After seeing off Lord Lin and the Third Elder, Zhan Zhan was anxious to ask Han Feixie to open the booklet.

Han Feixie kicked the booklet into his arms, "Seven days have not passed yet."

Zhan Zhan said: "Maybe there is something wrong with it, it's still time to write it."

"How do you know that you wrote it wrong?"

“…typo…and something.”

Han Feixie’s way: “Hurry desire will lead to failure, so don’t hurry.”

Zhan Zhan pouted, and was about to say something when he saw the gatekeeper sending a letter.

Han Feixie took the letter with relief, but the trusted one was Zhan Zhan, and he couldn't help but feel nervous. He knew that the people here in Zhan Zhan were only father and daughter of the Lin family, but Lord Lin had just left, so it shouldn't be him. Could it be Lin Yaoguang?

He opened the letter in confusion, and was stunned for a while before he realized his reaction when he saw the name.

"Shili Dong."

"..." Zhan Zhan said, "Why just call my master's name?"

Han Feixie said: "It's just a little unexpected."

"Look at what the master said."

Han Feixie looked at the letter with a strange expression, "He is at the Medicine King Conference and wants you to go there with me."

"Now?"

"Um."

Zhan Zhan said: "Don't you set out tomorrow? I have time now, why are you hesitating?"

The trialist and the Medicine Emperor had a disagreement. Shi Lidong would never be passing by or coincidence in the Medicine King Competition. Han Feixie did not intend to intervene. After all, the balance between him and Shui Chilian was maintained as if he was walking on thin ice and could not withstand any test. But he was Zhan Zhan’s master after all, and he would never have been asking for trouble when sending a letter at this time, so...

He measured it and decided to go over and take a look first.

To be on the safe side, he even called Zhu Wan. Although Zhu Wan has not yet developed to the point of becoming the "Divine Military Advisor" mentioned by Zhan Zhan, he has already taken shape, and Han Feixie has gradually become accustomed to listening to his opinions.

The Medicine King Competition is held in the city, and it takes only a cup of tea to pass by the other hall.

When he arrived at the entrance of the venue, he saw dense carriages parked tightly. Zhan Zhan sighed: "I didn't expect that the Medicine King Competition was so popular in the Purple Qi Empire."

Han Feixie thought of all the things about Yaohuang Village and said disdainfully: "Because they are all spent on how they are popular."

Zhu Wan joked: "Are you talking about dressing up?"

Zhan Zhan added, "Occasionally, I put on makeup that no one can recognize except myself."

Han Feixie summarized, "So he is neither a human nor a ghost."

The three of them joked and entered the door.

There was already a lively atmosphere inside the door, and there were countless circles around the inside and outside.

Zhan Zhan originally planned to take advantage of the penetration to go inside to see what happened. After taking two steps, he suddenly remembered the agreement with Han Feixie, and walked back obediently.

Han Feixie stood there without saying a word, as if observing his performance. When he saw him coming back, his cheeks loosened a little, "Be careful."

Zhan Zhan cheered and rushed into the crowd with great momentum. As he approached the center, a cheer suddenly burst out from the crowd, and then a familiar voice sounded, "Hmph, I told you a long time ago that you can lose better if you admit defeat at the beginning."

"How could I know I was not lucky?"

The answer was also very familiar to Zhan Zhan. He rushed out of the crowd and saw Shi Lidong and Zhen Yaohuang, who had met with the Medicine King of Tengyun Empire, sitting face to face on the cushion. There were two cages in front of them, two small beasts as big as a palm in the cage, one living and the other dead.

Shi Lidong slapped his legs, "If you are not as skilled as others, you are not as skilled as others. What excuses do you find!"

Zhen Yaohuang said: "If you can save this big-eared rat, I will really admit defeat."

Shi Lidong stared at her for a while without saying a word, and then laughed after she showed a smug smile: "I knew you could play tricks, hum! I want to stump me, wait and see!" As he said that, he opened the cage, took out the dead big ear rat from the other party's cage, and pulled out a needle and stabbed it.

Zhan Zhan was shocked when he saw this. He always thought that he had mastered the setting of this world well, but he unexpectedly unexpectedly. The trialist actually evolved his acupuncture skills.

