Chapter 311

Hosga peak Abbey, residential area.

Lu Zhengkang handed dilo the medicine, which he made in advance. It was refreshing after being chilled. When the young man finished drinking, his body was covered with golden life magic power, and his wounds and bruises healed and dissipated.

It's really easy to configure the medication. The simplest formula is blue mountain flower with wheat. It only needs simple grinding, distillation and mixing. A novice can practice for a period of time and make it independently. So, it's not a very precious medicine. The fishermen on the roadside may know how to do it.

All things have magic power. Alchemy is a kind of magic knowledge that stimulates, refines and combines the magic power properties of things to give full play to the effect of magic like magic. In a broad sense, alchemy is not just medicine, but because of the classification, it separates enchantment and forging magic equipment. So now people refer to alchemy, which means alchemy reagents.

Due to the lack of many medicinal materials, Lu Zhengkang can't make the necessary medicinal wine for external skill cultivation. The therapeutic medicine is a good substitute. In addition, there is another thing that can be used as the essential oil for external skill cultivation.

Of course, it's not real oil. It's magic power liquid. It's also a kind of alchemy potion. It's used to power the enchantment array of exophytic armor. Smearing magic power liquid on the whole body, and then massage to speed up absorption, can make the skin tough, muscles and bones tight, can improve the magic resistance, and lay a foundation for the future painting of enchanted tattoos.

Dilo is shy and unwilling to let Lu Zhengkang give him a massage. So the troll set up a big iron pot, added water, put it on the bath bucket, and threw the naked dilo in, injected water and added magic liquid. Light up the fire and heat it in a water bath.

The young man was so hot that he was squeaking. He looked like a mouse in the water.

Trolls, like hamsters, push Dillo back into the water from time to time.

In fact, the water temperature is not high. For one thing, the altitude here is very high. For another thing, the boiling point of magic liquid is lower than that of pure water. Therefore, the water temperature in the barrel is about 63 degrees. With Nord's strong constitution, it will not be a problem to soak for 20 minutes.

Since Jonas, the dragon soul, was subdued, Lu Zhengkang still did not stop dilo's practice. One day, the young man was tired and dying. Coupled with the torment at night, he was about to collapse.

Lying on a stone bed hard enough to kill people, Dillo empties his brain.

It's dark and cold here, but at least there's no snow.

Jonas, he's still out there, tied to a stake, all day.

"Mr. White Mountain, I want to see Jonah."

Lu Zhengkang shook his head. "You can't help him. He'll be fine."

"It's so cold outside, he's just a kid, he's still from Brighton..."

"He needs to be close to dying to be able to recover."

"Why?" Dillo was surprised and angry at the unkind answer.

Lu Zhengkang wanted to answer, but he coughed a few times. His throat was itchy, but the roar hurt his body. He quickly closed his mouth and breathed slowly for a while.

After using a healing operation, it is much better, but it has not been cured. This kind of injury is unconventional. The residual power of speech and spirit is constantly damaging his vocal cords and lungs. It needs to take good care of him for a while.

"How are you?"

Lu Zhengkang waved his hand and sighed bitterly, "boy, you don't know what Jonas is like now. I'll give you a general idea. Just listen to it and go to sleep. Should you practice or have to practice every day? "

“…… Yes

"Do you know the most terrible thing about the dragon? It's not their eyes, it's not their claws, it's their teeth, it's that they don't really die. "

"Yes? So powerful? " Dillo was surprised. Although the story of gunod's Heroes fighting against the dragon has been spread all the time, it's too ancient after all, and few people really go back to explore the details.

"For a dragon, they never have the concept of death. Even if you defeat him, it's just a nap for him.

"Once you are not afraid of death, you will be rude in your attitude towards things. The dragons are domineering, galloping in the sky and enslaving the earth. How amazing!

"However, death is fair after all. They will die one day. Gunod's Heroes created a spit eye named "dragon break". They took their hatred of the dragon as their will to let them experience the pain of death. Then they found that they were not fearless. What they fear most is death, which they have always ignored. "

"So what does this have to do with Jonah?"

"He is a dragon, and he has a real dragon in his heart. It is death that can make him fear and yield when he is confined to the mortal's obsession with life and death. In the face of such fear, his courage is weak and vulnerable. Look, he won't let himself die, let alone Jonas. "

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It was very hot in the winery. Jonas stood in front of a large copper distillery, watching carefully the flames rising in the combustion chamber, hitting the top again and again, being suppressed and dispersed, just like a flame plate, holding up the huge liquor chamber."Sometimes, I think, what is a flame? Does it have quality? It's moving, like water, but fire and water are so different that they can't coexist - Hey, why do the opposite things show similar characteristics? "

He didn't speak. Now it's his turn to speak. The two people who were not allowed to live together turned their personalities around.

He always likes to say some fantastic ideas, showing the curiosity of natural phenomena. Many of them are reasonable, and many of them are absurd. In his words, the world is wonderful, just like a drama. The preparatory work is in the background, and the presented things are operating in the invisible track. Why the fire rises, why the rain falls, why the animals multiply, why the city rises and falls, why a bottle of wine is brewed and bottled, all these are in order.

He likes the natural order, but he doesn't like the artificial order.

Among the nine Holy Spirits, his favorite is Juliano, the God of wisdom and logic.

However, he did not believe that the logic of the world was created by the Holy Spirit. He regarded Juliano as the embodiment of the reason and logic of the world.

If even God is not qualified to talk about the rationality of the world, then the order of mortals is even more superficial and ridiculous.

There are many new ideas, some of which are from childhood, some from wandering time, and some from college. These things, he despised.

"I sometimes wonder when I'm going to die." He continued to chatter. At this moment, Jonas in his memory began to eat dinner. The winery only offered him two meals a day, a piece of moldy and sour bran bread, and most of the bowl of muddy, sour and bitter salt potato soup. The slave merchant sold him to the owner of the winery at a low price. Although he was still a free man in law, in fact he was a prisoner, not as good as a prisoner, because such days had no end, and only death could save him from suffering.

Many older slave workers said that when he grew up and had strength, he could eat better things. What they didn't say was, more work.

This is also a kind of order. If people who have nothing to do with their own affairs judge this order, they may ignore the sad faces of the slaves and praise the slave owners for their special housekeeping.

Jonas just doesn't like the order.

He said suddenly, "stop it."

He didn't care. "Death is not a shame. It's like a festival. It always comes, and it's unexpected."

"Enough! Stop it He cried out.

Death, death, death, he always tries his best to escape this word, but he just goes against his will and talks about his views on death, just like an expert who breaks through obsession.

"You know what! The mortal mole ant life certainly does not have any good to care about

He laughed, "so my father said, some people are born fairer. The life of a dragon is life, but the life of a man is not?"