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Chapter 154 Elder Xu and the Tibetan room

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    The hall that Han Li was in was very strange. It was a large cylindrical room with a diameter of about thirty feet and a height of four to five feet.  The thin white sand makes the whole hall look clean and tidy.

    But if someone looks up, they will be surprised to find that there are white breast pillars hanging upside down from the roof of this hall, and they are densely packed everywhere. This is actually a rare stalactite cave.  Transformation made it what it is today.

    There are three passages evenly distributed around the hall, two of which are engraved with the word "Qi" and "Dan" in ancient Chinese characters respectively, and the last passage is empty, and there are no signs nearby.

    At this moment, there was no one in the hall. Han Li glanced at it, hesitated for a moment, and walked into the passageway engraved with the word Dan.

    This passage is not very long. After walking a dozen steps and turning a corner, a slightly larger house appeared at the end of the passage.  There was a long table in this room, and there was an old man with a red face standing beside the table, looking at Han Li with a smile.

    And behind the table, there are several dilapidated shelves standing against the wall, which are filled with various cauldrons, raw materials, and some miscellaneous and strange items that Han Li has never heard of.

    Before Han Li could speak, the old man opened his mouth with a smile on his face: "Little friend, you look so handsome, it's your first time here! Now, there are fewer and fewer newcomers in this damn place.  Already! This old man has long been tired of looking at all those bad-faced guys, it¡¯s great to have a younger newcomer here!" The old man shook his head and said, with a somewhat unscrupulous look on his face.

    However, Han Li has already noticed that the Celestial Eye Technique has no effect on this old man, and he can't see the depth of the other party. This shows that the old man is also a master in the foundation period, how dare he neglect it!

    Therefore, he hastily saluted and said: "The younger generation has met the uncle, and it is indeed the first time for the nephew to come to Yuelu Palace, so please give me some advice!" Han Li kept his posture very low.

    "If there's anything you don't understand here, you can just ask. My surname is Xu. You can call me Uncle Xu or Mr. Xu. Don't want to talk about seniors, seniors and uncles. I don't like to hear this!" The old man hastily corrected  After seeing Han Li's title for himself, he seemed to be very concerned about it.

    "Then, this junior just obey!" Han Li hesitated for a moment, then agreed indifferently, feeling that the other party was really a bit weird.

    "That's right, let's talk about the purpose of this now." The old man surnamed Xu said with satisfaction.

    "This junior wants to look for some formulas and books related to elixirs, and to study the way of alchemy." Han Li tried his best to make his words appear tactful and roundabout, so as not to attract this person's attention.

    "The formula and book of alchemy? Just go up the stairs!" To Han Li's surprise, the old man didn't make any move to ask him.  In the open space between the shelves, a stone staircase leading to the roof appeared out of thin air.

    Han Li was overjoyed, and hurriedly walked to the vicinity of the stairs, and was about to get up, when Xu Lao suddenly showed a sly look.

    "To watch the collection on the second floor, one low-level spirit stone is charged for an hour. The original is not allowed to be taken away from here. If you want to copy the content, you need to pay another copy fee of ten spirit stones per copy."

    Before Han Li stepped onto the stairs, Elder Xu, who was already behind him, spoke out the relevant regulations unhurriedly, making Han Li stand still, almost wanting to yell.

    This fee is too high!  Not to mention the copying cost of ten low-level spirit stones, even the browsing fee of one spirit stone per hour will make many cash-strapped disciples stop.

    You know, a low-level disciple can only earn twenty or thirty spirit stones through various jobs in a year!  Counting the various daily cultivation consumption and expenses, the actual amount of spiritual stones that can be saved is only a few pieces.

    So the other party's charges are definitely very black-hearted!  Let Han Li's sense of this old man turn around 180 degrees, what a big profiteer!

    Although there was a strange look on Han Li's face, he didn't stop because of the old man's words. Instead, he threw a low-level spirit stone back into the old man's hand without looking back.  , and he quickly climbed up to the second floor.

