Chapter 251: Forest night

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Speed up the tempering speed and improve one's own strength, the main task

at the moment is this.

The extraordinary core of her own condensation, because of the extremely

excellent characteristics, basically does not need to bother to manipulate the

cultivation, and automatically refines the magic every moment.

But just so, the speed is still a bit slow. As a result of the six months of

learning, Lorrain Hill can be regarded as a complement to the knowledge of

alchemy after the Mercury Dynasty, and he has learned a lot of new methods of

refining potions.

Except for a few rare potions, most of the alchemy formulas can be found in

the library, but it is another matter to refine them.

It's like a very beautiful painting in front of you, you can see the details

and colors, but you can paint by yourself.

The same is true for cooking. Recipes can be seen everywhere. There are not so

many things that can be done well. The same goes for alchemy.

But unlike other potion masters, Lorrainhill lacks materials, not refining

techniques. The mythical talent allows her to easily grasp the characteristics

of the materials and the subtle weight, and the temperature and changes can

also be delicately sensed by it, but now it is precisely the lack of suitable

raw materials.

She can cultivate excellent extraordinary crops, but it takes time to grow.

Even if it is catalyzed by her own magic power, the more advanced crops have a

lower effect. The pearl-grade colorful grapes behind the house have already

spent a lot of energy and a short holiday. It is not realistic to cultivate

other crops.

It seems that this time I am out of the door to explore.

Sitting at the top of the canopy of the red maple tree hundreds of meters

high, the silver-haired girl looked at the mountains in the distance with the

color of Qingdai, expressing such feelings.

The Tiziran Mountain Range is just a small branch of the Sighing Mountain

Range. The Sighing Mountain Range divides the mainland into two. It is vast,

most of which are inaccessible. There are also many extraordinary monsters

hidden in the mountains. Although dangerous, they also hide. Lots of good

things that grow naturally.

White legs swayed gently in the leisurely air, and the pure white skirt

fluttered in the air. Lorrain Hill leaned against the tree trunk, thinking

about which direction he wanted to head in.

By the way, I almost forgot, isn't there another one who understands the local

existence?

She gently patted the tree trunk under her body, closed her eyes, and slowly

felt the consciousness in the tree.

A slightly cheerful message came from the tree, seeming to be thanking myself

for his help. But it has been eight years, the feelings and thoughts of the

tree are really different from those of human beings.

Lorrain Hill asked where there was another existence like it. The red maple

tree seemed to be thinking and remembering for a while before emitting a

shallow ripple spreading in all directions.

Following this spreading arc of light, Lorrain Hill probably knew two

directions, one in the far north and the other in the southeast, both in the

mountains of sighs.

The icy one in the north seems to be a little bit painful recently, the hot

one in the south seems to have been sleeping, and here is the answer from the

red maple tree.

They have never met each other, and can only perceive each other's existence

by relying on the vague information in nature. According to the perception of

the red maple tree, the northern one is similar to it, it should be a Sequence

7 coral-level existence, and the southeast one should be a Sequence 8 crystal-

level existence, but it looks lazy and does not have much desire to attack.

Is that like this, Lorrain Hill thought, if it is such an advanced and

intelligent supernatural plant, it should be possible to communicate with it,

and it shouldn't be difficult to find them in exchange for a few fruits at

that time.

After making up her mind, she leaped gently from the tree, let the wind flow

over her body, and fell freely, then she held down the skirt and slowly landed

on the grass in the courtyard.

Going back to the hut, I prepared some things, such as clothes, food, and some

travel supplies. After putting them in the stored ring, Lorrain Hill thought

for a while, and put on a pure white witch dress, like this in the forest. It

will be much more comfortable to move between.

For ordinary dresses, the shoulders and collarbone will be exposed in the air,

and they will be easily scratched by thick branches and leaves. The shawl on

the witch’s dress will provide much better protection. In addition, the skirt

is relatively long, without lace, and will not be hooked. live. At the same

time, the big brim can block water dripping from the forest.

After changing her clothes, after thinking about it for a while, she jumped

onto the tall tree trunk and folded a one-meter long branch as a cane.

Sure enough, the witch should have something in her hand.

Sitting sideways on the picked branches, Lorrain Hill flew into the dense and

distant mountains.

According to the information from the Red Maple Tree, the existence in the

north is about a thousand miles away from the courtyard where she lives. First

fly to the vicinity of that side, and then drop down and look for it.

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Layers of forests are all over the mountains, and the emerald green and thick

canopy is constantly retreating under the feet. Lorrainhill rides on a wooden

stick and walks through the gaps between the forest hills. Occasionally, you

can see clearings between forests, puddles formed by water after the rain,

reflecting the blue of the sky, like a mirror.

Some small animals will drink water carefully at these water holes, such as

foxes, wolves, antelope, etc., but there are also some rough guys.

Occasionally, a few big wild boars will rush into the puddle like a joy,

splashing a large amount of water, and then rolling around inside, so that the

mud is covered with their hard mane.

Lorrainhill held his hat brim to prevent it from being blown away by the wind,

looking at the emerald green scenery below, and sometimes walking with a few

birds, holding these curious little guys in his palms, looking carefully, and

then Re-launch.

Since it was not in the morning when she set out, she only flew half the

distance when the sun was about to set. The burning sunset glowed across the

horizon. Several herons were singing in the forest, and the girl gradually

slowed down, preparing to find a place to rest for the night, and then set off

tomorrow.

After turning around a few times, Lorrain Hill found a place with pine trees

on the mountainside and fell down. It is safer to have no Warcraft around this

place and will not be disturbed.

The land in the forest is covered by layers of light 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 rock on the ground, and then the pure white

skirt slowly fell, and the slight air current blew a few fallen leaves beside

her feet. She gently waved the wooden stick in her hand and drew an arc in the

air, and then the air flow rotated, bringing up layers of fallen leaves, pine

nuts, and a small amount of dead branches and other debris, exposing the black

ground below.

After sweeping out a round open space around, Lorrain 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 set up the shelf, fasten the tent, and fix the surrounding corners

with nails. Then adjust the details slightly, and the tent is set up. Up.

Picked up some dead branches around www.mtlnovel.com~ and piled them together

to raise a small bonfire. Lorrain Hill sat on the rock beside the fire and

took out a few green fruits and put them on the bonfire to bake grilled.

The girl held the wooden sticks and flicked the burning firewood lightly. With

the occasional burst of pine nuts and sparks, a faint firewood and pine

fragrance floated in the air.

After a while, the girl in the white skirt peeled off the steaming peel and

sipped the sweet and sour pulp, occasionally being burnt and sticking out her

tongue.

After eating the fruit, she took out the notes she had recorded at school to

see which formulas were suitable and good, and thought about ways to improve.

In the quiet night, the quill pen scribbled across the paper, the girl's

focused face and the pages of the book reflected the warm fire light, and the

long shadows shook slightly under the flame.

The sky full of stars, the secluded forest, and the grass underneath from time

to time heard the sound of insects.

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