Chapter Ninety-Seven: Physical Recovery
Qin Chuan didn't shy away from anything this time, and directly released his spiritual power in front of the old ghost, and then took out another bottle of potion from the Ning Xin Ring. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
This bottle is stronger than the bottle just now, the bottle just now can only be regarded as an expert HP potion, and what he is taking out now is also Qin Chuan's current production technology has reached the highest - master-level HP potion!
As soon as this potion appeared, it was obvious that the old ghost's eyes lit up, accompanied by the sound of swallowing saliva.
"Old ghost, huh?"
"Yes, boss, just call me an old ghost. ā
Qin Chuan watched the old ghost's every reaction seriously.
"What did you feel like drinking that bottle of potion just now? ā
The old ghost glanced directly at the potion that Qin Chuan took out, but the desire in his eyes couldn't be hidden.
"It was delicious, delicious and ......"
"What else?"
The old ghost paused for a moment, and looked at the potion in Qin Chuan's hand again, his greedy eyes made Qin Chuan's heart chill.
"It also cured my hidden illness for many years. ā
The doubts in Qin Chuan's heart were solved at once.
The old ghost is already a saint-level magician, and he can be injured, or he needs to recover his magic power, and ordinary potions can't work at all.
Qin Chuan was even more clearly aware that the potion ability he mastered was a top-level existence in this continent, far exceeding the level of potion in this continent.
The potion that can have an effect on the powerhouses above the saint level, in Qin Chuan's understanding, no one has been able to make it yet, except for himself.
"Really cured?"
Although he had confidence in the elixir, Qin Chuan still wanted to confirm how much of an expert-level elixir could have on a saint-level powerhouse.
"Hmm...... Healed a little, but not all. ā
Hearing the old ghost say this, Qin Chuan relieved himself.
No matter how powerful the potion in DNF is on this continent, it is impossible for a bottle of low-grade potion to have such a great effect......
Otherwise, it would be too rebellious.
There is also the relationship between his own spiritual power and those miscellaneous game skills, Qin Chuan has not been able to figure it out for the time being, he only knows one thing, the stronger his spiritual power and the higher the level, the more and newer skills he can unlock.
Thoughts flew wildly, and Qin Chuan finally returned to reality.
Now I believe in the old ghost, I can be regarded as seven or eight points, and I don't have much threat to myself, if I use it well, I can still use such a strong combat power for me.
"Help me bring me this potion. ā
Qin Chuan also wanted to test the old ghost again, whether he could be truly loyal to himself under the temptation of this elixir, although he already knew the answer.
When the old ghost heard this, a pair of dry hands stretched out tremblingly, and carefully held the medicine that Qin Chuan took out in the palm of his hand.
Slowly opening the cap of the bottle, a fragrance that was more fragrant and stronger than the previous potion wafted out, attracting the attention of the old ghost.
The old ghost's green eyes seemed to be beating again, but they were suppressed by himself.
Brought the potion to Qin Chuan's mouth, carefully fed Qin Chuan to drink, and then waited aside.
Even though he knew that the old ghost was surrendering out of interest and for his own medicine, Qin Chuan didn't understand why the mere medicine had such a great deterrent effect.
His own potion is a hundred times better than the old ghost's stinky sewage!
Even the volatilization of medicinal properties is not so violent.
Slowly, slowly, little by little, moisturizing the internal organs, like a spring breeze, so silent, but impressive.
Gradually, Qin Chuan felt that his whole body was in a warm ocean, as if he had taken a warm bath.
The old ghost on the side carefully observed Qin Chuan's recovery, watching the changes in Qin Chuan's injuries, his eyes were complicated but uneasy.
When the effect of the potion disappeared, Qin Chuan slowly came back to his senses, and the feeling in his body made Qin Chuan's eyes light up.
I tried to raise my arms, but I still felt that something was wrong.
Without hesitation, the spiritual power surged, and a bottle of potion appeared in his hand again.
The old ghost was very knowledgeable, and immediately stepped forward to hold the potion in both hands, respectfully handed it to Qin Chuan's mouth, and let Qin Chuan drink it.
The comfort and pleasure that the second bottle of potion brought to Qin Chuan was not as powerful as the first bottle of elixir.
But after two bottles of medicine, the bones that were originally broken into slag in Qin Chuan's whole body were like a new life, Qin Chuan raised his hand and twisted his legs, and a crackling sound sounded out, which was very crisp and good.
The old ghost on the side couldn't see anything on his face, but his heart was making waves.
Two bottles of potion can make the broken bones of the whole body heal, and they are as good as ever, this kind of ability to make potions makes the old ghost re-understand Qin Chuan from his heart.
Qin Chuan stood up, feeling the long-lost consciousness, and had to sigh, he could still move!
I don't know how long I was paralyzed, but this feeling of being rejuvenated again made Qin Chuan so excited.
Shake your arm a few times, and you can't help but shake it hard.
"Huh?"
imagined that explosive power, but was not caught by himself.
When he looked at it, the source of the fighting qi that was originally spinning in his body had disappeared cleanly, and there was nothing left.
It seems that the potion is still not so rebellious, and it will not be able to recover something like the source of Douqi.
Qin Chuan knew very well that he might only be able to use magic in the future, but Qin Chuan never regretted it.
Being able to kill Volcker at the cost of a source of fighting energy, Qin Chuan felt that it was worth it!
Don't think about it yet, it's time to deal with the matter at hand.
Qin Chuan came back to his senses, and the old ghost on the side was already waiting respectfully.
"Tell me, old ghost, about the situation here, what kind of place this is, and how to get out. ā
"Don't you know what this place is, Boss, and how did you get in?"
Seeing the old ghost's surprised expression, Qin Chuan was stunned.
"Could it be...... If you can come in here, do you know what this place is?"
The old ghost's dry fingers scratched his face, looking a little embarrassed. "Not really, but most people know what this is. ā
"Don't talk nonsense, tell me about this place, and the group of Grun, and everything you know. ā
The old ghost is very smart, and he knows what he needs to do to achieve his goal.
The old ghost said all of Qin Chuan's requests, and the more he got to the end, the more ugly Qin Chuan's face became.
"Oh! What do you mean, there's really no way to get out?"
"Theoretically...... Well, at least I've been here for thousands of years, and I still haven't been able to find my way out. ā
The old ghost's meaning is obvious, I have been in purgatory for thousands of years, and I have been everywhere in purgatory, but there is no way out.
However, Qin Chuan grabbed a very sensitive piece of information.
"You say you've been here for thousands of years? thousands of years?"
The old ghost's expression was gloomy, and his tone was a little low, "Yes, there is such a strange thing in this, it seems that it can live forever, and what is consumed is not the vitality of the vitality, but the origin power of your cultivation." ā
However, for the old ghost's answer, what Qin Chuan cared about was time! Thousands of years! However, it was clear that the records outside were only a few hundred years!
Other words......