The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Hearing Sun Renbing's scolding, the Plague Lord didn't care and continued: "Our demon world is thirsty for talents, and this is your only chance. When the sun rises high in the Holy Yuan Continent tomorrow, it will be too late for you to seek refuge! To prove my sincerity, I will withdraw the defenders, and you can come to the cave where I live at any time."

After the Plague Lord finished speaking, he waved his hand, and tens of thousands of monsters climbed up the mountain, leaving the only path leading to the mountainside and disappearing into the green mist.

"You can go up the mountain at any time." After saying this, the Plague Lord disappeared into the green mist.

"Is this... an empty city plan?" Sun Renbing was puzzled.

Zhang Zilong took a careful look at the green mist in the mountain, sighed heavily, and said: "We were blocked by the Lord of Plague before, which wasted too much time. Now the power of the Lord of Plague's clone has recovered a lot. Maybe he can't kill us, but we You can't rush into the mist to kill him, so you are confident!"

"Your medical book doesn't work either?"

"No. Now we need at least a medical master to lead us in. The closer we are to the clone of the Plague Lord, the stronger the power of the plague. Even if we work together to release the medical book, we will definitely die before we reach the mountainside. . It’s too late, we can only wait for the Semi-Saint’s rescue.”

"Why doesn't the Plague Lord throw his thickest poisonous mist to kill us?"

"He needs thick fog to nourish him. If he uses that thick fog, his strength growth will inevitably slow down. We tried our best, but in the end we were still a step too slow."

"If we continue to use the "Song of the Gale" or the Jinshi War Poems of the Gale genre to blow, can we dispel these plague mist?"

"Yes, it is possible, but these plague fogs are not dead things. They can be pervasive. No matter how well our war poems work together, there can be no gaps. The power of protective war poems can barely protect the lighter fog. Once it reaches the mountainside , those plague mist can instantly corrode Jinshi's protective warfare poems, and even the power formed by Hanlin Wenbao cannot last long. You must know that no matter how weak the clone of the Plague Lord is, he still has the power of the Holy Way. "

"Is there really nothing you can do?"

"At least we medical scholars can't do anything." Zhang Zilong said.

Some people looked at Hua Yuqing, who nodded helplessly and said: "Brother Zilong's medical attainments are still above mine. What he said is absolutely right."

Zhang Zilong said: "Yuqing, you are too polite. You once entered the Holy Ruins with Fang Xusheng, and then entered the seventh corridor of the Comet Corridor. Your future achievements are far greater than mine. It is a pity that you encountered the Lord of Plague at a young age... …”

Zhang Zilong didn't say any more. The Lord of Plague had a great reputation. There were records about him in the late Shang Dynasty. He had lived for thousands of years and was one of the most difficult demon saints to deal with. In front of this demon saint, no one had the slightest confidence.

Fang Yun frowned. He knew a lot about the demon clan, but now he couldn't find any way to defeat the plague lord. He could only say: "We worked together and finally broke into the demon mountain. We must not fall short." . Please brainstorm and come up with a feasible solution!”

"Jinshi from aristocratic families, do you have any special trump cards?" He Ludong asked.

Kong Detian shook his head and said: "Our Kong family has strict rules. We will only give us things such as holy blood when we are sure to go to dangerous places, for fear that we will abuse our power and do evil. This Jinshi Spring Hunting is not dangerous, and there were originally How can the semi-saint clone rescue give us any trump card?"

"Think again!"

Fang Yun suddenly unleashed his literary power, covering three hundred people, and said: "I have a way to rush straight to the cave where the Lord of Plague is, and I will definitely not be hindered by the fog of plague along the way. But the problem now is, we wait How to deal with the thick fog in the cave and then rush to the Lord of Plague. "

A cold snort came from the mountainside not far away. No matter how powerful the Plague Lord's clone is, it can't penetrate Fang Yun's literary power from such a distance.

When everyone noticed Fang Yun's literary courage, they no longer had any scruples and started talking about it.

However, everyone discussed it for a whole hour, but there was no result at all.

Fang Yun finally had to withdraw his literary power, spread out an ordinary straw mat, and sat on the ground to think.

Everyone was talking in low voices.

As time passed, everyone noticed that Fang Yun seemed to have closed his eyes and fell asleep. Instead of disturbing him, they sent eight middle-aged Jinshi over, taking turns to use their literary power to protect him.

Fang Yun has been completely immersed in the world of strange books and keeps reading all the medical books on treating the plague.

Zhang Zhongjing's "Treatise on Febrile Diseases", Wang Tao's "Secrets of Waitai", Ge Hong's "Emergency Prescriptions", Sun Simiao's "Qian Jin Yao Prescriptions", "Sheng Ji Zong Lu" jointly compiled by the imperial doctors of the Song Dynasty, Lei Feng's "Treatise on Diseases", Zheng Xiaoyan's "The Plague Collection"...

Fang Yun used to read a lot of books every day. He had quickly read all the famous medical books, whether they were from the Holy Yuan Continent or the ancient Chinese country, and had a clear concept in his mind. He also pondered over and over again the books written by the semi-sage doctor. After all, the books written by semi-sage doctors are also among the classics of saints.

It is very easy to find books on the treatment of plague in the World of Strange Books. In just two hours, Fang Yun read through all the theories, prescriptions and precautions related to plague in the World of Strange Books.

As his literary level improved, Fang Yun's reading speed in the world of strange books also accelerated, and now it has reached almost a thousand times the speed in the outside world.

After reading it once, Fang Yun did not stop. Instead, he took out all the contents separately, classified them into categories based on his memory, and eliminated the essentials. Because some prescriptions do have problems, and some treatments are too backward.

Especially, medical books from the Ming and Qing dynasties, such as "On Diseases in Times", were written by doctors of the "Warm Disease School" that was formed later. At that time, the Shengyuan Continent did not have the "Warm Disease School" that took Chinese medicine to a new level. It can even be said that Chinese medicine without the "Warm Disease School" is not complete Chinese medicine.

Moreover, the Warm Disease School corrected many mistakes of the Cold Disease School headed by Zhang Zhongjing. The Warm Disease School largely studied diseases that the Cold Disease School could not treat. This is a very normal medical innovation in the ancient country of China, but in the Shengyuan Continent, once the "Warm Disease School" is formed, it will inevitably involve the most brutal dispute over the Holy Way!

And it denies part of the Holy Way of the Medical Saint Zhang Zhongjing!

However, in the face of death, Fang Yun has abandoned all his concerns. Only if he can survive can he consider the consequences of the dispute over the Holy Way. Now that he is about to die, there is no need to consider the dispute over the Holy Way.

Moreover, the core of the medical school is to save lives and cure diseases. Any new innovations will not be persecuted even if they will cause controversy or even disputes over the way of the saints. This is obviously different from other schools of thought. The openness of the medical school is second only to that of the craftsmen.

"Although there are many medical books, they are just words and have no power. In order to gain the power to break through the fog of plague, I must write a medical book specifically for treating plague! Otherwise, we will all die here!"