Then he sat back on the bed and took out the ancient book.

“Wow…”

After turning a few pages in a row, all the pill recipes were turned.

"Rotation Turtle Pill."

"Meng Huaidan."

"Liu Niu Dan."

"Requiem Pill."

All of them were taught to him by the second senior brother.

The second senior brother told him the alchemy recipe, which triggered the mystery of ancient books, and the book naturally showed more detailed content.

The author's detailed description of this pill in the book, which inevitably incorporates some of the author's views on the principles of alchemy. The second senior brother's explanation has also benefited Lin Jue a lot.

This is something that can be listened to and read repeatedly.

But he turned down another page.

“Wow…”

The art of attracting objects from a distance.

Although this method is a drama, it is mysterious and difficult to learn. You must obtain excellent talent before you can get started.

Beginners chant mantras to find objects, and there is no obstacle in the middle if they take objects a few feet away; those with high-level people waving their sleeves to take objects, and there is a little obstacle in the middle if they take objects several feet away; if they can reach the peak and take objects a hundred feet away, the objects held by the other party can also be taken;

If you can use external forces such as magic arrays, you can collect objects thousands of miles away.

"In this way, Senior Brother Seven should be considered top-notch. After all, he seems to only practice opera, but in this opera, there are several mysterious and difficult-to-learn magic."

Lin Jue thought to himself.

Recalling, Senior Brother Seven once took the crossbow from the waist of the swordsman in Jianghu. The crossbow was hung with a belt, and he also took the seal and money bag from the magistrate Qiuru's arms. It should be at a high level.

“Fuqiu Temple…

"It turns out that only the big Yin-Yang method is different."

Lin Jue shook his head, pinched the pages, and listened in detail.

However, with his current level, he no longer only has authority theory, and no longer regards everything he says as truth because the author of ancient books may have a high level of Taoism and extensive knowledge. Instead, he rationally realizes that the author of ancient books may indeed have a high level of Taoism and extensive knowledge and live a long time, but his senior brothers are also talented and majored in one subject, and also have their own unique insights.

And the senior brothers are right in reality, right by their side.

Therefore, the two learning channels have different angles and each has its own advantages.

The author of ancient books is that he has a high moral character and broad knowledge. He has a higher perspective and can also lead to the circumstance and lead to the next generation, and even inspire new insights.

The senior brothers can be more appropriate, teach themselves step by step, answer their questions at any time, and even analyze them based on the problems they encounter, and find ways to come up with ideas for them.

Both are excellent learning channels.

If both parties combine, there is nothing better than this.

As he listened, the fox woke up, yawned and stretched, rolled on the ground, and gradually changed back to the same size as before.

It's almost the same, but it's smaller and closer to the cat's body shape every time.

Then there was another sound of footsteps outside.

Out of vigilance, Lin Jue opened his eyes slightly, let go of the pages of the book, and looked out the door.

It was like the footsteps of that guy.

But it doesn't look like it if you listen carefully.

The footsteps were much softer and softer, like walking zombies, or when they were extremely tired, they couldn't move, and held the wall and dragged their feet, and made a slight sound on the ground.

The sound of footsteps stopped at their door.

The fox stared outside seriously and curiously.

The door moved a little.

Then there was a sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding.

Lin Jue breathed a sigh of relief and could imagine the scene where the guy went out to hold the door and bent down to pick up the bowl.

I just wanted to sigh that life is really difficult these days. This guy is afraid that he has been busy since dawn and has been busy until now. When the moon is hanging high, he heard two crackling sounds in the next moment.

It seemed as if someone fell to the ground, and the bowls and chopsticks fell to the ground, followed by the sound of collision and breaking, and the sound of someone vomiting.

"Um?"

Lin Jue immediately had a few more beans in his right hand, and he also pinched one in his left hand, and instantly turned into a long sword, lifted it in his hand, and went over to push the door and took a look.

It’s no one outside the door, it’s the inn guy.

The guy fell to the ground and vomited heavily.
Chapter completed!