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Not knowing how long it took, Zhao Xinyu woke up faintly. He stood up suddenly and looked around. Then a trace of relief appeared in his eyes. His consciousness was still there and he had not become a fool.

He stood up and felt the changes in his body. He could feel that the eight extraordinary meridians were full of agile internal force. Because of the impact of the internal force, there were no cracks in the damaged meridians and Dantian. The internal force contained in the meridians and Dantian made his body full of explosive energy. the power of.

Suddenly his body shook, and he felt that his Baihui point had disappeared, and a "dantian" the size of a football appeared where the Baihui point had originally been. It is also full of energy. Although the energy is much less than the Dantian under the Qihai Point, it is actually a Dantian.

This discovery made Zhao Xinyu completely stupid. He knew that a cultivator only had one Dantian, but now he had two Dantians, which made him a little confused.

The breath on his body fluctuated slightly, and the Hongmeng Sutra began to operate. What surprised him was that the energy in the two Dantians began to flow, and they were the same eight extraordinary meridians. There was no conflict between the two, but they just flowed out from the Dantian below. The energy is stronger.

After racking his brains, he couldn't figure out the reason. Zhao Xinyu shook his head. He simply didn't think about it. Maybe the answer could be found in the books left by his grandfather.

Looking up at the space, the unknown small tree had grown to nearly two meters. The original brown trunk became more mottled, but the color turned red.

What surprised Zhao Xinyu was that the leaves on the tree were no longer the green they were when new shoots sprouted, but turned blood red. Even the green soil in the area covered by trees turned light red.

The whole tree was surrounded by a strong fragrance of tea. The fragrance alone made him feel intoxicated. Looking carefully at the blood-red leaves, Zhao Xinyu showed a trace of confusion in his eyes. This was really a tea tree, but the leaves of the tea tree It was all emerald green, but why it turned into blood red now, he couldn't figure it out.

He reached out and picked off a leaf and put it into his mouth. Immediately, his eyes flashed with excitement. The tea tree was indeed real, and the unfried tea leaves made him feel intoxicated. The fragrance also gave him a refreshing feeling.

Zhao Xinyu lives in the north. Everyone knows that there are no tea trees in the north, so he doesn't know much about tea. In his heart, this tea is definitely top-notch, because he has never smelled such a smell.

Excited, Zhao Xinyu looked around and saw that the space had expanded again. The area had increased by another fifty or sixty acres. The lake had also expanded a lot. Every living thing in the space had undergone considerable changes.

Suddenly he thought of the corpses thrown into the space. He had been busy in those days and didn't bother to deal with them. Now that he really had inner strength, he felt comfortable and decided to deal with those corpses.

When he arrived at the place where the corpse was placed, Zhao Xinyu was stunned again. He saw a jungle appearing in that area. Pine trees and ash trees grow alternately in the jungle, and the corpses have disappeared, leaving only some clothes, mobile phones, folding knives and so on on the ground.

"Space can still have such effects," Zhao Xinyu couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Considering that he didn't know how long he had been here, and he didn't check to see if there were any good things in the mezzanine of the box used by ancient Chinese medicine, he left the space with a sudden thought.

When he arrived outside the space, he took out his mobile phone and looked at the time. Then his eyes suddenly shrank, and he felt bad. The date displayed on the mobile phone was that today was the day for the traditional Chinese medicine examination. The examination time was half past eight. It was eight now. Point twenty.

He hurriedly changed his clothes, without even bothering to wash his face, and rushed out of the hotel with his backpack. . . . . . .

The Yangcheng Traditional Chinese Medicine Association is an ancient building that is at least over a hundred years old. Perhaps due to the decline of traditional Chinese medicine, the paint on the main door of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association has become mottled.

Although today is the annual traditional Chinese medicine assessment, and candidates from several regions are taking the assessment in Yangcheng, there are only a few people in front of the gate of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association at this moment.

In front of the gate, a middle-aged man in his fifties looked at the list in his hand, frowned, and there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes. There were not many candidates who applied for the exam this time, but there were still a few who did not come.

Just when he turned around to go in, there was a sound of running, and he couldn't help but turn his head. The next moment, there was a trace of contempt in his eyes.

He saw a young man with unkempt beard and messy hair hurried over, and when the young man approached him, he smelled a smell from the young man's body that made him nauseous.

Zhao Xinyu, who hurried over, saw the change in the middle-aged man's expression. He was slightly startled. In fact, he smelled his own scent when he came over. Now that he saw the middle-aged man's appearance, he knew why the middle-aged man There will be a look of disdain for him.

