Yesterday I had a headache from the wind, and I lay at home all day to relieve, and my head still hurt a little this morning, but now it's almost better, so I'm back today.

By the way, gentleman, I either don't write, or I just write well, and I will never take garbage to fill the number because of rushing the manuscript, and I didn't write the manuscript yesterday because of a headache, so the gentleman apologized for stopping the update yesterday.

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Lu Zhe was pulled all over the mountain by this energetic senior sister, and finally he was so tired that he couldn't straighten his waist, and the strange thing was that this senior sister didn't feel tired at all, and she was still squatting there smiling and not knowing what to do.

Lu Zhe sat on the rock panting, he was pulled by her to climb several mountains in one go, if it wasn't for his bitter pleading, I don't know how many mountains she would have pulled and run.

Lu Zhe sat on the rock and looked at her, only to see her dressed in white like snow, squatting on the ground and not knowing what to do.

The mountain breeze blew gently, it was already December at the moment, although it was not snowing, but it was also very cold, the mountain wind blew on the face, and a coolness came to the face, blowing Lu Zhe's hair a little bit.

Brushing his hair, Lu Zhe got up and said, "Let's go, senior sister, master is waiting for us."

The woman grinned, got up from the ground, looked at Lu Zhe, and said, "Okay."

After speaking, he and Lu Zhe walked towards the flat cliff where Ye Lao and the doctor were located.

When he came to the cliff, Lu Zhe saw the old doctor sitting alone on the flat stone on the edge of the cliff, Lu Zhe looked around, but he didn't see Ye Lao's figure.

"Master," Lu Zhe called.

Hearing this, the old doctor slowly turned around and said, "What's the matter?"

Lu Zhe continued: What about Ye Lao?

"He's gone," the doctor said lightly.

Lu Zhe let out an "oh" and didn't say anything more.

The woman next to Lu Zhe, that is, Lu Zhe's senior sister, looked at Lu Zhe with puzzled eyes at the moment, and said suspiciously: It's not strange that your master is gone.

When Lu Zhe heard this, he smiled bitterly and said: Master has always been like this, the dragon sees the head but does not see the end, I am used to it.

Suddenly, the old doctor interjected: "Your master told me when he was leaving, and asked me to guide you in your cultivation when he was away.

Lu Zhe nodded.

"Then, start cultivating" The old doctor stood up, patted his body, and turned his head.

Lu Zhe was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he said: What kind of cultivation should you start?

The doctor looked at him and said, "Start alchemy."

"But I don't know anything," Lu Zhe hurriedly spread his hands and said.

After the old doctor said "good to say", he put his hand in his arms, and after a while, he took out a yellowed book, at first glance, it really looked like the Spring Palace book he had just taken out, but it was much thicker than the book just now, like a dictionary.

I saw that the veteran doctor looked at the book in his hand, and then handed it to Lu Zhe, and said: This "Hundred Herbs Catalog" was passed on to me by my master, and it records all kinds of plants and herbs on the Shenxia Continent, although it is not complete, but it also includes most of it, you read it carefully. After speaking, he handed the book in his hand to Lu Zhe.

Lu Zhe stretched out his hand to take the book handed by the doctor, as soon as the book was in his hands, Lu Zhe felt that the weight of this book was not light, and when he looked at the two-way cover, he saw that there were four big characters written in block letters on it, and the grass directory. The four words look strong and powerful, as if they were done in one go. And from the four big words, there is a faint hint of domineering, as if the person who wrote these four words is proud of the sky and looks down on the world.

When you open the book, you will be greeted by a variety of drawings and texts, each with a few lines of text explaining what is depicted on the map, what they do, and what they work with to do more with less. The written record is extremely detailed, and nothing is missing. There is no superfluous nonsense in the whole book, it is concise and concise, and all that is written is the main point, so that people do not feel that reading this book is to be boiled down. It can be seen that the person who wrote this book has an insightful eye and a writing style that compares things to ugliness.

Lu Zhe's eyes were almost straightened when he looked at it, the information recorded in this book was far less than he imagined, he only read a small half of this book, and there were as many as three hundred and ten kinds of medicinal materials recorded on it, including many relatively rare medicinal materials.

