In addition to the four figure paintings in this room, which are the most eye-catching, there is also an elder who guards the pavilion, who is a little older than the wrinkled elder brother, with a wrinkled face and a scroll in his hand, who is looking intently. Seeing Han Feng coming in, he just raised his eyelids and put his eyes back on the scroll.

"The first layer of calligraphy and painting, the second layer of piano and chess, the third layer of alchemy, the scroll is optional, don't damage it." The elder said without raising his head.

"Thank you, Elder Shouge."

Han Fengdao thanked him, went straight to the stairs, walked up the stairs lightly, and went straight to the third floor.

The Pavilion Elder raised his head at this time, with a slight surprise on his face, glanced at Han Feng who was going upstairs, and then a light smile appeared on his face.

For qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, Han Feng has learned since childhood, not only as a hobby, but also as a master. Therefore, this second-layer is not very attractive to him, but the classics of third-layer alchemy are very attractive to him. If the alchemy is successful, not only can he quickly improve his cultivation, but he also promised to resurrect Xiong Lao, how can he not believe it. Xiong Kun said that as long as he has a physical demon body, he will be an invincible existence, and he will no longer have to hide any cultivation and treasures.

The attic was not high, and Han Feng quickly climbed to the third floor with brisk steps.

Aoki bookshelves are lined up one after another, simple and orderly, and a large number of scriptures and classics are next to each other, which makes Han Fengwang frightened.

"These are all alchemy scriptures?"

Han Feng was suspicious, stepped forward a few steps, took out a copy and looked at it, there were a few big characters written on the blue-yellow cover: Refining the Second Grade Shengyuan Dan.

Han Feng flipped a few pages, and the book began with an explanation of the efficacy of the Erpin Shengyuan Pill, followed by a detailed explanation of the refining method of this Pill.

Han Feng was secretly happy in his heart, put down the book and looked for it again. For alchemy, Han Feng was a layman and didn't know anything, so he wanted to find an introductory scripture book first.

Fortunately, although there are many books here, they are classified, and Han Feng unknowingly felt that after reading forty or fifty books between walking around and flipping through them, he finally found a copy of "Dan Dao Introductory Elementary Cultivation" in an inconspicuous corner.

This book tells the basic common sense of alchemy. Han Feng looked at it carefully, and the more he looked, the more he was engaged, and after an hour and a half, he didn't move at all, his eyes were focused on the book, and he turned the pages from time to time.

In this book, the three major elements of alchemy are recorded: the Dan furnace, the Dan Fang, and the furnace fire. These three elements are elaborated in great detail.

Among them, there is a more detailed explanation of the classification of Dan furnaces, the types of Dan recipes and the use of furnace fires, so that Han Feng has a preliminary understanding of alchemy.

According to the book, if you cultivate to reach more than the sixth level of qi refining, you can refine a low-grade pill with a one-turn furnace pill, plus a pill prescription and a complete set of medicinal materials.

Han Feng looked through it while thinking about whether he could refine a low-grade elixir.

"Smack!"

A hand rested on Han Feng's back shoulder.

Han Feng was startled, turned his head, and found that Xie Yunting was standing behind him with a smile, and her smiling crescent eyes flashed, looking particularly charming.

"Senior Brother Han, are you interested in alchemy? If you don't cultivate the four uniques, why did you come here to read the Dan Dao scriptures? If you're really interested, Senior Sister can teach you, why bother to look at these tedious things here. ”

Xie Yunting snatched the book from Han Feng's hand, closed it casually, and threw it into the bookshelf with disdain.