"Inscriptions are the most magical words in the world, and they contain the meaning of heaven and earth. Not everyone can become an alchemist. It takes excellent talents to become an alchemist. The reason why you write these inscriptions is to see if you have the talent for alchemist."

Ziyi expressed her intentions.

She is the old man in Yongle Palace and knows Ye Kuang well. She knows that he is a disciple with great potential. Lian Batian and Tong Sheng look at him differently.

She has not confiscated a real disciple over the years, and there is only one disciple. Even Lin Yi has simply taught the way of alchemy and has not given it all.

If Ye Kuang is really talented, she also wants to accept a closed disciple.

Ye Kuang touched his head, looking embarrassed; "I can't write down these inscriptions, so I don't have any talent for alchemy."

Ziyi raised her hand slightly and said, "These I engraved are advanced inscriptions. It is normal for you to not write them. I am now writing the simplest set of introductory inscriptions, so you can try writing them as you like."

Ziyi took the brush from Ye Kuang's hand, and her fair hand touched Ye Kuang's hand.

Ye Kuang was stunned, and it was not until several seconds later that he could react. He immediately let go of the pen in his hand, looking embarrassed; "Sir, I..."

Ziyi didn't say anything, with a calm face and a leisurely expression. She picked up a piece of rice paper, rolled up her sleeves, and dripped it in a little ink. She waved the pen in her hand, and a series of characters appeared on the rice paper.

From picking up the pen to stopping, nine ancient and mysterious words appeared on rice paper.

She put down the brush in her hand and handed the rice paper to Ye Kuang, with a charming smile on her face; "You try."

Ye Kuang took the rice paper and turned on the power of the Sun and Moon Divine Eyes to watch carefully.

These nine characters are very mysterious, just like light spots gathered into it. There is no regular movement on rice paper, and in just a moment it turns into thousands of words.

Ye Kuang stared at the rice paper. In just a moment, he felt dazzled, his brain was dizzy, his chest was stuffy, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, dyeing the rice paper in his hand red.

He hurriedly put down the rice paper in his hand and took a few breaths, which made him feel much better.

"What does it feel?"

Ye Kuang closed his eyes and recalled the scene he had just seen.

After being silent for several seconds, he spoke; "There are many changes, and the nine characters have turned into thousands of words in an instant, like stars in the sky, vast and infinite, and I am dazzled, my chest is tight and my heart is dizzy."

Ziyi nodded and said lightly, "Well, you can try to write it out."

She said, handing the pen in her hand over.

Ye Kuang's eyes remained on her delicate jade hand, and he couldn't help but lick his dry lips before reaching out to take the pen. During the process of taking the pen, he touched Ziyi's hand intentionally or unintentionally.

"Concentrate."

Zi Yi said, "People who practice Taoism should be calm and reject all temptations."

Ye Kuang looked embarrassed. You dare to look up at this beautiful woman who has lived for countless years. She glanced at the nine characters on the rice paper, then picked up the pen and quickly wrote it out.

He felt that he was writing very well, but after he finished writing, he found that what he wrote was not the same text as what Zi Yi wrote, and it was a bit different.

"Respect the elders...I."

Ye Kuang looked at the inscription he wrote, with a puzzled look on his face. "Why is this happening? I clearly remember the form of these words in my mind. I wrote them according to my memory, but why did they change when they were written? It seems that they are not the same words as you wrote."

Ziyi took the rice paper on the stone table, picked it up and watched it carefully, with a solemn look on her beautiful face.

After looking at it for about three minutes, she threw the rice paper in her hand aside, picked up a piece of paper and handed it over, and said, "Don't be impatient, look at these nine inscriptions, relax, think carefully, and think carefully, and write down what you think in your mind."

Ye Kuang did as he did.

He looked at the nine inscriptions and became fascinated as he looked.

In his pupils, nine words were changing in an instant, and there were several changes every second. Ye Kuang was dazzled. Finally, he closed his eyes and carefully recalled the changed words.

Thousands of words manifested in his mind, and the complex words slowly disappeared, leaving only the nine simplest words, and the nine words were frozen in his mind, and he wrote them out without hesitation.

He wrote with his eyes closed and did not open his eyes until he finished writing.

After opening his eyes, he looked at the rice paper on the table and the inscription he wrote, looking surprised; "This is exactly the same."

Zi Yi nodded slightly with a satisfied smile on her face, "Well, it's very good, it's really talented. I've booked your disciple. I'll teach you the supreme alchemy path. In the future, there will definitely be an excellent alchemist in this world."

Ziyi was quite satisfied with Ye Kuang's performance. Lin Yi also learned these nine inscriptions when she was learning the way of alchemy with her, but it took a month to write it out, but Ye Kuang only took a while.

Ye Kuang glanced at Ziyi.

She is full of purple and beautiful, and anyone will be moved when they see it.

He is no exception.

He looked embarrassed and couldn't help saying, "Can you, can you not become a disciple?"

Zi Yi was stunned, with a puzzled look on her face. "You have to think clearly that I have not taken any disciples over the years. This is your opportunity. If you practice hard, you will definitely become an eternal alchemist in the future. I don't think you know how helpful the alchemist is to practitioners."

Ye Kuang naturally knew the importance of elixirs.

Pills can assist in cultivation, allow cultivators to break through, and restore true qi, and even the heaven-defying pills can bring about the dead.

He glanced at Ziyi and murmured in his heart, "You are so beautiful, I still want to chase you to be my wife. If you become my master, will I never have a chance?"

Ziyi seemed to be able to understand Ye Kuang’s thoughts and laughed out loud.

The smile that bloomed in an instant was like a flower that suddenly bloomed, so wonderful and charming.

She stretched out her delicate hand and pointed it on Ye Kuang's forehead, "How can you think so? But it's not impossible. If you want to pursue me, you have to surpass me in alchemy."

Ye Kuang licked his dry lips and grinned at the place.

When he was a disciple of Yongle Palace, he had never seen the elders much. He thought that the elders were very strict. After contacting the elders during this period, he realized that they were easy to get along with and had no airs of respecting the elders at all.

He was not so restrained, completely letting go, revealing his essence, squinting his eyes and smiling, "This is what you said, don't regret it in the future."

Ziyi snorted coldly, "I, Ziyi, keep my word, but it depends on your ability. Now you are still focusing on learning the alchemy technique with me, otherwise you will have no chance at all."

Ye Kuang nodded vigorously, "I learn, I learn."

Zi Yi smiled with a conspiracy on her face; "That's right. Let me explain to you the next step of alchemy to give you some understanding of alchemy."
Chapter completed!