He snorted sourly, "If you said you wanted to be my teacher, why are you so late?"
Ruoruo rattled off a whole story about Ming Mengyao, revealing everything.
"Hmph, at such a young age, instead of focusing on proper cultivation, your mind is full of romantic fantasies. Don't get involved in these things, or you'll be corrupted by them," Aoki said unhappily.
Ruoruo nodded obediently, "I know, I won't learn it. I'll return the things to her tomorrow."
To prevent Aoki from continuing to lecture her, Ruoruo took out a scroll of "The Hundred Herbs Manual" and asked, "Ruoruo doesn't recognize the words or the herbs listed here. Can Master teach Ruoruo?"
"What's so difficult about this? Give it to me, and I'll teach you." Aoki immediately adopted the mode of a strict teacher.
Ruoruo happily flicked her tail, hee hee, successfully getting away with being cute, and Master won't be angry anymore.
Aoki directly used his magic to condense the spiritual herbs from the "Hundred Herbs Compendium," with words describing the herbs floating around him.
"This is called Snake-Head Grass, a first-grade spiritual medicine..." Aoki pointed to the words and read them aloud one by one, occasionally adding his own understanding of the medicine.
If Ruoruo listens attentively, she learns about the medicinal properties and recognizes the elixir while recognizing each character as Qingmu points to it.
Mo Jinyan was stunned. Wait, is something wrong?
Who teaches characters like this? Shouldn't we first teach each character's structure stroke by stroke?
This teaching method, besides his ability to remember everything he sees and his ability to integrate all information at the same time, is something no other child could possibly learn, right?
After introducing one of them, Aoki immediately turned to the next page.
Mo Jinyan couldn't help but cover his eyes with the tips of his wings.
You've gone beyond the curriculum! This one page is equivalent to two days' worth of lessons for a children's class!
You finished speaking in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, and you even dared to turn to the next page. How could Ruoruo possibly understand or learn from that?
He didn't even let Ruoruo rest every two incense sticks like he did in the children's class! Instead, he lectured for several hours at a time, just like in the Xuanzi Jia class.
Mo Jinyan remembered a serious problem: it seemed that the God of Green Wood had never taught the cubs!
He has absolutely no idea how to teach cubs!
But facing the stern old man who might throw him into the spirit herb garden to catch insects, Mo Jinyan didn't dare to say a word and could only silently apologize to Ruoruo in his heart.
I, your third brother, will definitely help you catch up on your studies! Just bear with it if you don't understand now.
Two hours passed in the blink of an eye, and Aoki finished speaking ten pages without stopping.
That is, the teaching load of a children's class for twenty days.
If it weren't for Ruoruo's stomach rumbling, he might have continued.
Ruoruo touched her stomach shyly: "Ruoruo is hungry."
“Your cultivation level is too low; you can’t abstain from grains yet.” Qingmu shook his head helplessly, took out dozens of bottles of fasting pills from his spatial storage, filled a box, and threw it to Ruoruo. “Take these and eat them.”
Mo Jinyan stared in shock at the crystal-clear, spiritually rich Bigu Pill.
He usually takes high-quality fasting pills, which, although their color has deviated from the black of mid-grade pills, are by no means as exquisite and translucent as these.
This quality of fasting pills is so rare that many alchemy masters can only produce one pill per batch, and one pill can sell for thousands of spirit stones!
Aoki actually bought a whole box of them...
One box can hold thirty-six bottles, and each bottle can hold ten pills, so there are a total of three hundred and sixty pills here... which is three hundred and sixty thousand spirit stones!
He's only saved up a little over three million in pocket money over all these years. Alchemists are definitely the richest!
However, Ruoruo was somewhat resistant to the Bigu Pill: "Ruoruo doesn't like Bigu Pills. Luo Jin brought Ruoruo lots of delicious food, but she won't eat Bigu Pills."
She took out a table and some food from her pendant space: "This is Ruoruo's favorite roasted crane, and also some newly made peach blossom cake. Please have some with Master."
Aoki originally wanted to scold Ruoruo, saying that a single fasting pill could keep her going for three to five days, so why was she wasting time indulging in such gluttonous desires?
But when he saw Xiao Ruoruo take a bite of the pastry, her cheeks puffed out, and her eyes crinkling with a satisfied smile, the scolding that was on the tip of his tongue wouldn't come out.
Then Ruoruo looked at him expectantly and said, "Master, it's really delicious, please try some."
Aoki: ...Never mind, after all, the little disciple is still a cub, don't be too harsh.
He ate the food Ruoruo gave him, and when Ruoruo wanted to feed him again, he asked with a serious face, "You've studied all morning, so let me test you to see how much effort you actually put into the lesson."
The chubby little bird, who was sucking on the milk-flavored fruit, coughed, and DouDou's eyes were full of fear.
"Chirp chirp chirp?" You've been taking classes for half a month since early this morning, and now you're about to take a quiz. He doesn't even have a chance to tutor Ruoruo.
Ruoruo quickly put the bowls, plates, and table back into the storage space and obediently knelt on the futon.
"What are the grades, medicinal properties, and suitable prescriptions for snake-eating grass?" Aoki asked, holding a ruler.
The little chubby bird was even more terrified: "God! Ruoruo is still young, please put down the ruler first."
“In the pursuit of spiritual cultivation, one is no longer young or old; it all depends on one’s talent, comprehension, and perseverance. If you don’t pay attention in class, you’ll get a slap on the palm to teach you a lesson.” Aoki glared at him. “You are not my disciple. I’m only listening in because I’m a disciple. If you say anything more, you can go outside and wait.”
The bird had to bow its head under the eaves, and Mo Jinyan closed his eyes with a look of reluctance.
Ruoruo, your third brother has done his best. Go on, your third brother will remember to apply the medicine for you.
"Snake-biting grass is a first-grade spiritual herb, cold in nature, belonging to the water element, and has a calming effect. After mutation, it becomes a second-grade frost flower, which can deal with..."
To Mo Jinyan's surprise, Ruoruo's answer was fluent and detailed, without the slightest hesitation.
She remembered it perfectly after only hearing it once, and was able to fully understand it.
Mo Jinyan was somewhat dazed. So, not only was his sister's talent for cultivation higher than his, but her comprehension was also stronger than his.
Hearing Ruoruo's soft, sweet voice, Little Chubby felt a sudden surge of urgency. Damn it, he couldn't lose to his little sister!
Ruoruo answered very fluently, and Qingmu nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad, you've put in a lot of effort. I'll give you a bag of seeds. Go back and find a spiritual field to plant them yourself and observe their growth."
Ruoruo smiled broadly, her eyes crinkling with joy after receiving the reward: "Thank you, Master!"
With Ruoruo's afternoon practical class approaching, Aoki waved his sleeve and said, "Let's go, come earlier tomorrow morning."
Ruoruo picked up the little chubby bird and said in a sweet voice, "Goodbye, Master. Ruoruo will definitely grow spiritual herbs well and grow the best herbs for Master to refine pills."
Aoki's eyes softened involuntarily: "Hmph, what kind of spiritual herbs don't I have here? Why would I care about your little bit of first-grade spiritual herbs? It would be good enough if you could grow the herbs you use to refine your own pills."
Ruoruo returned to the children's class with a lot of knowledge and experience.
"Mo Jinyan! You and Ruoruo ran away without me!" As soon as Ruoruo stepped into the classroom, the little white tiger pounced on her and the chubby Mo Jinyan and pinned them under its belly.
He stepped on the chubby little bird with one paw, rubbed his fluffy head against Ruoruo's face, and complained, "You only left me, the prince, as a tiger!"
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