Qi Zhiheng also looked down on these first-grade pills, so he used bait, saying, "You all saw the steps just now, right? Now, take a rest and recover your strength and soul power before refining again. Before tomorrow, I will give these ten pills to the three people who get the best results. Six for first place, three for second place, and one for third place. Look carefully, these are top-grade pills."
Qi Zhiheng used his soul power to envelop a pill, presented it to everyone, circled it once, and then placed it into three jade bottles.
"I will try my best, Master!" The youngest disciple was extremely excited. He had never even come into contact with top-grade pills before!
Qi Zhiheng nodded and said, "I will come to see you again tomorrow."
Meanwhile, the disciples who had passed through Danfeng Mountain already knew that Qi Zhiheng of Panyun Peak was recruiting disciples on their territory and passing on his knowledge of alchemy.
Opinions on this matter are mixed. Some people think that Qi Zhiheng is only a level three alchemist and is still too inexperienced to teach and impart knowledge, let alone have more than a hundred disciples!
Even among the Golden Core disciples of Danfeng, each one can only take on twenty or thirty disciples. Qi Zhiheng is not even a disciple of Danfeng, yet he still sends his disciples to Danfeng to steal their resources.
Some people also think that it is a good thing for Qi Zhiheng to hand over the inheritance he received to the disciples of the sect. At least Qi Zhiheng, who joined the sect midway, still has a strong sense of belonging to the sect.
Furthermore, Qi Dong has a good reputation on Danfeng Peak. He has taught many Danfeng disciples and has also communicated with some level-three alchemists. Out of respect for Qi Dong, these alchemists would not say anything too harsh.
However, there are always some disharmonious elements in Danfeng, and it is inevitable that people will gossip about Yu, Xi, Tuan, and Dui.
Some level-three alchemists were quite dissatisfied with this. Level-three alchemists held a significant position within the sect, with over thirty of them. Golden Core cultivators were the sect's most prestigious members, as the number of Nascent Soul cultivators was limited, and while Foundation Establishment cultivators were available, they were not capable of leading the sect. Therefore, Golden Core cultivators became the sect's main force! Consequently, the level-three alchemists who refined pills for these Golden Core cultivators naturally wielded considerable influence.
After Qi Zhiheng led his disciples into Danfeng, some level-three alchemists became restless and organized a meeting to have Tang Min come and discuss the matter.
Some suggested that since he was Qi Zhiheng's disciple, Qi Zhiheng should naturally bear the expenses of his own disciple, as it would be unreasonable to use so many resources of Danfeng.
Tang Min was so angry he almost laughed. Had these alchemists gone mad from refining pills? He certainly didn't think Qi Zhiheng was here to steal Danfeng's resources. If Qi Zhiheng were to provide all the resources for his disciples, then in the end, these disciples would only be loyal to Qi Zhiheng and not to Danfeng!
Wouldn't all that hard work he put into creating this end up just letting Qi Zhiheng get away with it for nothing? But the alchemists from Danfeng present didn't know any of this! They were all short-sighted, only thinking that others had taken advantage of them!
Tang Min was too lazy to argue with them. He'd rather use his time to refine more pills than to scheme and plot against them.
So Tang Min had no choice but to shift all the blame onto the sect leader!
This was the sect leader's idea, and the resources were also approved by him. If you have any objections, you can talk to the sect leader yourself!
Regardless of what the other party said, Tang Min sent someone to talk to the sect leader, since the resources were allocated by the sect leader.
These alchemists mainly focus on refining pills; how could they possibly have a chance to speak with the sect leader? The sect leader is extremely busy; how could they possibly see him whenever they want? Moreover, the sect leader is only at the Nascent Soul stage; how could these level three alchemists possibly have the face to speak to a sect leader at the Nascent Soul stage? In the end, naturally, the matter could only be dropped.
Qi Zhiheng was naturally unaware that Tang Min had shielded him from such trouble behind the scenes. After returning home, he and his wife took care of the child together. Children need their parents' company to grow up! This was what Yang Yitian said. Qi Zhiheng didn't quite understand, but his mother had indeed raised him when he was young, at least until he was five years old.
Although his father was very busy, he often spent time with him. Qi Zhiheng felt that this was indeed the reason why the Qi family was still so united.
Qi Zhiheng was very pleased to see that his three children were already able to walk slowly, and he also felt that he should spend more time with his wife and children.
After learning about Qi Zhiheng's success, Yang Yitian expressed great envy: "Should I also start a talisman training class? I wonder if you get spirit stones for teaching children alchemy?"
Qi Zhiheng thought for a moment and said, "No..."
Yang Yitian asked incredulously, "You've been busy for days, and in the end you don't even have any spirit stones? What did the sect give you?"
