Just when Qingyun was a little distracted, thinking about the beauty hiding in the dormitory, Fei Lao's loud voice suddenly stopped.
He still squinted his eyes half-deadly, then fixed his gaze on Qingyun's face, and then asked calmly:
"This new student, what's your name?"
The young man was immediately startled by the sound. He hurriedly stood up, clasped his fists, and said tremblingly:
"Go back to Mr. Fei, student Qingyun."
"Well, where did I just go?"
"You just mentioned that today's alchemy path was centralized and organized into an academic discipline, about one hundred thousand years ago."
Fortunately, Qingyun was smart, and even though he was distracted, nothing went in or out of one ear.
"Yes, Not Bad."
Hearing this, Mr. Fei nodded expressionlessly, but did not let Qingyun sit down. Instead, he picked up the teapot and moistened his throat. This made the young man's heart that had just been relieved lifted again.
Feng Ziyu glanced at him helplessly, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a feminine mockery that resembled that of a daughter.
"You're laughing your ass off, you sissy."
If his eyes could talk, Qingyun would have scolded him long ago.
"Then tell me, what are the more famous sects or schools in the Danding sect at present?"
"Back to Mr. Fei, there are two sects and seven sects. The two sects are Zhijingdongtian and Jingcitian. You didn't elaborate on the seven sects. The students have just entered school and haven't had time to read the lecture notes in detail, so we don't know."
He still nodded expressionlessly. Although the young master never dared to look at the master, his keen senses told him that Fei Lao had probably noticed that he was distracted.
"Okay, then tell me, what is the most important thing about alchemy?"
"The first priority is meditation."
Qingyun answered without thinking, but this time the question was not what Mr. Fei said before, but it attracted Feng Ziyu's surprised look, and the same soft sneer from the back row.
"Pan Long, tell me."
Obviously, Pan Long, who was named by Mr. Fei, was the one who laughed at Qingyun.
However, there was no fluctuation in the old gentleman's tone. Qingyun could not tell whether his answer was right or wrong, and Pan Long obviously did not expect that Mr. Fei would call him by name to answer such a simple question.
He was stunned for a moment with a hiccup, then stood up neatly, clasped his fists in salute, and said loudly:
"Students believe that the most important thing in alchemy is the unity of action and knowledge. You must taste hundreds of herbs, understand the properties of the medicine, and use your body to understand it, in order to refine a pot of elixir that best suits your mind. This is the wise motto of the Palace of Action and Knowledge. "
I don't know whether these words are correct or not. Mr. Fei has never mentioned this before, but with Pan Long's momentum and insights, you can tell at first glance that he is not just a paper tiger, he probably has something in his belly.
Hearing these words, the pretty boy Feng Ziyu also nodded seriously, his eyes squinting at Qingyun seemed to be a little disappointed.
"Well, Pan Long is right, sit down."
As soon as Mr. Fei said these words, the young master suddenly blushed, and Pan Long's laughter became even more unrestrained.
"Qingyun, right?"
"The students are here."
"Why do you think meditation is the first priority?"
Different from the loud voice just now, Fei Lao's voice seemed much calmer at this time.
"Because no matter what you do, you must meditate first."
The young master thought for a while and had no choice but to say this.
This is mainly due to Qingyun Yeluzi's background, so he had to learn a meditation method called Kaixin Gong taught by Yan Shi, and Yan Lao's entry-level experience also mentioned that the first thing to do is to meditate. If you make him look like Pan Long, My teeth are so flexed that I can’t hold it in.
Qingyun simply replied that Mr. Fei was silent for a while, and then he laughed softly after a moment, which made Qingyun's heart sink again.
"That's not bad. Sit down."
Phew~
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. My butt hadn't even touched the ground yet. Unexpectedly, Mr. Fei suddenly said:
"etc."
"Uncle, can you finish what you have to say in one go?"
Qingyun's heart is full of confidence.
"Young man, where did your alchemy master come from?"
This question made Qingyun couldn't help but raise his head and glanced doubtfully at the old man not far from him on the podium.
He found that Mr. Fei was smiling kindly at this time, which reminded him of the first noble person he met when he first started practicing.
The one-handed medicine king explains it in words.
"Back to Mr. Fei, I am a kid from a student family who doesn't know how to make alchemy. In my early years, I happened to meet a wandering senior who gave me some advice. He valued me and gave me the experience of getting started with alchemy. So I have been thinking about it till now. At best, it can only be regarded as self-study. You can’t get on the stage.”
Qingyun replied half-truthfully, after all, a big tree attracts the wind, and he didn't want to say that he had been personally taught by Yan Lao when he first arrived.
"Self-taught?"
Following Fei Lao's muttering, he let out a puff, but this time the person laughing at him was not Pan Long, but Feng Ziyu beside him.
"Exactly."
The young man said bravely.
"Little genius, I have been refining alchemy for thousands of years. I can count on one hand the number of alchemists who can open a furnace without the guidance of a master."
