The lobby of Xuanwu Medicine Hall is spacious and bright. Facing the door is a mahogany counter more than three feet long. Several clerks are busy taking and weighing medicines for customers from the "Baizi cabinet" drawer behind the counter.
There are many finished medicines for practicing medicine on the shelves on both sides. The labels read: Yiqi Decoction, Rejuvenation Decoction, Juli Dan, King Kong Pills...
A dozen warriors wearing different training uniforms were selecting medicinal materials beside the shelves, while several green-shirted waiters were explaining the properties of the medicines.
Zhao Lin took a glance and saw that these waiters all had martial arts skills. One of the older waiters was full of blood and energy, and was actually at the first level of Qi Realm.
"Sir, do you want to buy raw medicinal materials or prepared prescriptions? All medicinal materials in our store are produced in Yanxing Mountain and are of high quality, so feel free to choose them."
A waiter in green shirt saw Zhao Lin walking in and came forward with a smile.
Noticing that Zhao Lin was wearing Xingyun Sect's training uniform, the waiter slightly clasped his fists and said, "It turns out he is from the same sect."
Zhao Lin nodded and took out a list from his sleeve, "Follow this list and get the medicine. Each medicine is worth one yuan."
The waiter took it and took a look and saw on the list: Shen Shi, Di Yuan, Hu Ju Jie, Qing Pi Zhi, Ye Ku Cao... a total of hundreds of names of medicinal materials.
"With so many medicinal materials and only one dollar for each, it seems that they are not enough to make a prescription, right?" the waiter said with some doubts.
"I have my own uses!" Zhao Linxi said with words like gold.
The names of the medicines on the list were all collected from Tianshui Pavilion's notes. They have different flavors, some heavy and some light. Zhao Lin bought these herbs just to train his nose, and of course they don't need too much weight.
"Okay, I'll let the guy take the medicine."
The waiter said nothing more, turned around, walked to the counter, and handed the list to an idle waiter.
The clerk took the medicine order, stuck out his tongue, skillfully grabbed the medicinal materials from the Baizi cabinet, wrapped them in straw paper, and then wrote the names of the medicinal materials with a red pen.
"Brother, don't you need to weigh the medicine when you take it?" Zhao Lin asked curiously when he saw that the man just took the medicine and didn't need to weigh it.
"Returning to the guest officer, I have been working here for five years, and I have taken thousands of medicines every day. Practice makes perfect, no matter what it is, you will know the weight of it as soon as you catch it."
As the boy spoke, his hands continued to move quickly, and he wrapped the medicine in a short while.
"It turns out that you are familiar with it."
Zhao Lin praised, his eyes quickly passed over the Baizi cabinet, his nose moved, and he pointed to the top row of medicine boxes and asked: "Are those rare medicinal materials?"
The waiter looked back and nodded: "Exactly, these medicinal materials are rare treasures in Yanyun Mountain, and only warriors have the ability to collect them."
"Xingyun Sect only releases a little each season, and it's often out of stock. Do you want to buy it?"
Zhao Lin said noncommittally: "Take out a little of each, and I'll smell it... No, I'll take a look."
He definitely couldn't afford such expensive medicinal materials, but as long as he smelled it and memorized the taste, he would achieve his goal.
Zhao Lin asked Senior Brother Liao and Senior Brother Gu to find out that before the autumn harvest, the elders would introduce the exotic flowers and herbs in Yanyun Mountain to the disciples, so that they could be easily identified when picking herbs.
However, I would only introduce their appearance and growth environment. As for the taste, I would only mention a few words at most. This was not enough for Zhao Lin, so he thought of coming to the medicine hall to smell them in advance.
"Please wait a moment, sir."
The clerk moved a wooden box, stepped on it, took out a little of each medicine from the top layer, placed it on the counter, and introduced them one by one.
"This is the red tiger scorpion slough, this is the earth blood ginseng, and the sky vermilion fruit..."
