You must know that in the Tana continent, where alchemy is not developed, a bottle of low-level healing potion that can quickly recover injuries is already defined as a high-level potion, and even a low-level healing potion is actually only an overdraft of the user's recovery ability, and after using it, the user needs a long time to recover the vitality of the overdraft, which can be said to be a desperate elixir. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Even so, the healing potion that Jie Hui heard about requires at least half an hour of recovery time to be able to completely heal the injury, which is simply not comparable to the unknown alchemy potion that Mo Tridi has just made. And what can be compared to it should only be the legendary master-level high-level healing potion or the legendary holy healing potion, right?

Could it be that his roommate is still a master-level alchemy apothecary? Holding back and not asking is not Jie Hui's character, thinking of this, he directly asked: "Mo Crisp, what level of potion is your potion, what is it called?"

"It's called a small life recovery potion, if it's a level...... It's kind of an entry-level potion. Murtritius answered Jiehui's question directly. In Mo Triti's opinion, there was nothing to hide from these things, just a bottle of entry-level alchemy potion for experiments, and there was nothing surprising about it.

"......" Jie Hui's face was full of the words "I don't believe it", but he was not stupid enough to question Mo Cui Di directly, but looked at Mo Cui Di with a flattering face: "Mo Brittle, you can send this small life recovery potion, Ah No, can you sell me a bottle?" I'll give me 100 gold coins!"

Mo Cui Di looked at Jie Hui with a painful face a little strangely, it seems that fifty gold coins is not a small amount of money for him who was born in a noble. Shaking his head, he turned away from Jie Hui's disappointed face.

"Sure enough, the price is too low? But also, although he doesn't admit it, this is a real master-level potion, and there are not many alchemy potion masters in the entire Tana Continent, how can he get it without tens of thousands of gold coins?

Before he could figure out the result, in just two minutes, Mo Triti had already turned around again and stuffed a bottle of potion exactly the same as just now into his hand: "Thank you for leading the way for me today, the two of us can be regarded as friends, even if this bottle is a meeting gift for you, don't shirk." ”

Jie Hui was stunned at that time, such a valuable potion in front of him, the roommate he had just met actually wanted to give it to himself! He even wanted to pinch himself to see if he was dreaming, but thinking that he was still holding a potion bottle in his hand, he quickly trembled and wrapped the three layers of the potion inside and three layers with the silk scarf he carried, and then carefully put it in his arms.

Looking at Jie Hui's expression and movements as if he were treating a family heirloom, Mo Triti couldn't help but be a little confused. In his opinion, this bottle of potion is really just a work of practicing and accumulating proficiency, and the moment he drank it, Mo Tridi already felt it, although all the medicinal power contained in this bottle of potion has been urged, but because the level of the medicinal materials is too low, the effect is not very strong, and only with the powerful recovery ability brought by his own skill book can it cause such an exaggerated effect, and so on......

Murtritius seemed to understand why Jie Hui was so excited, and it seemed that he had misunderstood that all of his wound healing was due to this bottle of potion. Murtriatius scratched at his hair in annoyance, but he wasn't going to say it. On the one hand, because the real effect of this bottle of potion is actually not bad, at least the effect is definitely much more than the healing potion that can only be fully recovered in half an hour in this Tana world, and secondly, if you want to explain, Murtridi has to tell the secret of the book of skills on his body, and this secret is related to his mysterious origin, if a person does not handle it well, it is easy to find the disaster of killing, so Murtriti is not ready to confess to Jie Hui.

Ignoring Jie Hui, who had not been able to recover from his excitement for a long time, Murtritius turned his head and continued to start his own path of making alchemy potions. After experimenting with the Life Recovery Potion, Murtrius did not rush to make it in batches, but began to experiment with another basic formula that he had mastered - the primary mana recovery potion.

Mo Triti simply completed a set of simple processes, but the herbs that were fused were replaced from Ground Root Grass and Blood Grass to three Silver Moon Grasses, which contained a small amount of magic power and could naturally absorb magic power, was naturally the only material for making magic recovery potions.

