In the blink of an eye, Mark has been in this other world for half a year. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the nearly half a year of trying to cultivate, his mood has changed from stunned to excited, and from excitement to calm, from calm to now to a little irritable, the talent of this guy where he was reborn is really not flattering, Mark remembers that in the game, if you want to obtain spiritual power, you need to meditate on a strange symbol, this symbol is composed of one thousand and twenty-four silver-white runes. At that time, it only took him an hour to meditate successfully, he became a wizard apprentice, and he had spiritual power, but now it has been half a year, and he has only meditated for less than ten percent.

However, this half a year's efforts have not been in vain, at least Mark has gradually touched some experience after this period of hard work, and what is needed now is to accumulate slowly, waiting for one day in the future to break through and successfully step into the ranks of wizards. Of course, it's just a wizard's apprentice.

On this day, Mark got up and looked at his new appearance in the mirror as usual, just like in his previous life, with black eyes, black hair, soft lines on his face, and a faint layer of fluff on his lips, but Mark was most satisfied with this full chin and delicate nose, which looked extraordinarily energetic.

"It's almost time to use the Night Flower today!"

Mark muttered, went under the bed and pulled out the wooden box, looking at the thirteen night flowers neatly arranged inside,

"It's up to you whether you succeed this time!"

He carefully took out a night flower, crumpled it into a ball, and stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation. Soon a bitter, rotten taste spread in his mouth, making Mark's mouth, nose, and eyes almost screw together. He retched and forcibly endured it and didn't spit it out, compared to this, the Chinese medicine that Mark ate in his previous life was simply a delicacy of the mountains and seas.

Forcibly suppressing the discomfort in his mouth, Mark continued to chew in his mouth, and began to meditate in his mind, the bitterness in his mouth gradually turned into a trace of invisible spiritual power gathered into his mind, and the complex silver symbol depicted in Mark's mind became clearer and clearer.

"Not enough! still not enough!" muttered Mark, reaching for a midnight flower and stuffing it in his mouth.

If you want to play the most role, you can't swallow it in your stomach at once, and you have to keep chewing in your mouth until you finally don't even have the scum left. Of course, this absorption is not as effective as refining into a meditation potion, but it is the best absorption method for Mark now.

One after another, the Night Flower was stuffed into Mark's mouth, and finally, after the ninth Night Flower was stuffed, Mark's hand stopped moving. Time was passing, the sun was setting, and rising again, and when the sun rose again into the sky, Mark exhaled loudly, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and a fine light shot out of his eyes, and there seemed to be something more in the blue eyeballs, which would make people sink into it after a long time.

Feeling the familiar fluctuations of mental power in his mind, Mark smiled on his face, although it was still weak, but at least it was a good start. Anyway, he's qualified to be the lowliest wizard apprentice now, isn't he?

gave birth to spiritual power, and Mark used spiritual power to communicate with the Ring of Legends as soon as possible. Soon the information in the ring came to his mind, and it was almost the same as what he remembered, everything was neatly arranged as usual, a small number of top-level potions, a bunch of materials that had not yet had time to be sorted out from the dragon cave, and to Mark's surprise, the corpse of the ninth-order golden dragon was also lying inside, in addition to the two secret books that had not had time to deal with after being obtained in the dragon cave before.

When Mark tried to find something that a few wizard apprentices could use, he was shocked to find that none of them he could use at the moment. He grinned in frustration, perhaps this could only be used as motivation for himself for the time being.

By chance, Mark found several bottles of mid-level healing potions in a large pile of materials, which made him ecstatic, the healing potions are mainly used to heal various injuries on the body, and the production volume in the game has not been high, so the price is relatively expensive, but the applicability is still very common. Generally, most people will put one or two bottles of healing potions on their bodies, and they can save a life at a critical time, but Mark was Taishan Beidou among pharmacists in his previous life, and he naturally had a little more potions on his body.

This bottle of intermediate healing potion is a bit heavier than today's Mark's medicine, but if it is diluted by one to one hundred or one to one, Mark's current body can barely bear it. Who knows what danger they will encounter in the future?

Mark was about to take out the healing potion, but he was soon dumbfounded, his mental power was insufficient! His current mental power could only probe the Ring of Legends and could not access anything from it.

"Hey-forget it, it's pretty much the same for me to pick up or not for the time being. ”

Mark laughed at himself and stood up, tied the wooden box containing the remaining four Nightshade Flowers with strips of cloth, and put them back under the bed. Now that you've become a wizard's apprentice, it's time to think about your future plans. In any case, the disaster of the Sai'an family's extinction ten years ago must be investigated, and Mark is also obliged to avenge this! Of course, the more important thing is to go out into the outside world to see, there will never be a future in this Angli Village!

