Chapter 49: Changes in Distant Places

After confirming that his level of drawing golden talismans was basically up to par, Clown took out the talisman paper and poured out half a bowl of Sunfire Liquid from the crystal ball in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Just like Moon Dew, Sun Flame Liquid also needs to be preserved in a jade bottle, preferably warm jade, to ensure that its effects are not lost.

Where would he get this stuff? People here don't have any special feelings about jade, thinking it's just a beautiful mineral. Even if they want to buy it, they can't find anywhere to buy it.

He planned to ask a Gisai caravan next time he encountered them if they could help him get some.

Thanks to the thorough preparation and some basic knowledge, the speed of drawing the talisman increased a lot this time. In less than two hours, all the talisman paper in his hand was used up.

A total of forty-two golden talismans were obtained. The success rate was slightly lower than drawing the Qingxin Talisman, but it also had a 50% success rate.

Crown unbuttoned his shirt and placed the golden amulet on his chest.

He pressed the talisman paper gently, and then there seemed to be a weak suction force coming from it, and the talisman was attached to the skin.

After two or three seconds, a warmth emanated from the chest and spread to every part of the body.

At the same time, the "ink marks" on the Taoist talisman were faintly flashing with golden light.

He felt as if he was under the warm sun, but he didn't feel hot, just very comfortable.

He tried other methods, such as sticking it on the forehead or arm, and observed the effects.

Finally, he came to a conclusion: As long as the golden light talisman directly touches the human skin, it will be effective. The duration of a golden light talisman is about one hour.

As for the so-called expulsion of external evil, there are no experimental subjects at the moment, so it will be verified later.

Crown sat cross-legged on the bed, meditating on the Golden Light Mantra to restore his energy.

After five or six cycles, he came out of the state of visualization.

He punched, kicked, and stretched his muscles.

At the same time, he was also thinking about how to use the Taoist talisman.

There must be other ways to activate the Taoist talisman, right?

Clown muttered to himself that the golden talisman was better and could be simply stuck on the skin.

If he wanted to use a Qingxin Talisman in battle, how could he prepare water to ignite it and take it? Thinking of this, he took out a Qingxin Talisman and tried to stick it on his forehead.

The Qingxin Talisman emitted a weak suction force and stuck firmly to the forehead.

After two or three seconds, the cool feeling starts from the forehead and moves to all parts of the body.

OK, it seems that the skill introduction is not that complete. Come to think of it, the introduction is not a detailed instruction manual after all.

Crown gave a big thumbs up to his own spirit of exploration.

The talisman paper had been used up, and he finally had time to take out the potion formula given by the demon hunter and study it slowly.

Geralt gave two potion recipes. One is a physical potion, which can quickly replenish the recipient's physical strength. The medicinal materials in it are all tonic herbs. The other potion is called strength potion, which can temporarily stimulate a person's potential and increase his muscle strength. The side effect is that there is a period of weakness.

The duration of this side effect is uncertain and varies according to each person's physical condition. It is approximately one to three hours, maybe shorter, or maybe longer.

After carefully looking at the required medicinal materials and the complicated process of refining, Clown decided to practice the strength potion first.

Contemplating the Golden Light Mantra gave him abundant energy and excellent endurance. He did not need physical strength potions that much, but strength potions were different in that they could instantly improve his combat effectiveness. If he carried a few with him, he might need them.

When there is enough food, the Golden Light Mantra can quickly replenish energy and physical strength. If he uses strength potions, the duration of the side effects is likely to be reduced to an extremely low value.

Looking at the various materials recorded in the strength potion, Clown's mind quickly formed a picture of how to prepare this material. He also deduced the steps of refining in his mind, and estimated which links would go wrong and how to deal with them.

When he felt he had a clear idea of ​​what was going on, he went to the pharmacy.

He hadn't made any potions since completing the deal with the Giselles.

A layer of dust also fell on the alchemy table.

Crown got a wet rag and quickly did the cleaning.

Then, he found the necessary herbs from his herb box.

In the end, only one set of materials was collected. One set of materials can be used to refine a set of potions, a total of three bottles.

