Entering the bully's den, she changed her life by farming!

The Harvest Festival is held on the hillside of Qianshan, where is the ceremonial courtyard of the Heavenly Medicine Gate. The venue is spacious and well-decorated. There is a nine-story tower in the center, which looks extraordinary from a distance.

However, the Great Elder did not tell Zhao Zhizhi that due to the absence of the Saint, the Harvest Society had been suspended for many sessions and was now restarted. There were especially many people from all over the world. Zhao Zhizhi was caught off guard and saw a huge crowd under the tower, and was inevitably a little surprised.

The First Elder changed her usual consolation and thoughtfulness. When she saw the noble man in yellow robe and python, she narrowed her old eyes and forced herself to drag Zhao Zhizhi, and stepped forward to salute, "Your Highness is here in person." , some are welcome from a distance, some are welcome from afar!"

Zhao Zhizhi was inexplicably dragged into another whirlpool. Just as he calmed down, he caught a glimpse of a corner of a golden sedan at a very hidden corner outside the courtyard, with a hexagonal cage, a hanging yellow belt, a lotus pattern on the branches, and a white elephant crown.

It's royalty.

Although there was no one behind the man who entered the courtyard, Zhao Zhizhi could feel countless pairs of eyes staring at this place in the sea of ​​people scattered in the courtyard, guarded and fierce.

Looking back, the man in front of him was wearing a yellow robe and red belt, but he was wearing a pure black hood. Zhao Zhizhi could not see the person's face through the veil, but he could feel the... extremely sharp gaze that fell on her.

very dangerous.

Zhao Zhizhi subconsciously wanted to take a step back, but considering the person's royal status, out of the corner of his eye, the great elder's nervous and threatening eyes also fell on her. Now that all the sects and factions were gathered together, it was indeed difficult to make too much noise. He lost the face of the owner of Tianyi Sect.

So he was slightly blessed, neither humble nor arrogant, and said, "I have met Your Highness."

"Saints don't need to be polite."

Zhao Zhizhi frowned. Looking at the figure of the man, although he does not look like a young man, he still has the appearance of a mature man, and the lines of strength are faintly visible; but when you hear his voice, it is low and weak, as if a thin thread is pinching the throat, and the grass is rubbing the throat little by little. , it sounds like a scalp-numbing feeling of old age.

"I have heard about the name of the Saint for a long time, and seeing her today is indeed extraordinary. I am eagerly looking forward to the subsequent competition."

Zhao Zhizhi didn't think this was a kind expectation. She thought about it for a while, and suddenly noticed a strange silence in the atmosphere. She turned around and caught a glimpse of the elder's somewhat cramped hand holding the cane.

"Is this the saint of the Heavenly Medicine Sect? It's true that seeing her is better than hearing it a hundred times."

Everyone present was a doctor. Although there were many fair-haired, childlike-looking and well-maintained people, there were not many who knew martial arts. This roar obviously borrowed internal energy, and it was extremely powerful. It swept through the whole hospital in an instant, and it shocked Zhao Zhizhi's ear canals. pain. The eyes around him who had been staring at this place suddenly turned and shot towards the source of the sound.

Zhao Zhizhi rubbed his forehead calmly, and then saw a man in shaman clothing walking forward, shaking a prayer tube.

"This is my first time in the Central Plains. I don't understand your rules. Don't be offended."

His poor accent and strange clothes had long revealed his identity. He was the person who asked the question, a member of the Xiwu ethnic group in southern Xinjiang.

"Who is he? How come I haven't seen him before?"

"That's right, the guests here seem to be here to cause trouble, so rude!"

Zhao Zhizhi looked at Amul steadily, but unexpectedly saw the curtain of the yellow-robed man move slightly. The gaze on Amul disappeared in the blink of an eye, and instead moved to the people who had made irritating remarks before.

Soon, the whole place was silent.

Zhao Zhizhi felt for no reason that the person hidden in the gauze made a silent "please" gesture to her.

