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He was a little excited in his heart, originally he was ready to fail, but he didn't expect that this temporary person was still a bit powerful.

His gaze was inquiring, as if to see through Wonmer and dig into the depths of her heart.

Immer was engrossed in using this new method, which seemed to open up a new world for her.

The thoughts of her previous life always imprisoned her head, making her subconsciously use her hands to sort medicinal herbs, and forget the great usefulness of spiritual power.

This new world is so peculiar, the door has just given her a crack in the door, but it has made her see something different.

Her heart was completely immersed in it, as if she had seen something beautiful and different.

It's so perfect, so colorful.

Her divine consciousness is like her eyes, ears and nose, which are more sensitive than her eyes, ears and nose, and everything is directly reflected in her mind, even if she closes her eyes, she can still feel the details of every medicinal herb.

You can feel their roots, their shape, their scent, and even the wind that slowly drifts past them.

The spiritual power overflowing from the tips of her fingers was like her hands, caressing the medicinal herbs, and without any strength, she picked up the medicinal herbs.

Wen Mo couldn't help but close his eyes, feeling the world completely with his divine sense.

Some of her divine consciousness was still using her spiritual power to quickly sort the medicinal herbs, but most of her divine consciousness was quietly floating away with the wind, swirling in the sky.

Everything in the arena is in full view.

It was as if she had opened the perspective of God, looking down at all this from the air, and the wind of the spirit drifted past her, and she felt like a cloud, fluttering away.

She flew out into the arena, sunny but not scorching.

There were some stalls outside the arena, neatly organized.

In each of the pavilions there was one or two people sitting, talking boredly and playing with the small goods in their stalls.

Wen Mo looked at it curiously for a while, the goods here were still quite interesting.

She didn't look closely at it when she came, but now it seems that it is somewhat similar to the old bazaar, with some knick-knacks, some rouge gouache, handkerchiefs, and more steaming snacks.

Wen Mo took a breath, and the aroma came to her nose, and the fragrance made her a little hungry.

She thought it was funny, and she flipped another heel bucket in the air, but she didn't feel anything after the flip, it was light.

She was about to float higher and look up at the clouds when a voice buzzed in her head, "Come back!" ”

Wen Mo came back to his senses at once, and all his consciousness returned to his body.

The herbs controlled by another part of the divine consciousness fell to the ground.

The audience sighed, "Hey! It's just a little bit there! What a pity! ”

"Isn't it?"

"Are you stupid? If he wins, won't we lose our money? ”

"Oh...... Oh yes too......"

……

Wen Mo looked up blankly, a little puzzled in his heart: what happened? She seemed to remember that she was floating......

She looked left and right, and when she saw Xiang Cong's ugly face, she instantly sobered up.

Yikes! Am I still playing?

As soon as she turned her head, time was gone, and the medicinal herbs on her side had not yet been sorted, and only six plants were left on the ground.

On the opposite side, Qinglan's table had all the medicinal materials neatly arranged.

Alchemist Liao Shanqiao walked up to the stage, stood in the middle, looked symbolically at both sides, and announced: "In the first game, Qinglan wins!" ”

Wen Mo lowered his head and communicated with Mu Tian in his heart: "Teacher, what happened just now?" ”

She seems to have just flown up, could it be that she fell asleep and dreamed?

Mu Tian replied, "You just wandered away. ”

"Huh?" Wen Mo stared blankly, but fortunately she lowered her head, and the people around her couldn't see her expression clearly, otherwise they would have thought that she would have gone crazy after losing.

"Teacher, you're not kidding, are you? iQue ...... "I was puzzled, she wasn't the kind of person who deserted in class, and it was impossible for her to travel outside the world at such a critical time!"

"A fugue is when most of your consciousness leaves your body and flies outside of your realm. Some people also refer to this as an epiphany. You can feel your own shackles. Mu Tian explained.

"Epiphany?" Wimmer understood in an instant.

Did she just have an epiphany?

She hurriedly used her spiritual power to feel her body, and found that her strength that had not advanced an inch before had risen a little, and the shackles that hindered her strength had actually appeared a little crack.

She happily withdrew her spiritual power, and found that the alchemist Liao Shanqiao had been watching her.

"Uh...... Forehead...... What's wrong......" Winmer stammered a little as he looked at him.

She turned her head, did something happen?

Alchemist Liao Shanqiao raised his eyebrows slightly, and a trace of inquiry flashed in his heart.

This is the first person he has looked away. At first, he felt that this bearded man had solid basic skills, but his talent was limited, and he was definitely going to lose.

And he also heard that in order to fight the young master of the Xiang family, the young master of the Wei family had an accident with the apprentices who were more outstanding in the Qiqian Medicine Refining Workshop.

This bearded little boy is still a newcomer who has just been recruited for a few months, and his strength is average.

I didn't expect his basic skills to be so solid, and he seemed to understand something halfway, and his speed suddenly became faster.

He didn't know that Wen Mo hadn't learned to use his spiritual power to telefetch things before.

Liao Shanqiao was very optimistic about Wen Mo's later performance, and even reversed her initial conclusion, thinking that she would win, but she actually lost.

"Do you need a break?" Liao Shanqiao asked Wen Mo, with a light attitude, and some of the appearance of a master.

"No, you don't." Wermer shook his head.

I just sorted the herbs, what is there to rest? She didn't understand.

She looked at Qinglan opposite, obviously it was not yet a harsh summer, and Wulian Town was not a hot area, but the sweat on Qinglan's forehead was flowing down like a stream.

Wen Mo didn't know how much pressure he put on Qinglan at the end.

Although most of her divine consciousness flew away, the divine consciousness that remained was constantly accelerating, and the more she went to the back, the more tacit she cooperated.

In the eyes of outsiders, the spiritual power in Wen Mo's hands was like a filament, turning dexterously in her hands.

When the speed became fast, those light white spiritual power filaments soared and flipped in the air, leaving behind lines of light and shadow, like fluttering ribbons.

Qing Lan was a little overwhelmed by her, and while speeding up her speed, she increased the output of spiritual power, controlling more medicinal materials at once, and barely caught up with Wen Mo's speed.

When Wen Mo was wandering in the world, it seemed that only a few dozen seconds had passed, but in fact, he had spent a stick of incense.

During this pillar of incense, Wen Mo had an epiphany, and the speed of sorting medicinal materials was faster. If it hadn't been interrupted, she would have put the last few herbs in first.