The Ming Dynasty took an unconventional approach

When Pan Xiaohei woke up again, it was already three days later. Pan Yun wrote down the data and thought: "So alchemy is still more effective. It really requires a scientific ratio."

Pan Xiaohei: ...

It glanced over her body, wondering: "Where did you cut again?"

I didn't see any new injuries on her body.

Pan Yun stretched out ten fingers, blew gently and said: "Thousand-year-old powder is made from the shells of turtles. The turtles must be at least fifty years old. This is also my shell. Although I am not that old, my cultivation is high."

Pan Xiaohei: ...

It suppressed the urge to vomit, turned around silently, and faced Pan Jun with its increasingly fat butt.

Pan Jun didn't mind, and two days later, he stuffed another pill into it.

This time Pan Xiaohei didn't react at all. He pondered for a moment and was a little surprised: "This pill doesn't look like a Guiyuan Pill, but more like a tonic. I don't feel my Yuanli restored, but I feel like it replenishes my Qi and blood."

Pan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and took out a notebook to write it down.

Pan Xiaohei trembled with fear, jumped over and asked, "Pan Yun, what is the name of this pill you gave me?"

Pan Yun: "Xinxin~Guiyuan Pill."

Pan Xiaohei's paws were shaking: "Which medicine did you change?"

Pan Yun patted its head and comforted it, "Don't worry, it's still Qiansui powder, but it's replaced with Miaohe's shell."

Pan Xiaohei felt relieved. Fortunately, fortunately, it was not something strange. Anyway, he had already eaten the nail thing once, so it would be no big deal to eat it again.

The thought flashed through his mind. When Pan Xiaohei realized that it had retreated again and again and had retreated to such a point, he immediately screamed loudly: "Pan Yun, you PUA me!"

The sound was sharp and went straight through the door.

Miaozhen and Miaohe, who were outside the house, were startled. Without thinking, they kicked the door open and ran in: "Master Junior, there's an assassin!"

Pan Jun looked back at them while holding Pan Xiaohei, shook the black cat in his hand and asked, "Is this the one you are talking about?"

Miao Zhen Miao He widened their eyes: "But, but that's a human voice..."

Pan Jun lifted Pan Xiaohei up and smiled, "Do you want to make another sound?"

Pan Xiaohei himself was a little surprised, and he didn't come back to his senses for a moment. After Pan Jun patted his head twice, he raised his head angrily.

As soon as it raised its head and faced the two people at the door, it suddenly became a little nervous and stammered: "Meow~ I, I can, ah, I can speak human language?"

Miaozhen and Miaohe's eyes lit up, the corners of their eyes turned up, and their whole faces lit up: "Xiaohei can talk!!!"

Pan Yun casually threw Pan Xiaohei into their arms and said, "What's so strange about Pan Xiaohei being able to speak? He is naturally smart and very human. What he lacks is cultivation. Now that his cultivation has risen and the septum in his throat has disappeared, he can naturally speak human language."

For plants and animals, body modification is only the first and simplest step;
The key to their success is to open up one's mind.

Only when the spiritual intelligence reaches a certain level can one speak human language, and then, only when the spiritual intelligence reaches a certain level can one transform into a human form.

Pan Xiaohei is possessed by a black cat. It is a realm spirit and its intelligence is beyond doubt.

The reason why it has not been able to speak is due to the limitations of its cultivation.

Now that my cultivation has improved, I can speak up immediately.

Miaozhen and Miaohe hugged Pan Xiaohei excitedly, and when they had enough fun, they asked, "Uncle Junior, can Xiaohei go to class with us?"

Pan Yun waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, study hard and save yourself the tuition."

It doesn't cost any money, and it sounds great.

Pan Xiaohei had another worry: "They won't kick me out too, will they?"

"No," Pan Yun said, "You are not a demon cat, you are a spirit cat."

Pan Xiaohei: "Oh, I am a civet cat again now."

Miao He sighed: "Master, Pan Xiaohei speaks like this, a bit like Master."

Pan Jun nodded: "That's right, it makes people's fists always hard and they want to hit others at any minute." Although Pan Xiaohei can speak, it does not want to speak in front of outsiders.

So as soon as the gate was opened, it immediately closed its mouth.

Zhang Weiliang, who had pushed the door open, paused and swallowed his saliva: "Why are you looking at me?"

Pan Yun, two other people and the cat withdrew their gaze and ignored him.

Zhang Weiliang let out a breath quietly and hurried back to his room.

He feels so stressed living in this courtyard now that he wants to move out next year and experience life outside all year round.

Anyway, the fifth grade students are mainly focused on experience.

Zhang Weiliang was about to close the door, but after thinking for a while, he poked his head out and said, "Pan Yun, your nephew has been detained by Shihua Academy again."

Pan Yun waved at him: "Got it."

Shihua Academy mainly teaches students offensive techniques, to put it simply, martial arts and attacking spells.

Unlike Taoist medicine, talismans, pharmacy, and magic, which can be chosen as elective courses, Shihuayuan is a compulsory course for first-year and second-year students.

Every student who enters the palace must learn two martial arts and five offensive spells within two years.

If you do not meet the standard, you will have to make up for it. If you fail the test in one year, it will be postponed to the next year until the assessment is complete.

Tao Yanbai was very talented in Taoist medicine. After he sensed the spiritual energy and successfully drew the energy into his body for the first time, his practice speed became extremely fast. After all, his affinity with the spiritual energy was something that even Pan Yun envied.

Logically speaking, the cultivation of internal power requires talent, and the cultivation of external power... such as martial arts and magic, also requires talent.

But Tao Yanbai is not.

He practiced internal skills, and his Yuan force increased rapidly. Once the Yuan force was transformed and supplemented by internal skills, his internal strength increased even more rapidly.

But when it came to learning magic, his two fingers were like a knot and he couldn't make fast and complete hand gestures.

Oh, pinching the fingers is not enough to just be accurate, you also need to circulate your internal energy while pinching, so that the effect of the hand gestures can be exerted.

Tao Yanbai could take care of his hands but not his internal strength: he took care of his internal strength but couldn't perform the hand seals.

The former three stars are dangerous, because the internal force may go astray, and a stray breath may cause internal injuries;

The latter four-star danger is because the internal force is surging but has no outlet. In mild cases, it will cause internal injuries, and in severe cases, it may lead to possession.

Tao Yanbai vomited blood three times when he learned a technique of escaping underground.

Pan Yun has already found the simplest hand gestures and internal energy techniques for him to practice. She no longer expects him to learn all six earth escape techniques in the academy and the spiritual realm. She will be satisfied as long as he can learn one.

Pan Yun sighed.

Miaozhen sighed.

Miaohe also sighed.

Pan Xiaohei looked left and right, and then sighed.

Pan Yun stood up and said, "I'll go get him back. He needs someone to protect him when he's learning magic."

Don't practice secretly, or else no one will know until you bleed to death.

Tao Yanbai was not alone, there was someone staying in class with him.

The man's name is Qu Le.

At this time, the two of them were standing face to face, sweating profusely and making hand gestures to each other.

The eldest senior brother of Shihua Academy stood there watching them for the master. Seeing that they had deformed their hand gestures while pinching their fingers, he immediately stepped forward to correct them.

He sighed to Qu Le, and then to Tao Yanbai: "Brother Tao, it's OK that Qu Le can't learn it, he has no talent to begin with, but why can't you learn it no matter what?" (End of this chapter)