The old doctor looked at Lu Zhe quietly beside him, and when he saw Lu Zhe looking at the "Hundred Herbs Catalog" with his eyes and hands, he smiled and turned around to the edge of the cliff.

The mountain breeze blew, blowing his robe and dancing with the wind, and he stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the rolling mountains in the distance, as if looking down on the heroes of the world.

Suddenly, he sighed softly, as if he was an old man who had gone through the vicissitudes of life, saw through the warmth and coldness of the world, tasted all the flavors of the world, and only listened to him muttering to himself: Cultivating the spirit, cultivating, what is the reason in the end?

The mountain wind blew on his face, blowing the hair between his sideburns a little messy, and a few strands of hair stuck to his face, and if you looked closely, there were a few strands of white hair mixed in it, making it look even more old.

After a while, he took a deep breath of the slightly sweet mountain air, and with a wave of his hand, the beautiful woman behind him walked up.

The old doctor turned his head to look at him, then turned his head back, and said lightly: You go back and talk to the four old guys, I won't go back for the time being.

The woman nodded, then glanced at Lu Zhe, who was still holding a book behind her, smiled, and then moved with the wind, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The old doctor didn't look back at her, still staring at the rolling mountains in front of him, silent.

Time passed slowly, and by the time the people reacted, they had already passed quietly.

Lu Zhe kept reading the book of the old doctor, and looked at it intently, almost to the point of forgetting to sleep and eat, and the old doctor didn't care about him, and built a fire on the ground at night to illuminate Lu Zhe.

Ye Lao lay on the ground, didn't mind the dirt on the ground staining his white robe, lying on the pillow with his legs crossed and looking at the stars on the ground with his hands, in the sky, the sky was like ink, dark and deep, the moon and stars were numerous, and the deep night sky was embellished with extreme beauty, giving people a pleasing feeling.

Lu Zhe changed from standing to sitting cross-legged, but his eyes never left the book in his hand, and when he looked at the book in his hand, he found that the originally thick stack of books had been read by him as much as half at the moment, and there was less than a third left.

The mountains at night are much colder than outside, although it is snowing, but it also makes people feel shivering, the mountain wind blows at night, and pounces on people's faces, there is really a feeling of wind like a sharp knife, and the cold feeling penetrates from people's pores into people's inside, and people can't help but shiver.

The old doctor was still looking at the stars and the bright moon in the sky with his legs crossed, and Lu Zhe was still looking at the thick book in his hand.

The night passed quietly, the moon like a silver plate slowly receded to the west, the stars in the sky quietly closed their eyes as if they were tired, and a soft and warm ray of sunlight shone down from the morning sun born in the sky, and soon after, the morning sun drove out the last trace of the night, bringing warmth and vitality to the boundless earth.

Lu Zhe took a deep breath, then stretched hard, and then looked at the dictionary-thick tree lying in front of him, yesterday, it took him a day to finally finish reading this book.

The old doctor slowly sat up from the ground, then stretched his waist, scratched his head, and turned his head to look at Lu Zhe.

Lu Zhe smiled when he saw the old doctor, and then picked up the book on the ground and threw it to the old doctor, the old doctor was surprised, only to hear Lu Zhe smile and say: I'm done.

These words directly suffocated the old doctor, and then the old doctor looked at Lu Zhe with incredible eyes, and said in shock: Have you finished reading it all?

Lu Zhe nodded.

"Do you remember?" asked the doctor.

"I remember it all," Lu Zhe said with a smile on his face.

Hearing this, the doctor opened the ancient book in his hand, and then asked: What is the function of the green orchid?

"It can clear heat and detoxify, clear dredging and reduce inflammation," Lu Zhe said as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Where's the purple ink grass?" the old doctor's eyes widened slightly when he heard this, and then asked.

"Crush it into powder and then mix it with Bai Po leaves, and then apply it to the wound, which has a miraculous effect on healing external injuries," Lu Zhe said with a smile.

The old doctor took a breath, then looked at Lu Zhe with a smile on his face, and said to himself lightly: What a genius guy!