Commanding Wind and Cloud

"This..." Motivated scratched his head and looked distressed: "Actually, I think I can forcibly open other people's fighting world without their consent..."

After Qi Jin finished speaking, he lowered his head, waiting for O Lala to roar that he was a fool with a broken brain. No one in the fighting world has ever been able to forcibly open someone else's.

"Forcibly open other people's Doujie? Huh? You really have a talent for learning mysterious potions." Ou Lala's eyes flashed like stars in the night sky, and she nodded frequently with a smile on her face: "Not bad! As a mysterious pharmacist, the first element is to dare to think! Idiots like pharmacists don't even dare to think, what's the use?"

Motivatedly raised his head and looked at Ou Lala in astonishment, thinking that the teacher would call him an idiot, delusional, but he was praised instead! In this mysterious potion teacher, it is too difficult to get compliments. I have been with him for so many years, and I can count the number of times I have been praised with one slap.

It's the number of times he's been scolded as an idiot... Motivation suspects that even if he pulls out all his hair, it's probably not enough times for the teacher to teach him a lesson.

"To open up other people's fighting world, this is the first step. You should be able to diverge your thinking even more, dare to think!" Olara jumped onto a high bench, her two slender legs hidden under the robe swaying slightly: "You still don't dare to think now, you have to dare to think, dare to think about anything, that is the quality of a real mysterious pharmacist."

How dare you think? What else do you think? Looking at Ou Lala in amazement, she had read a lot of books in Ganjia, so she was considered to be the kind of person who dared to think, but when she was in front of this mysterious pharmacist teacher, she became a person who didn't dare to think.

"Isn't it enough to want to open up other people's fighting world?" Mo Jin grinned: "Isn't it enough to want to grab other people's fighting spirit?"

At this moment, Olara's bright eyes shone with a light stronger than the rumored explosion of light magic. The room seemed to be filled with two suns in an instant, and her white and smooth palms patted lightly, sending out a series of relaxed and cheerful applause.

clap... clap...

"Sure enough, there are still young people with a promising future as mysterious pharmacists." Olala nodded approvingly and smiled repeatedly: "Finally I dare to think about it, but it's not enough. You should want to snatch other people's fighting spirits, soul domains!"

Looking at O ​​Lala with enthusiasm and speechless, she is indeed the mysterious pharmacist who once said that she wants to prepare the potion that can make even a pig drink it to become a god. Opening her mouth is to snatch other people's fighting spirits, soul domains, what do you think other people's fighting souls and soul domains are? Could it be the lollipops in the hands of children on the street? If you say grab it, you can grab it, can't you?

"Actually, it's just the Doujie." Ou Lala supported the edge of the bench with both hands, jumped forward to the ground, swaggered towards the pile of experimental equipment, with a nonchalant expression on his face: "What is the Doujie? Do you know?"

What is Doujie? I laughed vigorously, what is the fighting world? It is equivalent to the space ring of the magician in the rumors. It is the unique storage space of the warrior. It belongs to a very magical space in the world. It changes with the strength of the strong in the fighting world.

"Idiot." Ou Lala shook her head with dissatisfied enthusiasm and understanding: "What is the Doujie? How did the Doujie come about? It needs a fighting fruit first, right? The fighting fruit is a medium in the eyes of outsiders, but in the eyes of the mysterious pharmacist, what is the fighting fruit?"

The faint questioning voice was not high-pitched, and the enthusiasm was like thunder in the ears, and a flash of light flashed in his mind. In the eyes of the mysterious pharmacist, any item has only two values.

One: It can be used as a material for mysterious potions.

One: It cannot be used as a material for a mysterious potion!

In the eyes of the mysterious pharmacist, fighting fruit is just a kind of material, whether it is useful or useless, it is at least a kind of material.

However, Olara once said that in the eyes of a truly powerful mysterious pharmacist, no material is useless or useless!

Then, in the eyes of Ou Lala, Dou Guo is just a kind of material.

[As long as it is a material, there is a way to crack it! 】

Motivation will never forget that the mysterious pharmacist teacher mentioned this sentence nearly a hundred times when he was first taught by Olala.

If it wasn't for being too focused on warriors these days, Teacher Olala shouldn't have reminded me of today's matter, and he should have thought of it by himself.

"Teacher... Could it be..." Mo Jin looked at Ou Lala nervously and excitedly, this is the iron law of the fighting world! No matter how powerful the strong man is, even the strong man with the ultimate awakening of the bloodline, the kind of strong man who uses magic to the point of making the rumored gods jealous, there is no way to face other people's fighting world.

"Could it be? No way!" Olala paced forward with her hands behind her back: "Actually, even if you find Enlak and break through as many arenas as possible, he won't be able to find a way for you to unlock the Human Fighting World. Killing people, he has a very good way. But to unlock the fighting world, no one can do it except the mysterious pharmacist!"