"Well…"
Qingyun's face suddenly stiffened. He didn't know whether he was a real genius, but in Fei Lao's eyes, he might never be able to wash away the words "little genius" again.
"Haha, you don't want to tell me, and I won't force you to do it. Everyone has their own strengths, the true meaning, and their own understanding. But my teacher, like you, values meditation more."
With that said, Mr. Fei once again took a sip of the high-quality spiritual tea filled with spiritual energy, then straightened his two white eyebrows and said with a smile:
"Okay, Qingyun, please sit down. Students in my class don't have to come, but if they come, they need to listen carefully."
"Qingyun knows his mistake."
When he was told this, cold sweat broke out on the young man's back. The alchemist's spiritual sense was indeed not very sharp. Even without using his spiritual sense, Mr. Fei could still easily detect his distraction.
Of course, this may also be related to his year-round teaching.
"No matter which cave you come from, what kind of cultivation and skills you have, I will treat them equally. In this case, you must also treat my efforts well. This has nothing to do with the strength of the wind control realm, but I know Jingdongtian's respect for knowledge and preaching. .”
"Follow Mr. Fei's teachings!"
Everyone agreed in unison again, especially Qingyun. This was the first time for him to have a strong and inexplicable sense of admiration for Zhijing Dongtian, a sect.
It's just that the young man is still a little unhappy. After all, although he doesn't dare to claim to be a genius, he can practice a potion of elixirs with the help of the Miaoyin Furnace, and his sharp five senses that are far beyond ordinary people. Is that normal?
As soon as Fei Lao finished speaking, Feng Ziyu pushed him with his arm and whispered:
"Little genius, after class, teacher, can I go to your place and ask you for advice on how to make alchemy?"
The words were full of teasing, which made Qingyun furious. Unfortunately, he could only smile and look at Mr. Fei who continued to teach, but he never paid attention to Feng Ziyu's whispers.
It's a pity that the word "go" is full of sadness, and it can only rot in the stomach of the young master, with lingering echoes that last for a long time.
"It seems that sitting in the first row is really risky!"
Qingyun was filled with emotions.
After being "beaten" by Mr. Fei, Qingyun never showed any signs of neglect in the following teaching, except for occasionally learning how Feng Ziyu used the jade light screen to record lectures.
It has to be said that although this dying old man looks like an old scholar, his teaching methods are extremely friendly and he often asks questions in class.
As for the students' answers, he almost never denied them. Most of the time, he kept repeating the old saying:
"Alchemy and spiritual practice lead to the same goal through different paths, so everyone can have different insights."
However, even though it was just an introductory course in alchemy, many of Fei Lao's questions could stump the old students in the back row, let alone Qingyun who had no theoretical foundation.
The old man's class lasted from early morning to late afternoon. Since almost everyone had a cultivation level above the Yuan Hua realm, there was only one break in the middle for the students to digest the content and organize their notes.
With Mr. Fei here, the old students in the back row didn't seem to have done anything excessive to Qingyun when get out of class was over, but no one came up to talk to him, including Yingwu who came in with him.
Qingyun was naturally happy to be at peace, but the effeminate Feng Ziyu kept asking him questions like a fly, which annoyed the young man very much.
"He is not wearing the disciple uniform of Yuquan Cave, but he knows Long Pangui and Chang Xu. He might be a descendant of a large business family."
The stone statue of the young master seemed to ignore Feng Ziyu's harassment and thought silently.
"Qingyun, when Ziyu talks to you, why are you always indifferent?"
Fei Lao suddenly smiled and asked.
"Made, this guy has made me a whole generation shorter for nothing. If I don't scold him, I'm giving him face."
The young man cursed endlessly, but he said respectfully:
"Students are new here and don't dare to speak nonsense."
"Don't be so rigid. Zhijing Cave is still very peaceful to the outside world. It can provide a harmonious paradise for monks who are interested in alchemy."
Holding the old teapot in both hands, Mr. Fei said lightly.
After experiencing criticism from this old guy twice in a row, Qingyun was still a little in awe of him and still did not dare to relax easily.
When the conversation changed, Mr. Fei asked again as if casually:
"I see that you have quite a lot of evil energy, and you must have been fighting for a long time outside. If so, how can you concentrate on making elixirs?"
"Mr. Fei, it's obvious that the little genius is bragging. When school is over, I will go to his dormitory in person to watch the master open the furnace!"
In response to Feng Ziyu's teasing, Fei Lao smiled indifferently and blew the hot tea, as if waiting for Qingyun's answer.
"Senior You Fang taught students a meditation method, which can not only stabilize the Taoist mind, but can also assist when refining elixirs."
The young man answered honestly.
"oh?"
However, the old man simply said "oh" and did not inquire about the details of this meditation method, which made Qingyun sigh in relief.
In the end, after the first day of class, even Qingyun's qualifications felt a little dizzy, and Mr. Fei asked them to borrow rubbings from the classics library on their own, as many as seven or eight.
