Chapter 1700

On the array screen, the first name is song Qingfeng.

Li Xiaoran's eyes suddenly brightened, happily patting song Qingfeng on the shoulder, "Qingfeng, you have to be the first, you can really win for my brother."

Song Qingfeng raises his lips and smiles. He didn't have too many surprises about his achievements.

Li Xiaoran looked at the two nuns with pride, "how about it? Do you have anything else to say? " I didn't expect that Qingfeng won the first place, which really surprised him.

"What's the big deal? Let's wait until you enter fengtianzong." Yellow skirt woman cold hum way.

"Yes, my elder martial sister also got the second place. Do you think she is as proud as you? Elder martial sister, we'll go there and hate them when we see them. " The pink skirt nun glared at Li Xiaoran and took the yellow skirt woman to one side. Song Qingfeng won the first place. She didn't expect that, which made her a little flustered.

Li Xiaoran laughs and looks at Song Qingfeng, "it's really special. Qingfeng continues to refuel. Brother, I'm optimistic about you."

"Well." Song Qingfeng nodded with a smile. Of course, he will continue to refuel. He will live up to the vice suzerain who gave him the chance to participate in the competition.

"This song Qingfeng is good. He won the first place."

"Yes, it's not easy to get full marks in such a perverse game."

"Master Zhan, are you fengtianzong's disciples?"

"Well." The war was cold. Song Qingfeng can get the first, he does not have too many accidents, he believes in Jinyue's vision, how bad the person she likes.

"Master Zhan, you have a good eye in selecting people." Everyone envies Zhan Yihan and Su Jinyue. That song Qingfeng can get such a good result in the first game, and I think the next performance will not be too bad.

Yidanzong slightly frowned, he now some regret before refused song Qingfeng. Otherwise this is their yidanzong.

With the result of the first match announced, the second match will also begin.

The elder in charge of the competition came to the stage and saw that all the contestants were in place. "The second competition is Dan Fang, and then there will be 18 kinds of fairy grass and fairy fruit on the array screen. You write Dan Fang according to those fairy grass and fairy fruit, and the organizer will evaluate your score according to the accuracy of Dan Fang. Do you understand?"

"I see!" They all answered in unison.

The elder nodded, "the competition time is half an hour, now the competition begins!"

With his words falling, eighteen kinds of fairy grass and fairy fruit without name appear on the array screen. That is to say, this competition is not only about Dan Fang, but also the competitors' cognition of fairy grass and fairy fruit.

Su Jinyue sees the fairy grass and fairy fruit on the array screen, and her mouth is full of fun. Among them, there are two kinds of rare fairy grass, and these two kinds of fairy grass are not only rare, but also difficult to be used as medicine. Of course, it is not difficult for her.

Eyes turn to song Qingfeng, see his face relaxed expression, Su Jinyue smile. It seems that song Qingfeng has great confidence in this game.

Song Qingfeng looked at the eighteen kinds of fairy grass and fairy fruit. He closed his eyes and pondered for a moment. Then he opened his eyes and picked up the jade slips on the table. He began to depict the pills he knew on the jade slips.

Just a stick of incense or so, song Qingfeng put down his jade slips.

He turned his eyes and looked at the others. He saw that the woman in the yellow skirt who had spoken to him had finished answering the question, and a smile rose from the corner of his mouth.