Just as Qingyun was a little distracted and thinking about the beauty hidden in the dormitory, Fei Lao's loud voice suddenly came to an abrupt end.

He still squinted his eyes half-deadly, then fixed his eyes on Qingyun's face, and then asked calmly:

"What's your name, this freshman?"

The young master was shocked by the sound, hurriedly got up and clasped his fists, and said tremblingly:

"Return to Fei Lao, the student is Qingyun."

"Well, where did I just talk about?"

"You just talked about the fact that the alchemy has been concentrated into an academic subject, about 100,000 years ago."

Fortunately, Qingyun was smart and even though he was distracted, he didn't go in and out of the left ear.

"Yeah, not bad."

Hearing this, Old Fei nodded expressionlessly, but did not let Qingyun sit down, but picked up the teapot and moistened his throat, which made the heart that had just been relieved be lifted up again.

Feng Ziyu glanced at him helplessly, and a feminine ridicule that looked like his daughter's house.

"Smile, you sissy."

If he could speak, Qingyun would have been scolded long ago.

"Then tell me, what are the more famous sects or schools in the Danding Road at present?"

"I have two sects and seven sects in total. The two sects are Zhijing Cave Heaven and Jingci Heaven. You have not described the seven sects in detail. The students have just entered the school and have not had time to read the lecture notes in detail, so I don't know."

He still nodded expressionlessly. Although the young master had never dared to face the master, his keen five senses told him that Mr. Fei had probably discovered his distraction.

"Okay, then let's talk about it, what is the most important thing in alchemy?"

"The first priority is to meditation."

Qingyun replied without hesitation, but this question was not what Mr. Fei said before, but this attracted Feng Ziyu's surprise gaze, and the sneer in the back row that was exactly the same as before.

"Pan Long, tell me."

Obviously, Pan Long, who was named by Mr. Fei, was the one who mocked Qingyun.

However, there was no fluctuation in the old man's tone. Qingyun could not tell whether he was right or wrong in answering, and Pan Long obviously did not expect that Old Fei would call him to answer such a simple question.

He was stunned for a moment, then he stood up neatly, clasped his fists and saluted loudly:

"Students think that the most important thing in refining alchemy is to integrate action and knowledge. You must taste hundreds of herbs, understand the nature of the medicine, and understand the body, so that you can refine a furnace of elixirs that are most in line with your heart. This is the ultimate saying of the Palace of Xingzhi."

I don’t know whether these words are correct or not. Mr. Fei hasn’t mentioned these things before, but Pan Long’s momentum and insights can tell at first that he is not a flowery paper tiger, and most of them have some stuff in his stomach.

Hearing this, the young-faced Feng Ziyu nodded seriously, and the eyes of Qingyun were slightly disappointed.

"Well, Pan Long said it well, let's sit down."

As soon as Mr. Fei said this, the young master suddenly turned red, and Pan Long's ridicule became even more presumptuous.

"Qingyun is right?"

"Students are here."

"Why do you think that meditation is the most important thing?"

Unlike the previous loudness, Fei Lao's voice seemed much calmer at this time.

"Because you must be calm first no matter what you do."

My master thought about it and had to say so.

This is mainly because Qingyun Yeluzi came from, so he had to teach a essay called Happy Kung Fu. In addition, Mr. Yan mentioned the first thing to do is to meditate. If you make him feel as timid as Pan Long, you can't hold it out.

Qingyun's simple answer was a silence at first, but after a moment, he actually laughed softly, which made Qingyun's heart sink again.

"It's not bad, just sit down."

Huh ~

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. My butt was not on the ground yet. Unexpectedly, Mr. Fei suddenly said:

"etc."

"Uncle, can you finish your words in one go?"

Qingyun's heart was filled with ox.

"Young man, where is your alchemy master?"

This question made Qingyun unable to help but raise his head and looked at the old man not far from him on the podium in confusion.

He found that Mr. Fei was smiling kindly at this time, which reminded him of the first noble man he met when he first entered the practice.

The one-handed medicine king, the words are explained.

"I have to go back to the old lady. The students' children of aristocratic families do not know how to refine alchemy. I happened to meet a traveling senior in my early years and were given the attention of him and gave students the experience of getting started with alchemy. Therefore, I have been thinking about it until now. At best, I can only be considered self-study and can't be promoted."

Qingyun replied half-truely, after all, a big tree attracts wind, and he doesn't want to say that he was personally circulated by Mr. Yan as soon as he came.

"Self-study?"

As Mr. Fei murmured, he puffed, but this time the person who laughed at him was not Pan Long, but Feng Ziyu beside him.

“That’s right.”

The young master said with a tough bullet.

"Little genius, I have been practicing alchemy for thousands of years. I can count the alchemist who can open the furnace without the master's step-by-step guidance."

