The system takes me through the world

Chapter 112 May Be A Fake Doctor

Ye Ke defeated Fengnan City with one move, which immediately caused a sensation in the whole school.

At the same time, his background was quickly dug out.

Although he is a small blacksmith in the countryside, his skills are not small.

Two outstanding seniors, Chen Bufan and Xu Buque, together with Xuepiao and others, went to subdue the evil tiger demon, but they were defeated by it. It was Ye Ke who stepped forward to kill the tiger demon and saved everyone.

Recently, in Yazhou, he cured Mr. Xue's internal injuries accumulated over the years, and won the respect of Xue's family.

After the news came out, everyone realized it. No wonder Ye Ke didn't pay attention to Fengnan City. He really has the ability.

From then on, Ye Ke became popular in people's hearts. No one dared to call him "little blacksmith". Instead, some people formed a circle around him.

And he didn't pay attention to other things, and began to study the knowledge of comprehension in this world seriously.

Practice is life, and life is practice. People live in this big world like a stew pot, and it is absolutely impossible to live with clear distinctions. Ordinary people are ordinary people, and monks are monks.

However, it has been inherited from ancient times and flourished in the cultivation of immortality that has been researched and summarized by countless heroes in the past dynasties. It has been passed down from generation to generation, and it has also been carried forward from generation to generation. Or, due to insufficient inheritance, some immortal methods have been completely destroyed.

Everyone wants to pass on immortality and Taoism when they master it, but there are always some accidents that lead to faults in the inheritance.

People realize that if they want to pass on the magic of immortality, they must not only use people's brains to memorize, but also use books.

Turtle shell, wooden slips, silk, paper.These are props.

This is the development of memorization, but also the development of writing, and it is also the development of the inheritance of immortal law.

Because the ancients could not master so many vocabulary, the Taoism written was full of words, obscure and difficult to understand. In some places, a large number of specious blank strokes were used to deliberately improve the style, so a famous saying was left: "The Tao cannot be passed on lightly!"

This has caused various differences in the understanding of the text in the books by later generations.

For example, Ye Ke once read a book, a group of martial arts masters went to an overseas island to appreciate a poem left by a peerless master, and realized amazing martial arts from it.

As a result, different people realized different martial arts.In the end, everyone found that what they realized was not the martial arts of words, but their own martial arts.

What's even more amazing is that the set of martial arts hidden in the text can only be learned by being illiterate!
All in all, in order to prevent future generations from misinterpreting the immortal arts and Taoism recorded in the ancient classics, all Chinese people must receive the same education. Pass on the words to the students.

This is what Ye Ke learned.

After one or two months of practice, Ye Ke quickly grasped the most important principles, combined with his own Taixuan magic skills, his cultivation became more and more refined.

But on this day, Xue Huai found the door suddenly, and Xue Lie accompanied him to the door.

"Mr. Ye, the old man came to the door today to ask for something."

Xue Huai was old and his face was as calm as a lake, but there was an inexplicable palpitation in his eyes.

"What's going on? Mr. Xue, please tell me." Ye Ke said lightly.

"I have a grandson, Xue Lie's cousin, who is the king of the city gate of the country. In order to celebrate my birthday, I sneaked into the Heilong Lake in the Yin Mountains to find the natal herb, but was injured by the dragon in the lake, and it lingered in my heart. It is difficult to remove, and all the good doctors have been found, but they can't do anything, the old man is helpless, so he has to ask Mr. Ye for help."

Ye Ke nodded, pondered for a moment, and said, "In that case, I'll go to the residence."

Xue Huai was overjoyed and said, "Then thank you Mr. Ye."

A group of people came to Xue's mansion. It turned out that Xue Huai's cousin, Xue Ji, the son of Xue Huai's son Xue Hai, was attacked by the black dragon in the lake, his body became cold, and he managed to escape from the black dragon pool with one breath. After returning to Xue's house under protection, most of his body was already frozen, and his skin had gradually turned into crystals, as if it would shatter like ice if touched.

At this time, there are four or five doctors in the room, all of whom are famous doctors in the world, but they are helpless in the face of this symptom.

Ye Ke glanced at them, and found that each of them had real energy in their bodies, and their cultivation was not shallow, but they were helpless in the face of Xue Ji's illness.

Ye Ke ignored them, went straight to Xue Ji's bed, and checked his pulse.

"Who is he? How dare a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy come to diagnose this kind of injury?" A doctor felt slightly annoyed when he saw this.

"As I expected, this person should be the young genius doctor who cured Ye Lao's internal injuries." Another doctor stroked his beard and said.

Another doctor interjected and said: "Old Ye's illness is caused by the damage of his true energy, which ate back into his body, causing him to be seriously ill. Turned into ice, the disease is so weird, can he heal it?"

Another doctor said: "Mr. Xue Ji's injury is very strange. No matter whether it is acupuncture, smoking, herbal medicine, or stimulating the essence, it can't get rid of it. Does this young man think that he cured a disease by luck? , can cure other diseases as well?"

"Maybe in the countryside, there is no known folk remedy."

While they were discussing, Ye Ke stood up suddenly, strode out of the room, and said to Xue Huai, "I can cure this disease."

Xue Huai was overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "I also ask Mr. Ye to take care of him, and the Xue family will thank you very much."

Ye Ke said: "Although this illness is troublesome, it is not a problem. As long as I have the true essence in my body, carefully guide it, and slowly sort out the cold true essence sprayed out by the black dragon, I will rest for a while and nourish my body. The medicinal materials should be correct."

Xue Huai was overjoyed and was about to speak.

At this time, someone suddenly stood up and said loudly:
"Mr. Ye, I don't quite understand what you said."

When everyone looked around, they saw a 30-year-old young doctor with a white face and beardless standing up.

The Xue family recognized it, and immediately whispered:

"Isn't this Du Yuntian, a well-known miracle doctor in the Southwest?"

If you don't know, ask quickly, and then you will know that this Miracle Doctor Du is a well-known miraculous doctor in the Southwest.

"Mr. Ye, I also heard that you cured Mr. Xue's illness. Knowing Mr. Ye's miraculous medical methods, I didn't dare to doubt it, but your Excellency said that you use your own true energy to enter the body and guide it carefully. How is this possible?"

"As we all know, the true energy in our body is permanently fixed to the body, and it is difficult to export it unless we attack it, but you say that it can be imported into the patient's body, isn't this absurd? Since ancient times, there has never been such a method in the medical world! "

"Speaking frankly, you may be a fake doctor."

(End of this chapter)