In the past few days, Bian Suwen has been busy with the affairs of the academy, and he has no time to visit Li Changsheng, so he seems a little bored outside of cultivation. When he was bored, he went to the library of the academy and selected some books to read, but most of these books recorded medical and poison techniques, and Li Changsheng was not very interested in them.

From some documents of the academy, it is known that the origin of medical art is even earlier than the pre-Qin period, dating back to the primeval era. It was created by the sage Shennong and the emperor of the flood wilderness, who respectively wrote "Shennong's Materia Medica" and "Yellow Emperor's Neijing", and "Suwen" and "Lingshu" originated from these two works.

These two works are ancient secret books, the authenticity of which has been lost for a long time, and those that have been handed down to later generations are fakes and have no value. It is rumored that Bian Que, the first generation of saints of the Medical College, accidentally observed the fragments of these two books, so he learned peerless medical skills. Later, after traveling around the world, after countless experiences and practices, he finally became a master and founded the School of Medicine.

"Senior Brother Li, are you still cultivating?" Li Changsheng was sitting in front of the window, looking at a scroll of ancient medical books, when he heard Mo'er's voice outside. "Nope. Li Changsheng replied. Although in the Book Sword Continent, cultivating to improve one's strength is the theme of everyone, it is impossible to cultivate all the time.

The door creaked open, and two girls walked in. Walking in front was Mo'er, and behind her was a little maid who was almost dressed like her, with smart eyes and a strange look. Both of them are fifteen or sixteen years old, and they are both maids, no wonder they have a good relationship.

"Senior Brother Li, her name is Cui'er, and she is the maid of the Tiying world. Mo'er introduced Li Changsheng. "Cui'er has seen Senior Brother Li. Cui'er was still a little cringe at first, hiding half of her body behind Mo'er, and looked at him curiously. After hearing Mo'er introduce her, she came out to greet him.

"Did you come to me for something?"

"That's right, Cui'er, she heard that you told us the story of Xia Yufang, the daughter of the second generation of saints, and the Demon Emperor, so she begged me to bring her to hear your story. Mo'er said with a smile. "Don't you want to hear it yourself?" Hearing Mo'er push everything on her head, Cui'er said angrily.

"You came to me specifically to hear the story?" Li Changsheng was surprised in his heart. But when I think about it, I understand. The two of them basically didn't have much cultivation, so they didn't have to spend too much time cultivating. And Bian Suwen and Chun Yu Tiying were busy with the affairs of the academy and didn't need them to follow.

When they're fine, they get bored. In the Han Empire, which focuses on cultivation, there are too few things to use for entertainment.

"Hmm. Senior Brother Li is known as a scholar of the Han Dynasty, a scholar of heaven and man, and must have countless stories in his heart. Cui'er nodded and said boldly. "I didn't expect you to compliment people, you're quite good at talking. Li Changsheng said with a smile. "Thank you Senior Brother Li for the compliment, Cui'er didn't dare to take it. Cui'er bent down and made a blessing to Li Changsheng, and said, there was no longer the shyness in her demeanor just now.

"I'll just say it, Senior Brother Li is approachable and doesn't have any arrogance at all. Mo'er said. At the beginning, Cui'er was worried that Li Changsheng was a great Han scholar, and he would be very arrogant if he was the eighth prince.

"Okay, I'll tell you the story of Bian Que, the first generation of saints in the academy. Li Changsheng said.

"Great!" The two maids were very surprised, and moved two small stools to sit next to Li Changsheng, looking very focused. They are all from the medical academy, and they prefer to listen to the stories of the saints of their own college.

"The first generation of sage Bian Que, whose surname is Qin, is called Qin Yueren. And Bian Que is just a mythical bird who knows medical skills in ancient legends, and later generations called him Bian Que, just to praise his medical skills. Li Changsheng said.

"I see, I thought he was really surnamed Bian. Cui'er said. "You are really naïve, our young lady's name is Bian Su, in fact, she is not surnamed Bian. Mo'er interjected on the side. They are all little maids, and most of them are not very literate due to their low status, so they do not know much about the history of the college. And Mo'er recognized some words, all of which were taught to her by Bian Su. Whether the maids are literate or not, it depends on whether the lady treats them well or not.

"And what's the dean's last name?" asked Cui'er. "I don't know, not only don't I know, I'm afraid Miss herself doesn't know. Mo'er said.

"And what happened later?" Mo'er changed the topic and asked Li Changsheng.

"When he was very young, his status was also very low, just a doorman of a certain nobleman, responsible for cleaning the inn. The inn is where the doormen live, and in their time, many nobles liked to raise some doormen, and among these doormen, there were many hidden masters. Therefore, he had the opportunity to get acquainted with a man named Changsangjun. Changsang gentleman is not outstanding among the guests, but Bian Que respects him very much, and later became a New Year's friend with him. Later, Chang Sangjun was going to perform a dangerous mission, knowing that there was no return, Chang Sangjun handed Bian Que a piece of wood, saying that after he died, let Bian Que go to the East China Sea to find the secret of the wood chip and help him fulfill his wish. ”

"What is this wood chip, is it a treasure?" Seeing Li Changsheng pausing here, Cui'er hurriedly asked. "Could it be that this wood chip is the "Shennong's Materia Medica"?" Mo'er also asked curiously.

A few days later, Bian Que cried when he learned that Chang Sangjun had died during the mission. After bidding farewell to his spirit, the young Bian Que embarked on a journey to the East China Sea. At this time, he was only about twelve or thirteen years old, and he had traveled thousands of miles from Handan to Donghai County, so he suffered a lot along the way, and almost begged all the way. Preaching here, Li Changsheng suddenly remembered that his experience was a bit like Tang Seng learning scriptures, and he was all about fate along the way.

"It turns out that our first generation of saints, the road to seeking the Tao is so difficult. Mo'er sighed. "Yes, eleven or twelve years old is still a child, and there is no one to take care of him thousands of miles away, which is really pitiful. Cui'er also said. Both of them were fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls, and when they heard such a thing, they inevitably overflowed with sympathy.

However, Li Changsheng has a different opinion, Bian Que can travel thousands of miles at the age of eleven or twelve to complete the entrustment of his friends, which can be described as valuing love and righteousness.

"And then, did he find the secret of the wood chips?" After expressing sympathy, the two maids eagerly wanted to know what was going on.

"Bian Que asked everyone in Donghai County, and almost no one knew what this piece of wood was. Later, he went to the sea, asked the fishermen, and finally one of the fishermen knew something. ”

(To be continued.) )