Hearing Sun Renbing's reprimand, the Lord of the Plague didn't care, and continued: "My demon realm is thirsty for talents, and this is the only chance you have to wait. Tomorrow, when the great sun of the Shengyuan Continent hangs high, it will be too late for you to take refuge! In order 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, with a wave of his hand, tens of thousands of demon barbarians climbed up the mountain, leaving the path leading to the mountainside, and disappeared into the green mist.

"You can go up the mountain at any time. The Lord of Plague disappeared into the green mist.

"It's ...... The plan for the empty city?" Sun Renbing was puzzled.

Zhang Zilong took a closer look at the green mist in the mountain, sighed heavily, and said, "We were stopped by the Lord of the Plague before, and we were delayed for too much time. Now that the power of the Lord of the Plague doppelganger has recovered a lot, it may not be able to kill us, but we can't rush into the mist to kill him. He, this is fearless!"

"Your medical book doesn't work?"

"No, I can't. Now we need at least one doctor to come and lead us in. The closer you get to the Lord of the Plague clone, the stronger the power of the plague. Even if we work together to release the medical book, we will surely die before we reach the mountainside. It's already too late, so I can only wait for the rescue of the demi-saint. ”

"Why didn't the Lord of the Plague throw the thickest poisonous mist in his vicinity and kill us?"

"He needs to be nourished by a thick fog, and if he uses it, his strength will inevitably grow. We tried our best, but we were slow. ”

"If we keep using the "Song of the Great Wind" or the poems of the Great Wind type of Jinshi War, can we dispel these plague mist?"

"Yes, but these plague fogs are not dead things, they can be pervasive, and no matter how well our war poems cooperate, it is impossible for them to be without gaps. The power of the Protective War Verse can barely protect against those lighter fogs, once they reach the mountainside. Those plague mist could instantly corrode the Jinshi Protective Battle Poems, and even the power formed by Hanlin Wenbao couldn't last long. You must know that no matter how weak the doppelganger of the Lord of Plague is, he still has the power of the Holy Path. ”

"There's really nothing left to do?"

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

Some people looked at Hua Yuqing, Hua Yuqing nodded helplessly, and said, "Brother Zilong's medical attainments are still above me, what he said is right." ”

Zhang Zilong said: "Yuqing, you are polite, you have entered the holy ruins with Fang Xusheng, and then entered the seventh corridor of the comet corridor, and your future achievements are far above me." It's a pity that at a young age, he encountered the Lord of the Plague......"

Zhang Zilong did not say any more. The Lord of the Plague is famous, and there are records about him in the late Shang Dynasty, and he lived for thousands of years, making him one of the most difficult demon saints. In front of this kind of demon saint, everyone did not have the slightest confidence.

Fang Yun frowned, he knew a lot about the Demon Clan, but now he couldn't find any means to defeat the Lord of the Plague, so he had to say, "We have worked together to finally break into the Demon Mountain." We must not afford to fall short. Please brainstorm and come up with a feasible solution!"

"Fellow scholars, do you have any special killer features with you?" He Ludong asked.

Kong Detian shook his head and said: "Our Kong family has strict rules, only when we are sure to go to a dangerous place. will give us things such as holy blood, for fear that we will abuse our power to do evil. This Jinshi Spring Hunt is not dangerous, and there was originally a half-saint clone rescue, where might it give us any killer features. ”

"Think again!"

Fang Yun suddenly released his courage. Covering three hundred people, he said, "I have a way to go straight to the cave where the plague lord is, and I will definitely not be hindered by the plague fog along the way." But now the question is. How do we deal with the fog in the cave, and then rush to the Lord of the Plague. ”

Not far away, on the mountainside, there was a cold snort. No matter how powerful the doppelganger of the Lord of Plague was, it was impossible to penetrate Fang Yun's courageous power from such a distance.

Everyone sensed Fang Yun's courageous power, and they no longer had any scruples, and they talked about it.

However, the discussion lasted for an entire hour, and there was no result.

Fang Yun finally had to retract his courage, spread out an ordinary straw mat, and sit on the ground to think.

The crowd whispered.

As time passed, everyone found that Fang Yun seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed, not only did they not disturb him, but instead sent eight middle-aged Jinshi over to take turns to protect him.

Fang Yun had been completely immersed in the world of strange books, constantly reading all the medical books that cured the plague.

Zhang Zhongjing's "Treatise on Typhoid Fever", Wang Tao's "Secrets of Outer Taiwan", Ge Hong's "Elbow Reserve Emergency Prescription", Sun Simiao's "Qianjin Yao Fang", "Shengji General Record" jointly compiled by the imperial doctors of the Song Dynasty, Lei Feng's "Treatise on Current Diseases", Zheng Xiaoyan's "Plague Contract"......

Fang Yun used to read a lot of books every day, and all the famous medical books, whether they were from the Shengyuan Continent or the Ancient Kingdom of China, he had already read them quickly, and he had a clear concept in his heart, and the books of the Doctor's Half-Saint were even more pondered, after all, the books of the Doctor's Half-Saint were also among the Saints' classics.

It was very simple to find books on the treatment of plague in the world of strange books, but in just two hours, Fang Yun had read all the theories, prescriptions and precautions related to the plague in the world of strange books.

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

After reading it once, Fang Yun did not stop, but took out all the contents separately, and divided them into categories with his memory. Because some prescriptions are really problematic, and some treatments are too backward.

In particular, medical books in the Ming and Qing dynasties, such as "Treatise on Current Diseases", were written by doctors who formed the "Warm Disease School" later, and at this time, the Shengyuan Continent did not have the "Warm Disease School" that brought Chinese medicine to a new level, and it can even be said that Chinese medicine without the "Warm Disease School" is not a complete Chinese medicine.

Moreover, the Warm School corrected many of the mistakes of the Typhoid School headed by Zhang Zhongjing, which studied diseases that could not be treated by the Typhoid School to a large extent. This is a very normal medical innovation in the ancient Chinese country, but in the Shengyuan Continent, once the "Warm Disease School" is formed, it will inevitably involve the most cruel battle of the Holy Dao!

And it is a part of the holy way that negates the medical saint Zhang Zhongjing!

However, in the face of death, Fang Yun had already abandoned all his worries, and he could only consider the consequences of the Holy Dao dispute if he could live, and he was going to die now, so there was no need to think about the Holy Dao controversy at all.

What's more, the core of the medical profession is to save people and cure diseases, and any new innovation is introduced, even if it will cause controversy or even a dispute over the holy path, it will not be persecuted, which is obviously different from some other hundred schools. The openness of the medical family is second only to that of the industrial family.

"Although there are many medical books, they are only words, and they have no power. To gain the power to break through the fog of plague, I must write a medical book dedicated to the plague, or we will all die here!" (To be continued......)