"Well…"

Qingyun's face suddenly froze. He didn't know if he was a real genius, but in Old Fei's eyes, he probably wouldn't be able to wash away the three words "little genius".

"Haha, you don't want to say that I don't force me. You know how to keep quiet. Everyone has their own strengths. The truth in this is true and each has their own understanding. But my teacher, like you, values ​​meditation more."

As he said that, Mr. Fei tasted a mouthful of high-quality spiritual tea with a misty spirit, then adjusted his two white eyebrows and said with a smile:

"Okay, Qingyun, please sit down. The students in my class may not come, but they need to listen carefully when they come."

"Qingyun knows his mistake."

After saying this, the young master suddenly felt cold sweat behind him. The alchemist's spiritual sense was indeed not ordinary. Even if he did not use his spiritual sense, Mr. Fei still easily noticed his distraction.

Of course, this may also be related to his teaching and teaching all year round.

"No matter which cave you come from, what kind of cultivation and skills you have, I will treat you equally. Since that is the case, you also need to treat my efforts well. This has nothing to do with the strength of the Fengyu Realm, but I know Jingdongtian's respect for knowledge and preaching."

"Abide by Mr. Fei's teachings!"

Everyone agreed in unison again, especially Qingyun. This was the first time he had a strong and inexplicable admiration for the Zhijing Cave Heaven Sect.

But the young master was still a little angry. After all, although he did not dare to really call himself a genius, he was personally taught by Mr. Yan and possessed the magic sound furnace. With his keen five senses that are far beyond ordinary people, isn’t it normal to be able to practice a furnace of elixirs?

As soon as Fei finished speaking, Feng Ziyu was so desperate that he pushed him with his arm and whispered:

"Little genius, after class, teacher, I will come to you to ask you about the method of alchemy?"

The words were full of teasing, and Qingyun was so angry that he heard that he was still angry. He could only smile and look at Mr. Fei who continued to teach, but he never cared about what he said to Feng Ziyu.

The poor word "get out" full of sadness can only rot in my young master's belly, with the lingering sound lingering and lasting for a long time.

"It seems that sitting in the first row is really risky!"

Qingyun was filled with emotion.

After being slightly "beated" by Mr. Fei, in the following teaching, except for occasionally learning how Feng Ziyu used the jade plaque light curtain to record the lecture content, Qingyun no longer had any negligence.

I have to say that although this old man who is about to be silly looks like an old peddler, his teaching methods are extremely friendly, and there are many questions in the classroom.

He had almost no denial on the students' answers, and most of the time, he kept repeating the old saying:

"Alchemy and practice are different paths, so everyone can have different insights."

However, although it is just an introductory course for Dandao, many of Mr. Fei’s problems can stump the old students in the back row, let alone Qingyun, who has no theoretical foundation.

The old man’s class was from the early morning to the sun. Since almost everyone was in the Yuanhua Realm, they only took a break once in the middle to allow students to digest the content and organize their notes.

With Fei Laozai, the old students in the back row did not seem to have done anything excessive to Qingyun when the get out of class was over, but no one came up to pay attention to him, including Yingwu who came in with him.

Qingyun was naturally happy to be quiet, but the sissy Feng Ziyu kept asking him something like a fly, which made me very upset.

"He didn't wear the disciple's uniform of Yuquan Cave, but he knew Long Pangui and Chang Xu. Maybe he would be the children of a large commercial family."

The little master seemed to ignore Feng Ziyu's disturbance and thought silently.

"Qingyun, Ziyu talks to you, why are you still indifferent?"

Old Fei suddenly asked with a smile.

"Mad, this guy makes me shorter for a lifetime. If you don't scold him, you'll give him face."

The young master complained deeply, but said respectfully:

"Students are new to the school and dare not speak nonsense."

"No need to be so rigid. Zhijing Cave Heaven is still very peaceful to the outside world. It can provide a harmonious paradise for monks who are determined to refine alchemy."

Holding the old teapot in both hands, Fei Lao said lightly.

After experiencing the criticism of this old guy twice in a row, Qingyun still felt a little awe of him and still did not dare to relax easily.

After a change of topic, Fei Lao asked inadvertently:

"I think you have a strong evil spirit on your body. I believe you have been fighting outside for a long time. Since that's the case, how can you calmly refine the alchemy?"

"Old Fei, the little genius is clearly bragging. After school, I will go to his dormitory to watch the master turn on the furnace!"

Regarding Feng Ziyu's joke, Old Fei smiled dismissively, and blew the hot tea, as if waiting for Qingyun's answer.

"The seniors of Youfang taught a method of meditation for students, which not only calms the mind of Taoism, but also helps them when refining alchemy."

The young master answered honestly.

"oh?"

However, the old man simply said, but did not ask about the details of the method of meditation, which also made Qingyun breathe a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!