Chapter 573 Ying Zijin: Want to see the Tea Sage? Then let's meet! [1st Update]
An Ling also heard about the joint trial of the three halls of the Dan Alliance a few days ago, and also knew that even Fu Xi was alarmed because of the Evil Doctor.
He wasn't surprised that Fu Chen would bring Ying Zijin with him.
Ying Zijin is indeed a genius, but her current status in the field of ancient medicine is not high enough.
"What are you talking about if you have nothing to say?" Fu Chen slapped him on the head. "You're wasting my good mood."
How could he possibly reveal the secret that Ying Zijin is Fu Xi's master?
There were already many people in the ancient medical community who wanted to find Fu Xi's master and ask her to make house calls.
“No, no, no, there is.” An Ling glanced at the girl who had walked away before speaking again, “News has come from the Lin family in the ancient martial arts world that the Tea Saint is preparing to come out of seclusion, and she is very likely to come during this winter hunt.”
"Are you really going to come out of seclusion?" Fu Chen was quite surprised. "That's a good thing."
Which ancient physician wouldn't want to meet the Sage of Tea?
That's equivalent to having a complete medicine warehouse.
The kind that is inexhaustible.
An Ling nodded: "Brother Fu, this matter must not be told to anyone."
"Okay, okay." Fu Chen waved his hand, then turned around and found the girl was gone. He immediately chased after her, calling out, "Miss Ying, wait for me!"
An Ling looked at her and shook her head: "It seems that this Miss Zijing is planning to join the Fu family. Otherwise, Brother Fu would not have brought her along. The Fu family has gained another great general."
**
Front.
Fu Chen caught up with the girl: "Grandmaster, why did you leave me behind?"
"No." Ying Zijing was still looking at the bushes in the distance, lost in thought. "I just saw a red fox, it was quite pretty."
Fu Chen nodded: "This is a primeval forest, it hasn't been damaged, and there are plenty of animals here."
Ying Zijin nodded.
Some animals that have been declared extinct are actually still quite numerous in the fields of ancient medicine and ancient martial arts.
After her walk, she remembered something: "You want to see the Sage of Tea?"
“Who wouldn’t want to?” Fu Chen sighed. “Although I don’t like working, seeing some medicinal herbs can be quite an eye-opener.”
Over the years, many people in the ancient medical community have cultivated medicinal herbs, but no one has been able to compare with the Tea Sage.
Ying Zijin pulled her coat tighter: "Then let's meet."
Fu Chen was confused: "What do you mean by 'then'?"
Meeting the Sage of Tea is so easy?
He followed Ying Zijin to the wooden house, completely bewildered.
There was a barbecue grill inside the wooden cabin.
Fu Chen didn't have to wait long before people arrived.
He looked up.
It was an old lady, holding the latest smartphone, walking with a brisk pace.
Many people have never met the Tea Saint; they only know that she was an old woman.
However, because Fu Xi had communicated with the Tea Sage, and Fu Xi had a portrait of the Tea Sage.
Fu Chen recognized him immediately.
He suddenly stood up, astonished: "The Tea Sage, senior?"
The old lady ignored him and went inside looking for food.
Her expression immediately changed when she saw the other person in the cabin: "Kid, what are you doing here?"
She hadn't seen Fu Yunshen for a long time.
A few years ago, Fu Yunshen left the field of traditional Chinese medicine for a long period of time.
Fu Yunshen handed Ying Zijin a glass of hot juice: "Don't you understand?"
"Hmph." The old lady sat down, picked up the grilled fish, and looked displeased.
"Big brother." The little medicine boy who followed her in showed a flawless, obedient smile.
"Don't call me 'big brother,' call me 'shameless brat.'" Fu Yun Shen slowly pulled the phone out of the little medicine boy's hand. "Call me in person, otherwise I won't hear you."
Young medicine boy: "..."
He touched his bald head, feeling somewhat aggrieved.
Fu Chen, standing to the side, was utterly shocked.
The Sage of Tea!
He was eating barbecue right in front of him without any regard for his image, and chatting and laughing with his ancestors.
He believes it now.
For Ying Zijin, meeting the Tea Sage was a very easy task.
Ying Zijing sat on the sofa and replied to the message.
[Loves Money and Boss Only]: Boss, is your lab short-staffed? I heard from the staff today that there are a few young people in the family who are into physics. They could lend you a hand?
