Chapter 573 Ying Zijin: Want to meet the Tea Saint? See you then【1 more】
An Ling also heard about the three-court trial of the Dan League a few days ago, and knew that even Fu Xi was alarmed because of the evil doctor's matter.
He was not surprised that Fu Chen would bring Ying Zijin with him.
Ying Zijin is indeed a genius, but his current status in the ancient medical community is not high enough.
"It's nothing, what are you talking about?" Fu Chen slapped him on the head, "It's a waste of my good mood."
How could he possibly tell anyone that Ying Zijin was Fu Xi's master?
There were already many people in the ancient medical community who wanted to find Fuxi's master and ask her to see patients.
"No, no, no, there is." An Ling glanced at the girl who was walking away, and then spoke again, "There's news from the Lin family in the ancient martial arts world, saying that the Tea Saint is preparing to leave the mountains. She is likely to come for this winter hunt."
"Are you really going to leave the mountain?" Fu Chenting was surprised. "That's a good thing."
Which ancient doctor doesn’t want to meet the Tea Saint?
That is equivalent to having a complete library of medicinal materials.
The kind that is inexhaustible.
An Ling nodded: "Brother Fu, you can't tell anyone about this."
"I know, I know." Fu Chen waved his hand, turned around and found that the girl was gone, and immediately chased after her, "Master - Miss Ying, wait for me."
An Ling looked at her and shook his head: "It seems that Miss Zijin is planning to join the Fu family, otherwise Brother Fu would not have brought her with him. The Fu family has gained another great general."
**
Front.
Fu Chen caught up with the girl: "Master, why did you abandon me?"
"No." Ying Zijin was still looking at the bushes in the distance, thinking, "I just saw a red fox, it was pretty."
Fu Chen nodded: "This is a primeval forest, it has never been destroyed, and there are many animals."
Ying Zijin nodded.
Some animals that have been determined to be extinct actually still exist in many parts of the ancient medical and martial arts world.
After she finished her walk, she remembered something: "You want to see the Tea Saint?"
"Who wouldn't want to?" Fu Chen sighed, "Although I don't like working, seeing some medicinal herbs can broaden my horizons."
Over the years, there have been many people in the ancient medical community who have grown medicinal herbs, but no one can compare to the Tea Saint.
Ying Zijin gathered his coat and said, "Then let's meet."
Fu Chen was confused: "What do you mean by then?"
Is it easy to meet the Tea Saint?
Confused, he followed Ying Zijin to the wooden house.
There is a barbecue grill in the wooden house.
Fu Chen didn't wait long before someone arrived.
He looked up.
She was an old lady, holding the latest smartphone in her hand and walking with a breeze.
Many people have never seen the Tea Saint, they only know that she is an old lady.
But because Fuxi had communicated with the Tea Saint, Fuxi had a portrait of the Tea Saint.
Fu Chen had seen it before and recognized it at once.
He stood up suddenly, surprised: "Senior Tea Saint?"
The old lady ignored him and came in to look for food.
Until she saw another person in the cabin, her expression suddenly cracked: "Boy, why are you here?"
She hadn't seen Fu Yunshen for a long time.
A few years ago, Fu Yunshen left the traditional Chinese medicine community for a long time.
Fu Yunshen handed Ying Zijin a glass of hot juice: "Don't you understand yet?"
"Hmph." The old lady sat down, picked up the grilled fish, and looked worried.
"Big brother." The little medicine boy who followed in showed a flawless and well-behaved smile.
"Don't call me big brother, you're just a shameless person who deserves a beating." Fu Yunshen slowly took the phone out of the little medicine boy's hand, "Call me in person, otherwise I won't be able to hear you."
Little medicine boy: “…”
He touched his bald head, feeling a little aggrieved.
Fu Chen was standing aside, completely shocked.
The Saint of Tea!
He was eating barbecue in front of him without any image and chatting and laughing with his ancestors.
He believes it now.
For Ying Zijin, meeting the Tea Saint was very easy.
Ying Zijin sat on the sofa and replied to the message.
