"Have you thought about it?" The Qingzhu Sage looked at Jingxi Key expectantly.

Jing Xi Key lowered his head and thought. Hearing the words of the Qingzhu Sage, he looked up at the Qingzhu Sage.

"What's the benefit of worshipping you as a teacher?"

"Benefits?" Qingzhu Sage asked rhetorically.

"Haha~, girl, you worship the old man as a teacher, there are many benefits." Qingzhu Sage said with a smile.

"Huh?" Jing Xi Jian looked at the Qingzhu Sage with a look of disbelief.

"You can take the elixir I have here. When you truly become an alchemist, the old man will give you one more thing. A gleam flashed in the eyes of the Qingzhu Sage. It's so fast that it's not noticeable.

The corners of his lips hooked up a light smile, and he lightly opened his lips: "When will you start learning?" ”

"Haha~ Start now." The Qingzhu Sage laughed out loud and said happily. This girl is a peerless genius with all five systems, and only those stupid people in the Jing family think she is a waste material. Besides, can the daughters of those two people be scraps? can accept her as an apprentice, but in fact, she still earns it herself.

These words, Qingzhu Sage just said in his heart, but did not say it.

"Girl, do you know herbs?" The Qingzhu Sage looked at the neatly placed medicinal herbs in the open space and opened his mouth to ask.

"Recognize some." Jingxi Key replied seriously.

Jingxi Key is a person who you will think of her as careless at any time, but it's not. She also has times when she is very serious. Like at this time.

"Girl, take these books and read them well, and after you write them down, the old man will teach you alchemy." The green bamboo sage held two yellowed books in his hands.

I took the book from the hand of the Qingzhu Sage, and saw that two of them had a few big characters written on the holy grass metaphor. The other two books are written with the parables of the saints.

"These are a few books, but they have been handed down by the Holy King." The green bamboo sage stroked two handfuls of beard.

"Lord Saint King?" Jingxi Key was puzzled.

"Lord Saint King is the only alchemist who has reached the peak of a high-level alchemist."

Jing Xikey looked at the Qingzhu Sage with a look of adoration, and the corners of his lips twitched.

"Aren't you a high-level alchemist?" Jing Xikey raised an eyebrow and asked.

Qingzhu stroked his beard and spoke: "I'm just a third-order high-level alchemist. ”

"Senior Alchemist Third Order? What are the ...... levels of alchemists? Jing Xi key opened his mouth suspiciously.

"This alchemist is divided into, pharmacist, junior alchemist, intermediate alchemist, and senior alchemist, each level is divided into one to three orders and bottlenecks." Qingzhu Sage explained.

"I see." Jingxi key with his hands on his chest.

"Go and take a good look at these books." The Qingzhu Sage waved his hand at the Jingxi key.

“……。” Jingxi Key did not answer.

At this time, the crowd outside the space .......

"When will she wake up?" Ye Che stroked Jing Xikey's beautiful face, with tenderness in his eyes.

"How do I know when she wants to wake up, she will wake up naturally." Mo Yixuan opened his mouth disappreciatively.

Jingfu ......

"Mother, what is the relationship between the Seeing Man and the Night King?" Jing Ziqing looked at the eldest lady with a worried face.

"It seems that the man who saw him didn't know the Night King, but he didn't know the Night King's mind." Although the eldest lady's face was calm, her heart was not calm.

Jing Ziqing yelled at the eldest lady: "My sister has liked the Night King for a long time, if the eldest sister knows, she won't die of sadness." ”

"What's the use of you yelling at me." The eldest lady looked at Jing Ziqing with anger. This daughter is becoming more and more presumptuous, and she even yells at herself.

"Mother, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I'm too worried about my eldest sister." Jing Ziqing shook the sleeves of the eldest lady with a flattering face.

"Okay, let's think about what to do!" The eldest lady said helplessly. After all, it's his own daughter, and I can't bear to blame her anyway.