"Why?" Arthur looked at the powerful man in front of him:

"Komulin, why should I call Arthur Aslanti. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Because, that's your name."

Komulin carefully knelt in front of Arthur, and carefully put on Arthur's body the robe he had snatched from the window:

"Haha, it's just the right size, it's like it's made for you!"

As he spoke, Komulin took out a silver mask from his sleeve robe, which was carved with intricate patterns, and Arthur looked at the mask curiously and wondered what it was for, only to see Komulin put the mask on his face.

The sky seemed to get smaller, and Arthur could only peek out at the sky from the black hole in his eye.

"Why?"

Arthur asked again, and as his mouth was blocked by a thick mask, his voice changed from his original immaturity to a slightly hoarse and attractive male voice.

Komulin looked at the young man in front of him, with black hair, purple eyes, and the black robe he had just worn swayed with the wind, which could show the thinness of the young man even more. Komulin stretched out his hand and stroked the young man's long hair a few times, and said with a gentle smile:

"You understand when you see him."

"Who?"

Arthur didn't give up.

"You'll find out when you see it, but not now."

Komulin did not continue to answer Arthur's question, and looked to the far east.

Arthur looked down at the clothes on his body, reached out and stroked the mask on his face, and finally looked at Komulin with a firm look in his eyes, and whispered:

"Where are we going?"

Komulin stood up, looked at the child in front of him, who was not yet thigh-high, and whispered:

"Haven't you always wanted to learn real magic and become a real alchemist? The path of cultivation is ready, and I will teach you everything I can, to the best of my ability. ”

Arthur nodded, and sincerely but reverently according to the teachings in the books he had read before, knelt down on one knee and said to Komulin:

"Then, Master, please teach."

Komulin nodded:

"If there is no nostalgia, we are going to go."

Arthur looked around, and finally hesitantly ran to the unconscious Yadi, picked up a wooden stick and wrote crookedly on the ground, and after a while, a crooked Arthur Yaslanty was engraved on the ground, only to see Arthur bow his head and whisper in Yadi's ear:

"I know you can hear me, remember it's my new name."

Komulin looked at Arthur's actions with some surprise, only to see Arthur stand up calmly and return to Komulin's side and pull up a corner of his robe:

"Let's go."

"Hmm."

Komulin nodded, picked up the young Arthur and stepped into the silver dragon and left into the distance. In the smoke that had not yet dispersed, there was a gradual sound of conversation:

"Why, do that?"

"I don't like to owe favors to others."

"Hehe, Arthur, you're still the same as before...... Ruthless. ”

The voice gradually faded away with the airflow, and the person lying on the ground, slowly moving his limbs, squatted up from the ruins, Yadi scratched his fiery red hair, and the human skin mask on his face was destroyed because of the battle, gradually revealing Yadi's true face, a young and energetic face, he looked at the trajectory of the silver dragon in the sky, and a smile spread at the corner of his mouth:

"I'll see you again, I hope you're already strong at that time, so you can ......"

Arthur, who had departed with Comulin, arrived at dusk to another prosperous town, larger and richer than Greentown, as evidenced by the flow of people on the streets and the abundance of shops in the shops.

Komulin led Arthur into a nondescript inn. It is said to be inconspicuous because in this prosperous town, among all the shops that strive to attract customers, only this inn is deserted, and even Arthur, who stepped into the inn, was curious to see that there were no people at this inn, only the shopkeeper was still dozing off at the counter.

Komulin didn't care about any of this, he walked straight to the counter and placed a bag of gold coins on top of it, the crisp sound of which opened the eyes of those who were dozing inside. The man looked like he had been woken up, and placed a dirty key in front of them:

"Fifth floor, empty room, good luck to you."

Komulin silently took the key, ignoring his conversation, and turned to carry Arthur up the stairs. The man at the counter looked at Komulin's back and muttered:

"What an indifferent person, every time I come."

I went back to sleep.

Komulin carried Arthur to the fourth floor, and did not move, Arthur pointed to the floor in surprise and said to Komulin:

"Hey, there's no fifth floor at all?"

