Chapter 133: Dragon's Blood Grass

Since the Bellio space could not be entered, Morey could only meditate and rest for a night, recovering the magic core from time to time to exude some spiritual power. The next morning, I couldn't help but sigh when I looked at the extent of the repair of the magic carving. "It's too slow. ”

Seeing that the sky was dark, Morey sat up and took a sip of water, but suddenly heard footsteps downstairs. couldn't help but be stunned, and two cold lights appeared in his eyes

It's a thief, which family's thief, broke into Uncle Ben's house!

Jumping down the stairs with an arrow step, Morey swept over with cold eyes, but couldn't help but be stunned after seeing it clearly. "Hey, why are you awake?"

Bohr woke up.

"I've always been used to waking up early. Bohr scratched his head in embarrassment.

Finding himself in a strange place, he was a little nervous about anyone, and he was carefully observing his surroundings. Seeing that it was Morey who appeared, he finally relieved himself.

"This is north of Finn City, you can rest for a few days, I've informed Aaron of them. Looking at Bohr's shocked expression, Morey smiled.

"When he hands in the task, you can call it a day. ”

Only then did he realize that Bohr's condition was not very good, he obviously did not fully recover, and he walked step by step, occasionally in a trance. Although I really want to let the treatment technique cure the burns on my hands, but looking at Bohr's situation, it is useless for the time being.

After a few words with Bohr, Morey set off and returned to the city.

In fact, I was going to see if there was any letter from the magic flying pigeon of the mercenary union.

However, when I walked near the union, I saw Milor and them on the way, and said hello to Morey - they had already packed their things and were ready to leave.

Those Hanyue soldiers didn't plan to live permanently from Finn City, besides, such a kingdom's city guard force was undoubtedly easy to cause trouble in a place like Finn City. In order to avoid trouble, I simply set up camp in the ruins outside the mercenary guild last night - in fact, as long as you are out of the small space of the undead, no matter where you live, it feels like heaven.

"Yo, do you remember to see us off?" said Milor, smiling.

"Uh, yes!" Morey, of course, wouldn't say that I was just passing by, so he had to laugh awkwardly twice. "At first, I thought you would wait two days and go back with the caravan. ”

"There's no caravan here, besides," Milor pouted, though he had a mask. "It's really not very comfortable to live here, so it's better to go back to Hanyue City as soon as possible. ”

"And my people are still waiting for me in Hanyue, the reason why I didn't leave yesterday was actually just because I was going to buy a few carts"

As she spoke, Milor glanced at the seriously wounded. "You know, it's too tiring to go back from here on a stretcher. ”

"Milor, we're leaving!"

"Good!" Milor hurriedly replied, turning his head to Morey. "Then we'll talk when we have a chance to meet, I'm going to go first. ”

waved his hand helplessly, but when Milor was leaving, Morey's heart suddenly moved, and he asked by the way. "By the way, you are more knowledgeable than me, is there any way to make the spiritual power volatilize naturally?"

"What's the use of asking this," Milor said for a moment, but still thought about it. "As long as the spiritual power can reach the fourth order or so, it will not be difficult to do this kind of thing. Of course, but even if you can't do it, you can find something to suppress your mental power, such as Tianxing Sha or something!"

"If you lie there, not to mention volatilizing spiritual power, even if you use magic, you can be forcibly decomposed by it!"

"Milor-sama!?"

"Oh, I'll be right here! The veteran was already shouting, and Milor nodded apologetically and ran after him.

"Something that stabilizes mental power?"

Morey touched his chin and thought quietly, his eyes flickering from time to time. "It seems to make some sense, it seems that you can give it a try?"

Tianxing Sand, of course Morey knows, it is actually a kind of high-quality blue star sand.

When the magic carver makes the etching potion, he must mix it with blue star sand to stabilize his mental power. The effect of the Sky Star Sand is much more domineering, although it is difficult to make etching potions, but it can be used to make some wonderful alchemy products, so alchemists still regard it as a treasure, and its value is even more expensive.

