Chapter 69

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After an unknown period of time, Zhao Xinyu slowly regained consciousness. He sat up abruptly, looked around, and then a hint of relief appeared in his eyes. His consciousness was still intact, and he hadn't become a fool.

He stood up and felt the changes in his body. He could sense the meridians filled with dynamic internal energy. The meridians and dantian, which had been damaged by the impact of the internal energy, showed no signs of cracks. The internal energy stored in the meridians and dantian made him feel an explosive power within his body.

Suddenly, his body trembled. He felt that his Baihui acupoint had disappeared, and in its place, there was a dantian the size of an olive ball. It was also filled with energy, though the amount was much less than that in the dantian below the Qihai acupoint, it was indeed a dantian.

This discovery left Zhao Xinyu completely stunned. He knew that a cultivator should have only one dantian, but now he had two. This left him quite bewildered.

His body's aura fluctuated slightly, and the Hongmeng Zhenjing began to circulate. To his surprise, the energy in both dantians started to flow, and they shared the same meridians without any conflict. However, the energy flowing from the lower dantian was stronger.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't figure out the reason. Zhao Xinyu shook his head and decided not to think about it. Perhaps the books left by his grandfather would provide an answer.

He looked up and saw that the unknown small tree had grown to nearly two meters tall. The originally brown trunk had become more mottled and turned a reddish color.

What surprised Zhao Xinyu was that the leaves on the tree were no longer the fresh green they had been when they first sprouted; they had turned blood red. Even the green soil around the tree had turned a light red color.

The entire tree was surrounded by a strong tea fragrance, which made him feel intoxicated. He examined the blood-red leaves closely, and a hint of confusion appeared in his eyes. This was indeed a tea tree, but tea leaves were usually emerald green. How had they turned blood red? He couldn't understand it.

He reached out and plucked a leaf, putting it in his mouth. His eyes widened with excitement. It was indeed a tea tree, and even the unprocessed leaves made him feel intoxicated, giving him a refreshing sensation.

Zhao Xinyu lived in the northern region, where there were no tea trees, so he didn't know much about tea. But he was certain that this tea was top-notch, as he had never smelled such a fragrance before.

Excited, Zhao Xinyu looked around. The space had expanded again, increasing by about fifty to sixty acres. The lake had also grown larger, and every living thing in the space had undergone significant changes.

Suddenly, he remembered the corpses he had thrown into the space. He had been busy for several days and hadn't had time to deal with them. Now that he truly possessed internal energy, he felt refreshed and decided to handle the corpses.

When he reached the area where the corpses were placed, he was taken aback. He saw a forest had grown in that area. Pine and white wax trees grew intertwined, and the corpses had disappeared, leaving only some clothes, phones, and pocket knives on the ground.

"The space has such an effect," Zhao Xinyu couldn't help but be speechless.

Thinking about how long he had been inside, he hadn't even checked the secret compartment in the ancient doctor's box for any valuable items. He left the space with a thought.

Outside the space, he took out his phone to check the time. His eyes widened in shock. The date on his phone showed that today was the day of the traditional Chinese medicine examination, which was scheduled to start at 8:30 AM. It was now 8:20 AM.

He hurriedly changed his clothes, didn't even wash his face, and rushed out of the hotel with his backpack....

The Traditional Chinese Medicine Association in Guangzhou was an ancient building over a hundred years old. Perhaps due to the decline of traditional Chinese medicine, the paint on the association's gate was peeling.

Although today was the annual traditional Chinese medicine examination, with candidates from several regions taking the exam in Guangzhou, there were only a few people at the gate of the association, a pitifully small number.

A middle-aged man in his fifties looked at the list in his hand, frowned, and a hint of disappointment appeared in his eyes. There weren't many candidates to begin with, and a few hadn't shown up.

Just as he was about to turn and go inside, the sound of running footsteps reached his ears. He turned his head, and a look of disdain appeared in his eyes the next moment.

He saw a young man with a scruffy beard and messy hair rushing over. As the young man approached, he could smell a foul odor emanating from him.

Zhao Xinyu, who had rushed over, noticed the change in the middle-aged man's expression. He had already smelled the odor on himself while coming over. Seeing the middle-aged man's reaction, he understood why the man looked at him with disdain.