First of all, the first step is to get out of the village of Angri. If you want to go out, you must have a platform, and for this, Mark first thought of the Doral City Warrior Academy. It is not difficult to enter the Doral City Warrior Academy, and it is enough to reach the fifth level warrior before the age of twenty.

However, Mark is not yet twenty years old, and the Doral City Warrior Academy enrolls students every three years, and September 1 of this year happens to be the day of enrollment.

"A fifth-level warrior, two months left!" Mark clenched his fists, "Time seems to be running out a bit." ”

Even if Mark has the exercises, it is still extremely difficult to upgrade two levels in two months.

"By the way, that Demon Blood Grass!" Mark's eyes lit up, he had found a Demon Blood Grass on a cliff more than a year ago, but he gave up because he was worried that the cliff was too high and dangerous. The energy contained in a Demon Blood Grass is considered good for ordinary people to absorb ten percent, but Mark is confident that he can absorb at least fifty percent or more when using the exercises. If this is the case, it can greatly reduce the time for cultivation. You must know that such a demon blood grass on the market is at least sold for more than three hundred gold coins. And three hundred gold coins are enough for an ordinary family to live comfortably for ten years.

Without further ado, Mark picked up one of his usual satchels, went to the kitchen and stuffed a dozen slices of bread into it, and then strode out of the house and walked back to the back mountain.

The mountain behind the village of Angli is the Sunset Mountains, which are said to end in the sea. However, no one in the village has ever been able to cross this mountain on their legs, there are too many high-level demon beasts in the deep mountains, and there are even super demon beasts that surpass the ninth-level demon beasts. In many places, it is a forbidden area for people to talk about.

Mark's destination is of course only the periphery of the mountains, and the highest-level demon beasts there are only level three, so you can get around it with a little care, of course, even if Mark encounters it now, he is not afraid.

Carrying a satchel and trotting all the way, climbing mountains and mountains and walking like flying, Mark deeply felt the benefits of a third-level warrior, he ran at full speed for more than an hour in his previous life without blushing or beating his heart.

Once at his destination, Mark looked up at the cliff that could not be seen, flung his satchel behind him and climbed it up. The bottom of this cliff is better, the higher you go, the steeper it becomes, the lower half of the cliff is not exposed to the sun all day long, it is dark and damp, and there are often flower spiders, black scorpions and other poisons appear, although with Mark's current physique can not die if he is bitten, but it is normal to lie in bed for a few days.

Carefully bypassing some places where Mark felt that there was danger, and kept moving up, from here he could already see the demon blood grass more clearly, Mark was happy on his face, half a year had passed, but fortunately no one had found it.

Climbing a little further, he finally came to a place where he could get sunlight, Mark found a rock and sat down to rest for a while, looking at the demon blood grass more than ten meters away, suddenly his eyes lit up, and the faint guess in his heart began to become real. Unable to wait for any more rest, he got up and quickly climbed up, and it didn't take long for him to reach the stone platform where the Demon Blood Grass was.

His trembling hands gently stroked the fat leaf petals of the Demon Blood Grass, and then poked his head down and sniffed deeply, a familiar smell came to his nose. Sure enough, Mark was shocked, just like the one in the game called Blood Leaf Grass, which looked and smelled.

You must know that Mark specializes in the profession of pharmacist in the game, and he is well aware of the shape, smell, and efficacy of thousands of medicinal materials at all levels in the game. Bloodleaf Grass, no! It should be said that the Demon Blood Grass, this Demon Blood Grass can greatly increase the strength and strength of the muscles of low-level warriors, if it can be combined with the other two auxiliary medicinal materials, and Mark successfully activates his spiritual power, he can easily use this Demon Blood Grass to easily concoct at least ten bottles of strengthening potion. Of course, it's just a potion, and something so low that it makes people speechless doesn't qualify to be called a potion.

Mark pulled out a knife and carefully dug out the root of the demonic blood plant, wrapped it in a piece of cloth and put it in his satchel. If you can really refine it into a low-level strengthening potion and drink it, and then use the exercises to absorb it, then you will be able to absorb 100% of the essence of this Demon Blood Grass.

Mark stretched and was about to descend the cliff to go home. Suddenly, I heard a coquettish shout above my head:

"Little brute, see if I don't catch you today!"

"Little brute?" Mark was stunned, and then heard the sound of a sword swing from above the cliff.

"Could it be that someone is trying to insult this little girl?" Mark hesitated to remove Bagron's rusty sword from his back, turned around and quickly climbed up the cliff.

At this time, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl was wielding a long sword at the top of the mountain, and a three-eyed mink that was not lightly injured was pressed to the edge of a narrow cliff. Rushing left and right can't escape. The three-eyed marten is a fourth-level demon beast, and it already has a certain amount of intelligence, and it understands that if it falls off the cliff, it will inevitably die, so it is using the last bit of strength to fight with the girl for that slim chance of survival.

