at Alwin, who was still smirking.

"Okay, let's find something to eat. Alwyn squeezed out what little strength he had left before he got up, took Aunian's soft wattle, and found the tree in the forest.

The 100 tree that bears fruit in spring is actually quite easy to find, just like its name, a tree bears hundreds of fruits, which is quite conspicuous. The fruit is large and small, the big one is an arm's length, and the small one is only a finger long. The colors are also different, some are red, some are emerald blue, some are purple, some are lime yellow... This picture seems to be produced by a novice who has never studied painting, and can imagine him dipping the solid color paint on the palette and facing the background of the hundred trees.

"This is the Hundred Tree Tree," Alvin said, standing under the tree, and glancing up, "which one is better to pick? Is there anything particular about this? Is there any poison?"

"Giggles, you're still afraid of dying. Onian teased.

I saw her wave the silver staff in her hand, and large and small fruits began to fall from the tree.

Alvin stepped back and reached out to grab a lemon-yellow fist-sized fruit, looking at the granular peel and hesitating as he took a bite.

"Why don't you eat yet?" Onian looked at him with interest, "Aren't you hungry?"

Seeing her smiling expression, Alwin couldn't help but think of the scaly melon she had forced into her mouth that day in Xituo City.

"Here, let me give you a taste this time. Alvin grabbed her waist and put the fruit in his hand into her mouth. But he was still very measured, controlling it to the distance that O'Ann was just open to open her mouth, so as not to hurt her, but also to force her to taste it.

Onian was not surprised, and tasted it so lightly.

Just as Alwyn looked at her with a smug and curious expression, she quietly flipped her wrist, pinched Alwin's cheeks with the other hand, and in an instant, threw a fruit hidden in her palm into Alwin's mouth.

Alwin's eyes widened, clutching his throat, and before he could react, he swallowed.