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That seems to be Xiao Ruoyao, a hidden star disciple of the sect?

Yes, I saw it from afar on the list yesterday, and it seems to be her.

It's a pity that the team has already been formed, otherwise you can consider pulling it over.

Let's talk about it in half a year, or get on a good relationship now.

When Wu Zhe and his party walked to the town, they had already encountered five or six other teams along the way.

Many disciples bowed their hands to Wu Zhe from afar to express their good feelings, and Wu Zhe also bowed his hand in return. Many people have long seen her actions when she put the stage, and they are used to her etiquette as a woman but like a man, and they don't feel that anything is wrong.

The team of new disciples is not allowed to go out of the territory of Qi country, and yesterday it was just the completion of the home team, and most of them were hanging around, and the lively sheep cutting town was naturally one of the choices, and it was easy to meet other teams.

You're a celebrity, and we're all together with you. Mu Qingya teased Wu Zhe and gestured in sign language.

Isn't it, I hope that when we buy something, your identity can help us save money. The narcissistic son is willing to spend money for his friends, but he is not the master of spending money indiscriminately, and said: I have always been afraid that my handsomeness is too ostentatious, and I can share some eyes with you.

Wu Zhe has long been accustomed to the tone of the narcissistic son, and only sighed: Celebrities are easy to die, and it is estimated that if there is a fight, I will definitely be the first target.

Hu Yun was injured and said seriously: I will protect you thoroughly.

It is Mu Qingya's task to protect me, don't disrupt the captain's arrangement. Wu Zhe warned.

Hu Yunshu didn't speak, and nodded.

There's no need to think about changing clothes. After greeting the fourth team, Wu Zhe felt that if he changed his clothes, many people might not know him.

The narcissistic son was surprised: I thought you didn't change your clothes this morning, or yesterday's blue and purple belt, just because you wanted others to recognize you.

You know how to pretend to be handsome. Wu Zhe snorted.

Mu Qingya next to her made a gesture with her hand: I thought the same way, and I thought that Miss Xiao was going to show off.

I'm not a big lady, and I'm too lazy to change my clothes. Wu Zhe glanced at him.

Mu Qingya didn't understand at all. Ordinary women often change their clothes every day in this late spring season, as long as their lives allow.

Wu Zhe has no such concept at all, he can wear it when he can, and he doesn't even take it off when he sleeps, fully maintaining his otaku attributes.

Zong Zhilian is still quite generous as the captain, and promised: Wait a minute, just find a place to help you buy a few sets.

The country of Qi has been relatively peaceful for several years, and its development is not bad, and there are many residents and merchants in the town.

For Wu Zhe, who is accustomed to a metropolis of more than 20 million people, this town is simply shabby. But Mu Qingya and the others were quite satisfied, and began to search in a targeted manner

As soon as they entered the town, there was a pharmacy, and Wu Zhe and others walked in, and there was a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

As soon as the pharmacy guy saw that it was a disciple of the Sword Fighting Sect, he immediately greeted him with courtesy.

Hu Yunshu and Zong Zhilian didn't understand medicinal materials, so they sat at the door and drank tea.

The shop pù in this world is very different from Wu Zhe's original world, there are fewer healers, and most of the various herbs are purchased and configured by individuals. There are also a large number of pill materials, etc., but there are not many goods in a place of this scale in Chopping Horse Town.

There was already a team of three disciples in the pharmacy, two men and one woman, who were selecting medicinal herbs.

The skullcap over there weighed three coins for me, and the northern sand ginseng took a thumb to grow...... Alas, there are not many materials. A woman in yellow is the core of the selection of medicinal herbs, and it seems that she is a bit of a doorway, and the two men are helping her.

When Wu Zhe and the others came in, the three of them took a look and noticed that Wu Zhe didn't care too much, and they didn't even say hello.

Especially the woman in yellow pursed the corner of her eye, and seemed to be quite dissatisfied with Wu Zhe.

This is a bit wrong, it is generally not like this within the sect, Wu Zhe immediately noticed.

She seems to hate you. When Mu Qingya walked to the medicine shelf, Mu Qingya leaned over and secretly gestured with sign language.

Maybe she is good friends with Lin Chaoying. We buy ours, leave them alone. Wu Zhe didn't want to be troubled either, so he replied to Mu Qingya in sign language, and then took a little medicinal herb from the display shelf to look at.

This pharmacy is a bit like a supermarket in another world, with a lot of medicinal herbs on shelves like bookshelves. It's just that the samples put out are not sold, so as not to disagree or be stained, and when the buyer decides to buy it, the store guy will pick up the medicine from the inner warehouse.

Quite a progressive sales method, Wu Zhe was quite surprised. Maybe it's because this world is respected for martial arts, and injuries and illnesses are very common, which has promoted the development of related industries.

What kind of smashing sheep town, just a pharmacy like yours, can't even get together a decent potion material. The woman in yellow complained on the other side.

The shop guy could only laugh and say sorry.

There are many medicinal herbs on the medicine shelves in the outer hall of the pharmacy, but none of them are expensive. However, Wu Zhe didn't mind, the key thing was that she wanted to test whether the first volume of the "Book of Medicine" she had studied was useful.

When Wu Zhe's gaze swept over the various medicinal materials, the names and introductions correspondingly appeared in his mind. This has not appeared before, and it should be that I learned the "Medicine Sutra" guide zhì in the previous volume.

Twisting a few ink chrysanthemums in his hand, Wu Zhe suddenly had many fill-in-the-blank items like chemical equations in his mind. Among them, Mo Ju lit up, and many related potion combinations were implicated.

Wu Zhe was delighted. The mind of his evolutionary organism is like an all-powerful computer, and he has simplified the combination of medicines, turning the complicated recipe of Chinese medicine into a process of combining medicines in a game.

Putting down the Mo Ju that was mainly based on the clear fire, Wu Zhe began to look for Tian Qi and other damage formulas.

After Wu Zhe glanced around, he determined a recipe for all the raw materials on the scene, and shouted: "Man, weigh one or two each of Tianqi and Huai Yam for me, and three coins each for scattered stasis grass, bitter ginger, old stork grass, white ox gall, and panmountain dragon."

On the other side, the woman in yellow who was picking looked at her in surprise, and she didn't know what kind of medicine Wu Zhe was dispensing.

Wu Zhe ordered nearly twenty more medicinal herbs in a row, as if he could combine some magical medicine.

What's the matter? This medicinal herb is so scarce, why did she order so much? The woman in yellow was curious, and she was embarrassed to ask, so she could only forcibly hold back.

The woman in yellow thought carefully about the combination of medicinal materials, but she couldn't figure out a clue, and she didn't know what medicine she could dispense.

No, could it be that this Xiao Ruoyao is still proficient in the art of medicine stones? The woman in yellow was surprised in her heart.

At this time, an old man who looked like an old medicine farmer walked in outside the pharmacy, dressed in a dirty linen coat for collecting medicine, and seemed to have something in his arms.

He cringed and said something to his buddy, and showed him the thing in his arms.

The man held out three fingers and said something, but the old man shook his head.

Show me. The woman in yellow thought about it and knew that this medicine farmer was going to sell something.

Hu Yunshu and Zong Zhilian at the door all looked over.