"Hey, hey, hey......" Brother Hua scratched his head and said honestly: "These are all the credit of Duan Xiao, I just helped to fight." "After having the two of them as role models.

Those who picked three or five flowers in the back originally felt that they were superior, and they immediately became shorter.

Compared with the people who have more than 30 plants left as soon as they shoot, they don't even pick a fraction of what they pick, where are they embarrassed to show off their power here?

After the first level is officially over, the guide pulls the list from the booklet.

Squint and count.

There are 31 good guys, which is a lot less than they guessed.

In the final analysis, the reason for this is probably the dark horse that went out and killed unintentionally.

Duan Xiao!

After all, the number of dark agarwood is limited, and others have only picked one or two agarwood, three or five are considered good, and the best results are only seven, but this guy is good enough to pull Brother Hua and the two of them together to nearly seventy, and they are about to catch up with the others combined.

Facing the scrutinizing eyes cast by the black robe, who knew that Duan Xiao didn't shy away at all, but instead raised his smile and smiled.

In fact, the black robe still has a certain status in Buddhism, even if he has been in Buddhism for a few years, he doesn't dare to dictate his eyes like this.

Buddhism has strict precepts and an almost harsh hierarchy, which is disrespectful!

Should he say that Duan Xiao's newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, or is this guy a real tiger?

But anyway, among this batch of medicine men, this guy should be regarded as the best dark horse, right?

If you really have the opportunity to enter the Buddha Gate, just with this temperament, I'm afraid you won't live long.

The black robe sighed secretly in his heart, although he had only met a few times, he could see that Duan Xiao had a cheerful and informal personality.

Such people will definitely be able to mix chic in other places, but unfortunately Buddhism can't accommodate this kind of person.

"There are only 31 people who have passed the first level this time to obtain the dark herd agarwood, which is nearly half less than the pass rate in previous years!!" The black-robed man's voice was slightly low, and everyone almost straightened their ears to listen to him. No one dares to underestimate it.

"Those who have passed the first level will follow the guide to the second level, and the rest of the people will disperse!" the black-robed man finished speaking, holding the delicate tray in his hand and not wanting to look at it more.

But the guide hurriedly chased after him, and asked with a smile:

"I guess 50, you guess 60, and the result is only 31, how do you say this account is calculated?"

"Since we both lost, we naturally don't need to count it anymore. The black robe snorted coldly and quickened his pace.

This old thing wants to pay off!

How could the guide let him go away like this, and immediately chased after him:

"That doesn't mean it. It's normal to guess inaccurately, so whoever guesses closer will be considered the winner. The old donkey, you owe me a good old bamboo leaf green. ”

"Hmph!" just lost a good bamboo leaf in the altar, and the black robe's heart was extremely unbalanced.

You must know that Buddhism is forbidden to drink, and he is a good winemaker, I don't know how much risk it is to raise a few jars of bamboo leaves, but this guy said that if he wants to go to one altar, he will go to one altar.

All this is to blame on the Duan Xiao who didn't know where to jump out, he didn't understand the rules at all, and he didn't know how to leave a little chance for others, so he took it all by himself.

What's the use of picking so many plants in one person?

Turning his head to see those who hadn't picked the dark herd agarwood and were unwilling to leave and had been hovering there, the black robe said:

"If you want to blame it, blame the one who picked the most!

After speaking, the robe was flicked, and the tray flew away, and after a few afterimages, the person disappeared without a trace, completely disappearing at the end of the field of vision.

attracted a burst of envy.

The words left by the black cannon when he left completely made Duan Xiao the target of everyone.

Whether everyone passed or not, Duan Xiao's eyes looked like they were looking at the enemy who killed his father.

"Damn!" Duan Xiao didn't plan to come out this time, he just wanted to find Xuanyuan Xin and steal the Flame Cold Ice, but he didn't want to be remembered before he entered the gate of Buddhism.

Unexpectedly, this was heard by the guide, and he slapped Duan Xiao on the back of the head: "What nonsense?!"

"That old donkey has taken a fancy to you and wants to polish you. ”

Of course, there is also a little bit of caution to take revenge on Duan Xiao, after all, Duan Xiao caused him to lose a good bamboo leaf green on the altar.

But the black robe cherishes talents, if this is replaced by someone else, with his understanding of the black robe, he will never open this mouth.

It's a pity that these words didn't make Duan Xiao very happy, his face stretched longer, and he was about to catch up with Changbai Mountain.

muttered indistinctly: "Save it, I don't want to be remembered yet......"

"What are you talking about? You don't know how blessed you are, and being able to be looked at by the black robe is your great blessing. The guide blamed Duan Xiao for not knowing what to do.

