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Chapter Twelve: The Red-Haired Mage

Xia He stopped and looked at the old man.

The old man looked like he was in his seventies or eighties, and his eyes were quite energetic and agile. He smiled and said to Xia Hedao: "Master, the recipe you bought..."

"Are there any mistakes in two hundred gold coins?" Xia He frowned.

"No, no, no, this recipe was consigned by a magician from me. He is in urgent need of a lot of money recently. If you are interested..."

"No interest." Xia He shook his head, and he was continuing to promote it. Xia He is not short of any equipment for the time being. In the future, his main equipment has been confirmed, which is a set of Tarot magic weapons. The equipment he is now using, whether it is a magic book or a cane, is pretty good, and it will be replaced after level 20 in the future.

The old man was disappointed, but he didn't bother him. Xia He was an alien mage. He had neither the symbol of the magic union nor the certification symbol of the adventurer union, nor the level of the Xia He could not see.

Xia He traveled all the shops on the second floor, and then met with Freya, paid the money, and someone sent the things he ordered to the rest area. With the transaction here, there was guaranteed by the Adventurer Union, there would definitely be no fakes. This is also the difference between the union shop and the shops on the street outside.

Xiahe and Freya left the Adventurers Union Building one after another.

"Freya, is anyone staring at us?" Xia He felt something was wrong. The formula appeared strangely, and it seemed that it had not been placed on a high place before.

"Sir, I didn't notice it."

"Well, go to the shelter of the Temple of Morning and find a pastor named Erin. Tell her that I have something to do tonight and will pass later."

“Do I use it back to the hotel?”

"No need, just wait for me in the shelter."

"Sir... be careful, I'm going." Freya did not persuade Xia He. Xia He's own combat effectiveness is also good. There should be no danger in Tiebi City.

Xia He slowly walked back to the hotel, sensing the surroundings along the way, but did not find anyone following him.

After entering the bedroom, Xia He summoned a dirt puppet to come out and guard himself.

Then, he used his spiritual power to activate the Dragon Blood Ink formula.

The magic circle on the formula was activated, and a large amount of information rushed towards Xia He's soul.

In the soul world, this information was directly sucked away by a huge mirror. In that mirror, a red-haired magician appeared, focusing on sorting materials, preheating the crucible, and also directing students to stabilize the magic circle. He was so focused that every move was simple and clear, with a strange charm.

When all the information was absorbed, the things that looked like parchment in Xia He's hand had turned into snow-white, with natural magic patterns hidden deep in the material, flashing with silver light hundreds of times thinner than hair.

Dragon skin!

Xia He laughed, and the bait appeared.

According to normal thinking, you should go to the magician who is in urgent need of gold coins?

I guess I won’t be able to come back after I go there. This dragon skin is worth at least 200 gold coins. The formula is worth nothing, and it’s a big deal.

Among Taoist classics and other biological materials, dragon skin is considered a top-notch product. The dragon's skin has unparalleled magic affinity attributes, especially this one in hand, is silver dragon skin, which is very suitable for making magic scrolls.

In this world, the dragon clan, like the elves, has perished, and this dragon skin has become a rare thing. Xia He's fingers stroked the silver dragon skin for identification.

Xia He's identification technique is not suitable for this world, so he can only detect some shallow information. But it is enough. This dragon skin belongs to an adult silver dragon, and the position taken down is at the tail of the dragon. If it is a part near the throat, its value will double.

Xia He rolled up the dragon skin and put it into the Dragon and Tiger Taoist Talisman, feeling strange.

The recipe must be specially prepared for me. When I was wandering on the second floor, I unscrupulously released my spiritual sense. When I swept through this store, this thing must not be placed in the glass cabinet. The power of the spiritual sense of the Taoist Sect is quite delicate and is very different from the extensive mental power. Even the legendary strong man may not know what he is doing.

Is it really because I was wearing it too silly? This pitfall is quite big, and the bait is actually Zhang Longskin.

If I happily went to the money-deprived magician, I probably wouldn't be able to come back.

Tiebi City is not as safe as it looks!

Xia He thought about it for a while and simply ignored the trouble. Anyway, he made an agreement with Erin and left tomorrow. The guy who designed the trap would definitely not have thought that it would be impossible for him to come to cause trouble tonight.

After tonight, I may not be able to return to Tiebi City.

Xia He took the newly purchased alchemy stone slabs, spread them on the table, and then began to arrange a magic circle, set up a crucible to preheat, and sort the materials. If he had a magic apprentice, he would not be busy alone.

Xia He used pure water to dilute the powdery material. After the temperature of the crucible increased, he began to dissolve some crystals and purify the magic circle. The dried fruits of the plants were squeezed by force and turned into oily mud-like objects. Several things were done at the same time, and Xia He was still orderly and without any rush.

