After reading my mind, all the villains in the family are in trouble

Ning Zhishui turned around and looked around. The alchemist seemed to be from the alchemy hall. The alchemy robe he wore was the same as the alchemy masters he saw on the road.

"Feng Ye is so pitiful. Why did he end up with such a master?"

Ning Zhishui saw two female cultivators whispering next to them.

"This child is filial and willing to endure hardships. Unfortunately, he has the wrong teacher. His life is really miserable."

"Oh, it's all fate! If my father doesn't care for me and my stepmother doesn't love me, I have nowhere to go. I want to learn from my teacher, but I was chosen by Lao Tu. I can see that I'm in trouble."

"The old butcher chose him because he was easy to bully. He didn't choose a disciple. He clearly found a free servant!"

The two female cultivators, who had finished refining the elixir, shook their heads and complained when they saw this scene, and then left together.

After hearing this, Ning Zhishui had no other thoughts and immediately wanted to go to his alchemy room.

The happiness and misfortune of others have no necessary connection with her, and she can't take care of them. It is impossible to take care of everyone.

Moreover, it is still open to question whether what others say is true or not, and we should not believe it easily.

"...I can't even make the most basic spirit-restoring elixir. I really lost all my people to other alchemists!" The "Old Butcher" was still scolding Feng Ye.

"Master, I have tried very hard to practice, but every time I fail inexplicably, and I can't find the reason..."

"Isn't that because you are as stupid as a pig?! If you had followed my instructions, how could you not have succeeded!"

"No, I made it exactly as you told me. You said the fire should be steady, and you should wait for a while before adding new ingredients after each medicinal ingredient is put in. But every time I do this..."

Ning Zhishui paused, with a look of astonishment on his face.

She turned around and said, "Wait for a while before adding new material?"

She raised her voice and looked back, seemingly in response to Feng Ye's words, but the person she was looking at was clearly his master, Lao Tu.

Lao Tu couldn't help but be stunned and looked at her doubtfully, but he didn't recognize who she was. He couldn't help but frown and said, "Not bad, what's the problem?"

"It's a big problem."

Ning Zhishui almost laughed, "Are you really an alchemist? If you can say such a thing, you probably can't even refine a yellow-level elixir!"

This was simply outrageous. Ning Zhishui felt that no alchemist of any caliber would say such words to make people laugh.

Ning Zhishui's words directly made Lao Tu angry, and he yelled, "Where did you come from, a yellow-haired girl? What's wrong with me saying this? I don't think you know how to make alchemy, and you are telling me what to do here!"

"Oh, have you ever refined a yellow-level elixir?" Ning Zhishui asked.

Lao Tu rolled his eyes, then straightened his chest, "Of course!"

Ning Zhishui noticed the clues and said in a long voice, "It seems that you are not a yellow-level alchemy master. You just got lucky enough to refine yellow-level elixirs once or twice. Let me guess what you concocted. What pill is it...I think it's a painkiller pill, am I right?"

There are several kinds of elixirs that are entry-level to the yellow level, which are very suitable for newly promoted alchemists to refine. There are also some alchemists who may not be able to advance to the yellow level in their lifetime, but occasionally they can refine a yellow level elixir when they are lucky.

Among these yellow-level elixirs, the simplest one is actually not analgesic elixirs.

But Ning Zhishui thought of Lao Tu's "One Breath Technique" and felt that only this kind of pain relief pill met the requirements.

To put it bluntly, it's like a blind cat meets a dead mouse. Except for painkillers, he won't be able to succeed in any other elixirs.

Is it precisely because of this success that Lao Tu feels that his method is correct?

Ning Zhishui couldn't help but look strange.

She went to see Lao Tu, and then she found that not only Lao Tu, but also his disciples were looking at her in shock. "How did you know??" Lao Tu shouted.

Ning Zhishui was amused.

"With your level, don't let others lead you as a disciple. You are so old that you don't even understand what alchemy is."

Ning Zhishui put away her smile and said with a bad look:

"What you said about putting down a material after refining for a while is from "Pathological Pharmacy" by Master Hong Hu. His original words are, 'Some materials have uneven medicinal properties and the refining process is intense, so you need to wait for a while after refining. "The next material can be put in later,' but this statement was extended and distorted by some later generations. They thought it was a shortcut on the road to alchemy, so they regarded it as truth and used it everywhere."

"But in fact, not all materials are so 'unequal'. There is no fixed rule for how to refine them. Everything must be based on the experience and feeling of the alchemist, and the correct decision must be made based on the situation in the furnace. Judgment. If you think there is a shortcut, then it is not a shortcut. On the contrary, it will be a dead end."

“Once you get there, you will never have a breakthrough in your life.”

"Just like you, not only can't you reach the yellow level now, but you will never reach it in your lifetime."

After Ning Zhishui finished speaking, everyone in the hall was quiet. Even passers-by looked at her blankly, as if they didn't react for a while.

Lao Tu was stunned when he heard this, while Feng Ye looked enlightened——

"So that's it...I just said..."

He said something was wrong!

Feng Ye has been studying at Lao Tu for two years, but he has learned nothing, and he has also been labeled as stupid.

Even he himself felt that he could not be an alchemist at all, or he would have changed his career earlier.

It was not that he had doubted his master, but the only person around Feng Ye who could ask questions was his master. Even if he had doubts, he could only continue to learn.

But now after listening to Ning Zhishui's words, Feng Ye felt that something he couldn't figure out was suddenly figured out.

It turns out that some things taught by others are not entirely correct. It turns out that the so-called masters and authorities may also be wrong.

He raised his head and looked at Ning Zhishui with bright eyes.

"Is that Feng Ye? I want to make alchemy, you can follow me into the alchemy room." Ning Zhishui looked back and said.

After saying that, regardless of whether Feng Ye agreed or not, he had already gone to the alchemy room first.

"Hey! Yes!"

Feng Ye responded loudly and trotted to keep up.

"You bastard! How dare you! Come back now!"

After Lao Tu came to his senses, he became furious and roared behind him.

For the first time, Feng Ye turned a deaf ear and decided to disobey.

"Aren't you afraid that he will scold you afterwards?" Ning Zhishui closed the door of the alchemy room and asked.

"I'm not afraid." Feng Ye shook his head and clenched his fists, "I don't want to be his apprentice anymore."

"Oh?" Ning Zhishui raised her eyebrows.

"He never drank my apprenticeship tea. He said he wanted to see my performance, so in fact we are not officially a master and apprentice." Feng Ye lowered his head and said, "He knows that I can't go anywhere except here, so he wants to Use this to manipulate me and make me listen to him and work for him without complaint."

Ning Zhishui just heard what the two female cultivators said. Feng Ye had a stepmother and his father was biased, so he had nowhere to go, and he couldn't return home even if he had one.