Wild Sophora japonica, Sophora japonica in the family Leguminosae, is a perennial subshrub, rarely shrub-like, usually about 1 meter high, rarely up to 2 meters. The stems are upright, multi-branched, ribbed, sparsely pubescent when young, and hairless later. p>
The flowers are obverse, 15-25 cm long; the flowers are numerous, sparse or slightly dense; the pedicel is slender, about 7 mm long; the bracts are linear, about 2.5 mm long; the calyx is bell-shaped, obviously skewed, with inconspicuous wavy teeth, completely
After development, it is nearly truncated, about 5 mm long and 6 mm wide, mostly white. The flowering period is from June to July, and the fruiting period is from July to September.
Wild Sophora japonica is a particularly bitter herb, and its taste is similar to Coptis chinensis. But because everyone feels different, some people may feel the bitterness to tears, while others may find it okay. It is cold in nature and bitter in taste, and has the properties of clearing away heat and dryness.
Moisturizing, insecticidal and other effects.
After being made into herbal pills, it can also treat qi stagnation, lumps, accumulation, jaundice, residual drainage from drowning, water retention, and carbuncles. It can nourish the heart, improve eyesight, and stop tears.
Three days later, Boom stopped practicing completely. Every day, he either repeatedly mastered the space spells he had mastered, or reviewed ventriloquism casting (double chanting) and subsequent chanting (casting spells first, then chanting) again and again.
chanting mantras).
Rikka still spends her time on the third floor of the soup house all day long, and only allows Perseus to guard her. In other words, the little girl doesn't want anything unexpected to happen to Perseus before returning to the ancient continent. p>
Gloria closed the door and saw nearly a hundred sketches of alchemy formations scattered in the room, but it was rare that she had no elegant image. Alberto, the female insect, served coffee on time and never interrupted her.
The other party.
"Calculating the time, I have been wandering outside for so long. If today was not a special day, I would have almost forgotten that time never stops."
"Sure enough, in the end, only Hastur will still remember those things, those beautiful moments that even I almost missed."
After breakfast that day, Christine returned to her three-story building as usual. A cup of steaming coffee sent out wisps of white mist, the morning light spread through the glass window and covered the carpet, and the scent of flowers blended into the nose on the breeze. p>
However, today a basket of wild locust flowers appeared in the room out of thin air. Those wild locust flowers are just common things, and at most they are made into herbal balls.
But in the Whispering Forest, something like the wild locust tree symbolizes another meaning, or is a symbolic item.
Christine took a sip of coffee, and then stopped talking to herself. She stood up and walked into the kitchen carrying a small bamboo basket. After a moment, the white locust flowers were kneaded into the dough, and finally waited in the steamer.
When it was lifted, the steaming pieces of wild locust cake were finally ready.
However, Christine is a person with light taste, so she did not add any sugar or honey to the pastries. A certain smell that only the dark elves are familiar with spreads in the room, but the food on the table
There were only two plates, and it seemed that Christine only planned to entertain one friend.
The door was slowly opened from the outside, and Hastur walked in, silently giving an elf salute to Christine. Christine stood up slowly, smiled and nodded slightly.
In the Whispering Forest, wild locust cake is only eaten during birthday celebrations. It means not to forget the bitter years and always remember the blood and tears of the dark elves.
Therefore, the taste of wild locust cake is so bitter. As for the two people who never spoke from the beginning to the end, it is also an ancient custom of the Dark Elves to celebrate birthdays. According to legend, in the Whispering Forest, "birthday" is very important to the Dark Elves.
, is not something worthy of lively celebration, but it foreshadows hope and death at the same time.
Time passed by, and more than a dozen pieces of wild locust cake were eaten by the two of them. Today is Christine's 500th birthday, but only Hasta still remembers it, or Christine doesn't want to
Being disturbed by more people.
"Thank you for remembering to give me wild locust flowers every year, and thank you even more for eating wild locust cakes with me every year."
"Then today my sister will be willful for once, so just go out for a walk with me."
Christine spoke softly, then slowly stood up and walked towards the sea of flowers. Hasta nodded after hearing this, but still had no intention of saying anything.
"You must also know that the seven of us will leave Flowing Light City in half a year, leave the Land of Shadows, and return to the Ancient Continent."
"What we will face then will probably be the combined efforts of the Aogu Royal City and the nine principalities to encircle and suppress us, plus maybe some foreign cavalry."
"After all, Boom and Rikka intend to overthrow the Principality of Cisse, and most of those who break the balance will not end well."
Christine sat under the shade of a tree, and while talking, she actually took out two bottles of home-brewed chewing wine from the storage bag. This was her favorite, but even the little girl Rikka rarely had it.
Opportunity can be tasted.
But today is her 500th birthday after all, so she should naturally share it with Hastur. After all, in her eyes, Hastur is her blood relative, not some ancient ferocious beast relic.
"There is no need to say more about Rikka and Gloria. With the strength of the two sisters, they are qualified to do whatever they want. And if my guess is accurate, they will continue to grow in the future until they are completely beyond my imagination."<
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"Boom himself is the only unique space magician, and he is still half way out of the top. Coupled with his attitude of silent asceticism and the existence of Rikka, there must be nothing left to go.
Worried."
"I can't see through that guy Alberto, or I don't want to explore other people's little secrets. But if anyone really dares to take action against him, Gloria will probably not agree to it first."
"Perseus's situation seems to be the worst, but after all, he is Rikka's personal servant, and he is famous for his defensive power, so he should have no problem protecting himself."
"So...what about you? In terms of destructive power, it seems to be neither better nor worse than us. In terms of other aspects, there seems to be a second option. It seems that the positioning is a bit awkward, or it is useless.
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Christine took a sip of her wine and spoke again. But this time, there was no smile on her face, replaced by gloom and frost.
"After tonight's dinner, my sister will start to practice hard behind closed doors. Maybe half a month, maybe two or three months. After all, I don't want to experience the dilemma of the apprentice surpassing the teacher. It would be too embarrassing." p>
"As for you, you should practice some practice when you have time. My request to you is very simple, that is, live well, no matter what happens in the future or what dangers you encounter."
"Remember, you are an assassin, and the first task of an assassin is never to show off or kill the enemy, but to ensure that you can move forward and retreat freely under any circumstances."
After Kristine said that, she put her hand on Hastah's gray curly hair, and her two pairs of bright red pupils looked at each other silently. In the end, Kristine sighed, and Hastah lowered his head.
"Try my best!" Hastur's voice floated in the sea of flowers for a long time, but he still used the shadowing technique to disappear. After all, he has not visited every corner of the flower pavilion today, or in any case, he is a
People who are dedicated to their duties will not show any signs of slacking off.
As for what Sister Christine reminded him, how could he not have thought about it? However, as a relic of an ancient ferocious beast, he can only achieve anything after completing the third journey of transformation.
Achievements.
In fact, in the past few years, Hastur has secretly devoured many magic crystals and even dragon crystals every day. This is the way for the relic to condense its original power, and it can evolve again when the time is right.