Foreign Affairs Room—

In the backyard, Deacon Yun was cooking a pot of tea. His leisurely look like a wild crane, like an ordinary old man in the world, who was nurturing his age and especially liked tea ceremony, which was a habit of warming one's character.

At this moment, Zhang Jingxiu stood with her hands, lowered her head slightly, and did not dare to look at Deacon Yun's gaze. It seemed that she had done something wrong, but seemed to be thinking about something, and could not make a decision for the moment, and stood there quietly.

This cautious look is like a junior in the family listening to the elders' teachings without daring to speak back.

From beginning to end, Deacon Yun looked calm, just like he was still the only one in the courtyard. His movements were still as gentle and skillful as he was without losing his elegant demeanor. He was playing with his tea sets, and his leisurely look looked so comfortable and so contented.

"Master, I want to participate in this sect's training."

A light and pleasing sentence seemed to be asking for advice, but Deacon Yun still heard the firmness and determination in his words.

This was not just asking for my own opinions, but it was just for notification. Almost in a moment, the originally smooth tea tasting movements stumbled slightly and returned to normal in a flash, but he also threw out a sentence and continued his tea tasting casually.

"Why?"

At this time, Deacon Yun's movements still no longer have the smoothness, lacking a sense of elegance and elegance, and that kind of agility.

For a moment, Zhang Jingxiu was confused when asked, and she didn't understand the meaning at all. She was almost an instinct. While showing her confusion on her face, she blurted out and asked: "Master, what do you mean-"

Deacon Yun did not answer Zhang Jingxiu's inquiry immediately, but slowly put down the tea set in his hand. His throat moved slightly, and the aromatic tea water had flowed down his throat. The movement in his hand still did not stop. He continued to organize the tea set, and even poured Zhang Jingxiu a cup of tea and signaled.

While Zhang Jingxiu carefully served the tea and tasted it, Deacon Yun spoke again, his eyes still lingered on the set of tea sets. There was no sign of emotional fluctuation in his calm expression.

"Chongsheng, from the moment you entered Wudang Mountain, until now, it has only been four months since you completed the entire battle. It can be said that you have hardly learned anything. At this time, you have to participate in the training of a sect. Are you too impatient?"

Deacon Yun paused, and his hands stopped. Huo De looked up and stared at Zhang Jingxiu. The tone that was still calm just now was a little cold, and it was more powerful and sharp. He asked indifferently: "Are you dissatisfied with me? Or, you don't want to be my teacher at all and look down on that theory of alchemy?"

"No, Master, you misunderstood. How dare you disciple?"

In an instant, Zhang Jingxiu was shocked and quickly denied it. He waved his hands repeatedly like accentuating, constantly shaking his head to show sincerity. At the same time, he quickly explained: "Master, this is the case. The reason why the disciples participated in the training did not mean to avoid Master, but had other plans, and wanted to-"

“What are the plans?”

Looking at Deacon Yun's facial expression, although he was still as calm as water, Zhang Jingxiu knew very well that there was a fire in his heart that he was not as calm as he seemed.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have interrupted myself so impatiently.

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Many thoughts flashed through his mind quickly. Zhang Jingxiu couldn't help but breathe a long breath in his heart. While trying to calm down his nervous mood, he was also sorting out his thoughts and organizing his language. At the same time, he was very clear that he could no longer be so verbose.

"Master, the reason why I went to the trial and made such a request is to test what I learned from you, so-"

With a conspiracy in his heart, Zhang Jingxiu stopped hesitating and immediately went to the point and expressed his thoughts. However, he heard Deacon Yun snorting and was interrupted again.

"Take a test of what I have learned here?"

At this time, the expression on Deacon Yun's face finally changed significantly, and a hint of anger appeared. The look at Zhang Jingxiu was a little cold and mocking. He did not hide his dissatisfaction at all. He continued: "From the time of the first meeting, we have been together for no more than two months. Now they dare to say something shamelessly and test what I have learned here?"

In an instant, Zhang Jingxiu suddenly realized and understood why Deacon Yun was so angry?

This is not trusting yourself. It’s just over a month. It’s so short to get in touch with the new theory. In the eyes of the other party, I’m afraid I haven’t remembered the content of that theory yet, so how can I talk about the word “test”?

Looking back now, according to normal people's thinking and actions, they are really a bit arrogant and can easily cause misunderstandings from others.

Therefore, it is not difficult to understand why the other party has such a misunderstanding. It is a questioning the new theory and not wanting to take the other party as his teacher.

Such actions are indeed suspected of escaping.

Deacon Yun's words continued, and the general idea was nothing more than that, he was very dissatisfied with him, Zhang Jingxiu. If it weren't for the shallow master-disciple relationship, with Zhang Jingxiu's fooling, he would have been more than scolding him.

However, the more you say it, the more it shows that Deacon Yun attaches great importance to Zhang Jingxiu and is easily unwilling to give up.

"That-that-master-"

Feeling that Deacon Yun's words became more and more fierce and his anger became stronger, Zhang Jingxiu felt his scalp numb and had to bite the bullet and interrupt the other party, because he knew that if he continued like this, it would not only not have the effect of venting, but it would also make Deacon Yun's anger even more intense.

"Master, you really misunderstood me."

Looking at Deacon Yun with a bad expression, Zhang Jingxiu was calm and finally said a complete sentence. Without waiting for the other party to react, he quickly explained it, not daring to have any more function words.

"Master, after reading your theory, my disciple suddenly had a whim and wanted to use secular medical methods to test the feasibility of the theory and whether it can be applied to secular medical methods."

It was as if he had taken a dose of reassurance pill. Deacon Yun, who was originally angry and wanted to scold, swallowed his words back to his mouth, and a look of surprise appeared on his face. He looked at Zhang Jingxiu unexpectedly, waiting for the words behind him.

"Master, look, before those alchemy materials such as Ganoderma lucidum and immortal herbs become spiritual objects, they can be used as alchemy materials, and they are also ordinary objects, equivalent to medicinal herbs in the secular world. According to the theory proposed by Master, the medicinal herbs at this time should also conform to the five elements and yin and yang attributes. The difference is that this attribute is much weaker, not as obvious as spiritual herbs, so they tend to be more wood attributes..."
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