    "Interesting! I was not intimidated by such a fee. It seems that he is still a small rich man. Hehe, it seems that there is another small fortune to be made!" The self-proclaimed Xu Bo, seeing Han Li so forthrightly  Lou moved, couldn't help squinting his happy eyes into a crescent shape, and wiped the Lingshi vigorously on the corner of his clothes a few times, and then put it in front of his eyes for a closer look. The face of a pair of iron roosters was undoubtedly exposed, and it was the same as the one he saw at the beginning.  easyThe expressions of the neighbors are completely different.

    At this time, Han Li suppressed the depression in his heart, calmed down a little, and then carefully looked at the things on the second floor.

    It was completely different from the spacious and bright room he imagined, filled with countless books, bamboo slips and other items. Although the room on the second floor was not small, the things placed there were really pitiful.  .

    Two dark bookshelves, a dirty table, and a broken chair.  This is all the belongings in this house.  Of course, there were still twenty or thirty yellowed old books on the bookshelf, and on the table were a few bundles of tattered bamboo slips, and two jade tubes whose original color could no longer be seen.

    "So shabby? Could it be that he went to the wrong place? This is not the secret library of the Cultivation School! It is clearly the dilapidated bookstore of a poor scholar." Han Li was shocked by the scene inside the house.  If it wasn't for Mr. Xu's unfathomable magic power, he would almost have the urge to go downstairs and grab him by the collar immediately, and question him severely.

    After taking a deep breath, Han Li calmly walked to a bookshelf, then randomly pulled out an old book, and carefully read it.

    "The five elements of heaven and earth correspond to the five viscera, and the golden acupuncture point can transform the essence and generate energy" He only read the beginning of a few sentences of this book, and he was immediately surprised. He couldn't help closing the book and looking at the cover of the book.

    The five huge words "Fahrenheit's Golden Needle Secret Art" appeared in front of Han Li's eyes.

    Han Li's complexion turned ugly.  This is not to say that this book is not good, the content recorded in this book is indeed the secret method of golden needle healing, which is rare in the world, and it even has the miraculous effect of bringing the dead back to life and stimulating the patient's potential.  But what does the golden needle technique have to do with alchemy?  What annoyed him even more was that he had already read the book countless times with Doctor Mo, and he could even recite it backwards.  This is obviously a book of medicine in the world, how could it appear here in a grand manner?

    A series of questions appeared in Han Li's mind, which made him frown, greatly puzzled.  But when his eyes fell on the remaining books on the bookshelf, a more bad premonition enveloped his heart.

    Han Li frantically flipped through the remaining old books one by one.  Every time a book was flipped through, the gloomy look on his face became a bit darker. After he even read all the books on another shelf, the expression on Han Li's face was as before the storm.  It was pitch black.

    None of these twenty or so books is a book on alchemy, either a secret technique for curing diseases or saving lives, or a folk prescription for intractable diseases.  The most bizarre thing is that there is also a self-reported Poison Sutra written by a master poison user, all of which are books for the secular world.

    "It's an hour, and if you look at it, you will have to add another spirit stone!" Suddenly, the old Xu shouted such a voice downstairs.

    Han Li was a little speechless when he heard the words. Just like this pile of rubbish books, do you want to collect Lingshi?  However, when his eyes turned to the objects on the table, he took out another spirit stone from his body by luck, and then went down from the stairs.

    "I have received the Lingshi, my friend, please continue to read, I will not disturb you!" Mr. Xu from downstairs said with a smile.

    Han Li didn't pay any attention to the old man anymore, because he knew very well that for the other party who made no secret of his desire, it didn't matter whether he was respectful to him.

    However, Han Li had no intention of throwing another spirit stone in vain, so this time he flipped through the bamboo slips on the table, obviously much faster than before, and only looked at the general content instead of reading each sentence in detail.

    Under the soft white light of a huge moonstone on the roof, Han Li's expression fluctuated with the flipping of several bundles of bamboo slips.  After flipping through all the bamboo slips, Han Li put the bamboo slips back to their original place and sighed softly.

    This time, these bamboo slips actually recorded the formulas of several elixirs and some experience in dispensing them.  But it's a pity that, judging from the composition of these elixir, these types of elixir are almost as effective as Han Li's "Huanglong Pill" and "Golden Supplement Pill".  Said, there is no use to speak of.

    In this way, Han Li's only hope was pinned on those two fist-sized jade tubes, and he hoped that the things recorded inside would not let him go home empty-handed.

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