The sunny days have become dull again. I went to sort and sort out the books every day, and when I came back, I cultivated, just like the days of the Martial Arts Academy at that time. Xiang Yang didn't feel bored, but enjoyed the process.

The only dissatisfaction is that the cultivation has not advanced an inch, but Xiang Yang has not found out the reason. She didn't want to ask the old disciple, because she knew that if she asked, it would be in vain, and her situation was different from others.

Xiang Yang came to Nachuan Tower as usual, and Deacon Qiu was already sitting behind the registration desk.

Xiang Yang didn't dare to disturb, and quietly bypassed the grade platform and came to the library on the first floor.

Deacon Nachuan Lou was the elder who went to Canghai City to recruit disciples, and Xiang Yang didn't dare to attract his attention, trying to reduce his sense of existence. She couldn't forget the cold eyes he looked at when he was in the martial arts academy.

I heard that Deacon Qiu went to the Martial Arts Academy to recruit a person with excellent roots and bones and accept him as a closed disciple. Xiang Yang always felt that the situation was not as simple as it seemed, and Xiang Yang intuitively felt that this person was very dangerous.

As soon as I entered the library on the first floor, the dust came to my face, accompanied by a thick musty smell, like a century-old empty house entered on a cloudy day, dark, messy, and damp.

The ground near the window was full of moldy books, and Xiang Yang picked up two books and slapped them on each other, and he could clearly see that a lot of dust had fallen on the books. Under the sunlight, he leaped and rolled, and Xiang Yang was choked and coughed lightly.

In the southeast corner of the room, a small area has been organized, and the books on the shelves have been sorted and neatly arranged.

It took a long time for Xiang Yang to tidy up the books on the ground.

It is not difficult to dry and carry books, but the difficult thing is to sort and place them. Almost all the books, Xiang Yang has never read them, and if he doesn't understand them, he doesn't know which category they should be put into.

Xiangyang first has to read the book, and then classify. Fortunately, since his cultivation, Xiang Yang's memory and reaction speed have improved greatly, so his speed is much faster, but he can't stand more books.

It wasn't too early, Xiang Yang planned to move some more books to the ground near the window to dry, and went back. The weight of the book was nothing to Xiang Yang in the fourth layer of Qi refining.

Xiang Yang straightened up, took a deep breath, and had one last trip left, but stopped.

In the process of stacking books, Xiang Yang saw something familiar. It was a book, a small piece in the bottom right corner, badly moldy, clumped throughout, stuck together, and it took some time to open.

But that's not the point, the point is that Xiang Yang has seen the font on the book. The font of the ancient book that Song Lao gave her and hid by her was the same as the book in front of her.

The difference is that the book in Xiang Yang's hand has annotations on it, and it is a font that Xiang Yang can understand.

Xiang Yang stuffed the books into his arms, quickly picked up a stack of books on the ground, and put them on the ground next to the window.

She didn't worry about being punished for taking the books out, and looking at the condition of the books, she knew that no one cared about them. What's more, on the day of the first arrival at the Rocky Gate, the steward's disciples once said that these books can be read as much as you like.

She wasn't going to ask for advice, her instincts told her it was best not to. Although books from other levels must be registered with the Deacon of the Enemy if they want to be taken out.

Now Xiang Yang had already put these behind her, and she was excited to guess what kind of secret techniques this book would be about, or at least let her know the reason why it was difficult for her to advance.

At the same time, nervous, if there was nothing in it, just some messy and inconsequential things......

Soon, Xiang Yang returned to his residence, opened the door, closed the door, inserted the door, took out the ancient books, and sat on the bed in one go, Xiang Yang opened the two books, and eagerly compared them.

Xiang Yang is very unfamiliar with the words on the ancient books, and needs to look for them word by word, looking at the book he brought back - "Seeing and Hearing Records", is there any same word?

Yes, the book I brought back from the library is titled "Records of Experiences and Experiences".

At that time, Xiang Yang was so anxious that he didn't even read the title of the book, and now he has time to read it carefully.

