My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

Geralt frowned. He had never heard that practicing making another potion could increase the success rate of making this potion.

He couldn't help but wonder if the other party was trying to use his formula.

Crown was a man of two generations and had a smart mind. Seeing the witcher's dilemma, he smiled and said, "I can buy the extraordinary potion formula in the hands of Mr."

If you buy the formula, it becomes a business between the two of you. There must be some fees for refining the herbal medicine.

The demon hunter also understood this truth. He quickly made a decision and said, "What about acquisition? I will give you all the potion formulas in my hands. Can we be considered friends?"

"Of course", Crown nodded and smiled.

"In my hand."

"Let's eat. Let's talk after eating. I'm starving to death. It's been seven or eight hours since lunch." The demon hunter was interrupted by little Allen.

Accompanying the sound of his voice was his growling stomach, and the demon hunter also looked a little embarrassed.

"It's been so long, no wonder you ate so much at night," Crown joked and started to serve the food.

Although this was Crown's third meal since the afternoon, he ate no less than Allen, or even more.

After quickly filling his stomach, Geralt asked for paper and pen, and began to write down the potion formula he knew.

The witcher quickly filled up several pages: "I don't know many recipes. The witcher takes more authentic medicinal materials."

"Thank you. I'm very talented in pharmacy. I believe that it won't be long before I can prepare the required medicine." Kroun put away the paper and said solemnly.

"Waiting for your good news."

Without saying anything else, Kroun took out the talisman paper on which he wanted to draw the Pure Heart Talisman and placed it in the backyard to dry in the moonlight.

After taking a short rest, he and Geralt stood in the open space in the backyard.

"You have become a transcendent, have you felt the seed of life?"

He shook his head: "No, after the promotion, the priest was sent back. How to go in the future was not mentioned at all. I have no idea what the seed of life is specifically. Sir, do you know how to feel the seed of life?"

"The Knight's Seed of Life is attached to the heart. It is about the size of a soybean in its initial state. With continuous training and improvement, this little thing will sprout like a seed and finally completely envelop the heart. It is said that the Seed of Life can continuously transform the Knight I don’t know exactly how to feel the blood, but the church will definitely teach you this kind of knowledge.”

"Then let's wait until tomorrow to learn more. Today, I should be able to make you use more strength to fight." As soon as Croun finished speaking, he stepped forward and attacked the demon hunter.

"Young man, you are still young," Geralt said energetically with his white hair flying. "The strength of a demon hunter who has experienced two mutations is beyond what you, a rookie who has just entered the extraordinary world, can imagine."

Two hours later, the demon hunter left with satisfaction. Before leaving, he did not forget to sarcastically say: "You still have a long way to go if you want to defeat me!"

Crown bared his teeth and shouted unwillingly: "It won't take long."

He touched Wu Qing's arm and gasped in pain.

[Basic Sword Skill: 4906/5000; Level 3]

[Cross Sword: 1998/2000; Level 2]

Tomorrow I will be able to advance in both my swordsmanship and you will be impressed.

Clenching his fist, Crown took out the tiger bone ointment and applied it to his injured area.

A sense of coolness came out, and the burning and painful wound immediately felt much better.

After resting for a while, he walked to the yard and collected the talisman.

The crystal ball in the sea of ​​​​consciousness was about to overflow with moon dew, and he was going to practice making the Pure Heart Talisman in the past few days.

Crown cut the talisman paper into a palm-sized rectangle, and then cut many pieces of papyrus paper according to this size.

Moon dew cannot be wasted, so it is suitable to practice with ink on straw paper.

He lit all the oil lamps in the room and spread out the straw paper. After Kroun stood still, he picked up the homemade brush with his right hand, pretended to pull the cuff of his sleeve with his left hand, and began to copy the Qingxin Talisman.

The production of Taoist talismans must be done in one stroke, and cannot be broken in the middle, otherwise it will be a waste product and cannot be activated.

He splashed ink and immediately drew a talisman.

It's so ugly. Did I draw this?

Crown covered his face, threw away the papyrus and rewrote.

After drawing more than ten pictures casually, and becoming familiar with the characteristics of the brush, he began to get serious.

Thinking about the succession, transition and method of writing.

After practicing forty or fifty times again, the drawn talisman is still quite different from the real Pure Heart Talisman.

It takes a lot of effort to complete a small talisman seriously, and Crown feels that he is more tired now than after fighting for half an hour.

When the book came to use, he was tired of it. Crown threw the pen aside in despair and sat on the chair scratching his head.

I’ve never heard that you need to practice calligraphy to draw symbols.

He stood up and walked around the room for a while, took a few drinks of water to drive away his frustration, and stood at the desk again.

Go ahead, give me a starting point, and I can wrap up the entire universe.

Silently shouting a slogan and giving himself a shot of fresh chicken blood, Krahn started a new round of practice.

Two hours later, the papyrus was scattered all over the floor. He looked at the Taoist talisman written by him with dull eyes, wanting to cry without tears.

About 300 sheets of papyrus have been used up, and only eight points of the talisman can be drawn.

People are said to have talents. Why the hell don’t I have a little bit of talent in calligraphy and painting?

Unbelievingly, he summoned the golden wall. He looked from top to bottom, and from bottom to top, but he didn't find any new skills formed.

Gan, go on, I still don’t believe it, I can’t even get started with drawing talismans.

Crown felt furious, washed his face, sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated on the golden light spell.

After three weeks, he stood up and stood at the table.

The first-level golden light spell was surprisingly effective in restraining distracting thoughts and restoring his spirit. He was once again full of fighting spirit and confidence.

Continue liver.

Quickly cutting the straw paper to a standard size, Kroun picked up the brush and devoted himself to drawing the symbols.

When I started to write, um, no problem. This turning point was a bit jerky, and the drawing in this place was too steep and not rounded enough.

The time spent concentrating always passed quickly, and Kroun painted faster and faster, and became more and more standardized.

When he finished drawing a talisman again and raised his pen, a warm current spread from his heart to his limbs, and a faint sense of joy filled his whole body.

Crown understood what had happened. He closed his eyes, breathed gently, and enjoyed a moment of joy.

The golden wall emerged, and there was an extra line of small green characters on the skills inside.

[Drawing talismans: 1/2000; Level 1] (I have to say that your talent for drawing talismans is ‘amazing’, but you have finally got the hang of it)

Damn, I was ridiculed by a cheat!

Crown complained in his heart, but it did not affect his good mood at all.

Having learned a lot of skills, he summed up a little rule.