In full view of everyone, Zhao Lin took out the medicine storage box and opened the lid.
Phew!
Two herbs flew out of the box.
"Why did the herbs pop out on their own?"
Everyone was confused, and when they saw what was inside the box, they couldn't help but gasp!
I saw that the box was filled with various medicinal herbs. Because there were too many, they were stacked and squeezed together. When the lid of the box was opened, the top herbs were pushed out.
Zhao Lin did not pick out the herbs one by one like other disciples. Instead, he turned the box over and poured the herbs on the big rocks.
More than sixty medicinal herbs were spread out. Not only was the number astonishing, but at a glance, there were no fewer than ten top-grade medicinal herbs among them. The sharp-eyed disciples immediately exclaimed.
"Lonely Immortal Grass, Purple Sangzhi, Diluo Fruit...Am I dazzled?"
"I can't believe it!"
"My dear, my eyes have been opened today. I thought there weren't many herbs on Wuzhi Mountain, but they are all here!"
This was not over yet, Zhao Lin took out medicine from the bag, all of which were rhizome herbs, such as amber sunflower, red kudzu root, bamboo shoots, centipede vine...
Even the elders and deacons were no longer calm now, and their faces became more and more shocked.
After so many years of harvesting in Qiu, no disciple has ever been able to collect so many medicinal herbs.
Especially these rhizome herbs are buried deep underground. Without many years of experience in collecting herbs, it is impossible for ordinary disciples to find them even with the help of strange beasts!
"That's good, even without my brother and I's medicinal herbs, he can still take first place."
Xiang Bao sighed, feeling relieved.
The tall and thin disciple and the short and fat disciple also thought so, and even felt a sense of pride and shame.
Zhong Yewu didn't expect that he would be defeated in such a crushed way, and looked at Zhao Lin with a complicated expression.
"Ha ha……"
Elder Shui Jing was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but burst into laughter. His laughter became louder and louder, reaching into the sky.
The disciples of the Shui Jing Department were all stunned. The elder was always steady and had never seen him laughing so wildly.
Elder Shui Jing quickly realized that he had lost his temper, stopped laughing, and looked at Zhao Lin with a smile. The more he looked at him, the more he liked him. He thought to himself that it was a good thing that he was snatched to the Shui Jing Department more than two months ago, otherwise where would the joy of today be?
When he was proud, he remembered something and looked up at Huo Yu, only to see him with his hands behind his back and looking up at the sky, as if he had lost interest in everything in the world.
The deacon of the Medicine Pavilion who served as the secretary had a troubled face. He took out a piece of paper and wrote on it. After a while, he announced:
"One top-grade medicinal herb, thirteen top-grade medicinal herbs, twenty-two medium-grade medicinal herbs, and forty-eight low-grade medicinal herbs..."
"There is also a common herb, Nine-headed Multiflorum."
The elders of the other departments all shook their heads and smiled bitterly. Zhao Lin's gains alone were worth as much as his entire department. Now, whether it was an individual or a department, there was no suspense in the rankings.
Zhang Xiaoshan murmured to himself, "So eight means eighty? Are you kidding me?"
Zhao Lin gathered up the herbs, put them aside, and walked back to Elder Shui Jing with the Nine-Shou Wu.
"Elder, this medicine is not a martial arts medicine. I want to take it back to my family. I don't know how much I have to pay for it?"
Elder Shui Jing said with a smile: "As usual, you have to buy it at the market price, but... you have picked so many herbs, I can make the decision on this small matter, you can just take it away!"
"Thank you, elder." Zhao Lin thanked him respectfully.
After the Water Mirror Department is the Fire Jade Department, but no one went up for a long time.
Xiang Bao was originally the first one, but he kept dawdling there, hesitating.
"Xiang Bao, why don't you go up?"
Elder Huoyu urged.
Xiang Bao knew he couldn't escape, so he had no choice but to walk to the big stone, opened the medicine box, and took out seven or eight medicinal herbs.
The disciples were all shocked. They didn't expect that as a disciple of the Fire Jade Department, Xiang Bao's harvest would be so pitiful, not even a single high-grade medicinal herb.
Elder Huo Yu's face was ugly. It was just a victory over his old enemy, but his favorite disciple also fell short of his standards. It could be said that he was disgraced.
At this time, two disciples from the Lütu Department suddenly shouted: "These are all robbed from us, no matter how much they are, not too much."
And this thing?
When everyone heard this, they were even more surprised. Together with Xiang Bao, he didn't pick a single herb.
So what has he been busy with these three days?
Xiang Bao's face was feverish, but he couldn't say anything to argue, so he walked back to the team with a sullen face.
The pearls and jade are in front of you, but the tiles and stones are difficult to hold.
Zhao Lin's performance was too dazzling, and the newcomers could not attract everyone's interest. In less than an hour, the count was completed.
The Water Mirror Division ranked first among all the tribes, and was far ahead, followed by the Metal and Stone Division and the Outer Court, and the Fire and Jade Division ranked fifth.
In the individual rankings, Zhao Lin won the first place without any suspense, Zhong Yewu was second, and third was Eucommia ulmoides from the Law and Earth Department.
"Congratulations to Brother Shui Jing, Qiucai won two first places this time!"
"Such a disciple is truly enviable..."
The Shui Jing Department won a great victory, and several elders came forward to congratulate them.
"No, no, it's just a fluke."
Elder Shui Jing said with a smile and looked at Huo Yu.
Huo Yu forced out a smile that was ugly even after crying, and said with difficulty: "Congratulations to Brother Shui Jing."
"Same joy."
Shui Jing pretended to be reserved on the surface, but she was happy in her heart, but she did not use words to stimulate the other party.
"Elders, the herbs have been packed, let's go first."
The deacon of the Medicine Pavilion stepped forward and saluted.
"Okay, thank you both."
Elder Jinshi nodded, looked up at the sky, and said to everyone: "It's getting late, let's end the autumn harvest here."
…
When Qiucai and his party returned to Xingyun Sect, it was getting late.
The disciples bid farewell to the elder and returned to their residences to rest, but Elder Shui Jing called Zhao Lin to the meditation room alone.
"Zhao Lin, Qiucai, you performed very well this time, and you also earned me a lot of face. But as an elder deacon, there is one thing I have to ask clearly..."
Elder Shui Jing stared into Zhao Lin's eyes and said slowly: "What kind of ability did you rely on to collect so many medicinal herbs?"
He said with a warm smile on his face, "Don't be nervous, I just want to know something so that I can know how to reply if the sect asks."
"If you really have something to hide, you don't have to say it."
Zhao Lin was wary, but he had already expected that others might ask about this matter. He had already prepared a draft and said calmly:
"Yes, elder. In fact, not all of these herbs were picked by me. Some of them were snatched from two disciples of the Fire Jade Department, but the number was not large. The biggest harvest came from Xiang Bao!"
"What?" Elder Shui Jing was surprised, "Can you steal the medicinal herbs from Xiang Bao?"
During the entrance examination, Zhao Lin's skills were no less than those of most of the disciples of the Dance Elephant Academy.
However, Xiang Bao's strength ranks among the top two in the academy, and Zhao Lin's ability to defeat him was beyond Shui Jing's expectation.
Zhao Lin nodded and said: "Perhaps Xiang Bao thought that I had just started, had low cultivation, and underestimated the enemy, so he allowed his disciple to win by luck."
(End of chapter)