The ancient book is not thick, but the strange thing is that there are many words in it. It stands to reason that if there are so many words typeset on a page, it is not clear that the handwriting can be seen at all, but every time Xiang Yang reads the content of the book, it is like his eyes have a magnifying effect, and every word is clearly visible.

As a result, Xiang Yang couldn't make notes in the book, so he could only memorize it in his head. Everything is difficult at the beginning, and with the passage of time, Xiangyang has gradually entered the better situation, and the speed has become faster.

After reading it over and over again, Xiang Yang became familiar with the words on the ancient books, and some even remembered the location, saving a lot of time.

When the first light flashed in the sky, Xiang Yang sat up straight and stretched his waist. It's been a busy night, but fortunately I wasn't too disappointed, and it's not a useless book.

The first three words of the title of the book are "panacea", and the fourth word is not found.

The book is divided into three parts, the longest is the introduction of medicinal materials, the small part attached to the back may be Danfang, and the last is a very long thing, which should be autobiographical.

There was also a roadmap of practice attached to the back of the Dan Fang, and since Xiang Yang had not cultivated orthodox, she didn't understand what it was at this time.

Even so, it was enough to shock Xiangyang.

Xiang Yang is no longer a rookie who has just left home, although the library is full of irrelevant miscellaneous books, but it is enough for Xiang Yang to understand how precious it is to have unilateral ancient books.

Alchemists are rare, and the Danfang is only in the hands of alchemists, and every alchemist firmly grasps it and will not leak it easily, even if he accepts disciples and wants to become a teacher, it is even more difficult to reach the sky.

Xiang Yang smiled slightly, and it felt good to get rich overnight.

After eating something casually and soothing his stomach after a night's troubles, Xiang Yang hurried to the library.

The books on the ground were not dried properly, and Xiang Yang had no intention of sorting out the books, so she quickly rummaged through the library, hoping to find another translation of the ancient script, so that she could thoroughly understand the origin and content.

Xiang Yang kept rummaging, but she didn't go to eat lunch, and finally let her find a copy of "Mountains and Seas". The title of the book, Xiang Yang recognized it immediately, and it was recorded in "Records of Experiences and Experiences".

Xiang Yang leaned on the shelf and flipped through it, he was looking at it intently, he didn't want to be hit by the sudden force, the book in his hand came out of his hand, Xiang Yang quickly leaned over to catch it, "It's so dangerous", not only laughed, he was too nervous.

A sorry sound, ringing in my ears, like a mosquito sound.

Xiang Yang looked at the place where the voice came from, a thin girl stood there, and when she met Xiang Yang's eyes, she quickly lowered her head, shrunk her body, and the book in her hand wrinkled because she was too hard.

Xiang Yang remembered that this person, like himself, came from the Martial Academy. The difference is that she is better than herself, and she seems to be called Yang Yu, but before she came, Yang Yu didn't seem to be so timid.

"It doesn't matter. Xiang Yang was afraid that if he didn't make a sound, the child would keep standing here, suffocating from nervousness.

Yang Yu exhaled slowly, and looked cautiously at Xiang Yang, who had sunk into the world of books again.

"Do you like ancient books? I heard that this was translated by a senior in the sect, and he always thought that the ancient exercises and secret books were more powerful. Yang Yu tried to chat with Xiang Yang.

Timid people are very sensitive, shrinking into their shells, and are reluctant to take the initiative to talk, except for Xiang Yang.

Yang Yu knew some things about Xiang Yang, and next to Xiang Yang, although Xiang Yang didn't do anything, just reading quietly, Yang Yu felt that the dull air became calm and slow.

"By the way, I heard that this senior also compiled a comparative copy of ancient and modern characters, which is on the second floor, but if you want to borrow it, you need Pei Yuandan. Yang Yu was a little depressed.

But unbeknownst to her, when she said about the comparison of ancient and modern texts, Xiang Yang's hand turned the pages with a slight pause.

