The atmosphere in the venue began to become solemn.

Every time there is a great change in the Holy Dao, some people will suddenly rise into the sky like bright stars, and some people will fall into the deep sea like stones, and they will not be able to make any waves.

In the battle for the holy path, sometimes the battle is not about right or wrong, but about whether you are qualified to continue to step on the holy path.

Fang Yun didn't seem to see the doctors who left, and continued to explain.

After explaining the evidence in the evidence, Fang Yun paused for a moment and said slowly: "Next, we will talk about the means of treating the plague, which has to mention the eight methods of treatment, such as the sweat method, the vomiting method, the lower method, the harmony method, the temperature method, the Qing method, the elimination method and the tonic method. The eight methods summarized by Zhang Shengzhongjing are very important, and students will not repeat them. It's just that the same eight methods of treatment, the concept of treating typhoid fever and warm fever is different, and the actual treatment methods are also different. So...... Think twice, I'll rest for half an hour. ”

After Fang Yun finished speaking, he stepped down from the podium and returned to his seat.

The crowd in the hall immediately turned their heads to each other, and there was an irritating hum.

Ao Huang was excited and excited, and when Fang Yun sat down, he said in a low voice: "There will be a sound of the cracking of the literary courage soon, right? The evidence you talked about at the beginning is still within Zhang Zhongjing's 'Eight Guidelines', and in essence it still follows the typhoid school, although the details are slightly different, but it is harmless, and most of them are acceptable, so only a small number of people leave the table." But now you want to separate Zhang Zhongjing's 'Eight Methods of Treatment' according to the cold and temperature, and the normal medical family can't accept it, which is tantamount to denying their medical Tao!

Fang Yun glanced at Ao Huang and said, "Look at the excitement and don't be afraid of the excitement." ”

Ao Huang smiled and said, "Now that you mentioned the Eight Methods, that is the specific treatment method, which involves more aspects and subversive concepts. If you can't accept it, you will either give up the study of the Plague completely, just like those who left before, or completely deny your medical teachings. Otherwise, just wait for the courage to break. ”

Fang Yun shook his head lightly and said, "If I am subverting some of the concepts of various schools such as Miscellaneous, Legalist or Confucian, there will inevitably be people who will deny me and criticize me, but here in the Medical Taoist Literary Association, they will only communicate and argue with me after I finish explaining, even if they want to completely deny it, it will be a few months or even a few years later." ”

"It's a pity, I'm afraid I won't see a real argument between words! By the way, in the future, before you go to the Holy Courtyard to discuss the Tao, you must call me! Li Wenying has returned from training. Hehe, he's going to talk about the Sacred Courtyard, hehe, he's got a lot of enemies, I don't know how many mouthfuls of blood he will spit out! As for you...... Don't worry, I will definitely prepare the most blood-replenishing artifact in the Dragon Palace in advance. Ao Huang said with a smile.

Fang Yun glanced at Ao Huang.

Time passed slowly, and some doctors and family members left the table one after another, and when Fang Yun took the stage again, there were more than 100 people less at the meeting.

Fang Yun stood on the podium and scanned the audience.

Among the medical scholars, except for scholars and Confucians. From Tongsheng to Hanlin, most of the expressions on his faces were very solemn, as if he had the idea of a moth throwing himself into the fire, and he was doing something like breaking the kettle and sinking the boat.

The Ordinary Medical Taoist Society is a place for exchange and learning. But today's meeting is a huge test.

If you pass the guò test, you will be able to study the Treatise on Plagues and strengthen yourself. The medical path is one step further.

If you can't get through, you will have nothing to do with the "Treatise on Plagues" and the Warm School in this life, and you will always fall behind.

Lanterns are like a forest. The red light is like a mountain, and it makes people breathless.

Fang Yun snorted lightly and said, "Let's start with the next law." The epidemic method is different from typhoid fever......"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of many doctors changed slightly, and they directly distinguished the epidemic from typhoid fever at the beginning, which was not the "possibility" that Fang Yun said before, but faintly wanted to separate the plague from typhoid fever.

Thinking of this, some people began to sweat profusely and their eyes wandered.

“...... Typhoid fever is not tired of being late, and the epidemic is not tired of being early, typhoid fever is dry and hot, and the epidemic is depressed and hot......"

Time passed slowly, and the atmosphere of the venue became more solemn.

Click......

A crisp cracking sound sounded, and I saw a person fall limply on the chair, bleeding from all seven orifices.

A thick medical book appeared in front of Zhang Zangxiang, and with a wave of his hand, a ray of light flew out of the medical book and hit the body of the doctor, stopping the injury.

The prepared messenger hurried over and carried the doctor away.

Fang Yun didn't seem to know anything, and continued to explain.

Every time a paragraph is explained, there must be a crisp voice, or there is a slight crack in the gall, or the gall is cracked, or the gall is completely shattered.

By the time Fang Yun finished speaking, fifty-seven people had been carried away, including the two doctors Hanlin.

The venue was filled with the smell of blood, and under the light of the red lanterns, the Medical Daowen Society was a little more gloomy.

Every time there was a cracking sound, the "Plague Theory" in front of Fang Yun was originally one point heavier, and in the end, the "Plague Theory" was originally pressed on the table and rattled, and Fang Yun had to pick up the "Plague Theory" and put it in his hand.

Every time there is a cracking sound of literary gall, the breath of the medical book in Fang Yunwen's palace is a little stronger.

Every time there is a sound of cracking and cracking, the talents of all the doctors present will be condensed.

Every time there is a cracking sound, a sapling appears out of thin air on the ground of the county academy, and the sapling grows rapidly and grows into an apricot tree.

Every time there was a cracking sound, the light on the surface of the holy book "Treatise on Typhoid Fever" located in the Holy Courtyard flowed once.

Suddenly, an old voice sounded in the southwest corner of the venue: "Ping'er, being a father is old after all, and you must persevere until the end." We'll leave it to you......

Click......

The crisp cracking sound of the gall cracked sounded, and the old Jinshi's neck was crooked, bleeding from his seven orifices, and he fell into his son's arms, with a painful look on his face.

"Father......" The middle-aged man lifted someone to support his father, with tears in his eyes.

Fang Yun held "On the Plague" in his hand, like a doctor's pulse, neither happy nor sad, neither dry nor cold, and said calmly: "The sound of innovation, like the cry of dawn, sees the light, sees the void and the reality, and sees life and death." With the soul of a doctor, continue the life of the human race. May the Terran be in peace. ”

The painful look on the face of the old Jinshi of the doctor gradually dissipated, and turned into a peaceful sleep.

"Wish, Terran Chang'an. Many doctors responded gently.

A peaceful and peaceful force enveloped the entire Ning'an City, and fifty-eight apricot trees bloomed one after another, and the fragrance floated for ten miles.

Ao Huang sighed lightly and said softly: "It turns out that the voice of innovation is like this, I was deceived before. No wonder, no wonder Grandpa Long Sheng always said that the human race is stronger than the dragon race, and the power of the old era ended with the shattering of the literary courage, but it is also nourishing the new power. This is probably the yin and yang, the inside and the outside, the virtual and the real in the medical Tao. It is not the voice of decay, but the voice of inheritance, even if it is just to tell future generations that the path is wrong. ”

Ao Huang looked at Fang Yun, as if smiling, only to feel that the figure on the podium was extremely tall.

Fang Yun put away the original of "Treatise on Plague" and said: "At the end of "Treatise on Plague", there is a prescription written, which is not explained in detail one by one, and needs to be slowly confirmed. After that, we talked to everyone and learned from each other. (To be continued......)