"Speak slowly..."
Zhao Lin casually placed a piece of silver weighing one or two dollars on the table, pushed it in front of the waiter, then fanned each herb with his hand and inhaled it into his nose.
The taste of rare medicinal materials is indeed different. Some are fishy and pungent, while some are elegant and fragrant. Zhao Lin secretly memorizes the smell and name of each medicinal material in his heart.
After the medicinal materials are dried, the taste will become stronger and the gas properties will also change, but the main flavor will still be retained.
As long as there are these medicinal materials on the mountain, you can find them by yourself!
The waiter looked at Zhao Lin dumbfounded and even forgot to collect the tip. It took him a long time to come back to his senses.
"Ahem... Sir, what are you doing?"
"Okay, put it back." Zhao Lin just sniffed and said with satisfaction after finishing.
Is it possible that just smelling it can increase your power?
The corner of the waiter's mouth twitched, but for the sake of the tip, he didn't say much and put the medicinal ingredients back.
The accountant took the list of medicinal materials handed over by the clerk, made calculations for a while, and sang: "Ninety-eight medicinal materials, totaling twelve taels, three hundred and twenty yuan."
"Really expensive!"
Zhao Lin sighed in his heart, paid the money, took the packaged medicinal materials, and left Xuanwu Medicine Hall.
…
Returning to Xingyun Sect, Zhao Lin began to devote himself to practicing martial arts.
If you want to get a high ranking in the autumn harvest, you must not only improve your sense of smell, but also have the ability to maintain it.
Otherwise, if you collect a lot of rare herbs and let others take them away, wouldn’t you be making wedding clothes for others?
Moreover, practicing martial arts is not only to protect the harvest, but also to guard against strange beasts.
Wherever exotic flowers and plants grow, there are often exotic animals accompanying them.
For safety reasons, the hills chosen by the elders for the disciples of Wuxiang Yuan generally do not contain overly powerful beasts.
But alien beasts are not ordinary beasts after all. They are either highly poisonous, have sharp claws, or have rough skin and thick flesh. There are also alien insects like iron-toothed ants that appear in large numbers, even blood realm warriors have to avoid them.
Let alone being far away, if the bear in Mount Paektu had not been weak because of old age, he would have been attacked by sneak attacks and used various despicable methods.
In a head-on confrontation, Zhao Lin may not be able to win it now.
…
In the center of the Dance Elephant Courtyard, there is a large school ground.
In the early morning, dozens of disciples bathed in the morning light and exercised their bodies. Some practiced boxing alone, and some competed with each other, shouting and cheering.
There is a row of practice rooms made of large stones to the west of the school grounds. There is a faint sound of the collision of gold and stone from one of the practice rooms.
Heat steamed from the top of Zhao Lin's head, and his fist hit the rough target. Qi and blood flowed into his fist, and his entire palm turned red.
The energy is gathered near the Zhongchong point on the tip of the middle finger, and with every collision of the fist, the point is constantly vibrating.
In order to achieve the mastery of Shi Xiaoquan, Zhao Lin drank a large bowl of general soup early in the morning and could hardly feel the pain.
collapse……
As soon as the heat arrives, the energy of the ten acupoints finally becomes one!
The color of the joints on the two fists changed again. It was not the bluish-white color of the bone training stage of the Strength Realm, but a light gray-white color, like hard rock.
Zhao Lin felt that the energy in his hand formed an iron plate, as if he was wearing a layer of armor. As he waved, the strong wind howled.
The success of Shi Xiaoquan!
"good!"
Zhao Lin nodded slightly, with a look of agreement on his face.
Although the upper limit of Shi Xiaoquan is not high, it is enough in the Qi stage. Once practiced, it can block ordinary swords.
"If anyone dares to take advantage of me, let him taste the taste of these fists..."
Time is like water, flowing slowly into September.
(End of chapter)
