Chapter 2

"Inferior, unqualified!" The middle-aged man ignored Fang Lin's grinning expression and said directly.

Hearing this, Fang Lin didn't look depressed. Instead, he turned and looked at the old man Meng Wuyou.

Meng Wuyou is still that kind expression, with a smile on his face.

Fang Lin stood there, staring at Meng Wuyou all the time, thinking how the little old man didn't let himself pass?

Seeing Fang Lin standing there unwilling to leave, the middle-aged man's face sank and shouted, "what are you waiting for here? Don't you leave yet?"

Fang Lin didn't move, stared at Meng Wuyou directly, and didn't hear the voice of the middle-aged man at all.

The middle-aged man finally got angry and shouted, "are you deaf? If you don't leave, believe it or not, I'll throw you down the mountain?"

Fang Yang, standing behind the middle-aged man, sneered at this, and was eager for Fang Lin to be thrown down the mountain.

Meng Wuyou is also a little confused. Why has the boy been staring at himself? Is there something on your face?

Thinking of this, Meng Wuyou subconsciously touched his cheek, and there was nothing.

At this time, Fang Lin finally said, "why don't you let me pass?"

As soon as this statement came out, the middle-aged man who was about to take Fang Lin out was stunned. Fang Yang, who stood behind the man, was stunned. Meng Wuyou was also stunned. The disciples of Zixia sect and those teenagers around were also stunned.

"Is this guy crazy?" Many people have this idea in their hearts, and their eyes at Fang Lin are also very strange.

Meng Wuyou was happy. It was the first time he had seen such an interesting teenager.

At that moment, Meng Wuyou smiled and said, "why should I let you come?"

Fang Lin said very seriously, "didn't the elder find me very talented?"

Meng Wuyou shook his head with a smile and said, "I haven't found any talent in you."

With a harmless smile, Fang Lin said to Meng Wuyou, "look again, elder, you should be able to see."

Meng Wuyou is a little helpless, but he has a good temper and is still not angry.

"Little friend, I'm an elder of Dan sect. Naturally, I have a set of skills to see people, but little friend really has no talent for alchemy." Meng Wuyou said.

Meng Wuyou is telling the truth. As an elder of Dan sect, he can see who has the talent of alchemy with a pair of eyes. Fang Lin doesn't have it. Meng Wuyou is very confident.

Fang Lin sighed and said, "the three herbs that the elder just took out are cold star grass, frosted flower and Shuimu root. Are you right?"

Hearing the words, Meng Wuyou showed a trace of surprise in his eyes.

"Do you recognize herbs?" Meng Wuyou asked.

Fang Lin nodded shyly and said, "although I'm young, I still know a little about identifying herbs."

Meng Wuyou became interested and brought Fang Lin to him.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man didn't drive Fang Lin away anymore. He looked at Fang Lin more and then continued to perform bone tests for the people behind him.

However, because Fang Lin's words are amazing, there are still many people paying attention to him, including Fang Yang.

"Hum! I'll see what waves can your Fang Lin turn over?" Fang Yang sneered in his heart. Although Fang Lin was a little surprised to say the names of the three herbs, Fang Yang didn't think that Fang Lin could become a disciple of Zixia sect.

Fang Lin stood in front of Meng Wuyou, saluted Meng Wuyou respectfully, and said, "disciple Fang Lin, meet the elder!"

Meng Wuyou stared and said, "you are not my Zixia sect disciple!"

Fang Lin raised his head and said seriously, "the elder knows talents with insight and will definitely let the younger generation get started."

Meng Wuyou's mouth twitched uncontrollably. He had never seen such a brazen young man before. Even with Meng Wuyou's good self-restraint, he couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"Fang Lin, if you want to join the Dan sect, you must have the talent of alchemy. Although you know a few herbs, it's not enough, unless you show enough talent." Meng Wuyou said.

With that, Meng Wuyou stretched out his hand, and the three herbs just now appeared in his hand again.

"Put your hands on it." Meng Wuyou said, but he didn't expect much from Lin.

The so-called alchemy talent refers to a subtle induction with herbs. If there is such induction, he has alchemy talent. If there is no alchemy talent, it means that this person has no alchemy talent.

In Meng Wuyou's view, Fang Lin doesn't have that kind of induction, and is completely an ordinary person without talent.

As for why Fang Lin recognized the three herbs in his hand, it should be a coincidence. After all, these three herbs are only ordinary things, and even if he knows them, it doesn't mean anything.

Fang Lin Yiyan put his hand on the three herbs, and an imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

After a moment, the herbal medicine didn't respond. Meng Wuyou smiled and didn't feel disappointed. After all, there was no expectation from Lin.

Just as Meng Wuyou was about to speak, suddenly, the three strains had no reaction and no herbs. They suddenly seemed to come alive and trembled in Meng Wuyou's hands.

