Chapter 17: The Problem

Although Xiao Hong only wants to carve a stroke on it, a simple line, but it is still not an easy thing to carve between the narrow lines, not to mention the lines carved by Xiao Hong, the cross-section is in the shape of a "V", which once again adds great difficulty to the carving.

And even if it is carved, there are more difficult things waiting for Xiao Hong, that is, in these small lines, the magic pattern liquid is injected, which requires an extremely accurate transfer of one's own control, and if there is a slight difference, the magic pattern liquid that is ready to be injected will get rid of the shackles, overflow, and the entire magic pattern will be declared a complete failure.

Click.

Although he tried his best to control it, Xiao Hong's knife skills were really limited, and the needle knife in his hand finally deviated from Xiao Hong's expected trajectory and failed.

For such a failure, Xiao Hong's face did not have any expression, the countless failures he had experienced before, had allowed Xiao Hong to maintain a good attitude towards failure, and naturally threw the magic pattern of failure aside, Xiao Hong took a stone again, and began to repeat it in the way just now.

and casually activated Mu Xi'er's audio-visual magic pattern.

Until late at night, there were seven or eight scrapped stones on Xiao Hong's table, and a layer of sweat had oozed out of his forehead, and the side of his middle finger had been ground a little red by the knife bar.

"Shhhh......h

"Go on. After resting for a while, Xiao Hong once again brought a stone and continued the previous steps.

Because there are already countless failures that even Xiao Hong himself has, and every failure, Xiao Hong has summed up, and finally, until one o'clock in the second half of the night, a simple stone with a "pattern in the pattern" was finally made, so to speak, the completion is completely staggering.

However, in the next link, Xiao Hong knew very well that it would be even more difficult, that is, to inject the magic pattern liquid.

Xiao Hong didn't have a clear idea of what kind of magic pattern liquid was the most suitable to inject into the fine lines, so he could only rely on what he had learned before and configure a little bit of A-style magic pattern liquid, which was used to optimize the magic pattern as an auxiliary magic pattern liquid.

Relying on what he had learned before, after a series of deliberations, Xiao Hong could basically determine that this kind of A-style magic pattern liquid was feasible.

Changing into a pocket V-shaped knife, Xiao Hong was dipped in a little translucent A-style magic pattern liquid, and began to mobilize the control force in his body.

The control of this control force must definitely be quite accurate, and if there is a slight deviation, it will not achieve the expected effect, and it will be scrapped directly.

Looking at the hair-like magic pattern liquid, exuding a slow light, blending into the lines, Xiao Hong's brows were already tangled together, and the nerves of the whole person were already tense.

Every deviation of the driving force will be forcibly reversed back by Xiao Hong, giving people the feeling that it is like a drunk guy driving a magic car on a rampage on the road.

However, this time, luck stood on Xiao Hong's side, although the process was thrilling everywhere, and after stepping on the verge of failure several times, it was finally staggered to completion, but Xiao Hong knew very well that this time luck occupied a great proportion.

Carefully activating the tiny "pattern in the pattern", Xiao Hong picked up the regular V-shaped knife and began to inject the anti-inflammatory magic pattern liquid, such a step seemed much easier.

As the anti-inflammatory drug demon pattern was injected, Xiao Hong began to follow the previous practice, covering his hands on the demon pattern, preparing to use his own power to activate it.

But at this time, Xiao Hong's expression suddenly moved, and suddenly, Xiao Hong only felt that his power was being consumed crazily, and this consumption was not consumed one by one as normal, but according to a specific percentage.

For example, Xiao Hong himself has more than 300 points of control, so the speed of consumption is 30 shares per second, giving people the feeling that it is like the magic pattern in front of him, which has become a bottomless pit, or a monster that devours power!

"Is this possible?" Xiao Hong said in his heart.

In just a few seconds, there were less than thirty strands of power left in Xiao Hong's body, but if he wanted to complete the current magic pattern, it would take at least eleven seconds.

If it is interrupted now, then the progress will be lost.

In a hurry, Xiao Hong stretched out his hand like lightning, took out the blue-black magic pattern bead, and threw it directly into his mouth, and the power in his body was instantly replenished.

After just fifteen seconds, Xiao Hong consumed more than 450 strands of power, that is, 150% of his own power, before he finished making the Gunsmoke Medicine Demon Pattern in front of him.

Looking at the crystal clear lines of the anti-inflammatory drug magic pattern in front of him, Xiao Hong realized for the first time that if there was no blue-black magic pattern bead, the "pattern in the pattern" technology would not be able to achieve it at all, because it needed to consume 150% of the control power in the body in an instant, and during the activation process, it could not be stopped or replaced, how could it be possible without the magic pattern bead?

Obviously, the "pattern in the pattern" technique can only be completed when it is used in conjunction with the blue-black magic pattern beads.

