Li Chengjie took out twelve jars of imperial wine from the wine warehouse and headed straight to the Imperial Hospital.

"I am the imperial doctor, look at these twelve oaths of palace jade liquid, which is enough to reward you, the miracle doctor?"

After Li Chengjie found Xi Linfeng, he asked with a smile.

"Twelve altars, haha, enough."

Xi Linfeng saw Li Chengjie not coming empty-handed this time, but came with the palace jade liquid that he had been greedy for a long time. He was extremely happy, and his tone of speaking suddenly changed.

"Mr. Li, please wait a moment, and then you can hand it over to Lord Li when the last pot of elixir is released. A total of ten servings were made, which should be enough for Lord Li to distribute."

Xi Linfeng took the twelve jars of imperial wine and said with a smile.

"Ten people? I like the imperial doctor, please help me make one more person. I may need eleven people."

Li Chengjie heard this and thought for a while before saying.

"Eleven person?"

"Well, that's fine, then Lord Li wait a moment, I'll add some medicinal materials."

When Xilinfeng heard this, he responded happily. Now that the imperial wine is in hand, let alone adding another portion, even if it adds ten, Xilinfeng will definitely work overtime to make it.

...

While Li Chengjie was waiting for Xi Linfeng to make the pill, Yu Zixin, who was calming down in the Hanlin Academy, slowly opened his eyes.

In the meditation room of Kong Xueli's school, Yuan Zixin took a deep breath and felt that his body was extremely comfortable. When Yuan Zixin opened his eyes, Kong Xueli next to him was gone.

Seeing this, Yuan Zhixin slowly stood up, pushed open the door, and walked out of the meditation room.

"It's coming out? How does it feel?"

After the new arrival of the meditation room, Kong Xueli put down the book in his hand and asked with a smile. His expression was kind and his tone was gentle.

"Teacher, the students feel that their hearts are unprecedentedly calm at this moment. When they adjust their breathing in their hearts, they vaguely feel that they have a wonderful connection with the world, like a silence resonance. The students even feel a bit of immortal power wandering in their bodies."

After bowing to Kong Xueli, he said slowly.

"Life lies in movement, but you must think about being quiet before moving. Only when you move can you achieve twice the result with half the effort and be in trouble."

Kong Xueli said in a deep voice, with deep eyes looking at Yuan Zixin up and down. Seeing Yuan Zixin's face gradually becoming rosy, it was a huge change with him when he came, Kong Xueli nodded with satisfaction.

"Teacher, although he does not cultivate immortality, his understanding of the world's sky is extremely thorough. The students admire it."

This statement is not a compliment, but a complete feeling. It is just because everything that happened in the meditation ventricular just now is wonderful.

"There is a golden house in the book, and the beautiful woman in the book is a beautiful woman. There are thousands of great ways. You practice immortality and Taoism for cultivation, but you don't know that reading is also a kind of practice."

"I don't practice immortality, but I don't like the troublesome world, but I also yearn for immortality. I think that immortality does not have to compete for it, but to grab it, rely on the cultivation of that body of immortality. You can also ascend to immortality by studying."

"Read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles. As I read more books, I will naturally walk more. After seeing more knowledge, I will understand all things. I can learn from one example and understand one example. I can understand ten thousand views. My way is in the book, and the immortals I want are in the book."

Kong Xueli said with a smile, then slowly lowered his head and swam again in the ocean of knowledge.

"Students receive teaching, and students leave."

Seeing this, Yuan Zixin bowed slowly, bent down and waited for three breaths, then got up and walked slowly out of the school. Looking at Yuan Zixin's steps, everyone wanted to exclaim, "The clouds are calm and the wind is light" and "the walk in the garden".

He pushed the door out of the new door and saw the disciple of the inner courtyard whom he had just brought him to, waiting outside the door. He covered the book on his face, as if he was tired of reading a book, lying on the green grass and taking a nap.

Yuan Zixin didn't want to disturb him, but as soon as he took a step, the disciple of the inner courtyard took the book off his face, sorted it out, put it in his sleeve, slowly stood up, bowed to Yuan Zixin and said:

"Sir, are you going to the library now?"

The disciple stood up and asked.

"Yes, this is the token of Kongzhangyuan, I can go there by myself."

It was because of the news that he was also a little salute and then replied.

"The teacher actually handed over his token to the school to the teacher. It seems that the teacher should be the senior brother who is in the lower class. The senior brother returns to Hanlin, how dare you be negligent? It's better for the junior brother to lead the senior brother to come."

The disciple of the inner courtyard saw Yuan Zixin taking out the token from the Kong Palm Courtyard, and his face was a little surprised and he had a slight flattery in his words, but the disciple's tone was plain, and he might have simply respected the token.

"Okay, since that's the case, then I'll have a junior brother."

Yuan Zixin nodded and watched the disciple trying hard to hide his enthusiasm for this token. Yuan Zixin knew that among the disciples in the inner courtyard, the teacher was a god-like figure. So he did not refuse.

"Then, senior brother, please come here."

