It has been a year since I wrote this book in the past few days. I had time to write it after ten o'clock last night. I added another chapter temporarily this morning. It can be regarded as a kind of encouragement for myself to persevere for a year. I will update the second chapter today.
"Sure enough, it is different from the news I gave yesterday." Hu Chen Wuding looked at the herbal fragments in front of him that were like stars in the sky. Divine Sense spread out and swept towards a small piece of something that looked like a rhizome. As he Divine Sense locked on it, the small piece of something that looked like a rhizome was instantly dragged to his eyes.
"If Divine Sense hadn't been used to quickly scan and control all of this in a large area, and just rely on eyes, I wouldn't have been able to piece together even one plant in half an hour."
He just didn't hear what Hu Chen Wan Dong said after he was outside, but he felt that the light mask that appeared in the square might not be the same as the news given by the father of the family leader yesterday, but he did not become suspicious, because the news given by Hu Chen Wan Dong was the same as the one given by Hu Chen in return. With Hu Chen Wuding's cleverness, he now knew that all this might have been done intentionally by the ancestor of Hu Chen, but to him, it didn't matter, as long as it was fair.
Soon, Hu Chen Wuding calmed down and looked at the star-like herbal fragments in the sky. He took a deep breath. This test was the most basic thing for the first five levels of the Ghost Poison Scroll.
In another world, listening to the majestic voice in the void, Huchen Wanli's face turned livid. This was not at all the content of the competition that he had heard about a few days ago. He had carefully prepared for the content of the competition. He originally thought that this level was Refining a Pill, Tiandu repeatedly practiced several Pill refining methods in the alchemy room that were expected to be tested, but I never thought that it would be a different pattern.
"You are really my good father, but the information you have tried so hard to find out is false. Do you think this can trouble me?" Huchen Wanli gritted his teeth and said, and he became more and more dissatisfied. In this way, the assessment of his Foundation Establishment Realm cultivation level for this level is of little significance, and some of the original advantages no longer exist. Alchemy and cultivation are closely related., in addition to the control of Pill Furnace fire refining, those with higher cultivation level are more comfortable, and now this level is purely designed for the basic chapter of the Ghost Poison Scroll, but he still has confidence in the Ghost Poison Scroll he has cultivated, so after observing for a moment, Divine Sense clicked, and several fragments flew over.
Hu Chen Jianghai looked at the vast sea of herbal fragments in front of him, and his originally confident face became extremely solemn, "My good brother originally thought that this level was for refining Pill, with Foundation Establishment Early Stage's cultivation has many advantages in terms of control of spiritual power and control of elixir fire, but this has shattered his wishful thinking. But given that I am at the fourth level of the Ghost Poison Scroll, let's set a limit of three hundred..."
With a pair of pretty faces illuminated by boundless points of light flashing in the void, Hu Chen ruthlessly murmured to himself, "This is too perverted..."??
At the same time, among the dozens of other light masks in the square, there were either whispers of curses or bursts of wailing, but these sounds could not be heard.
Time is passing by on its own...
Hu Chen Wanli looked at the thirty-two herbs that had been spliced in front of him, and couldn't help but smile on his face. It was only half a tea time, and he had already completed such a large amount. His heart was filled with pride.
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Thinking about it, it is still possible to get 300 plants in half an hour.
At this time, in the independent space of Huchen Jianghai, he Divine Sense quickly glanced around, constantly pulling the herbal fragments over, and then pushing them away after judging. Thirty-seven herbs were already floating beside him.
Huchen Huiqing and Huchen Qiukong stood beside them, and within half a cup of tea, about thirty complete herbs appeared.
There was no fixed space in the pot dust, and there was not even a complete herb beside him, and there were no herb fragments pulled over by him. He just closed his eyes, Divine Sense spread out, and scanned all the herb fragments with all his strength.
On the square, everyone stared at the nearly a hundred light masks on the square. With the memory of the monks, of course they clearly remembered who had entered each person's light mask before.