"This is..." Meng Wuyou was extremely surprised, while Fang Lin was a confident smile.

The three herbs, which had withered and lost their vitality, seemed to take on a new look at the moment, except for a trace of vitality.

It was this glimmer of vitality that made the three herbs tremble.

Meng Wuyou stared at Fang Lin in disbelief.

Several young people behind Meng Wuyou were also shocked by this scene and looked at Fang Lin one after another.

The middle-aged man beside him also noticed the magical changes of the three herbs, and his eyes were also surprised, and he took a deep look at Fang Lin.

Seeing this, Fang Yang frowned and looked at Fang Lin with surprise.

The most exciting person is Meng Wuyou. He is an alchemist and knows what is happening at the moment.

"Dead wood meets spring! This is the vision of dead wood meets spring!" Meng Wuyou said angrily, staring at Fang Lin with a pair of eyes, as if looking at a rare treasure.

"What a dead tree and spring! I didn't expect Meng Wuyou to see such a rare physique today!" Meng Wuyou said with surprise.

At this time, Fang Lin was not arrogant and impetuous, and he was not at all elated by Meng Wuyou's praise. He still had a faint smile on his face, confident but not proud.

But the people around looked at Fang Lin differently because of Meng Wuyou's words.

Although they don't know what is the body of withered wood and spring, it must be very unusual to see the excited surprise of elder Meng Wuyou.

Meng Wuyou couldn't wait for Lin to say, "your name is Fang Lin, right? Fang Lin, would you like to become a disciple of our Dan clan?"

With that, Meng Wuyou looked at Fang Lin eagerly, for fear that he would say three words he didn't want.

Fang Lin smiled and said, "younger generation is willing."

It's a joke. I followed Fang Yang's little children to come here, either to visit mountains and rivers, or to enter Zixia sect and become Zixia Zi's disciples.

"Great! You are a withered wood and spring, and you have a rare qualification. If you want to work together in alchemy, you can do a lot!" Meng Wuyou was obviously very happy, patted Fang Lin on the shoulder and said.

Fang Lin curled his lips. He had heard this for a long time and was already numb.

Meng Wuyou said again, "just stand behind me. When this happens, I'll take you to danzong."

"Yes!" Fang Lin answered and stood behind Meng Wuyou with several others.

These people were young people who had been favored by Meng Wuyou and had a talent for alchemy. At the moment, these people were looking at Fang Lin with some envy.

Among the crowd, those Fang's children who failed the examination were dumbfounded.

What happened? Somehow Fang Lin also became a disciple of Zixia sect?

At this moment, these children of the Fang family were flushed. Thinking of the taunting Fang Lin before, they all wanted to get into the ground now.

What a shame!

Fang Yang stared at Fang Lin, with a trace of gloom on his face.

He never thought that Fang Lin, who had always been looked down upon by himself, had become a disciple of Zixia sect like himself.

"Good you Fang Lin, I didn't even see that you are still a body of withered wood and spring? Hum! This time, you are lucky to let you enter Zixia sect, but you only enter Dan sect. I am a disciple of Wu sect, and you are still not as good as me!" Fang Yang said secretly that he was very angry that Fang Lin had become a disciple of Zixia sect.

It seemed that Fang Yang's gloomy eyes were felt. Fang Lin turned his head and just collided with Fang Yang's eyes.

Fang Yang showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, which was a bit cold.

Fang Lin curled his lips and didn't bother to pay attention to this giggling guy.

The assessment on both sides continued. The middle-aged man found a young man with excellent roots, which caused bursts of exclamation. The battle was no smaller than the noise caused by Fang Lin just now.

Fang Lin glanced at the man, with a sword eyebrow and starry eyes. He was very handsome.

"It's OK, but it's worse than me." Fang Lin said in his heart.

As for the person's root bone qualification, Fang Lin was not surprised at all, because in Fang Lin's view, such qualification is nothing to be surprised at all. He has seen too much before.

Fang Lin, in fact, is not the real owner of this flesh body. Ten days ago, Fang Lin woke up, waking up in this strange flesh.

Fang Lin still remembered that he was the first genius of Dansheng palace and the youngest legendary alchemist who achieved the position of Dan Zun. His skill of alchemy was unpredictable.

Just in order to refine a elixir beyond life and death, Fang Lin had an accident in the middle of the way. The furnace burst and Fang Lin's consciousness dissipated. After that, I don't know how long, Fang Lin woke up in this flesh.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or something. The name of this flesh body is also Fang Lin.

He lost his once strong martial arts realm and all his glory, but Fang Lin didn't have nothing. He also had unparalleled experience and art of alchemy.

In order to return to the peak and refine the elixir beyond life and death again, Fang Lin had to start from scratch. Zixia sect was his first stop.