Although Mo Ziye and the others knew that there were top masters in the palace before, they didn't have the opportunity to meet each other, firstly, because they were afraid of the other party's strong strength, and secondly, because the other party deliberately avoided it.

The figures of the four of them quickly walked between the cornices and pavilions, and the loose robes hunted in the night wind, like arrows from the string, straight into the sky.

This is the limit speed they can show, and ordinary people can't see it clearly, just as a ghostly phantom in the night sky. Mo Zi and the others flew a few zhang away, landed at a point, and then lifted their luck and flew out again.

In the blink of an eye, he had already crossed several palaces and gradually rushed towards the place where the two old monsters were fighting.

The two old monsters looked at each other, Bu Dongliu's clothes were a little burnt, and the robes on the outside of the withered bamboo elder had been burned, leaving only a thin shirt inside.

Feeling the flow of breath in the distance, Bu Dongliu sighed slightly: "It seems that four friends have come to visit, do you see or not?"

His words, as if he were talking to himself, reached the ears of Elder Withered Bamboo, who was not very sensitive, and Elder Withered Bamboo still had his lips tightly closed, and said in ventriloquism, "No." ”

He couldn't speak with his mouth, so he tried to speak as simple and clear as possible, and in Bu Dongliu's ears, he smiled slightly and said, "It seems that the hero sees something the same, and that's exactly what I mean." ”

His voice fell, he took a step and quickly walked towards the room, followed by Elder Withered Bamboo, the two of them did not use internal strength, but their bodies could rely on their own martial arts to move quickly.

After entering the room, Bu Dongliu uncovered a calligraphy and painting on the wall, took out the key and inserted a keyhole, only to see the bookshelf quickly flash to both sides, and a stone door appeared on the wall several feet thick, and slowly moved open.

Bu Dongliu walked in first, Elder Withered Bamboo followed, behind the stone door, Bu Dongliu inserted the key into the keyhole behind the door again, the stone door slowly closed, and the bookshelf closed again, as if nothing had happened.

At the moment when they finished all this, Mo Ziye and the other four had already landed in the courtyard, looking at the miserable destroyed house and the huge stone cave on the rockery, the four of them couldn't help but feel weak.

If such a trick is applied to the human body, even the master of the golden bell jar will inevitably suffer heavy losses, and ordinary masters will be crushed to pieces, and the flesh and blood will be blurred.

Mo Zi and the others didn't dare to make a mistake, looking at the emptiness around them, Mo Zi also arched his hand to the living room with the door wide open, and said respectfully: "Senior, we are the deputy head of the palace, come to visit, I hope that the seniors will forgive us for being reckless, and add more Haihan." ”

His words, though a little sharp, were full of energy, and they spread far and wide in the lonely night sky. After a while, the four of them could not hear any answer, and a wave of suspicion rose in their hearts. Ye Xiaozheng was anxious, and said to everyone: "The person is long gone, why are you still so polite, just go in and take a look." ”

As he spoke, he took the first step and walked into the room, only to see that the furnishings in the room were very simple, and compared to them, they were all as good as they were, except for the wooden tables and chairs, the tea bowls and teapots, and the beds for resting.

Mo Ziye originally wanted to stop the impulsive Ye Xiaozheng, but before he could speak, Ye Xiaozheng had already picked up a book on the bookshelf and read it with relish.

Seeing his strange expression, Ba Dongling couldn't help but be curious, stepped forward, picked up a book and read it. It's okay not to look at it, but after seeing it, I can't take my eyes off anymore. I saw that the martial arts moves and mental formulas in that book were much more sophisticated than what they had seen before.

This is strange, these martial arts cheats are the treasures of the various sects, and they are eighty percent similar, but they are slightly different in some subtleties, and the vague places in the past have also made detailed annotations, and there are more unique insights, and the missing places in the past have also been filled one by one, which suddenly makes them have a sense of surprise that they can see the sun and suddenly open up.

Seeing the two of them obsessively looking at the book, Ding Yuanhao and Mo Zi also walked up, Ding Yuanhao flipped through it casually, it was a book of boxing, he was not interested, put it down and continued to search, and found a book of swordsmanship in a moment, after opening it, Gujing Wubo's face finally showed a slight look of surprise.

Mo Ziye's cultivation is higher, and his concentration is also stronger, he looked at those secret tips, although he was very interested in the contents, but after seeing a book without a cover on the top floor, he locked his gaze.

He took down the thick book, which not only contained important contents such as "The Green Capsule Sutra", "Shennong's Materia Medica", "Qianjinfang", "The Difficult Sutra", "Su Wen", "Treatise on Typhoid Fever", etc., but also some legendary secret techniques such as "Yin and Yang Absorbing Wall Gong", "Sleeping Immortal Method", "Longevity Formula" and so on.

Seeing this, if Mo Zi also had excellent concentration, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat in his palms, such a book was placed on this bookshelf casually, without a little defense?!

If it appears on the rivers and lakes, it will definitely cause a bloody storm.

Mo Zi also planned to take the book away and study it carefully, but he immediately reacted and shouted: "Put the book back, hurry up and detoxify, maybe there is still salvation." ”

was shouted by him, and the other three people who were engrossed in it woke up like a dream, hurriedly put the books in their hands back on the shelves, sat down on the spot, bent their legs and crossed their knees, and carried their internal strength.

After a while, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on their foreheads, and their whole bodies seemed to be bitten by thousands of ants and insects, and the pain was unbearable.

The most unbearable thing is the internal organs, turning over the river and the sea, the true qi swells, the originally thin body has swelled, the originally fitting caftan has been propped up with countless cracks, and the air is full of hissing explosions.

Mo Zi also complained bitterly, he didn't know such a simple trick, he didn't have to think about it, how could such a priceless book be taken away casually?

Who is the owner of these books, and the poison soaked in the books is even difficult for him, who uses poison, to detect it, and it is simply undetectable.

Unexpectedly, the greed of the moment almost made him unrecoverable, but fortunately, the owner of this house left them a glimmer of life, although it is a poison that cannot be cured, but it can be forced out of the body through internal strength.

But this line of vitality is really slim, if they are swayed by the greed in their hearts, look at it for a while, and attack their hearts with poisonous gas, even the gods will be unable to save them.

Mo Zi also felt melancholy in his heart, could it be that such a peerless classic should be buried deep in this desolate deep palace? If someone can learn some of the above good recipes, hanging the pot to help the world, it can also benefit future generations.

His worries were a bit unnecessary, because many years later, Feng Mu gave the book to a doctor surnamed Li, who later passed the book on to his son Li Shizhen.

On this basis, Li Shizhen experimented with thousands of prescriptions, searched for thousands of medicinal materials, and finally wrote the "Compendium of Materia Medica", which was known as the "Oriental Pharmaceutical Classic" in later generations.

Blessing for future generations, well-known at home and abroad, famous in history, meritorious for thousands of years.