At this time, many light masks in the square are deepening as time goes by, and the colors on them are deepening.
"You see, the dozen or so colors are now showing some black. This is a sign that they are much ahead of others."
"Among the dozen or so people, the five darkest ones seem to be the masks of Young Master Wanli, Young Master Jiang Hai, and Miss Huiqing, right? They are the blood of the family master after all." The colors of the masks mentioned by these people are almost the same. As long as the difference in cohesion is not huge, it is still impossible to clearly distinguish them from the color of the masks.
"Well, there are also Huchen Qiukong and Huchen Gu who are not much different. The color of the mask is almost the same as theirs."
"Hey, have you noticed that the color of Master Wuding who came back from outside has not changed at all, it is still gray and white. Look at the several light masks next to him, but they are at least light gray. What is going on? Didn't he condense any of them?"
"It's true, you didn't tell me that I really didn't pay attention. Master Wu Ding chose a light mask in the corner, and I didn't notice it for a while..."
Everyone in the square kept talking in low voices, and Xie Xiaoxiao and Ye Luoyan who were sitting in the seats slowly showed smiles on their faces. As for the ancestors in front of them, each of them seemed to be in a sleepy state, and there was no reaction.
Chi Dongli frowned, and at this moment the voice of the ancestor of the Chi family who had half-closed his eyes came out of his mind. "The child is really good at returning love, but with her ability, if she wants to stand out at this level, it will not be easy to get rid of those two families. It seems that they are evenly matched, and it is difficult to judge the winner or loser.
Also, didn't you say that the guy from Sanfang is very confident when he comes back? Not only was there no movement at all, it simply seemed to be stagnant. "Chi Family Ancestor said slowly, with his Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivation level, he could easily penetrate the light shield in the square, but not only would he lose his identity, but it was also not allowed by Huchen Ancestor.
"It's definitely wrong to not move at all. Even if he doesn't have Lineage resources outside to help him, the ghost poisonous volume before
It should be possible to cultivate to the second level, but I don't know what his plan is there. Is he trying to make a big splash? "The beautiful woman Chi Dongli said through a message. Based on the news she got from her daughter about Hu Chen Wuding yesterday, it was definitely not like this.
"If this is the case, it is extremely risky. The last time attack is always less calm..." The ancestor of the Chi family whispered and stopped talking.
Although Hu Chen Wandong in front looked at everything in the square expressionlessly, he was also full of suspicions in his heart. "He had such a hostile attitude last night and vowed to win this competition. How come this first level has passed by tea time, and he is still defenseless." "Jin, are we really counting on Hu Chen Qiukong and Hu Chen Gu?" He was a little disappointed in his heart, but he was also prepared. He has been secretly training Hu Chen Qiukong and Hu Chen Gu for these years. The real level of these two people is not as ordinary as it seems on the surface.
Sitting next to him, Patriarch Hu Chen just glanced sideways at Hu Chen Wan Dong, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and looked at the square with an interested look in his eyes. This assessment was all arranged by him. Others didn't know what was going on inside the mask, but he didn't know what was going on inside.
Li Yan listened to the discussions around him, and then glanced at Zhuo Lingfeng out of the corner of his eye. When he saw Zhuo Lingfeng sitting there, he was squinting as if he was asleep, as if he had completely forgotten his young master's game.
"This is interesting. It seems that he is not worried at all. Is Hu Chen Wuding trying to gain more experience? Or is he deliberately attracting attention? I really don't know how to do this kind of assessment. It would be great if I could see the scene inside the mask with my own eyes." Li Yan thought to himself.
Halfway through the assessment time, except for one mask in the square which was still off-white, the rest of the masks had begun to turn gray or black to a greater or lesser extent. In particular, the color of eight masks had turned into deep black.
The solitary gray-white mask looked so unique and dazzling, attracting many people's eyes to look at it from time to time.
