Han Yuan walked in the corridor of Baiwen, feeling very novel. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Overhead, there was a vast starry sky, and the navy blue sky was sprinkled with sparkling diamonds, and it was so magnificent that it was even more gorgeous than the real night sky. There were notes pasted on the walls on both sides, and many disciples were picking out what they were interested in. There were also people who stood on the spot when they got a note, deep in thought, and some disciples didn't even move for a few days, standing in place like sculptures, only a pair of eyes burst out with incomparably bright light.

This is the Hundred Questions Corridor, where both disciples and elders can write down their questions about cultivation or minor cultivation and put them on a piece of paper and wait for others to answer them. Whether it is cultivation, or combat, or alchemy, refining, talisman making, or even many unpopular questions on the trail, you can communicate. After all, no matter how erudite a person is, he will always have knowledge that he does not understand, so how can he compare with the wisdom of the public? Only by exchanging and learning from each other can we learn from each other's strengths and improve ourselves.

Walking here, Han Yuan had to admire the predecessors of the sect who came up with this method, he really grasped the hearts of the people, and quietly let the disciples take out their own skills. Here, the questioner is able to solve his own doubts, and the answerer is able to be alerted to the questions of others and reflect on himself. Of course, in order not to damage the precious face of the disciples, the questioners were not named, and even the Yuanying Elder was able to ask simple questions without fear of being ridiculed. As for the person who answers, those who want to keep a low profile will not leave their names, and those who want to make a name will sign their own name to be admired and grateful, and each has its own place, and suddenly there is a feeling of being a senior master.

Here, even if you are a disciple of the foundation building period, it is possible to be the teacher of the Yuanying Elder once. It is possible that the person asking the question may have received guidance from an elder without knowing it. Therefore, although it is laughingly called the "White Question Corridor" by many disciples, and it is useless to ask questions, there are still many people who are happy to ask and answer questions here.

Originally, Han Yuan just wanted to come and see the famous Hundred Questions Corridor, and didn't want to ask or answer anything, but due to the atmosphere here, he still picked up a few notes and watched them with great interest.

"How to crack the eighty-first node of the second layer of the Spider Silk Entanglement Array", no.

"When should the Xuanyin True Liquid be quenched into the core of the weapon when forging the best spiritual weapon", this will not be.

"Why can't the Blood Velvet Monkey Brain Mushroom be transplanted to the Rotten Blood Wood?" Han Yuan understood the reason after a little thought. When he was in the Han family before, he also helped his grandfather cultivate a blood velvet monkey brain mushroom, this mushroom needs blood when it is young, and it needs rotten blood after it is placed when it grows up, but it takes a period of time to overdo it. It's like weaning a baby, you always have to take it step by step, you can't just stuff a rice ball over, isn't that fatal?

He shook his head, and was about to put the note as it was, when he paused again. Anyway, I have answered all the answers, so I might as well write him the answer and help him out. He pulled a pen out of his storage bag and swiped it down on a piece of paper.

Inscribed?

Han Yuan hesitated, but still did not leave his name. He's not a showy person, not to mention it's not a big deal, leaving his name is troublesome. He put the note back on the wall and walked on. These notes are banned, and the questioner will be notified as soon as someone writes the answer, and then they will have to wait for the other person to come and pick it up.

Han Yuan walked all the way, but he also answered some questions piecemeal. Most of the answers he could answer were related to cultivating elixirs or making poisons, and in the process, his own ability to raise drugs and make poisons had also been greatly improved, and he sorted out some of the contents in the "Secret Book of Ten Thousand Poisons" that he did not understand deeply. Feeling his improvement, Han Yuan's interest in answering questions became more and more high.

Once again, picking up a note in his hand, Han Yuan couldn't help frowning slightly.

"What should be done with the juice/liquid of the Dream Breaking Soul Flower to completely remove the wood poison in it and leave only the spirit toxin of the phantom soul?"