The disciple trotted two steps, walked to Yuan Zixin's body, and bowed to lead the way.

“Hard work.”

Yuan Zixin said something lightly, and then followed closely behind the man.

"Junior brother, I'll ask you a risk, are you reading a book just now?"

Yuan Zixin looked at the junior brother walking in front of him and suddenly wanted to ask more questions. If he had fallen asleep just now, it would never have been possible for him to hear his footsteps.

"Regarding my senior brother, I was not reading a book just now, but studying."

The disciple replied softly, his tone was plain.

"It's not reading a book, but learning? How do you say this?"

As soon as I heard from the news, I was stunned and asked back.

"The teacher said that reading the book a hundred times will make the meaning of it. But my junior brother has read this book a thousand times, but he still doesn't understand the truth in the book. I have discussed it with my teacher and many senior brothers, but everyone's opinions are different. No one can convince each other."

"Even the teacher can't give absolute comments about what is said in this book. This may be the magic and wonder of the book. Everyone can understand it, and they all read the same words."

"But the same volume of text brings different insights. Therefore, my junior brother was just experiencing that book, studying that book with all his heart, trying to fully integrate himself into it and feel one or two."

The disciple said happily after hearing this. The greatest wish of those scholars in their lives may be to be able to communicate more about their experiences and insights about reading with those with scholars.

"That's the time when the senior brother came out, which disturbed his junior brother's study. But the senior brother was very curious. What kind of book is it that can stump the teacher?"

Because of the news, I was very curious about what the disciple said, so I asked with a smile.

"This book is just a fragment. It is written on it. A woman who loves flowers and is crazy. She is deeply in love with flowers and dances with flowers in spring. She is like a fairy among flowers, beautiful and beautiful."

"But after spring and summer, no one can escape the withering of autumn and the silence of winter. The woman is like a flower, with ups and downs in life and miserable fate, which makes people sigh. Therefore, when autumn enters winter, she buried herself with the fallen flowers together."

"I look forward to the next spring, I will be like flowers and plants, and have a new life blooming and reappearing the brightness of the brightness."

The disciple of the inner courtyard slowly told the story in the book, Xiang Yuanxin's expression changed, as if he was confused, foolish, crazy, sad, sad, sad, and sad, and sad. He was filled with mixed feelings, which showed that he was confused.

The sound was full of ups and downs, and the sound was full of turmoil. He was fascinated by the fact that he was new. Suddenly, he thought of "Hong'er" again, and his eyes turned red without realizing it.

However, sadness always happened for a moment, and in the end, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Zixin's mouth, just because "Li Qingqing" was still waiting for him to return at home.

"It's all said that the author is crazy, who can understand the taste of it?"

The disciple saw the new look and felt a sense of empathy. He sighed slowly and said casually.

"I have some impression of this story. The woman may want to create a fortress for herself, together with that pitiful "remnant flower", to escape the secular quagmire, so that she will not be polluted by the filth of the world."

"There are many filths in it. This book is a fragment, and the story always looks a bit incomplete, so everyone has different opinions."

"I think it's better to change a book to study. As the saying goes, it's better to retreat and build a net than to be envious of fish in the wilderness. This woman is trapped by love, but you must have a love story. How can you understand?"

As soon as he smiled, he said with an inexplicable emotion in his eyes when he looked at the junior brother.

"Will senior brother understand?"

Seeing this, the junior brother asked back.

"I don't understand either. I will seek the Tao and ask the immortals all my life, and go against the will of heaven. When will I choose to compromise and persevere and die. It is better to pinch my fists and fight for the supreme life by myself!"

"Immortals have their own charm, can you understand?"

Yuan Zixin smiled and turned his head and asked.

"Senior brother is indeed extraordinary, junior brother is stupid."

The disciple looked at Yuan Zixin and exclaimed.

"The teacher said that reading is also a kind of practice. No one in the world needs to underestimate themselves. To explore their own skills, everyone has the foundation for a stable life."

Yuan Zixin said slowly.

"Senior brother, this is the library, please."

While speaking, the man had already brought Yuan Zixin to the library, bowed and invited Yuan Zixin into it, and then slowly closed the door for Yuan Zixin.

Since entering the library, the three books naturally lit up. One book disperses azure blue light, one book releases a golden light, and one book scares it with dark black light.

As a result of new stroll, I glanced at the two books in front of me in a faint way, smiled knowingly, and then stepped directly into the third book.

The dark black light instantly enveloped Yuan Zixin and disappeared here with Yuan Zixin.

"Old guy, you're here."

Since Xin walked slowly into it, it seemed like he had stepped into a lightless tunnel, with almost no end. Since Xinyi stepped alone, he heard Ao's voice coming slowly.

"Xiao Ao, I'm in big trouble."

Yuan Zixin said with a smile, then suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. His legs became weak, he covered his chest with his right hand and wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth with his left hand.

"Where is your cultivation level?"

At this moment, Ao seemed to walk out from the end of the tunnel with a bright light in his hand. He looked at the truth of Xinxin and asked in confusion.
To be continued...