In the study room.

   After Sifa left, the Bysons did not leave.

   Baron rubbed his forehead habitually: "That kid, are you sure it's okay?"

   Ainilu shook her head: "I heard you say that he has changed a lot, just like a person, so I performed divination."

   "Don't worry, he is still him. At least, this is what the result of the divination told me."

   Byson nodded slightly: "Then I can rest assured, I have put a lot of things on him."

   Hearing this, Ainilu's eyes flashed a little bit of displeasure.

   On the other side, Xifa returned to the bedroom and threw himself on the bed.

   But because he was so excited, that night, he didn't sleep well enough, and got up before dawn.

   After having had breakfast, his mother Ainilu brought Sifa to a quiet room, which was in his memory and had never been there.

   The room is full of bookshelves, full of books, and two long wooden tables. Test tubes, droppers, beakers, etc. can be seen on them, which is like a laboratory.

   There is a wooden door in the depths of the room. The door is engraved with symbols that Sifa can't understand. I don't know what it means.

   "Today I will teach you meditation."

   The mother's voice made Xifa concentrate. The women in plain dresses don't know when they put on a pair of glasses, looking like a scholar.

   "When you drink a potion, the power of the potion usually overflows. Your vision becomes abnormal, and you hear sounds that you couldn't hear before."

   "At this time, you need to meditate to control, converge, and finally fully grasp the power of the potion."

   Xifa was eager to try: "Mom, what should I do?"

   Ainilu has a smile on her face: "Don't worry, kid. Listen to me, now you only need to learn simple, entry-level meditation."

   "Relax your mind and body, close your eyes, and focus your attention. Imagine a thing in your mind. It is simple and easy, without being too complicated."

   "When you outline this thing in your mind, I need you to focus on it, repeat it and outline it continuously."

   "Until you close your eyes, you can instinctively outline it, then you have completed the homework."

   Xifa nodded slightly: "I will try now."

   He found a chair in the room, sat down, closed his eyes, relaxed, and outlined the snake scale revolver in his mind.

  In the previous adventures at sea, it impressed West France deeply.

   Soon Sifa found that it was difficult for him to fully reproduce it in his mind, and the structure of the revolver was still too complicated.

   He intends to replace it.

   suddenly remembered that mysterious book, its outline is very simple, and has a special meaning to Western France.

   That's it!

   Xifa began to outline the shape of the mysterious book in his mind, imagining the feeling of holding it in his hand, and when this process was repeated, the heavy classics became clearer in his mind.

   Just a few days later.

   On the night of the fourth day, after dinner, Ainilu brought Sifa to the'laboratory' again.

   "The lack of two supplementary materials has been collected, and I can make you a'hunter' potion tonight."

   said the mother who opened the door, making Xifa agitated, and she was finally about to enter the mysterious world and become a member of the extraordinary.

   When a gas lamp was lit in the room, Anilu walked to the door with the mysterious symbol on the door. She pushed it open and took out pieces of materials from inside.

   Some of them are leaves, some are branches, and some are utensils containing unknown organs soaked in a certain liquid...

Ainilu put these ingredients into a big iron pot in a certain order, and said: "Low-order potions are very simple to prepare. You only need to add the ingredients in a specific amount according to the order of the formula. Stir again."

   "It doesn't matter if the auxiliary materials are more or less. As for the main materials, the weight can be a little less, but not too much. What needs to be considered is that they must not be too much. Even a small amount will cause serious consequences."

   Ai Nilu raised her head and looked at her son calmly: "This point, if you need to make potions by yourself in the future, you must remember."

   Xifa nodded vigorously, and recorded his mother's words in his mind, not daring to forget.

   At this time, Ainilu opened the vessel containing the mysterious organs and fished out the thing that looked a bit like a heart.

   As soon as it leaves the liquid in the vessel, red light like flames light up inside from time to time, showing its strength.

   "This is the heart of the red wolf of Perth. This wild wolf is an extraordinary species. They are excellent hunters and have high intelligence. They use traps to hunt."

   "Its heart is the main material of the'Hunter' potion. Without it, the correct potion cannot be formulated."

   Ai Nilu threw her heart into the iron pan, and the red wolf's heart touched the material inside, unexpectedly bursting into flames for no reason.

   In the flames, Sifa vaguely saw that the materials began to decompose, but did not disappear, but gathered together.

   The bright red flame in the iron pot gave Xifa a wonderful feeling of high enthusiasm and high morale.

   This group of flames seemed to have awakened a certain instinct in his genes, making him eager to fight and get close to the flames.

   When the flame in the pot went out, the material in it had disappeared, leaving only a sticky bright red liquid. They were separated from each other and easily poured into a cup.

   Ai Nilu held up the cup: "Well, this is the'Hunter' potion."

   Xifa walked over and took the cup. In the book "Lord of Mysteries", he has seen the process of the protagonist obtaining the first potion.

   So I was not surprised at the red viscous liquid in the cup, and under the gaze of his mother Anilu, Sifa drank the potion.

   The potion entered the mouth and slipped into the esophagus. There was no special smell, but there was some heat.

   After drinking this potion, Sifa convulsed all over his body. He felt under his skin, as if there were thousands of small insects moving around. He found that the surrounding scenes had become unrealistic, with one of his hands becoming longer and the other shortening. He heard the roar of the beast, and the voice was sometimes clear and sometimes vague.

   He snorted, feeling his emotions become irritable, and he wants to vent.

   At this time, Ainilu's voice sounded from the side: "Meditation, Western Fa. According to your practice a few days ago, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com uses meditation to control the overflow of the potion."

   Xifa quickly concentrated his attention, and he could not be more proficient in sketching the appearance of the mystery book, imagining its weight, and feeling its mystery.

   Gradually, the irritable mood disappeared, and the roar of the beast could not be heard. Open your eyes again, although the scene is still a bit blurry, it doesn't have the unreal feeling just now, as if it has degenerated into the background.

   He looked at his hands, they were normal, and they were not long or short.

   Xifa can feel that his hands and even every muscle in his body are full of power, and he can precisely control these muscles, so that when they need it, they can burst out with unimaginable power.

   He found that his nose became sensitive, and he could smell different smells of different things in the room; his eyesight became sharper, and he could see insects flying by the window through the light.

   His skin has become sensitive, and he can distinguish the texture of different things through touch; his hearing has become developed, and here he can vaguely hear his younger brothers and sisters arguing in the hall.

   In addition, the knowledge of swordsmanship and fighting skills he once learned suddenly became clear, and he had already mastered it deeply.

  Sifah can recall those actions, can decompose those actions, and combine them at will to form a coherent and continuous attack!

   And some knowledge, knowledge about making traps, came to mind. It allows Sifa to use the materials at hand to make simple but deadly traps.

   Even, as long as there is sufficient time and materials, Xifa can create a series of traps!

   He took a deep breath, feeling his reborn change, and said in a voice that he could only hear: "I succeeded."

   "I am already a hunter!"

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