Universal system must die

Chapter 184, Red Flame True Fire, Disease——

Back at Wuqingzi Cave Mansion, Zhao Lele was playing Go with Yaotong, when he saw He Ming coming over, he couldn't help smiling.

"He Ming, where do you come from? Why are you holding so many books? You are going to fail the number one exam."

"Brother Le was joking. Senior asked me to build a bamboo house. I have to study it carefully. By the way, what kind of bamboo house do you like senior?"

"Is this a book about architecture?"

Zhao Lele was stunned for a moment, and then she felt dumbfounded, "Brother, you really take Master's words as an edict, okay, Master likes novel and unique ones."

"What kind is that?"

"Anyway, the more bizarre the better, the best is the only one in the world, the kind that has never been seen before."

Zhao Lele talked about Dashan casually, he was just teasing Master, and he didn't want He Ming to listen to him.

I don't care about He Ming any more, I feel that He Ming's talk is too boring, either cutting bamboo or building a bamboo house, or the little medicine boy for fun.

"Xiao Lizi, should I do it?"

"Brother Le, it's my turn... yes, it's your turn."

Zhao Lele uttered one word and surrounded the opponent completely, "Haha, you lost."

Yaotong clapped his hands regretfully, and sighed: "Senior Brother Le is extremely skilled in chess, Li Mugan bows down."

"Hey, little Lizi, you know how to tease senior brother. I know you are trying to make me laugh, but I like it, hahaha!"

There used to be three of them in the Wuqingzi courtyard, and the drug boy was responsible for taking care of the medicine refining furnace and taking care of the herbs in the East Garden.

Although he is not an inner disciple, he has followed Wu Qingzi for many years. When ordinary inner disciples see him, they also want to respect Senior Brother Li.

Li Mu rolled his eyes, looked at He Ming's back, and said, "Senior Brother Le, what is the real purpose of bringing He Ming here? Do you really want to accept him as a disciple?"

"Hehe, why, don't you feel bad, don't you feel that confiscating you as a disciple makes you feel very uncomfortable."

Zhao Lele gradually put away her smile and said calmly.

"Don't dare, dare not, I used to be a yamen servant in the Baicao Garden outside the outer gate, and I was appreciated by a real person. Being a medicine boy with a real person is already an amazing cultivation, I dare not expect anything more."

"Don't dare not mean you have no ideas, Li Mu, Master thinks highly of himself, your talent is only average, don't think about it."

"But Brother Le, I...my fire control art has reached the top level. To be disrespectful, your talent in fire control art is not as good as mine. I always think that the talent measured by Lingshi is not accurate."

Li Mu was a little emotional. He grew up in the sect, and his father was a yamen servant all his life. After he became an adult, he followed his father to take care of the elixir of the Herb Garden.

After working for several years, by chance, I met Wu Qingzi, the elder of the inner sect, and went to the Baicao Garden to find an elixir. By chance, I saw his talent in controlling fire, and he also had the ability to take care of herbs, so he was specially promoted as a An outer disciple, but he became a drug boy beside Wu Qingzi.

He always thought that after working hard for a few years, he would be appreciated by Wu Qingzi and accepted as his apprentice, but after seven or eight years, he was still a drug boy.

What's more, there was a childhood playmate who was also a yamen servant. Through hard work, he has become an official inner disciple, but he is still just a drug boy.

Although he is an outer disciple, even if the inner disciples see him, they still have to respect him as senior brother Li, but deep down in his heart he has a faint inferiority complex, and he wants to become an official inner disciple.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Lele patted him on the shoulder and said, "Master has his own considerations. Maybe one day he thinks you are qualified, and he will naturally accept you as an apprentice. Besides, although he has not had the status of a master and apprentice these years, he has the distinction of being a master and apprentice." In fact, your strength is no worse than ordinary inner disciples."

Li Mu lowered his head, gritted his teeth secretly in his heart, and this was also where he felt sad and angry.

If one's talent is poor, why is the growth of strength not as good as that of ordinary inner sect disciples, and the sect's alchemists are scarce, so he can already refine several basic first-level elixir.

This is also a good achievement in the sect, why Wu Qingzi just doesn't want to accept himself as a disciple.

In the backyard, He Ming was studying hard with his book in his arms, and suddenly he didn't notice Li Mu's arrival.

"Ahem, He Ming, let's read a book."

"Oh, Li Mu is you!"

"Just call me Mrs. Li Mu, just call me Senior Brother Li."

He Ming gave him a strange look, and said casually: "Inner sect regulations, inner sect disciples are older than outer sect disciples, shouldn't you call outer sect disciples senior brother?"

"..."

Li Mu was choked suddenly, He Ming didn't say that he had forgotten this regulation.

But regulations are dead, people are alive, and ordinary inner disciples who see him don't call him Senior Brother Li.

Li Mu's face was gloomy and uncertain, fearing that He Ming would notice it, he quickly put on a smile and looked at He Ming.

As a result, people didn't look at him at all, and just gnawed there with the book in their arms.

Li Mu was angry. He could still use his identity as a medicine boy to blackmail an ordinary disciple, but He Ming was like this. He really couldn't do anything about it.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, he turned and left, "Isn't he just a coolie, if you run out of use, the real person will kick him out."

He Ming didn't realize it, he didn't remember anyone coming, he was completely immersed in the book.

Although they were only secular books on architecture, he read them with great interest.

Suddenly, the content of a book attracted him.

It is said that a kind of extremely tough bamboo grows in a certain place. After ten years of seedlings, it has matured in nearly a hundred years. It is tough, light in body, insect-resistant, and resistant to fire.

The only shortcoming is that it can be softened by being soaked in water for three days and three nights, and then it can be used as a teaching material.

And once the building is formed, it will lose its original toughness after being exposed to water and fire.

"Hey, so, isn't Senior Brother Le's bamboo tube that holds water very afraid of fire? I don't know if Senior Brother Le knows that."

With this in mind, He Ming couldn't wait to test it.

But let alone the real fire of monks, there is no ordinary fire.

He didn't, but Zhao Lele did!

Go out and turn left into the wing room, drive directly to the side of the bed, and look at Zhao Lele who is playing with things with his legs crossed.

"He Ming... what are you doing here?"

Zhao Lele was startled, and quickly hid the things in her hands behind her back.

He Ming looked at something that looked like a pipe, but he didn't care, so he replied.

"Brother Le, this is your Vajra Bamboo kettle, return it to you."

"Oh, I'll take it as if you have something to do. You've been working these days. If you need it, just use it."

"Oh, brother Yue, by the way, brother, I have a question, I don't know if I can say it."

"But it doesn't matter."

"The Vajra Bamboo is extremely tough. The book says it is impervious to water and fire. Is this true?"

"Of course, look at my Vajra Bamboo jug, which also holds a stream of water, so it's cracked and damaged?"

He Ming shook his head, "I've never seen it before, but is it fire-resistant?"

"Haha, of course, when Master asked me to cut bamboo, I thought that bamboo should be afraid of fire, so I spent more than an hour with my real fire, and nothing happened."

"really?"

"He Ming, don't you believe what senior brother said, come here to let you see its fire-resistant ability, just get out of the way, and take me to use real fire to calcine this Vajra Bamboo kettle."

"Uh, brother, this is your water bottle. It's not good if it's damaged, why don't we change it."

"No, no, just get out of the way..."

Zhao Lele was impatient, and there was something hidden behind his back. He wanted to let He Ming leave as soon as possible after the demonstration, and immediately said: "Chiyan is really hot, sick—"

(End of this chapter)