If you want to learn, you can’t just watch others do it. This will easily lead to you having high expectations but low skills.

Only when you try it yourself and truly experience it, and preferably get guidance from others, can you be considered to have truly learned it.

Feng Ye wanted to become her disciple but was rejected. He knew that it would be difficult for him to see her a second time after parting with her this time.

In this situation, he can only be thick-skinned and actively ask for the opportunity to be guided!

Fortunately, after he asked nervously, he found that the master did not reject him.

Ning Zhishui nodded, made way and watched him take action.

Feng Ye was a little excited and nervous. Being looked at by Ning Zhishui like this, he felt that his hands and feet were uncoordinated. At first, his hands were shaking when he was holding the herbs.

It was only after he got into the mood that he slowly forgot about being stared at and focused only on the movements in his hands that he became calm and serious.

I don’t know if he has learned the essence or if his previous efforts have finally paid off, but this batch of pills was successful on the first try. Even he was overjoyed and almost cried while holding the pills.

It was this elixir that he had learned from Lao Tu for a long time, but he still couldn't refine it!

He had suffered so many blows that he began to doubt whether he was really a waste.

"Thank you for your guidance, senior." He kowtowed to express his gratitude.

"Do you want to continue learning alchemy?" Ning Zhishui asked him.

Feng Ye was stunned for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up and he nodded vigorously, "Yes, I will continue to learn alchemy and will not give up."

Why did Ning Zhishui ask him this? Did she consider taking him in as her disciple?

"Since you want to study, and there's nothing here worth staying for, are you willing to live somewhere else?" Ning Zhishui looked at him. "Luo Yucheng, what do you think?"

After a while, Ning Zhishui left the alchemy room, and Feng Ye, who watched her leave, went to see the old butcher with a determined look on his face.

"You bastard, how dare you come here!" The old butcher had been holding back his anger for a long time and was about to vent it when he saw him coming.

"Since you've never considered me your disciple, and we don't really have a master-disciple relationship, then from now on we have no relationship." Feng Ye looked at him with a firm gaze. "I've been grateful for your 'teachings' over the past two years, but I've also helped you with a lot of chores. I'll just consider this as repaying your kindness. From now on, we'll have nothing to do with each other."

After saying this, Feng Ye turned around and left without caring about the old butcher's expression.

He was alone, homeless and uncaring.

The monk didn't even need to pack his luggage. He walked alone and cleanly, and soon left the Alchemy Hall and disappeared from the old butcher's sight.

The old butcher was completely dumbfounded. He looked at Feng Ye's back in disbelief.

How dare he leave like this!

Didn't he want to learn alchemy? He had already been studying here for two years. How could he dare to leave before he had learned the real skills? How could he be willing to leave?

Could it be that just because of a few words from that yellow-haired girl, he changed his mind and felt that he was unreliable?

"Haha, look at the old butcher's face..."

"He's probably pissed off."

"Serves him right! No wonder Xiao Feng ran away after he bullied her like that."

"It's really satisfying."

…

Ning Zhishui sent a sound transmission note to her aunt, making an appointment to meet tomorrow afternoon, and then she went to the training hall again.

The training hall here is not popular. Perhaps many of the people here are disciples of the Hexian Sect. They can practice directly in the sect and there is no need to spend this money.

After entering the practice room, Ning Zhishui took out the exercises written by his aunt, read them word by word, memorized them silently, and then tried to understand them repeatedly.

She recalled the different feelings she had when assisting in cultivation in the illusion in her two lives. After much thought, she felt that it might not be because of her aunt, but because of her own body.

The reason was unclear, and perhaps there was no logic to it, but she just wanted to try and see if she could master this kind of cultivation-aiding technique.

Once it is refined, one's cultivation can be further improved.

If his cultivation level increases faster, Ning Zhishui will have more time to do what he wants.

The training lasted all night. The next day, Ren Fei came to find her. Ning Zhishui handed the pill to her and discussed the exercises with her.

Then, Ning Zhishui began to enter a state of meditation and practice his skills in front of Ren Fei.

But this time it failed. Ning Zhishui quickly opened his eyes with a helpless look on his face.

"Wait... try it again. No matter whether it succeeds or not, don't open your eyes this time." Ren Fei frowned and said.

Ning Zhishui didn't understand why, but he did it anyway.

This time he still failed, but Ning Zhishui remembered Ren Fei's words and did not open his eyes. He just stretched out a finger and shook it, indicating that he had failed again.

Then I plunged into tireless attempts again.

She had her eyes closed and didn't know that Ren Fei was looking shocked at the moment.

"Okay." Ren Fei said.

Ning Zhishui opened his eyes, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my technique?"

"No...you really didn't succeed just now?" Ren Fei shook his head first and then asked.

"No, I haven't found the key yet." Ning Zhishui said honestly, "But I have memorized the technique. Maybe I can get a clue after trying a few more times."

Even if she fails, it doesn't matter. She has nothing to lose and can give up at any time.

"But your state just now..." Ren Fei hesitated, "It really seemed like you had succeeded in your cultivation."

"Ah?" Ning Zhishui was puzzled.

"Really? I've seen the new disciples in the sect practicing. Those who haven't even started practicing are not in your state. Instead, you look like those new disciples. So I wonder if you've already succeeded in your practice."

Ning Zhishui was thoughtful after hearing this.

When meeting Ren Fei this time, Ning Zhishui asked all the doubts he had during cultivation clearly at once. After that, he had no more questions. All he had to do was rely on time and try again and again to find his own state.

Since everything is fine with my aunt and she has prepared the pills herself, there is no need for Ning Zhishui to stay any longer.

"Then I'll go see my parents. If everything's fine there, I'll go see my second brother. If you have any questions, please contact us immediately and don't hide anything." Ning Zhishui and his aunt walked out of the training hall, saying as they walked, "By the way, has that Lin guy stopped harassing you these days?"

"Of course not?" My aunt sneered, a sneer in her eyes. "He came to see me once. He probably heard that my status was 'special' now, so he regretted it."

"You must have ignored him." Ning Zhishui laughed.

My aunt is actually a decisive person. When she likes someone, she can't let go, and once she lets go, there's no getting back.

Lin Huaiyuan no longer has any feelings for her anymore, and no matter how he comes to look for her and begs her, it will not be possible to win her back.

"Of course, I asked Lu Rushan to drive him away."

Ren Fei smiled slyly.