After shaking off the eight Nascent Soul cultivators, Qi Zhiheng and Yang Yitian returned to their sect.
At this time, his family had been away for several days, and Qi Zhiheng went to check on the progress of the disciples of Danfeng the next day.
Rong Gu has been a bit nervous these past few days, but fortunately, not many people have come to cause trouble while Qi Zhiheng is away. These disciples have only recently joined Qi Zhiheng's sect, and they know that if they cause trouble now, they will likely not be favored by Qi Zhiheng in the future, and in serious cases, they might even be expelled from the sect. Therefore, they are all very sensible, and even if there are some minor conflicts, they try their best to minimize the trouble.
When Rong Gu saw Qi Zhiheng return, the anxiety he had been carrying for days finally subsided.
Qi Zhiheng saw Rong Gu who came to greet him and said with a faint smile, "Rong Gu, have you encountered any problems that you haven't been able to solve these past few days?"
Rong Gu cupped his hands and said, "Reporting to Master, nothing major has happened in the past few days."
Qi Zhiheng nodded in satisfaction and entered the alchemy room.
The alchemy room was very large, and more than a hundred people gathered inside it to facilitate Qi Zhiheng's initial teaching.
After Qi Zhiheng went inside, the whispers that had been going on immediately stopped.
Qi Zhiheng stood in front and said, "I heard from your senior brother that you have all performed well recently. So, in a little while, you will each refine a batch of medicine and see how it goes. Those who know how to refine pills will learn how, and those who don't will refine medicinal powder. Understand?"
Rong Gu hesitated for a moment before saying, "Master..."
Qi Zhiheng looked at Rong Gu and asked, "Hmm? Is there anything else?"
Rong Gu knelt down and said, "Master, I am ashamed of your teachings. There are still five junior brothers who have not yet mastered the alchemy technique. It is my incompetence. Please punish me, Master."
When Qi Zhiheng realized that some people still didn't know how to refine medicinal powder, he did subconsciously frown, but he quickly realized that his current behavior was not quite right and immediately said, "There are still people who haven't learned how to refine medicinal powder? Then it seems that you won't get your reward. Get up, I didn't say I was going to blame you."
Rong Gu glanced at Qi Zhiheng, and seeing that he really didn't intend to blame him, he breathed a sigh of relief and stood up.
Qi Zhiheng looked down at the audience and said to them, "Who hasn't learned how to refine medicinal powder yet? Step forward and let me see."
At this moment, five children stepped forward timidly. These children were quite young, around eight to eleven years old.
"This disciple is useless, please punish me, Master!" A somewhat clever disciple immediately knelt down. Seeing this, the other four also quickly knelt down and said, "Please punish me, Master!"
Seeing that the children were so young, Qi Zhiheng naturally couldn't punish them: "Get up, all of you. I didn't mean to punish you."
The group of people who had gone to sea looked at each other, and then stood up somewhat timidly.
Qi Zhiheng said, "Come forward."
The clever child from before went over first.
Qi Zhiheng said, "Relax. I hadn't even started learning alchemy when I was your age, so don't worry."
Sure enough, the children seemed to be calmed down and relaxed a bit.
Qi Zhiheng said, "Although I did say when you joined my sect that I might expel some of you."
Upon hearing his words, everyone tensed up immediately, not just the five children, but also the other disciples.
"However, I will not expel people from the sect arbitrarily. As long as you are of good character and focus on alchemy instead of thinking about how to use scheming tricks, I will not have the idea of expelling you from the sect," Qi Zhiheng comforted him again.
The disciples below listened quietly to the lecture.
After observing their reactions, Qi Zhiheng continued, "There are a few points I want to make here. There are quite a few of you, but you are all my disciples. I don't expect you to have great relationships in private, but I need you to do one thing: absolutely no betrayal among fellow disciples! If you ever reach a point of life-or-death conflict in private, then come and tell me, and I'll let you have a fair and square competition! But you absolutely cannot be careless in alchemy, and you absolutely cannot use alchemy to sow discord or use my position to do so. I allow you to spar with each other and even make friends in private, but I do not allow you to form cliques or use this place as a battlefield for your conspiracies, understand?"
Disciples: "We understand!"
Qi Zhiheng nodded: "Alright, then from now on, apart from these five who don't know how to refine medicine, those of you who should refine pills should refine pills, and those of you who should refine medicinal powder should refine medicinal powder."
"Yes, Master!"
Qi Zhiheng led the five people who didn't know how to make medicine away, leaving the rest to continue making medicine.
Five alchemy furnaces were prepared in front of the five people. Qi Zhiheng said, "You can refine them in front of me, and I will see where your problems lie."