[I only love money and I also love the boss]: Boss, is your lab short of people? Today I heard from my subordinates that there are a few young people in the family who are interested in physics. Can they give you some help?
Ever since she was attacked on the NOK forum last time, she rarely logged into the Divine Calculator ID account.
Without logging in, even the most powerful hackers can't attack her.
So she gave her WeChat account to Xi Ze and deleted all the chat records on the forum.
For this reason, Xize could only start learning how to use WeChat.
However, he has been in the castle all the time. Apart from making money, he usually watches TV shows and surfs the Internet. Unlike other old antiques who don't understand modern technology and trends, he is very fashionable.
The Laurent Castle is also filled with all kinds of mobile phones and computers, of all models.
If you have money, you can be willful.
[Well, you can send me the information first and I’ll take a look.] 】
After Ying Zijin replied, he picked up a string of grilled chicken wings.
Fu Yunshen also sat down.
Fu Chen was the only one in the room and felt very uncomfortable.
After eating the barbecue, the old lady walked away slowly and almost forgot to bring the little medicine boy with her.
Fu Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief. He wrapped himself in clothes and lowered his voice to the lowest level: "Grandmaster, could the Tea Saint be your disciple as well?"
"No." Ying Zijin picked up a string of chicken wings, "She is only just over a hundred years old."
"That's good, that's good." Fu Chen patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "Then, Grandmaster, do you have other disciples?"
Ying Zijin paused and said, "Yes, I don't know if it's still there."
Fu Chen nodded.
Fu Xi was able to live so long because of his ancient martial arts skills, but the same may not be true for others.
He started eating the barbecue with a very frightened heart.
**
The winter hunting trip was not long, only five days in total.
On the last day, many people were waiting.
Because you can watch a very interesting game.
"It's time for the competition now." On the stage, the great elder of the Dan League stroked his beard and said, "It's still the same old rules. Two by two, and the decision will be made by drawing lots."
"I don't need to explain the rules, right? Each of you refine a poison and an antidote, and then give each other a dose. Whoever can successfully refine and detoxify in the shortest time wins."
A very rough way to play.
But not many people dare to participate.
What if the difference in medical skills between the two people is too great, and the patient dies of the poison before he can be given the antidote in time?
"But this time the prize is quite rare, it is Snow Jade Ginseng." The Great Elder added, "So I am here to encourage everyone to participate in the competition."
As soon as these words came out, the noise in the audience grew louder.
"Snow Jade Ginseng? You're willing to use Snow Jade Ginseng as a prize for the competition?"
"Our ancient medical community has invested a lot of money this time. If we had rare medicinal materials like Snow Jade Ginseng in the past, we would not have been able to display them."
"I won't participate in the Snow Jade Ginseng competition either. It's a deadly competition."
Ying Zijin's ears moved and his eyes slowly opened.
She also heard the three words "Snow Jade Ginseng".
The old lady had told her about this medicinal herb last night, and it was also necessary to repair the hidden injuries in Fu Yunshen's body.
There are some in the old lady’s medicine garden, but they are not ripe yet.
This snow jade ginseng is natural. An expedition team picked it from a high mountain in the ancient martial arts world not long ago.
That high mountain is seldom visited, and the snow ginseng is small and difficult to find.
Therefore, it is estimated that this snow jade ginseng is not only not damaged, but is also at least five hundred years old.
Moreover, naturally grown ones are definitely better than artificially grown ones.
Fu Yunshen sensed the girl's intention. He patted her head and laughed softly, "Yaoyao, I'm fine. I only have a little hidden injury left. I just need to recuperate. 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 develop the limits of the human body, it is still a mortal body, and repeated fatal injuries will also leave hidden injuries.
However, his recovery ability has always been very fast, and he has recovered almost all of it over the years.
Ying Zijin had nursed him back to health, and the hidden injuries in his body no longer had any effect on him.
"No." Ying Zijin said calmly, in a rare firm tone, "That's because we don't have the herbs."
She raised her head and looked at the several medicine furnaces on the high platform. Her eyes narrowed slightly and she said lightly, "It's just detoxification."
It was easy for her.
