Chapter 93: potion recipe

  Chapter 93 Potion Formula

  Hilliard has tasted a lot of gourmet delicacies, and the dishes made by Ian are not top-notch among the many delicacies he has eaten in his life, but can only be regarded as local delicacies.

   But regardless of who his original chef was, how well the ingredients and seasonings are available, just the fact that his apprentice made it himself is enough for the old knight to feel his appetite.

   "It's a pity I didn't learn this craft back then."

   With a sigh of emotion, at the dining table, Hilliard looked at the oyster steak stew in front of him, and couldn't help nodding slightly.

  Warcraft meat that has been kneaded is soft, tender and fragrant, sinking and floating in the brown sauce gravy, and the berries that have been stewed at the bottom of the soup are melting, making the juice thicker and more delicious.

  The oysters on the top of the steak were trembling even more. Ian's cooking was just right, allowing it to fully absorb the sauce, fully cooked but not old at all.

The dense white mist-grade oysters that have been carefully selected have an excellent taste. The old knight picks up a piece and puts it in his mouth, chews it a little and then swallows it. The unique taste and taste of seafood mixed with animal meat oil makes him unable to help Applause: "If you can eat this kind of food every day, even the royal restaurants in the imperial capital will find it tasteless in the future!"

This is of course an exaggeration. The royal restaurant in the imperial capital specializes in entertaining nobles and officials. The quality of the ingredients used and the depth of the cooking skills of the royal chef are not comparable to that of Ian, an ordinary culinary lover. Not to mention ordinary monsters, even many Asians Dragon meat has also appeared, and besides being delicious, it also has extraordinary effects, almost like magic medicine.

   But in Hilliard's view, with his apprentice's level, the ingredients he can get in the future are naturally far better than any restaurant, and as a truly powerful sublimator, it is only natural to master higher cooking skills.

  He was always serious about eating, but Ian didn't eat.

  The boy just looked at his teacher's face seriously, as if he wanted to scan every detail.

   "What? Don't you want to eat?"

Hilliard naturally noticed this too. Over the past few months, he has never been polite to Ian, and he has never fixed the rule that the teacher eats first. Usually, the two of them finish eating, and then make it for Elan. Order milk, soup porridge, or minced meat, and then train when it’s time to train, and attend classes when it’s time to attend class, without procrastinating.

  He looked at Ian with some doubts, trying to figure out what his student was looking at.

  But after a moment of silence, Ian just said a word softly.

   "Wrinkles."

  The boy said almost solemnly: "Teacher, the wrinkles on your face are getting more and more."

  After returning home, Hilliard naturally undid Oxenna's mimicry and restored his original appearance.

  The old knight a few months ago, although he was old, was essentially just because he had long taupe hair and a calm and majestic aura. In terms of appearance alone, he could only be regarded as over middle-aged at best.

   But now, a series of wrinkles appeared on the corners of the eyes and forehead, making him look more and more old.

"yes?"

Hilliard was not surprised when he heard Ian's words. He looked sideways at the soup, and restored his current face from the blurred reflection: "It's indeed a lot more, I didn't deliberately That's what depressing is."

   Turning back, the old knight smiled: "Ian, how old do you think I am?"

   "Fifty or sixty?"

Ian is also uncertain about Hilliard's age. The other party has obviously experienced a lot, but his mentality is quite young, and he can even be said to be quite ambitious...Of course, it is also possible that when facing him, the old man also recalled The spirit of the old days is high, but it can't be too old no matter how you think about it.

   "Seventy-four."

Speaking softly, Hilliard picked up a piece of steak and put it in his mouth. He chewed the meat and bone together, his eyes lowered: "The sublimator has the power to change the world, but in the final analysis, it has only developed in the last few hundred years. Since the perfected skills are specialized in the bursting of strength, they will not be of much help to the continuation of lifespan."

"Yes, a powerful sublimator can live to be one hundred and twenty years old, and the record for the longest lifespan of a sublimated person is one hundred and fifty-five years old, but who hasn't fought, who hasn't been injured? Whose inheritance is perfect, everything in the body There is no conflict in the sublimation organ, and there is not even the slightest omission?"

   "These will cause the loss of life, because the road we step on is rough and difficult."

Having said that, Hilliard turned his head, looked at Ian, and said seriously: "Child, you must also remember that neither bloodline nor real shape is perfect, and there are gaps in everything. I need to check for gaps." A remedy for the omission - in addition to sublimating our own body, soul, spirit and will, we also need to sublimate the future for a longer path for those who come after us."

  He read the proverb: "Only if wisdom lasts long, order will last forever."

   "By the way, let's talk about this."

  Hilliard seemed to think of something, he smiled and said: "Ian, I have been able to extract the highest grade of pure water, and the fusion of potions can now be carried out."

