The whole medical exchange meeting ended successfully in a warm atmosphere, but its impact has just begun.

Later generations of Chinese medicine masters generally believe that this day is a day of historic significance in the Chinese medicine community, and it is precisely because of the convening of this medical conference that the journey of revival of Chinese medicine has begun.

Mo Fei, who played a key role in the revival of traditional Chinese medicine, was revered as the ancestor of medicine by later generations, and Gujing Village was the most sacred and yearning holy place in the hearts of all doctors engaged in traditional Chinese medicine research.

Because it was the retreat of the sage Murphy.

Now, these veteran TCM experts are still immersed in the great joy of benefiting a lot, and they did not expect the far-reaching impact of this conference.

Of course, these are all later words, so we will not mention them for the time being.

After the meeting, Mo Fei declined the invitation of the old experts to have dinner together, and left the campus of Jinghua University with Zeng Yi, Ou Yeping, and Mo Qingwu.

Today, these brothers can be regarded as an eye-opener, not only to see famous doctors from all over the world, but also to witness their good brother Mo Fei, in the venue calm and eloquent, that kind of calm atmosphere, confident demeanor, so that these people admired the five bodies.

In the four years of college, the brothers are not said to be in and out together, but they are also intimate, and they have never heard of Mo Fei's brilliant medical skills. Although this guy is a little silent, a little introverted, and often studies some esoteric ancient books that others can't understand, but he has nothing to do with traditional Chinese medicine, so although everyone gets along day and night, no one knows that Mo Fei is so powerful.

This is really hidden, and the brothers are all impressed in their hearts. If he had learned such a clever medical skill, I am afraid that the whole world would have known about it a long time ago.

Thinking of this, I was more and more impressed by Mo Fei in my heart.

With the appearance and talent of the fourth Mofei, the fame and fortune pursued by others are just easy for him to obtain.

And he, a person with a Qinghua temperament and a handsome and dusty person, can stay away from the bustling city and hide in the countryside, this kind of spiritual realm, the brothers think they can't reach it, and Mo Fei's image in everyone's hearts can't help but be a little taller.

The days of getting together always go by quickly.

Since everyone has their own careers to be busy, a few days later, the brothers had to face parting again. But after all, he is a few years older, and he has a little less sorrow for parting than when he graduated.

True friendship is in the heart, and if we know each other, even if we are thousands of miles away, it is as close as we are at hand.

A glass of sake, a few cherishes, and then they set out on their own journey.

Life is like this, gathering and parting, repeatedly, and this separation is the beginning of the next reunion.

And our protagonist Mo Fei turned into a gust of wind at this moment, and in an instant, he landed in an antique and quiet Taoist temple.

This ancient and solemn Taoist temple, in a forest of high-rise buildings is very conspicuous, built in the downtown area, but independent of the hustle and bustle, highlighting the Taoist hidden in the dust of the pure nature of the true meaning, in this rolling red dust turbid world, quite a bit out of the dust elegant and quiet interest.

As soon as Mo Fei appeared, he heard a clear laughter coming from the opposite Dan room:

"In the morning, when the old road was boxing, I heard the pine and bamboo in front of the door, there was a magpie chirping endlessly, and sure enough, Brother Mo Dao came to visit, come and come, quickly enter the Dan room and sit down, forgive the old man to greet him."

The voice was undecided, but when he saw the curtain picked, an old Taoist priest with white hair and a treasure on his face walked out quickly, it was Guo Daozhen, the old master of Baiyun Temple.

Seeing under the shadow of the bamboo, a young man, with a timeless demeanor, was clearly undoubted, and the old Taoist priest immediately showed joy on his face. (To be continued......)