One month is enough time for Ye Wen's knowledge level to change dramatically, but theory is theory after all, even if he can practice in the spiritual space, he doesn't have to worry about the consequences of failing to refine various talismans, but he is always limited to the number of materials, and he has not been able to climb to a higher level.

Of course, this kind of regret only remained in Ye Wen's heart, and he did not reveal it, so as not to bring more excitement to Meng Lao.

Half a month ago, when Ye Wen was under the guidance of Meng Lao, he was inadvertently promoted to the white-veined talisman refining master in a daze, and with the experience of the well-informed Meng Lao, he could only look at Ye Wen in a daze, and he almost thought that he was old and dizzy.

However, with Ye Wen's various handiness in refining talismans later, the talismans that were quite tricky in the past have become much easier, and Meng Lao finally has to accept the reality, and all kinds of signs clearly show that there is no trace of falsehood in this promotion.

"Where the hell did you come from, a monster? Not only are the talismans you refined different from ordinary people, but even the progress is so exaggerated to the point that it is outrageous......

Whispering in a low voice, Meng Lao sighed again, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, and then stared at Ye Wen deadly: "I will help you hide the matter of your promotion to the level of white veins." The more powerful you are, the more dangerous the task you delegate, and I don't want you to sacrifice it in vain. I know you don't have a crush on me and don't trust me, but trust me once and don't show your talent too soon, especially on the front lines!"

Ye Wen thought back to this, and his face showed a hint of contemplation.

At that time, after Meng Lao confessed his conspiracy and intrigue and had a complete showdown, he simply put aside his worries and handed over the mutation talisman that he had originally planned to hide.

Those mutated talismans that were extremely high-grade, but could only be used by the refiner himself, and had certain trigger conditions, that is, those that could stimulate the memory of essence and blood, and were definitely of the upper grade level, suddenly made Meng Lao's eyes widen, and he didn't know how many times he had identified them with the Tianheng device, and finally had to admit their particularity.

Even the Silver Heavenly Balance Talisman is difficult to estimate the true value of these Earth Fire Talismans, in other words, since these Earth Fire Talismans are not real waste products, it means that their grade, to a certain extent, may even be comparable to the three or more grade talismans.

Even if he encounters such a special case, he can also use his years of experience in talisman refining, as well as the experience of preaching and solving doubts accumulated by the master who has been a disciple of many people, to help Ye Wen formulate a set of learning patterns.

In the past month, Ye Wen's daily itinerary, even his daily life and diet, have been carried out in accordance with Meng Lao's instructions, and he has never violated it without permission, of course, this is not out of the disciple's trust in the master, but under the rational analysis, it is determined that Meng Lao has no intention of making small moves, so he follows wholeheartedly.

Meng Lao is an experienced talisman refiner, and his relationship with the military is actually quite deep, otherwise he would not be spared so easily by General Huo, since he explained it so carefully, Ye Wen naturally nodded yes.

Although the two do not have half of the friendship between master and apprentice, but since the punishment was handed down, the contradiction between the two has disappeared, that is, it has disappeared, theoretically speaking, Meng Lao's grandson Meng Hao has determined to forcibly enlist in the army, Meng Lao naturally does not have to think about it, and coerce him to become a substitute, that is to say, Meng Lao has no reason to harm him now.

After throwing away his selfishness, Meng Lao is actually a kind and generous elder in all aspects, and his attainments in the talisman are fully revealed, and he is simple in teaching, even if he is a novice like Ye Wen, he can quickly absorb it, and under the proper guidance, he can draw inferences from one case and gradually deduce the next steps of talisman refining.

With Ye Wen's preconceived prejudice, he also had to admit that Meng Lao was indeed a teacher who was good at teaching students, and the academy was willing to recruit him with generous treatment, but he was afraid that it was not only because of his purple-veined level of the talisman realm.

"Hide the real alchemy level ......"

Such a good teacher, and put forward such an opinion, Ye Wen naturally would not ignore it casually, especially when the other party still said it in an extremely serious and sincere tone.

After pondering for a moment, and at the same time calculating the approaching enlistment date in his heart, Ye Wen then raised his head, looked around at the quiet environment around the library, tidied up the standard cotton shirt on his body, and then got up and walked towards the staircase.

It didn't take long for me to go down to the first floor, walk out of the library building again, and continue walking in the direction of the entrance of the academy.

Hundreds of years ago, after a Jiupin Grand Monk completely smashed a hill that stood here with a single blow from a talisman, whether it was the City Lord's Mansion with a much longer history or the army that gathered many powerful people at that time, they all gave this foreign monk the greatest respect and unconditionally allowed him to establish the academy.

Of course, this wise attitude was naturally rewarded handsomely by a great monk.

No one knows why the first dean of the academy chose to take root in Chiba City, and selflessly gathered his own talismans into a book and let the students of the academy read them at will, but this kind of good thing that is beneficial and harmless, even the high-level officials of Chiba City at that time were ecstatic and happy to see it, so naturally no one explored the reason.

And only the most suspicious people, or those who like to worry about the sky, waste their time coming up with conspiracy theories. Although Ye Wen was close to these two types of people, the events of hundreds of years ago were too far away for him, so he naturally had no interest in exploring more, at most, when he passed by the gate of the academy and saw the statue of the first dean not far away, he secretly scolded a few words.

He learned all kinds of knowledge from the sea of books that he had never heard of, and not all of them were about the way of refining talismans, which made him quite interested, and the biographies of people as daily spices were one of those books.

As he read more deeply, he gradually discovered that this highly prestigious first dean was only afraid of a person with an extremely distorted temperament, and such a person who was supposed to play the role of the great devil made all kinds of saint-like actions, if it were not for the great good man after enlightenment, he was afraid that he was even more insidious than the big devil.

Of course, this kind of slanderous words can't be confided, unless he wants to be killed by the academy's teaching and many students.

There are many people who read the biographies of the people in the library, but the only person who will come to such a completely different conclusion is Ye Wen, which may be because Ye Wen himself is too suspicious and likes to figure out the good intentions of others with the greatest malice.

This kind of rather distorted personality is an extremely common trait among the poor people in Chiba Castle, but there is really only one in a million poor people who can be promoted to the fourfold realm with this characteristic, and there is not a single person among them who can enter the library of the academy.

Therefore, the person who can speculate on the mind of the saint from the perspective of the poor is only Ye Wen, and to a certain extent, considering Ye Wen's background, this kind of dark speculation can be said to be an inevitable result.

At this time, Ye Wen stopped again, looking at the statue of the first dean in a daze, as if he had become a statue himself, and the strange feeling in his heart surged again, obviously a figure separated by a hundred years, but a statue alone gave him a strange sense of familiarity.