A thought crossed his mind, and he remembered a young man from his village when he was a child. He laughed and walked up to the middle-aged man, "Brother, I'm here for the exam, and I just made it on time."

His words drew the attention of everyone, including those who had come to support the candidates. Everyone's eyes showed a hint of oddity.

He was dressed decently, but his unkempt appearance and the foul odor made his words sound insincere, which made everyone look at him with disgust.

Zhao Xinyu didn't mind. He glanced at the middle-aged man and said, "Zhao Xinyu, where is the exam taking place?"

The middle-aged man looked at him coldly and said, "Go straight in; there are staff members inside to guide the candidates."

As he walked through a corridor, Zhao Xinyu smelled the fragrance of medicinal herbs. He saw a large medicinal field outside the corridor, covering about five to six acres. Many of the herbs in the field were considered expensive in pharmacies.

In the field, he saw a hunched figure. The figure's clothes were in a state of disarray, with stains and oil marks all over. The old man had white, messy hair, which made Zhao Xinyu chuckle.

"Little brother, you've done a good job tending to these herbs," Zhao Xinyu teased, thinking of his own appearance.

The hunched figure trembled, turned to look at Zhao Xinyu, and a hint of amusement appeared in his eyes. Zhao Xinyu's clothes were relatively clean, but his hair was messy, and his face was covered in a layer of black dirt, clearly indicating he hadn't washed his face in a long time.

The old man turned, and Zhao Xinyu got a good look at his face. Despite his messy hair and disheveled appearance, the old man's face was as smooth as a baby's, showing no signs of old age.

"I see you're so young," the old man said with a mischievous smile.

Zhao Xinyu laughed, "Your face is as smooth as a baby's, calling you 'little brother' is actually flattering you." Although he said this, Zhao Xinyu felt a bit regretful in his heart.

He could tell that despite the old man's disheveled appearance, he was no ordinary person. From the old man's hands, which were still white and tender despite being covered in dirt, Zhao Xinyu could deduce that the old man was extremely skilled in traditional Chinese medicine.

However, since he had already said what he did, and the old man had asked, he could only continue to be insincere.

The old man laughed, "I like the way you talk, but you're about to be late."

Zhao Xinyu's eyes widened in shock. He turned and ran toward a door where several staff members were standing. When he reached the door, he saw that the middle-aged men and women looked at him with odd expressions, clearly having overheard his conversation with the old man.

Zhao Xinyu gave his name and quickly went inside. The staff members frowned and glanced at the old man, their eyes showing confusion.

The old man held a superlative position in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association. Despite his disheveled appearance, the old man was respected by even the most famous traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in China. Could this young man have a special relationship with the old man? Otherwise, why would they talk like that?

They knew that even the most respected figures in the association and the country's renowned traditional Chinese medicine practitioners were respectful to the old man. Now....

Zhao Xinyu entered the room and saw that it was a space of at least a thousand square meters. Despite its size, the room was filled with old, almost antique, tables and chairs. There were fewer than a hundred people in the room, many of them elderly with white hair.

As he walked in, Zhao Xinyu's eyes narrowed. He saw four groups of people wearing the traditional long robes of ancient Chinese medicine, each with a different color.

Seeing these four groups, Zhao Xinyu was taken aback. He suddenly remembered what his grandfather had said. Could these four groups be the descendants of the ancient Chinese medicine families?

What puzzled him was that the descendants of these families held a superlative position in the Chinese medicine community and should not be taking the exam with ordinary people.

Despite his confusion, due to the foul odor on his body, Zhao Xinyu didn't approach the groups but sat in an empty seat a few rows away.

His arrival didn't attract much attention. The people in front sat quietly. Then, an old man in a green robe emerged from a side door, walked to a table on the stage, and cleared his throat, "I will now call the names."

"Li Ming...," as the names were called out, Zhao Xinyu's eyes focused on the four groups, wanting to know which of them were taking the exam.

"Sun Buhui."

As this name was called, the previously quiet hall erupted in exclamations. Everyone in modern clothing turned to look at a group of people wearing blue traditional Chinese medicine robes.

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