Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

The three old men came to the front of the square. Everyone noticed them and knew that the next round of competition was about to begin. Naturally, those who were reading and eating stopped.

Zuo Feng did not stand up, but sat still in a training posture, his eyes half-opened as he glanced at the front. Zuo Feng had already given up. The opponent would do something tricky no matter what. Even if he wanted to hide, he could not. The only way was to deal with it as soon as possible.

The old man surnamed Gao put down the big cloth bag in his hand, and then said: "Just now I suggested that everyone sit down and practice for a while, but some people also suggested that the competition should be completed as soon as possible. So we will proceed with the second round of competition as soon as possible, and if everything goes well, the second round of competition may be the last one."

After the old man surnamed Gao finished speaking, everyone discussed in a low voice again. Before, the old man surnamed Gao said that everyone should rest for an hour, but now it has not been two quarters of an hour, and they proposed to start the competition immediately. The various things that happened today made everyone feel a little puzzled, but those who were interested turned their eyes to Zuo Feng.

Zuo Feng sat there calmly. After Mayor Gao finished speaking, he and the other two old men opened the cloth bag and distributed the items inside.

Mayor Gao took out the same small bag as in the first game from the large cloth bag. The first person to get it had already opened the cloth bag, and it could be seen that the medicine was also contained in it. Following closely behind was another mayor. According to Su Yan, he should be the one who is more proficient in refining medicine and is the person in charge of refining medicine and other matters in the town.

This person took out several utensils from the large cloth bag, including metal bowls, porcelain plates, wooden boxes, etc. Zuo Feng's eyes had slowly opened at this time, looking at the containers and medicinal materials distributed. He didn't know what tricks these old guys were going to play this time, and he didn't know what methods they would use to deal with him.

Soon the medicinal materials and utensils were delivered to Zuo Feng. The two mayors glanced at Zuo Feng with a smirk on their faces, and then quickly left his position. Because Zuo Feng was in the most remote corner, he was the last one to get these things.

He opened the small cloth bag and looked at it. The medicinal materials placed inside were no different from those of others, and the container in front of him was no different either. Zuo Feng didn't understand what the competition was about, so he could only wait quietly for the last item to be distributed.

The cloth bag in the hands of Mayor Lin was the largest. He took out some things in his hands and distributed them to everyone after the two mayors had distributed them.

When Zuo Feng saw the items he gave to the young man surnamed Cheng, he had already guessed the content of this round of competition, but Zuo Feng felt that this round of competition seemed too simple.

Because the things that the city lord surnamed Lin took out were a wooden barrel, a brush and a tray woven from rattan, which Zuo Feng was very familiar with.

It was when he was in Zuojia Village in Ye Lin that Zuo Feng saw Zhuang Yu use these items for the first time. Because at that time, Zuo Feng had lost all his cultivation and could not practice due to physical reasons. At that time, Zhuang Yu proposed to teach him the method of mixing medicine, and these utensils in front of him were exactly what he used on the first day of learning.

In the next year, Zuo Feng had to deal with these instruments almost every day. These instruments were used to process medicinal materials.

The young man surnamed Cheng looked a little surprised after getting these instruments, but then he looked at the city lord surnamed Lin opposite with a smirk. The two smiled at each other and saw what the other was thinking. Then they turned their heads at the same time and looked at Zuo Feng at the edge of the square with deep meaning.

The two looked at him with ill intentions at this time, which startled Zuo Feng. For a moment, he didn't understand what bad ideas they were thinking. The city lord surnamed Lin quickly retracted his gaze and began to distribute the same instruments to the Duan siblings.

These two people seemed to be very familiar with these instruments. They played with them casually in their hands, as if they had a very intimate feeling with these instruments.

Then Zuo Feng looked at the others and found that the other participants in the selection frowned, and they seemed to be a little sad when they looked at the instruments of the three people in front.

'These three guys obviously understand something, but the others seem to be very embarrassed. Is there something I don't know about the use of these instruments? It seems that the so-called "Medicine Sect" must know some secret methods to process medicinal materials. The city lord surnamed Lin is called their nephew, and he should also be a member of the "Medicine Sect", so he knows that only these three people know how to use these instruments. '

Thinking in his mind, although Zuo Feng was a little anxious, his face did not show much change. He still observed the old man surnamed Lin expressionlessly. As he spread the bag, the big bag in his hand became more and more shriveled, until he walked in front of Zuo Feng and took out the last pile of items left in the package and put them on the stone table.

