Li Xuedong felt that he was not qualified to be the first lecturer in front of many gray-haired old Chinese medicine practitioners.

But he didn't know that his soul had already fused with the soul of the Medicine King, that is, he had hundreds of years of experience in practicing medicine.

Even the sum of these old Chinese medicine doctors in front of him may not be able to withstand a wisp of divine consciousness in his mind.

Li Xuedong still wanted to excuse himself, but Zhou Yiyun stepped forward to hold Li Xuedong's arm and said: "Senior brother, we have an ancient saying in China that those who have learned no succession are the head, and when it comes to practicing medicine, I am afraid that we may not be as good as our senior brother combined, so it is understandable for you to serve as the first lecturer." ”

Wei Tianchen and others agreed with Zhou Yiyun's words, and persuaded Li Xuedong not to shirk in unison.

Since so many people agree with his medical skills, Li Xuedong no longer shirks, but hugs his fists to everyone to thank him.

Li Xuedong discussed the art of traditional Chinese medicine with the elders in the pavilion.

The elders thought that what Zhou Yiyun said at first was just polite words, and thought that Li Xuedong's ability to cure the cold body and Donald's Gu worm was just a coincidence, but after some exchanges, they realized that the young man in his twenties in front of him was really knowledgeable in medicine, not only knew the medicinal properties of various herbs in detail, but also knew the techniques of practicing medicine and acupuncture.

Li Xuedong not only shared his medical knowledge with others, but also absorbed their TCM philosophy from other people's mouths.

The sea is inclusive of all rivers and rivers.

When Li Xuedong absorbed almost all the medical knowledge of the elders, he looked up and saw that the sun was already setting in the west, but everyone seemed to be unknown, and experienced the passage of time like a white horse.

"Happy, listen to Senior Brother Li's guidance, as clear and clear as an initiation, please accept my worship!"

Although Chu Tianzhao is good at fist and foot kung fu, their family is also quite skilled in massage techniques.

Listening to Li Xuedong's words today, Chu Tianzhao knew that there were so many deficiencies and misunderstandings in the massage technique taught by their Chu family, and even some mistakes could kill people.

Li Xuedong stretched out his hand to help Chu Tianzhao up and said with a smile: "You are polite, Chinese medicine in the world is a family, and helping each other can make Chinese medicine vibrant, and it will not become a written record in the history books." ”

When everyone heard Li Xuedong say this, their hearts were quite shaken.

At that time, the society was a society of interests, especially the various schools of Chinese medicine attached great importance to the true transmission of their own family and never passed it on.

For example, the thirteen needles of the Qin family in Jiangzhou are passed down from generation to generation, and people from other clans are even less qualified to know their acupuncture know-how, and the same is true for other schools of Chinese medicine.

As a disciple of the Medicine King Sect, Li Xuedong did the opposite, teaching them what he knew and learned without concealment, his broad-mindedness and long-term vision made everyone present feel directly from admiration to admiration for Li Xuedong.

Zhou Yiyun and Qi Wenbo felt quite inappropriate at first when they saw Li Xuedong tell the essence of his own medical skills, but after hearing Li Xuedong's words just now, they knew that Li Xuedong did not care about a school of medicine, but about the entire Chinese Chinese medicine, which made them ashamed of their selfishness just now, and at the same time admired him even more.

Li Xuedong saw that it was dark, and he got up to say goodbye to everyone and go back to the guest room.

When Wei Tianchen heard this, he hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded: "Senior Brother Li, I will arrange a table of wine banquet in the VIP room of the hotel, please come to the banquet with us." ”

After the pavilion lectured on medicine, Wei Tianchen's understanding of Li Xuedong deepened again, this young man could not be judged by common sense at all, his knowledge and depth of Chinese medicine far exceeded his imagination, I am afraid that even those ancient doctors Hua Tuo Bian Que were just like this.

Li Xuedong smiled and refused Wei Tianchen's invitation: "Wei Daoyou, I'm really sorry, I still have something to deal with in the evening, let's make an appointment another day." ”

Hearing Li Xuedong say that there was something at night, everyone was stunned at first, and then reacted, what he said was to punish Qin Hongbai and Qin Shou, but they didn't know how Li Xuedong was going to deal with the two of them.

Qin Hongbai is ambitious, if it weren't for Li Xuedong's appearance to stop him this time, I am afraid that the entire Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine Exchange Association would be damaged.

Knowing that Li Xuedong still had something to do at night, Wei Tianchen and the others did not dare to force it anymore, and said that if Li Xuedong needed it, he only needed to say hello, and the hotel would send the prepared dinner to his room.

Li Xuedong said goodbye to everyone and returned to the viewing room.

After lecturing in the pavilion during the day, Li Xuedong not only shared his medical knowledge with everyone, but also sought the traditional Chinese medicine concepts of other schools from other people's mouths.

These theories of traditional Chinese medicine are like a stream of silk flowing in Li Xuedong's body, gathering but not dispersing.

Li Xuedong sat cross-legged on the bed, carried the Tiangang Formula, entered the realm of the Eight Walls Ancient Medicine, and absorbed all the traditional Chinese medicine concepts of other schools in his body and turned them into use.

Li Xuedong spent more than an hour consuming these TCM concepts.

It wasn't until the last stage of the concept was integrated into his spiritual sea that Li Xuedong finally opened his eyes, but found that the true qi in his body was extraordinarily abundant, and he had never felt such a powerful power as now, and it felt like the sky was falling, and he was confident that he could withstand it.

The knock on the door sounded at this time, interrupting Li Xuedong's thoughts, the knock on the door was not very urgent, but seemed very cautious.

Li Xuedong said please come in, then got up and got out of bed, and went to the water dispenser to pour a glass of water.

The door was gently pushed open, and two haggard men walked in from the outside, and the person standing at the front was a white-haired old man, it was Qin Hongbai, but he didn't expect his face to be as white as rice paper, and his body was also thin, looking extremely haggard, and the whole person looked like he was more than ten years old all of a sudden, where was the arrogant image of confronting Li Xuedong before. Behind Qin Hongbai was Qin Shou, his face looked equally embarrassed, a layer of black qi covered his face, this was a layer of death, indicating that Qin Shou would die soon.

With a pop, Qin Hongbai's thin body knelt down in front of Li Xuedong, and begged in a hoarse voice: "Master Li, I know it's wrong, please for the sake of us all from Jiangzhou, help my grandson take out the silver needle in his body, I, Qin Hongbai, am willing to spend the rest of my life serving you, and I am willing to serve you for cattle and horses!"

Where did Qin Shou dare to be disrespectful to Li Xuedong, the current Li Xuedong was as tall as a god in his eyes, and he directly hit the floor with his forehead: "Master Li, I have eyes that don't know Mount Tai, I have eyes and no beads to offend the master, please let the master spare my life!"

(End of chapter)