Yang Yifei asked calmly: "Do you know the antonym of expensive?"
Leng Yuexuan thought for a while and replied: "Cheap?"
"Wrong, it's cheap."
After saying that, Yang Yifei ignored Leng Yuexuan.
Leng Yuexuan was furious.
She has always been everyone's darling and the goddess of men's dreams.
Her face, body, and temperament are all top-notch.
Those female stars in the entertainment industry are not worthy of carrying her shoes.
There were so many people in the martial arts world who wanted to please her but couldn't, and how many people tried their best just to please her.
She ignored it.
But today, she took the initiative to show her kindness, but in the eyes of this man, she only got such a word.
If it weren't for her lack of strength, she would definitely peel off this man's skin, cramp his muscles, and crush his bones into ashes.
Forcibly suppressing her anger, Leng Yuexuan said with a cold face: "If you don't disturb Yang Zong's reading, I will leave first."
Leng Yuexuan left.
It finally calmed down.
Yang Yifei was not uninterested in Leng Yuexuan's proposal. It was just low-level formations and he could easily come up with hundreds of them.
However, the conditions given by Leng Yuexuan were wrong.
She is indeed beautiful, but after seeing the fairies in the memory of Immortal Creation, all so-called beauties are just ordinary people in his eyes.
Including those named disciples, including the little fox sisters.
The only people who can really tempt him are his fellow travelers on the road in the future.
If Leng Yuexuan offered other conditions, such as five elements spiritual materials or training resources, he would not hesitate to reward them with some basic formation skills.
The library of Penglai Pavilion has gone through thousands of years. Although it was damaged several times in the meantime, it has preserved an objective amount.
At the very least, the entire mountain is completely filled.
Among them are bamboo slips, animal skin books, and even oracle bone inscriptions.
The total number must be at least close to one million copies.
This is just a "miscellaneous book" and does not involve cultivation.
"Huh, pretend to be serious. There are so many books that you can't even finish until you die."
Leng Yuexuan walked out of the library, feeling happy.
Yang Yifei's eyes flashed, and his spiritual sense was detected, which instantly turned into thousands of threads, allowing him to read more than a thousand books at the same time.
Differentiation of spiritual consciousness.
"not enough."
Yang Yifei found a spiritual consciousness cultivation method in his mind, the Divine Art of Ten Thousand Transformations, and began to practice it.
This is a special method for cultivating spiritual consciousness.
Spiritual consciousness is divided into two, two is divided into four, and four is divided into eight...
Yang Yifei's spiritual consciousness divided into geometric levels and rose.
A moment later, when he felt his head swell, his spiritual consciousness had been divided into tens of thousands of threads, and he could control tens of thousands of thoughts at the same time.
"The soul is too weak." Yang Yifei sighed.
Spiritual consciousness is the power of the soul. The stronger the soul, the more spiritual consciousness thoughts are differentiated, and vice versa.
Those immortal-level masters can generate hundreds of millions of thoughts in an instant, which is no better than a computer's calculations.
"You have to take some time to practice spiritual awareness."
Yang Yifei rested for a while, replenished the consumption of practicing the Divine Art of All Transformations, and then started reading.
…
Leng Yuexuan left the library and happened to meet Sister Hu Xueqing waiting outside.
When beautiful women meet, they are extremely jealous.
Beauty has always been proud. Leng Yuexuan has always been obsessed with her own charm. Suddenly she found that there were two women who were more attractive than herself, and she suddenly became competitive.
She smiled and said: "There are hundreds of thousands of books in the library. It will take Yang Zong a while to read them. The two sisters are bored here, why don't we have tea together?"
Hu Xuewei rolled her eyes, not liking Leng Yuexuan at all.
Hu Xueqing smiled and said: "Then don't bother Miss Leng."
"Don't disturb me. As a host, of course I have to entertain my guests well."
Leng Yuexuan called her servants and made tea and chatted in a pavilion not far from the library.
Leng Yuexuan made the tea herself, and her movements were as smooth as clouds and flowing water, showing the tea ceremony skills behind her.