Soon, a bottle of annoying light blue potion was made by Mo Cui Di again, and Mo Cui Di casually stuffed the first small magic recovery potion made to Jie Hui, and said: "This is also a bottle for you, this is a magic recovery potion, although I haven't tested it yet, but it should be able to recover a small amount of magic power." ”

Jie Hui, who was a little sober, came back to his senses, and a bottle of light blue potion was stuffed in his hand, and then listened to Mo Tridi's introduction to this bottle of potion, and he was directly petrified on the spot.

"My God of Light, what day is it. Although he was not a believer of the Bright Order, at this moment, Jie Hui felt that only this sentence could express his feelings. Although the effect of the first life recovery potion is amazing, but there are healing potions on the Tana continent that can barely correspond to it, but this magic recovery potion has never heard of it! For the first time in history, Jie Hui began to doubt his "rich" knowledge.

Jie Hui clutched the potion bottle in his hand tightly, although he couldn't immediately determine the true effect of this potion bottle, but if it was really as Mo Tridi said, this light blue potion could restore the user's magic power, then this effect would be too ungodly!

As we all know, the mages on the Tana continent have a complex and changeable magic system, and the power of each magic is more than a little bit stronger than the destructive power of the same level of fighting spirit, but why did the mage fail to suppress all the professions and become the strongest profession in the continent?

Let's take a normal second-order fire-based high-level mage as an example, the general magic value is only enough to release about twenty second-order magic fireballs, even if you add a staff inlaid with a second-order fire-type magic crystal, at most this number can only increase by half, and if you want to forcibly extract the violent magic power in the magic crystal, it will only damage your spiritual power.

Thirty spells of the same level seem to be a lot, but before the battle, as long as the mage does not live too long, he generally has to bless himself with a magic shield. During the battle, they will generally use some auxiliary skills similar to mental shock and flickering to establish a good casting environment for themselves, so that it decreases, in fact, it is good to be able to release twenty single magic of the same level in a battle.

If the opponent is a heavy warrior, it is fine, the bulky tin can can can only be a target for the mage, and the battle can be easily solved with less than three spells, but if it is a light swordsman or a knight on a mount, the hit rate of magic is already terrifyingly low. And that's not even counting the alternative assassins like Mortridius who can flash, stealth, and have ranged skills.

Therefore, magic power is a very important factor in restricting mages, if there is no magic limit, a mage can at least exert two small levels of strength higher than himself! That is to say, a two-order low-level mage can easily tie with a two-order high-level mage, and even consume the other party.

It's no wonder that Jie Hui already feels like he's dreaming, and the importance of mana recovery to mages is self-evident. So since ancient times, whether it is a mage of a large family or a wandering mage, every mage has been looking for a way to enhance his mana recovery. But apart from the wand inlaid with magic crystals, and the number and rare magic ornaments handed down from ancient times, there is no other way to instantly restore magic power, let alone any magic recovery potion, this kind of thing has never even been heard of!

Mo Triti saw that Jie Hui's face was a little wrong, but he still cared: "Jie Hui, are you okay?" After thinking about it, he added: "The effect of that bottle of magic potion can restore all the magic power of a second-order mage or one-third of the magic power of a third-order mage, don't expect too much when you use it." ”

Jie Hui heard Mo Tridi's concern, and was about to respond in a daze, but was completely frightened by Mo Triti's next sentence.

"Don't get your hopes up! Restore all the magic power of a second-order mage or one-third of the magic power of a third-order mage, which means that a fourth-order mage can put two or three more spells after drinking this bottle of potion, and maybe he can save his own life!" Jie Hui roared inwardly, but he didn't think too much about it, and he directly lay down on his bed after receiving too much shock.

Murtritius was startled when he saw Jie Hui lying down, but after checking it, he didn't find anything abnormal in Jie Hui's body, so he could only default to that he was too tired. However, Mortridi didn't feel anything yet, and the alchemy skills released by the two bottles of potions he had just made only consumed a small amount of his magic power, so she simply sat down at the table and continued to make the potion.

There were fewer and fewer herbs on the table, and by the time Murtrius had made fifty flasks of potions, he already felt his head become groggy, a clear sign of overuse of mana. Like Jie Hui, he staggered to his bed and lay down, and soon fell asleep deeply.