On the border of Nanbu Continent, the old man went to the outside of the pharmacy.

Outside the pharmacy, there were countless people shouting, crowding one after another, filling the streets.

"Go, go! The Book of Hundred Herbs is not sold to you idlers!"

A few guys in the store stood at the door, driving everyone away viciously.

A thin old man shouted angrily: "I'm a doctor, why don't you sell it to me?"

The guys looked at him: "You heal the robbers, how can I sell them to you?"

The old man walked over and took off his broken straw hat, revealing his gray hair.

"Mr. Lee. ”

The guys knew the old man, and hurriedly got out of the way and said, "Sir, please come in." ”

The old man nodded.

His name is Li Huan, and he is not a big person, but his family has practiced medicine for generations and has some prestige.

This time when he entered the city, Li Huan wanted to buy a copy of "The Book of Hundred Herbs".

The four continents are rampant with demons, the transportation is inconvenient, most of the doctors are passed down from generation to generation, and there is not much communication between them, no matter how outstanding the doctors are, there will be some shortcomings.

"The Book of Herbs" makes up for their shortcomings.

Li Yan entered the pharmacy and met the boss, who warmly received him and handed over the "Hundred Herbs Sutra".

Li Huan opened the "Book of Herbs" and took a few looks, which introduced in detail the production, form, and harvesting methods of medicinal herbs, and the details of the types and the clarity of the classification, which made him breathtaking.

But this is not the focus of the "Hundred Herbs Sutra", in this pharmaceutical classic, the collection of family theories, the analysis and correction of some drugs of doubt, expound their medicinal theories, and hint at the key points of medication - Li Huan has practiced medicine all his life, encountered many difficulties in the use of medicine, and has explained in this "Hundred Herbs".

"This book can help the world. ”

Li Huan touched the "Hundred Herbs Sutra", and seemed to feel the hard work of countless people on it.

In his early years, he heard that for this book, doctors from the four continents collected ancestral information and entrusted people to pass it on to Huaguo Mountain, some medical books disappeared on the road, and some people died on the road, but in the end, this "Hundred Herbs Sutra" was born.

This is a book of medicine condensed by blood and tears, and the Monkey King's erudition is far beyond imagination, and he has lived up to the sacrificed humans.

"How much does it cost?"

Li asked the owner of the pharmacy.

The boss waved his hand again and again: "No money, no money." ”

He was full of joy and said: "The county order entrusted the "Hundred Herbs Sutra" to me, and he said that this is a treasure for curing diseases and saving people, and it must be handed over to you doctors, and it must not be sold privately. ”

Li Yan was surprised: "But I heard that there are not many books." ”

"It is because there are not many that I will give it to you. The boss bowed in the direction of Chang'an and said: "Today's sage is sage, saying that this "Hundred Herbs Sutra" will come to you a day earlier, and you can save a few more people." ”

Li Huan was suddenly in awe.

He thanked his boss again and again, stuffed the "Hundred Herbs Sutra" in his chest, and left through the back door of the pharmacy.

Li lived in a village ten miles away, but halfway through his journey, a group of robbers stopped him.

"Old fellow!"

The robbers said angrily: "We know that you have the Hundred Herbs Sutra on you, hand it over quickly!"

Li Yan looked at the swords in their hands and took a step back.

"Hugh is rude. ”

At this time, a thin old man walked over and arched his hand to Li Huan and said, "Sir, I want to borrow the "Hundred Herbs Classic" to read for two months, and there is no malice. ”

Li Hao remembered that this old man was the doctor who was driven away by the pharmacy.

"No, you can't. ”

Li Huan shook his head: "If you want to use the "Hundred Herbs Sutra" to cure the robbers, I will never agree." ”

The robbers were furious and were about to make a move, but they were stopped by the old man.

"Sir, healers have a benevolent heart, and these robbers are not the most vicious people. ”

He said to Li Huan.

It turned out that the robbers were all refugees from neighboring counties, from poor families.

Since the establishment of the Han Dynasty, "Heavenly Creation" has changed the southern Ganbu Continent and increased grain production, but some landlords have not given the poor people a way to live, and it has become more and more difficult.

Naturally, Li Huan had heard of these things.

However, the county magistrate was kind and loving to the people, and he didn't expect to see it with his own eyes.

"Please sir, promise me. ”

The old man bent down to Li Huan.

When the other robbers saw this scene, they also lowered their swords and bent down to plead with Li Huan.

The child in the family has recently become seriously ill and is in urgent need of medical attention.

Li Yan felt the heaviness of the books in his arms.

He took out the "Hundred Herbs Sutra", looked at it a few times, and sighed: "Okay, I'll lend it to you." ”

He handed the "Book of Herbs" to the old man.

The old man carefully put it away, and Li Huan said again: "Your misfortune has nothing to do with "Heavenly Creation", I hope you don't hate the virtuous monkey because of this." ”

"Of course. The old man immediately nodded: "We know the reason, the county order here is very good, we have found a good land, and we are about to use the "Heavenly Creation" to build a waterwheel, reclaim the fertile land, and settle down again." ”

Li Huan smiled: "That's fine." ”

The robbers thanked him and, after thanking him repeatedly, turned and left.

Looking at their backs, Li Huan sighed: It's a pity that this trip was in vain.

He cleaned up his mood, two months was too long, but since the Holy Lord had the heart to promote, he might be able to get it in advance.

When Li Huan returned to the village, he happened to see many people walking out of the village with knives and guns.

"Sir. ”

When the villagers saw him, they were overjoyed: "We heard that a robber has appeared on the road and is about to pick you up!"

"I met them. ”

Li Huan waved his hand and said, "They borrowed my "Hundred Herbs Sutra". ”

The villagers were stunned for a moment, looked at each other a few times, and then smiled: "Sir, don't worry. ”

They shouted backwards a few times, and then passed a book to Li Huan.

Li Yan took a look and couldn't help but be surprised.

"How can you have the Hundred Herbs Sutra?"

The villagers laughed.

"This is a book written by a virtuous monkey, a book to save the world and help the people. ”

"We know that this book is important to Mr. ”

"When we entered the city in the morning, we exchanged some rice grain for it from the bookseller. ”

The villagers did not say how much rice grain was used, but in such a remote area, it must be expensive to exchange for the "Hundred Grass Sutra".

Li Huan was moved: "How can this old man accept it." ”

"Why can't you take it?"

The villagers said to him, "Sir is the only doctor in our village, so it makes sense that we should all give you this book." ”

Li Huan clenched the "Hundred Herbs Sutra" with both hands, and his heart felt warm.

When he returned home, he first put away the "Hundred Herbs Sutra", then turned around to burn incense, and prayed with thanksgiving.

"Huh?"

In Huaguo Mountain, Sun Wukong opened his eyes from meditation with a shocked face.

"Daisen. He asked the Zhenyuan Daisen beside him, "Why can I hear some humans talking?"

Zhenyuan Daxian looked at him and found the golden light behind him.

"Brother Xian, you have become an immortal. ”