That night, Ye Qing ate a big bowl of white rice, and then worked diligently to cut stones with a lamp.
   There are many kinds of ores in the world of cultivation, because refining equipment needs gold and stone smelting, and alchemy also needs it. There are more than a thousand kinds of known ores, and there are countless strange ones.
   One of them is the “photographing stone”. It is said that when people walk on the stone, the shadow will remain for a long time. If there is no external interference, this photo will remain unchanged for thousands of years. There is also a kind of stone that will produce audio transformation. It only needs to input a spiritual energy, or the user’s mind will move, and the sound will be recorded from this moment.
   This stone is black, like a mass of thick ink, and upon closer inspection, it contains thousands of stars. Of course, it looks more like a black hole than a star.
   No one in the cultivation world has ever thought of using this kind of stone, because if a master of cultivation wants to read the memory, he only needs to move his mind. As for the demand, basically no one considers it.
   Ye Qing didn’t expect that the students also have troubles in study!
   It seems that everyone is not the proud son of heaven with a quick eye and an unforgettable memory. He, a little rookie from the mortal world, was appeased in an instant.
   He couldn’t keep up with Mr. Zheng’s esoteric talisman class, so he recorded it with a recording pen, listened to it several times at home, and asked his family members by the way, pretending to be a schoolmaster, but in fact, he, a human cub, is just a stupid bird flying first.
   The sound of “jingle jingle” is endless, like a beautiful little note. The human cub took a small hammer and knocked for a long time, and put the ore into the pot to boil.
   He wants to save money!
   Big spirit stones, lots of spirit stones, buy a house when you grow up, and let your family live a good life!
   A wisp of Tang Xi’s remnant soul floated beside him, looking at the human cub’s earnest and focused face, his heart ached so badly, he was silent for a long time, hesitant to speak several times, he really wanted to say: Zai Zai, you don’t have to work so hard !
   Your father has laid down a whole territory of the Demon Land for you, from the Sea of Embers, the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons, the Sea as the Abyss Building, the Sand of Bone Burial in the west, to the permafrost snowfield in the extreme north, this endless territory of the Demon Realm is complete. It is yours, and in ten years you will return to Demon Realm to inherit the position of young master.
   No matter how much gold, silver and jewels you want, the monsters from all over the world and the 30 million monsters in the Demon Realm will give it to you.
   You don’t need to work hard at all, baby! Tang Xi secretly hoarse.
   But he couldn’t say it, because the human cub was still young, only three and a half years old, and he probably didn’t have the endurance to know that his father was the bloody devil and the public enemy of the whole cultivation world.
   He is the son of the big devil, and the little devil, who can resist this kind of stimulation.
   Hundreds of recording pens were quickly made.
   And it quickly became popular in Guiyuanzong. Almost every new disciple has one. What kind of talisman class, alchemy class, medicine class, all kinds of obscure knowledge can be input with a spiritual energy, and it can be easily done.
   You don’t have to worry about my study anymore, sir!
   Zheng Yunxiao was in charge of teaching the talisman class. He was the first to be keenly aware of the trend, because almost overnight, 80% of the students in the dry writing class kept up with his advanced progress, which made him interested in being a teacher First it was greatly reduced, and then it was greatly increased.
   In the past, he admired it very much, and these disciples scratched their heads when they couldn’t answer.
   In teaching, he never practiced corporal punishment, but just smiled gently, feeling the mental shackles and pressure of these young people.
   Now wherever his fingertips go, every disciple’s eyes are burning, and a line of words is written in his eyes: “Tap me, tap me, I will answer this question!”
   He also randomly selected a disciple.
   In front of the crowd, the disciple stood up suddenly, raised his head and held his chest high, like a general who won the victory from a thousand troops, and his whole body was filled with a sense of superiority over the knowledge points of the talisman class, “Sir! Draw this meditation talisman The painting method is…”
   It’s so perfect, it’s almost fluent.