At this time, Zuo Feng and the old man surnamed Lin looked at each other. Zuo Feng's face did not show joy or anger, but the old man surnamed Lin sneered and whispered: "Boy, you shouldn't have come to participate in the selection of medicine boys in Tushan Town. The three places here have long been determined."

After that, the old man surnamed Lin turned his head and looked at the three women surnamed Duan in front of him. Without him explaining more, Zuo Feng already understood who the three people he was referring to were. But after listening to it, Zuo Feng said calmly: "This competition is also very important to me. No matter what, I must be one of the qualified players. There is no room for negotiation on this matter."

After hearing this, the old man surnamed Lin suddenly laughed out loud, which immediately attracted the attention of many people, including those who were watching the selection of medicine boys around the square.

Then the old man surnamed Lin lowered his voice and sneered, "Boy, it would be fine if I let you pass the first round of selection, or even the second round. But you are too ignorant, and the girl with you is also very ignorant. She even wants to use a gold cake to gamble. Then don't think I will let you advance."

Zuo Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he was burning with anger in his heart, he even wanted to punch the old man in the face, but in the end he still held back and didn't explode.

Seeing that Zuo Feng didn't change at all, neither did he have an outburst of anger, nor did he beg as he guessed, it was beyond the old man surnamed Lin's expectation.

If Zuo Feng had an outburst here, he could be sure that this boy and the girl must have a great background and didn't need to take them seriously at all. If Zuo Feng begged hard, it would prove that he had no background and he didn't need to take him seriously.

But the other party was so calm now that the old man surnamed Lin felt something was wrong. But now the relationship between the two sides has developed to this point, there is no room for maneuver. The old man surnamed Lin's eyes stayed on Zuo Feng's face for a moment, and finally he snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards the bottom of the platform.

Mayor Gao and the other two people and the woman surnamed Duan were observing this side, but they didn't hear anything except the laughter of the old man surnamed Lin. Seeing that the old man surnamed Lin had distributed the last thing to everyone, Mayor Gao stood up again and said loudly.

"For this round of selection, I think most people should know that all the herbs should be processed and then stored in different containers. Everyone is here to participate in the selection of herbs, I don't think you are not clear about this, so I won't say much. The time is one stick of incense, so if you haven't finished before this stick of incense burns out, you will also be considered to have failed the selection."

As he said this, Mayor Gao took out a stick of incense as thick as a little finger from his sleeve and lit it, and said at the same time: "Now please hurry up and complete the selection. Oh, by the way, the clean water you need is there."

As Mayor Gao said this, he pointed to the bottom of the stands, and six strong men came over with six large jars filled with clean water, and then placed the clean water in the stands.

Zuo Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. At this time, all the contestants were concentrated at the front, and those who were close to the mouth of the numbers were basically eliminated in the first round. He was now the farthest from the high platform in front, and it was the most inconvenient for him to get water among all the people.

Although they also had a small bucket in their hands, in order to handle so many kinds of medicinal materials, they had to repeatedly fetch clean water. In this way, Zuo Feng would inevitably spend several times more time in the process of fetching water.

But what made Zuo Feng even more depressed was that he didn't know the real way to handle medicinal materials. So he could only try to observe it, but the time was indeed limited to one stick of incense. The time of this stick of incense was neither long nor short. It can be imagined that this should also be studied by the three old guys.

When the water tank was moved in, the three women surnamed Duan went straight to get water, and the others also rushed forward to get water. The young man surnamed Cheng stepped forward, and except for the two siblings surnamed Duan, everyone else was stopped by him.

Although everyone was dissatisfied, no one was willing to really conflict with him. First, the identity of the young man surnamed Cheng was special, and second, the cultivation of the young man surnamed Cheng was much higher than others. So these people could only wait patiently for the three of them to fetch water first, and then they went to fetch the water back.

Zuo Feng did not move a step from beginning to end, but silently observed the actions of the three of them. The three old men under the platform also saw Zuo Feng's actions clearly, but they showed joy on their faces after seeing this.

At this time, the square of the selection was busy, but only Zuo Feng, who was at the edge, seemed to have been hit by acupuncture points, and stood there motionless like a piece of wood.