I tossed with the hairball for a long time, and I had to catch up with the afternoon game.

After arriving, the place where the desks were placed in the classroom had been replaced by an open space.

He looked at the people who had already arrived, and took the medicine stove out of the storage belt and set it in front of him.

At the front of the classroom is a medicine basket, filled with all kinds of spirit plants.

Each person will be given a piece of paper with the name of the elixir they need to refine. The participating disciples can step forward in turn to retrieve the spirit plants they need.

In order to avoid talking to each other afterwards, one person can only go up and pick it up once. If you don't remember which spirit strains you need, you'll have to sigh bad luck.

After taking a look at the piece of paper, and after retrieving the spirit plant to be used, he skillfully handled the spirit plant, put it into a small and a half stove, and after a while, put in the rest.

After that, you just need to control the temperature of the fire, which is a little boring. Holding a small fan in one hand and fanning the fire, he couldn't help but look around.

Most of the disciples in the classroom operated well, and there were a few scratches on their ears and cheeks, and they didn't even pick up the spirit plant.

I guess I encountered an unfamiliar pill.

The afterglow suddenly swept out of the window, shaded by green trees, and there were pavilions not far away, a white thing I don't know what it was, getting closer and closer, and after a few breaths, it came to the outside of the classroom.

Then he and the comer looked at each other.

My eyes widened, it was actually Master??

Yang Xianchang, who was supervising the game, looked outside, was shocked, and hurriedly stood up and walked out.

Feng Jun doesn't come to take care of the sect's affairs on weekdays, but this time, I'm afraid there is nothing important to say.

Zhang Xianchang was a little nervous, and asked respectfully, "Dare to ask Feng Jun to come ......?"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Qihan only waved his hand and said, "It's okay, you just do yours, I'll just take a look." ”

What are you looking at? Zhang Xian grew up and was taken aback, could it be that medical cultivation would become a key training object in the future? Actually, Feng Jun came to see them compete? No, isn't Feng Jun a sword cultivator?

Zhang Xianchang returned to the bookcase with a question mark, but at this time he was restless, like sitting on pins and needles.

After all, there is a big Buddha watching outside, and you can't be nervous.

Feng Qihan looked at the little apprentice who was kneeling obediently in front of the medicine stove, and there was a little more smile in his eyes. I heard that today is the competition in the courtyard, and after practicing all morning, my heart is not quiet, and it is useless to cultivate, so I came to see it in the afternoon.

While shaking the small fan, he retracted his gaze, a little nervous.

It feels like being stared at by the invigilator during the exam.

But the gaze outside the window continued, as if it were clinging to her.

My heart fluttered and jumped, a little helpless, seeing that the fire of the stove was not enough, I woke up as if I had just woken up from a dream, and shook the fan in my hand.

Feng Qihan only thought it was funny. The little apprentice's discomfort was too obvious, and he felt it through the window. So his fingers gathered a spiritual power to protect the fire in the furnace to keep it burning steadily.

The tongue of fire brushed up, more standard than the fire she controlled, and she was puzzled, so her master came here for this?

When I looked up, the window was empty.

handed over the practiced pills, and soon moved on to the next game.

This one has no experience.

Only those disciples who started early will learn the spirit of medicine. This can only be done on the basis of a certain amount of spiritual power. Most of the disciples who have just started to get started need to induce qi into the body from scratch, not to mention the medical spirit that is above them.

I thought I didn't have spiritual power, so I didn't look at that part of my mind.

The competition props were brought up, and they were several pots of spirit plants.

However, the leaves are yellowed and withered, and the branches and leaves are weak, apparently dying.

She also thought that it would be a cure for a person, no matter how bad it was, it would have to be an animal, who would have thought that she would have to face a few pots of spirit plants.

A disciple volunteered to step forward, gathered spiritual power at his fingertips, and slowly approached the pot of spiritual plants. A cloud of smoke rose from the spirit plant's body, and it turned from near-death to death--the smoke dispersed, leaving another scar on the already weak branch.

Yang Xian raised his eyebrows. The first time he invigilated the medical practice, he didn't know that the medical repair was also quite lethal.

Lin Hanshui frowned, stretched out his hand to brush the particularly miserable spirit plant, a gentle spiritual power slowly entered, the scars on the spirit plant were visibly healed with the naked eye, and the branches and leaves were also full of vitality.

Lin Hanshui held the pot of spirit plants that had been cured and put them aside, and Yang Xianchang exclaimed a little bit of Zhu Bi and recorded his achievements.

I thought silently in my heart, don't go against Zhang Xun's guy in the future, otherwise wouldn't it be possible for someone to accidentally send him directly to Xitian when he was healing?

He touched the spirit plant, tried to probe a trace of spiritual power, recalled a similar method, and under the silent thought in his heart, the leaves of the spirit plant under his hand turned green one by one.

It's just that the effect is not as significant as Lin Hanshui's, and Yang Xianchang wrote down the results of several disciples who had moved towards Lingzhu.

The results were divided into excellent and medium according to the degree of recovery of the spirit plant.

The disciples finished testing one after another, and the spirit strains all returned to their normal appearance. I thought to myself, I'm afraid that I didn't take advantage of the medical cultivation exam to sort out the withered spirit plants by the way, right?

The restored spirit plant was brought back to Zhang Xun's backyard, and it was full of vitality and health.

Except for a few spirit strains that were killed by mistake. Overall satisfactory.

Zhang Xun nodded, and continued to mark the test papers that the disciples had taken in the morning with satisfaction.

Suddenly, his brows furrowed, and the red pen under his hand hit a red cross fiercely.

"How many times have I talked about this knowledge point, and there are still people who are wrong! When the league is over, I have to let everyone who mistakes this question copy it a hundred times!" Zhang Xun said angrily.

The list of qualified candidates will be announced that night, and those who can participate in the finals will be instructed to arrive at the arranged venue at the appointed time from the next day.

And for the contestants, it is at this point that the real assessment begins.

I was still quite surprised to hear my name, because the last game didn't feel very good.

After thinking about it, it may be that the comprehensive score is okay, so it is still the top category.

The request was to meet in Merlin the next morning.

But the competition system is not very clear, and I plan to ask my senior brother.

I went around on the road for a long time and got lost several times, and finally found Luobei'an's residence.

With tears in his eyes, he knocked on the door of the courtyard.

Luo Bei'an was stunned for a moment, then opened the door and let her in.

I saw a tear on his shoulder, as if it had been cut by a sharp weapon, and it was stained with dark red blood.

"Senior brother, are you injured?"

Luo Bei'an smiled, "When I competed today, I accidentally got it." ”

"Then don't you bandage it?" said with a frown, "The finals are coming up tomorrow, do you want to compete like this?"

She was very displeased, and the little girl's good-looking eyebrows were furrowed, and her eyes stared at him without blinking.

Luo Bei'an was stunned for a moment, and said dumbly, "Senior sister, don't be angry, I'll bandage it." ”