It's not too rare, Morey actually has a little, but if it's 'lying in there' as Milor said.

That's a joke!

When the fight is full, the Kidd Chamber of Commerce has also got a handful. If you want to lie in it, you need at least a tank, right?

Morey couldn't help but shake his head, Tianxingsha must be out of play

But the idea is good!

With a thoughtful glint in his eyes, Morey muttered to himself. "As long as there is something that can suppress the spiritual power, although it is a bit masochistic if I forcibly release it, but if I want to volatilize some spiritual power, it is not impossible!"

Although the recovery of the magic core can dissipate some spiritual power, it can only maintain a very low concentration. If you want to fix it quickly, some of the risks in the range are worth taking. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but nod secretly, but Morey didn't rush to do this, but went to the mercenary union first.

Sure enough, Aaron, they had already received the letter.

Perhaps because of the considerable remuneration, Aaron was willing to return the letter. The general meaning is to explain the events of the past two days - but Morey actually knows much more about those things than he does, so he doesn't look at them carefully. In fact, in Morey's view, the last six words, 'Let's go right away', are the most valuable.

It is expected that they will be able to reach Finn City in two or three days, but according to the letter, I am afraid that there will be a large number of adventurers who will come at that time, and I am afraid that Finn City will be lively for a while.

Instead of returning to the house north of the city, Morey thought about it and walked straight to the center of the city, where he sat down on a high ruin.

The fire was so fierce that since the city burned down, most of the contents have been abandoned. Most of the buildings in Finn City are made of wood and stone, and they are burned so thoroughly that there is nothing left in them. The charred remains are very unsolid, and unless someone is specially equipped to clean them up, it is very dangerous for ordinary people to crush underneath if they accidentally collapse.

Therefore, the center of the city at this time is very desolate, almost no one passes by, and it is rare to stay here, and no one will disturb it.

Morey closed his eyes slightly, and his mental power quickly swept through the space in his magic pocket. Most of the herbs in the pocket were brought out from Ximin Village, and I remember that some black scorpion grass was brought out at that time, and they could also have the effect of suppressing mental power.

Black scorpion grass, which is a dark green and blackened herb. Each plant is only the length of an index finger, and there is only one pointed leaf on the top, but under the leaf there are two smaller barbs, but they are forked from the middle, which looks a bit like the claws of a scorpion.

"This thing should have some effect. ”

Four black scorpion grasses of different colors were placed in front of him, and Morey calculated the medicinal properties slightly, and without hesitation, he put the smallest one in his mouth and chewed it!

As soon as the medicinal juice was swallowed, the spiritual power suddenly became sticky! But Morey not only didn't panic, but he was also a little surprised, and hurriedly mobilized his mental power! I saw that under the conflict between the effect of the medicine and Morey's will, a lot of scattered spiritual power was squeezed out and filled into the broken Bellio Magic Pattern!

But ten minutes later, when the effect of the drug was completely gone, Morey's expression was a little strange. "It's not enough."

To be honest, it does work a little. But the black scorpion grass is just an ordinary herb after all, and it doesn't contain much magic in itself. Even if the quality of the products produced in Ximin Village is very good, compared to Morey's spiritual power, the medicinal properties are still too weak.

It feels like throwing two rocks into the river, and although it can make a little splash, it is just a splash. It's still too far from what Morey imagined.

Although it is a little stronger than the cultivation of the demon core, it is really not worth it to use up a top-grade black scorpion grass. The herbs produced in Ximin Village are priceless, and Morey can't help but feel a pain in his heart, and he no longer tries to keep the remaining ones, and puts them away with a wave of his hand.

"Something that can suppress mental power" couldn't help but show a contemplative expression on his face, and after thinking for a while, two fine lights suddenly appeared in Morey's eyes.

"Dragon's Blood Grass?"