Chapter VIII: The Wager
"Chen Wuchang, since you say that I am a useless waste, it seems that you can surpass me in any way, right?"
Ling Feng's high heart finally let go, and the current development of the situation was already under his control.
"Nonsense, apart from your appearance, you are slightly more handsome than Young Master Ben, which point is comparable to Young Master Ben?"
Chen Wuchang said angrily: "Young Master Ben advises you, Miss Bingyue is not something you can provoke, if you don't want to die so quickly, it's best to stay away from her, otherwise, your father Ling Zhongzheng may not be able to shelter you." ”
"There are at least a thousand kinds of spirit grasses in the hall on the first floor of the Danmeng, since you are so confident in yourself, then we know more herbs than anyone else, how about it?"
There was a hint of mockery on the corner of Ling Feng's mouth, and he did not respond positively to Chen Wuchang's provocation.
Although he was not born as an alchemist, if he said that the elixir species he saw and knew, in the entire Tianming City, and even in the Lan Country, he considered himself second, and no one dared to admit the first.
"Haha, Ling Feng, you frog at the bottom of the well, how can you know the vastness of heaven and earth, this is your own death, don't blame Young Master Ben's subordinates for being ruthless. ”
At this moment, Chen Wuchang almost thought that he had heard it wrong, and when he reacted, he chattered and sneered: "However, since it is a bet, it is more interesting to add some color." ”
"What do you want to bet on?"
Ling Feng pursed his lips and sneered, the fish had already taken the bait.
"Look at your poor and sour appearance, there must be nothing of value on you. ”
Chen Wuchang stared at Ling Feng, the corner of his gaze wandered to Lan Fang, and he couldn't help but lick his tongue and said, "If you lose, how about giving me your maid?"
"I can't be the master, this can only be done with Lan Fang's consent. ”
If it had been before, Ling Feng would definitely agree without hesitation.
However, at this time, he has been reborn, this bet is related to Lan Fang's fate, although Ling Feng is extremely sure that he can win Chen Wuchang, but he still has to go through Lan Fang's approval.
Lan Fang's face turned red, and she snorted for a while before she said, "Young master, don't... Don't bet with him, even if the slave dies, she is not willing to serve Chen Wuchang. ”
Although Fang Cai's Ling Feng's performance was very amazing, in Lan Fang's thinking, Ling Feng must have taken good luck before he happened to guess the answer.
For this unsuspenseful bet, Lan Fang decided that Ling Feng would undoubtedly lose, so he would ignore Ling Feng's anger and speak out to resist.
"No, my maid doesn't want to be a bargaining chip. ”
Ling Feng shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "I have nothing, you love to gamble or not." ”
Although Ling Feng was completely sure that he could win against Chen Wuchang, Lan Fang was unwilling, and he would not force it.
Lan Fang's resistance was obviously very distrustful of Ling Feng, but this was also human nature. Ling Feng's squishy personality had been deeply imprinted in Lan Fang's mind, and it was not something that could be done overnight if he wanted to reverse such a concept.
"It's a complete waste, and I can't even decide the fate of a mere maid. ”
Chen Wuchang waved his hand, looking very measured: "In this way, if you lose, call me grandpa, if I lose, I will also call you grandpa?" Let the hundreds of friends present testify, if anyone repents, it is better to be a pig and a dog." ”
Chen Wuchang has absolute confidence in himself.
He has had the ability to remember since he was a child, and he has been following an alchemist hired by his family for a long time to learn to distinguish spirit grass.
Under the influence of his ears and eyes, Chen Wuchang's ability to understand the spirit grass far surpassed others, which was also the real reason why he entered the Dan League this time to watch Master Changfeng's alchemy.
In the entire Tianming City, among the young talents who are the same age as Chen Wuchang, there are no more than five people whose attainments in elixir can compare to Chen Wuchang. Not to mention Ling Feng, a gentleman who doesn't learn or know.
In the hall, hundreds of people watching the excitement couldn't help but whisper.