Komulin grinned at the corner of his mouth and walked casually to a dusty door inside, Arthur held his breath as Komulin pushed it open, but he didn't feel the smell of decay that should have been. Arthur opened his eyes curiously, only to see a different side.

Inside this door, there was another busy crowd. It's like a world cut off inside a door. Komulin took Arthur to his room, put Arthur on the bed, and began to pack his belongings. Arthur sat on the edge of the bed and leaned against the window to look at the scenery outside, then turned to Komulin and asked:

"Master, is there anything peculiar about this inn?"

"Hmm." Komullin replied as he packed his baggage:

"It's peculiar."

"Where's that peculiarity?"

Arthur adheres to the principle that a good student must ask questions to the end, and continues to ask questions.

"Oh, peculiar."

Komulin packed up his bags and placed some special bottles and cans on the table, and then sat down on a stool with a cigarette in his mouth:

"I can't tell you yet, but you can't go in yet, let's go to the black market tonight."

"Why?"

Komulin scratched his hair:

"There is a lack of medicinal herbs, let's see if I can find it tonight, and I will prepare to build a foundation for you."

"Tsukiki!"

As soon as Arthur heard this, he jumped up and down, as if he was frightened.

Komulin calmly stretched out his palm and pressed Arthur's from the bed, took a deep puff of his cigarette, and then explained slowly:

"Where do you think your Xuan Rank came from, it was supported by black power at all, without that power, Xuan Rank? Heh, it doesn't exist at all. That black power can't be casually displayed to outsiders, unless it is used to save your life, otherwise you can't let him appear in front of everyone until you don't have absolute power. Do you understand? ”

Arthur heard the unusual nature of this black force from Komulin's words that suddenly became serious, and nodded solemnly, indicating that he understood.

Komulin then changed back to his uninhibited attitude: "Tonight, I will find good medicinal materials to build a foundation for you, which can help you consolidate the Xuan Rank, and let you stabilize in the Xuan Rank within five days, and teach you some basic tricks, and then, you will understand the characteristics of this inn......"

After saying that, Komulin laughed, and Arthur instantly felt a chill behind him, and an extremely ominous feeling filled his heart.

"Alright."

Komulin stood up and patted Arthur on the head:

"Almost, let's get ready to go out."

Arthur got dressed and followed Komulin out of the house, but this time Komulin did not return to the dilapidated inn, but turned around and walked to another street, where Arthur pointed to the wooden door behind Komulin:

"Why, don't you go back, medicinal herbs or something, you should go to the market, right?"

Peng!

Arthur rubbed his head: "It hurts! ”

Before he could react, Komulin's voice was heard in his ears:

"It's better for the children to follow the adults, stupid apprentice!"

Arthur was stunned to look at Komulin, who continued to walk forward, and instantly had a feeling that the days to come would be so dark, and suddenly he wanted to go home......

Komulin continued to walk in front, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, turned around and saw that Arthur was still in a daze, and shouted:

"Stupid apprentice, don't keep up yet!"

"Oh."

Frightened, Arthur quickly came back to his senses and trotted to Komulin's side and stood upright, and Komulin rubbed his head with satisfaction:

"That's good."

Then he took Arthur deeper into the depths. There were two pairs of eyes in the darkness staring at these two men:

"The boss's bad taste seems to have worsened with the return of the master."

"If the master wakes up one day and looks back on this time, don't you feel particularly ashamed......

"Uh......"

Arthur followed Komulin deeper into the street, and the more he walked, the more uninhabited he became, Arthur looked around cautiously:

"Why isn't anyone here?"

"Someone is coming, what kind of medicinal herbs do you want?"

Komulin said nonchalantly:

"This is the realm of the elves, and I am here to make a deal with the elves today."

Regardless of whether Arthur could keep up with him, his steps became faster and faster. When darkness filled the forest, Arthur looked at the dark and somewhat eerie realm, a huge moon hanging in the air, as if a man could grasp it with his hand.