   Zheng Yunxiao frowned slightly.
   Others couldn’t see this kind of classmate who was so ostentatious, and straightened their backs one by one, hoping that they would be the next one to point.
   It’s good to stage a performance that makes Mr. Hu’s body startled.
   Sir, sir, we have recorded your voice and read it over and over again at night, don’t you know?
   Hermitage
   Zheng Yunxiao stepped in, and he found that Su Zhe, who was in charge of the pill class, was frowning, as if puzzled, and said to his colleagues: “I don’t know what happened, my group of stupid students suddenly followed me I am sure that they have not been taken away overnight, or have spiritual apertures opened.”
   “Me too. Today I was taken aback by Xuansi’s pulse diagnosis. Those disciples were so eloquent.”
   Sure enough.
   Zheng Yunxiao smiled slightly, and sat down in his seat. A little butterfly was born, and he took out a novel gadget, which set off a wave of gossip.
   Seeing him sitting down, the servant boy quietly went up to pour him a cup of hot tea.
   He coughed lowly and took a sip of hot tea. Zheng Yunxiao is a handsome young man with a handsome figure. He casually made a tea drinking movement with a natural demeanor, which attracted the attention of everyone in the hermit school.
   “Yunxiao, you are here, how is your writing class?”
   Zheng Yunxiao smiled: “It’s the same.”
   Everyone wondered: “What is going on?”
   Zheng Yunxiao: “I want to know, you guys look outside.”
   The two gentlemen looked at each other, looked out the window, and listened quietly, and soon they heard a conversation.
   He seems to be a new student, and he is asking politely: “Brother, I listened to the teacher’s lecture today. He taught the method of spiritual planting, and he mentioned a sentence, ‘When the sky is clear, the earth is peaceful. …The grains are filled with one, and all things are born with one’, and there is also a formula for vitality and clarity, which I don’t understand very well.”
   That senior is a Qi Refining Cultivator and an old student, his tone revealed a trace of impatience: “The former is from the Tao Te Ching, and the latter is a formula, you are really stupid, you can’t even explain it, how can I teach you? “
   The new disciple was too dumb to speak, and it took him a long time to say: “I didn’t remember the formula in my head, but I wrote it down with a magic weapon, and I will show it to you, brother.”
   Brother: “? What do you mean?”
   The next scene that made the senior brother dumbfounded appeared. The new disciple took out a small, unattractive stone pen from the storage bag, input a spirit energy, and soon an old man’s voice sounded from the stone. The voice said, “The sky will be clear, and the earth will be peaceful… Next, I will read a mantra. This mantra can speed up the growth of spiritual plants and make them full of vitality. Please remember them well.”
   Haven’t finished listening yet.
   The senior brother was already in a mess: “This, this is really a good thing, the formula means…”
   After teaching and learning for a long time, the senior brother said again: “Speaking of junior fellow, this little thing is useful, I don’t know where you got it, junior fellow?”
   In the hermit school, after figuring out what was going on, Lou Buwei snorted, “Opportunistic.”
   He is a medical trainee. To study medicine requires a student with outstanding talent who can diagnose various difficult and miscellaneous diseases. He will not appreciate mere memorization of tricks.
   Su Zhe, a elixir cultivator, was very moved, “They must be reading at night with the lamp on. I am an elixir, and my talent accounts for four tenths. The rest is perseverance, sweat, and hard work.”
   How many people in the world can become top pharmacists?
   If it really depends on talent, those top pharmacists, since they have reached the peak of the Eight Desolation, how can they condescend to refine the basic elixir that everyone needs every day.
   It is precisely these disciples who are averagely talented but willing to work hard that can make elementary elixir cheap and circulate in major cities of cultivating immortals.
   Yu Feixue is studying medicine, she likes to wear fairy-like white clothes, but her swordsmanship is mediocre, and her aptitude is also mediocre. It is absolutely impossible to pass the graduation with swordsmanship, so she has the idea of hanging the pot to help the world.