  Early when he ate the sea otter steak, he knew that Ian had obtained the crystal bone. In this way, all the potion materials of the sand armor apprentice had been collected.

"Um."

  How could Ian fail to hear that his teacher didn't want to talk to him about his plight? The other party changed the topic, but didn't say 'Why did he suddenly have a lot of wrinkles when he was fine before' - he had seen this since two months ago, but was always avoided by the other party.

Now, since Hilliard talked about the potion, he could only sigh in his heart, and then said: "I tried to kill the leader sea otter, its crystal bone is much bigger than I imagined , will this be redundant?"

   "Of course not. Potions don't depend on size. Its essence is to absorb the essence of all things and transform the essence of life."

  Hilliard nodded, he smiled and said: "I knew you could accomplish your goal, so tomorrow I have asked for leave from my work place, so that if there is an accident, I can also help take care of it."

  Having said so, Hilliard's tone obviously didn't feel that Ian would fail at all.

  As a teacher, his confidence is stronger than Ian himself.

  True Form Inheritance · Fudo Fortress has five stages, corresponding to the first to fifth energy levels, and the stage corresponding to the first energy level is the "Sand Armor Apprentice".

The potion used by the Sand Armor Apprentice, the main ingredients are "the sublimated organ of a monster with the ability to control sand, stone and soil", and one part of the "sublimated organ of a monster with the ability to strengthen the body". The auxiliary materials are 100 ml of purified water and 100 ml of pure silicon. grams, leaves of fertile soil (commonly known as Limonium) fifteen grams.

  There is no need to talk about other scattered small ingredients, they are all cheap things that can be bought casually in the market.

Different from bloodline inheritance, the main material of bloodline inheritance can never be changed, and the auxiliary materials can be more arbitrary, while the true form inheritance is not only the main material can be replaced at will as long as it meets the conditions, as long as the auxiliary materials are not too different, the basic functions are basically the same .

"Let's eat something first. You don't need to take the potion on an empty stomach. It's better to say that although it is for drinking, as long as you are willing, injecting it into the blood vessel with a syringe will have the same effect, but it will be more intense. "

  Under the urging of Hilliard, Ian ate a few mouthfuls of the meat pot. It was indeed delicious and rich. Although it could not be said to melt in the mouth, the taste was indeed excellent.

   But at this moment, he was a little less in the mood.

  Bringing the seafood porridge cooked on the other side, he walked into his brother's room, and Ian went to feed Elan again.

   "Brother... delicious!"

   He bit the spoon firmly and made a muffled sound. This was the highest evaluation Elan could give.

   And Ian laughed. He tugged at the corner of Elan's mouth, and took out the spoon by the way: "Look what you said, next time it will be 'friend, delicious', right?"

   "Eat!" The young boy obviously couldn't understand what his brother was playing, so he just patted the table energetically and repeated.

   "Snacks."

  Seeing that Elan is more and more able to express his thoughts, Ian is still very happy.

  According to this trend, the other party should be able to completely return to normal before the age of six or seven. The physique of the Terra people is indeed beyond his imagination, and high-level sedative drugs such as sleeping powder can't have a permanent effect on the nerves.

   Feeling much better, Ian turned around, only to see Hilliard staying at the door.

   "Don't worry, I checked Elan's problem. He is very smart, his brain development has not been affected, and there is no distortion on his body."

  Glancing at Elan, the old knight said calmly: "To be honest, he should be healthier than when you were the same age. At least he has never been hungry."

"correct."

  As if thinking of something, Hilliard nodded and said: "If there is no accident today, you can become a real sublimator... To celebrate this moment, I specially prepared a gift for you."

"what?"

  Ian was really surprised. He blinked, and then laughed: "Then I'm really looking forward to it, teacher."

  He won't guess what other people's gifts are without understanding the style. It's rare to be confused in everything, just waiting for surprises.

and…

   What a... clumsy guy.

  —Afraid I feel upset about being fooled? Running over to bring up the topic so bluntly, you are afraid that I will be sullen, and really treat me like a child?

   "The teacher must have never taken care of children."

  Thinking of this, Ian couldn't help sighing in his heart: "Forget it, the old man in his seventies must have his own plans in his heart."

   "He is not afraid, and I can only watch and help. At worst, I will give him a pension in the future."

  The threat of the natives is not worth mentioning. My younger brother's sequelae are gradually being cured, and my own potion is about to be completed. Everything is stable and improving.

  This kind of life...not bad at all.

  With this in mind, Ian and Hilliard returned to the dining table and happily finished the rest of the meal.

  In the evening, under the guidance of Hilliard, Ian began to take the potion of the sand armor apprentice.

  (end of this chapter)