Lord of the Witches

"It feels...good."

Tang Qi stood in front of the window sill, bathed in warm sunshine, all the haze was swept away, and he felt better than ever.

In the field of vision in front of him, the weird interface has changed.

Name: Tang Qi.

Status: OK.

Race: Human.

Skill: Golden Forge Meditation.

Information Fragments: This is an ancient meditation method. Visualize the golden sun, and your soul will be thrown into the furnace and sublimated in the burning.

"Cultivation method?"

Tang Qi suppressed the joy in his heart. Although he killed Old Morgan, the evil old housekeeper, Samra behind Old Morgan still cast a huge shadow on Tang Qi's future, which can only be seen from Old Morgan's diary Samra, the old hag's horrible claws.

Tang Qi, who was still an ordinary person, couldn't believe what would happen to him if this family came to seek revenge.

The family wealth inherited by the original body did not give Tang Qi a sense of security at all, so that he didn't even think about it now.

And this extraordinary cultivation method just obtained is a ray of hope that cheers Tang Qi up.

Start practicing now?

Tang Qi turned his head and glanced at the corpse of old Morgan on the ground. The evil ceremony, the red candle that had been extinguished, and the weird soul-changing scales, it might be difficult for ordinary people to keep calm in such an environment, but at this time Tang Qi just smiled faintly. , Directly facing the sunlight, sitting cross-legged under the window sill.

Without hesitation, referring to the method in the information fragments, he began to visualize the golden sun in his mind.

The parchment is gone, but what is strange is that Tang Qi remembers all the details of the sun totem very clearly in his mind.

Tang Qi just had a thought, and the sun began to be sketched in his mind bit by bit, golden lines, strange and ancient runes, as if there was an ancestor with primitive wisdom, facing the sun, standing between the rocks Draw the belief in your heart.

When the sun was formed, the golden flame instantly expanded and exploded like the entrance of a dream world, taking in all Tang Qi's thoughts.

What happened next was a spectacle that Tang Qi had never experienced before.

He himself seemed to have turned into a golden sun, hanging high above nothingness, releasing infinite flames, exuding a warm and vast atmosphere, and there seemed to be many strange and strange things in this infinite nothingness Swept over.

These things include black mist, gray streams, roaring hazy monsters, seas of flowers that attract attention...anything has a huge attraction to Tang Qi.

But when they touched those golden flames, they burned up in an instant, without any exception.

At the same time as the strange things were burned, a golden spot of light was born, like a dust, it automatically flew into Tang Qi's body, in the center of the flame, there was a sense of warmth that could not be ignored, Tang Qi couldn't help it To groan out loud.

Comfortable!

fun!

This is Tang Qi's feeling at this time. The extraordinary experience that should be extremely painful in his imagination did not appear, but the comfortable feeling on the contrary made him immersed in it immediately.

It's like playing a game of collecting golden dots, never tired of it.

In this state, Tang Qi forgot about his surroundings and completely immersed himself in it.

Time is passing by quickly.

"drink"

I don't know how long it has passed, Tang Qi suddenly felt an unbearable scorching heat in his head, as if touching a soldering iron, he woke up immediately.

Opening his eyes, what he saw was a hazy lavender moon slowly disappearing.

In the sky, a new round of the sun slowly rises.

What's going on, back in time?

Subconsciously, Tang Qi looked at the wall clock on the wall of the study, his pupils shrank slightly immediately, and said in surprise: "It's been a day and a night."

Tang Qi felt miraculous. He sat cross-legged under the window sill for a whole day and one night. It should have been a long time ago that his back was sore and his legs were numb.

But now, Tang Qi only feels better than ever before.

Not only is there no soreness in the body, but there is also no sense of fatigue in the mind.

The most incredible thing is that Tang Qi can sense at this moment that there seems to be some "things" in his mind.

Without getting up, he gathered his spirit directly, and there was a "huh" in front of his eyes. In the emptiness and change, Tang Qi saw his own spiritual sea. In a world of emptiness, little golden lights floated up and down like fireflies.

Even though it was pulled away again, these golden lights immediately seemed very small compared to the huge sea of ​​spirits.

But at this time Tang Qi was still very happy. These golden light spots were undoubtedly extraordinary power.

It's just that today's Tang Qi doesn't have a corresponding method of using it.

"Since it is the power born after practicing meditation, maybe these are all spiritual power?"

Tang Qi guessed for a while, and couldn't help but test it himself.

It's a pity that I couldn't move such a pencil when my eyes were tired from staring, and my strength and speed remained the same as before.

So Tang Qi's eyes couldn't help looking at the diary left by old Morgan.

Inside, there are as many as a dozen witchcraft recorded.

While most are evil witchcraft that require the preparation of complex rituals, there are a few special witchcraft that require only magical powers to perform.

But soon Tang Qi shook his head and denied the idea.

In addition to not being sure that the golden light spots and symbols he cultivated do not meet the definition of "magic power" in witchcraft, there is another reason for even more fear.

According to old Morgan's diary, all the witchcraft he knew came from his mother.

An old witch named "Samra" used to be the shaman of a mysterious tribe in the Sahara continent, and had a terrible reputation and high prestige in that area.

If those witchcraft are used, it is likely to be perceived by Samra.

