There are some discrepancies, but it is almost identical to the medical practices she inherited from ten thousand years ago.
Elder Pei's medical skills shouldn't stop here, if he weren't so stubborn.
The old, stern voice resounded, angrily rebuking a disciple for imitating the alchemy furnace used by the class next door.
Baili Xijiang was reprimanded at close range in the front row. Even though it wasn't directed at him, he was still so frightened that he trembled.
This elder, who was at the Golden Core stage, was even more frightening than the volatile red dragon in their clan.
After Elder Pei had finished scolding them, he put away the books and had the disciples practice separating spiritual energy.
Although the disciples dared not complain in front of him, Elder Pei had been teaching them for hundreds of years and naturally knew how unwilling they were.
The old man stood with his hands behind his back, and closed his eyes with a weathered look on his face.
A thousand years ago, he was one of the top alchemists in the cultivation world, and countless people came to him seeking his medicine. Even now, the elder of Fuqu Peak, his junior sister Fuqu, is not as good as him.
He used spiritual energy as a furnace, and after making great progress, he could refine pills faster than ordinary people. His spiritual consciousness also recovered quickly, and everyone knew about him back then.
It was once a time of great glory.
However, no matter what he did, he could not reach the realm of Pill Saint.
He could easily make sixth-grade pills, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make seventh-grade pills.
From then on, the most prominent alchemist, Pei Yuan, disappeared without a trace.
A thousand years have passed, and countless people in the cultivation world have risen to fame only to fade away just as quickly. How many people still recognize him?
So he hid on his junior sister's Lotus Peak and became the teaching elder that everyone feared and who said behind his back that he was pedantic and stubborn.
Before him stood vibrant, energetic faces. Perhaps in another month, his school would be empty again, and he would, as before, listen to the lively voices of the disciples next door, put away his books, and return to his secluded cave.
"Hey—I did it!! Elder Pei! I did it! Wan'er, Wan'er, look at me!"
Pei Yuan was lost in thought when a sudden, unruly voice rang out. He turned around abruptly, pressed the chaotic and out-of-control consciousness of his disciples back into their bodies, and then glared angrily at the culprit.
The joyful Bailixi River, which had turned back excitedly, instantly fell silent.
After glaring angrily, Pei Yuan finally looked at the spiritual plant in front of him.
Upon looking at it, he unexpectedly looked up.
The old man quickly went forward to check, and to his surprise, he had successfully peeled it off.
The disciples peered out from behind, whispering amongst themselves.
"It actually succeeded! Shouldn't Elder Pei teach us alchemy then?!"
Baili Xijiang suppressed his pride and glanced at the elder with a complicated expression. "Elder, am I amazing?"
His master taught him that! That's amazing!
Song Tingwan shook her head helplessly in the back row. Baili Xijiang's personality was really something.
No wonder Shen Zhuochuan has a headache.
Elder Pei looked at the withered spiritual plant that had been completely stripped of its skin and recalled Baili Xijiang's usual behavior.
Yesterday I was so lazy and lethargic, how come my control over my consciousness has improved so much today?
This is not normal.
He withdrew his complicated gaze and nodded slightly: "Not bad, continue."
"Ah! We must continue, Elder!"
Baili Xijiang's face fell, and he turned to look at his master questioningly.
Song Tingwan nodded without changing her expression. He got up with a long face, sighed, and continued practicing.
The disciples standing nearby thought he would complain, but they obediently continued?
Elder Pei also found it strange that from the very first day, this student sat in the first row and listened to the lectures with bright, sparkling eyes every day.
He was eager to learn, but like any other student, he became somewhat restless after hearing about the teaching in the class next door.
He's always talking non-stop, and besides being respectful to his teachers, he mostly asks why they haven't been taught alchemy yet.
How come I suddenly have an epiphany today?
They stopped arguing back.
In the back row, Song Tingwan, keeping her merits hidden, quietly released a small wisp of her divine sense, peeling away the spiritual energy from the spiritual plant bit by bit.
Elder Pei, who had seen it by chance, withdrew his gaze with satisfaction.
They're working hard; they don't need to be expelled for now.
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The disciples were dawdling today, and after Elder Pei left, they quickly gathered around Baili Xijiang.
"Young Master Baili, how did you improve so quickly? You're amazing!"
They were full of praise, but even someone as magnanimous as Baili Xijiang could tell that they wanted to know the reason from him.
Baili Xijiang smiled perfunctorily in the crowd, looking around for his master.
Unfortunately, I couldn't find it.
"I was also instructed by someone, and I need to ask that person before I can answer everyone."
"Thank you so much! Young Master Baili, you are such a kind person!"
The disciples who mustered their courage to come forward smiled with delight. Young masters from aristocratic families are all proud and arrogant, and it is already difficult for them not to bully ordinary people. As for Baili Xijiang, they only dared to give it a try because they saw that he usually seemed to have a good temper.
After all, they are poor and incompetent; at worst, they'll just get a few insults and mockery.
Baili Xijiang chuckled and scratched his head. He could usually exchange a few words with them.
Thinking about what his master had said before, he said seriously, "Elder Pei wants us to be more proficient in controlling our divine sense. You can practice more when you're not in class."
After saying that, he quickly packed his things and went to catch up with his master, ignoring the disciples who remained with complicated expressions.
"Is Baili Xijiang playing a trick on us?"
"Probably not..."
"But the senior brothers and sisters of the outer sect all say that Elder Pei's teachings are useless, so why does he agree with Elder Pei?"
"He even told us to keep practicing after class. He doesn't lack spirit stones, but we... where would we get extra spirit stones to buy spirit plants?"
After those words were spoken, Class C, who had just been overjoyed, fell silent.
The disciples with resources and talent are almost all in Class A. Even some disciples without talent will buy pill formulas in advance and ask someone to guide them so that they can learn more in Classes A and B.
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