There is a material called bleeding star fern leaf, which is a mutant variety of star fern leaf with red blood drop-shaped spots on it. This herb is very rare and he only has one in his hand.

He ground the herbs into a container for extraction and divided the resulting liquid into three small portions.

In this way, you can refine it three times and accumulate more experience. If you succeed once by chance, you can not only pay back the materials but also make a small profit.

Judging from the refining steps and the difficulty of processing herbs, the strength potion is more difficult than the boiling blood potion, but Clown is still confident that he can succeed once.

The characteristics of the golden wall gave him the confidence that was different from that of ordinary alchemists. His abilities did not fluctuate, and although he might rarely perform beyond his normal level, he was definitely at a relatively good level.

Half an hour later, Crown pulled out the alcohol lamp, and quickly poured the khaki medicine in the crucible into a test tube and placed it on the cooling rack.

After waiting for a while, until the medicine had almost cooled down, he picked up the test tube with a clamp and shook it gently.

The color of the medicine remains bright, without any sediment, and a faint spicy smell emanates.

"Snap", he snapped his fingers happily and muttered, "A good start."

He cleaned the tools, continued refining, and succeeded once more.

Summoning a golden wall, the skill proficiency of Herbalism increased by about twenty points.

[Herbal Medicine: 1294/5000; Level 3]

It feels so good to reap what you sow.

Clown put away the potion, chanted the Golden Light Mantra for two cycles, and fell asleep peacefully.

. . . .

The village of Karim is one of the most remote villages in the Kingdom of Farouk. It is located in the Andes Mountains.

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The people here have limited contact with the outside world each year, and the villagers still live a relatively primitive life.

The nearest town to the village is Zak Town, which takes seven or eight days of walking along the mountain road to reach.

They lived by hunting and gathering. The rich Andes Mountains were a paradise for wild animals. The wide variety of animals ensured that the villagers had enough meat, and men, women, young and old all grew strong and tall.

A few days ago, a gray fog began to fill the mountains, with a faint fishy smell.

The fog is very strange. When the sun comes out, it hides in dark corners, forming a thick black color.

When the sun sets, it quickly spreads again.

Old Hamilton is the village chief here, and he is very worried about the current situation.

Ever since the village was surrounded by gray fog, the villagers have become inexplicably angry and often get into physical conflicts because of some verbal disputes.

This kind of thing doesn't just happen between neighbors; close family members can also quarrel or even fight over a trivial matter.

It was late at night, and he tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, thinking of gathering the villagers tomorrow to discuss countermeasures.

"Wow wow wow"

The sound of a child crying came from the next room, where his two granddaughters lived, the older one was nine years old and the younger one was five years old. The two sisters often quarreled, and the older sister would occasionally beat the younger one severely.

Both sisters liked their grandfather and often slept in his yard at night.

Old Hamilton suddenly felt impatient. Why weren't they sleeping at this hour? He sat up and prepared to put on his shoes and teach the two sisters a lesson.

"Ah", a shrill scream sounded, and then suddenly stopped.

Old Hamilton had something in his mind and rushed to the next room without even bothering to put on his shoes.

The lights were still on in the room, which was sparsely furnished and clear to the eye.

He saw only the younger granddaughter with disheveled hair standing by the bed, while the older granddaughter had disappeared without a trace.

"Where's your sister?"

Old Hamilton looked around in confusion, not understanding what was going on.

"Hehehe," the little granddaughter let out a sinister laugh and pointed to her own mouth: "I ate it."

"Be good and don't make trouble," the old man squatted down and hugged the little girl's shoulders.

He lifted up his granddaughter's loose hair and saw that her eyes were bloodshot with a faint red light.

Thinking his granddaughter was frightened, he comforted her softly: "Be good, don't be afraid, tell grandpa what happened."

"I ate it," the little girl looked at him straight and repeated this sentence.

Old Hamilton was also furious, and his voice became stern: "Eat, how can you eat? Your mouth is so small!"

"My mouth is small, but I can open it very wide." The little girl's mouth slowly opened and her face became distorted.

Her mouth opened into a bloody mouth, a real bloody mouth.

As the night deepened, wailing and chewing sounds could be heard from the dark village from time to time.

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(End of this chapter)