As soon as ye Shuang stepped into the foot of Yunliu mountain, Du Shaoyang had seen his figure in front of the French window.

Unexpectedly, he came to yunliushan again at this time, which surprised Du Shaoyang.

But it also aroused his curiosity. He wanted to see what truth Ye Shuang could say.

After a while, ye Shuang rang the doorbell downstairs.

Du Shaoyang went downstairs to welcome him in.

"It seems that you are well prepared for today's question and answer." Ye Shuang looked at the stack of information piled up on the living room table and said with a smile.

"It's just a part of all the information I haven't yet learned. You shouldn't be afraid." Du Shaoyang smiles and looks at Ye Shuang. He seems to want to see his inner emotion at the moment.

"I'm not afraid, but I still need to see someone today. I can't stay in yunliushan for too long, so you'd better cherish your problems and forget all those unimportant ones."

"I see. But don't worry, none of my questions ever matter. " Du Shaoyang vowed.

If there is an association for the study of miraculous medicine classics, Du Shaoyang must be the president of the association. He has studied this book for decades, and he has learned the secret of Yuanyang grass recorded in ancient books by virtue of his mortal qualifications. This is not what ordinary people can do.

Not even ordinary people, even martial artists like dream city, or immortals like yuan Fengjun, may not be able to understand the contents of the miraculous medicine Sutra.

"So start asking your questions now."

They sat down in front of the sofa in the living room, and Du Shaoyang immediately picked out a question he had carefully prepared.

"This is a picture in the miraculous medicine classic, but there are only a few words about this picture, and there is no more detailed introduction. I want to know what is in this picture?"

Du Shaoyang then handed over a printed manuscript paper.

"That's not one of the questions to ask." Ye Shuang shook his head and suddenly laughed, "but I'm in a good mood today. I can make an exception to answer your question."

He glanced at the contents of the paper casually. Although it was a black-and-white picture printed by ink, ye Shuang saw the origin of the elixir in the picture at the first glance.

"It's called emperor soul flower. It's said that this flower can be mixed with other herbs to produce a magic pill."

"Emperor soul flower? But what's written in this book is "blue grass?"

Du Shaoyang frowned and saw Ye Shuang. He immediately had a trace of doubt in his heart.

Compared with Ye Shuang's rambling statement, he believes more in the explanation of this elixir classic.

"Lan You Cao is just a name in recent hundreds of years. In fact, it is indeed the flower of emperor's soul. But this kind of name should have existed a long time ago. Later, the records about the flower of emperor's soul must have been lost, so later generations will simply name it by its color."

Ye Shuang is not angry about Du Shaoyang's suspicions. He is ready to let Du Shaoyang be convinced and do things for himself, and he can't get angry because of his suspicions.

"How can I be sure what you're saying is true, not nonsense?" Du Shaoyang shook his head.

"You don't have to rush to draw a conclusion now. I think you have prepared so many questions. You can slowly select a few to let me answer your doubts. After other questions are answered, you can look back at my explanation of emperor spirit flower, and you will know whether it is true or not." Ye Shuang smiles faintly.

Du Shaoyang also thinks that there is some truth in his statement. There are only a few words recorded in the miraculous medicine Sutra by Emperor hunhua, and he can't be sure whether ye Shuang's statement is true or false.

The only way to distinguish is to continue to ask questions and wait until other answers are confirmed before returning to prove his description of the emperor soul flower.

So Du Shaoyang took the second question out of his suspicions.

"This is a note about a kind of miraculous medicine in the miraculous medicine Scripture, but I don't quite understand the meaning of these words. I hope you can explain my doubts."

Ye Shuang took the paper, glanced at it roughly, and then threw it aside.

"It's just a simple clover. Don't you even understand it?" Ye Shuang looked at Du Shaoyang in surprise and said.

"Of course I know it's clover, but I don't understand what it does."

"Crush the clover into powder, take three grams raw, you can sense the weather flow of the week." Ye Shuang said carelessly, "you can experiment on the spot."

"Weather flow of induction week?"

Du Shaoyang felt that the more he said it, the more mysterious it was.

"It's normal that you don't know. This belongs to the level above the martial arts. For those great masters of Huajin, clover can be said to be the most valuable elixir. Therefore, among them, a clover can sell hundreds of millions of value."

"However, although the clover is low-grade, it is very difficult to cultivate. It likes the wood of five elements, so the place where the clover is cultivated should be far away from the other four elements, and the clover should not be contaminated with rain. It only needs a handful of dry and broken soil to feed it."

Ye Shuang saw that he was suspicious, so he said more.

"I see." Du Shaoyang clapped his hand fiercely and exclaimed, "Mr. Ye, just wait here for a moment. I happen to have several pieces of broken leaf grass in my hand, so I'll have a try."

"Yes."

Ye Shuang had the idea of letting him try it himself. Now that he has broken leaf grass in his hand, it's best.

But this kind of treasure, which is helpful to master Huajin's cultivation, has not been discovered in the world of cultivating immortals on earth. This is really a miracle.

After a while, Du Shaoyang came back with a wooden box in his hand. He opened the box in front of Ye Shuang. In the package of golden silk, there was a crisp green plant, which was just the broken leaf grass in the design.

"When I got the clover, there were nearly ten plants, but I didn't know how to preserve this strange thing at that time, so I only left this last one." Du Shaoyang said, "if I could get to know Mr. Ye earlier, I might be able to avoid this kind of thing."

"If you take it after crushing it, there will be a flow of Qi in your body." Ye Shuang ignores his words and orders directly.

Du Shaoyang immediately nodded, took down half of the broken leaf grass according to Ye Shuang's instructions, crushed it into pieces with tools, and swallowed it immediately.

"How."

Ye Shuang said with a smile.

"If... There is a sense of Qi!"

Du Shaoyang said pleasantly that there was a warm air flow in his body, which made him want to shout out.

"Plop."

But suddenly, Du Shaoyang kneels in front of Ye Shuang.