Ling Feng and Master Yanhe were like sharp points at Mai Mang, they didn't give in to each other, and with a few words, they settled a ridiculous competition, and Su Xin and Elder Shenmu were dumbfounded.

Both of them looked a little puzzled and curious, they had little understanding of the elixir, but they also understood how difficult it was to smell the spirit grass with their noses and justify the name of the spirit grass.

Except for the old monsters who had been immersed in the Dan Dao for decades, ordinary Dan masters couldn't smell the name of the spirit grass with their sense of smell.

Ling Feng was just a teenager, and even if he was born with a sensitive dog nose, it was impossible for him to win the Rock Crane Master.

Then why did he have to make a must-lose competition with Master Iwazuru?

Could it be that Ling Feng knew that no matter what means he used today, he would not be able to invite Master Yanhe to go down the mountain, so he planned to break the jar?

But Su Xin knew that Ling Feng, a little man, loved face very much, so if Ling Feng lost, he would definitely be ruthlessly ridiculed by Master Yanhe, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing?

Su Xin and Elder Shenmu were puzzled, and the more they thought about it, the more chaotic they became, so they could only wait and see what happened.

"You two, go find two pieces of black cloth. ”

Master Yanhe commanded to the side, the little guy with a blue nose and a swollen face.

Since Ling Feng was determined to hit the iron plate with his head, he didn't mind teaching this young man a good lesson.

The two guards nodded yes and ran quickly into the Dan room.

"Ling Feng, are you in the water in your brain, and you are blindfolded with Master Yanhe to compare the spirit grass with the art of justification?"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Su Xin couldn't help but remind: "Master Yanhe has been in the Heavenly Providence Gate for decades, living in a simple place, and one is studying pills, it is not an exaggeration to say that among all the four-grade alchemists in the Tianxuan Continent, he is the best." ”

"It's only been a few decades, if I tell you that I have been immersed in the Dan Dao for hundreds of years, will you believe it or not?"

Ling Feng said calmly.

"Cut! Why do you always like to talk nonsense? ”

Su Xin couldn't help but take a sip.

Since Ling Feng didn't shed tears when he didn't see the coffin, Su Xin was also up to him, and he didn't bother to persuade again.

The two of them gossiped a few words, and the two little servants had already taken two pieces of black cloth and blindfolded them on Ling Feng and Master Yanhe respectively.

One of the little guys was afraid that Meng was not strict, and deliberately shook his fingers in front of Ling Feng.

"Ling Feng, the old man thinks that you are young, take the initiative to retreat a foot away, so don't move. ”

Master Yanhe didn't take advantage of it, and said: "Wait a minute, the two Dantongs under my door will each bring the spirit grass planted by the old man himself, and we will each write their names on the ground, if anyone can't write it, even if they lose, understand?"

"No need, you and I will each push it away. ”

The farther away from the spirit grass, the weaker the smell will naturally be.

However, Ling Feng didn't need the humility of Master Yanhe.

This is not a big deal, because Ling Feng's sea of divine consciousness forcibly opened up ten zhang, and no fragrance can escape his sense of smell.

This distance, don't do it.

"Very good, as the saying goes, heroes come out of teenagers. ”

Ling Feng's arrogance completely angered Master Yanhe, and he chattered and sneered: "I don't know if you are a hero or a bear, although there is only a word difference." ”

Ling Feng didn't bother to take care of him, closed his eyes, and began to calm down and adjust his mind to the best state.

The two little guys brought pots of potted spiritual grass from the courtyard flower garden, and then selected one pot and placed it outside Ling Feng and Master Yanhe.

Ling Feng sniffed it, judging from the taste, he felt that it was a second-order spirit grass and wood butterfly, so he activated his vitality and wrote the name of the wood butterfly on the ground.

Elder Shenmu, Su Xin, and two other servants took the initiative to take charge of the tasks of witnessing and refereeing, and several of them bowed their heads respectively, carefully checked the answers written by Ling Feng and Master Yanhe, and confirmed that they were correct, and then started the second round of the competition.

Time passed little by little, Ling Feng and Master Yanhe each used their sense of smell to smell the names of hundreds of spirit grasses, and without a little hesitation, the answers were all correct.

Su Xinmei's eyes couldn't help but exude a trace of undetectable brilliance.

Unexpectedly, the little man in front of him, in addition to being a little lustful, also has such magical skills.

She remembered again that Ling Feng had comprehended the Ancient Desolation Sutra that she couldn't even comprehend.

And the matter of defeating the pride of the Heavenly Providence Gate and sealing the sword, although Su Xin was not at the scene, he had also heard of it.

Thinking of this, Su Xin subconsciously observed Ling Feng's appearance.

A young and slightly immature face, there is nothing surprising about it.

The two thick eyebrows are like swords, and when she is contemplative, she is stubborn and persistent, as well as calmness that is beyond ordinary people, which makes her unconsciously a little fascinated.

Su Xin discarded this inexplicable idea.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, her face was red.

It was getting late, and when night fell, Elder Shenmu took out a night pearl, and the dim light around him suddenly lit up again.

This competition lasted until dawn, and the two janitors alone moved the spirit grass and had back pain, and they were in pain.

Master Yanhe also faintly admired Ling Feng, an arrogant young man, at this moment.

Ling Feng's attainment of the pill was something he had only seen in his life.

However, he still didn't have the heart to let Ling Feng go, because Ling Feng was too blind, and if he didn't knock and knock well, he would inevitably break into a catastrophe in the future.

Su Xin and Elder Shenmu stood together all night, and the two of them did not have the slightest need, but were in good spirits, because Ling Feng had brought them too many surprises.

They really didn't expect that after a day of competition, Ling Feng was still at ease, without the slightest sign of defeat, it was a miracle.

Su Xin's beautiful eyes were indifferent from the beginning, and almost always stayed on Ling Feng's body at this moment, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Ling Feng's body was full of mysterious aura.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, cultivating alone in the Misty Mountain Range, faced with hordes of ferocious soul beasts, he was not harmed at all.

Alone through the Heavenly Providence Gate's mountain protection array, comprehending the Ancient Desolation Sutra, and challenging the long-famous four-grade alchemist, such a demeanor and courage, there are not many people in the entire Tianxuan Continent who can compare with it......

If today's competition between Ling Feng and Master Yanhe spreads to the Tianxuan Continent, it will be enough to make Ling Feng famous.

"Oh my God!

Suddenly, Su Xin subconsciously covered her delicate cherry mouth.

If it weren't for the fact that it would affect this competition, she would really cry out.

Because she thought of a fact that was enough for her to believe.

Ling Feng's cultivation at this moment had actually reached the fourth layer of the Mortal Realm.

Last time I was in the Misty Mountains, Su Xin sensed Ling Feng's cultivation, but it was only a layer of metamorphosis realm.

In just a short period of time, how could he advance by leaps and bounds and reach the fourth layer of the Mortal Realm?

It would take at least a few years for ordinary cultivators to cultivate from the first level of the Mortal Transformation Realm to the fourth layer!

He—He's really a normal human being?

Su Xin's beautiful eyes staring at Ling Feng turned into a look of horror.