Duan Xiao was originally relatively young, but the guide was already in his 30s, although he looked young, it was also due to the health regimen of Buddhism, in fact, he has been with us for more than 20 years.

completely regarded Duan Xiao as a junior disciple who had not yet started, and it was estimated that he would be able to faint directly after he knew Duan Xiao's true identity.

He actually hit the direct disciple of the Law Enforcement Elder?!

This kind of thing is enough for him to brag about for a lifetime, right?

But at this moment, the guide didn't know what a great thing he had done.

"Then thank you for taking care of the guide all the way. Duan Xiao said flattering words on his lips, but his face was still long.

The second level is to know medicine!

This is a must-take test every year.

Buddhism is a good doctor, and in the eyes of the outside world, it is a well-known medical holy place. In fact, he is the largest killer organization standing at the top of China.

It is said that how big the sun's rays are, then how big the shadow behind it is.

And the Buddha Gate is the sharpest scythe standing in the shadows.

However, the medical skills of Buddhism have never been a boast of deception and fame, let alone a deliberate cover-up. Buddhism does have a lineage of anti-heaven medical skills.

Therefore, if you want to become a medicine person of Buddhism, it is the basic skill to recognize medicine and debate medicine.

All the people in Buddhism, even the sweeping monks who are in charge of sprinkling, are more or less proficient in pharmacology.

No matter who you are, you have the ability to do this.

This level is even less challenging for Duan Xiao.

Although he was not interested in studying medicine, and he was not as proficient in it as Xuanyuan Sin, there was nothing he did not know about medicinal materials.

After all, the enlightenment books for literacy when he was a child were all kinds of pharmacology that was difficult to understand.

A group of people followed the guide and soon came to a mountainside.

The playing field was built on top of it.

Those who pass the first level have a table and a chair in front of each person.

All they have to do is to identify all the herbs in front of them within the specified time, and clearly write down the pharmacology and medicinal properties of each herb.

"The rules of the game, I think everyone knows it. Now I declare the competition open. The game was only half an hour away, so everyone hurried. The guide looked up at his watch. Very lax announcement.

They've only just climbed halfway up the mountain, and they're not ready for anything.

This is the beginning, too hasty, right?

Duan Xiao walked to his place.

On the table are common Chinese medicines such as licorice, atractylodes, astragalus, red peony angelica, and raw land.

There are also some relatively rare star anise, alder, honey locust, fir, and sheep's ear garlic. These medicinal materials are almost endangered, and there are several Duan Xiao who have only seen their pictures in books or on the computer, thinking of this, Duan Xiao couldn't help but sigh again at the handwriting of Buddhism.

There are nearly 20 kinds of medicinal herbs on everyone's table, and the medicinal herbs on everyone's table are different.

It's like saying that Brother Hua next to him, the medicinal materials on the table are all ordinary and ordinary medicinal materials, and there is nothing special and expensive.

Brother Hua has already started to write, the exam questions on his desk are not too difficult, what he writes is the head of the way, and he can catch it.

It's just that he inadvertently glanced at the things on Duan Xiao's table, and there were at least five or six of them that he had never seen before.

While secretly feeling a little happy in his heart, he felt a little sorry for Duan Xiao.

The exam questions on Duan Xiao's desk were obviously more than one grade more difficult than him.

However, looking at the appearance of Duan Xiaofen's writing, he could only pray secretly, maybe the family was lucky, and maybe he really knew it.

Half an hour is a short time.

The guide only yawned a few times, and the exam was already coming to an end.

Some people have already put down their pens, and some people are still scratching their ears and cheeks in their seats.

However, the knowledge of pharmacology has always been dead, and there is no fluke mentality.

Not to mention the possibility of opportunistic shortcuts, what is right is right, and what is wrong is wrong.

"The exam is over! The guide waved his hand.

As a result, there were still people in the back who wanted to secretly add a few more strokes while others were not paying attention.

I was caught by the guide.

"You're knocked!"

"Huh? no...... No...... I won't write it. The person named looked panicked, he just secretly licked a few strokes, and he was about to be eliminated directly.

"I repeat, Buddhism has strict rules, it's not that when you used to be in school and did whatever I wanted, if you didn't follow the rules, you should be eliminated. The guide said these words not just to a specific person, but to give a wake-up call to all who were present.

"I don't know, I don't dare anymore!"

"This is the Buddha Gate! If you make a mistake, you should pay the price, and messing around is the most useless means! Give him to me and go down the mountain. ”

In the eyes of everyone, the guide who was quite mild-tempered actually had such a side, and he was so frightened that he immediately stopped silent, and he had a further understanding of the rules of Buddhism.

The guide is killing chickens and monkeys, and the person who was driven down the mountain is a lesson from the past.

The people in the back are much more honest.

One by one, they obediently handed over the things in their hands, whether they were finished or unwritten.