Holding two cyan translucent spars in his hands, Locke sat cross legged in the room to cultivate the fighting spirit of the eagle.
The subtle blue light visible to the naked eye flowed out of the energy crystal in his hand and went into the body along Locke's arms. Locke's breath became longer and longer.
I don't know how long later, a faint sound of crystal stone breaking came from the room, breaking Locke's cultivation state.
Slowly opened his eyes, and a bright light flashed through his eyes. Locke's strength was one point stronger than when he was just promoted to a high-level attendant.
The two wind system intermediate energy spars in the center of the palm have completed their role and turned into countless transparent fragments.
Clapping his hands, Locke threw the fragments of energy spar into the debris pile.
This is the third time this week to use energy spar cultivation. Locke is intoxicated by the feeling of flying promotion.
He heard that some magicians will not marry and have children all their life. They only use meditation as a companion. Most of them also pay attention to the pleasure of improving their strength and ignore the love of men and women.
"Unfortunately, there are not many energy crystals." Locke sighed. Now he mainly uses intermediate energy spar. He also has four or five pieces of advanced spar, but he has been reluctant to use it.
He plans to wait until the intermediate energy spar doesn't work, or the effect is very small, and then use a higher level spar.
Locke said that the energy spar in his hand is less, not that the total amount is less.
With his and Molly's increasing efforts in the operation area, he has become famous among the bottom magic apprentices of Santa college. There are no magic materials they can't get, only unexpected ones.
Originally, their excessive behavior of fishing for oil and water will definitely cause sanctions from the holy tower, but the plane war is getting closer and closer, and no one in the upper magicians will pay attention to the life and death of these slave cannon fodder in the operation area.
As long as Locke and Molly have a good grasp of the degree and don't know what to do with the Santa inspectors, they can definitely live in peace.
Most of the objects they sell are middle-level apprentices. Magicians at this level know that their war is not far away. It is time to improve their strength as much as possible. How can they break their arms and do such thankless things to report Locke and others.
Locke now earns about five intermediate energy spars every week. As for why he still lacks energy spars, Locke lacks wind energy spars that can be useful for his cultivation.
Locke plans to ask assar magician next time to see if he can exchange other energy spars for wind energy spars with the official magician.
He knew that the magician Ashar was a rich woman.
After tidying up his surroundings a little, Locke left the room assigned to him by the Santa tower.
Locke has long been familiar with the work in the operation area. Now he mainly helps Molly mark the soul of slave creatures, and sometimes he is responsible for the entry and exit of slave creatures together with Harris.
Locke is now going to an alchemy shop introduced to him by Molly. It is located inside Santa college. It is said to be a time-honored shop for nearly 700 years.
"Hello, can I help you?" Sitting in front of Locke was a middle-aged man with yellow color. He was a salesman in the shop and an alchemist himself.
Unlike the gaudy shops outside the holy tower, which are specially equipped with beautiful female magic apprentices as waiters, everything here looks simple.
Locke knew that the magician sitting in front of him was probably the master who completed his alchemy task.
"I want to use this bottle to make some medicine useful to me." Locke pushed out a bottle of dark green reagent with both hands.
The reagent bottle is sealed, and the materials and packaging methods used are the most advanced. Advanced means expensive. The magician is very curious about what is contained in it.
The magician sitting opposite Locke still had some alchemy quality. Instead of opening the reagent bottle rashly, he took out a long silver needle, inserted the plug of the needle tip into the reagent bottle, dipped in a little sample and took it out.
The moment the silver needle came out, the mouth of the reagent bottle healed automatically. This reagent bottle is also an alchemy product, a gadget made by Angelina.
The magician said a spell to the long silver needle, then took out a large push of testing equipment from his space ring and tested it on the spot.
Locke was not in a hurry. He sat on the sofa, drinking tea and waiting for the test results of the magician.
"It's Hilde's blood!" The magician suddenly exclaimed. Fortunately, this is a box and did not attract the attention of the people around him.
"How, can you do it?" Locke asked with his legs crossed. The blood of this level creature was secretly collected when he helped assar magician clean up his laboratory.
Ordinary Warcraft's flesh and blood can work on humans. Locke doesn't believe that the blood of this level creature will not improve him.
Through the momentum that broke out when the green creature broke away from the test-bed, Locke could feel that the creature was majoring in physical power. This creature was a great tonic to their knights.