Just sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

In fact, if you want to compare with the identification and mastery of poisonous poisonous weeds, countless sects in the mainland may not be able to compare with such a sect that grew up in heaps of poisonous weeds.

But Zhao Zhizhi was not afraid. It wasn't because the Great Elder told her before leaving that the competition was a best-of-three game, and the person who asked the question could only participate in the last game, so it didn't pose any threat to them at all, but it was from the first moment she saw Amul. With his eyes, he could see that he was seriously poisoned and his time was short.

"You are better off hearing everything once, Young Master Xiwu." Zhao Zhizhi smiled lightly, "The climate of Tianyi Sect is no better than that of southern Xinjiang, snakes, insects, rats and ants are more active - I wonder if Young Master's body is still used to it. ?”

The malicious smile that had been on Amul's face froze for a moment.

But soon, his bottomless strange eyes hit Zhao Zhizhi even more sharply, "I mean, little sister... it's not a good thing to be unforgiving with your words."

Zhao Zhizhi held up an innocent smile and said, "If a doctor doesn't heal himself, then bystanders will know."

"Alright," the royal family who had been silent suddenly spoke up, "The Harvest Meeting has not been held for many years. The elders invited me kindly, but they didn't want me to wait to hear it."

The Great Elder looked at his nose and heart with his eyes, nose and heart, and rarely answered the question very quickly, "Everyone - you have come all the way across the mountains and rivers. The Heavenly Medicine Sect is grateful for the support of your colleagues. I have prepared some refreshments. Please take your seats in the tower. Let's compete in the Fengsheng Competition. Officially begin!"

Zhao Zhizhi, however, could not afford to rest, because as the boss, she had to compete in a round-robin battle. This trial would not be over until someone beat her, or no one dared to compete anymore.

The great elder did not regard her as a human being at all.

Therefore, when the cord-cutting consultation reached an unknown number of rounds, Zhao Zhizhi could not help but let out a low sigh. The cold sweat on the forehead dripped down one drop after another, down the girl's thin face. Zhao Zhizhi felt stars popping out in front of her eyes, and the silver thread held on her fingertips even trembled uncontrollably, affecting her judgment of the pulse.

Could it be that too much blood was taken out last time...

Zhao Zhizhi pursed her lips and bit the tip of her tongue. After tasting the blood that filled her lips and teeth, she managed to stand up a little more consciously. Unexpectedly, Amule only stared at her from beginning to end. Seeing her wavering expression, he directly sneered, "Ah, is this the Fairy of Rejuvenation? Look at her body, which is crumbling like withered grass in the wind."

"Fairy, please work harder. Your opponents have countermeasures. I am afraid they have even written down the prescription."

Zhao Zhizhi knows very well that the most taboo thing about car racing is to pay too much attention to the opponent. From the moment she takes the field, she only focuses on herself. Moreover, her original intention is to take this opportunity to make cases for those who are seriously ill but have no money for treatment and can only come to this place to make cases. The poor people need good diagnosis and treatment to give them a chance of survival.

But now words that I don’t like to hear are flying into my ears one after another, and my body is too weak, so it is inevitable that it will be affected.

However, everyone in the audience was watching the fun. The great elder only cared about the victory or defeat. His face was turning black at the moment. He was only worried about the noble person beside him, so he couldn't speak.

Without anyone to discipline him, Amul was like a wild dog, barking and barking, "I'm talking about a saint, a fairy, and I'm pretentiously claiming to be in seclusion. It's obviously a deliberate avoidance! Who doesn't know what kind of treasure the Heavenly Medicine Sect has, so they're eager to do so. It has spread all over the world, how beautiful the saint was a hundred years ago, and now I don’t know what to do with it - Oops!"

Wei Shao didn't know when he appeared behind him, the broom that had stumbled was gently swept away, his expression was natural.

"It's amazing to sweep up a trash that can talk."