Compared to Master Liao's humility, Long Yi is like a bumpkin from a barbaric land. Not only is he rude, but he also pretends to know everything, which is ridiculous.

Long Yi didn't care about the ill will of the people towards him at all. Master Liao was not a good person at all. How could the smugness and mockery that flashed across this guy's face escape his divine sense?

Bullshit about being humble, that was just an act for others to see. Naturally, Long Yi sneered at the old man's hypocritical behavior.

He is half dead, yet he still acts so noble. Does he really want to be remembered forever with his mediocre skills?

But everyone just fell for Master Liao's words, and Pavilion Master Cheng smiled and said, "Master Liao, you really don't have to be so modest.

Your good reputation is circulating throughout the Dragon Nation's Feng Shui and Daoist circles. How can some unknown villains be qualified to comment on you?"

As he spoke, he looked at Long Yi intentionally or unintentionally, and the sarcasm in his words was self-evident.

After finishing speaking, Pavilion Master Cheng glared at Cheng Zizhen with dissatisfaction and said in a cold voice:

"You little bastard, don't bring your friends from the drinking and whoring world back home again. Why don't you take him away right away? Lingbao Pavilion really can't afford to lose this person."

Cheng Zizhen's expression suddenly became hesitant. On one side was his majestic father, and on the other side was Master Long, who was a master of magic. He was caught in a dilemma for a moment.

After a while, Master Liao took the initiative to break the silence, and said slowly with a kind look:

"Pavilion Master Cheng, there's no need to be so serious. Perhaps this young Taoist friend really has some abilities. If I'm really wrong, wouldn't that be unfair to him?"

After saying this, the old man stared at Long Yi with a half-smile, "Fellow Daoist, I have fought for this opportunity for you. Please share your unique insights."

The onlookers started to make a fuss and looked at Long Yi jokingly.

"What? Weren't you so awesome when you were making sarcastic remarks just now? Why are you so scared now that you can't even speak?"

"I think this guy is a hopeless case. If he really had the ability, he would have said it openly long ago."

Even several high-ranking officials in Yandu looked at Long Yi impatiently.

Master Liao's analysis just now was so professional, even though it was always interspersed with such abstruse ancient texts as "The Book of Changes" and "Tao Te Ching", doesn't this further demonstrate his professionalism?

This matter, which puzzled more than a dozen botanical experts, became reasonable after Master Liao's analysis.

When will it be your turn as a young boy to question?

"Young people nowadays are becoming more and more impetuous. Their level is probably not even half as high as that of my students." A professor from Yandu Forestry University said coldly.

"You really flatter him. How can this kid be compared with college students? He probably just graduated from junior high school and started working in society." A researcher on the side sneered.

In the crowd, a girl with black-framed glasses and a pretty face without any makeup looked at Long Yi, her eyes full of curiosity.

"Brother, I always feel that this young man has an extraordinary aura. Maybe he really has some ability?"

The young man beside him sneered with disdain upon hearing this:

"Tsk! Isn't it obvious that this guy is a charlatan? I have been trained in the Institute of Plant Science since I was a child, and I have mastered the most scientific and complete knowledge system.

After more than twenty years of studying, I'm still clueless about this magical herb thing. How can a country bumpkin like him figure it out?"

"Okay then." The beautiful woman with black-framed glasses shrank her head, stood on tiptoe in the crowd and continued to look at Long Yi.

The old man behind the two men also agreed with the young man's point of view. This old man was Gu Shoucheng, an academician of the Academy of Plant Sciences. It was no exaggeration to say that he had been dealing with plants for most of his life and had published many papers in internationally renowned scientific journals.

He is also the most authoritative expert in this consultation on the spiritual herb planting base.

The beautiful woman with black-framed glasses who just spoke was the old man's granddaughter Gu Weiwei. She just graduated from Yandu Forestry University last year and now works in the Institute of Plant Science to engage in related scientific research. Old Gu also intends to train her to be his successor.

As for the young man who had just mocked Long Yi, his name was Guan Chengwen. He was adopted from an orphanage by Mr. Gu when he was ten years old. He was also very capable. With years of hard work, he became a laboratory assistant in the Institute of Plant Science.

Old Gu led the consultation in the breeding base for a whole week, analyzing samples of almost every kind of spiritual herb, but still could not find the cause of the withering.

He couldn't help but sigh: "The development of science has not reached that level after all. I hope the methods left by the ancestors of Longguo can be effective."

Guan Chengwen sneered, "Mr. Gu, I think Master Liao is just a charlatan. It's the modern age and he's still into these superstitious things. In the end, I'm sure you'll have to step in and solve the problem."

His words were full of a sense of superiority. After all, having a stable job in the Institute of Plant Science is something that many people dream of.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Gu shook his head and said seriously:

"We researchers must be respectful of everything. Master Liao is definitely not as bad as you say. He is truly capable."

As he spoke, he seemed to recall the past: "Twenty years ago, the entire Yandu was hit by natural disasters year after year. God didn't send down even a drop of water. The leaders of Longguo ordered our Institute of Plant Science to research a kind of drought-resistant rice.

However, it is almost impossible to cultivate new varieties in a short period of time. At that time, a group of Taoists built a large rain-reducing formation in Yandu. After the formation was built, it actually rained the next day.

It revitalized the entire Yandu's crops and saved the lives of tens of millions of people.

I remember one of the Taoist priests was none other than this Master Liu..."

After Mr. Gu finished speaking, Guan Chengwen was shocked beyond words, and there was no longer a trace of contempt in his eyes when he looked at Master Liu.

Gu Weiwei, who was standing by, was also listening intently, her cherry lips slightly opened, obviously shocked.

"So, if Master Liao, a master of all-powerful magic, is helpless against the withering of spiritual herbs, then I'm afraid no one else in the world can solve the problem." Old Gu sighed.

At this time, Master Liao was still asking relentlessly:

"Little Daoist friend, what's the matter with you remaining silent? Since you doubt what I said is wrong, why don't you help me revise it?"

Facing the unfriendly looks from everyone, Long Yi said calmly:

"There's no need to edit it, because it's completely wrong. That's why I just said you were 'full of nonsense'!"

"presumptuous!"

Unexpectedly, the young man in front of him became even more aggressive. Master Liao no longer cared about his image and became furious.

He is a well-known Taoist priest in the North. Even in the entire Dragon Country's magic circle, he can be ranked among the top ten.