102 Not Very Smart
Feng Chen asked, Then why are you trembling with anger!
You little brat, shut up. I'm just excited, understand?
Third Elder turned around and smiled kindly at the little packrat.
To think he was able able to smell the scent of that medicinal pill from such a distance; it would be a pity for a child with such a sensitive sense of smell not to learn alchemy.
It had been a long time since their Miracle Doctor Sect had received a talented disciple.
During this sect meeting, he did not find any good seedlings that caught his eye.
He was definitely going to recruit this baby!
However, he had to test this child's sense of smell again to avoid making a mistake.
Do you want to play a game with me, doll?
I don't.
Bun didn't like to play games, so he decisively rejected his suggestion.
Feng Chen was also stunned. Master, aren't you busy refining pills? Why do you have time to play with the children!
Third Elder slapped his arm. What do you know! Master has discovered an extremely talented seedling.
Alchemy was not as important as this rare good seedling!
However, this child's bloodline was a little unsatisfactory. He was actually Mo Beiyuan's child.
A good seedling? Who are you talking about? Bun? Does he have the talent to study medicine?
Feng Chen knew his master's criteria for taking in a disciple were harsh. Usually, it was others who came to beg him to be their master. He had never seen the old man want to take someone else as his disciple.
Therefore, when Bun wanted to learn alchemy, Feng Chen planned to teach him himself. He did not plan to let him join the Miracle Doctor Sect. However, at this moment, his master actually said that this little packrat was talented.
Wait, did Master want to take this little packrat as his disciple? If his master accepted Bun, Bun would be his junior brother.
Then wouldn't Ah Yuan be a generation higher than him in seniority?
From a brother to an elder?
No, Master, don't snatch my disciple! He's already prepared to take me as his master!
Bun blinked his big eyes and did not refute Feng Chen's words. He only asked him, Uncle Feng Chen, your Miracle Doctor Sect doesn't seem to be smart at all. Are you really very powerful?
Feng Chen was also dumbfounded.
The young disciples of the Miracle Doctor Sect were speechless.
Even Third Elder was stunned.
Did their Miracle Doctor Sect look stupid?
So, who did something stupid to make this child think that the people from the Miracle Doctor's Sect were stupid?
The young disciple who had pretended a useless medicinal pill was candy had clearly become everyone's target.
Third Elder smiled and said, One or two of them are indeed not very smart.
Little did he know that in Bun's heart, he also belonged to one or two of them who were not very smart.
Bun was a little bored sitting there, so he looked up and urged Feng Chen, Uncle Feng Chen, are your pills ready?
Feng Chen said, Do you think it's so easy to refine pills? I have to prepare the herbs first and concoct them before putting them in the pill furnace according to the ratio. There can't be any mistakes during the refinement. Otherwise, I might fail.
After saying that, he didn't forget to teach little Bun. Do you know what this tells us?
Nun nodded seriously, indicating that he understood. This tells me that Uncle Feng Chen is very slow in refining pills and will fail. I can't learn from you.
Feng Chen was stunned.
Why little Bun talk like this?
The disciples of the Miracle Doctor Sect at the side almost choked with laughter.
One had to know that Senior Brother Feng Chen and Martial Uncle were the most talented disciples in their Miracle Doctor Sect.
Now, they were actually looked down upon by a little child. It was simply too interesting.
Feng Chen was so angry that he laughed.
He also wanted to see this three-and-half-year-old boy's talent.
Bun, would you like to play a game? Don't you like crystals? Let's use crystals as chips to play a game. How about that?