More than 5,000 failed disciples withdrew, and only 500 people including Song Ning were left on the huge platform.

A strange force appeared on the platform, placing the five hundred people in different positions and arranged them into a matrix.

The elder was still the Wancaoyi who had just passed: "This time the test is more difficult. After passing three times in one breath, three herbs at a time. Whoever answers one hundred of them first will pass. Remember, only fifty people can pass."

After the elder said that, his eyes glanced at the five hundred disciples in front of him: "Do you understand?"

The disciples nodded.

The elder's spiritual power flashed, and herbs began to appear on the Wancaoyi.

The last time was three herbs in one breath, but now there are nine kinds of them in one breath, and the number is three times that of the previous one, but the difficulty increases by more than three times.

Song Ning found that the herbs tested this time were more rare than before, and the difficulty of identification has also increased.

But for Song Ning, these are too simple, but he just doesn't want to be too ostentatious.

Soon, twenty breaths passed, and the elder focused on those who answered correctly, with a smile on his lips.

After thirty breaths, all ten people answered correctly.

However, in the last four breaths, difficulty was added, so only two of these ten people answered correctly, and the remaining eight people were slower.

Forty breaths, thirteen people passed.

Fifty breaths, thirty-six people passed.

Sixty breaths, forty-eight people passed.

At the sixty-first breath, Liang Yu finally passed, and even he himself couldn't believe that he could pass. This was mixed with a lot of luck. Not to mention it, luck is also part of his strength. However, Liang Yu had just passed the 49th place and looked at Song Ning.

When he found out that Song Ning had not passed, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Sure enough, did he still check some with the power of a mortal?

But just as he was watching Song Ning, Song Ning soared into the air and passed as the fiftieth place!

The elder was stunned for a moment. Song Ning passed the last one twice in a row. The luck of this mortal was really good.

The elder no longer mocked Song Ning, but praised: "A mortal can reach the top fifty in pharmacology, which is very good, very good. You monks all have to study and learn from this mortal disciple. If you don't have more than ten or twenty years of hard work, you will never have achieved what you have today. If you don't make a sound, you will make a big splash. Who has ever seen this disciple in the past pharmacology competition? Haven't you seen it?"

At this moment, all the disciples' eyes fell on Song Ning, including two disciples, one man and one woman. When they looked at Song Ning, their expressions were slightly moved. They always felt that Song Ning seemed to be an acquaintance, but when they looked carefully, they found that Song Ning's appearance was different from the person he had known before.

This man and woman are the cultivators of the Shuiyun Sect who were with Liang Yu back then!

The elder praised Song Ning, but Song Ning just bowed slightly, and his expression did not fluctuate.

Seeing this, the elder praised Song Ning even more. He was not arrogant when he won or was discouraged when he lost. Even a mortal, he had a very outstanding mood.

The elder whispered: "What's your name?"

Song Ning clasped his fists: "Tian Xinxiao."

The elder took the opportunity to praise the "good name", but as soon as the word "good" was said, his face changed. Why did a man give such a sissy name?

But he was already halfway through his words, and he couldn't take them back: "Okay, okay, how long have you been to my Shuiyun Sect?"

"Ten months ago, Senior Brother Liang Yu took a fancy to me and brought me back to be a medicine boy. During this period, he gave me great help." Song Ning bowed.

"Ten..." The elder coughed: "Ten months?!"

Song Ning nodded: "I have an amazing memory since I was a child, which is also the reason why Senior Brother Liang Yu brought me back. I still have some advantages in recording pharmacology."

The elder's eyes fell on Liang Yu, and Liang Yu nodded quickly and said yes.

Shuiyun Sect, five or six thousand people who signed up for the competition, and the other disciples were 3,400,000, totaling nearly 10,000. At this moment, they all looked at Song Ning with an incredible look in their eyes, especially a few disciples who were on the platform in the future. Those disciples were all people with extremely high attainments in the Shuiyun Sect's elixir. When they heard Song Ning's words, they thought it was ridiculous.

Ten months is not impossible, but probably it is just memorizing herbs.

Many disciples chattered and talked about it. The monk's memory was naturally amazing. However, in terms of herbs, in addition to remembering, they also needed to identify and identify them, so they were very troublesome. Many disciples did not like to do such things. Now a mortal actually exceeded them in just ten months, so they naturally felt unwilling to accept it.

The elder felt his face burning when he thought of what he had just said, but now he had said that, but he could only continue to follow: "Tian Xinxiao, good, good, really good. As a medicine boy, you should keep herbs in mind. It's really good that you can enter the top fifty, but the next step is to test the real pharmacological changes. This is different from identifying herbs. If you are ready, I look forward to your performance."

Song Ning nodded and thanked him with fists.

The elder was extremely proud and continued: "But even if you fail in a while, you don't have to be too inferior. After all, the other disciples are cultivators, and you are just mortals. As a mortal, you are already the first person in the history of my Shuiyun Sect when you can get to this point."

As he said that, the elder didn't say much, and ordered the failed 450 people to leave, and began to introduce the next competition: "In this third game, only ten people are left. Please listen to the rules of the competition."

Everyone bowed and nodded.

The elder said: "Just like just now, this Wancaoyi is still the Wancaoyi. One breath in the Wancaoyi shows three times, and three herbs appear at a time. What you need to do is to judge what effect these three herbs will produce after they are combined with each other. Although there are many changes in pharmacology, the combination of three herbs and different refining orders may have many different effects, but you just need to say one of them, and the answers to one hundred kinds will be the first to complete it."

The disciples nodded.

"Okay, then the third round, the competition begins!" said the elder.

As soon as the elder finished speaking, Wancaoyi began to flash again.

Song Ning looked at the herbs that appeared in the air and began to answer.

In the stands, many disciples stared at Song Ning and said coldly: "Hmph, the elder said, this person has just amazing memory. He used to record and identify herbs, but now he is the real pharmacology. I guess he is definitely the last one."

"That's more, it's just a mortal. The reason why he can reach the top fifty is just his innate amazing memory. If he can enter the top ten, I will eat on the spot."

"Okay, is it interesting for you to say that a mortal? It's a great blessing for him to get into the Shuiyun Sect. Now that he can enter the top fifty in the Pharmacology Competition, he probably will smoke in his ancestral tomb!"
Chapter completed!