Anyway, no one monitored it, so Xia He simply released his true energy, took out the crystals in the crucible, and cooled it down rapidly. The true energy was like an arm, condensed the crystals into double-layer magic glass balls. Xia He made more than 600 pieces in one breath, and it felt enough. If it really didn't work, he still had more than 100 scrolls in his hand.

After processing and refining the dust, draw the magic array of excitation in the double-layer glass ball, fill it, and seal it. It will be dark after this set.

Xia He put away all the glass beads, which were his own glitter dust, six hundred and sixteen.

While he still had energy, Xia He began to configure Dragon Blood Ink again. When he was in the world of Shen Zhou, he learned how to adjust this thing. There were slight differences in the formula in this world. If he wanted to configure the best effect, he had to practice it slowly. The flame turtle blood Xia He had only one bottle bottom in the recipe. The magic bone gold obtained from the magic tower must be refined with the bones of several special monsters, and Xia He only had less than five grams on hand.

He didn't have time to make up the materials everywhere, so he would like to make some things first.

After preparing the materials, Xia He began to recall all the details of the red-haired magician's movements in the formula. He had just had the idea. In the sea of ​​souls, in the huge mirror behind the soul's head, the red-haired magician's shadow appeared without warning. The red-haired magician's face was a hint of pride, and there was an indescribable poison. His tongue licked his lips...

babble?

Xia He had never noticed the methods in the recipe before, and he had never thought that he would encounter such a thing, because the means of hiding soul attacks in the inheritance are not uncommon. Usually, it is the ability of a legend. This magician is only at level 25, and the methods he uses are much more intelligent than legends, and is similar to the Taoist god!

If it weren't for Xia He, but a magician below level 40, he would have really fallen into his poisonous plan.

In the huge mirror behind Xia He's soul, a colorless and transparent flame surrounded the red-haired magician. Before the red-haired magician could even scream, he was burned clean by the six divine ashes.

It is definitely not a legend. If the red-haired magician was a legend, the fire could still burn for a while.

What a fun thing to attack your soul directly?

Xia He resisted his revenge and did not use the Six Paths of Gods to hurt the Red-Haired Magician's body. He estimated that the Red-Haired Magician was hiding in the Iron Wall City and operating from a distance.

Let you live first, and then make you look good when you really need to face it later.

The Six Paths of Divine Evils seem to have been extinguished, but in fact they can be rekindled at any time. Even the immortals and the Heavenly Emperor are unable to remove them after being hit by the Six Paths of Divine Evils. They can only be careful day and night, and never relax for a moment, and cannot do anything else, which is equivalent to being useless.

If the Red-haired Magician is the mastermind behind the trap, Xia He has solved the problem.

Xia He sneered. It was not easy for the Six Paths of Divine Evil to attack the soul, but the opponent was far inferior to himself in terms of soul knowledge, so he could only wait to die. Although he burned only a thought of differentiation, not the soul of the body. However, facing this kind of rookie, he had sent the Six Paths of Divine Evil over. A few miles away, the angry and manic thoughts were vague, and Xia He could roughly guess what the other party was feeling.

Such a weak enemy, even if the body is hidden in another plane, is still dead.

It turned out that Xia He was still worried that he had swallowed the bait and spitted the hook, and the other party would come to him. Now that he had grasped the other party's life and death, Xia He was much more at ease.

He calmly refined a small bottle of dragon blood ink according to the formula, which is a weight of ten grams.

Xia He calculated the loss and used fifteen gold coins for this ten grams of dragon blood ink. In the future, if the technology is improved, the cost will not be less than ten gold coins. If the scroll is more complicated, this amount of dragon blood ink is only enough to draw two scrolls, unless the scroll material is better.

However, the material of the scroll is not good, so there is no need to waste it with dragon blood ink.

The ink bottle is a three-layer magic glass bottle. The quality of this ink did not meet Xia He's expectations. Xia He simply put it in an ordinary magic pen. Xia He engraved a number on the magic pen, and ink of the same grade will be written in this pen in the future.

Fortunately, this bottle of dragon blood ink has reached the standard of quality.

Xia He checked the remaining materials and couldn't continue to configure them, so he collected the alchemy stone slab and quietly left the hotel in the dark. Although he accidentally used the Six Paths of Divine Evil to solve the threat of the red-haired magician, Xia He didn't know how many accomplices the other party had.

The summoned earth puppet has long dissipated. The summoned earth puppet was imitating the Yellow Turban Warrior to cast spells. It lasted for four hours, which was doubled compared to the two hours of the Yellow Turban Warrior. However, the combat power of this thing is not as good as that of the Yellow Turban Warrior. It does not have much autonomy and needs to be directed by the magician himself.
Chapter completed!
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