After experiencing a few illusions that were so real that people couldn't deny them for the first time, Feng Yan couldn't calm down for a long time.

So he lost sleep, and slept for a while at midnight today.

At four o'clock, when the four of them should wake up under normal circumstances, Feng Yan got up, but the other three did not.

Stormfall prepares to call someone, and then discovers ...... All three of them were awake, but all of them looked reluctant.

"Don't call me, leave me alone. ”

This is Zhou Tong.

"Don't call me, I don't think about it......"

This is white jade.

"I'll get ready later. ”

It's a thunderstorm.

What's going on?

This is the voice of the wind and death.

The day is here again.

This is the voice of the trio.

Seeing that the three of them didn't want to get up, there was nothing Feng Yan could do, and he couldn't force them. And...... They would never dare not get out of bed.

So the wind went to wash. After washing up, go to eat. After eating, go back to the dormitory.

The three of them got up at this time, but they all felt lifeless, as if they wanted to die.

What's wrong with this? I'm just leaving less than a pillar of incense. How did they get so scary.

"Let's go. ”

It's the sound of a thunderstorm, and it's weak.

After speaking, the thunderstorm walked out of the door, and Zhou Tong and Bai Yu followed without saying a word.

The three of them completely ignored the wind on the side.

When Feng Yan saw his little friend leave, he also followed.

The four of them headed towards the west of Wendao Peak.

On the road......

"You all ......"

"Don't say anything, don't ask anything. ”

Feng Yan was about to say that the three of them didn't eat, and then he was interrupted by a thunderstorm.

It's not normal, these three people are so abnormal today? If nothing else, it's not normal at all for people to feel weak when they walk.

Don't...... Was today's training scary?

The four of them walked slowly (mainly the other three walked more and more slowly), and then they came to a courtyard.

"It's here. ”

After Thunderstorm said this, the state of the three of them changed, from being about to die to being ...... To die. The three of them resolutely walked into the courtyard.

Feng Yan looked at it, this is Mu Lao's yard. Could it be that Mu Lao's courtyard is today's training ground?

Yes, the three of them shouldn't be like this, isn't the Ninth Rank Alchemist and the Eighth Rank Elixir Master one of the most respected identities? Why do they look so scared?

If not, what are they bringing me here for?

Puzzled, Feng Yan followed the three of them to a large house to the east, with the kitchen to the left of the house.

Upon entering the room, it was found that the layout of the room was simple.

Inside the room are nine round wooden tables, each with four plates on them, and next to the table are four Taishi chairs. On the four walls of the house are several ink paintings, depicting landscapes from unknown places, but each one contains the image of a woman.

This room has a strange feeling for the wind to be destroyed.

First of all, looking at the layout, this should be a place to meet guests, and it is the kind that can invite many people at a time. Such a place is generally larger, and it will take some effort to set it up so that the whole room does not feel so empty.

Now, there is nothing in the room except tables, chairs, and ink paintings, which makes it look particularly bleak.

Under the "guidance" of the three of them, Feng Yan came to a table and sat down. Then the three exhaled.

At this time, the others also came one after another, and like these three, found their places, sat down, and exhaled.

Soon, all thirty-six people arrived.

At this moment, Mu Lao walked in through the north door, followed by nine floating plates, which were full of plates of pastries.

The plates flew to the table in turn, and then Mo Lao casually flickered, and thirty-six bowls flew in from the kitchen, and stopped steadily to everyone's right hand in turn.

Then Mu Lao walked back to the kitchen, closed the door, and left behind a confused Feng Yan and a solemn face of thirty-five people, and the room was silent.

"Well, can you tell me what your training mission is today?"

Feng Yan couldn't stop asking, all thirty-six people had arrived, and this should be a training place. But what the hell is this table of pastries?

Maybe the training has already begun, but the three of them are not so abnormal.

"No, it's this pile of things in front of you, today's training task is to eat their ......"

Zhou Tong gave Feng Yan an answer.

"But...... How did you eat it directly!"

Before Zhou finished speaking, he saw that Feng Yan had already put a piece of pastry in his mouth and took a bite.

Such a sound in the silent room instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"Any questions?"

Feng Yan swallowed the mouthful, and asked.

"You're fine, right? I mean, how do you feel after eating this pastry?"

Zhou Tong didn't answer, but asked.

"Hmm...... It's delicious. ”

"This ...... No, I mean, did you feel sick?"

"No, I don't. ”

"Impossible......"

After listening to Feng Yan's answer, Zhou Tong dragged his chin and began to think.

Impossible, absolutely impossible, at this time, on this occasion, it is impossible for Mu Lao to make something okay. Even if Feng Yan is an old apprentice of Mu Lao, it is impossible to ask Dao Feng regardless of his intimacy, but the more he kisses, the more ruthless he becomes.

"Is that really okay?"

Zhou Tong didn't believe it, and asked again.

"No, I don't. ”

At this time, the wind has already eaten a piece.

This little pastry is quite delicious, worthy of Mu Lao's craftsmanship.

"Eh, you say, will it be really okay?"

Zhou Tong asked Bai Yu and Thunderstorm.

"I don't think it's possible, this is what Mu Lao did. ”

"I think it should be fine, you see that Feng Yan has already eaten a piece and a half, and there is nothing wrong with it. ”

"Let's take a look. ”

Zhou Tong made a suggestion, Bai Yu and Thunderstorm nodded, and then pretended to be normal and secretly observed the wind and death. The same goes for others.

When the third piece of pastry was eaten by Stormfall, the others were sure it was okay.

