Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

Zuo Feng returned to the stone table with a smile on his face. Although he didn't care, he could still clearly hear the sounds around him.

Some people were whispering mean words, and many people felt uncomfortable about Zuo Feng being able to advance to the next round of competition.

Most of these people were from Tushan Town. They were either relatives or themselves who had been eliminated in the first round. Naturally, their jealousy towards Zuo Feng was palpable. Zuo Feng seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen years old now. Being able to master medicinal materials so clearly at such an age, they would naturally think that Zuo Feng was lucky.

However, there are some sensible people among the crowd, and their evaluation of Zuo Feng is much more honest. It is probably said that Zuo Feng knew so much about medicinal materials that he must be a diligent student. At best, he should have worked as a clerk in a pharmacy before, so he had such an understanding of medicinal materials.

Most people are still very unfavorable to Zuo Feng, thinking that there is absolutely no chance that a mountain boy like Zuo Feng will pass the next round of selection again.

These people don't have good eyesight, but the three old men and the three women named Duan are different. They all have some knowledge about refining medicine. Zuo Feng Gangca was able to answer such a detailed introduction clearly, which can definitely be learned by more than studying hard, or working as a handyman in a drug store for a few days.

Only Zuo Feng knew best that what he should be grateful for was Yaoxun, whom he met in Luancheng. Thanks to Yao Xun's careful teaching at that time, I was able to have the ability I have today. The more he learned about refining medicine, the deeper Zuo Feng's admiration for Yaoxun became. He was able to teach Zuo Feng the key to many mysterious and difficult-to-understand principles with just a few words.

Of course, without Zuo Feng's terrifying memory, no matter how knowledgeable Yao Xun was, Zuo Feng would not be able to improve so much in a short period of time.

Before leaving Yancheng and going to Xuanwu, Zuo Feng could only barely make a few kinds of medicine powder, and the success rate was also very unstable.

However, after meeting Yaoxun, in just over ten days, Zuo Feng was able to easily complete the production of all types of medicine powder. When Zuo Feng left the land of chaos, he had been able to refine at least one kind of medicinal liquid, the spirit-restoring liquid.

This kind of progress can be called a miracle, but Zuo Feng knew in his heart that the two most important factors were Yao Xun's unreserved guidance, and his own unique sea of ​​thoughts and thoughts born from cultivating thoughts.

While sighing in his heart, Zuo Feng slowly returned to the stone table where he belonged, with "ninety-five" written on it.

When Zuo Feng turned around, he saw the young man in white clothes holding a fan talking to the woman named Duan with a smile on his face. Zuo Feng was not very interested in these things at first, but he still subconsciously pricked up his ears and listened. He happened to hear the young man named Cheng explaining why he had contradicted him just now, and asked the junior sister not to mind too much.

But when the young man turned his head, he cast a cold look at Zuo Feng. When he saw Zuo Feng and Su Yan walking together before, it was just jealousy in his eyes, but now there was anger burning in his eyes.

He sighed in his heart and thought to himself, 'These married people are indeed of the same caste, but if they don't get what he wants, they have murderous intentions in their hearts. It seems that I still need to be more careful in this Tushan Town. . ’

Zuo Feng was not afraid of this man named Cheng. At that time, Zuo Feng didn't want to reveal his identity yet. After all, the situation in Xinjuncheng has not yet been clarified, and he and others left on the night of the incident. It is naturally best to keep such things as clean as possible.

At this time, the three old men below the high platform have returned to the high platform, and they seem to be discussing something in a low voice.

This time, because the distance was too far, and the three old men deliberately lowered their voices when talking, Zuo Feng couldn't quite hear what they were talking about. However, Zuo Feng could guess that the content of the conversations between the three of them should be related to him, and most of them had something to do with the upcoming competition.

At this time, Zuo Feng already regretted regretting his position so early. He was at the edge of the square, too far away from the high platform in front of him. If he had stayed where he was when he spoke, he should at least be able to overhear a rough idea now, so that he would be able to calmly deal with whatever tricks the other party wanted to play.

If he insists on getting closer now, everyone in the audience will notice him, so Zuo Feng will not be stupid enough to do so.

Just when everyone was waiting for the three people on the high platform to make the final decision, they saw that the three people had finished talking, and the mayor surnamed Gao stepped forward to the edge of the high platform. His eyes swept across the crowd in the audience, and when he saw the woman surnamed Duan and three other people in front of him, a smile immediately appeared on his face.

