Chapter 9 Family Letters

Despite his strong desire to become stronger, Chongyang did not immediately learn the new type of fire-based magic that the Flame Demon spoke of. He slept soundly, and when he woke up early in the morning, he basically put the attack behind him, and after a simple breakfast, he began to make a heart-nourishing potion.

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Above the long table for alchemy, smoke filled the air.

In the center of the table was a cauldron, boiling the core herbs of the heart-nourishing potion. As the fire burns underneath, a variety of materials in the pot are reacting violently with each other. But on the surface, a pot of viscous blue-green liquid is not alarming, and it doesn't even bubble.

Chongyang stood in front of the pot, closed his eyes slightly, stretched out his hands, and steadily approached the crucible ten centimeters to the left and right, engrossed in sensing the chemical process of the medicinal materials in the pot.

He seemed to be able to see that the Twilight Cloud Fox Bone Powder in the pot was violently colliding and fusing with the Heavenly Fairy Seed Leaf Juice. Mink milk, Ulu animal tail skin and green smoke snake blood mixed to make a snake balm to absorb and fuse impurities. The medicinal film formed by the combination of ice and snow flowers, thunder flowers, golden olive kernels, and belladonna grass roots settles on the bottom surface of the pot, and the accumulation becomes thicker and thicker......

"Almost. Chongyang opened his eyes, picked up a beaker on the left with his left hand, poured the mucus-like frost hook wormwood into the pot, and picked up the staff in the corner behind him with his right hand.

He took five steps away from the long table, raised his staff, pointed to the crucible, and counted down silently in his heart: "Ten, nine, eight, seven......"

When he counted to zero, he shook his right hand, and the tip of his staff was on the edge of the cauldron, and the magic power of the staff was poured into the cauldron...... Peng!

A small cyan mushroom cloud slowly rises and blooms.

The pungent smell of medicine that used to fill the room suddenly turned into a fragrance like lotus seeds. After the mushroom cloud cleared, only a thin green layer remained at the bottom of the pot for most of the pot.

Chongyang breathed a sigh of relief, returned to the table and picked up the crucible, carefully poured the green medicinal juice as pure as jade into the prepared large beaker, and stirred and diluted it with pure water that had been evaporated and filtered ten times, and finally obtained a large cup of translucent potion.

Chongyang's nose leaned to the beaker noodles, sucked a few times, and smelled the coolness with a hint of warmth.

"Succeeded......" Chongyang clenched his fists and waved a few times in the void, venting the excitement of completing the new potion in his heart. He carefully poured some into a well-washed test tube and drank it all with his head up.

The cool and bitter medicine entered the throat, and after a while, I felt a gentle warmth in my heart, stimulating my heart to beat more cheerfully and powerfully.

"Not bad. Chongyang licked his lips, "It's a pity that you can't put sugar." ”

The breakthrough of the drug bottleneck that he had worked was successful, and Chongyang's mood became happy. Humming a little tune, he filled the new potion in a small bottle he had prepared, put it in a wooden box with cotton straw, and carefully sealed it.

Sitting down at the desk, Chongyang put the potion box, then took out a pen and paper, thought for a moment, and began to write a letter to send home.

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"Is the family matter done?"

"Well, the things have been sent, and the next thing is to wait for a reply from home. Chongyang sighed. In his heart, he didn't want to ask for money from his family, but the total of the five precious medicinal materials necessary for the treatment of the disease would cost at least thousands of amethyst coins to buy them all, and it was really not something he could raise in a short period of time alone.

In the letter, he explained that he had met an extremely clever healer, and that he was fortunate to have the help of this person, and that he had the hope of curing his long-standing magic deficiency, but that he had to prepare his own medicinal materials.

"Take out more than 5,000 amethyst coins at a time...... I haven't been back for several years, and I don't know what happened to my family. Chongyang's mind flew back to his hometown in this life. Although he has been in correspondence with his family, perhaps because he doesn't want him to be distracted, the letters from home don't mention much about the specific situation in the territory.

"Little one, don't be in a daze. Now that you're done with your chores, it's time to start learning new types of magic. The Flame Demon said hoarsely.

Chongyang came back to his senses and nodded.

At the heart of the new type of fire magic is burning. According to the theory of the fire demon, there are flames in everything in the world, and all the fire mages have to do is to guide these flames out. In order to direct the flame with magical power, you must first grasp the structural composition of the object, and then use the magic power of your body to form a special structure that can react with the object.

Meals should be eaten one bite at a time, and the cultivation of new magic should also start from the most basic "burning" - "burning" the air!

“...... The composition of air, in addition to the "life" of daily animal breathing, also includes the "waste gas" after animal respiration, and another "fresh gas" that can only be absorbed and utilized by a few organisms, plus some other extremely rare special gases. The magic of traditional fire magicians only uses the 'life' that occupies only about one-fifth of the air. The Fire Demon gushed out.

"What we have to do is to shift the focus of the power of fire magic, not relying on the magic itself, but using magic power to trigger the reaction between 'anger', 'fresh energy', and 'exhaust gas', and explode the hidden flames within them!

Sure enough, it's a chemical reaction...... While listening carefully, Chongyang compared the similarities between the theory of fire demons and the popular science knowledge of his previous life with relish in his heart.

According to the magic structure of the Fire Demon Professor, the spells, the magic seals, and the casting method...... Chongyang held the staff in his hand, concentrating in the study, sometimes waving the magic seal, sometimes reciting incantations, and sometimes sitting upright and silently concentrating all his spiritual power to build magic.

The process is far more difficult and boring than imagined.

Just a new type of magic at the first level, spells and magic seals are more cumbersome than traditional third-level magic. And that crucial mana construction, even on the basis of a clear understanding of the accurate model taught by the fire demon, is quite perverted to execute.

Chongyang closed his eyes lightly, and in his mind, on the pitch-black background, white particles of various forms were like stacking building blocks, constantly stacking, combining, and building...... Slowly and painstakingly form a complex three-dimensional pattern of two pentagram stars interspersed with each other.

It's hard work to build just a drop of magic for a new type of magic.

"It's too slow. Between the exercises, Chongyang sighed in his heart.

New magic may have a lot to offer, but it's just getting started, and it's hard work to condense a single drop of magic. I wonder what the effect will be when it is actually used.