Zhenjun Mu Hong has many books in his private collection.
After spending several days soaking in the pile of books, I achieved little success. I only found a few suspected ones.
Xie Jiuniang's knowledge of Lingzhi has risen to a higher level.
Seeing her interest, Mu Hongzhen was not stingy about it, letting her learn as much as she wanted without worrying about anything. There were also some alchemy experiences and detailed explanations written by him at different times.
This is equivalent to the inheritance of an eighth-grade alchemist.
Xie Jiuniang knew that he wanted to use this to repay the favor, so she read through it unceremoniously.
In my previous life, I had only scratched the surface of how to make alchemy. In this life, I relied on my powerful spiritual consciousness to become a third-grade alchemist without any effort.
But it’s not that easy to improve further.
Searching in the family library is limited to basic knowledge on the first floor. Searching in the sect library, due to the limitations of cultivation, cannot find books collected by fourth-grade alchemists or above.
Now the eighth-grade alchemist's private collection can just make up for her lack of alchemy knowledge, which makes her so happy that she can't wait to read all the books in one go.
A few words of sincere thanks.
Xie Jiuniang just stayed in Mu Hong's private library and refused to leave.
"Master Dog, didn't you say you don't want to learn alchemy?" Sword Spirit couldn't stand it in boredom.
Xie Jiuniang replied: "I said I won't study for the time being."
"Then what are you doing?"
"Studying now."
"..." Sword Spirit was confused by her words.
Xie Jiuniang said again: "I don't want to learn either. Didn't this opportunity suddenly come? Do you think everyone can visit the eighth-grade alchemist's collection of books and manuscripts? Wait until I finish reading the books here, and with my talent, I can practice
I am the youngest seventh-grade alchemist in the immortal world..."
What else is going on with Mo Chuan?
Ideas can be changed based on reality.
She vividly taught Sword Spirit a lesson about what it means to change an order day after day.
In fact, Xie Jiuniang still doesn't plan to spend too much time refining alchemy, but she can't resist her strange habit of understanding what she sees before learning it. Just like back then, she used this momentum to clear one floor of the family library in one go.
I went through my entire collection of books.
A few more days passed.
No one bothered her.
After another seven or eight days, someone finally came.
Chao Yan crossed his arms and leaned against the door frame, "Disciple, do you want to change your master?"
"Nothing!"
Xie Jiuniang had a strong desire to survive. She put down a jade slip and hurriedly stepped forward to salute Chao Yan. She was respectful and did not dare to make any mistakes. "Master, I got the recipe for the Fortune Pill. There are many in it."
I don’t know the medicine.”
Chao Yan was a little surprised until Xie Jiuniang handed him the pill recipe.
After checking it out, he had to admit that the young apprentice was indeed capable.
Chao Yan asked: "How did you get this?"
"Didn't you say that the Mo family has one? I exchanged it with Mo Chuan." Xie Jiuniang explained the matter again, and Chao Yan walked in after hearing it.
Chao Yan couldn't help but laugh and said: "I only knew you were studying the talismans before, but I didn't expect you to be interested in alchemy."
"I just study occasionally. If I don't learn well, I can barely reach the level of a third-grade alchemist." Xie Jiuniang sighed slightly.
Chao Yan raised his eyebrows, and his tone was a bit unflattering, "You are a third-grade alchemist, and you still dare to say that you are not good at learning? Disciple, do you dare to go outside and say this to the disciples of Danfeng now?"
Xie Jiuniang picked up another animal skin file and changed the topic steadily: "There is no need for this. I can't find time to learn alchemy now, really. The level of weapon refining has not been improved recently, Fu Dao
It has stopped moving forward, and the formations are even worse, and they are still waiting for me to learn them."
"I haven't made any progress in almost half a year." Xie Jiuniang sighed.
Chao Yan's eyelids twitched when he heard this.
It has been almost half a year since I went to Luyuan Secret Realm and then returned to the clan. What on earth does this girl want to express?
Chaoyan asked by mistake: "What are the levels of your other three arts?"
"The third level of weapon refining, the third level of formation, the Talisman Master is considered to be the fourth level." At that time, when she reached the fourth level of Talisman Master, she was obsessed with making jade talismans and never delved into the fifth level of talismans. Otherwise, she would have been the fifth level.
Chao Yan has long known that Xie Jiuniang is quite talented in Fu Dao.
This is the first time I know that my apprentice’s talent in the three arts of alchemy is equally astonishing. No, you can achieve this by just learning.
Chao Yan thought about waiting for her to finish reading Mu Hong's book collection before taking her to Qi Peak, Fu Peak and Formation Peak.
The collection of books by those old friends is no worse than Mu Hong's.
So, Chao Yan threw a storage bag to her, patted her shoulder again, and encouraged: "You look good, apprentice. When I have time, I will take you to other peaks as a teacher. There will be no shortage of books."
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"Okay, Master." Xie Jiuniang said in awe.
Chao Yan looked at this well-behaved disciple and was very satisfied.
How prestigious would it be if word spread that a disciple who was versatile in all four arts would be respected?
Xie Jiuniang didn't know Chao Yan's plan yet. She checked the things Chao Yan gave her. Among them were three Nine-Revolution Vitality Pills and a batch of miscellaneous pills, but she didn't take a closer look.
First, read the rest of the book.
When she had almost finished reading.
Suddenly there was movement outside.
A pretty girl came over and looked at Xie Jiuniang with an unkind expression, "Who are you? How dare you break into my master's library?"
"Your master?" Xie Jiuniang put down the last book and looked at the girl in front of her. She was not dressed as a direct disciple, but as an ordinary inner disciple. "Who is your master?"
"My master is Zhenjun Mu Hong." The girl glared at Xie Jiuniang.
Xie Jiuniang sneered, "I only know that Elder Mu Hong only has one disciple, and that is Senior Sister Xing Luan."
"I, I am Master's registered disciple."
"Oh, it turns out he is a registered disciple, I know." Xie Jiuniang ignored the girl. In fact, many times the so-called registered disciples are accepted due to feelings, and they rarely become direct disciples.
This girl looks pretty and cute.
In fact, the malice in his eyes was very obvious. He probably heard the news and suspected that Zhenjun Mu Hong would accept a new disciple.
Xie Jiuniang raised her hand and gently brushed the clothes of her direct disciple, as if she was afraid that the girl didn't see it, she brushed her hands again and again.
The girl blushed, stomped away, and threw out a threatening word, "I'm going to call someone over, you, you break into the library privately, even if you are a person, don't even think about escaping."
"No, I came in openly." Xie Jiuniang picked up the book she just put down, but she still hadn't finished reading it.
After spending less than half an hour, I finally finished reading it.
Just when she was about to go out, a group of disciples hurriedly arrived with swords, menacing and noisy, as if they were trying to catch a thief.
Among them was the girl just now, who was very confident. She secretly looked at Xie Jiuniang with a proud and arrogant look.
Xie Jiuniang was speechless for a while.
Is this woman seriously ill?
I have finished reading all the books in the library, and it has been calm all the time. I didn't expect that trouble would come on the last day.