The three strongest forces in Tianming City are the Chen family, the Ao family, and the Ling family.
Chen Wuchang is a descendant of the Chen family in Tianming City, and he represents the Chen family at this moment. And Ling Feng is the only son of Ling Zhongzheng, the head of the Ling family, and his words and deeds naturally represent the face of the Ling family.
Although the bet between the two did not use precious items such as gold coins and spiritual weapons, the losing party had to condescend to call the other party 'Grandpa.' ’
It is no exaggeration to say that no matter which side loses, after returning to the clan, not only will they be severely punished, but they will also have no cheekiness to look up in Tianming City in the future.
"Young master, stop betting, let's go. ”
Lan Fang lowered her head and persuaded cautiously, for fear of angering Ling Feng.
"Lan Fang, is it okay to believe in the young master once? The young master will let you see what a miracle is. ”
Ling Feng stared at Lan Fang's face that was flushed with nervousness, and his heart moved. If it weren't for everyone's eyes, he would really want to hold Lan Fang in his arms and kiss Fang Ze.
Seeing that Ling Feng was determined to compete with Chen Wuchang, Lan Fang could only reluctantly accept the reality and say no more.
She had even figured out the wording of the explanation after Ling Feng's fiasco.
After appeasing Lan Fang, Ling Feng's eyes looked at Steward Lin, and said casually: "Steward Lin, I made a bet with Young Master Chen, can you make it convenient." ”
Steward Lin stroked a few sparse beards on his chin, nodded and agreed: "Okay, anyway, there are still a few pillars of incense time before the time of Master Changfeng's alchemy, and the old man also wants to see how many catties and taels the young talents in Tianming City have." ”
Chen Wuchang's attainments in spiritual herbs and pills, Lin Steward was clear. If Fang Cai hadn't seen the answers on Ling Feng's answer sheet, he wouldn't have wasted time watching a meaningless and suspenseless competition.
However, at this moment, he also became curious about Ling Feng, wanting to see if this notorious gentleman in Tianming City had real skills, or if he was playing tricks.
Everything was ready, Steward Lin pointed at Ling Feng and Chen Wuchang, and said slowly: "Let the old man be a witness today, and someone will continue to take out different grades of spiritual grass for you to distinguish, you two. Take turns answering until one of them can't answer, or answers incorrectly. Did you hear me clearly?"
Ling Feng and Chen Wuchang each nodded, indicating that they had understood.
Next, a maidservant dragged a tray with a purple leaf spirit grass on it, and walked in front of Ling Feng and Chen Wuchang.
"Ling Feng, don't say that Young Master Ben is bullying you, just let Young Master Ben answer the first question first. ”
Chen Wuchang looked confident, and said like a few treasures: "Violet, a first-order adult spirit grass, has mild medicinal properties, can be taken directly, and it is also an indispensable seasoning herb for refining the Rejuvenation Pill. ”
After that, Chen Wuchang stared at Ling Feng with a provocative expression, intending to see Ling Feng's joke.
"I heard that this Chen Wuchang was born to never forget, and he has been learning the art of identifying spirit grass from a first-grade alchemist for a long time, and sure enough, there are two brushes, and just by looking at it, he reported the name and function of the first-order spirit grass violet. ”
The hundreds of people watching the excitement at the scene all looked at Chen Wuchang with admiration.
"Ling Feng, it's your turn. ”
Steward Lin made a move, and the servant girl from before changed her tray with another herb, and walked towards Ling Feng.
At this moment, Lan Fang was nervous, her palms and backs were full of fragrant sweat, her face was full of worry, and she even closed her starry eyes in despair.
"A branch of artemisia on the snow, a first-order adult spirit grass, is highly poisonous, the grass stems are full of thorns, and the contaminated person bleeds to death through seven holes, but it is also an indispensable medicine for refining the Three Doom Poison Pill. ”
Ling Feng's face was light, he barely raised his head, just shrugged his nose, and reported the name and specific effect of the second elixir.
