Chapter 249 Night in the Forest
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To speed up the tempering speed and improve one's own strength, the main task at the moment is this.
Her own condensed transcendent core, because of its extremely excellent characteristics, basically does not require any effort to manipulate and cultivate, and is automatically refining magic power every moment.
But that's all, the speed is still a bit slow. As a result of learning in the past six months, Roland Hill can be considered to have made up for the alchemy knowledge after the Mercury Dynasty, and has learned a lot of new-style medicine refining methods.
Except for a few rare potions, most of the alchemy formulas can be found in the library, but refining them is another matter.
It's like a very beautiful famous painting is placed in front of you, you can see the details and colors in it, but if you let yourself paint it, it's not necessarily the case.
The same is true of cooking. Recipes can be seen everywhere. There are not so many things that can really be done well. The same is true for alchemy.
But unlike other potion masters, Roland Hill lacked materials, not refining techniques. The mythical talent allows her to easily grasp the properties of the material and its precise weight, and the temperature and changes can also be perceived by her delicately, but now it is precisely because of the lack of suitable raw materials.
She can cultivate excellent and extraordinary crops, but it takes time to grow. Even if it is catalyzed by her own magic power, the higher the crop, the lower the effect. The pearl-level colorful grapes behind the house have already consumed a lot of energy. Short vacation It is not realistic to cultivate other crops.
It seems that this time I have to go out to explore.
The silver-haired girl sat on the top of the canopy of a red maple tree hundreds of meters high, and looked at the mountains in the distance with the color of indigo, expressing such an impression.
The Tixilan Mountain Range is just a small branch of the Sigh Mountain Range. The Sigh Mountain Range bisects the continent and is incomparably vast. Most of them are inaccessible. There are also many extraordinary monsters hidden among the mountains. Although it is dangerous, it is also hidden. Lots of good stuff that grows naturally.
The white legs swayed gently in the long air, and the pure white skirt fluttered in the air. Roland Hill leaned against the tree trunk, thinking about which direction to go.
By the way, I almost forgot, isn't there someone who knows about the local existence?
She gently patted the tree trunk under her, closed her eyes, and slowly sensed the consciousness in that tree.
A slightly excited message came from the big tree, as if thanking him for his help. But it's been eight years, and the feelings and thoughts of Dashu are really different from those of humans.
Roland Hill asked where there is another existence like it. The red maple tree seemed to think and recall for a while before sending out a shallow ripple that spread to all directions.
Following this spreading arc of light, Roland Hill probably knew two directions, one in the far north and one in the southeast, both in the Sigh Mountains.
The icy guy in the north seems to be in pain recently, the hot guy in the south seems to be sleeping all the time, here is the answer from the red maple tree.
They have never met each other, and can only perceive each other's existence by virtue of the vague information in nature. According to the perception of the red maple tree, the one in the north is similar to it, it should be a Sequence 7 coral-level existence, and the one in the southeast should be a Sequence 8 crystal-level existence, but it looks lazy and does not have much desire to attack.
Is it like this, Roland Hill thought, if it is such an advanced and intelligent extraordinary plant, it should be able to communicate with it, and it should not be difficult to find them to exchange a few fruits.
After making up her mind, she gently jumped down from the tree, let the wind flow over her body, fell freely, and then held down her skirt and slowly landed on the grass in the courtyard.
Walking back to the hut, he prepared some things, such as clothes, food, and some travel supplies. After putting them in the stored rings, Roland Hill thought about it, and put on a pure white witch dress, so that in the forest Interaction will be much more comfortable.
Ordinary dresses, the shoulders and collarbone will be exposed in the air and are easily scratched by the thick branches and leaves, while the shawl on the witch dress will be much better protected, and the skirt is also longer, without lace, will not be hooked. live. At the same time, the large brim of the hat can block the dripping water droplets in the forest.
After changing her clothes, after thinking for a while, she jumped to the high tree trunk and broke off a branch that was about one meter long as a walking stick.
Sure enough, it's only appropriate for a witch to have something in her hand.
Sitting sideways on the plucked branches, Roland Hill flew into the dense and distant mountains.
According to the information of the red maple tree, the existence in the north is about a thousand miles away from the courtyard where she lives. Fly to the vicinity first, and then drop down to find it.
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Layers of forests spread over the mountains, and the emerald and thick tree crowns receded under his feet. Roland Hill rode a wooden staff and walked through the gap between the forest hills. Occasionally, I can see the clearing between the forests, the puddles formed by the accumulated water after the rain, reflecting the blue of the sky like a mirror.
Some small animals will drink carefully by these puddles, there are foxes, wolves, antelopes, etc., but there are also some rough guys. Occasionally, a few big wild boars would rush into the puddle like a joy, splashing a large amount of water, and then rolling around in it, letting the mud cover their hard bristles.
Roland Hill held down the brim of his hat to prevent it from being blown away by the wind, looking at the green scenery below, and sometimes walking with a few birds, holding these curious little guys in the palm of his hand, looking at them carefully, and then Re-fly.
Since it was not in the morning when she set off, she only flew half the distance when the sun was about to set. The burning sunset glowed red across the sky, a few egrets were chirping in the forest, and the girl gradually slowed down, preparing to find a place to rest for the night before leaving tomorrow.
After a few laps around, Lorraine Hill found a long
The half-mountain with pine trees fell down, and it was safer to have no monsters around this place, and it would not be disturbed.
The forest land is covered with layers of pale yellow and withered leaves, there are not many shrubs, and many scattered pine nuts can be seen on the leaves.
The girl's boots stepped on a stone on the ground, and then the pure white skirt slowly fell, and the slight airflow blew a few fallen leaves beside her feet. She gently waved the wooden staff in her hand and drew a circular arc in the air, and then the airflow swirled, bringing up layers of fallen leaves, pine nuts, and a few dead branches and other debris, revealing the black land below.
After clearing a circular clearing all around, Roland Hill took out a larger tent from the ring and placed it on the ground.
First, lay a layer of waterproof mat on the ground, then put the tent on the mat, then put up the shelf, fasten the tent, and fix the surrounding corners with nails, and then adjust the details a little, and the tent is ready. .
Picked up some dead branches around, piled them together, and raised a small bonfire. Roland Hill sat on the stone beside the fire, took out a few cyan fruits and baked them by the bonfire.
The girl gently fiddled with the burning firewood with a wooden branch. With the occasional burst of pine nuts and sparks, a faint scent of firewood and pine wood drifted into the air.
After a while, the girl in the white dress peeled off the steaming peel and ate the sweet and sour pulp in small bites, occasionally getting burned and sticking out the tip of her tongue.
After eating the fruit, she took out the notes she took at school to see which recipes worked well and thought about ways to improve.
On a quiet night, the quill rustled across the paper, the girl's focused face and pages reflected the warm firelight, and the long shadow swayed slightly under the flame.
The sky full of stars, the quiet forest, and the chirping of insects can be heard from time to time in the grass.