Momentum felt an indescribable oppression in his chest, as if a huge stone was pressing on his chest, and it became difficult to breathe. The meaning of Master Olala's words was obvious. This mysterious pharmacist teacher has a way to solve the fighting world that has never been solved in the history of warriors!

This news is like the most shrewd thief in the world. Facing the most complicated secret lock in the world, he has studied for countless days, but he still can't find a way to open it. He suddenly heard someone say: I can open this lock.

"The origin of the Doujie lies in the fighting fruit. Although it seems to have completely disappeared, it does not mean that everything in it has disappeared. If it really disappeared, how did the Doujie come about?" Ou Lala looked at the motivation with a smile: "As long as a special potion is prepared, the Doujie will naturally appear."

"Let the warrior who owns the fighting world drink it?" Mo Jin looked at Ou Lala curiously.

"Two ways." Olala raised the index finger and middle finger of her right hand: "One is to let him drink it, and the other is to pour the potion directly on him."

The enthusiasm shivered suddenly. The first method seems to be shocking enough. If the second method goes to the tombs of the powerful men of all ages and tells them the news, it will scare them back from the grave. This is really too...

Wait... He frowned vigorously, and after the death of those strong men of all ages, the Dou Jie disappeared? Is it really gone? Or does the fighting world actually exist? If they still exist? Well, not all strong men died naturally, and it was even more impossible for the fighting world to be emptied!

If the medicine is poured directly on the corpses of those strong men, will it...

"En! I'm still researching the third method." Olara looked very serious: "I always insist that after the death of the warrior, the fighting world still exists. As for this point, there is nothing to do to confirm it, because they themselves still exist."

Mo Jin looked at Ou Lala with some doubts. It seems that after staying with this teacher for a long time, her way of thinking has become somewhat similar to her, but why is she sure that after the death of the warrior, the fighting world must exist?

"Ruins." Olara looked at Mo Jin with a smile on her face: "You don't need to guess, sometimes people can find strange ruins. They don't look like man-made ruins at all. How did they come here? That's the Doujie..."

"Doujie! Is it the relic?" Gan Jin stepped back again and again, as if someone kicked his chest, his feet backed up uncontrollably, staring at Ou Lala, this news is too explosive!

In the past, I only heard the snake emperor Pan Hongji say that the special space of the Pan family was created by the ancestors of the Pan family with their lives and special techniques. Now it seems that the Doujie can really be preserved...

"It's just why some of the Doujie become relics, while others never appear." Ou Lala shrugged her shoulders indifferently: "I don't have much research on this."

Energetic silently watched as Ou Lala didn't speak, the teacher obviously hadn't finished what she wanted to say.

"However, I really don't have much time to study and open the fighting world of the dead. If you are interested, you can study it slowly by yourself." Olara threw a thick book and notes casually, and turned to the work test bench very coolly: "It's not interesting to open the fighting world of the bunch of useless firewood. Studying that is a waste of my mother's time in creating gods."

Ke Jin holds a thick book and notes in both hands, and there is a huge mountain on his arms. Such an achievement is called a waste of time? If this is taken to the Zhence Dynasty, I am afraid that not only the Zhence Dynasty, the demons, and the mysterious pharmacists of the barbarians will go crazy, but the Zhence Dynasty, the demons, and the barbarians will go completely crazy.

It's a pity... Motivation looked at the thick book and notes in his palm and sighed. It's a pity that Ou Lala didn't have much interest in this aspect, and he didn't study the method of opening the fighting world of the dead, otherwise...

He vigorously shook his head and slapped his cheeks with both hands. Any one of those ancestors who died for the Zhence dynasty was worthy of his admiration, and he was worthy of bending down and bowing in front of their graves.

Without this group of people, perhaps the Zhence Dynasty would have ceased to exist, and the demons would have already unified all human beings, and it is unknown whether they would have been born themselves.

For such a group of people, if I still put my thoughts on their corpses after death, what is the difference between me and the Gan family, a family that does not take other people's efforts into consideration?

Even if it is really researched, you can't do anything disrespectful to the bones of those ancestors! He clenched his fists vigorously. Although doing so would be considered stupid by many people, as a man, as a fighter, there are some things you can do, and some things you absolutely cannot do!

Even the graveyard of the strong bones of the demons! Motivation shook his head lightly. They are the enemies of the Zhence Dynasty, but they are also fighting for their own tribe. They are also a group of truly respectable fighters! Even the enemies are a group of admirable enemies!

"If fighters don't respect fighters..." Qian Jin smiled slightly with three points of contempt: "Then, how can you become a truly great fighter?"