"Isn't this Ling Feng a gentleman who doesn't know how to learn? Why didn't he even raise his head and smell the smell of artemisia on the snow? How is this possible?"
"If Ling Feng, a waste, can answer the names and effects of the ten spirit grasses today, Lao Tzu's surname will be written upside down. ”
"What's your last name?"
"Lao Tzu's surname is Tian. ”
The people around were also full of surprise, and it seemed that it was difficult to understand that Ling Feng had reported the name and efficacy of the spirit grass on the tray at once.
"Ling Feng, this waste made me look away once, but... After all, it's going to be my defeat, and it's going to be ugly. ”
Chen Wuchang glanced at Ling Feng deeply, his eyes full of disdain.
"The blind cat ran into a dead mouse, and it was just a coincidence. ”
Hongying sneered, not even looking at Ling Feng with a straight eye.
Ling Feng directly ignored the teasing and disdainful voices in the hall, and at this time his mind was all focused on the tray that the maidservant kept serving.
"Licorice stems, bitter and sweet in the mouth, first-order spirit grass, growing in the ground all year round, is an indispensable medicine for refining flying flower dew. ”
"Ghost crying ginseng, which looks like a grimace, was born in an inaccessible place, and when caught it will emit a terrible ghost crying sound. ”
Ling Feng and Chen Wuchang barely thought for a moment, and came back to the names and effects of hundreds of spirit grasses in a row.
Steward Lin nodded again and again when he heard this, and his impression of Ling Feng began to change.
The people around stared at Ling Feng's face, and they all looked surprised and incomprehensible.
Even if they broke their heads, they couldn't have imagined that Ling Feng, who had never learned and had no skills, would have such a deep understanding of spirit grass.
The time of a few pillars of incense passed in a flash, and the types of elixirs that Ling Feng and Chen Wuchang had distinguished reached nearly five hundred, without a trace of delay during the period.
Lan Fang was already shocked and motionless like a fossil, looking at Ling Feng's beautiful eyes.
At this moment, she didn't have the time or mind to think about where Ling Feng had learned the knowledge of distinguishing spirit grass, the only thing she remembered was that Ling Feng really had any hope of winning.
The huge Dan League hall was silent, and everyone stared at Ling Feng as if they were looking at a monster.
Cold sweat ran down Chen Wuchang's forehead, his heart turned from disdain at the beginning to shock, and his eyes stared at Ling Feng with a hint of resentment.
In addition to surprise, Hongying's face was also full of instinctive disgust, so angry that she didn't even know when the hosta in her hand was crushed.
"The two of you have a far better understanding of the elixir than the old man expected, but now that the time for Master Changfeng to refine the elixir is approaching, it is not a way to continue such a competition. ”
Steward Lin pondered for a moment and said: "It's better to do this, the old man made his own opinion, and ordered someone to take a treasure of the town store in the store, and let you answer it, whoever reports the name and specific effect of this treasure of the town store first, even if he wins." ”
After that, Steward Lin didn't wait for Ling Feng and Chen Wuchang's reaction, waved his hand, and one of the guards left quickly.
Within a moment, the guard hurried back, holding in his hand a piece of emerald green wood as smooth as jade.
With the appearance of this wooden section, the surrounding space instantly exudes a fresh earthy atmosphere, as if giving people the illusion of being in a paradise, producing an illusion of relaxation and happiness.
Others may not recognize the name and specific effect of this piece of wood, but even if this piece of wood turns to ashes, Ling Feng will definitely recognize it. Because in the previous life, in the firewood room of the pine old ghost, there were such wooden sections everywhere.
Ling Feng's lips opened, and he was about to answer, when suddenly there was a pain in his chest, and a stream of turbid qi blocked his throat, and in an instant, he even lost the strength to speak.
Ling Feng knew that he had fallen into someone else's way, and the person who made the move was a martial artist who had been brought by Chen Wuchang standing behind him.
Ling Feng secretly cursed 'despicable!' and the turbid qi in his throat gradually dissipated, and when he could open his mouth to answer, Chen Wuchang's voice had already sounded one step earlier.