She first came into contact with medicine because making poisons was fun.
"The hidden injury has been completely healed, and your ancient martial arts skills will be much better. If you continue to practice, you will have 150 years, right?" Ying Zijin tilted his head slightly, raising his eyebrows, "Aren't you going to protect me?"
This cultivation speed is indeed very fast.
"I can't argue with you." Fu Yunshen was a little helpless. He said, "But you have to know that you are more important."
Because he was used to the killing, burning and looting in the ancient martial arts world, he would never do something as robbery as robbing medicinal materials.
It is none of his business what others do, but he must be strict with himself.
The two spoke in low voices.
There were ancient doctors all around, but their hearing was the same as that of ordinary people, so they didn't hear anything.
From a distance, Meng Qingxue could only see the actions of the two people, and her heart was filled with anxiety.
She couldn't control herself from looking.
Ying Zijin turned around and looked 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 heard it and explained, "It is mainly to train the ancient doctors' ability to detoxify and deal with evil doctors."
"Miss Zijin should know by now that evil doctors are better than traditional doctors in using poison because they use unorthodox methods."
In the past, there was no explicit rule in the ancient medical community that said ancient doctors were absolutely not allowed to use drugs to kill people, but everyone knew it.
It was not until the emergence of evil doctors that the ancient medical community established complete death rules.
Ying Zijin tapped the handle of the chair: "Register directly on site?"
"Yes, on-site registration, wait——" An Ling suddenly reacted and was surprised, "You want to participate?"
Although Ying Zijin is a genius in alchemy and ranked first in the Alchemy League's level four assessment.
But if he really makes medicine, how can he compare with the direct descendants of the three ancient medical families who have been trained since childhood?
Of course, An Ling believed that in a few years, Ying Zijin would not only surpass Meng Qingxue, but would definitely be on par with her.
But now?
The two of them talked without trying to cover up the volume of their voices.
Especially Meng Qingxue had been paying attention to Ying Zijin and also heard it.
Participate in this competition?
Meng Qingxue pursed her lips.
It’s not that you can’t try.
An Ling was a little anxious: "Brother Fu, please stop her. Not to mention Qingxue, even my sister can't compare to her."
Although the older generation will not interfere in this competition, only young people will participate.
But which young ancient doctor who dares to participate is not a veteran of many battles?
Fu Chen fell asleep without knowing when, and did not answer at all.
An Ling: “…”
He turned around helplessly and said, "Mr. Fu, why don't you try to persuade her?"
Fu Yun's peach blossom eyes curved up: "I'll listen to her."
An Ling: “…”
He had no choice but to pull An Miaomiao over and said, "If you draw Miss Zijin later, let her go, okay?"
"Oh, brother, don't worry." An Miaomiao raised her head from her phone, "I'll just give up. I'm not interested in snow jade ginseng."
She participated in the competition to practice her medical skills.
An Miaomiao added: "Also, stay out of the way of beautiful women."
An Ling: “…”
They shouldn't install signal transmitters and WIFI when they settle down, how can they access the Internet?
He didn't understand any of these buzzwords.
Registration is indeed done directly on site, and the draw is also done on the spot.
There were not many people who signed up, just twelve, so they could be paired up in pairs.
Except for An Miaomiao and Meng Qingxue, the other young ancient doctors are basically of similar strength.
The draw results will be out soon.
"Ms. Qingxue versus—" The Great Elder frowned when he saw the result of the draw, paused for two seconds, and then spoke, "Ms. Zijin."
After saying that, he took out two pieces of paper and showed them to everyone.
It was quiet down there.
An Ling leaned back in his chair: "It's over now."
He originally thought that no matter how bad Ying Zijin's luck was, he would only draw An Miaomiao.
As a result, he met Meng Qingxue.
No one knows why Meng Qingxue chose to participate in this alchemy competition.
She is in weak health and the Meng family has always kept a close eye on her. How could they let her take poison herself?
But it is understandable that among the younger generation, Meng Qingxue is the best in medical skills, and Lin Qingjia is slightly inferior.
How can we compare now?
(End of this chapter)
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