"Master, please let me go..." Chen Chen opened his two big eyes and looked at Mo Zhongji with watery eyes.

"No, as my disciple, you must not only be familiar with pharmacology, but also have the taste of medicinal materials in your heart." Mo Zhongji's expression looked very serious, not even the slightest bit joking.

"Okay..." Chen Chen dragged his heavy footsteps and moved little by little to the table. He turned his head and looked at Mo Zhongji with hopeful eyes. As a result, there was no sign of discussion on the other side. He could only stretch out his trembling hand.

With trembling hands, he picked up a fruit that seemed barely edible and took a bite.

"It's so bitter!!!!!!" Chen Chen's face instantly frowned when the fruit entered his mouth, his expression was like a piece of paper that had been washed and wrinkled after being exposed to the sun for several days.

"Go and eat that pink leaf, it's delicious." Mo Zhongji reminded him kindly.

Then the innocent Chen Chen really believed what his master said, ran to the pink leaves in three steps and stuffed them into his mouth several times.

"So sour!!!" The intense sour taste spread in his mouth, and combined with the bitter taste that he had retained before, it was like a giant bomb was dropped in his mouth. A huge numbness spread from the tip of his tongue to his whole body, making him

I trembled several times unconsciously.

"Pfft." Even Mo Zhongji puffed out his cheeks and smiled.

………………

On this day, Mo Zhongji did not bring those strange plants as usual, nor did he randomly check the recitation of Chen Chen's books. Instead, he flicked his robe and left only a light sentence. "Disciple, follow me.

Come out for a moment."

Looking at Mo Zhongji's lonely back standing on the mountain peak, the white clouds around him seemed to be within reach. Chen Chen took a few steps back in fear and said, "Master... what's wrong?"

Mo Zhongji did not look back, but said calmly: "Disciple, the results of your blood test are out."

"Really? What's the result?" Chen Chen's heartbeat speeded up unconsciously, and a drum-like sound kept echoing in his ears.

"After testing, it turns out that you have a lot of wood-attribute spiritual energy in your body."

"what does that mean?"

"Did you grow up near a forest?"

Chen Chen nodded. Looking at his master, it seemed that the chance of finding his biological parents was slim.

"But there is another good news. We have found a large amount of dragon blood in your body." Mo Zhongji changed the subject and turned here.

"Dragon clan? Do dragons really exist in this world?" Mo Zhongji's sudden words made him a little overwhelmed. For him, the dragon clan is just like the demon clan. They are races that only live in legends.

Any sense of reality.

"Honestly, I don't know. Unlike the demons living in the Southwest Dead Zone, no one can prove the existence of dragons in this world. So far, people have only discovered places where the so-called 'breath of dragons exists'.

But no matter what, this can be a clue for you to find your relatives, and it can also explain why you are born with supernatural powers."

"Okay, that's enough chatting. Your next task is to run around this mountain three times before sunset." Although Mo Zhongji's words were emotionless, they now sounded like a devil whispering in his ears.

The sound is like a whisper, sucking people's energy.

Chen Chen turned his head to look and saw that the mountains in the west had been dyed golden by the sunlight. He quickly pulled up his legs and drove towards the distance, but his sad words remained where he was: "Ah ah ah ah, Master, I

hate you!!!!!"

Then, Mo Zhongji not only asked Chen Chen to learn pharmacological knowledge, but also constantly urged him to exercise.

Running laps around the mountain peaks, Mo Zhongji stood at the finish line with a stopwatch in his hand. Running enough laps every day was not enough. He also needed to increase his speed every day.

Go to the forest to work, including but not limited to: cutting firewood, quarrying stones, twisting hemp ropes, nailing wood, carrying cut wood and knocked stones. Originally Chen Chen didn't know the purpose of doing these things, but after

Next, the master's instructions gradually became clear. Use the chopped wood to make a horizontal bar, and use twisted hemp rope to make a net to catch the gravel. These were obviously prepared for Chen Chen's training, but how could he have such a feeling?

How does it feel to go to the execution ground and sharpen the executioner's knife?

After such high-intensity training, even if Chen Chen is an iron man, he can't bear it at all. Now he has deep circles under his eyes every day, his eyes are dull, and his heels don't touch the ground when he walks, and he walks like a ghost. "Like this.

We can't go down there." Mo Zhongji thought so, so one night after Chen Chen finished training, Mo Zhongji took Chen Chen to one of the rooms here.

There were no lights in the room, so even if you walked in during the day, you would feel extremely dark. Fortunately, the space above was not completely sealed, and a few rays of white moonlight poured in through the gaps.

"What is this?" Chen Chen took a few steps closer, and the huge smell of herbs hit his face. The deep pool on the ground was filled with green liquid, and it was still churning. Transparent bubbles floated to the surface one after another.

rupture.

"This is the medicated bath I prepared for you. Your daily physical exertion is too great, and it is difficult to keep up with natural recovery alone. Okay, take off your clothes and get out." Mo Zhongji said.

Chen Chen took off his clothes hesitantly, carefully stepped in with one foot, shouted and jumped back far away.

"Ah, so hot!!"

"Why is it so hot? Look, this water doesn't even have heat." Mo Zhongji walked over and sat down, pulling the water in the pool with his hands, as if there was really no problem.

No, there is definitely something fishy. Chen Chen shook his head quickly: "I won't go down."

"You really don't want to go down?"

"I really can't go down."

"Okay, let's run two more laps tomorrow." Mo Zhongji held out two fingers.

"No, no, can't I go down?" Chen Chen hugged his body and shook twice, and finally gave in. He slowly descended into the pool until finally only one head was left exposed. Those who were in contact with the water

Every pore on his body felt as painful as needle pricks. He gritted his teeth and held on. After a while, a lot of sweat was secreted on his face.

"Soak your head in." Mo Zhongji was still making sarcastic remarks to the side. It really didn't hurt to stand and talk. Chen Chen didn't bother to reply to him, he just gave him a big eye roll. It was dark and he didn't know if he saw it.

See clearly.

Finally, after who knows how long it took, Mo Zhongji finally said: "Okay, come out." Chen Chen jumped out quickly like a frog, carrying a large amount of potion.

"It's finally over..." Chen Chen let out a long sigh.

"Try it and see if you feel relaxed?"

Really! Chen Chen tried waving his arms, and all the soreness he felt in the past was gone.
Chapter completed!