Rong Xian spread out the book "The Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon", swept her eyes from the content, cleared her throat, and began to teach everyone.

After reading all the content that needs to be said, she doesn't ask others whether they remember it or not, and directly stuffs the content into everyone's brains simply and rudely, so that they can't forget it if they want to, and then explain it slowly.

"The use of needles and the like is to regulate the air. If the qi is not smooth, the disease will not heal itself. After she finished speaking, she looked at the tall and strong students below who inexplicably gave people a sense of simplicity, and turned around when the words came to her mouth, "Now I let you feel it for yourself." ”

As the words fell, she lifted her sleeves, and a slender silver needle was already lying flat in her right hand.

Under the frightened faces of everyone, her hand was raised slightly, and the silver needles turned into countless roots from all directions, piercing into these students who wanted to study diligently.

They:......

mmp, mmp, do you know? mmp!

The reality is that no matter how angry they scolded Rong Xian in their hearts, they couldn't move, and they were directly frozen in place by the silver needle.

Rong Xian lowered her eyes and glanced at the people who were fixed in place in various postures, and saw that their expressions were fixed on horror, she sighed slightly, and the melancholy in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows was natural: "Han Cheng is like this, how can I rest assured." ”

As far as they were in a fixed position, Rong Xian began to babble about the contents of the medical book, trying to keep them all in mind.

Three hours later, Rong Xian finally said that she was addicted.

She walked to the table next to her, and with a wave of her sleeve, a pot of hot tea appeared on the table with a cup.

After pouring a cup of tea and drinking it unhurriedly, she sighed comfortably: "It's really a happy thing to be a teacher." ”

After a pause, she glanced at the group of students, and added casually: "As long as the students are not stupid or stupid, they can make me feel the sense of responsibility of #Teacher#." ”

As soon as the words fell, two big monks broke into the door, with a sideways face and a stick in their hands, looking like they were here to find fault.

This familiar appearance is not the first time to come.

Without waiting for them to walk into the yard, Rong Xian flicked her fingertips, and the short-lived insect mother flew out.

However, in an instant, countless short-lived insects seemed to come from all directions, gnawing the two great monks clean, leaving only a pair of white bone shelves.

Rong Xian put her hands into her sleeves, and she was casually and slightly excited: "These great monks are interesting, but they still can't stop coming to death every time they come to die." ”

She didn't look at the students, as if she waved her hand impatiently, and those silver needles turned into silver light and returned to Rong Xian's wide sleeves as if they had their own consciousness.

She withdrew her hand, her long sleeves hanging down, and she couldn't see any flaws.

Students: No, what about #being a teacher#leading by example?

You're teaching us to fight violence with violence, and to strike first.

Everyone stood for six hours, their legs were weak and their backs were sore, and they all collapsed to the ground, their eyes slanted and confused.

"Quinoa, Doctor Quinoa. One of them stood up with the discomfort, he staggered to Rong Xian, and said with a fanatical face, "Thank you for your teaching." ”

Cangtian: Oh no, I've met fans.

The young man continued: "In fact, I have always felt that Dr. Quinoa is a very powerful person, not because of his strength, but because of his thoughts. ”

"Your thoughts are unrestrained, your actions are free, you laugh and scold at your fingertips, and no one can change you. The young man's voice was raised, "You are the savior of all living beings, and your existence is to guide us in the direction and free us from the shackles of misery. ”

He praised Rong Xian endlessly, and the excitement in those eyes was extremely hot.

In response to such a dog-licking compliment, Rong Xian asked lightly: "Hmm, how many people do you represent? I mean, how many 'we' do you have in your mouth?"

Youth: No matter how wrong ......'s brain is, he knows that few people agree with him.

But the man he regarded as a god would have understood him.

Rong Xian's calm and self-contained ...... Rejected him: "I will not mentor a person who has nothing, and having nothing means that you have no opportunity to prove to me your ability, let alone unique." ”

She raised her chin and said arrogantly: "The person who has my true inheritance must be unique." ”

The young man was fooled and lame, and he said with great interest: "Please rest assured, the next time I come to see you, I will definitely show you my proof with sincerity." ”

He knew what Dr. Quinoa wanted.

The young man bent down and bowed solemnly, and then left with all his hands.

Cangtian: "...... I seem to see a metamorphosis generated. ”

It was extremely vicissitudes: "Cub, you are stimulating him, and you are inducing him between words, what are you going to use him for?"

Rong Xian sighed and said, "You thought too badly, I just said a few words casually." ”

Cangtian: "Your casual words are extremely suggestive. Cub, you're naturally bad. ”

Rong Xian # is not ashamed but proud # and said with a faint smile in her tone: "Thank you for the compliment." ”

Now it's the turn of the sky to have nothing to say.

After the young man left, Rong Xian assigned a few people who had learned well to the surrounding medical halls, and by the way, arranged for two people who were completely untalented to go to the marriage shrine to guard.

After making sure that the medical hall and the marriage temple in this area were occupied, she quickly moved on to the next place to continue training medical students.

In the past four years, in addition to arranging karmic fires, she has taught students by the way.

Most of the medical centers in the West Pole Continent already have owners, and they can be regarded as some achievements.

On this day, Rong Xian was writing a prescription when she suddenly moved and looked up in the direction of the north.

The Eastern Jin Dynasty moved.

Four years ago, Rong Wu imprisoned the Empress of the Eastern Jin Dynasty and her party, who were one step away from the Great Xia Dynasty.

Four years later, they finally broke through their defenses and rushed out.

Sima Chengjun suffered such a big loss, and he definitely didn't give up.

She took someone to meet with Xia Zi, and what she talked about is unknown to outsiders, but after Sima Chengjun returned to the Eastern Jin Dynasty non-stop, she ordered martial law throughout the country.

The unusual atmosphere of the Eastern Jin Dynasty attracted the attention of Bai Muchen, the general stationed in the border.

After he reported the anomaly to the court, Rong Hao, who was still dealing with the twists and turns, received the news that the imperial sister had sent back through luck.

"Brother Huang, I trapped the Empress of the Eastern Jin Dynasty for four years, am I particularly capable. "Rong Wu invited merit," how did you say that sentence, #大恩不言谢#. ”

Rong Hao was stimulated by these five words, and all the previous questions became: "The great grace should be said by Lone." ”

Rong Wu urged: "Then you can say it quickly." ”

Rong Hao: If you don't pay attention, you've been tricked.

The princess gave Rong Guo a full of hatred points, and after the trouble, she didn't feel the slightest bit sorry, and even asked him for credit.

Rong Hao: Did I go too far with the freedom I gave you, so that you don't know who can provoke and who can't?

He ordered compulsorily: "Within half a month, Lone must see you in Qianjing." ”

The luck dissipated, and Rong Hao continued to deal with state affairs with a paralyzed face.

The aura of Bing Ling Ling Ling around him gradually approached the Sword Emperor in his previous life.

However, the sword emperor in the previous life was the arrogance and loneliness of the emperor above the clouds and in the sword, and Rong Hao in this life was tired after being dragged down by his brothers and sisters and the unreliable mother emperor.

The difference in nature.

It's pretty uncomfortable.