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Chapter 7 The Book Has Its Own Golden House

This book is also an ancient book, but it is not a wooden slip, but some broken thread-bound books, with yellowed pages and some of them already incomplete. I don’t know how many years have passed.

"Want to learn alchemy?"

When the stall owner saw Xu Xian standing still, how could he not guess the other party’s thoughts? At this moment, he took the initiative to speak.

Xu Xian looked at the other party, nodded or shook his head, but pointed to the book: "Can you flip it?"

"Yes, but be careful, this is an old antique. You know the rules." After the man said that, Xu Xian nodded, squatted down and picked up the book Yunyazi's elixir.

A brief look at it, although some places are broken and even pages are missing, the content is indeed about alchemy techniques, which are very detailed, with more than 200 pages.

"Okay!"

At this time, the stall owner stopped, then retrieved the book, and sneered: "You have finished reading it, what else do I sell?"

Xu Xian smiled. He really had this kind of plan.

However, he would not have recorded all the contents of two hundred pages in a short while.

"How to sell?" Xu Xian asked directly.

"Six gatherings of Qi, Liuhe Qi, plus two spirit stones." The other lion spoke loudly.

Xu Xian cursed inwardly.

This is a quota for disciples for two months. Not to mention that he doesn’t have one now, even if he has one, it is impossible to exchange it.

"One gathers qi, one combines qi." Xu Xian bargained.

The stall owner snorted coldly. Xu Xian thought the other party would refuse completely, but he didn't expect the other party to add: "Add another spirit stone."

"make a deal!"

Xu Xian has no trace of ink.

He really needs to study alchemy. If he can refine elixirs like Qi Gathering Pills and Qi Generating Pills by himself, then the price is not worth mentioning at all.

Of course, Xu Xian also knew that it was impossible to refine pills in one book, but no matter what, the first step was to take it out.

Next exchange with each other.

At this moment, most of the pills that had not yet been heated in Xu Xian's hand were removed, and the only spiritual stone was also given to the other party.

After getting the things, Xu Xian left immediately without hesitation.

When Xu Xian left, the stall owner smiled.

"Idiot, I'm a young man who has been in the outer courtyard for a short time. In this outer courtyard, my grandmother doesn't love my uncle and doesn't love everything. Everything depends on myself. Who doesn't want to refine elixirs? But this road is so easy to walk?" While laughing, he packed up the elixirs and spirit stones he earned.

The book "Yunyazi on Alchemy" was bought by him at the ghost market half a year ago. At that time, he had only been in the outer courtyard for five months. He was also unwilling to practice hard in the outer courtyard, so he thought of refining alchemy.

At that time, he spent a lot of money and used two months of quota to buy this book "Yunyazi On Alchemy" from another seller.

But the result is that nothing has been studied.

This is the basis of a book on alchemy. Although it has a lot of content, it is not something that can really teach people to refine alchemy.

Finally, after studying hard for several months without success, he realized that he had been fooled.

Later, after inquiring, I found out that it was true. "Yunyazi On Alchemy" was something that paid IQ tax in the outer courtyard. He could think of alchemy, but how could others not think of it? It is said that this broken book has been circulated in the hands of disciples in the outer courtyard for hundreds of years, and has been through hundreds of people, but none of them can learn to refine alchemy through this.

Of course, there are also some capable people in the outer courtyard who can refine elixirs and even produce good-quality basic elixirs. However, there are very few people like this, and they all have great luck and receive guidance from some seniors in the outer courtyard or even five sects. Otherwise, they can only be refined by themselves in the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month.

This book has been in his hands for more than half a year. He often comes to the ghost market every twenty days, but he has not lost it. The price has also dropped again and again. This time, a young man finally wanted to buy it. Although it was selling at a loss, it was better to make up for it than to completely ruin it.

Xu Xian naturally didn't know about this, and he thought he had picked up a treasure.

After leaving the ghost market, he first wandered around the mountains for two times, made sure no one followed him, sneaked back, and then untied his headscarf in a secret place and hid it back to sleep.

On the next day, everything was as usual.

After the morning class, I went up the mountain to take care of the medicine field and stayed busy until noon. Then I had time to take out the book "Yunyazi on Alchemy" to study it.

After checking carefully, I found that the books are indeed very old. Some papers are yellow and crispy, and they may be broken if they are not careful. Xu Xian began to read them carefully, and this time he was fascinated.

For three days, Xu Xian spent the rest of his time practicing and taking care of the medicine field. In three days, he read through more than 200 pages of the book, and with his extraordinary memory, he had already remembered the content in his heart.

As a result, Xu Xian was very disappointed.

This book of alchemy is really just a discussion of one thing, it is all basic things, or the life experiences, experiences, and things of the predecessor Yun Yazi.

It's a bit like a novel written by a third-rate novelist.

Xu Xian didn’t know who Yun Yazi was. He might be a senior in the Five Elements Sect, but the book he wrote was really average.