The five disciples were all delighted. They had thought they were among the last few who couldn't refine medicine powder and would definitely be expelled from the sect or punished. They didn't expect to be punished and even receive personal instruction from their master.
Qi Zhiheng didn't want to give them the illusion that as long as they were the worst, they would be personally taught by a master. It would be terrible if these children deliberately didn't study hard. So before they started practicing, he gave them a warning: "This time you couldn't complete the task because you haven't mastered the basics yet, so I will personally teach you. But after you master the basics, it will depend on your alchemy skills. I won't indulge you all the time, understand?"
"Understood, Master!" the children said in unison.
Qi Zhiheng felt a little embarrassed, as he seemed to be bullying a child. He coughed and said, "Alright, you can start refining now. I will observe your refining process the whole time and remind you if you make any mistakes."
Because of their young age, the children are actually quite unaware of many things; the youngest one had only recently been introduced into the body.
Even the outer disciples of the Slaughtering God Sect possess greater comprehension than disciples from any other sect. Qi Zhiheng instructed them for a while, correcting their mistakes promptly. After an hour, these children finally grasped the basics of alchemy.
Qi Zhiheng was fairly satisfied with their progress, so he said, "Alright, now that you've all learned how to refine medicinal powder, you can refine it with the other disciples tomorrow."
Qi Zhiheng took the five children out.
By this time, most of the disciples who were refining pills and powders had finished their work. Those who hadn't succeeded were basically starting over after failing. Qi Zhiheng waited another hour before these disciples finally completed their tasks.
Qi Zhiheng examined each disciple, selected the top three, and awarded them prizes. He then called out the novices who had previously learned to refine medicinal powders, and awarded each of them a pill. Rong Gu and the five disciples who hadn't learned to refine pills before his return received no reward.
It would be a lie to say that Rong Gu wasn't disappointed, but fortunately, he still achieved good results in alchemy this time and managed to obtain some pills.
Since becoming Qi Zhiheng's disciple, he has accumulated a lot more pills.
Although the award was presented, Qi Zhiheng still called Rong Gu over afterwards.
Qi Zhiheng said, "Ronggu, you've been managing miscellaneous affairs these past few days, and I'm afraid your mind has been distracted from alchemy."
Rong Gu's heart skipped a beat: "Master, I..."
Qi Zhiheng said, "Now that I'm back, you can relax a bit. Although your alchemy quality is still ranked first, your progress is still too small. So much time has passed, and you haven't refined a single high-grade pill. If this continues, your junior brothers and sisters will catch up with you."
"Disciple knows his mistake and begs Master for punishment." Rong Gu lowered his head. These days, he couldn't help but wonder what Master's intention was in making him the eldest disciple. The more he thought about it, the more confused he became.
Qi Zhiheng had no intention of blaming him further; he simply told him to focus on refining the pills before returning home.
Back at Panyun Peak, we saw several children playing.
Qi Zhiheng approached and discovered that several pages of the pharmacopoeia that Da Bao had taken earlier had been torn out. The culprit was none other than his eldest son, Da Bao.
Qi Zhiheng asked, puzzled by his behavior, "Dabao, don't you like this book? Why did you tear it up like that?" This habit of destroying things is not good.
Da Bao looked at the pharmacopoeia with several pages torn off on the ground, then at his little pocket, blinked his innocent little eyes, and tried to stuff the pharmacopoeia into his pocket, but naturally couldn't: "It won't fit..."
"It's so big, it definitely won't fit." Qi Zhiheng really didn't know what a child was thinking.
Da Bao took out a few more pages from his pocket, waved them in front of Qi Zhiheng, and then stuffed them back into his pocket.
Yang Yitian, who was standing to the side, finally understood: "I think I know what's going on!" He was somewhat amused and exasperated.
"Huh?" Qi Zhiheng really couldn't believe it. How could his clothes understand something that he himself couldn't? He didn't quite believe that Yang Yitian could have such a clever mind.
Yang Yitian rolled his eyes at Qi Zhiheng's suspicious look: "What do you mean by looking at me like that? Do you think I can't understand? You should know that I've spent much more time taking care of children than you have."
"Alright, alright, I know I'm in the wrong!" Qi Zhiheng had to admit that Yang Yitian spent more time with the children. He often went to Danfeng and neglected his son and daughter-in-law.
Yang Yitian explained the matter: "Last time, Erbao saw the talismans and wanted to put them in his pocket, but there's no way to fit a whole stack of talismans in there. I just said that if you can't fit a whole stack, you can put a few in. I don't know if your eldest son understood this principle, but since he couldn't take out a few from the pharmacopoeia, he tore them up by hand."
Qi Zhiheng was speechless. So this was the story behind it?
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