Arthur looked at his surroundings and closed his eyes in satisfaction, which gave him a sense of reassurance. Arthur was still enjoying this tranquility and soothing, there was a sound of small footsteps in his ears, Arthur slowly opened his eyes, he could clearly see the little elf standing in front of him in the dark, a disgusting feeling arose, the five fingers of his left hand were clenched into fists, and a killing intent that he had never felt burst out from the bottom of his heart, and a voice kept secretly shouting:

"Kill him, kill him, kill him."

Komulin whispered to the elf, and suddenly felt a powerful killing intent, he turned his head suddenly, Arthur had summoned a formation in an unconscious state, Komulin knew that it was not good, and quickly raised his palm, and Arthur only felt a pain when he raised the knife in his hand, and there was a burst of darkness in front of him.

Komulin took the sleeping Arthur in his arms, turned his head and shouted at the elf:

"No, what about the gold you want, my pitcher plant honey?"

The elf, hidden in the darkness, looked at the glittering gold coin in his palm, grinned, and then threw the glass bottle in his hand at Komulin:

"I hope there's still a chance to work with you."

With that, the elf turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared into the dark forest. Komulin looked at the pink honey in the glass bottle in his hand, and then turned to look at Arthur who was sleeping:

"Before you wake up, are you already so sensitive, hate all the good things in the world, hate not to destroy everything, I don't know if you will get your wish to destroy the bright him in this life."

"It hurts!"

Arthur rubbed his aching stamina, shook his head and got up from the ground, he looked at everything around him in a daze, and then stared at Komulin, who was fiddling around the stove with some bottles and cans, for a moment before he came to his senses:

"Master, why?"

"Because you can't yet, even if you hate them."

Komulin didn't even look at him, he threw the herbs into the bucket again, and then slowly stood up:

"The herbs have been concocted, come in and try it."

Arthur nodded obediently, took off his shirt and buried himself in the bucket. Arthur, who had just entered the potion, was surrounded by a warm touch, and he closed his eyes comfortably, not seeing the treacherous smile that Komulin was poking and proddling beside him.

However, for a while, the pink liquid began to gradually become transparent, and the medicinal power began to be absorbed by Arthur, and at the same time, the pain of peeling off the skin and bones gradually came, Arthur bit his lower lip so that he did not let himself cry out in pain, Komulin stood aside and observed Arthur's changes, and at the same time that the liquid medicine became completely clear, Komulin threw the other side flower in his hand into the liquid:

"Arthur, use your right hand to open the array."

Arthur lifted his right hand with difficulty in pain:

"The array is emerging."

As the spell unfolded, a huge red array disk also unfolded under Arthur's body, and the flowers on the other side were quietly wrapped in it and gradually decomposed, absorbed, and the scattered petals fell into the array disk, fell on Arthur's body, and then gradually dissipated.

The flowers on the other side dissipated, and the pain gradually disappeared, Arthur slowly opened his eyes and took the clothes handed over by Komulin and put them on, Komullin looked at the dirty liquid in the bucket, and smiled:

"Now let's re-summon the array."

Arthur gently nodded his fingers, and as his fingers slid gracefully, the red array stretched out at Arthur's feet,

Arthur looked curiously left and right:

"Why am I not in mid-air like you."

Komulin grinned and said:

"When you get to the spirit realm, you'll be fine."

Komulin looked at Arthur in a circle:

"Very good, the Xuan Rank has been stabilized under the consolidation of the other side flower, as for how to ascend to the spirit realm in a short period of time, it depends on you."

Saying that, Komulin sat cross-legged on the ground:

"Arthur, how much do you know about the alchemist?"

Arthur looked back at Komulin and replied seriously:

"Refiners are divided into two types: soul refiners and refiners, the former is mainly based on spiritual attacks, and the latter is mainly based on artifact attacks, although both can cultivate soul refining and refining, but the spiritual power of soul refiners is stronger, and the artifacts are relatively weak, and refiners are the opposite. At the beginning of the entry, the alchemists are divided into four levels: Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang (to be continued. )