The crowd made Jun Wuxie's brows furrow slightly, and after breaking through the orange spirit, her five senses were also enhanced, and those mocking words fell into her ears word for word, but she didn't react at all.

With ants, why talk nonsense?

Because there are too many people worshipping the mountain, if they are assessed one by one, I am afraid that it will not be solved in ten days and half a month, so the Tilting Cloud Sect has prepared the first assessment standard for all those who come to worship the mountain.

It is also the most basic, medicine literacy.

Halfway up the Yunshan Mountain, hundreds of long tables were lined up on both sides of the avenue, and a pile of weeds was stacked messily on each table, and every person passing by had five minutes to choose, and they needed to pick out the kind of herbs given by the Tilting Cloud Sect from a pile of herbs within five minutes.

It's not difficult to identify herbs, but if hundreds of herbs are mixed together, the effect is completely different.

The herbs stacked on the table knew at a glance that they had just been picked, and many of the roots were still stained with fresh soil, and almost none of these herbs were intact, as if they had been picked roughly, and most of them were incomplete, which made many confident people dumbfounded.

Identifying herbs initially relied on the appearance of herbs, which had been destroyed beyond recognition, so how could they find them?

This seems to be a simple first assessment, but it has left many people helpless.

A teenager, even if he comes from a medical family and has been exposed to herbs since childhood, it is impossible to remember all the herbs clearly, let alone those fragments that only retain a little bit of their properties.

The young men who were full of ambition wept in front of the pile of herbs, eager to rush in and look for them one by one, but the time given by the Tilting Cloud Sect was minimal.

Jun Wuxian walked unhurriedly to a table where herbs were placed, and when she reached the halfway point of the mountain, a disciple of the Tilting Cloud Sect handed her the name tag of the herb she needed to find.

Grass hunting.

A very common herb that looks no different from ordinary weeds, and several teenagers who came up from Jun Wuxie's group also received the same task, and when they saw the name of Xuncao, their faces were replaced by sadness.

"How can people find this?" The young man with a sad face was eager to see through the name tag with Xuncao in his hand.

While others were still looking around like headless flies, Jun Wuxian picked up a half-cut herb that was only the length of his little finger from the edge of the table that swept by, and walked forward without stopping for a moment.

The few teenagers who followed her suddenly saw that Jun Wuxian had actually selected the herbs and wanted to leave, and the faces of the two turned pale in an instant.

Jun Wuxian hadn't taken a few steps before she was attacked by two teenagers in front of her, she looked up and frowned at each other, and found that these two teenagers were the sons and daughters who were disdainful of her at the bottom of the mountain.

"Get out of the way." Jun Wuxian said coldly.

But the two of them didn't have the slightest intention of letting Jun Wuxian leave, their eyes were fixed on the herbs in Jun Wuxie's hands, even though they were only half-cut, but they could still see that what Jun Wuxie was in his hands was the real herb.

How the hell did this little imp do it? The name tag they got at the same time, but in the blink of an eye, they hadn't figured it out yet, and this little ghost didn't even think about it, so he picked out a grass hunt casually?