Mo Qing looked at the bottle of potion pointed by the salesperson. It was a bottle of cyan potion. The cyan liquid inside was cold enough just by looking at its color.
You get what you pay for, and thirty-five degrees below zero is certainly what Mo Qing longs for, but similarly, the price of forty gold coins also makes it prohibitive.
The eighteen gold coins in his hand can only buy a bottle of intermediate cold potion, and high-level cold potion is unaffordable anyway.
Moreover, Mo Qing is still a little confused. This cold potion is used to refine armor and solidify metal. He wants to use it for cultivation. It is hard to say whether it will be useful.
So in the end, Mo Qing could only look at the advanced cold potion and sigh.
However, he still bought a bottle of intermediate cold potion and spent all his money.
After receiving the bottle of cold potion, Mo Qing immediately returned to his residence. He wanted to try the effect of the cold potion, which was also a very important thing.
After returning indoors and locking the door, Mo Qing first tested whether the cold air in his body had changed.
I picked up the thermometer and measured it. There was no change. It was still minus 26 degrees.
It seems that if there is no external stimulation, there will be absolutely no change in this cold air.
Mo Qing took out a precious potion worth eighteen gold coins, wondering how to use it.
Upon closer inspection, this cyan liquid is actually a very dense gas. It is sealed in the test tube. If you shake it gently, the liquid will flow like water.
"No matter what, just absorb it!"
To use stamina potion and energy potion, you need to suck them directly into your stomach. This must be the same for the cold potion.
Thinking of this, Mo Qing picked up a small hammer and knocked it gently. The test tube was opened and cyan gas floated out.
Mo Qing hurriedly breathed into the test tube, and all the cyan gas was immediately absorbed into his stomach.
The cold air entered his stomach, and Mo Qing felt a chill all over his body, and couldn't help but shudder.
"It is indeed gas at minus 30 degrees Celsius. It cannot be wasted!"
Quickly sitting cross-legged and closing her eyes, Mo Qing circulated the cold air in her body and began to absorb the cold air.
The cold air mass inside Mo Qing's body was about the size of a walnut. It spun around in a circle and immediately absorbed the cold air from outside.
In one circle, just one circle, the external cold air was completely absorbed by the cold air mass.
"Sure enough, it can be integrated. It seems that my idea is right!"
Mo Qing was secretly happy, but the cold air seemed to be rotating too fast. It absorbed all the cold air in one go, and seemed to have no intention of growing.
Feeling confused, Mo Qing took out the thermometer and began to re-measure the degree of coldness in his body.
The test results made Mo Qing a little helpless. The cold air was not ineffective, it was indeed effective, but the amount of cold air seemed to be too small. It was not enough to circulate the cold air mass more, and the effect of improvement was limited.
It was twenty-six degrees before. After absorbing a little bit of the cold air, Mo Qing was able to emit the cold air of minus twenty-seven degrees and advanced one degree.
Of course, this cold potion must be up to standard and must have a temperature of minus 30 degrees Celsius, but the amount is just too small to allow Mo Qing to truly emit the cold air of minus 30 degrees Celsius.
It seems that if you want the cold in your body to reach minus 30 degrees, at least three bottles of cold potion are needed.
One bottle costs eighteen gold coins, three bottles equals fifty-six gold coins.
The high-level cold potion seems to be basically the same in quantity as the intermediate cold potion. It is estimated that it can advance one degree at a time. To reach minus 35 degrees, I am afraid five bottles of high-level cold potion will be needed.
One bottle costs thirty-six gold coins, five bottles equals one hundred and eighty gold coins.
It’s simply a money grab!
Mo Qing, who was already penniless, was helpless. He had no money for food for the second half of the month. He didn't have to think about buying a cold potion unless he went to attend the meteorite trade fair.
But at least it was progress. The cold temperature changed from minus 26 degrees to 27 degrees. Mo Qing also found a way to improve the cold temperature. As long as he had money, he could at least raise it to 35 degrees.
After bringing the stamina and energy potions, Mo Qing also brought some dried meat. There is water at the waterfall. These dried meats and a few bottles of potions should last for five or six days.
If I took a nap in the middle and simply didn't go back to the family castle, then ten days would be about the same.