The big-eared mouse slowly moved. Shi Lidong took out a small bottle, broke open the rat's mouth, and poured the medicine juice from the bottle in.

After a while, the big ear rat, which seemed to be completely alive, jumped up again.

Although I didn't see the cause, Zhan Zhan made up his mind based on the consequences. This was a competition between the Trialer and the Medicine Emperor. If you guessed correctly, the content of despised should be to save the big-eared rat in front of them, and the result was obvious.

Compared with Shi Lidong's proud expression, Zhen Yaohuang smiled very reluctantly.

"I didn't expect you to make progress very quickly." She said sourly.

Shili Host: "Do less harming things and think more about saving people, and you will also make rapid progress." The last four words deliberately slow down, one word at a time, and the irony is very strong.

Zhen Yaohuang quickly recovered and said, "You win, as agreed, you should choose two apprentices first."

Zhan Zhan then realized that the purpose of Shi Lidong and Zhen Yaohuang's competition was for his apprentice. Thinking of Shi Lidong's acquisition of himself as his apprentice, he felt deeply saddened by the future of the trialist. I hope that after this competition, others can realize the future of the trialist, so that they will not even have to steal the apprentice every time.

Shi Lidong pointed to the person behind Zhen Yaohuang and said, "Just let him."

Zhan Zhan looked along his gaze.

It was a vaguely familiar face, but it was much more mature than the one I remembered, and it had become much more vicissitudes. Thinking of his habitually covering his mouth and laughing, Zhan Zhan was a little afraid to admit it. Because the person in front of him would definitely be inconsistent with doing such actions.

Luo Ying looked at Zhen Yaohuang. Seeing that the other party didn't even give him a trace of his eyes, he looked very hurt. He slowly walked to Zhen Yaohuang and knelt down, kowtowed three times, and said bitterly: "Disciple, please bid farewell to Master."

In front of him, Zhen Yaohuang's gaze was unavoidable, but his expression was a little strange, "Go."

Luo Ying stood up and slowly retreated behind Shi Lidong.

Shi Lidong snatched someone else's beloved disciple, his excitement was beyond words, and his face seemed to be about to shine, "There is another one."

Zhen Yaohuang swept the floor in public and his reputation, his resentment towards him was self-evident. He sneered: "There are people here, can't you see it?"

Shili Host: "I realized that you are also a human being when you say that. So I can choose you?"

Zhen Yaohuang's face changed, and her old face, with heavy makeup, was like tofu skin stained with paint, and it was wrinkled together suddenly, as if the paint box was overturned, very ferocious and terrifying. But she herself didn't realize it, "Do you want to accept me as your disciple?"

Shi Lidong seemed to be frightened by her face, and then said, "I'm joking, I want to accept..."

It just so happened that Han Feixie and Zhu Wan arrived at the center with great difficulty. Before they could stand firm, they saw Shi Lidong pointing his finger and saying, "He!"

When Emperor Zhen Yaoying saw Han Feixie, his eyes shook and he sneered: "He is not my apprentice. If you want to accept him, go and ask yourself."

Before Shi Lidong could speak, he saw Han Feixie bowing to him, "Disciple Han Feixie, pay homage to Master."

Zhan Zhan: "..." Did his fate with Han Feixie continue from Bai Mengshan to the Trial Master? By the way, no matter what the original route of "The Peerless Sword Evil" is, the time-travel version must be the collector master, right?

He himself can't even count how many masters he has.

Shi Lidong slapped Zhen Yaohuang's face, his heart was so comfortable that he couldn't describe. When he stood up, he seemed to be about to fly. He waved to the people around him and said, "When you see the competition just now, you should know that these Yaohuangs are really worth it, right?"

The people around were extremely quiet.

No matter what, Pharmacist is still one of the most popular professions in the Divine Sword Continent, and the Medicine Emperor represents the peak of this popular profession, so no matter how much they agree with Shi Lidong's words, they dare not show it on their faces.

Seeing that no one answered, Shi Lidong was a little disappointed and said, "Do you want to be a trialist?"

Given that the previous sentence had no resonance, he did not expect too much after asking this sentence, but many people answered the opposite of what he imagined this time.

He immediately came back from the low point and said excitedly: "Don't think about it this year."

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Chapter completed!