A sweet smell emanated from the jar, and they all melted into a small puff, and this gas entered the body and settled directly to the position of the dantian, lingering in it for a long time, and it would not be eliminated for half a day.

At the same time, this breath into the body also faintly has the feeling of colliding everywhere in the dantian position, as if looking for some gas or energy that is not the origin of it to squeeze them out, but after a long time, this gas did not find anything else and settled down, only between the breath there is a faint fragrance exhaled from the mouth and nose.

At the same time, Du Rong felt that his sea of knowledge seemed to be slightly touched, closed his eyes and meditated inward, only to see that the speed of the slowly rotating elemental wheel seemed to be a little faster, although it was very slight, but he still felt it.

His mind moved, and he breathed a breath of air wafting with the fragrance of herbs even harder, and he didn't interfere with the dantian that was invaded by this smell, only to feel that the elemental wheel seemed to be stimulated, and the speed of rotation was obviously a little faster.

Surprised, he interrupted his meditation, opened his eyes and leaned over to the open jar, reached in and grabbed it, grabbing a handful of grasses.

The whole plant is about a foot long, at this time these herbs are uprooted, the roots at the bottom still carry a small part of the soil, and from the middle section, the first leaf grows, and then a piece grows at intervals of a finger upward, the whole herb has a total of three palm-sized leaves, and the middle of the leaf has a red vein like a blood vessel, which is very beautiful.

"Law Blood Grass!" Du Rong couldn't help but whisper at the first sight of it.

At this time, memories of the past came flooding back, and turmoil was stirred up in his heart.

The one in his hand was an object that Feng Zizhen and others called withered grass, but Du Rong knew that this thing was not called that name at all.

This plant is basically known to players in the game of his previous life, because it is a necessary item for every novice in the initial stage, and it is a consumable that occupies the first place in the inventory for a long time in the early stage.

And now, the props in this game actually appeared in this completely different world with themselves at the moment, and they all had thoughts flying for a while, and they didn't know what it meant to cross another dimension with the things they were originally in the same world.

However, except for staring blankly at the iron-clad object in his hand, Du Rong really couldn't think of any reason, or it was just a coincidence.

And when he opened the floating panel, he touched the withered grass with the virtual panel, and even if he passed back and forth several times, there was no response.

"Alas, even if you can't think of it, it's useless to think about it, let's take one step at a time. ”

Du Rong sighed softly, maybe he was a butterfly, but before it brought a huge effect, he was just an ordinary butterfly, and he had a great longing for the unknown power of this world.

After seeing the dead grass just now, he had a great sense of crisis, and his intuition told him that there would be unusual things to happen in the future, and to live well, the first thing he needed was to strengthen his own strength.

Aside from distracting thoughts, they are all relaxed, but I didn't expect that the healing potion that has a strong effect on the mage in the game will actually have such a big damage to the monk's cultivation in this world, but it seems that its original effect has not been discounted at all.

This time, he looked at the withered grass in his hand, picked one of them that looked relatively clean, opened his mouth and bit off the top leaf, and chewed it slowly.

If Feng Zizhen saw him here at this moment, he would have to be crazy.

Just smelling the smell for a little longer is enough to demote the cultivation of ordinary monks, and if you eat such a bite, it is estimated that even the foundation building monks will not be able to withstand this kind of loss.

But at this moment, the strange old man was busy purchasing his own medicinal materials at the foot of the mountain, and secondly, Du Rong thought that it would be okay even if he didn't intend to let him see it, anyway, he didn't have any cultivation, he could directly say that he was testing the medicine, and what would be the effect if he tried to take it directly.

The leaves of the dead grass are bitter in the mouth, but when you chew it, the juice still oozes a sweet taste.

When swallowed, the smell in the stomach may accumulate too slowly, and it travels along the stomach and lungs through the trachea to the door of the brain. It invaded the sea of knowledge, like a wave, flapping the elemental wheel that had already turned, making it faster and faster.

It was the first time that Durong felt how active the magical elements in the surrounding environment were without relying on the help of the Godfall Mark, and the traction of the elemental wheel activated in the sea of consciousness continued to converge on the top of Durong's head, and scrambled to seep under the skin.

Since passive cultivation can be triggered, what kind of effect would it be if it was connected to the seal? This was a very sudden thought, which made Du Rong very curious.

Doing what he thinks of has always been the tenet of Durong's approach, and he focused his mind on his chest, and the exaggerated and ornate mark resurfaced on his forehead. This

Six colors of light flashed, and finally settled on purple, which is the color corresponding to thunder magic.

Different from the numb feeling of cultivating thunder magic in the past, the sound of "stabbing" continued to sound, and Du Rong felt as if he was wrapped in a static place at the moment, and his hair was also standing straight above under this electric field.

And the purple ball of light in his sea of consciousness was bright and white at the moment, and Shenluo also began to move rapidly, frantically storing the thunder and lightning elements nearby.

Before Du Rong's skin could absorb the purple ball of light, they converged into a series of electric currents outside his body, directly entering his body through electric shocks, and the thunder ball of light on the sea wheel was like a lightning rod at this moment, and countless electric wires hit it, like a spider web with purple light.

All of a sudden, he only felt that his whole body was in pain from electricity, and the skin on his body was like a knife cutting and burning. If it weren't for the fact that this was the elemental current formed by the convergence of mana elements, and he had a part of his immunity to the elements themselves, it would be estimated that ordinary people would be electrocuted at the moment of thunder and lightning.

Withstanding the electric shock all over his body, Du Rong still insisted on a stick of incense for a long time, and when he finally had to remove the Divine Fall Mark to his cultivation bonus due to pain, he carefully observed the growth rate of his thunder element, and the effect after taking the withered grass was more than twice as fast as the original.

In a short period of time, it seemed that he had hit a small bottleneck, and he seemed to be ready to move from the first floor of the apprentice mage to the second floor.

"Tsk, in just ten days, I have already seen the threshold of the second stage in the apprentice mage, at this rate, wouldn't it take too long for a junior mage who has cultivated to the same level as the foundation building stage?"

However, he came back to his senses and looked at his body, but he was very embarrassed, because his body had been struck by electricity everywhere, so the clothes on his body were full of traces of electric scorching, and just such a short stick of incense almost ruined a piece of clothing, and with the momentum of this cultivation, if Fengzi was really here, it would be difficult not to alarm him.

Du Rong also secretly made up his mind that if he wasn't here alone, until he found some hidden means, he would never use the power of the mark to cultivate magic with the help of withered grass, and the movement generated by this was a little difficult for him to contain now.

Thinking of the task that Feng Zizhen had assigned to him when he was leaving, he looked at the withered grass that had been bitten off a leaf by himself, took a bucket from the table next to him, threw his bitten withered grass into it, and ground it directly, and at this moment the herb emitted a greater fragrance after being polished and broken.

Breaking the connection of the imprint on his chest, Du Rong naturally came to breathe the benefits of the molecules emitted by the withered grass in the air to his cultivation, although it was not very fast, but it was a passive process, and he didn't need to spend any more effort.

As for the cultivation of the Dao Fa, no one paid attention to him anyway, so it was good to keep it at zero. Moreover, after he came here, it was as if others had forgotten him, and there was no elder brother who gave him guidance or taught him any exercises.

Therefore, the progress of the Dao Fa is even a dispensable thing for the current Durong.

He found that staying in this alchemy hall was actually the peaceful treasure place he had always dreamed of.

I only felt that my whole body was full of motivation to work, and the hand that melted the grinding medicine also adjusted the frequency faster, and with the impact of the grinding rod into the bucket, the fragrance of the fragrance became more and more intense......