Wang Yizhong held a piece of fairy grass in his hand and raised it high, "Everyone, please see that the roots of the fairy grass are yellowing and faintly purple. It has been picked for at least a day."
Elder Qisha waved his sleeves and sneered: "Can you still bring out the fairy grass that has been picked for longer? If not, this fairy grass belongs to Qisha."
Chu Yue touched her chin and looked at the fairy grass in Wang Yizhong's hand thoughtfully.
Then, she quietly picked a dozen fairy grasses, placed them in Shennong's space, and used her spiritual consciousness to activate the wind-burning flames, heating up the temperature of Shennong's space.
"Elder! That's my fairy grass."
Li Feiran pointed at the fairy grass in Wang Yizhong's hand with tears in his eyes, his eyes filled with crimson.
"Nonsense!"
Elder Qi Sha said: "Elder Ye, I can understand the feelings of the disciples of your academy who want to monopolize the fairy medicine field, but talking nonsense will bring shame to the Zhan Zhan College. We cannot let the good reputation of the Zhan Zhan College have been indifferent to Mingzhi for many years because of a person.
The interests of the disciples will sway your mind and be destroyed in one day."
"I'm not trying to smear the academy, what I said is the truth!! Elder, you have to believe me."
Li Feiran was extremely anxious, but the fairy grass was in Wang Yizhong's hand.
"According to you, who is the first person to pick the fairy grass, and who is the winner of this fairy medicine field?" Chu Yue asked.
"That's natural." Elder Qisha said, "This is the truth since ancient times."
"Since you all think so, then it should indeed be calculated this way." Chu Yue nodded, agreeing with what they said.
"Elder!!"
Li Feiran looked at Chu Yue with some confusion.
"Elder Ye is a smart man, so this field of fairy medicine is disrespectful to our Qisha Academy." Elder Qisha said with a smile.
"Wait a minute -"
Chu Yue smiled slightly and took out a fairy grass from Shennong's space that was refined by Shennong's power and catalyzed by high temperature.
The roots of the fairy grass turned deep purple.
"My fairy grass seems to be enough for picking for a month?" Chu Yue held the fairy grass and asked innocently.
Dean Qisha opened his mouth, but was too shocked to speak.
The scene of Wang Yizhong holding the fairy grass is even more comical.
Chu Yue raised her eyebrows lightly and threw the fairy grass on the ground.
In this fairy medicine field, the medium-sized fairy grass grown there will change accordingly as the temperature changes and the medicinal effect is extracted and diluted.
Just want to extract the medicinal effect of medium-sized fairy grass, even a highly respected old pharmacist will have to spend several days!
But what's different about Chu Yue is that she has the power of a divine farmer that is hard to find in ordinary people, and she can roughly extract and dilute the effects of fairy herbs!
There is also high-temperature catalysis, and the two complement each other, and the grass jelly will appear to have been picked for a long time.
All around, there was dead silence.
Seeing the fairy grass Chu Yue threw on the ground, the elders of every college wanted to grab it.
But they just put some thought into it, and saw Chu Yue take out another fairy grass like a magic trick.
The roots of the fairy grass are red in color and faintly black.
"This plant must have been picked for three months. Is that enough?"
Chu Yue stared into Dean Qisha's eyes, then threw away the fairy grass one after another, and then took out:
"This should be six months old."
"Nine months."
"One vintage."
"..."
Li Feiran stood aside, like a person from the mountains who had never seen the world, watching Chu Yue come out with one fairy grass after another, dumbfounded and completely dumbfounded.