Qi Zhiheng coughed twice and said, "As long as my disciple can advance one level, I will receive a spiritual vein."
"Spiritual veins? Can't you just buy them by refining a few batches of pills?" Yang Yitian felt that this deal wasn't worthwhile.
Qi Zhiheng said, "You can't say that. Spiritual veins outside are not easy to find. Last time we went out, we were lucky to find a few. They might be long-term reserves, and we might not be able to find them again. Moreover, it's not safe for people outside. If I go out often, it's easy for me to expose my identity. It's different in the sect. As long as we bring benefits to the sect, the sect can protect me."
Moreover, he trusted the sect after all; at least the peak masters he encountered were of good character, and the disciples around him were relatively harmonious.
Yang Yitian was just saying it casually. He wouldn't interfere with Qi Zhiheng's decision, but he also gave up the idea of starting a talisman class in the sect.
"Actually, the sect has given us a lot of protection. Only when the sect becomes strong can we become strong too!" Qi Zhiheng added at the end.
Yang Yitian nodded: "Should I prepare a copy of the inheritance I received and hand it over? But I won't be teaching any disciples."
Qi Zhiheng said, "The things in those inheritances are not rare to us. What can benefit us is the insight. Other than the insight, the value of the things is not high. Giving them to the sect can get us some benefits in return, so we can prepare some."
Yang Yitian picked up Erbao, who was clinging to his trouser leg at his feet, and said, "Alright then, I'll prepare something when I have time."
Erbao was originally trying to climb up the pants, but was suddenly picked up by Yang Yitian and was a little unhappy.
Yang Yitian carried Erbao back to his room to prepare the materials for the inheritance, leaving behind the words, "Take good care of the other two kids. I'll go prepare things in the next few days."
Qi Zhiheng looked at Da Bao and San Bao, who were clinging to his legs, and teased them with a smile, "Your dad only wants Er Bao, not you two."
Although Da Bao and San Bao can say quite a few words, they obviously couldn't understand Qi Zhiheng's profound sentences. They only understood the word "father" from beginning to end.
Sanbao called out softly, "Father."
Qi Zhiheng's heart softened at the call, and he picked up Sanbao in one arm.
"Hug! Father..." Da Bao was a little dissatisfied when he saw that his father only hugged his third brother, so he quickly asked Qi Zhiheng to hug him as well.
Qi Zhiheng reached out his other hand and picked up his eldest son as well, then went back to prepare his documents.
Yang Yitian returned to his room and went into the talisman room to prepare materials. Erbao sat on his desk and showed great curiosity when he saw the talisman paper and talisman pen in his hand.
There was a cushion under Erbao's bottom because the stone table was a bit cold. Yang Yitian wrote down the information while Erbao watched quietly from the side.
Yang Yitian found it amusing: "Erbao, can you even understand it if you're so focused?"
Erbao stared blankly at him, not knowing what he was saying.
"You stupid son, you really are my stupid son, you little fool." Yang Yitian muttered to himself while his hands kept moving.
Erbao ignored his father and picked up the talisman paper next to him to examine it.
Yang Yitian saw him take the talismans and laughed, "Erbao, what are you doing with these talismans? Do you want to become a talisman master? Hmm?"
Erbao held the talismans in his hand, not knowing what to do. He rummaged through his clothes and finally found a small pocket, intending to stuff a large stack of talismans into it.
Unfortunately, his pocket was too small; the talisman could only fit in a corner, not to mention that the greedy little devil had a whole stack of talismans in his hand.
Yang Yitian was amused by his behavior of hiding things: "Silly boy, how can you be so silly? How can you stuff so many talismans in there? Here, give the talismans to Daddy, Daddy will tell you how to stuff them in."
Yang Yitian stretched out his hand in front of him, gesturing for him to hand over the talisman.
Erbao saw his father's hand, and although he was reluctant to part with the talisman, he still placed it in Yang Yitian's hand.
"Good boy!" Yang Yitian beamed and kissed his son on the alchemy board. Then he pulled out a talisman from a stack, folded it a few times, and stuffed it into Erbao's little pocket: "Hey, this goes in, right? This story teaches us that you should only put things in as big as your pockets. You can't be greedy, you know?"
After saying that, he gave his son two more talismans to play with, and put the rest away.
Erbao held two talismans in his hand, looking a little dazed, but soon started playing with them. Seeing how easy he was to manage, Yang Yitian began to prepare the materials carefully.
The next day, Qi Zhiheng, along with his two sons, saw Yang Yitian busy on the side and decided not to disturb him, so he took his sons with him to Danfeng as well.
Anyway, all he has to do is give some pointers, and he can usually take care of his son without any problems.
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