Then he moved his eyes to look at the other contestants, and finally his eyes slowly fell on Zuo Feng. Although there were no words, the coldness in his eyes could be clearly felt even though Zuo Feng was so far away.

But Zuo Feng didn't care at all about his attitude. The old man was only in the early stage of bone refining, and a warrior of this level could not pose any threat to him.

However, Zuo Feng didn't want to cause trouble, so he pretended to look away accidentally. The mayor surnamed Gao made a low "hum" sound, and then withdrew his gaze.

After clearing his throat slightly, Mayor Gao said: "Before proceeding with the next selection, we decided to let everyone take a break. We will hold the next selection in about half an hour."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was discussion below. Zuo Feng lowered his head and said nothing, but he was actually listening carefully to the conversations of the people around him.

After listening for a while, Zuo Feng knew why so many people were puzzled. This is because the drug selection activities over the years have always carried out the second round of competitions without stopping after the first preliminary round.

It can be said that all people under the age of thirty who know a little bit about refining medicine will participate in the Xuanwu Empire's medicine selection competition.

With so many people participating in the competition, the person in charge needs to compress the time as much as possible and select outstanding people as soon as possible. This is their most important task.

After all, this is only the first stage of the competition. Next, we have to go to the city, the prefecture, and the imperial capital. The competition becomes more and more intense as we go further. Therefore, they usually complete two rounds of selection in the morning. If there is no competition that consumes energy and physical strength in the morning, there will be another competition in the afternoon.

Under normal circumstances, the competition in this small town will end in one day. Even if there is some delay in the middle, it will only be delayed for another day at most.

But now they have just finished their first game, and they don't need physical strength, nor have they used their mental power to make medicine. It is indeed a bit strange to rest now. But Zuo Feng had already guessed that those three old guys must have figured out some way to deal with him, so they came up with so many tricks.

It was also because in the last round of competition, Zuo Feng was a little too sharp, but there was nothing we could do about it. If he hadn't done this, Zuo Feng would have been eliminated in that round.

But Zuo Feng didn't say anything, because this was other people's territory, and he could only let it go. But Zuo Feng didn't speak, but the woman named Duan said: "Mayor Gao, I think everyone's time is precious. For such a simple competition, you won't prepare the medicine and wait for two days to end, right?"

This question was very rude, especially when a woman in her early twenties who was in the early stages of bone refining said this to an old man in his fifties who was in the early stages of tendon quenching. However, the old man surnamed Gao did not show even a trace of dissatisfaction, and replied respectfully: "There was some misunderstanding in the judgment of the '95th' in the morning selection, and we also wasted a lot of time. In this way , If we continue to the next round of selection, I'm afraid we will miss lunch time, so I hope you can forgive me."

Mayor Gao said this. Although his reasoning sounded very reluctant, she couldn't continue to struggle with him. After all, he was the host and he was the guest, and the master had indeed taken care of him before leaving, so the woman surnamed Duan bowed her head and remained silent.

After the explanation, the three old men hurriedly walked down from the stage and quickly got into the crowd. This so-called rest does not mean that you really leave the competition venue and find a restaurant to have a big meal. In fact, everyone was still surrounded by a circle of ropes and warriors, and could not leave the square for even half a step. At most, they could only move within the scope of the square.

Some teenagers took this opportunity to take out some books and read them quickly. Some of them may have not eaten enough for breakfast, so they are now taking out the prepared dry food for practical use.

Zuo Feng looked at the contestants and felt a little funny. Finally, he looked at the three women surnamed Duan, and saw that the woman surnamed Duan was holding the medicinal materials on the stone table and playing with them, smelling them from time to time, and finally putting them to her mouth and licking them gently.

When the woman surnamed Duan was playing with the two stones, she did not forget to look back at Zuo Feng. Zuo Feng knew that the other party must have thought of the introduction of the medicine she had just given. Feeling a little funny in my heart, Guo Zuofeng didn't waste any time. Instead, he just sat down cross-legged at the stone table and began to meditate.

After a short time, the crowd separated again, and the three old men surnamed Gao returned again, and all three of them held a large package in their hands. It was unknown what these bulging packages contained, but the appearance of the three of them immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

Zuo Feng also raised his head and looked at the three of them, but happened to see the old man surnamed Gao looking at him with a smirk on his face. Zuo Feng sighed secretly in his heart and said to himself: "These damn guys are planning to deal with me in every possible way just because I hurt your face.

Although I can't do anything now, I, Zuo Feng, will definitely keep your "care" for me in mind. "