Yang Yu saw that Xiang Yang did not have a trace of impatience, so he kept chattering on the side, "You haven't gone to receive Pei Yuan Dan yet, our outer disciples can receive five Pei Yuan Dan, and I heard that inner disciples can receive twenty pills." ”

"Pei Yuan Dan is a good thing, use it when cultivating, and the speed is five times that of usual. I am now at the second level of Qi refining, and I have opened up the eight veins of the Qi Sutra. ”

After Xiang Yang came to the sect, he realized that the current cultivation method was different from that of Song Laojiao. The disciples of the sect are empowered by the elders of the sect with spiritual power to forcibly open up the eight veins of the Qi Sutra. And when Xiang Yang opens up the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, he practices the eight layers of qi. This is also the reason why Xiang Yang is low-key in the sect.

"And the transactions in the sect must use Pei Yuan Dan. Whether it is an exercise or a cheat, you also need Pei Yuan Dan, and five Pei Yuan Dan is not enough for cultivation...... By the way, senior sister, the senior brothers all went out to do tasks in exchange for Pei Yuan Dan, and some of them were looking for spirit grass in the nearby mountains, and they could also be exchanged for Pei Yuan Dan. Yang Yu did not put on a score because of his good qualifications, and called Xiang Yang his senior sister.

Xiang Yang closed the book and stood up straight, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm sorry, am I annoying you?" Yang Yu laughed dryly, his body shrinking habitually.

Xiang Yang sighed lightly, holding the book's hand, pointing to the window on the right rear, "It's getting dark, it's time for us to go." ”

Xiang Yang looked at Yang Yu in front of him, whose eyes were shining again, "So, why did you come here, there are usually no people here." ”

Yang Yu replied in a cheerful voice: "Oh, I want to find out, there are no exercises here, I mean, maybe I'm lucky, I'll come across one, even if it's the worst, it doesn't matter, I don't have Pei Yuandan, pay the borrowing fee for the books on the second floor." "The sound is getting quieter.

Xiang Yang shuttled between the bookshelves, quickly pulled out a few books and handed them to Yang Yu, "There are no exercises, but you can take a look at these books, and it's not bad to have time to practice." ”

Yang Yu took it excitedly and held it in her arms, this was the first time she felt kindness from others after she came to the Rocky Gate.

I secretly made up my mind that I must cultivate hard after I go back, after all, the lord in front of me is the one who uses basic martial arts to defeat the opponent.

Xiang Yang was the first to go out, and Yang Yu followed.

Of course, Xiang Yang didn't forget, and stuffed the translation into his arms, Yang Yu also did the same, a little nervous, but also inexplicably excited, and the joy couldn't stop from the bottom of his heart.

The two walked one after the other, and they came to Luojimen for a while, and it was the first time for Xiang Yang, who did not walk alone in the afterglow of the sunset, and there were people around them, and the sunset was also a lot warmer.

"You don't seem to be going this way," Xiang Yang suddenly stopped, pointing to the fork in the road ahead, "I'll be at my place soon." ”

Yang Yu laughed dryly, looked around, and said embarrassedly while running his forehead: "I didn't notice." ”

After reminding Yang Yu, Xiang Yang raised his feet and left. Yang Yu shouted at Xiang Yang's back: "Thank you for picking the book, goodbye." After speaking, he beckoned, although Xiang Yang was no longer visible.

"I almost forgot," Yang Yu panted and caught up with Xiang Yang, and said seriously: "Qin Xiaoyan may be looking for trouble with you recently, he seems to have a backer, raised his eyebrows, and said everywhere that he let you in the last competition, and this time it will convince you." ”

Xiang Yang frowned slightly, trying to recall, before he remembered who Qin Xiaoyan was?

"Anyway, be careful. Against him alone, you won't lose, I'm afraid that he will find an old disciple. Xiang Yang nodded in gratitude.

Xiang Yang, who returned to his residence, took out the ancient books as usual and studied them, as early as in the library room, Xiang Yang knew that the title of the book was "All Souls Pharmacopoeia".

Sure enough, as Xiang Yang guessed, it was a book about elixir.