Since the last attack on the NOK forum, she hasn't logged into the Divine Calculator's ID account much.
Without logging in, even the most skilled hacker cannot attack her.
So she gave her WeChat ID to Xize and deleted all chat history on the forum.
Therefore, Xize had no choice but to start learning how to use WeChat.
However, he stayed in the castle and spent his time either making money or watching dramas and surfing the internet. Unlike other old-fashioned people who didn't understand modern technology and trends, he was quite fashionable.
Laurent Castle is also filled with all kinds of mobile phones and computers, of all models.
Having money means you can do whatever you want.
"Okay, you can send me the information first, I'll take a look."
After replying, Ying Zijin picked up a skewer of grilled chicken wings.
Fu Yunshen also sat down.
Fu Chen felt very uncomfortable being the only person in the room.
The old lady finished her barbecue and left slowly, almost forgetting to take the little medicine boy with her.
Fu Chen finally caught his breath. He wrapped his clothes tighter and lowered his voice to the lowest possible level: "Grandmaster, could the Tea Sage also be your disciple?"
“No.” Ying Zijing picked up a skewer of chicken wings. “She’s only just over a hundred years old.”
"That's good, that's good." Fu Chen patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief. "Grandmaster, do you have any other disciples?"
Ying Zijing paused for a moment: "And, I don't know if it's still there."
Fu Chen nodded.
Fu Xi has been able to live so long because of her ancient martial arts skills; others might not be able to.
He started eating the barbecue with a heart full of shock.
**
The winter hunt lasts only five days.
On the last day, many people were waiting.
Because you can watch a very interesting match.
"It's time for the competition." On the stage, the Grand Elder of the Dan Alliance stroked his beard and said, "The same old rules, two against two, decided by drawing lots."
"I don't need to explain the rules, right? Each of you will concoct a poison and an antidote, and then take them to each other. Whoever can concoct the poison and the antidote in the shortest time wins."
A very brutal competition method.
But not many people dared to participate.
What if the two people have vastly different medical skills, and the poisoning kills them before they can administer the antidote in time?
"However, this time the prize is quite rare; it's Snow Jade Ginseng," the Elder added. "That's why I'm here to encourage everyone to participate in the competition."
As soon as these words were spoken, the noise from the audience grew louder.
"Snow Jade Ginseng? They're actually willing to use Snow Jade Ginseng as a prize for the competition?"
"Our ancient medical community has really gone all out this time. If we had rare medicinal materials like Snow Jade Ginseng in the past, we wouldn't have been able to put them on display."
"I won't participate in the Snow Jade Ginseng competition either; it's a life-or-death contest."
Ying Zijing's ears twitched, and her eyes slowly opened.
She also heard the words "Snow Jade Ginseng".
Last night, the old lady told her about this medicinal herb, which is also essential for repairing the hidden injuries in Fu Yunshen's body.
The old lady also has them in her herb garden, but they are not yet ripe.
This Snow Jade Ginseng is natural; it was recently picked from a high mountain in the ancient martial arts world by an expedition team.
Few people visit that high mountain, and the Snow Jade Ginseng is small and difficult to find.
Therefore, it is estimated that this Snow Jade Ginseng was not only undamaged, but also at least 500 years old.
Moreover, naturally grown plants are always better than artificially cultivated ones.
Fu Yunshen sensed the girl's interest. He patted her head and chuckled softly, "Yaoyao, I'm fine. My internal injury is only a little bit left. I just need to rest. There's no need to worry too much."
The hidden injuries in his body were from the past.
After all, no matter how much ancient martial arts push the limits of the human body, it is still just a mortal body. Coupled with repeated fatal injuries, it will leave hidden wounds.
However, he has always recovered quickly, and over the years he has recovered to about 70-80%.
Ying Zijin had treated him, and the hidden injuries in his body no longer had any effect on him.
“No.” Ying Zijing said calmly, unusually firm. “That’s because there are no medicinal herbs available.”
She looked up at the several alchemy furnaces on the high platform, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and said casually, "It's just a matter of detoxification."
This was easy for her.
She initially got involved in medicine because making drugs was fun.
"With your hidden injuries completely healed, your ancient martial arts cultivation will also improve considerably. With some more practice, you could reach 150 years of cultivation, right?" Ying Zijing tilted her head slightly, raising an eyebrow. "Weren't you supposed to be protecting me?"