His heart moved slightly, and then he thought of a young man in the village when he was a child. He laughed and walked up to the middle-aged man, "Little brother, I'm here for the assessment too, the time is just right."

When he saw this, not only he was middle-aged, but also the people who came with his relatives and friends for the assessment couldn't help but look at him, and there was a hint of weirdness in everyone's eyes.

He was dressed like a human but not slovenly. He smelled like that, and he still spoke in such a slick tone, which made everyone look at him with a hint of disgust.

Zhao Xinyu didn't pay attention. He glanced at the middle-aged man lightly and said, "Zhao Xinyu, where is the assessment place?"

The middle-aged man gave him a cold look and said angrily, "Keep going in. There are people inside who are dedicated to receiving candidates."

Passing through a corridor, Zhao Xinyu smelled the fragrance of medicinal herbs. Outside the corridor, he saw a large medicinal field of about five or six acres. Many of the medicinal herbs in the medicinal field could be described as expensive in medical stores.

And there was a rickety figure in the medicine field. The clothes on the figure's owner couldn't bear to be looked at directly. It could be described as sloppy. There were oil stains on it in many places. The old man's hair was gray, and he was just like him. It was very messy, which made Zhao Xinyu very happy.

"Little brother, you take good care of these herbs." Zhao Xinyu joked after thinking about his current appearance.

The owner of the rickety figure was shocked and turned to look at Zhao Xinyu. Then a strange smile appeared in his eyes. Although Zhao Xinyu was still dressed cleanly, his hair was messy and there was a layer of black on his face. Obviously This guy hasn't washed his face in an unknown amount of time.

The old man turned his head, and Zhao Xinyu could see clearly the old man's appearance. Although his hair was messy and his body was sloppy, the old man's face was as tender as a baby's skin, and there was no trace of senility at all.

"I only see it so small." There was a narrow smile in the old man's eyes.

Zhao Xinyu laughed and said, "Your face is as tender as a baby. Calling you little brother means you are old." Although he said this, there was a trace of regret in Zhao Xinyu's heart.

He could tell that although the old man was sloppily dressed, he was not an ordinary person. Zhao Xinyu could tell from the old man's hands that were stained with dirt but still white and tender. The old man's attainments in traditional Chinese medicine are extremely advanced.

But after what he said just now, and the old man's question, he could only get off the road and continue to talk glibly.

The old man laughed and said, "Boy, I love hearing this. You seem to be late soon."

Zhao Xinyu shrank his eyes, exclaimed, turned around and ran towards the door where several staff members were standing at the door. When he ran over, he saw the middle-aged men and women looking at him with extremely expressions. Weird, obviously those few people heard the exchange between him and the old man just now.

Zhao Xinyu gave his name and then quickly walked in. The few people frowned and glanced at the old man with a trace of confusion in their eyes.

The old man's status in the Chinese Medicine Association is transcendent. The old man is slovenly dressed, and this young man is similar to the old man. Could it be that this young man and the old man have a special relationship, otherwise why did they talk like that just now.

They knew that not only the people from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, but also the famous Chinese medicine masters in China were all respectful in front of the old man, and now. . . . . . .

Zhao Xinyu entered the room and saw that it was a space with an area of ​​at least thousands of square meters. Although the space was large and there were many tables and chairs inside, it was extremely old and could almost be described as an antique, and the space There were less than a hundred people in the crowd, and there were many white-haired old people among them.

As he walked over, Zhao Xinyu's eyes narrowed slightly. He saw that the four groups of people in front of him were all wearing robes unique to ancient Chinese medicine, but they were in different colors.

Seeing these four groups of people, Zhao Xinyu was shocked again. He suddenly thought of what his grandfather had said. Could it be that these four groups of people are all inheritors of ancient Chinese medicine.

What puzzled him was that the family of traditional Chinese medicine had a transcendent status in the world of traditional Chinese medicine, and their disciples should not be with people like them during the assessment.

Although he was confused, Zhao Xinyu did not approach those people because of the unpleasant smell on his body. Instead, he sat in an unoccupied seat a few rows away from them.

His arrival did not attract the attention of the people in front. The people in front were sitting quietly. At this time, an old man wearing a green robe came out of the corner door and walked behind a table on the stage. Then he coughed lightly and said, "I'll click on it." name".

"Li Ming..." As the names rang out one by one, Zhao Xinyu's eyes fell on the four groups of people. He wanted to know which of the four groups of people were going to take the traditional Chinese medicine examination.

"Sun Buhui".

As this name rang out, the originally quiet venue let out exclamations one after another. People in modern clothes all turned their heads to look at a group of people wearing blue Chinese medicine robes.

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