All in all, after Muluus obtained the magical liquid he named "Sagoro", he exploded with a powerful desire to explore.

Because the liquid of that purple qi is really too powerful.

At that time, Mulius had already realized the path he was going to take, and embarked on a great journey to become a great alchemist, but - he had no money, or more accurately, he had nothing.

There is no laboratory, no alchemy materials, no ability, nothing, poor.

But the magic liquid that he had just arrived helped him completely solve this series of problems!

Because of the magic of this thing, the construction of the illusion does not need to worry about Muluus at all, only needs to instill a basic requirement into the rolling rich liquid, such as "what kind of alchemy laboratory does he want", and the liquid can make him a perfect existence close to reality!

He didn't need to worry about experimental materials at all, because in this lab, he had everything he wanted!

Mulius's alchemy advanced by leaps and bounds, and he triumphed along the path of asceticism.

Later, thanks to it, Muluus unearthed several relics of ancient alchemists and magicians, and became more comprehensive about the ancient Western cultivation methods, thus making up for his own shortcomings.

But when Muluus's strength came up, he gradually focused on "Sagoro".

What is the secret of the Pokémon that has helped him grow to such a point? How is it made? What are its ingredients? What is the magic of it?

Mulouus became more and more curious about "Sagoro".

And why it has such a name as a magical liquid is because Muluus met the chaotic consciousness in it when he studied it sometimes.

At this time, Muluus knew that this thing originally had a "machine spirit", so considering its ability, Muluus gave it this name, which in the language of ancient alchemists, means "dream".

However, until Muluus fell into a ruin for hundreds of years, he did not succeed in reviving the Western cultivation world, and after he came out, even the people and things that he had only become familiar with it with great difficulty were gone......

You can only find a hand like Adelaide......

It is also a tragedy that can make the listener sad and the hearer cry.

"Alas, you're also quite unlucky...... Fang Guiyuan patted him comfortingly.

Originally, the cultivation was smooth sailing, and he did make some achievements, and finally broke out of his fame, waiting for the enlarged tricks to be seen, and he fell into a ruin for five or six hundred years......

After coming out, even the level of the junior brother was downgraded to the level of Adelaide......

Muluus smiled nonchalantly, "Fortunately, I have studied in that magic tower for a long time, and I have also received a lot of inheritance from that senior. ”

Fang Guiyuan waved his hand, and didn't ask Muluus what kind of benefits he had, but just said to him: "By the way, you said that ink...... Have a consciousness of your own?"

Muluus nodded, "Yes, although it is chaotic and the reaction is not enough, it is indeed a consciousness of existence. ”

"Huh......" Daoist Fang said a little frightened, "Old Chen, listen, this thing still has a machine spirit, it seems that it is very tricky to subdue!"

At the beginning, the book on the Huangliang pillow was very damaged, and it was divided into two, so naturally there could be no instrumental spirit, so even if Fang Guiyuan got it later, he only spent a lot of effort in repairing the book on the Huangliang pillow, and there was not much resistance to the magic weapon to recover and recognize the master.

It's just that I didn't expect that this thing suspected to be the ink of the floating life and the world still has a machine spirit......

Fang Guiyuan originally thought that the Huangliang pillow book and the floating life tracing pen were matching magic weapons, so even if there was a tool spirit, there should be only one, no matter which thing it was attached to, it would never react to its carrier at all.

Since there is no reaction on the book on the Huangliang pillow, then deduce, the machine spirit should not exist.

But now, according to Muluus, the machine spirit is still alive......

Fang Daochang felt that it was a little tricky.

There are many kinds of magic weapons in the cultivation world, and there are high and low abilities, for these, there are many monks who grab them, or after they die and ascend to immortals, they are left to be destined, but there are machine spirits, for ordinary monks, it is not easy to subdue.

First of all, because most of the magic weapon artifacts are made by their first master, that is, its creator, who worked hard to get out, whether it is the process of use or when they are idle and have nothing to chat and fart, they are naturally the most suitable for their own creators, and because the machine spirit was just born at that time, there will naturally be a fledgling plot, and they are extremely dependent on their first master.

Only a very small number of magic weapons will give birth to the machine spirit on their own, and this kind of self-born consciousness is often extremely independent, and would rather choose their own hard cultivation than be subdued into obedient weapons.

And the first type, after growing to a certain point, their own consciousness has also matured, and they will also have their own ideas about the problem of changing the master. If the monks want to recover this one, they must not only withstand the invisible pressure from the first owner of the magic weapon, but also have to work hard to communicate with the magic weapon.

At the end of the day, it's just two words - trouble!

It's better to refine one yourself or find a powerful magic weapon without a machine spirit to use!

Daoist Fang thought the same way.

Most of the magic weapons in his hands were cast by him himself, or some were unconscious but very useful things handed down by his master, as powerful as a black jade gourd, which was also a weapon spirit......

"Tricky, tricky, don't you want it?" Chen Jiu shouted.

"How is that possible!" Dao Chang Fang immediately retorted, "I've been looking for so many years, if it weren't for it, I wouldn't have followed you here!"

Chen Jiu nodded, "That's it!"

Mulius frowned and said, "You ...... Do you want to come and take Sagoro?"

Fang Dao Chang laughed a few times, "It's not like that...... It's your Sagoro that sounds like an important magic weapon I've been looking for, so I came here, otherwise even the old wine can find you and beat you up, but the time is delayed. ”

Then he swore again: "Don't worry, the poor road will not take the favor of others, if that thing is not, the poor road will also give you some compensation...... Uh, no, just compensate for it, anyway, you tricked me in the woods, and my soul was separated!"

Fang Dao Chang weighed his family background for a moment and changed his words, "If it's really what I've been looking for...... I'll just take a look, promise not to do it!"

If someone else had said this, Mulius would have thought that the man was stupid for him, and a casual word would have been enough to assure him. But for someone like Fang Guiyuan who is about to become an immortal, swear that this thing really exists!

Every word and deed will be induced by heaven!

So Mulius fell silent.