Such a cultivation speed is indeed very fast.
"I can't argue with you." Fu Yunshen said with a hint of helplessness, "But you need to know that you are more important."
Having witnessed the killing, burning, and looting of the ancient martial arts world, he would never do anything like stealing medicinal herbs.
What others do is none of his business, but he must be strict with himself.
The two spoke in very soft voices.
Surrounded by ancient doctors, and with hearing just like an ordinary person, he couldn't hear anything.
From a distance, Meng Qingxue could only see the two people's movements, and her heart felt like it was being devoured by ants.
She couldn't help but look at it.
Ying Zijing turned to look at Fu Chen: "Are there any other requirements for this competition?"
Fu Chen was so sleepy that he didn't have time to respond.
“Oh, this is a custom in the ancient medical community,” An Ling explained from the side. “It’s mainly to train ancient doctors’ ability to detoxify and deal with evil doctors.”
"Miss Zijing should know by now that because the evil doctor takes crooked and unorthodox methods, he is actually better than the ancient doctor in the use of poison."
In the past, there were no explicit rules in the field of ancient medicine that said ancient doctors could never use medicine to kill people, but everyone was aware of this in their hearts.
It wasn't until the emergence of quack doctors that the ancient medical community finally established strict rules.
Ying Zijing tapped the armrest of her chair: "Register directly on the spot?"
"Yes, on-site registration, wait—" An Ling suddenly realized, and exclaimed in surprise, "You want to participate?"
Although Ying Zijing is a genius in alchemy, ranking first in the fourth level assessment of the Pill Alliance.
But if they were to actually refine medicine, how could they compare to the direct descendants of the three ancient medical families who had been trained from childhood?
Of course, An Ling believed that in a few years, Ying Zijin would definitely be able to surpass Meng Qingxue, if not surpass her.
But now?
The two spoke without trying to hide the volume of their voices.
Meng Qingxue, in particular, had been paying close attention to Ying Zijin and overheard the conversation.
Participate in this competition?
Meng Qingxue pursed her lips.
It's not like we can't give it a try.
An Ling said anxiously, "Brother Fu, you should stop her! Don't even mention Qingxue, she can't compare to my sister either."
Although the older generation doesn't get involved in this competition, only the young people participate.
But which young traditional Chinese medicine doctor who dares to participate isn't a seasoned veteran?
Fu Chen had already fallen asleep at some point and didn't answer at all.
An Ling: "..."
Helpless, he turned to her and said, "Young Master Fu, aren't you going to try to persuade her?"
Fu Yunshen's peach blossom eyes curved into a smile: "I'll listen to her."
An Ling: "..."
He had no choice but to pull An Miaomiao aside and say, "If you draw Miss Zijing later, you have to go easy on her, okay?"
"Oh, big brother, don't worry." An Miaomiao looked up from her phone. "I'll just admit defeat. I have no interest in Snow Jade Ginseng anyway."
She participates in the competition to hone her medical skills.
An Miaomiao added, "Also, mind your own business when it comes to beautiful women."
An Ling: "..."
They shouldn't have installed signal transmitters and Wi-Fi when they settled down; what's the point of going online?
He couldn't understand any of these slang terms.
Registration was indeed done on-site, and the lottery was also drawn on the spot.
There weren't many people who signed up, just twelve in total, so they could be paired up.
Apart from An Miaomiao and Meng Qingxue, the other young ancient doctors are basically of similar strength.
The lottery results came out quickly.
"Miss Qingxue is—" The Grand Elder frowned upon seeing the result of the draw, paused for two seconds, and then spoke, "Miss Zijin."
After he finished speaking, he took out two slips of paper and showed them to everyone.
Silence reigned below.
An Ling leaned back in her chair: "This is it."
He originally thought that even if Ying Zijin's luck was the worst, she would only draw An Miaomiao.
As a result, he ended up facing off against Meng Qingxue.
No one knows why Meng Qingxue participated in this alchemy competition.
She was in poor health, and the Meng family always kept a close watch on her; how could they possibly let her take poison herself?
However, it's understandable, as Meng Qingxue is the best in medicine among the younger generation, while Lin Qingjia is slightly inferior.
How can we compete now?
(End of this chapter)
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