Chapter 249

The main task is to speed up the quenching speed and improve our strength.

The extraordinary core of her own condensation, because of its extremely excellent characteristics, basically does not need to spend any effort to manipulate the cultivation, and automatically refines the magic all the time.

But only so, the speed is still a little slow. As a result of the study in the past half a year, loranthal has also made up for the knowledge of gold smelting after the mercury Dynasty and learned a lot about the refining methods of new medicines.

Except for a few rare potions, most of them can be found in the library, but refining is another matter.

It's like a very beautiful painting in front of you. You can see all the details and colors, but it's not necessary to let yourself draw.

It's the same with cooking. Recipes can be seen everywhere. There are not so many that can be done well. So is alchemy.

But unlike other potion masters, lorenthal lacks materials, not refining techniques. Myth level talent allows her to easily grasp the characteristics of materials and accurate to the minute weight, temperature and change can also be delicate perception, but now it is precisely the lack of suitable raw materials.

She can cultivate excellent and extraordinary crops, but it takes time to grow. Even with her own magic catalysis, the higher the effect of the crops, the lower the effect. The Pearl grade seven color grape behind the house has consumed a lot of energy, and it is unrealistic to cultivate other crops in a short holiday.

It seems that we have to go out and explore this time.

The girl with silver hair sat on the top of the crown of a red maple tree hundreds of meters high, looking at the mountains of indigo color in the distance, she felt this way.

Tisilan mountain range is just a small branch of sighing mountain range. Sighing mountain range divides the mainland into two parts. Most of them are inaccessible. There are many extraordinary Warcraft hidden among the mountains. Although dangerous, there are also many good things that grow naturally hidden.

White legs swayed gently in the long air, pure white skirt fluttered in the air, Lorraine Hill leaned against the tree trunk, considering which direction to go.

By the way, I almost forgot, don't you have a local presence?

She gently patted the trunk under her body, closed her eyes, and slowly felt the consciousness in the tree.

A slightly joyful message came from the tree, as if to thank for their help. But it's been eight years. Dashu's feelings and thoughts are really different from those of human beings.

Lorraine Hill asked where there was the same existence as it. The red maple seemed to think and recall for a while before it sent out a shallow ripple and spread to all directions.

Along this spreading arc of light, Lorraine Hill probably knew two directions, one in the far north and the other in the southeast, both in the sighing mountains.

The icy one in the North seems to be suffering recently. The hot one in the South seems to be sleeping all the time. Here is the answer from the red maple tree.

They haven't met each other and can only perceive each other's existence by virtue of the fuzzy information between nature. According to the perception of red maple, the one in the north is similar to it, and it should be the coral level of sequence 7, while the one in the southeast should be the crystal level of sequence 8, but it seems to be lazy, and it doesn't have much desire to attack.

In this way, Lorraine Hill thought, if it is such a high-level 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 at that time.

After making up her mind, she jumped down from the tree, let the wind flow through her body, and fell freely. Then she pressed down her skirt and slowly fell 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 storage ring, Lorraine Hill thought about it. He would change into a pure white witch dress, which would make it much more comfortable to move in the forest.

Ordinary dress, shoulder and clavicle will be exposed in the air, easy to be scratched by thick branches and leaves, while the Cape on the witch's dress will have better protection, in addition, the skirt is also relatively long, without lace, it will not be hooked. At the same time, the big brim can block the dripping water in the forest.

After changing her clothes and thinking about it a little, she jumped up to the tree trunk and broke off a one meter long branch as a walking stick.

Sure enough, a witch needs something in her hand.

Sitting on the side of the branch, Lorraine Hill flew into the dense and distant mountains.

According to the information of the red maple tree, the existence in the north is about thousands of miles away from the courtyard where she lives. First fly to the nearby area, and then fall down to look for it.

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Layers of forest all over the mountains, green and thick canopy at the foot of the retreat, Lorraine Hill riding a wooden stick, through the gap between the forest hills. Occasionally, you can see the open space between the forests and the puddles formed by accumulated water after the rain, reflecting the blue sky like a mirror.

Some small animals will drink water carefully beside these puddles, such as foxes, wolves, antelopes and so on, but there are also some rough guys. Occasionally, a few big boars would rush into the puddle like a happy one, splash a lot of water, and then roll back and forth in it, so that the mud would be covered with their hard mane.

Lolan hill holds down his hat brim to prevent it from being blown away by the wind, looks at the green scenery below, sometimes walks with a few birds, holds these curious little guys in the palm of his hand, looks at them carefully, and then releases them again.

Because it was not the morning when she started, she only flew half the distance when the sun was about to set. The burning sunset red the whole sky. A few egrets were singing in the forest. The girl also slowed down and was ready to find a place to rest for one night before leaving tomorrow.

After turning around a few times, Lorraine Hill found a pine tree and fell down the hillside. This place is safer and undisturbed without Warcraft.

The forest land is covered by light yellow and withered yellow leaves layer upon layer, 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 down, and the slight air blew a few leaves beside her feet. She gently waved the wooden staff in her hand and crossed an arc in the air. Then the air whirled, bringing up layers of fallen leaves, pine nuts and a small amount of dead branches and other debris, exposing the black land below.

After clearing a circular open space around, Lorraine Hill took a larger tent out of the ring and put it on the ground.

First, lay a 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. Then adjust the details slightly, and the tent will be set up.

Pick up some dead branches around, pile them up, and raise a small bonfire. Lorraine Hill sits on the stone beside the fire and takes out some green fruits to bake by the bonfire.

The girl took the wood branch and gently poked the burning firewood. With the occasional explosion of pine nuts and sparks, a faint firewood and rosin floated in the air.

After a while, the girl in the white skirt peeled off the steaming peel and ate the sweet and sour pulp. Occasionally, she would be scalded and spit the tip of her tongue.

After eating the fruit, she took out the notes she had taken at school to see which recipes were suitable and good, and then she thought about how to improve them.

On a quiet night, the quill rustled across the paper, the girl's attentive face and the page reflected the warm light of the fire, and the long shadow swayed slightly under the fire.

The sky full of stars, the quiet forest, the grass around from time to time came bursts of insects.