I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

In the study.

After Xifa left, the Bysons did not leave.

The baron rubbed his forehead habitually: That child, are you sure it's really all right?

Anilu shook her head: I heard you said that he has changed a lot, like a different person, so I performed a divination.

Don't worry, he's still him. At least, that's what the divination told me.

Bison nodded slightly: Then I can rest assured, I have invested a lot in him.

Hearing this, Anilu's eyes flashed with displeasure.

On the other side, Sifa, who returned to the bedroom, threw herself on the bed.

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

After breakfast, his mother Anilu took Xifa to a quiet room. This room was in his memory and had never been there before.

The room is full of bookshelves, stacked with books, and there are two long wooden tables with test tubes, droppers, beakers, etc. on it, it is almost like a laboratory.

There is also a wooden door at the back of the room, and the door is engraved with symbols that Xifa can't understand. I don't know what it means.

Today I'm going to teach you how to meditate.

The mother's voice made Sifa concentrate. The woman in plain dress had put on a pair of glasses at some point, and she looked like a scholar.

When you drink a potion, usually the power of the potion will overflow. Your vision will become abnormal, and you will hear voices that you couldn't hear before.

At this time, meditation is needed to control and converge, and finally fully grasp the power of the potion.

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

Anilu had a smile on her face: Don't worry, kid. Listen to me, now you just need to learn simple, entry-level meditation.

Relax your mind and body, close your eyes, and focus your attention. Picture something in your mind, something simple and easy, it doesn't have to be complicated.

After you've sketched this thing in your mind, I need you to focus on it, and keep repeating and sketching.

Until you can draw it out instinctively as soon as you close your eyes, then you've done your homework.

Xifa nodded slightly: I'll try it now.

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

In previous adventures at sea, it had impressed Sifa deeply.

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

He intends to replace.

Suddenly remembered the mysterious book, its outline is very simple, and it has a special meaning for Xifa.

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. When this process was repeated, the thick tome became more and more clear in his mind.

A few days passed like this.

On the night of the fourth day, after dinner, Anilu brought Xifa to the 'laboratory' again.

The lack of two auxiliary materials has already been collected, and I can prepare the 'Hunter' potion for you tonight.

The mother who opened the door said so, which made Xifa excited. He was finally going to enter the mysterious world and become a member of the Extraordinary.

After the gas lamps in the room were lit, Anilu walked towards the door with the mysterious symbol on it, she pushed it open, and took out pieces of material from it.

Some of them are leaves, some are branches, some are containers containing unknown organs soaked in some kind of liquid

While putting these ingredients into a large iron pot in a certain order, Anilu said: The preparation of low-sequence potions is very simple. Just follow the order of the formula and add the ingredients in a specific amount. Let’s just stir again.”

It doesn't matter if there are more auxiliary materials or less. As for the main materials, the weight can be slightly less, but not too much. What needs attention is that their weight must not be too much, even if it is only a little, it will lead to serious consequences.

Anilu raised her head and looked at her son calmly: You must remember this if you need to make potions yourself in the future.

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

At this time, Anilu opened the vessel containing the mysterious organ, and fished out the heart-like thing inside.

As soon as it leaves the liquid in the container, a flame-like red light will light up inside from time to time, showing its power.

This is the heart of the Pas red wolf. This wild wolf is an extraordinary species. They are excellent hunters with high intelligence and can use traps to hunt.

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

Anilu threw the heart into the iron pot, and the red wolf's heart came into contact with the materials inside, and flames burst into flames for no reason.

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

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

This flame seems to have awakened a certain instinct in his genes, making him eager to fight and get close to the flame.

When the flame in the pot was extinguished, the contents were gone, leaving only a viscous bright red liquid, separated from each other, and poured easily into a cup.

Anilu picked up the cup: Okay, this is the 'Hunter' potion.

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

So he was not surprised by the red viscous liquid in the cup. Under the watchful eyes of his mother, Anelu, Sifer drank the potion.

The potion entered the mouth and slid into the esophagus. It had no special taste, but it was slightly hot.

After drinking this cup of potion, Sifer's whole body twitched, and he felt as if thousands of bugs were swarming under his skin. He found that the surrounding scenes became unreal, and one of his hands lengthened and the other shortened. He heard the roar of the beast, sometimes clear, sometimes indistinct.

He hummed, feeling irritable and wanting to vent.

At this time, Anilu's voice sounded from the side: Meditate, Sifa. According to your practice a few days ago, use meditation to control the overflow of the power of the potion.

Xifa quickly concentrated his attention, and skillfully outlined the shape of the mysterious book, imagined its weight, and felt its mystery.

Gradually, the irritable mood disappeared, and the roar of the beast could no longer be heard. When I opened my eyes again, although the scene was still a little blurry, it didn't have the unreal feeling of degrading into the background just now.

He looked at his hands, they were normal, not showing signs of length.

Xifa can feel that his hands and even every muscle in his body are full of strength, and he can precisely control these muscles, allowing them to burst out with unimaginable strength for ordinary people when needed.

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

His skin has become sensitive, and he can distinguish the materials of different things by touch; his hearing has become developed, and he can vaguely hear his younger siblings arguing in the hall.

In addition, the knowledge of swordsmanship and fighting skills that he had learned before suddenly became clear and had been deeply mastered.

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

And some knowledge, the knowledge about making traps, emerged from his mind. It allows Sifa to craft simple but deadly traps using materials at hand.

Even, as long as there is enough time and materials, Xifa can make a set of serial traps!

He took a deep breath, feeling the transformation of himself, and said in a voice that he could only hear: I succeeded.

I'm already a hunter!