The tea was poured out and the aroma of tea overflowed. Hu Xueqing's eyes lit up and she said: "Good tea."
She also studies tea, and as a fox demon with a lifespan of hundreds of years, she has enough time to study other things.
Leng Yuexuan said: "This is a unique tea tree on our island. It is more than five thousand years old and the only one in the world. Please."
Hu Xueqing gently picked up the tea cup and drank it with a smile without saying anything.
But Hu Xuewei sighed: "You can drink it, I don't like it."
Hu Xueqing said apologetically: "My roommate likes all kinds of drinks, but doesn't like drinking tea. When she was a child, she almost burned down a thousand-year-old tea tree in our house. The old man likes her the most. He won't hit her or scold her."
, I almost got sick from anger."
Leng Yuexuan laughed twice.
She just said that Penglai Island has the world's only 5,000-year-old tea tree, and a 10,000-year-old tea tree appeared in the other party's house. She is just a servant of a maid, and she doesn't feel embarrassed when she brags.
Even Yang Zong didn't dare to say that.
This is a foundation that cannot be compared to the nouveau riche.
Leng Yuexuan said casually: "You two look like ladies, how come you became Yang Zong's assistant?"
She was still tactful and did not say the word maid.
Hu Xuewei rolled her eyes: "What kind of assistant is he worthy of?"
Hu Xueqing said, "Yang Zong is young, handsome, and powerful. He is exactly the person we like. As the saying goes, those who are near the water and the towers get the moon first, what do you think Miss Leng?"
Both sides talked and laughed, as if they were having a great conversation.
Hu Xuewei said heartlessly: "He wants to read the book for so long, don't we have to wait for so long?"
Leng Yuexuan said: "If Miss Hu doesn't want to wait, you can go play by yourself first."
Hu Xueqing said meaningfully: "You don't have to wait too long."
Leng Yuexuan smiled faintly: "There are nearly a million books in our library. No matter how fast Yang Zong reads, it is impossible to read them all without a certain amount of time. You two should go do your own things first and wait for Yang Zong
After reading it, I will contact you again.”
…
As soon as Yang Yifei had a thought, tens of thousands of spiritual consciousnesses were detected at the same time and fell on the book.
You can see the content of the book without flipping through it.
And never forget it.
In just a few hours, Yang Yifei had read through the entire collection of books in the library.
This was because he had spent too much time thinking over and over again.
Sure enough, we found clues about the Dragon Palace.
Integrate the scattered fragments and get some unclear information.
"The dragon clan suddenly disappeared, and the dragon palace also disappeared from the world."
"When heaven and earth revive, the Dragon Palace will reappear."
"The Dragon Clan left a dragon-seeking map, which allows the Shui Clan to enter the Dragon Palace and gain inheritance."
Among millions of books, I only get these few sentences.
Yang Yifei was a little disappointed: "Even Penglai Pavilion doesn't know the news about Dragon Palace."
Penglai Pavilion is deep into the sea and is closest to the Dragon Palace. If there is news, they should know it. Even if they hide it again, they can still leave clues.
But I didn’t see any connection between Penglai Pavilion and the Dragon Clan.
"I think too much. If Penglai Pavilion had been connected with the Dragon Clan, it would not have fallen to this point."
Although Penglai Pavilion is powerful, it is not beyond the scope of ordinary people's knowledge, and it is not even ranked among the top three in the Chinese martial arts world.
"It seems we have to find another way."
Yang Yifei stood up and walked out of the library.
The little fox's eyes lit up and he said, "Have you finished reading?"
Yang Yifei nodded: "Yeah."
Leng Yuexuan was pouring tea when her hand shook and she poured it outside.
Not caring about the embarrassment, he asked: "Have you finished reading it all?"
The word "whole" is said very forcefully.
"Um."
Yang Yifei nodded again.
"Impossible." Leng Yuexuan shook her head desperately.
"That's a collection of millions of books."
"It's just a million."
Yang Yifei said casually.
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