After Marquis Anqing left, Xu Yi thought about the doubts in his heart, thought of someone, said hello to Yan Zi, and went straight down the mountain.
An hour later, his figure appeared outside the gate of Imperial Library. Under the bright sunshine, the five big characters shone brightly, making it dazzling.
Outside the room at the main entrance, there were still many visitors, and there was a long queue.
It's just that the queue this time was a lot more lively than before, and everyone was talking about Dragon Head Peak, Void Divine Palace, treasure hunting and other topics.
Xu Yi didn't intend to buy a book. He took the jade sign he got from Marquis Anqing and went straight in, heading straight for the sea of books. Soon, he found Old Cangtou in a remote wing.
It was still a dark straw mat with its shell removed, placed against the wall, and a skinny old man with white hair was sleeping with a big red wine gourd on his head, Hu Hu.
Xu Yi didn't bother him either, An Anjing sat cross-legged on one side.
Not long after, a tall man in scarlet clothes strode forward, tossed a pair of wine gourds in front of the old man, and said loudly, "You are the old man who knows everything the profiteer at the gate said. Don't pretend to be asleep. I have brought you the wine. Please tell me quickly where the books that condense the muscles are kept."
Before the shouts ended, the man came forward. Seeing that Old Cangtou was still lying on his back, he ignored him at all. He was so angry that he stretched out his foot to kick Old Cangtou on the back.
"If you dare to lift your foot, you will die."
Xu Yi cold channel.
The big man in scarlet clothes suddenly raised his thick eyebrows, "Where are you from, you bastard? I see you..."
Before he finished speaking, his eyes hit Xu Yi's face, and suddenly he noticed that his pair of dark eyes were like Netherworld Underworld's, releasing deathly energy and murderous intent wantonly.
The big man in scarlet clothes shuddered all over, and a chill spread from his skin to his inner organs, and Luo Huang fled without a trace.
"You are still educated and know how to respect your elders."
Old Cangtou yawned and sat up.
"Teaching me the truth and solving my doubts are all like my benefactors, and you should respect them."
As he said that, Xu Yi lined up a row of antique wine jars.
Old Cangtou took a jar, patted open the sealing mud, and the rich aroma immediately overflowed. He took a big sip and thought for a long time, "Sanchun Bamboo Leaf Wine, a piece of Kunniao Chicken String, since your boy gave those Bamboo Leaf Green, you have made the old man suffer, his taste has become cunning, and drinking other wines is no different from drinking water. Seeing that the old man is about to stop drinking, the last bottle lasted for seven days. If you don't come back, the old man will be tortured to death by this glutton."
After that, he took another big sip and stared straight at Xu Yi with his cloudy old eyes full of light.
Xu Yi didn't hesitate, and as soon as he thought about it, three wine jars appeared on the ground. Old Cangtou was overjoyed, and when he thought about it, he put away the three wine jars.
Unexpectedly, just after the three wine jars were put away, three more wine jars appeared. This went back and forth for more than thirty people, totaling one hundred and twenty jars, before it came to an end.
"It seems like you are determined not to rest until you squeeze the old man's bones dry this time..."
Old Cangtou laughs heartily.
He is addicted to alcohol, and alcohol is the thing he cares about most. Now that he has obtained one hundred and twenty jars, it is simply a joy that he has never experienced in the rest of his gloomy life.
"It's just a drink, it's nothing. It's nothing compared to the seniors preaching and solving doubts."
He misses Old Cangtou's kindness and is about to leave this world. I'm afraid this will be his last time here, so it's best to prepare as many drinks as possible for Old Cangtou.
"Then let's talk about it seriously. What's the problem? The old man said it carefully."
Just do things when you get benefits, Old Cangtou is a neat person.
Xu Yi said, "Recently, I have wanted to refine a Soul-Summoning Banner, but I have never been able to get in. To be honest, I also have some experience in refining weapons. I have also practiced medium-grade blood weapons. I have also borrowed <The Way of Artifact Refining> here, but I have only touched on the refining of auxiliary instruments. I don't know why."
Old Cangtou said, "Soul-Summoning Banner? You have such big ambitions. Do you think that auxiliary equipment is not as good as offensive weapons such as blood weapons? That's a big mistake. Auxiliary equipment is divided into two categories, sound attack and soul attack. In addition, there are also confusion, illusion, etc., which are all small things and not worth mentioning. They can barely be classified as soul attack."
Sound attack and soul attack, with the perfect harmony of Xu Yi, it is very easy to understand that they are exactly sonic attack and soul attack.
"Sound wave auxiliary equipment is relatively rare. First of all, it is difficult to refine, and the quality is low, so it cannot achieve the expected effect. The monks have practiced to the Qi Sea Realm, and they can automatically seal the eardrums. When the quality is high, they can carry out microwave attacks, but they are too Difficulties are treasures that can be encountered but cannot be sought. In addition, soul weapons, Soul-Summoning Banner, Yin Ghost Staff, Blood River Flag, are common. These are mostly demons and sorcery, so they are not worth acquiring."
Old Cangtou said that his mouth was dry, so he picked up the wine jar and drank a lot.
Xu Yi said, "Evil magic? It's not worth it? Could it be that the seniors think that this method of killing people is too sinister? To be honest, I came up with the idea of practicing Soul-Summoning Banner because during a battle, I encountered a blind man. Daoist eye, activate Soul-Summoning Banner, this thing is so powerful, as long as there is a breach in the body, shake Soul-Summoning Banner, all the blood in the whole body will be sucked out, destroying the enemy with invisible ghosts and gods."
Old Cangtou wiped the wine stains on his tangled beard and said with a smile, "They are all murderers, each doing his own thing. The old man is not a hypocrite from a so-called noble family, so how can he make sinister remarks? The reason why the old man denounces it as a sorcery is because it is too eager for quick success and quick benefits, and it does great harm to the person who performs it. It seems like a dead end."
"Take Soul-Summoning Banner as an example. First of all, this Soul-Summoning Banner is activated by hard work, which is extremely harmful to the user. Even if he supplements all day long, it will be difficult to sustain. The Life Source Power lost. It can be said that this method is to exchange for superior force at the cost of life."
"Both, if this method is used against a powerful person with ghosts, not only will it not be effective, but it will also be very likely to break the spell, causing the user to suffer harm. If it is a sharp double-edged sword, it will not hurt others but it will hurt yourself. And if it fails, it will hurt yourself. Those who follow such an evil path are all physically weak and cannot make any further progress on the path of spiritual practice. They cannot continue to climb to the top of Martial Arts. For monks, what is it if it is not an evil path?"
Xu Yi was shocked and thought to himself, no wonder Blind Daoist's notes were full of cynicism, absurd remarks, and more evil and sinister thoughts. It turned out that he had no way forward and his mind was twisted.
"According to what the seniors said, auxiliary equipment such as soul attacks have become useless."
After planning for a long time, but with this result, Xu Yi felt unwilling.
"Chicken ribs, eating them has no meat, discarding them has taste. This metaphor is interesting and interesting."
Old Cangtou smacked his lips and said with a smile, "However, you kid also said that the way of heaven is constant, and there are four or nine great developments. There is one thing that can escape, and the will of heaven is endless. How can there be no way to crack a mere device?"
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