In fact, even Sister Qiao 'er never regarded herself as his master. After all, the Compendium of Flora was given to her by his father.
In her heart, she did not regard Ding Ning as a disciple at all, but as her own son. Therefore, she would not care who Ding Ning took as his disciple, let alone have any objection.
"Well, this is just a small benefit of joining the sect. There will be more benefits in the future."
Ding Ning found it funny that the three old men were as excited as children and experienced the changes of becoming a Martial Artist with novelty.
"Hey hey, Little Senior Brother, our lives will belong to the sect in the future. If you need anything, just tell us. We promise to sacrifice our lives and shed our blood for the sect. We will defend the dignity of the sect to the death."
Although Mr. Jiang was arrogant, as long as he was convinced, he was absolutely more obedient than anyone else. He knew that there was no such thing as a free lunch. Since Ding Ning took great pains to turn them into Martial Artists, he must have a purpose. Therefore, he took the initiative to express his attitude and was willing to call him Little Senior Brother.
"Yes, Little Senior Brother, just tell us if you need anything. I used to be tired after doing something, but now I feel that I can stay awake for 10 days or half a month."
Mr. Hu waved his fist with a smile, and his face was full of excitement.
"Indeed, I have never felt so comfortable in my life. I am more energetic than when I was young. Tut-tut, this is the feeling of being a Martial Artist. It's really amazing. Little Senior Brother, thanks to your grace of rebirth, you can tell us anything in the future. I promise we won't go west if you ask us to beat a dog."
Mr. Zhang was in high spirits and amazed, and he did not forget to pat his chest to show his loyalty.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem!"
Ding Ning did not know whether to laugh or cry because of their attitude. He waved his hands and said, "Three Junior Brothers, I asked you to become Martial Artists, not to fight. It is more to promote our traditional medicine, carry forward traditional Chinese medicine, and cultivate more talents of traditional Chinese medicine for Shenzhou."
"But excellent traditional Chinese medicine practitioners must be Martial Artists. We can't ask Little Senior Brother to turn a good seedling into a Martial Artist, right?"
Mr. Hu frowned and said awkwardly.
Although it seemed easy for Ding Ning to turn them into warriors, they knew in their hearts that it was impossible for Ding Ning to not pay any price for such a heaven-defying act. He was only pretending to be relaxed because he was afraid that they would feel uneasy.
In reality, Ding Ning did have it easy, but he did pay a certain price. Even if the price was insignificant to him, and it was only a little energy from over a hundred star cores, it was still a loss.
He was very satisfied with the attitude of his three "old junior brothers". At least, they were people who knew how to be grateful, unlike some greedy people who not only did not feel grateful after getting something, but also wanted to ask for more.
Mr. Hu's words represented the attitude of the three of them and also showed their position. Even if they hoped to carry forward traditional Chinese medicine, they should first consider the problem from Ding Ning's point of view. This was a moral problem.
If it were someone with a bad moral character, he might stand on the moral high ground, in the name of promoting traditional Chinese medicine and making it flourish, and force Ding Ning to desperately make more warriors.
"I have the ability to make warriors, but it doesn't mean that I don't need to pay any price. Of course, within the scope of my ability, I can make a limited number of warriors. At present, I will tentatively make ten candidates every year, and you will be responsible for the examination of these ten candidates."
Ding Ning did them a big favor without batting an eyelid. When the three old men were pleasantly surprised, he put on a serious face and said, "But I have to tell you the ugly truth first. You can't recommend me to turn them into martial artists. I will never consider people with bad moral standing, medical ethics, or selfish motives. Moreover, even if these ten candidates pass my inspection, I can't turn them into experts at the peak of the Real Martial Arts Realm like you. At most, I can turn them into martial artists. As for which realm they will become, it depends on the situation."
"That's right. Don't worry, Little Senior Brother. The moral character and medical ethics of the candidates must be the first priority."
Mr. Hu immediately expressed his position.
"Yes, the medical skills can be a little poor, but the moral character must be good. People without medical ethics, no matter how good their medical skills are, are not worth cultivating."
Mr. Zhang echoed, stroking the sparse beard under his chin.
"Shall we establish an examination standard and secretly examine many practitioners of traditional Chinese medicine? Only those who pass the examination have the hope to become warriors. Of course, the three of us are only responsible for the first level of examination. Finally, we will report the list of those who pass the examination standard to Little Senior Brother, and then Little Senior Brother will make the final decision."
Old Jiang was quite smart, so he made a suggestion very actively.
Mr. Hu and Mr. Zhang agreed very much, but they all looked at Ding Ning at the same time. Now their mentality had completely changed, and they followed Ding Ning's lead in everything.
"Okay, do as you see fit, but this matter must be kept confidential. I don't want to leak the news and be pestered by those people."
Ding Ning said indifferently. Anyway, the three old men's responsibility was to select good seedlings. Whether they could become warriors in the end, they had to pass his test.
"Don't worry, Little Senior Brother. We will definitely keep this matter to ourselves and never tell anyone."
The three old men hurriedly patted their chests and promised.
