1789. Chapter one thousand seven hundred eighty-ninth reprimand!
The sudden "all the attention" made Qin Yu stunned for a moment.
Then, he turned his head and glanced at the monk in yellow clothes standing on the right. The monk was staring at Qin Yu coldly with a straight face, with a murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
"What's the fuss about?" Jin Lin on the Taoist platform frowned and said coldly.
"Master, when I was inspecting, I found that there were many differences between what the servant remembered and what the master said. The master's knowledge of grass and wood is unparalleled among the five generations of disciples. However, the humble servant dared to modify the master's words without authorization. I think he has other intentions.
The intention is to undermine the master's authority." The monk in yellow quickly clasped his hands and said respectfully.
Every time the Five Generations disciples preached, the accompanying servants would check the servants taking notes outside the square to see if they were taking notes carefully.
This monk in yellow is Jin Lin's servant, and he was checking them one by one.
But he didn't expect that when he saw that what Qin Yu remembered was quite different from what Jin Lin had written, he scolded him.
After hearing this, many disciples in the square looked at Qin Yu to see if they recognized whose servant he was.
Jin Lin on the platform glanced at Qin Yu, raised his right hand, and the bamboo slips in Qin Yu's hand flew towards him.
Glancing at the bamboo slips, Jin Lin said coldly: "Take him down and find out whose servant he is."
"Yes!" The monk in yellow laughed ferociously and grabbed Qin Yu's shoulder directly.
Qin Yu sighed in his heart and said, "Wait a minute."
Immediately, Qin Yu raised his head and looked at the cold-faced Jin Lin on the Taoist platform and said, "What I recorded is not wrong."
This Jin Lin's knowledge of plants and trees is indeed not low, but that does not mean that everything he said is correct. There are several differences from those in the Herbs and Trees Sutra, such as this eight-petal fairy orchid.
Qin Yu, who was pretending, simply wrote down what Jin Lin said wrongly, but he didn't want the servant to see it.
Originally, Qin Yu still didn't want to endure it, but Jin Lin's words and the ferocious smile of the monk in yellow made Qin Yu know that the consequences of being taken down would be even more uncontrollable.
It wasn't that Qin Yu was afraid of the monk in yellow, but that Qin Yu was worried that he wouldn't be able to hold back and would kill him. At that time, he and Jin Lin were completely at odds with each other.
Instead of doing that, it's better to argue with Jin Lin.
Many disciples in the square had stiff expressions on their faces. They didn't expect this humble servant to be so bold. Master Jin Lin even said it was eight petals, so how could he be wrong?
"Come here, drag this bastard down." A disciple with extraordinary status shouted directly.
"If you remember it wrong, just admit it, but you still dare to quibble? You don't know whether to live or die!"
"What you recorded is correct. Could it be that Master Jin Lin is wrong? I really don't know how high the sky is!"
"That's right? Haha, the eight-petal fairy orchid has six petals? If it has six petals, would it be called the eight-petal fairy orchid?"
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Before Jin Lin could answer, many monks started yelling curses, while the yellow-clothed servant next to Qin Yu looked livid, with a sinister smile on his lips. He grabbed Qin Yu's shoulders and tried to drag Qin Yu away.
Qin Yu was as immovable as a mountain. No matter how hard this slave tried, he could not move Qin Yu at all.
Without even looking at the servant, Qin Yu said loudly: "Although it is called an eight-petal fairy orchid, it does not mean that it has eight petals. According to the records of the Herbs and Trees Book, the eight-petal fairy orchid has the attribute of wood and is a middle-grade fairy-level herb.
It grows in a place shrouded in clouds and mist, where the power of the Holy Spirit is abundant. Because it absorbs the essence of heaven and earth, the fairy orchid will bloom with eight-petal leaves when it grows."
"You said yourself that it would open eight petals, are you playing with us?" The monk in yellow smiled ferociously, and the power in his body surged, trying to shake Qin Yu.
But it frightened him, no matter what he did, he still couldn't shake Qin Yu in the slightest.
"Although the eight-petal fairy orchid has eight petals during its growth period, after it matures, the top two petals of the eight-petal fairy orchid will fall off, so the eight-petal fairy orchid only has six petals." Qin Yu said neither arrogant nor humble.
He clearly memorized the complete Sutra of Grass and Trees (1), so he had these at his fingertips.
The square was completely silent. It was the first time for many disciples to hear about the eight-petal fairy orchid.
Therefore, many of them didn't know the specific situation, but Qin Yu quoted the Cao Mu Sutra and spoke clearly and clearly, which made these disciples undecided, and they all looked up at Jin Lin.
"A little humble servant dares to insist on my master, you deserve to die." The servant in yellow, who had not shaken Qin Yu for a long time, directly encouraged the immortal essence to rush into Qin Yu's body, trying to kill Qin Yu.
But after his immortal essence entered Qin Yu's body, it was like a mud cow entering the sea.
Jin Lin, who was on the platform, narrowed his eyes slightly after hearing Qin Yu's words, his face still indifferent and cold.
Regarding the matter of the eight-petal fairy orchid, what Qin Yu said was true and he knew it, but he came to preach this time just to deal with it.
In addition, although the eight-petal fairy orchid is a middle-grade fairy-level herb that few people can obtain, he didn't want to explain it so clearly, so he simply said eight-petal fairy orchid, but he didn't expect this humble servant to know about the eight-petal fairy orchid.
Even so, Jin Lin didn't want to defend or explain.
In other words, his five generations of distinguished disciples are going to argue with a lowly servant about right and wrong?
"Have I finished explaining the eight-petal fairy orchid before? If you interrupt my preaching and violate the sect's rules, go to the law enforcement hall to receive the punishment yourself!" Jin Lin withdrew his gaze and said coldly.
"That's right, my master has just finished explaining it? Or do you think your knowledge of vegetation is higher than my master's?" the yellow-clothed slave said sternly.
"If we haven't finished talking about the eight-petal fairy orchid, then what about the Yin Ningcao before?" Qin Yu said.
The disciples in the square all stared at Qin Yu with their eyes wide open and were speechless.
"You are so brave. Do you really think that your knowledge of the Herbal Classics is higher than that of Master Jin Lin?"
"Where did this mean servant come from?"
"Where are the people from the Law Enforcement Hall?"
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Many disciples were angry. Regardless of whether what Jin Lin said was right or wrong, a lowly servant dared to provoke the leader of five generations of disciples, making many disciples angry.
"Although you are right, the collection method you mentioned is completely wrong. Although ordinary jade boxes maintain vitality, Yin Ning grass grows in extremely cloudy places. If you use ordinary jade boxes to collect it, it will only completely destroy the Yin Ning grass.
Grass, and the real way to collect Yin Ning grass is to collect it in a box made of a specific Yin stone. Other than that, any utensils will not work!"
Most of the shouts in the square suddenly disappeared, and some disciples frowned and began to think deeply.
"How can you prove that what you say is right?" Someone who admired Jin Lin shouted loudly.
"There is no need to prove whether you are right or wrong. He knows better than you. Alchemy pays attention to detail and rigor. Otherwise, precious medicinal herbs will be destroyed at best, and your life will be lost at worst. As a leader of five generations, you are preaching here, but in
If you are perfunctory, do you know how many alchemy masters will be born among them? And how many people will they teach in the future? If this continues, how many people will be harmed by your perfunctory today?"
At the end of his speech, Qin Yu's voice was extremely loud, with a hint of scolding.
Jin Lin's face on the Taoist platform turned stiff before he knew it!!
As a leader of the fifth generation, he was scolded by a humble servant?
