Chapter 23

The frost white moonlight sprinkled on the ground. Chen ang took one step and two steps and slowly came to the front of the long Pavilion.

All the elite disciples of the demon sect came to kill him, but now they are helpless like a child. The weapons that are usually cherished as life fall into the dust, but they don't get a look from their former master.

The sword cuts flesh and soul.

The bright sword light not only stabbed four demon sect elders with one sword, but also cut off their courage. After today, I'm afraid most people here can't afford the sword in their hands!

Behind Chen ang, Bao Dachu's body looked at the sky with open eyes. Beside him, Qin Weibang, Jia Bu and sang Sanniang closed their eyes and their faces were calm, as if the sword light was too dazzling, narrowed their eyes, and then couldn't open them again.

In the pavilion, Wang Cheng, the last elder of the demon sect, looked at Chen ang slowly coming towards him, his face was bitter, his beard moved, his hands sometimes squeezed his fists, sometimes unable to tremble, and he was extremely struggling in his heart.

He finally sighed and calmly closed his eyes in the face of Chen ang who came to him step by step.

But Chen ang ignored him, walked in front of him and stopped in front of a strange man. The man had a huge head, a moustache, a short and fat appearance, and a very funny appearance.

The strange man laughed twice. He suddenly tore his clothes off his chest, revealing his loose chest, and said to Chen ang with a strange smile: "are you here to kill me? Then hurry up. From my left clavicle and his carefully put down the book in his hand, his eyes are covered with blood. When he saw the medical case on Chen Ang's knee, he picked it up and tried to pull the covers on both sides, which will be torn to pieces!

Chen ang sighed. The scabbard on his hand gently touched his shoulder. Ping Yizhi's hands were unable to grasp the medical record and let it fall into the dust. Ping Yizhi just sat on the ground powerlessly and closed his eyes tired.

"Is this medicine from the outside?" he asked hoarsely with a finger for a long time.

Chen ang didn't answer, but carefully picked up the medical record, cleaned it up, and respectfully put it together with his own medical skills.

"What are you doing with that shameful thing? Lose it! Lose it! Lose it clean." Ping Yi shook his hand with a trembling finger, tears in his eyes, and turned his head to look at it again.

Chen ang was silent and said.

"I've never heard of a tower built without accumulation! I've never heard of superb medical skills emerging out of thin air. Martial arts and medicine, of course, can achieve the peak only by natural wonders, but the peak of genius still stands on the basis of all living beings!"

"You and my medical wisdom are countless doctors and doctors who have worked hard for thousands of years. They are the beneficiaries and pioneers on the avenue paved with white hair. They are the most beautiful flowers in the art of medicine! The reason why I am higher than you is that I stand on the shoulders of more people, not that I am better than you!"

"Today, you abandon it like a shoe, but you have lost the original heart of a pioneer who cuts through thorns and thorns! You look at other people's towers and feel ashamed of their filth, but you never look back. The peak tower has never started at the slightest? The changes of yin and Yang and the rise and fall of five Qi are also the avenue of medicine. You know that China is not inferior to people through the ages!"

Ping Yizhi looked up in surprise, looked at a new volume of medical books in front of him, opened it again, but saw that it was full of acupuncture, herbs, guidance, Qi practice, meridians, yin-yang dialectics, which was very different from the organs, circulation, blood vessels and microorganisms just now.

However, I saw a lot of dry pen and ink, writing all kinds of wonderful theories I haven't seen, and several wonderful methods of looking at Qi and diagnosis. I was the first to open a family. Ping Yizhi only felt that what he saw and heard and what he learned in his life had never exceeded the pan li of this book.

"Chinese medicine has a long history. It has great momentum. It is the pursuit of medicine to detect minor diseases and adjust the human body when they are at the end of a hair. Just as Bian que said, it is the pursuit of medicine to strengthen the body and avoid all diseases. According to the way of martial arts, I elaborate the four seasonal changes and the rise and fall of yin and Yang. I want to use the way of traditional Chinese medicine to make everyone strong and healthy and avoid all diseases. I also want to describe the change of human Qi mechanism and the way of three treasures 。”

"It's just that I can't do this grand plan alone. I just want this book to go all over the world and inspire the world. It is based on the prosperity of medicine and the renewal of everything!"

Chen ang looked at Ping Yizhi, his eyes gradually brightened, and his body gradually became angry. He smiled, read a medical record written by Ping Yizhi loudly, and then analyzed it one by one with sharp words. Aiming at the means of Ping Yizhi, he said a few words about its medical theory, cause and effect. All his words were in the first place.

Ping Yizhi gradually became absorbed in listening. When he heard some places, he couldn't help but speak out, either agree or refute. He also hit the point. He even analyzed the refutation based on the views in the two medical books he had just read. Chen ang also discussed with him one by one. They were elated. Unconsciously, one night had passed and Jinwu began to rise.

"Brother ping!" Chen ang got up, took his horse and stood outside the pavilion. "I have a word. Please listen!"

"The time is prosperous and the time is new. This is the prosperous age of medicine. It is the time when the secret of heaven starts, everything is renewed and a hundred schools of thought contend. Brother Ping is a genius. When Feng Xing sleeps at night, he will be a trendsetter in this prosperous age, cut through thorns and thorns for Chinese medicine, open a way for future generations, describe the human body with Yin and Yang, and become a great doctor in a prosperous age. Don't let the sages!"

"If I can surpass myself and open up a new world for doctors, I am very lucky! I will kowtow to my brother."

Ping Yi pointed at Chen Ang's horse and suddenly heard a childish voice in the past, saying word by word: "Anyone who cures a disease must calm his mind, have no desire and no desire, first show great compassion and vow to save the suffering of the soul. If someone comes for help, he must not ask about his dignity, wealth, youth, beauty, resentment against relatives and friends, ignorance, wisdom and common identity, all like the thoughts of his close relatives..."

He suddenly burst out laughing, picked up the three books on the ground, held them in his arms like a treasure, walked away in the morning light, and shouted: "don't look forward to the future, worry about good and bad luck, and protect your life. If you see that person's distress, if you have it, you will be sad. Don't avoid the pain, the cold and heat day and night, and * * fatigue. You will go to rescue with all your heart and have no sense of time and deeds. In this way, you can be a great doctor for ordinary people..."

In the morning light, his shadow grew longer and longer. Elder Wang looked back. The pudgy figure was even tall. Wang Cheng looked at them blankly, and suddenly collapsed on the ground. Looking at the dilapidated Pavilion, he didn't know what to think.

In today's Changting, the famous doctor who killed people, Ping Yizhi, died at the hands of Chen ang. Only the miracle doctor who helped the world, Ping Yizhi, survived.