   But medicine is an obscure and profound subject, which is not inferior to talismans. There are as many as ten volumes of poisonous scriptures and medical scriptures just for beginners, which is a hard nut to crack.
   Lou Buwei himself also likes talented students. He has an out-of-the-box thinking, and he often teaches casually regardless of his care. How to heal”, it doesn’t matter whether the medical practitioners can keep up.
   Let her suffer.
   He said, it’s normal to keep up, and it’s just stupid talent if you can’t keep up, completely disregarding that newcomers account for the majority.
   As for the young teenagers who are high-spirited, whoever wants to be the dull idiot in the teacher’s mouth can only rack their brains to find a way.
   Yu Feixue quickly noticed the little thing called the stone pen.
   She told Qin Xun about this useful little magic weapon, and Qin Xun held it in his hand. After studying it, a hint of sarcasm appeared on his face, and he commented arrogantly: “It’s a small skill.”
   Qin Xun despises such things. In his opinion, Guiyuanzong is a martial art with a long history, and there are exquisite swordsmanship in the sect. In addition, the talisman, elixir, and weapon refining are all trivial skills. Outer disciples will learn as handymen in the future.
   So he said: “Feixue, these gadgets are what those mediocre outer sect disciples need, because they will be handymen in the future, and if they have skills, they will have an extra guarantee. And you don’t have to In this way, you are the daughter of heaven, and you can enslave them in the future.”
   Qin Xun didn’t even think about it, and classified everything other than swordsmanship as trivial skills. His goal was to become a strong man in the wild.
   And what is strong?
   Naturally, it is a person with extraordinary strength, a sword can break the sky, turn the river and the sea, and the one who is happy is the strong one!
   When Yu Feixue was in the Yu Mansion, she was raised to be ignorant of worldly affairs, so she immediately said, “So that’s how it is, they are really pitiful.”
   She thought of her life in the Yu Mansion where bells and whistles, fat horses and light fur, surrounded by maidservants and servants, and her life as a young lady, also remembered the order to discover the secrets, and suddenly felt that studying medicine was too hard, and she would accompany Qin Xun in the future , Just be a carefree little fairy, there is no need to suffer this kind of hardship.
   Thinking of this, she put the stone pen aside.
   After the stone pen became popular for a while, the disciples of the Refining Peak received the news, and they were dissatisfied, “What little magic weapon, don’t our disciples of the Refining Peak know about it?”
   They found a way, asked for a pen, and at first glance they frowned, because it was so ordinary.
   They are connoisseurs, and they can easily figure out the structure by taking it apart, “It turns out to be a sound congealing stone, nothing special.”
   Sound Condensation Stone, a kind of ore that can condense sound, feel aura, and emit a slight humming sound.
   “It’s just a little cleverness, I can also make it.”, “This percussion technique is too primitive.” Comments are endless.
   Thinking that after the trick was exposed, the pride of the Qiqifeng disciples returned, but a senior brother said calmly: “The congealing stone can be seen everywhere in the mine, it is not a rare thing, then you have thought about it, using it to smelt and make magic!” device?”
   Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, but they really hadn’t thought about it.
   Who needs this kind of thing?
   They are usually making magical weapons for sword cultivator disciples and musical instruments for music cultivator disciples, without even thinking about it.
   But after the stone was actually produced, everyone saw the ecstatic expressions of the new disciples and even the old students, and then realized that this thing was needed.
   To be honest, this is a bit like breaking cognition, piercing a little window paper that no one has thought about.
   “I heard that the disciple who made this little thing is only three years old.” The last sentence of the senior brother was like a straw that crushed the pride’s spine, and it was like a heavy hammer, which made the seven souls of the disciples of the Refining Peak tremble.
   Everyone: “!!!”
   No, he’s only three years old, such a smart kid, they want it from Qiqifeng!
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