Jiang Yu sighed: "It's a pity, we all realized it late. We have always been clinging to the things of our ancestors, refusing to absorb the essence of other medicines. Now...... It's really ridiculous, we boast of being the Three Holy Hands of Chinese Medicine, but in fact, we haven't even left a book that summarizes our experiences, let alone taught a disciple who can catch up with us or even surpass us. At this point, we are inferior to Park Chang-myung. ”

Song Yuhe stopped talking, although he didn't want to admit it, but he knew very well in his heart that although Park Changming was a bastard, he did do more things for his country and his own people than Song Yuhe. Compared with the two, Song Yuhe is indeed inferior to the other party.

As the two chatted about this, the atmosphere became extremely gloomy. There are no books left, and no more apprentices can be accepted to teach medical skills. This means that these top Chinese medicine skills will be cut off!

They hadn't experienced this before, and they hadn't thought about the importance of it. Now that it has happened, they understand how stupid their actions are, whether for themselves, or for this industry, or even for this nation and country!

But it was useless to say anything, the two of them were silent for a while, and Jiang Yu said: "The other guy was also defeated, and now, we are all wiped out...... Brother Song, if, if it really comes to that point, I am ready to let go of all honor and cheekiness, don't be cheeky, take everything, and pass on my medical skills. ”

Hearing this, Song Yuhe was taken aback, what was the most important thing for these people? Of course, it was reputation! This reputation was not only about themselves, but also about the fate of the family they belonged to.

If a doctor can't even guarantee his integrity, then what kind of medical skills can he talk about? This is simply throwing himself into the abyss of no return! However, this seems to be the only way to break the situation. But the price is also huge, saving the medical skills of Chinese medicine, but smashing the character of Chinese medicine. If the Three Holy Hands are so unkeep-napped to their promises, what about the others?

Even they are tantamount to a bad start, bringing bad values to the entire TCM industry!

Thinking of this, Song Yuhe's head was full of cold sweat, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Park Changming's move was high. No matter what they do, TCM will pay a huge price, and this price is not visible now, but the impact in the future will be too great. This loss, Chinese medicine can't afford to lose!

Song Yuhe told his worries, and Jiang Yu asked rhetorically: "It's all poison, we can only choose the relatively non-poisonous one to eat." It's a day to drag it out, what if someone can break the game in the future?"

"What if, in the future?" Speaking of this, Song Yuhe suddenly thought of the mysterious monk on the mountain! Since he came back, Song Yuhe's heart has never been calm, and when he thinks of Fang Zheng, he has a feeling of hair. But now that he thinks about it, Fang Zheng doesn't seem to have done anything to hurt him, except for some magic.

So, what if there is a way for this miraculous monk?

Thinking of this, Song Yuhe immediately told him about meeting Fangzheng, which he had concealed before. Now after the tray came out, Jiang Yu's eyes widened directly when he heard it, and asked, "You're not sick, are you?"

"I don't want to believe it either, but do we have any other way?" Song Yuhe asked bitterly.

Jiang Yu shook his head and said: "I have already understood the square you said, and he is indeed a legendary monk." However, how old is he? It is not easy for him to be proficient in Buddhism, and he is also proficient in bamboo carving, which is already a demon in perversion! Now, you tell me, he still has to talk about medical skills, and he may even be a master of medical skills hidden among the people...... To be honest, it's not that I don't believe it. Rather, is this possible? If possible, then it's not a demon, it's a monster!"

Song Yuhe is not Jiang Yu, after Jiang Yu watched the live broadcast, he did not rush up the mountain, but came to Black Mountain City to find a friend to inquire about Fangzheng's situation. So what Jiang Yu said, Song Yuhe really didn't know. Now when he heard this, Song Yuhe was also a little stunned, the little monk who was less than twenty years old was proficient in three skills, and all of them had reached the top level, was this possible? Even the demons of ancient and modern China and foreign countries couldn't do it, right? This is indeed a monster.

However, isn't the so-called monster just not credible?

Jiang Yu continued: "Compared to him, I would rather talk to some other famous Chinese medicine practitioners. We can't let them follow in our footsteps!"

Song Yuhe nodded slightly and said, "It's okay, we have already made a mistake, and we can't let others follow suit." ”

"What about you?" Jiang Yu asked.

Song Yuhe looked at the ceiling a little confused, he really wanted to find a place to hide and live for the rest of his life. But I don't know why, at that moment, he thought of pointing to the square on the mountain. Thinking of that ugly man beggar, thinking of Fang Zheng's sudden appearance, how did he do it? Why did he test him so much? What did he do it for?

Thinking of this, Song Yuhe gritted his teeth: Since I can't do anything, why don't I gamble, what if, he can really do it? 3 days later, I'll listen to it myself!

So Song Yuhe said: "I want to stay, quietly." ”

Jiang Yu nodded and stopped asking.

The two of them talked about something else.

That night, Founder received a letter.

Fang Zheng looked at the letter in his hand, a little dumbfounded. He has grown so big, he really hasn't taken the letter! This thing is simply an old antique in the legend! Fang Zheng once thought that the letter had disappeared.

When he opened it, Fang Zheng was stunned, it was all about Park Changming's information, as well as the content of Park Changming's consecutive defeats to the three holy hands of Chinese medicine, but the content was not detailed, there was no content about the game on it, only the victory and defeat, and the impact of victory and defeat.

But what really catches people's attention is the color of this word! It is all red ink, like a blood book, which gives people a strong visual impact at a glance!

Although I didn't see the person who wrote these materials, Fang Zheng could feel the anger, self-blame, sorrow and pleading in the writer's heart!

"Master, who gave this to you?" the red boy leaned over and asked curiously.

Fang Zheng shook his head, he didn't know who sent it. However, he could somewhat guess the identity of the other party, but he was not sure. But it doesn't matter anymore.

Fang Zheng put the letter away and set it aside.

Red Boy asked curiously, "Master, Chinese medicine is going to be finished, don't you care?"

Fang Zheng said with a smile: "Although Park Changming is smart, he is not on the right path after all, but on the devil's road. ”

"Uh, so what?" asked Red Boy.

Fang Zheng said: "The poor monk is a monk. ”

"Master, can you order it directly? Red Boy smiled bitterly.

Fang Zheng slowly got up, pushed open the gate of the temple, put his hands behind his back, looked at the mountains in the distance, raised his head slightly, and said with an indifferent smile: "Subduing demons and subduing demons is a matter for monks." ”