After two pills and one spirit stone, Xu Xian felt that he had lost money, but it was too late to regret it.

The ghost market opens every twenty days, so I can only wait for the next time to check it out and try my luck.

The method of alchemy is obviously not so easy to get started. This path is still long.

Xu Xian lies on the tree branch to relax.

This big tree is a rare tree on a small hill. Most of the hills have been reclaimed into fields to plant spiritual herbs. Fortunately, this tree is covered with wind and sunshine and has a place to shelter from the wind.

At this moment, Xu Xian looked at the leaves swaying in the wind, and suddenly there was a hint of inspiration.

He looked down at the book "Yunyazi On Alchemy" pressing under the stone, and then looked at the leaves that seemed to be swaying in silver films, and his brows jumped.

Close your eyes.

The words in the book began to come to my mind, and Xu Xian's occupational disease was in trouble again.

He thought, would there be something hidden in this ancient book?

It is not the kind of hidden in the surface, but in the text, between the lines, just like the token left by the seventh uncle of the Muzong clan to the Xu family. A poem was hidden in a letter by the young master Xian and his friends in the form of hiding their heads.

Is it possible that this book is the same?

At the beginning, Xu Xian was just a random guess, but he was idle anyway. Xu Xian started to deconstruct using the professional knowledge he had mastered. Thanks to his extraordinary memory ability, he did not need to use tools, but just selected a few pages of the book and kept trial and error in his mind.

It's like guessing passwords, arranging combinations.

After a moment of gaining nothing, Xu Xian laughed at himself and thought that he really had too many ideas. This senior Yun Yazi might have written such a messy elixir theory under boredom, and he really thought it was a treasure.

If it were really a baby, it would have been discovered by someone who had been circulating in the outer courtyard for so long.

Thinking of this in my heart, I didn't stop at all. Xu Xian passed on almost all the possibilities about cryptography and rules in his mind.

Nothing was found.

"Stop thinking about it. You are fooled, suffer losses, and unwilling to give up, and fantasize about buying a treasure covered with jade. If you really have to do anything, you will have amazing secrets in this book. It is similar to the probability of winning the first prize in the lottery. No, it is even lower, and it is impossible."

Xu Xian talked to himself.

He planned to give up. If he had this time, wouldn’t it be better to practice the Five Qi Returning True Art?

But at this moment, Xu Xian was suddenly stunned.

He suddenly thought of the last possibility.

Handwriting.

Xu Xian had learned to compare criminal investigations with his master in his previous life and obtained a lot of true teachings. At this moment, he thought of this last possibility.

Although he knew that there was no other content in this book, his obsessive-compulsive personality made Xu Xian start to compare his handwriting.

It’s like when I went out, I remembered to lock the door, but some people went down to the first floor and suddenly had a thrust in their minds and insisted on running back to make sure that the lock was not locked.

Xu Xian is such a person.

Half an hour later, Xu Xian's expression was solemn.

An hour later, Xu Xian's eyes shone and his excited fingers were trembling.

It was not until the sun set that Xu Xian raised his head and murmured: "I really won the prize!"

...

When it was getting darker, Xu Xian went down the mountain and returned to his disciples' house to rest. Most of the disciples in the outer courtyard did not have independent rooms and needed to sleep in the big bunk with others.

This is obviously inconvenient for Xu Xian. After all, the night is long and sometimes I can’t do something even if I want to do something.

Many disciples are tired all day, and snore all over the place, and some people can't sleep. They either practice outside, or sit cross-legged and breathe and refine their qi.

Of course Xu Xian couldn't sleep tonight. He was staring at the moonlight in the yard in a daze. Others were either practicing martial arts or chatting in a low voice. There were very few people as unique as Xu Xian.

This month after coming to the outer hospital, Xu Xian also met several people, but the one he is most familiar with is Lao Yao.

Lao Yao's real name is Yao Chengwen, and he has been in the outer courtyard for thirty years. Like Xu Xian, Lao Yao is also a low-grade spiritual root, with two types of attributes of the five elements. The spiritual root is average and the attributes are impure, so he is destined to go far.

But Lao Yao worked very hard. He had already entered the first level of Qi training fifteen years ago. Now he is only one step away from breaking through the second level of Qi training.

It was also interesting to know each other. It was because Lao Yao had reached a bottleneck in his cultivation a few days ago and was puzzled. Xu Xian, who happened to pass by, gave him a few words. Lao Yao suddenly became enlightened and opened his hut, and finally broke through a small bottleneck that had plagued him for months.

In this way, the two became friends with age.

Lao Yao didn't know that Xu Xian's instructions did not make a temporary decision, but did it intentionally.

The purpose is to find a "backer" in the outer courtyard.

For example, Xu Xian is not able to reach the level of the general manager like Xue Gui, so after observation, he found Lao Yao, who is gentle, but has qualifications and has good cultivation.
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