Xie Xiaoxiao and Ye Luoyan looked at each other and saw a trace of disdain in each other's eyes. There was no movement for such a long time. It seemed that this kid really didn't learn anything outside. And just when they looked at each other with contempt, the color of the only gray-white mask began to move, and slowly turned into gray in a few breaths.
Xie Xiaoxiao was stunned at first, then stared at the gray light shield for a while, and finally relaxed, "Have you finally condensed it into some herbs now? Half the time has passed. If you just chase, how much can you accomplish?"
In the separate space of Huchen Wuding, ten herbs had condensed beside him, and it took less than fifty breaths to complete them. Divine Sense spread them out in full, dividing them into dozens of slices and shooting at different herbal fragments. It took him a full quarter of an hour to complete the herbal fragments in each area. Rough memory, this is not just rote memorization, but requires the combination of the unique method of analyzing herbal medicine classification marks in the Ghost Poison Scroll. This is also the most troublesome practice in the first five basic levels of the Ghost Poison Scroll. It is also one of the reasons why no one is willing to purely practice the Ghost Poison Scroll. After roughly memorizing the shapes of these herbal fragments,
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When condensing according to a specific mark instead of condensing every fragment, Divine Sense will repeatedly scan the area that may have been scanned before.
Just when Hu Chen Wuding began to condense the herbs, the outside world began to change. At half the time, as everyone in the square was watching, some lights on the square flickered rapidly, or a figure staggered out of it, or someone fell out of the light and fell unconscious on the square. At this time, a disciple from the clan would fly quickly from the edge of the square to the person and help him sit up directly. Next to the light mask, he quickly took out Pill and put it into his mouth. After a while, the person would become conscious and sit cross-legged and close his eyes to meditate without waiting for instructions from the disciples in the clan. They all looked exhausted. As the disciples in the light mask continued to fall out, a light mask that was originally shrouded in color became transparent in an instant, and different amounts of herbs that had been condensed into whole herbs were floating in it.
"That's the pot dust spirit. She condensed one hundred and ninety-three medicinal herbs. This... this... the herbal fragments are so dense. It's really not easy to condense this number." Someone Divine Sense in the square quickly scanned the light mask. Looking at the densely packed herbal fragments in the light mask, many people felt powerless. If they estimated that there were hundreds of thousands of fragments, they would not be able to condense many herbs at all.
"Another person came out, it was Huchen Feishan. He condensed... he gathered one hundred and seventy plants, which is much less than the one from Juchenling."
"Don't look at it. When Hu Chen Feishan came out, he was sitting cross-legged and meditating. Obviously, he didn't dare to fight hard in the end. The Hu Chen spirit fell unconscious and fell out. This level of competition should be quite expensive for Divine Sense."
"That should be the case, but it depends on who has a firmer grasp of the basics of pharmacology, otherwise too many Divine Sense will be wasted and consumed..."
When everyone in the square saw that the results had appeared, their somewhat dull mood just now was suddenly aroused. They looked at the masks that started to fall out one after another, and began to comment.
In the space of thousands of miles of dust, at this moment, his eyes were red, his face was pale, and a large amount of sweat was oozing out from his forehead. There were 312 complete herbs floating beside him, but at this time, his state dropped drastically. Whenever he Divine Sense scanned an area or used Divine Sense to hook a piece of herbal fragments, his body would tremble violently, and sweat would appear in layers on his forehead like rain.
At this moment, a small half of a herb was floating in front of him. Huchen Wanli gritted his teeth and released the Divine Sense that was almost dry, and tremblingly hooked it towards a fragment that had been locked just now. However, when he released Divine Sense less than a foot away, this usually very simple action, like drinking water and eating, made his mind suddenly tremble. His heart was in severe pain, and the next moment he felt dizzy, and he screamed, and he fell directly to the ground. The moment he fell to the ground, half of the herbs that had condensed in front of him also collapsed, and in the void space of his, a human face emerged, which was the appearance of Juchen Tingchun. When he saw it, he opened his mouth and inhaled, and the diaphragm on the light mask quickly became transparent.