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In the evening, Wu Zhe returned to the dormitory of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion at the outer gate and began to toss the herbs he had purchased during the day under the lamp.

The first half of the "Medicine Sutra" memorized in his mind played a role at this time, and a few of the simplest healing pills were easily prepared.

Hui Xuedan, a small pill taken orally that can speed up wound healing and Xuan Qi recovery.

It's just that there is a lack of various medicine bowls and other utensils, and there are no various medicine adjuvants, so there is no way to do it for the time being.

Wu Zhe looked at Cheng Dan happily under the lamp. Anyway, this is my first achievement.

It's a weird feeling, this pill ......

By the way, I kneaded it with my hands.

Why is it a bit of a feeling of Jigong rubbing mud? Wu Zhe was embarrassed.

I hope they won't mind if Hu Yun hurts......

Wu Zhe put away the pills and deliberately distinguished them from the special pills given by the three Poria Elder Cocos.

Before dawn the next day, Wu Zhe went to the old place where he had agreed with Elder Bai to teach every day.

There was a note left by the well, saying that she should cultivate her mind.

This old white man has only been in class for a day before he left the students! Wu Zhe shredded the note and complained, feeling that he had been released into the pigeon......

She didn't know that at this moment, Elder Bai had already taken the two deacons and personally went to her original hometown to find relatives, planning to pick up blood to identify relatives or something.

Wu Zhe, who didn't know anything, returned to the Outer Gate Scripture Pavilion, and Brother Yixiu, who sang the crow quack, began to clean.

The sky is bright, and there are more and more people in the outer door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Wu Zhe is already a small celebrity in the outer gate, and several disciples came to see her.

Of course, many people still focus on themselves and study various classics.

But when Wu Zhe's hour-long cleaning was completed, the disciples were not in the mood to study.

When you are serious about 100 ~ 10,000 \ small!, when there is someone next to you who is flipping through the books, but can read more than you, anyone will not be in the mood to continue learning......

In the words of another world, a group of scumbags knelt down in front of Wu Zhe, a scholar!

As a result, many people were stunned to watch Wu Zhe flip through the books there.

Of course, everyone knows that she is indeed in the hundred~ten thousand!

Latent Star disciple, everywhere you go, it's the focus of everyone. The steward Shu on the side had to express his admiration.

At the second hour of the day, Mu Qingya and others arrived one after another, and Wu Zhe's team began to receive the task.

On the way, Hu Yunshu handed over the transformed flying knife bag to Wu Zhe.

In fact, it is a dart, and the original big throwing knife has been replaced by a small handle dart. The workmanship is obviously more than one or two notches higher than yesterday's flying knives, and it is definitely a high-grade thing.

Wu Zhe noticed that this was not a restructuring, but a new weapon that Hu Yunshu got out of nowhere. I didn't see it in the barn yesterday.

Perhaps, it was something treasured in the private treasury of Hudaomen, and it was taken to Wu Zhe by Hu Yunju, a loser......

Anyway, I really don't feel cumbersome on my back, Wu Zhe didn't say it, but he still felt that this idiot was pretty good to his teammates.

Talking and laughing, when I arrived at the task of breaking the temple that day, there were many disciples waiting today.

Some people knew Wu Zhe, but they also paid attention to her for a while.

There was a big sign standing at the door of the broken temple, and Wu Zhe and the others took a look.

On the top of the sign is an introduction to the task of writing.

The special way of the sect to receive the task was very surprising to Wu Zhe, and there were many restrictions.

Missions are divided into levels 1 to 9.

Yesterday's extensive task of eating, drinking, and being merry was the first level, the lowest level.

There are no special requirements for the first and second level tasks, and any team or individual can take them.

Level 3 or above, you must meet certain requirements to accept the task.

For example, a Level 3 mission requires the team to have a martial arts rating of 5 or higher.

The teams of each disciple group have their own scores.

Wu Zhe's team had a cumulative martial arts rating of six, Zong Zhilian's Xuan Qi level was evaluated by three points, Hu Yun was injured with two points, and Mu Qingya was only one point. Wu Zhe has no Xuan Qi evaluation, and belongs to the duck protein level......

If it is not a team but an individual, then if he can get a martial arts rating of more than five, he can take on this task single-handedly.

This can be regarded as a kind of guarantee system for the disciples of the sect, preventing young people from taking on too dangerous tasks without their own strength.

It's quite scientific, Wu Zhe sighed: It makes sense, so that everyone can let the disciples avoid accidents as much as possible, which is called grinding instead of pitting people.

Zong Zhilian said with a smile: But they misestimated our team, with you, even if the Xuanqi Martial Arts is not scored, we are very strong.

Hu Yunshu and Mu Qingya both nodded in approval.

Our team's martial arts score is six, and we can take on the third-level task, I'll take a look. Zong Zhilian entered the ruined temple.

There are many people today, and the two sword disciples at the gate of the broken temple are guarding, and only the captain is allowed to enter.

The rest of the team was chatting and waiting.

There are more and more disciples, there are four or five hundred......

Wu Zhe, Hu Yunsheng, and Mu Qingya don't like to be lively, so they find a place where there are few people on the edge to stand.

The waiting time is quite long, and it is estimated that there is a queue of captains.

Maybe it's good to come early? Should you come early to line up?Wu Zhe thought to himself.

In fact, Wu Zhe didn't know that the sect's setting of tasks at the same level was actually a lottery......

Zong Zhilian is waiting for the lottery in the temple, and it depends on God what tasks he can get.

Yo, isn't this the little girl who buys things in the pharmacy? A woman's voice came.

Wu Zhe followed the prestige and went over, and it was actually the woman in yellow who was in the pharmacy that day.

Hasn't she found out that He Shou Wu is fake? But if she does, she will definitely not have the face to be embarrassed to sarcastically mock others like this. Wu Zhe was funny in his heart, Zong Zhilian still had the silver in his pocket.

Hu Yun frowned and glared at the woman in yellow.

The woman in yellow was quite unhappy with this look, but thinking that there were many disciples on the field, it was not easy to make trouble, so she snorted and walked away.

By the way, doesn't she know Lin Chaoying? Wu Zhe recalled. Otherwise, Lin Chaoying played in the ring yesterday, why didn't she see her?

No matter, there are many inexplicable people, Wu Zhe rolled his eyes.

Most of the disciples in the square stood and chatted, and there were also those who sat on the ground and practiced hard.

Of course, it's so noisy here, it's not suitable for cultivating Xuan Qi, but it's still good to concentrate on Qi.

The new generation of disciples of the Sword Fighting Sect are these miscellaneous pieces? Ridiculous, ridiculous. A sarcastic woman's voice suddenly rang out in the air.

The voice is young and slightly soft, obviously the voice of a girl who has not yet reached adulthood.

The crowd looked around in astonishment.

This is in the Sword Fighting Sect, and it is also a place where disciples gather, who dares to speak so wildly with slanderous intent?

A young woman was standing on top of the ruined temple at some point.

I saw her standing tall on the tip of the eaves, looking down on all the disciples below.

The woman was dressed in black, and the metal plate with a large buckle of the black belt was engraved with a distinct white lettering.

Heavenly Demon Palace! A disciple exclaimed in surprise.