Zhao Shenbi flicked his fingers, and a small yellow book printed with the words "Detailed Explanation of Elementary Alchemy" fell out of Zhang Hatshui's storage bag.

This book seems to be extremely old, exuding a strong sense of vicissitudes, but what it records are some of the most basic and superficial introductory alchemy techniques.

I don't even know if it was because the person who wrote it was too poor, or because there were other reasons, but the content was not branded as a jade cylinder, but written on the paper with pen and ink like a mortal in the world.

However, it can cause a strong feeling in Zhao Shenbi's heart, and it must be something else.

Zhao Shenbi stretched out his fingers and rubbed them carefully on the surface of the small book, but after a long time, he didn't notice the slightest abnormality, even if his soul mental power surged and repeatedly perfusion, there was no reaction.

His brows furrowed, "Is it really an ordinary introductory alchemy book?" But why did Fang suddenly feel a sense of shock in his heart when he touched this thing. ”

"I don't believe in evil!"

However, no matter how Zhao Shenbi used his means to use it, whether it was infusing spiritual power, gathering inscriptions, covering them with a large array, or even directly trying to refine them, this book was not as unmoved as a stubborn stone, as if it was really just an ordinary mortal thing.

After a day and a night, Zhao Shenbi's eyes were red, and he casually picked up a bottle of vermilion water beside him, and after pouring a large mouthful of the "Earth Myelitis Dew" that the Moke clan had offered for him, he lay on the glowing futon with some weakness.

Zhao Shenbi only felt that the words were constantly wriggling like tadpoles, and he was dazzled and inexplicable when he saw people.

Zhao Shenbi was short of breath and looked excited.

He recognized at a glance that the text that recorded the content was actually from the upper interface, a kind of "silver seal script" that had been handed down from ancient times!

At the top of the first bright silver page, there are three prominent and solemn characters, dancing like dragons and snakes, which means "participating in the same contract".

Zhao Shenbi slowly rubbed the silver paper, and muttered in a trance: "It turned out to be ...... A fragment of the deed?"

In ancient times, there were five strange books, according to legend, all from the hands of one person, but I don't know who created it, respectively, recorded alchemy, forging, inscriptions, refining, the supreme method of cultivating the five avenues, mysterious, the winner can go straight to the end, ascend to the desperate situation, and even a fluke glimpse, it is bound to reach the peak, and make achievements.

These five books are "Zhou Yi Shen Tong Deed", "Wuxiang Hundred Forging", "The Great Dao Spiritual Song", "Twenty-four Chapters Sutra" and the "Taiping Sutra" that only has been in legends but has never appeared.

Zhao Shenbi even trembled a little, and looked at the two pages of silver paper in disbelief, the words that seemed to have vitality and wisdom.

"The Qiankun, the gateway of change, the parents of the hexagrams. Kan Li Kuangkuo, the hub is the axis, and the four hexagrams are thought to be ......"

The first piece of silver paper is the general outline of the full text of the deed, but there are only more than 100 words, but the words are beady, obscure, and it took more than half a day for Zhao Shenbi to understand it, and the soul power is even more consumed, almost hollowed out.

In short, on the outline, it is clarified that the book "Participation in the Deed" is based on the supreme and straightforward approach, relying on the image of the Yi to discuss alchemy, and referring to the principles of the three schools of "Dayi", "Huang Lao" and "Furnace Fire" and returning to one, taking Qiankun as the ding, yin and yang as the embankment, assisting by the five elements, and taking the Xuanjing as the danji, thus describing the principles and methods of alchemy, not focusing on specific techniques, but in the realm of "Tao" and "enlightenment".

The second silver paper records the initial method of the way of alchemy.

Just a cursory glance, Zhao Shenbi also felt as if he had opened the door to a new world, eye-opening, magnificent, and almost enlightened, benefiting a lot.

Some ideas that were just flashes of imagination before, or whimsical ideas that had never been before, were now like fountains gushing out of the sea of knowledge under the guidance of the fragments of the deed of participation, making Zhao Shenbi fascinated.

He even had a kind of confidence that if he was given enough resources and materials to practice wildly, he could even break through all the way to the realm and become a fourth- or fifth-order alchemist in an instant.

However, with the intense consumption of soul power, even Zhihai felt a tidal tingling sensation, and Zhao Shenbi gradually sobered up by two points.

He knew very well that these were just illusions that he had after seeing the supreme avenue, just like some mortals in the world, after witnessing the peerless martial arts of some martial arts heroes, he would also give birth to an illusion that he was invincible in the world and that those who stood in my way died.

Zhao Shenbi rubbed his somewhat painful head, wiped away the blood oozing from his eyes, and then he still couldn't finish putting the fragment of the participation contract into the space ring.

Even so, he was still a little uneasy, and after repeatedly adding several complicated inscription prohibitions, he finally stopped moving.

Zhao Shenbi lay on the futon on all fours, his long hair like snow spread out.

The light in his scarlet eyes swelled, and he said excitedly, "Blessings and misfortunes, it seems that rebirth and recultivation in this life are not all bad things, at least the luck in this life is so strong, and it has obtained many opportunities and creations that even I couldn't think of in my previous life." ”

Thinking of this, he gently stroked his big sleeve, sensing that since he devoured the colorful Peng bird, he fell into a deep sleep again, as if he was about to break through from the middle of the third order to the late third order of the green feather, Zhao Shenbi's cold face melted again, revealing a satisfied smile.

He muttered, "It's almost ...... The day I return to the Sumeru realm, I will get back everything that belongs to me!"

At this moment, in the empty and huge cave, a circle of ripples like water ripples suddenly appeared on the stone wall at the entrance.

Rhine's soft and touching voice came from outside, with a hint of suppression, but it was still a cry, "Lord God, save Patriarch Legu, he is about to be killed!"

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