It's very rare for an ancient doctor to be able to master both acupuncture techniques and pills. Often, they're only good at one.
Of course, genius ancient doctors are good at both. Meng Qingxue is one, and so is Lin Qingjia.
It's just that this kind of ancient doctor is too rare.
Godly Doctor Gu himself is good at acupuncture techniques. Of course, he's not bad at refining either, but he hasn't reached the pinnacle.
"To be accepted as a disciple by Godly Doctor Gu, it's really her honor," the manager says, "She'll definitely come."
How many ancient doctors want to enter Tian Yi Men, but they're blocked outside?
What's more, Godly Doctor Gu is a second generation disciple of Tian Yi Men.
Those of the same generation as him either already have a disciple, or they basically don't come out anymore.
For an ancient doctor of this level, only the ancestors of ancient martial clans can invite him.
Even Lin Jinyun can't invite Godly Doctor Gu.
The manager also didn't expect that a fourth rank member of Danmeng would be chosen by Godly Doctor Gu.
Godly Doctor Gu reservedly: "Naturally."
"Then I'll go reply to Danmeng," the manager puts away Ying Zijin's identity information, "Have her come to Tian Yi Men as soon as possible."
"Go, oh, right, there's more." Godly Doctor Gu is neither salty nor light, "If this baby girl worships under my tutelage, she can withdraw from Danmeng. She won't have that kind of time."
One of Tian Yi Men's inherited acupuncture techniques, the Ghost Thirteen Needles. Even he has studied it for twenty years.
Some ancient doctors have long lives, some have short lives.
He knows of several long-lived ancient doctors. One is his master Yu Xuan, who's already 150 years old this year.
And Tian Yi Men's ancestor Fu Xi is estimated to be almost 300 years old. He can compete with the ancestors of ancient martial clans.
But there are even more short-lived ancient doctors, especially Family Meng.
Of course Godly Doctor Gu knows about Meng Qingxue, but he hasn't paid much attention to her.
According to his estimates, it's already a miracle for Meng Qingxue to live past 30 years old.
A true genius is still only Lin Qingjia.
He doesn't know if this Ying Zijin can compare to Lin Qingjia.
**
Danmeng.
Hall master Li receives the manager's reply.
He had naturally heard of Godly Doctor Gu's illustrious name, but he didn't expect Godly Doctor Gu to make Ying Zijin withdraw from Danmeng.
Hall Master Li was at a loss.
Danmeng was only a Pharmacist Alliance, unlike Tian Yi Men. Withdrawing wouldn't have any consequences.
If you're expelled or take the initiative to leave Tian Yi Men, you'll have to return all of Tian Yi Men's secret arts, and cripple your own cultivation.
Hall Master Li thought for a long time and sent a WeChat message to Ying Zijin.
Now, he also felt that it was good to have high technology. There was no need for people to run errands.
The other hall masters were envious of how his phone had a signal and could go online, but he refused to tell them.
Ying Zijin: No, I'm not going.
[Ying Zijin]: You don't have to feel burdened, I never thought of going to Tian Yi Men in the first place.
Seeing the second sentence, Hall Master Li no longer tried to persuade him, and immediately passed on Ying Zijin's words word for word back to Tian Yi Men.
Godly Doctor Gu never expected that he would be the one to be rejected.
He was already prepared to properly teach Ying Zijin a lesson.
"At such a young age, she's so unrestrained and doesn't know how to be modest. She won't go far." Godly Doctor Gu's beard trembles, "She really thought I wanted to accept her."
"Godly Doctor Gu, don't be angry." The manager hurriedly opens his mouth, "It's her loss if she doesn't acknowledge you as her master."
If she doesn't enter Tian Yi Men, how can she learn the Ghost Sect's Thirteen Needles and Golden Needle Acupuncture Point?
These needle techniques, even the Family Meng doesn't have them.
"This old man needs to get angry with a silly little girl." Godly Doctor Gu coldly snorts, "It's up to her whether she wants to come or not."
He gets up and angrily walks out.
Coincidentally, he runs into Lin Qingjia's master, Qi Lao.
Qi Lao's face is puzzled: "Junior brother Gu, what's wrong with you?"
Godly Doctor Gu cares about his face, so he naturally doesn't mention the matter of him being rejected. Changing the topic: "Did master say when grandmaster will come out?"
Qi Lao shakes his head: "Even Fu Chen gongzi can't see grandmaster, let alone you and I."
Fu Xi is living in seclusion in the Fu family. If she doesn't come out, no one can find her.
"But there's something master told me a few days ago." Qi Lao ponders for a while, then opens his mouth, "He said grandmaster still has a master, and she's the true inheritor of Tian Yi Men."
Godly Doctor Gu stares blankly, losing his voice: "Grandmaster still has a master?"