They could imagine what serious consequences would be caused once the news was leaked. The temptation of becoming a warrior was enough to make anyone crazy. They would swarm to Ding Ning regardless of their face and pester him.
Although Ding Ning would not be afraid, he would definitely be annoyed by them. He only needed to deal with them and did not need to do anything else.
After getting their guarantee, Ding Ning nodded with satisfaction and did them a big favor again. "You don't need to avoid family ties when selecting talents. We are brothers of the same sect. If there are any good seedlings among your descendants who meet the requirements, don't avoid them. You can recommend them to me. But as I said, whether they can become warriors in the end, they have to pass my test."
Shenzhou had always been a society of human kindness. When a man achieved the Tao, it was not uncommon for his followers and dogs to ascend to heaven. This was also human nature.
The three of them were absolutely his people now, and he did not mind helping their descendants. Only in this way could they follow him more unswervingly.
The eyes of the three old men brightened. People always had selfishness, and they were no exception. It was just that they were afraid that Ding Ning would have a bad opinion of them, so they were too embarrassed to mention it. They did not even dare to think about it in that way.
But now Ding Ning made it clear, which made them tempted. Nowadays, people were relatives separated by generations. Who didn't have a favorite grandson?
Of course, they were not fools. Since Ding Ning said so, he must have his own assessment method. Those unreliable grandchildren would definitely not have a chance. They could only choose the more outstanding children with good character to try their luck.
If they got it, they would be lucky. If they lost, they would be doomed. Finally, there was hope. Even if they did not succeed, there was nothing to regret. It could only be said that they did not have the fate.
"There are ten places every year. The three of you can recommend one outstanding disciple of your family every year. Is this okay?"
Ding Ning thought for a while. He was worried that the three old men would be more greedy under his suggestion, so he still limited the number of places. Otherwise, if they occupied ten places every year, it would be too unfair to other practitioners of traditional Chinese medicine.
"No problem, absolutely no problem. This is the most reasonable way."
The three old men nodded hurriedly. They were very satisfied that they could recommend one of their own children every year. After all, only by doing this could the prosperity of the family be guaranteed.
"Also, I am not a charity. You must get something back for your efforts. These outstanding talents who pass the assessment to become Warriors must sign a work contract of no less than ten years with the traditional medical school I am preparing to set up. Is there any problem?"
Ding Ning continued to put out his conditions.
"No problem. It is their good fortune to work for Little Senior Brother."
The three old men expressed their position without hesitation. What a joke. Little Senior Brother could even make Warriors in minutes. There was a bright future to follow such a person. Only a fool would not do it.
What was more, they already knew that after becoming a Warrior, their lifespan would be increased correspondingly. Those in the Sky Martial Arts Realm could at least live to 120 years old. A mere ten years was nothing.
It should be known that with the destruction of the natural environment, the living environment of human beings became more and more harsh. The average life expectancy of ordinary people was only 70 or 80 years old.
They were all old doctors of traditional Chinese medicine and usually paid great attention to health. Only at this age could they still be energetic and lively.
Generally, when people reached this age, even if they could still live, they would be plagued with all kinds of diseases, such as high blood pressure, diabetes, or Alzheimer's disease.
Therefore, 120 years old might not be a big deal for Warriors with profound cultivation, but for ordinary people, it was definitely a long life that they could only hope for.
What was more, they were strong practitioners in the Real Martial Arts Realm. If there were no accidents, it was easy for them to live to 150 years old. For the elderly, there was nothing more miserable than the death of their living children and grandchildren.
Now, Ding Ning gave them a chance, a chance for their children and grandchildren to live a long life. Moreover, there was a quota every year. How could they not be ecstatic?
"Well, it's settled. Now, I will teach you — alchemy skills on behalf of my master."
Ding Ning's words were so earth-shattering that the three old men were shocked. They immediately stopped smiling and stood up straight like primary school students. They listened seriously with solemn expressions, but their hearts were in turmoil, and they could not calm down for a long time.
This was the legendary alchemy skills. They did not dare to think about it before. But now, they had become Warriors and had the basic conditions for alchemy. How could they not treat it seriously?
"To refine elixirs, you must have elixir prescriptions first. Every elixir prescription is the product of the most reasonable and scientific comprehensive combination of medicinal properties after the ancient doctors explored and summarized countless times of failure. It can be said that it is the condensation of all the wisdom and sweat of the ancient doctors …"
Once Ding Ning began to talk, he seemed to be a different person. He was full of confidence and eloquently talked about the origin of the elixir prescription.
The three old men listened attentively like children who were thirsty for knowledge. For fear of missing something, they found a pen and paper and took notes seriously.
"The conventional method of alchemy is usually divided into a few steps: herb selection, purification, sealing, quenching, condensing, and collecting. I'll start with herb selection. Perhaps in the eyes of many people, herb selection is just a matter of gathering all the herbs according to the names of the herbs listed in the recipe. But in reality, this method is wrong, and it's a big mistake …"
Ding Ning's body language was very rich, and he had the demeanor of a teacher. He waved his hand hard to increase the persuasiveness of his words.
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