"Hehe, look where you are fleeing, hurry up and catch it!" The girl chased the three-eyed mink all the way, and she was already exhausted, if she hadn't set up an ambush and sneak attack at the beginning, and the three-eyed marten was seriously injured, with the speed of the three-eyed mink, she would have been extremely difficult to catch up.

"Don't look at it, hehe, do you expect someone from under this cliff to come up and save you?

Before the girl could finish speaking, she saw a head poking out from the edge of the cliff behind the three-eyed mink, to be precise, a gray-faced human head.

"Is it really someone?" thought to the girl, and was stunned on the spot for a moment. The three-eyed marten stared at the gap, "Huh-" and skewept past her feet, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Mark didn't know why, grabbed a protruding rock and jumped up the cliff with all his might. "Huh-" He pulled out the rusty sword that straddled his waist and said in what he thought was the coolest pose:

"Hey—are you alright?"

Looking at Mark's dirty clothes and two weeds hanging from his head, his eyes wandered to the long sword in his hand that was dirty when used to chop vegetables. Coupled with Mark's magical way of entry, the girl was dumbfounded.

At this time, Mark had the opportunity to take a closer look at the girl in front of him, only to see that she was wearing a light red dress on her upper body, a pair of red leather boots on her feet, her skin was like snow, her figure was graceful, her hair was combed into dozens of tiny braids and hung down at will, her thin eyebrows and big eyes, and she was full of spirituality. Even though Mark had read countless beauties in his previous life, he was stunned for a while when he saw such an aura at this moment.

"Ahh

"You-you-you-" The girl's eyes stood up in anger, "You pay for my three-eyed mink!"

"Compensation for your three-eyed marten?" Mark was thinking about how to ask the origin of this girl, but she scolded angrily, and couldn't help frowning, "Didn't you let this three-eyed marten go yourself?

"It's all because of you!If it weren't for you, how would I be stunned?!, how would I let go of the three-eyed marten if I didn't make a flute?!" said the girl confidently.

"This-" Mark pouted and didn't continue, arguing with a woman was definitely a waste of time.

"Don't talk nonsense, don't compensate me for the three-eyed mink, I will never let you go today!" the girl waved the sword in her hand and pointed at Mark from afar.

"Inexplicable, too lazy to pay attention to you!" Mark saw that she was okay, patted the dust off his body and walked down the ridge.

"You're back!" the girl shouted twice, and seeing that Mark ignored her, she glanced back at the woods behind her, where did the three-eyed marten show its head after being so badly injured. So she stomped her foot and chased after her sword.

Mark didn't deliberately want to shake off the girl, so he wasn't fast. And although the girl was already a fourth-level warrior, she had lost most of her strength before, and now she could only barely follow behind Mark, shouting. In the midst of the girl's shouting, Mark gradually learned her details.

This girl is Louena Bell, the granddaughter of the mayor of Moss Town, Tower Bell. She was only fifteen years old, a year younger than Mark, and was already a fourth-level warrior. It can be seen that the horror of his talent, entering the Doral City Warrior Academy is almost a sure thing. And Tieta Bell is also the number one master in Moss Town, a ninth-level peak warrior.

Thinking of this, Mark was secretly frightened in his heart, such a character himself can't afford to offend now. was thinking about how to turn the conflict with her into a jade silk, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart, which is the unique vigilance of people with spiritual power to danger. Mark stood abruptly, his eyes scanning the surrounding bushes without a trace, and soon noticed that something was wrong with a large area of bushes not far to the left.

By this time, Luina had already caught up from behind, panting and coming to Mark's side to reprimand her, but Mark was so slammed into her that she was shocked and screamed. Growing up, she had never been touched by any man other than her father and grandfather.

With Luina's scream, a huge figure swooped out from the bushes on the left. In a moment, he brushed the bodies of Mark and Luina, and slammed his palm on the place where Luina was standing before, and suddenly there was a large pit more than half a meter deep on the ground.

Luina, who screamed, noticed that something was wrong and quickly raised her head, and the figure in front of her shocked her:

"Level 5 Violent Bear!"

Standing up quickly, Mark looked expressionlessly at the bruising bear in front of him, grinning slightly. He didn't pay attention to this level of demon beasts at all, or he had killed too many super demon beasts in his previous life, and compared to those demon beasts, this violent bear was just a baby eating milk.

Of course, with Mark's current strength, it is more than enough to retreat under the hands of a fourth-level demon beast, but the pressure on this fifth-level violent bear in front of him is very high, and whether he can save his life depends on luck.

Thinking of this, he calmly glanced at Luina, who was still lying on the ground, if she used her fourth-level warrior's full strength to hit the door of this violent bear, it was still possible to kill her. Thinking of this, he waved the broken sword in his hand to attract the attention of the violent bear and shouted:

"Luina, get up, grab your sword, and follow my command if you want to save your life. ”