"Shh, lower your voice. This kind of thing can't be spread outside." Qi Lao lowers his voice, "It's this grandmaster. The origin of all needle techniques and ancient medicine was created by her."
"I heard master say that grandmaster is currently looking for her master."
Godly Doctor Gu's beard trembles again, his voice trembling: "This grandmaster is still alive?"
"Who knows." Qi Lao sighs, "Creating ancient medicine, I really don't know what kind of amazing person the grandmaster is."
Godly Doctor Gu also nods in agreement.
What they need to learn, other people directly create, the difference isn't just a little big.
"Junior brother Gu, control your temper." Qi Lao says again, "I still have things to do, so I'll leave first."
Godly Doctor Gu's expression is somewhat ugly.
There are only him and Qi Lao in Yu Xuan's school.
But because he doesn't have a disciple, Qi Lao's status is higher than his.
Godly Doctor Gu clenches his teeth, deciding to lower his posture a bit and go to Danmeng.
**
On the other side, Imperial Capital University.
Although the New Year's holiday is approaching, this time just happens to be the university's exam month, so the library and study rooms are full.
Because Ying Zijin is in a very special department, her final exams are chosen by herself.
She chose a specialized course exam from each of the three major schools, automation, electronic information engineering, and biochemistry.
Ying Zijin tactfully refuses all exams related to the Chinese department.
She really doesn't want to write a single word more.
"Professor Zuo, three tickets for the New Year's Eve party A scene." Ying Zijin puts down the tickets, "I especially grabbed them for you."
She doesn't have many tickets for scene A, so after distributing them, only these three tickets are left.
Zuo Li is overjoyed: "Good, good, good, thank you so much. Mr Ying, I have —"
Ying Zijin leaves before Zuo Li asks to write her thesis.
Zuo Li: "…"
It's snowing outside, so she puts on her hat.
Her phone rings.
In just a few days, Hallmaster Li has already learned how to make WeChat calls.
"Miss Ying, Godly Doctor Gu came personally, he still wants to take you as his disciple." He considers, "He's right next to me, I'll give him the phone."
Godly Doctor Gu doesn't like to use high-tech products, but he still takes the phone from Hallmaster Li: "Little girl, let's both take a step back, you can still stay in Danmeng."
"Once you enter Tian Yi Men, you will be my only direct disciple. If you pass the exam, you will have the opportunity to see the founder, and …"
He doesn't finish his words.
"I'm not going, I'm not going." Miss Ying is very cold, "If you ask again, I'll blacklist you."
She hangs up.
Fu Yunshen is waiting for her at the university entrance. He didn't drive, so the two of them walk back under an umbrella.
Seeing her cold expression, he touches her head: "Yaoyao, what's wrong?"
"Someone wants to take me as his disciple." Ying Zijin doesn't hide it, yawning: "I refused, annoying."
With Godly Doctor Gu's medical skills, he still wants to teach her?
The more she learns, the more backward she gets.
Fu Yunshen doesn't ask anymore, his peach blossom eyes curved: "Our Yaoyao is so popular, there are people fighting over her every day."
"En –" Ying Zijin tilts her head, her tone is gentle: "Yours."
Fu Yunshen's fingers are slightly tense, his throat is a little hoarse.
This girl, she's starting again.
If this goes on, I really can't handle it.
**
After class at six o 'clock, Zuo Li happily takes the three tickets and goes home under the envious and jealous gazes of the professors.
His wife is also a fan of Qin Lingyu, their five-year-old son sometimes watches Shang Yaozhi movies with his wife.
After Zuo Li gave the three tickets to his wife, he went into the house, took out his phone, and contacted the International Physics Center.
Because Zuo Li's first published thesis was accepted by the International Physics Center when he was 20 years old, and then he published more than ten papers one after another, his achievement is not low, he has a special operator.
The call is quickly connected: "Hello, this is the International Physics Center, how can I help you?"
"Imperial Capital University, Department of Physics, I'm Zuo Li," Zuo Li said. "How is the progress of the thesis I sent over at the end of October?"
It has been two months, according to the progress, the final honorary title should not be out, but why is there no progress at all?
Logically speaking, by this time, the thesis should have at least been reviewed.
Before the final review, some matters should be discussed with him.
Zuo Li knows that Ying Zijin is going to die by letting her write the thesis, so he specially follows up on the thesis patent aspect.
"Thesis at the end of October?" The staff member turned on the computer and started to check, "Hello, please tell me the thesis number and the research field. “
Zuo Li frowned: "S-3019, Astrophysics."
A few minutes later, the staff member replied politely: "I'm sorry, Professor Zuo Li, the thesis you are inquiring about has not been reviewed, according to the regulations, we cannot reply. Do you have any other questions?"
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