When he walked into the library in the new year, he found that all the books here were made of leaves and neatly placed on all the wooden shelves.

An old elf sat behind an old table at the door of the library. Both the old elf and the old table were full of old breath.

"Your permission can view all the books here. Knowledge is priceless. Please cherish books!" Said the old elf in an old voice.

The old elf seems to have no other attitude towards Abel's identity. Of course, in Abel's understanding, the old elf is estimated to be very old. Such an age can see through everything in the world. The identity of honorary master is no different from that of other elves in his eyes.

"I'd like to see the pattern of advanced alchemy, please point out!" Abel said, bowing.

The area here is very large. It will take a long time to find advanced alchemy patterns from countless bookshelves.

"The third bookcase on the left, the second row, can only be seen here, not taken away!" The old elf didn't want to answer directly.

"Thank you!" Abel bowed and thanked.

In the second row of the third bookcase on the left, he saw the leaf with the pattern of high-level alchemy. He didn't know what kind of plant it was. Although it had been removed from the tree, it was still green and smooth.

On the flat leaf surface, the advanced alchemy pattern drawn by rune is very clear. It can be seen that the person who drew the advanced alchemy pattern must have a very high level of pattern drawing, and he is also a senior alchemist.

Now Abel remembers the high-level alchemy pattern very fast. Only after he has opened the data ability of the world's stone fragments, the high-level alchemy pattern is perfectly remembered by him.

After remembering the pattern of advanced alchemy, he put the leaves back and picked up another leaf from the side.

This leaf uses the language of high elves. Even if ordinary elves come in, they can't understand the contents recorded above.

The leaves record the experience of an elf alchemist, especially the refining of "healing potion". From the content, the alchemist has strong confidence in the refining of "healing potion". He records every experience in the refining process.

It's useless for Abel. After just scanning it, Abel knew that many of the refining methods recorded on this leaf were too complicated, and some had subtle mistakes.

However, for some alchemists who have just been exposed to "healing potions" and want to refine them, they can spend a lot less time exploring. However, after reading the above records, they may not be able to change the bad habits they learned at the beginning for a long time.

Put the leaves back to their original place and pick up another leaf. This is another experience of an elf alchemist.

At this time Abel looked over carefully. The alchemist who recorded the leaf was born thousands of years ago. He picked up the leaf again and found that the alchemist was also the alchemist thousands of years ago.

Abel had some enlightenment in his heart. Most of the leaves here are probably records of the experience left by countless elves alchemists in the past.

The spirit alchemist selflessly recorded the experience of his life-long research and stored it in this library, leaving a valuable experience for future generations.

I guess that's why there are so many alchemists in the elves, Abel thought.

However, I'm afraid that the experience here is also the reason that restricts the direction of the elves' alchemists, because the content recorded by predecessors is not completely correct. As far as Abel knows, the level of the whole elves' alchemy is the strongest in the holy land.

But even the elves have only honorary alchemy masters, and no real alchemy masters.

Abel looked at some leaves again. Because he searched aimlessly, he didn't find any useful content. He just found that there were some leaves related to botany, mineralogy and other content besides experience here.

Some books can be recorded with one leaf, while others are bound into volumes with multiple leaves.

Unconsciously, it was already noon. The biological clock reminded him that it was lunch time, and he walked out of the huge wizard library.