Immortal Voices

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Rong Xian opened the book "Huangdi Neijing", glanced at the content, cleared her throat, and began to teach everyone.

After she read all the content that needed to be said, she simply and rudely stuffed the content into everyone's minds without asking if they had remembered it, so that they would not forget it even if they wanted to. Then she slowly continued explain.

"Using acupuncture and the like is to regulate qi. If the qi is not smooth, the disease cannot heal itself." After she finished speaking, she looked at the students below who were tall and strong but looked inexplicably naive, and the words came to her lips. Turning a corner, "Now I'll let you feel it for yourself."

After she finished speaking, she lifted up her wide sleeves and found a slender silver needle lying flat in her right hand.

Under the horrified faces of everyone, she raised her hand slightly, and the silver needles turned into countless needles and went from all directions, piercing into the bodies of these diligent students who wanted to learn.

them:…

mmp, mmp do you know? mmp!

The reality is that no matter how much they scold Rong Xian in their hearts, they can't move and are directly fixed in place by the silver needle.

Rong Xian lowered her eyes and glanced at the people who were frozen on the spot in various postures. Seeing that their expressions were fixed in fear, she sighed slightly, and the melancholy in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows was natural: "You are so stupid, how can I feel relieved? .”

As they stood still, Rong Xian began to ramble on about the contents of the medical book, trying to keep them all in mind.

Three hours later, Rong Xian finally said she had enough.

She walked to the table nearby, waved her sleeves, and a pot of hot tea and a cup appeared on the table.

She poured a cup of tea and drank it slowly, then sighed happily: "Being a teacher is such a happy thing."

After a pause, she glanced at the group of students and added nonchalantly: "As long as the students are not stupid or ridiculously stupid, they can make me feel the sense of responsibility of #人人师人#."

As soon as he finished speaking, two great monks rushed in from outside the door, with arrogant faces and sticks in their hands. It seemed that they were looking for trouble.

From the looks of this familiar place, it’s not the first time I’ve been there.

Before they could reach the yard, Rong Xian flicked her fingertips, and the female short-lived insect flew out.

In the blink of an eye, countless short-lived insects seemed to come from all directions and gnawed away the two great monks, leaving only a pair of white skeletons.

Rong Xian put her hands into her sleeves and said casually but with a hint of interest in her heart: "These great monks are interesting. They come here to die again and again but they still can't stop."

She didn't even look at the students, but waved her hand impatiently, and those silver needles seemed to have a consciousness of their own, turning into streaks of silver light and returning to Rong Xian's broad sleeves.

She retracted her hand, her long sleeves hanging down, and no flaw could be seen.

Students: No, what about #为人师人# as we promised to set an example?

You are teaching us to fight violence with violence and to strike first to gain the upper hand.

Everyone stood there for six hours, their legs were weak and their waists were sore. They all collapsed on the ground, with their mouths crooked and their eyes squinting in confusion.

"Doctor Veratrum." One person stood up despite the discomfort. He staggered up to Rong Xian and said with a fanatical expression on his face, "Thank you for your teaching."

Cang Tian: Oh, I met a fan.

The young man continued: "In fact, I have always felt that Doctor Hellebore is a very powerful person, not because of his strength, but because of his ideas."

"Your thoughts are not restricted and you can act as you please. You can laugh, curse or scold at your fingertips. No one can change you." The young man spoke in a high tone, "You are the savior of all living beings. Your existence is to guide us in the direction of progress. We are liberated from the **** of dire straits.”

He praised Rong Xian gushingly, and the excitement in his eyes was so intense.

In response to such a dog-licking compliment, Rong Xian asked lightly: "Well, how many people do you represent? I mean, how many 'we' do you refer to me in total?"

Young man: "..." No matter how wrong his mind is, he knows that few people agree with him.

But the man he regarded as a **** would definitely understand him.

Rong Xian calmly and self-possessed...rejected him: "I will not coach a person who has nothing. Having nothing means you have no chance to prove your ability to me, let alone being unique."

She raised her chin and said proudly: "The person who gets my true inheritance will definitely be unique."

The young man was so deceived that he was lame. He said with high interest: "Don't worry, next time I come to see you, I will definitely bring my sincerity and let you see my proof."

He knew what Dr. Hellebore wanted.

The young man bent down and bowed solemnly, then left eagerly.

Cangtian: "...I seem to have seen the emergence of a perversion."

It was extremely vicissitudes of life: "Zai'er, you are stimulating him and tempting him with your words. What are you going to use him for?"

Rong Xian sighed and said: "You think so badly of me, I just said a few words casually."

Cangtian: "Everything you say casually is highly suggestive. Zai'er, you are so naturally bad."

Rong Xian#不自不 ashamed but feel proud# said with a faint smile, "Thank you for the compliment."

Now it was Heaven's turn to have nothing to say.

After the young man left, Rong Xian assigned a few people who were good at studying to nearby medical clinics, and also arranged for two people with no talent at all to guard the Marriage Temple.

After ensuring that the medical clinics and marriage temples in this area were staffed, she quickly moved to the next place to continue training medical students.

In the past four years, in addition to arranging homework, she also taught students.

Most of the medical clinics in West Antarctica already have owners, which can be considered an achievement.

On this day, Rong Xian was writing a prescription when her mind suddenly moved and she raised her head and looked towards the north.

The Eastern Jin Dynasty moved.

Four years ago, Ronghua imprisoned the empress of the Eastern Jin Dynasty and her entourage, who were one step away from the Great Xia Dynasty.

Four years later, they finally broke through the defense and rushed out.

Sima Hengjun suffered such a big loss and would never give up.

She led people to meet with Xia Zi, and what they talked about was unknown to outsiders. They only knew that Lord Sima Heng returned to the Eastern Jin Dynasty without stopping and ordered martial law throughout the country.

The unusual atmosphere of the Eastern Jin Dynasty attracted the attention of Bai Muchen, the general stationed on the border.

After he sent the abnormal message back to the court, Rong Hao, who was still processing the memorial, received the news from the imperial sister through luck.

"Brother Emperor, I trapped the Empress of the Eastern Jin Dynasty for four years. Am I particularly capable?" Ronghua asked, asking for credit, "What do you mean by that, #大恩不说说#?"

Rong Hao was stimulated by these five words, and all the questions he had asked before turned into: "It's up to me to say thank you for the kindness."

Rong Hua urged, "Then tell me quickly."

Rong Hao: I accidentally got tricked.

The Crown Princess filled Rong Guo's hatred level with her. She just didn't feel guilty at all after getting into trouble, and she even asked him to take credit for it.

Rong Hao: Did the freedom I gave you go so far that you didn’t know who you could provoke and who you couldn’t?

He made a mandatory order: "I must see you in Qianjing within half a month."

The luck dissipated, and Rong Hao continued to deal with state affairs with a paralyzed face.

The icy aura around him gradually approached that of the Sword Emperor in his previous life.

However, the Sword Emperor in his previous life was aloof and lonely above the clouds and in the sword. In this life, Rong Hao was burdened by his brothers and sisters and his unreliable mother-empress.

The essential difference.

This is really quite uncomfortable.