This is what old Morgan said. Samra seems to be the only high priest of this genre. To fully use this genre of witchcraft, you must first offer your faith to the source of witchcraft, that is, a certain terrible "evil god".

And this will definitely be perceived by Samra, who is the highest among the servants of the evil gods in this world. She can know every new black wizard added to her genre.

Now Tang Qi has only just entered the extraordinary realm, and he is not ready at all to deal with the revenge of a black witchcraft family, so he can only give up temporarily.

Of course, the first practice was successful, Tang Qi still couldn't help showing a smile on his face, but he guessed in his heart: "My strange gold finger doesn't look so simple, since the golden melting pot meditation method has been lost After many years, the difficulty of cultivation is definitely not easy."

"I succeeded the first time, either because I was a legendary genius, or because I transformed this meditation method into a skill before."

"Since it's a skill, as long as I'm in good shape, success every time is inevitable."

While muttering, Tang Qi got up slowly, walked over the old Morgan who had fallen into a dead body on the ground, walked out of the study, and walked straight to the kitchen following the memory fragments.

Along the way, familiar and unfamiliar scenes caused more memory fragments to appear in Tang Qi's mind. Scenes of scenes made him understand the original body better, and also deepened his understanding of this brand new world.

Out of the study room, first there is a corridor with many paintings, then there is a classical solid wood staircase, and a simple and elegant hall. Although the layout is not empty at all, it shows the good taste of the owner, but because other than Tang Qi himself, The rest of the figures were invisible, and the whole villa seemed extremely deserted.

Tang Qi knew the reason after a little recollection. In fact, there were still a few servants before, such as a cook, a gardener, and two old maids in charge of cleaning, but they were all put on long vacation by Old Morgan.

Looking at it now, of course it was for the convenience of murder.

Tang Qi can call the servants back, but now he can't wait.

After a day and a night of practice, the mental state is extremely full, and the body itself is fine, but the hunger in the abdomen is like a monster trying to break free.

No time to appreciate the low-key luxury of the villa, Tang Qi went directly through the hall and entered the kitchen at the back.

Without rummaging around in a hurry, Tang Qi moved after recalling a few details.

He took a step to the huge freezer, opened it with a "click", and after a few gropings, he took out a piece of bright red meat. Snowflake textured meat loaf.

After weighing it, Tang Qi placed it on the cutting board in front of him with satisfaction, turned around and took some potatoes, an onion, something like a carrot, and some green vegetables from the vegetable rack next to him. After putting it down, he conveniently took a seasoning box that looked complicated.

After silently looking at it, Tang Qi clicked on the fire after he felt that he was alive. Under the cooking utensil like a stone pot, a blue-purple flame rose, adding water, and Tang Qi moved the knife at the other end. Although using a brand new body is It's the first time I cook, but it seems that for some reason it fits unexpectedly.

After the sound of "Kacha Kacha", the ingredients on the chopping board had been cut, and the water was just boiling. Tang Qi waved his hands and put all the ingredients into it smoothly, including the whole piece. snowflake meat.

Opening the seasoning box, according to the memory in my mind, while muttering, I quickly put all kinds of weird spices into the stone pot.

After putting it away, Tang Qi put down the lid of the pot, and a miraculous scene happened soon.

Ten seconds, just ten seconds.

Tang Qi quickly opened the lid of the pot, and with a "huh", an incomparably rich aroma surged out of the stone pot.

It was a kind of aroma that made people move their index fingers and was completely irresistible. Tang Qi didn't prepare bowls and chopsticks. He picked up the stone pot roughly and put it on the huge dining table. He poked a silver spoon into it, Scoop up a mouthful of soup and send it to your mouth.

Before entering the mouth, the special fragrance has already stimulated Tang Qi to salivate violently. When the thick red soup enters the mouth and flows down the throat, the residual taste seems to activate all the taste buds, and the mouthful is long and comfortable. The breath immediately spit out from Tang Qi's mouth.

Fragrant, so fragrant, so delicious.

At this moment, Tang Qi was full of emotion. Different from the joy brought by extraordinary power, it was a kind of happiness of eating delicious food. Tang Qi, who was already hungry, couldn't wait any longer. The food in the stone pot was eaten up along with the soup.

With the last bite of food in his stomach, Tang Qi put down the spoon and leaned back on the chair with a full face. Looking at the empty stone pot in front of him, he did not find any trace of meat. He couldn't help exclaiming: "Snowflake Rabbit Chowder Soup , the above-mentioned good snowflake rabbit meat is paired with seasonal vegetables and special spices to cook a pot of extremely delicious thick soup."

"The most important thing is that the snowflake rabbit meat is cooked in a stone pot, and it will turn into the essence and blend into the soup within ten seconds. You can eat the meat immediately after drinking the soup, which is extremely miraculous."

"According to the memory of the original body, it seems that such a magical cuisine is not an exception. This is a world that is somewhat similar to the earth, but has very different differences in many places."

"Looking at it this way, the humans in this world are also very happy. Although it is not as good as those worlds with luminous dishes and medicinal dishes, it is still a beautiful world for foodies."

After sighing a few words, Tang Qi packed up the tableware.

After muttering, "A better life requires a stronger foundation", Tang Qi didn't pause at all, nor did he intend to continue admiring the luxurious villa, and walked directly to the study.