After Pan Chaoyang arrived, Ye Dong took him to the library on Tiandan Peak, and asked Red Wolf to follow Ye Yuanjun quietly.
Although Ye Yuanjun said it easily, Ye Dong did not dare to relax at all regarding his grandfather's safety.
The library on Tiandan Peak collects books on refining medicine, and there is such a library on each of the five Taixuan peaks, collecting various books and materials in categories.
Although there are only books on refining medicine, the rich collection of books here has greatly opened Ye Dong's horizons. There are as many as thousands of books. Compared with the books about weapon refining that he saw in the Zhang family in Moyang City,
There are many times more books.
However, Pan Chaoyang, who came in with Ye Dong, showed a slightly disappointed look. Ye Dong saw this and couldn't help asking: "Brother Pan, you seem a little disappointed?"
Pan Chaoyang smiled bitterly and said: "Young Master, I have no other intentions. Don't get me wrong. I just didn't expect that there would be so few books on refining medicine in Tianxin Sect."
"So... few?" Ye Dong suspected that he heard wrongly. The number of thousands of copies is still small?
"Yes!" Pan Chaoyang nodded affirmatively and said, "The medicinal books here are not even one-tenth of the Cihang Sect's collection."
Ye Dong couldn't help but take a breath, Cihangzong's collection of medicinal books actually reached tens of thousands!
Pan Chaoyang continued: "No wonder people say that Tianxin Sect is weakest in refining medicine. I didn't believe it at first, but after seeing the collection of books here, I believe it now."
This time it was Ye Dong's turn to smile bitterly. With a collection of thousands of books, he was the weakest in refining medicine. It seemed that the rich heritage of these sects was beyond what outsiders could imagine!
Looking at so many books, Ye Dong didn't know where to start. After Pan Chaoyang asked Ye Dong clearly about his purpose, he had already pulled out dozens of books from the bookshelf in a flash.
The book was thrown into Ye Dong's hand and said: "Young Master, these few books are of some use, the rest are really not that useful. After reading them, I will have no problem dealing with a mere drug competition. If I have the opportunity to go to Cihang Sect in the future, I will
Let me help you choose some good books."
The implication is that in Pan Chaoyang's eyes, the books here are like garbage, and you can read them or not.
If Danyangzi and other people from Tiandan Peak heard this sentence, I don't know how they would feel in their hearts.
However, Ye Dong also believed that Pan Chaoyang did not mean to belittle Tiandanfeng at all. After all, he came from the super sect Cihang Sect, a sect composed of ninth-grade alchemists and the most elite alchemists in the Suzaku Continent.
With his knowledge on the road, even Master Tiandan would not dare to underestimate him.
After sending these books back to his residence, Ye Dong and Pan Chaoyang came to the Baicao Garden. Just as he had guessed, this Baicao Garden, which shocked him so much, still had little value in Pan Chaoyang's eyes.
There are disciples in the Baicao Garden who are responsible for taking care of various medicinal materials. After they overheard Pan Chaoyang's criticism of some medicinal materials, they couldn't help but have anger on their faces.
However, when Pan Chaoyang then pointed out the attributes and characteristics of these medicinal materials, the anger on their faces turned into admiration. It was obvious that what Pan Chaoyang said was very accurate, and some of them were even unknown to Danyangzi.
So Ye Dong naturally began to become familiar with the characteristics of these medicinal materials one by one under Pan Chaoyang's guidance.
One is a master of alchemy, who teaches seriously, and the other is talented and intelligent, and asks for advice humbly. At the end of the day, Ye Dong has gained a lot, and he has truly experienced the breadth and depth of the art of alchemy.
Until evening, after all the disciples had left, Ye Dong was still studying various medicinal materials in the Baicao Garden. In the end, Pan Chaoyang was even driven back to the house by him, leaving him alone.
Although today is another moonless night and the surroundings are pitch black, in Ye Dong's eyes, there is no difference at all from daytime.
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a drop of rain fell on Ye Dong's face. He raised his head and realized that it had started to rain.
Although the formation in the Herb Garden is considered a separate world, natural rainwater is a precious nutrient for the medicinal materials grown here, so there is no restriction on the entry of rainwater.
With Ye Dong's strength, he was naturally protected from the rain at all, but the cold rain falling on his face made him feel very comfortable, so he didn't use any spiritual energy at all, and even just stretched out and casually slapped his butt.
I sat on the path in the garden and quietly enjoyed the rare silence of the rainy night.
The rain gradually became denser, but it was not heavy. It was just a continuous drizzle, moistening things silently. Ye Dong raised his head and watched the raindrops in the sky gradually form a rain curtain because they were too dense and fell too fast.
Where does the rain come from?
This question popped up in Ye Dong's mind for no reason, so he followed the direction of the rain curtain and looked far into the distance until he saw the highest point in the sky, where several dark clouds were gathering.
Under the blow of the night wind, these dark clouds kept changing their shapes, sometimes turning into majestic mountains, sometimes turning into galloping horses, sometimes turning into flowing rivers...
But no matter how the shape of the clouds changes, the continuous raindrops always surround the clouds, never leaving, and following closely.
The rain became heavier and heavier, so that it condensed into clouds of water vapor next to the clouds.
Seeing this scene, Ye Dong suddenly had an idea in his mind, and suddenly remembered that the scene of clouds and water he saw in his mind when he was performing the Eighteen Steps of Ling Yun Duobu was very similar to the scene in front of him.
Ever since he mastered the eighteen steps of Ling Yun Duopo, Ye Dong has not continued to practice. It's not that he doesn't care, but quite the opposite. There are so many things that he needs to focus on that he has no time to continue.
Practice.
Now, looking at this picture of clouds and water, Ye Dong couldn't help but stand up, and his feet had already unknowingly taken a step forward.
One step, two steps,..., eighteen steps!
After completing the eighteen steps, Ye Dong still did not stop, and continued to move towards the next position with his feet very naturally.
At this moment, in his mind and imagination, he was no longer stepping on the path of the Herb Garden, but on the clouds in the sky.
The clouds under his feet were soft and did not bear any strength at all. So when Ye Dong's feet fell, he felt that one foot was deep and the other was shallow. If anyone was watching now, they would find that Ye Dong's figure looked different.
It also rises and falls, as if drunk.
However, this kind of body movement that suddenly rises and falls, instead of giving people a sense of disharmony and awkwardness, it makes people feel a kind of harmony, a kind of harmony that seems to be integrated with the heaven, earth, and all things.
I don't know when Master Tianji appeared in the sky, looking down at everything, his face was once again filled with shock.
Because, with his strength and his eyesight, he could not clearly see Ye Dong's movement trajectory at this moment. In his eyes, Ye Dong seemed to have disappeared!