Bang la blah.

The long-lost uproar sounded, and the corpse of the zombie that looked like a Taoist boy quickly collapsed, turning into a cloud of black smoke and shooting into Wang Yan's body.

Wang Yan's eyes immediately flashed with memories that did not belong to him.

……

"Extreme Yin Flower, what are the medicinal properties?"

"Extreme Yin is born in the land of Extreme Yin, rare in the world, extremely cold, can be supplemented by Shiyang bamboo leaves, suppress the demons, introverted heart fire ......"

"Iron Winged Golden Toad Feather, what are the medicinal properties?"

"The Iron Winged Golden Toad, born in the waters with sufficient aura, its feathers are medicine, mild and neutral, can warm and nourish the true qi, and nourish the Yuan ......"

The old man's face was serious, and in front of him were children who looked to be only eleven or twelve years old, wearing wide robes, covering their small bodies in it.

The old man asked, and the children answered obediently, and if there was one who could not answer or answered incorrectly, the old man would immediately beat the back of his hand with a wattle without mercy, leaving a bright red scar.

"Remember it all for me, alchemy, there must not be the slightest sloppiness, even if there is a one-ten-thousandth mistake, the elixir practiced may become a highly poisonous medicine, the medicinal properties of all medicines, you must remember for me, there can be no deviation!"

The old man scolded this group of little dao boys extremely harshly, and many of the little dao children had already been beaten and choked, but in front of this stern old man, he didn't dare to cry, so he could only sobble and nod his head quietly.

When the question and answer ended, the old man who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside called the punished little Taoist children to come to him one by one, squatted down, and personally applied a kind of ointment to the back of their beaten red hands, with soft movements, as if he was afraid of hurting this group of little Taoist children again.

For this group of little Taoist children, this old man is not only a strict teacher, but also a loving father.

However, as time went by, one day, the originally kind old man changed his temperament overnight, became brutal and brutal, and would beat and scold them at every turn.

Until one day, the old man called a little Taoist boy alone and fed him a pill.

The rest of the memory is chaos and a lot of dark and depressed emotions.

"The old man in the memory of this zombie who looks like a Taoist boy is the monster in the courtyard?"

After digesting the memory of the child zombie, Wang Yan rubbed his head and guessed the identity of the old man in his memory.

Obviously, the elixir that was taken by Xiaodao Tong was the Nine Turns Breaking Doom Ascension Elixir, and the old man was the monster who refined this elixir in the courtyard.

He couldn't imagine why the kind old man in the memory of this little Taoist boy had become the monster he was now.

Is it really so evil to break the elixir of doom and ascension in the Nine Turns?

"Although this little Taoist boy is young, his memory is quite valuable......"

What kind of conspiracy is hidden behind the old man's transformation into a monster, the current Wang Yan is naturally in no mood to explore.

Although Xiao Daotong is not very old, he is probably only eleven or twelve years old when he was alive, but the value of the large amount of information in his memory is almost priceless.

That's a lot of pharmacological knowledge, as well as the cultivation skills of spiritual plants.

This is undoubtedly the most lacking for today's Wang Yan.

Refining the Purple Spirit Huisha Pill, although Wang Shen already has a prescription, but only the prescription, without the slightest knowledge of pharmacology, it will definitely not work.

Now the large amount of pharmacological knowledge obtained from the memory of this little Taoist boy is indeed an unexpected surprise for Wang Yan.

However, Xiao Daotong's memory is still a little incomplete after all, and his pharmacological knowledge is not enough.

"According to the memory of this zombie, there are still a lot of little Taoist children on this side peak, I don't know if they have also become zombies, if they have also become zombies, if I can hunt them, my pharmacological knowledge will definitely be enriched to a considerable extent......"

Thinking in his heart, Wang Yan didn't forget the few pages on the desk, and walked to the desk, but when he looked at it, he couldn't move his eyes immediately.

"The Qi Replenishing Pill is used by the foundation building monks to increase their true qi and make up for the deficit of qi and blood. The prescription is as follows: three taels of gentian flowers, one or two taels of ginseng herbs......"

"The elixir that grows true qi!"

Wang Yan's eyes lit up, he was worried that he didn't know how to remedy the true qi in his body that was gradually transformed into Gang Qi, this Qi Replenishing Pill Pill was simply a sleepy pillow!

He grabbed the thin piece of paper and wanted to pick it up and look at it carefully, but an unexpected scene happened, his fingers just touched the corner of the Danfang, and the corner suddenly turned into ashes like clothes outside the house.

"This Danfang has existed for too long, and it has been weathered! Untouchable! ”

Wang Yan was taken aback, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, not daring to touch this Dan Fang again, and even deliberately suppressed his breathing, and cautiously approached, carefully reading the words on this Dan Fang.

After a long time, he kept this Danfang intact in his heart, compared it, and confirmed that it was correct, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

He relaxed, and went back to look at the other papers.

Soon, a few more big words that made Wang Yan's heart jump came into view.

"Wan Lin Mu Leads to the True Scriptures".

This is a true book, a true book of Wang Yan's faith and thoughts, and a method of true qi cultivation!

Wang Yan's breath became short, but he was afraid that the paper that recorded the cultivation method of the true book would be weathered when touched like the previous Dan Fang, so he didn't dare to touch it, so he cautiously approached and forcibly wrote it down word by word.

"Unexpected joy, unexpected joy......"

After a long time, after writing down the contents recorded on the paper, Wang Yan muttered in surprise, and the whole person was immersed in a huge surprise.

He didn't expect that the true book, which he had been looking for for so many days, would be found in such an inconspicuous place!

"This little Taoist boy is full of treasures......"

Wang Yan glanced at the ashes on the ground, and only felt that the little Taoist zombie who was "crushed by him and scattered ashes" was simply a boy who scattered wealth.

He turned his gaze to the last remaining page on the table, his eyes full of anticipation.

Almost every single one of the first few pages brought him a huge surprise.

What does it say on the last page?

Full of anticipation, Wang Yan looked at it, only to see that on the last page of the paper, there was not much handwriting, but there were a large number of complex and difficult patterns, all in one go, colluding with each other, faintly forming some kind of mysterious shape.

At the very bottom of that mysterious shape are three large characters.

"Amulet".

This is how to make a talisman.

"Danfang, Fu Zheng, True Book ......"

Counting the various harvests tonight, the joy on Wang Yan's face expanded more and more.