The difficulty of this question was very high, and it instantly pulled down a lot of the questions of the other disciples. Accurately separating the different toxins in the spiritual materials is a very difficult thing in itself, not to mention that the Dream Breaking Soul Flower is a very rare fourth-order poisonous weed, even if it is a fourth-order spiritual material, it is a partial door. The one who can use this rare spiritual material is either a Yuanying powerhouse or an alchemy master, and ordinary disciples may not even have heard of it, let alone use it. The reason why Han Yuan knew about it was because he had a secret book of ten thousand poisons, so he had some impressions of this poisonous weed. He also muttered a little in his heart, isn't it teasing people to put such a difficult question here? Which disciple can answer it?

The Mystic Book of Ten Thousand Poisons is too vast, who can record all the poisons in the world? Han Yuan has only read the Mystical Book of Ten Thousand Poisons once so far, and even the first- and second-order poisons can only be said to have barely learned the approximate understanding, and the more advanced ones are just a general impression. He dug into the impression of the Dream Breaker Flower in his mind as much as he could, and finally shook his head helplessly.

He really hadn't learned this poisonous weed, but he had time to learn it now, so he was impressed. Han Yuan closed his eyes and sank into the depths of his consciousness, as if an invisible book was opening with a bang, and finally stopped at the page where the dream and soul breaker flower were written.

"I see!" Han Yuan's face showed a flash of excitement, and he suddenly realized. In the introduction of the Mystic Book of Ten Thousand Poisons, the Dream Breaking Soul Flower in ancient times is everywhere, because its magnificent color is also planted by the Imperial Poison Sect to decorate the scenery on both sides of the road. It's just that now, many inheritances have been lost, spiritual materials have withered, and dream-inducing soul-breaking flowers have become rare spiritual materials, no wonder no one knows how to deal with them.

"There is a thin transparent membrane as thin as a cicada's wings on the inside of the stem of the Dream Breaker Flower, through which the wood poison penetrates into the inside of the flower. If you want to completely remove the wood poison in it, you must completely uncover this membrane before squeezing the juice, and then use spiritual power to guide ......" Han Yuan took a pen and wrote down the answer on the paper, and by the way, he attached a method on how to uncover the thin/membrane without destroying the spirit grass. He wrote vigorously, but the note was not enough, and he took out a piece of paper from his bag and attached it to the back, and sprinkled a large article with him, so that he was satisfied with the pen.

In the depths of the Dan Hall, an old man was staring boredly at the Dan furnace in front of him, looking weak and powerless. Although his eyes fell on the Dan furnace, his mind remained on the question that had bothered him for a long time.

He has failed several times in a row, and he only has the last Dream Attracting Soul Flower in his hand, and if he still fails this time, he doesn't know how long he will have to wait to receive this rare spiritual material. This is a fourth-order spiritual material, even if he is an alchemy master, there are countless high-level elixirs he has handled, and destroying one plant is enough for him to be painful. However, no matter how he thought, even if he plucked his beard, he really couldn't think of anything wrong, and even his old friends were at a loss.

Alas...... There are still too few alchemy masters in the sect, and none of them can help him solve the problem. If I continue like this, I am afraid that I will really go to Jiuzhen Mansion and ask the alchemy master who is sitting in Jiuzhen Pavilion to make a move. Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but sigh deeply.

In the storage bag, a piece of jade talisman suddenly made a sharp whistling sound, which frightened the old man's heart, and he hurriedly stabilized the Dan furnace in his hand, and then he freed his hand to take out this notification jade talisman.

"When have I ever been to the Hundred Question Corridor?"

The old man paused for a moment, and then remembered that he did seem to have gone to the Baiwen corridor twice before, solved the small problems of several disciples about alchemy, and also hung up the problem of the Dream Breaking Soul Flower with his hand, which was a joke to ask for peace of mind. I didn't expect someone to answer? It's ridiculous, who in the sect can answer this question, it must be a disciple who answers indiscriminately, isn't this happy with his own question? He also knows that some disciples with bad intentions deliberately answer some wrong questions to harm others, but he didn't expect to let himself run into it today!

The old man snorted angrily and extinguished the Dan furnace in his hand, he wanted to see who was so bold as to dare to answer his own questions indiscriminately.