"It takes more than 450 harnesses to activate it, which is really luxurious. Xiao Hong muttered to himself, and then carefully picked up the anti-inflammatory drug magic pattern in front of him, and then activated it.

In an instant, I saw that above Xiao Hong's forearm, a palm-sized magic pattern suddenly appeared, which was much brighter and more dazzling than the magic pattern of the same level, constantly changing all kinds of colors.

And at this time, Xiao Hong could also really feel that at the moment, in this anti-inflammatory drug magic pattern, a force was about to move, which was not available in other magic patterns at this time.

With such a discovery, Xiao Hong's heart was filled with a burst of joy, there is no doubt that the many hardships of his previous comeback were not in vain, and he seemed to finally have a magic pattern that others did not have.

Turning his head, he looked at the other arm, a finger-long scar, at this time, a few days ago, he was scratched when he went into the mountain to collect medicine, but it was not serious, so Xiao Hong was too lazy to care.

Now the wound is slightly red and swollen, which is caused by slight inflammation, so I just took this opportunity to test the super strong Xiao Yan Medicine Demon Pattern I made.

Aiming the five finger shields at the position of the wound, a bright green light immediately enveloped the elbow of Xiao Hong's hand, and then slowly seeped into the wound.

Suddenly!

Xiao Hong suddenly felt that there was a sharp pain in the wound, and before Xiao Hong could react, he saw that the wound that had begun to heal, like a geyser, suddenly spurted out a small stream of dark red blood, such a violent anti-inflammatory method, Xiao Hong saw it for the first time.

However, then, Xiao Hong's expression changed slightly, because he suddenly felt that the power contained in the super anti-inflammatory demon pattern in his right hand was slowly leaking out, just like a full tire revealing a small hole.

Although Xiao Hong has never encountered such a situation, it has also been mentioned in the books on controlling the magic pattern, and he did not dare to have the slightest neglect, so Xiao Hong quickly withdrew the super strong Xiao Yan magic pattern.

As the magic pattern changed back to the main body again, Xiao Hong saw that two small cracks had appeared on the edge of the stone, although it was not big, but it was indeed a bad sign, that is, the energy load that the stone could bear could not fully bear the super medicine magic pattern.

Under such circumstances, the magic pattern that Xiao Hong originally set to be able to use five times can only be used reluctantly once.

Undoubtedly, Xiao Hong once again faced a difficult problem, that is, how to make the stone carry the "pattern in the line", which must strengthen the strength of the stone.

However, among the apprentice-level magic patterns, the only stone that can be selected is the most common white jade, so the only way is to start from the shape of the stone.

Following this line of thought, Xiao Hong suddenly realized why the magic pattern bead with the pattern in the pattern was a sphere, because the most vulnerable place of the stone is its edge, and the magic pattern bead became a sphere, as if there was no such thing as an edge.

"Clever. Xiao Hong sighed secretly, however, this can only stay in Xiao Hong's sigh, now Xiao Hong, who has barely mastered the plane magic pattern, wants to make a spherical magic pattern, it is almost impossible, because it requires a three-dimensional surname cognition of the magic pattern, even Sang Hongyun don't want to make it easily, let alone Xiao Hong.

Most of the magic patterns are still on the plane.

Due to thinking too much today, Xiao Hong now already feels that his brain is about to solidify together, and he really can't think about it anymore, so he carefully put the magic pattern on the desk, Xiao Hong fell directly on the bed and fell asleep directly...... Now even in his sleep, Xiao Hong is full of magic patterns in his head.

In the blink of an eye, the time came to the next morning, and the early morning sun pierced the darkness and once again spread the light on the earth.

Xiao Hong, who woke up, his elbow, where he had been healed by the super anti-inflammatory demon pattern, had healed perfectly, and there was not even a little scar, and the effect was wonderful, but unfortunately, the current Xiao Hong could not fully master the technology of "tattoo in the pattern".

Although his brain was still a little drowsy, Xiao Hong's thinking had begun to become much clearer, he rubbed his eyes, got up from the bed, Xiao Hong used to wipe his face with water a few times, and then opened the curtains.

As a touch of sunshine spilled into the house, Xiao Hong's original sleepy eyes opened slightly, and he saw seven or eight people dressed as villagers outside the window, constantly walking around Xiao Hong's house, with apprehension and anxiety in their expressions.

Since Xiao Hong lived in this abandoned and dilapidated wooden house, except for Li Le, few people came here, and suddenly seven or eight people appeared inexplicably, and there were men and women, which had to make Xiao Hong a little puzzled, and he instinctively gave birth to a touch of vigilance in his heart.

Picking up a knife from the desk and putting it in his coat pocket, Xiao Hong slowly opened the door through a gap, stretched his head out, and then asked the people outside softly, "What's the matter with you?"