In Liu Zhengyang's perception, the places where the conferences are held usually focus on a grand and glorious manner.

No normal people will store too important information in it.

So Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei left without saying much.

With the main hall as the center, they searched around the neighborhood and soon found the location of the Sutra Pavilion and broke in.

When Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei broke into the Sutra Library, they soon found that the books inside were all sorted out, with dense books and bookshelves proving that there were at least tens of thousands of books here. It was really not an ordinary difficulty to find what you wanted in tens of thousands of books.

Zhong Qinglei scratched his head and said, "Liu Zhengyang, do we really want to search here slowly?"

Liu Zhengyang glanced around the surrounding environment and pondered: "Let's find books on elixirs first."

"Why?" Zhong Qinglei said strangely: "Is it not good to directly find their affairs information?"

Zhong Qinglei’s idea is very simple.

By investigating Yuanman's daily interactions with other forces, it is easy to find what they are doing.

However, although Liu Zhengyang could understand Zhong Qinglei's thoughts, he felt that it was not that simple.

He smiled bitterly and said, "The key problem is that things that need to be read at any time will definitely not be placed in the Sutra Pavilion. Now they may be placed on the city lord's desk. Logs that can be placed in such places must have expired."

After saying that, Liu Zhengyang strode towards the place where the elixir books were placed.

After thinking about it, Liu Zhengyang felt that it made sense, so he helped Liu Zhengyang look through it.

While they were flipping through the books, monks patrolled outside the Sutra Pavilion from time to time. The bright torches made Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei extremely nervous every time. Fortunately, those people should not be allowed to enter the Sutra Pavilion casually, so no one came in.

After searching for more than an hour, Zhong Qinglei suddenly shouted loudly: "Liu Zhengyang! Come and take a look! It is the information of the Immortal Pill."

"Immortal Pill?" Liu Zhengyang was immediately excited when he remembered the reward information he had heard during the day.

Ever since he learned that the Immortal Pill is an advanced version of the Yang family's elixir that enhances the physique of monks, he has been very concerned.

Now that the information has been found, of course I need to investigate it.

He rushed to Zhong Qinglei's side with a quick step, and snatched the book and took a few glances.

With Liu Zhengyang's attainments in the field of elixirs, many things that Zhong Qinglei could not understand, Liu Zhengyang knew what was going on with just one glance.

Judging from the information, the Immortal Pill is indeed far better than the Yang family's elixirs.

At least it is several times more effective than the elixirs refined by the Yang family.

However, in contrast, the resources required to refine these pills are also much more.

There are even fewer alchemists who can successfully refine them.

Even if an alchemist who is not capable enough gets more resources to refine it, it will be a waste.

"So that's it." Liu Zhengyang pondered: "No wonder the monks of the Yang family would snatch things from the Savage Tribe, and no wonder they would go to war with us. If they didn't do that, they would not be able to get enough resources to refine the Immortal Pill."

After a pause, Liu Zhengyang sighed again: "But on the other hand, the monks of the Yang family are really pitiful."

"What do you mean?" Zhong Qinglei asked curiously.
Chapter completed!