"Yes, I can." The magician's professional quality is still there. Locke didn't wait long. After a little thinking, he gave his own reply, "both steel body medicine and Xunlong medicine can take this bottle of blood as the main material."
"How much do I have to pay?" Locke asked. He had never heard of either medicine, but it was made from the blood of first-class creatures. I think it's not bad.
"This bottle of blood can only be used for three doses. We'll make you one steel body medicine and one Xunlong medicine respectively. The excess materials will be used as the cost. How about it?" The magician made a suggestion.
Locke looked down for a moment and said, "all right.".
He could hide some first-class biological blood in the magician assar's laboratory. It was difficult to guarantee that the alchemy store would do the same, so he simply agreed directly.
This 700 year old alchemy store, of course, has strong guards above formal magicians. The middle-aged magicians attach so much importance to Locke's materials, which can only show that the value of this bottle of blood is indeed not low.
Hilde's plane is very close to the wizard world. Its strength in the small plane is in the middle and upper reaches. The high-level of the holy tower and the knight hall did not choose to invade this plane because of various concerns, but the magicians and knights below often go there for hunting.
Hilde people are treasures. It is said that the heart of Hilde people's priests can prolong the life of creatures above level 1, attracting countless old monsters approaching the age to hunt one after another.
In addition to this, I also want you to help me build a weapon, said Locke, taking out his long sword and a lacquered black broken sword from the space ring.
The broken sword was obtained by Locke at the Princeton auction. It was eliminated by a first-class knight.
"Well... There are only some cloud ink iron in it. It's not rare. It's easy to help you melt into the weapon." The magician took the broken sword and observed it for a while. As for Locke's sword, he didn't even look at it. This sword suitable for middle-level Knight attendants didn't come into his eyes.
"Just be an addition. You won't be charged for smelting this long sword." Said the middle-aged magician.
"Happy cooperation!" Locke passed his palm.
"Happy cooperation!" The magician smiled.
After leaving the alchemy shop, Locke went to the magician Santa Ashar.
The first-class dark element division's surprise and shock to Locke grew larger and larger with the increase of time.
Unlike knights who are still majoring in fighting spirit and physical strength after they are promoted to level 1 creatures, magicians choose many paths after they enter level 1.
A mysterious wizard who is good at curse and mysticism; Elemental masters of all departments proficient in elemental magic; A Summoner who is good at face-to-face trading and summoning; Integrate powerful biological blood into their own blood warlocks, etc.
The magicians who have reached the first level have left behind the knights who can only exercise their flesh because of their huge and complex cultivation system.
It is said that some gifted magicians have been studying the cultivation path of knights. Body refining magicians are regarded as a partial branch of blood warlocks and have taken root in some parts of the wizard world.
Why Locke admires Ashar is because the powerful dark element master is actually minor in witchcraft, and she also works as an alchemist part-time.
The main reason why the magic apprentices before Locke couldn't stand assar magician was that the moody master often tested her newly mastered mystical knowledge on the people around her.
Leng no one wants to wake up and find that he has become a toad or more arms.
Mystical system and magic are two completely different aspects. Some magic can also turn people into frogs, but it is time-effective. The time to maintain frogs is also different due to different magic.
Mysticism essentially changes the overall structure of a creature. If the magic apprentice is turned into a toad, he will really become a toad.
This involves indescribable taboo knowledge in the star world and the universe. Magicians' incomprehensible or inexplicable knowledge belongs to mystics.
He knocked on the door of assar magician's room. Although Locke had the key in his hand, he seldom rushed in. It was impolite.
"Come in." The lazy voice of the assar magician came.
When he opened the door and went in, Locke sat down on the sofa and waited for assar magician to come out.
Through these months of contact and understanding, Locke concluded that assar magician had definitely just got up.
The dark magician hated the day and loved the night.
She came almost upside down day and night. It was estimated that she did another experiment last night and didn't sleep until early in the morning.
Because of this work and rest time of assar magician, even Locke was tired.
Locke also secretly guessed that the magician's skin was so white, mostly because he often didn't bask in the sun. After getting up, he seldom cared about the assar magician he was wearing. He was always caught off guard by the sudden release of spring.
"Today, help me refine a new type of alchemy material." Asal came out of the bedroom wrapped only in a black sheet.
The area of the bed sheet is very small, only covering the key parts. Other places are exposed to the outside, which is fascinating.
"OK." Locke nodded and agreed. He glanced down his eyes and dared not look elsewhere.