I hope that these ten days can bring about a big improvement in my strength.
As for how to spend the next ten days, Mo Qing doesn't want to think about it for the time being.
After packing his things, Mo Qing put on the heavy weight-bearing clothing again.
Now that his strength has improved a bit, the weight-bearing suit seems to be a little lighter, but it is still a big burden. Mo Qing cheered up and started running towards the waterfall behind again.
After running for two hours, Mo Qing arrived at the waterfall.
There are few people around, and Mo Qing is the only one. Mo Qing likes this kind of cultivation environment.
After packing a few bottles of precious medicine and hiding them with the dried meat, Mo Qing ran behind the waterfall alone.
Punch!
Hold your fist!
Enduring the impact of the water flow, Mo Qing began a new round of practice.
With the experience from the last time, Mo Qing felt much better this time, and it was not so difficult to punch. In addition, he had just eaten enough in the family, so he could practice more easily.
From dawn to dusk, from dusk to dawn, Mo Qing's practice lasted for a full day and night!
This is what it takes to become a strong person. Mo Qing has a strong enough will and determination, which is also a manifestation of talent.
After a day and a night, Mo Qing finally collapsed from exhaustion.
His mind was in chaos, and the muscles in his body were beating involuntarily. This was a sign of jealousy and exhaustion. Mo Qing's physical strength and energy were on the verge of collapse.
But he still didn't use the stamina potion. With trembling fingers, he opened a bottle of energy potion and drank it.
The potion is magical, but Mo Qing bought a low-level energy potion. Although it cannot completely restore his energy, he feels much better after taking it.
Reluctantly, he took out some dried meat, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly. Mo Qing's physical strength was gradually recovering.
About two hours later, Mo Qing stood up energetically and returned to the back of the waterfall.
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"Trash! You can't do this well!"
Mo Zhu slapped Zhou Huan on the face.
Mo Zhu was in the late stage of a third-level boxer. The strength of a third-level boxer was already beyond the reach of ordinary people. Zhou Huan was slapped by him and rolled to the ground, his cheeks swollen.
Although Zhou Yuying is Zhou Yuying's nephew, Zhou Huan himself is not strong enough and is not valued by Zhou Yuying. He is a dispensable person in the family. He really didn't dare to say anything when Mo Zhu beat him.
"Master Mo Zhu! You really can't blame me for this. I waited all night and finally saw Mo Qing coming back. Just when I was about to take action, Miss Mo Lan suddenly appeared. I... I didn't dare to be in front of her.
To attack Mo Qing is to seek death!"
"Mo Lan...she is Mo Qing's sister, no wonder."
Mo Zhu muttered a few words to himself, knowing that he really couldn't blame Zhou Huan for this matter.
But it is absolutely impossible for him to apologize to Zhou Huan. He was originally using Zhou Huan's inconspicuous identity. Even if something happened one day, it would be a big deal to push Zhou Huan out to take the blame. There is nothing for Mo Zhu's side.
loss.
"This matter can't be delayed for too long. Mo Qing doesn't have much money to take away from the family now. Due to the pressure of life, he will definitely sell the meteorite. Once the meteorite is sold, we will have no chance, so in
Before he goes to the meteorite trade fair, we must find a way to make him surrender."
Zhou Huan saw that Mo Zhu no longer hit him, and immediately came over again, "Master Mo Zhu, it's really not easy to attack Mo Qing in the family castle. Others will always see him. If he can
If Mo Qing is transferred away from the castle, I will have many opportunities to take action."
"Transferred out?"
"Yes, isn't your father in charge of personnel transfer? You can arrange a small errand for Mo Qing and let him do some small things outside. As long as he is not in the castle, then I will naturally have a way to deal with him."
What Zhou Huan was thinking was that Mo Qing was not in the family and asked outsiders to do it. He was not a fool. He could not bear the responsibility of really injuring and maiming Mo Qing.
But Mo Zhu began to think seriously about Zhou Huan's words. In this case, it was really a feasible solution. After all, if something happened to Mo Qing outside, he would not be held accountable in the end.
When Mo Qing realizes how powerful he is, no matter how much he coerces or induces, he won't have to worry about him selling those meteorites to him at a low price.
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