"Okay, we're sure it's okay, let's eat too. ”

In a few moments, the plate of pastries was eaten.

"By the way, what the hell is going on with you?"

At first, he wanted to ask them why they were so strange, but because the pastries were so delicious, they didn't ask, and now they finally had time.

"You know that Mu Lao is an eight-grade elixir master, right?"

"Yes. ”

"Do you know the Poisoner, then?"

"You know, isn't it the sworn enemy of the Elixir Master?"

"Then do you know that the other identity of the elixir master is the poisoner, and the other identity of the poison master is the elixir master?"

"This ......"

Feng Yan really didn't know, but he thought about it and understood. What is an elixir master? A person who is proficient in pharmacology and can detoxify poison. What is a poisoner? A person who is proficient in toxicology and specializes in poison.

And detoxification needs to understand how to solve the poison, and the use of poison also needs to understand what medicine cannot be solved.

Therefore, the elixir master is also proficient in the use of poison, and the poisoner is also proficient in the use of medicine. Hence the saying.

"What is the rank of Mu Lao?"

Feng Yan asked, the poison master is also the same as the elixir master, there are one to eight grades, and there is no nine grades because there is no spiritual material that can be used.

"Eight pins. ”

Knowing the answer, the wind was a little scared.

Eight grades, the same as the elixir master rank, this is a big problem.

As an elixir master, mastery of toxicology is required, but it does not need to be very proficient. This also leads to the fact that the elixir master's elixir master rank is generally higher than the poison master rank.

And Mu Lao has reached the extreme of both, which means that she not only studies pharmacology, but also toxicology, and it is not the kind of study of toxicology in order to advance the elixir master, but the two go hand in hand.

No wonder the decanting soup I drank that day was "matched", it seems that the wine is not simple.

"What is the power of Mu Lao's poison skill?"

Although the poison master has the highest eighth grade, there is still some gap, and basically the one who can poison is the monk of the true god cultivation and below.

"As far as I know, except for Mu Lao herself, our three sects should not be poisoned by her. ”

The wind is scared for a while, this ...... It's horrible. Doesn't this mean that as long as Mu Lao is willing, there may be no monks in the Ancient Continent who can live?

"Then, training time, what about our pastries, generally Mu Lao will add something, although there will be no big problems, but there are still small problems. But this time it was gone, otherwise it would have started a long time ago. ”

Zhou Tong then explained, and Feng Yan breathed a sigh of relief. Also, it is still impossible for his own disciples to kill him.

"Won't it be chronic?"

Although he didn't know much, he still knew that there was such a thing as chronic poison.

"Well, Mu Lao said no, and she didn't bother to use that kind of poison. Mu Lao said, poison, murderous things, of course, can be effective as quickly as possible. ”

Bai Yu answered.

"Although the Nine Elders like to leave half of their words, they don't do what they say, and no one has violated them so far. So there is no need to worry about Mu Lao putting chronic poison. ”

Thunderstorms followed.

Stormfall nodded.

"So we're done?"

The task is to finish eating, which should be considered the end.

"This round is over, but there are still four rounds left today. ”

"It's the same rhythm as the bamboo forest, two times in the morning, three times in the afternoon, one hour to train, half an hour to rest. But in the past, that hour was enough for us to find a problem, and it has never been so easy as it is today. ”

"And, ah, we basically couldn't find the problem before, thinking it was okay, and then ...... That's where we go. ”

Feng Yan looked in the direction of Bai Yu's point, and if nothing else, there was a thatched house over there.

Well...... No wonder you don't eat in the morning.

Almost an hour later, the second round of pastries came up.

Although Feng Yan understands a little pharmacology, it is just a simple herb, and it is a common medicine. However, in this pastry, the things added are all elixirs, and they are all broken, and I don't often touch them, so I don't know what they are.

So the wind died from the sidelines and watched.

The other three used all their strength to separate several elixirs from a new pastry in their hands, and determined that all of them were non-toxic.

When separating the elixir, the three of them also told the wind what each one was. But looking at the identical fragments, broken leaves, and broken pieces, Feng Yan really didn't understand how to separate them.

Then, this plate is not poisonous.

By noon, the smell of food was heard, but after eating two plates of pastries, they didn't feel hungry at all.

In the afternoon's three rounds, after going through the same process, Feng Yan gained some pharmacological knowledge, and the thirty-five people were sure that they were not poisonous. Moreover, these elixirs do not produce pharmacological reactions.

So, the happy life of eating pastries for a day is over?

Of course not.

Just after they ate the first piece in the fifth round, something went wrong.

But it's not a big problem, it's just that everyone collapses and can't walk.

In each of these five rounds of pastries, there is really no problem at all, and there is indeed no pharmacological reaction.

So why do you collapse?

The mystery was in the aroma of the meal at noon, and at this time, Mu Lao added a little spice.

Although the five wheels of spiritual materials do not produce pharmacological reactions, with the addition of this fragrance, they produce pharmacological reactions.

And so they collapsed for almost an hour.

After that, dinner came on, and Mu Lao made it, without adding ingredients. But there is a word "rice" added to the side of each bowl.

Rice? What else can it be if it's not rice?

That's what the wind thinks.

"It's lunch......"

"Rice fragrant...... It should have been thought of a long time ago. ”

"That's right...... Next to it is Mu Lao's kitchen, and lunch can only be made by Mu Lao. ”

......

This is what others have said.

And the word "rice" is the same as before, a hint to the toxicology that they have not cracked.

After eating, go back to the dormitory, and start the day.

And so the day passed.