Tao Mengyuan waved his hand, closed his eyes, and in an instant, the decades of learning art in his childhood, his youthful ambition and fame, and the admiration of all people passed quickly in his mind.

He slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were devoid of energy, and the wrinkles on his face were a little deeper, and he asked, "Your Excellency said that if you win the old man, you will tell the reason why you hate the old man." ”

Cong Yixian was overjoyed, replaced by melancholy and emotion, sighed, and said, "The cause of this incident has to start from twenty-three years ago. ”

The Spirit Race is a major race in the Far North, but they live in the deep mountains and old forests, and have little contact with other races in the Far North.

Twenty-three years ago, Cong Yixian rescued a dying old man in the snow forest, and he took the old man back to the Spirit Clan's territory for treatment, and the old man finally picked up a life. It turned out that he was a Fang Langzhong, from the Central Plains to the Far North cold wilderness to collect medicine, but he got lost in the snow forest, and was attacked by fierce beasts, if there was no Cong Yixian's rescue, he would have died of cold and starvation, in order to repay Cong Yixian's life-saving grace, he would pass on some medical skills.

When Cong Yixian was a beginner, he showed a very high talent, which amazed the old man. The old man originally set a one-year period for himself, no matter how much Cong Yixian learned, he returned to the Central Plains when the deadline was reached, but when he saw that Cong Yixian was a piece of pure jade, he moved his heart to carve carefully, and stayed in the Spirit Clan for five years.

In the past five years, Cong Yixian has not only learned all his medical skills, but even outshine, and he is still victorious. Five years later, the old man returned to heaven, Cong Yixian was obsessed with medicine and could not extricate himself, heard the old man say that the Central Plains famous holy hands are too many to count, so he left the extreme north and rushed to the Central Plains, in order to learn from famous doctors and become famous with medical skills.

He learned the method of transfiguration, set foot in the land of Jizhou, and then transformed into a human form, came to the most famous Yuanhua Medical Hall in Jizhou, and explained the meaning of the future, the waiter went in to report, and after a while, he took him to the owner's room.

The owner of the hall invited him to sit down, and seeing that he was good-looking and energetic, he nodded secretly, and asked about the name and origin, Cong Yixian reported the name of "Cong Doctor", and told the origin of the fabrication, and the owner of the hall asked: "What kind of graduate is Your Excellency?"

Cong Yixian was stunned and said, "What is the first grade?"

The owner of the pavilion said, "What I am asking about is the rank given by the dean when Your Excellency finishes his studies at the Imperial Medical College. ”

Cong Yixian said: "I haven't been in the Imperial Medical College." ”

The owner of the hall said "oh", frowned, and said: "Nonsense, what nonsense, you are not from medical school, what are you doing here, isn't this delaying my efforts? ”

Cong Yixian said: "Although the medical skills in the lower part of the school are not learned, they think that they will not be bad, and the hall master can take a test." ”

The pavilion owner waved his hand and said, "What's the use of the barefoot doctor's wild way." The waiter drove Cong Yixian out.

Cong Yixian couldn't help but get angry, raised his foot and kicked a small pebble out of the distance, thinking: "What's so great about the Imperial Medical College, I don't believe it, with my medical skills, can't I meet someone who knows the goods?"

Thinking like this, he traveled all over Jizhou, all the medical halls were the same as the Yuanhua Medical Center, and as soon as he came up, he inquired about his level of graduation at the Imperial Medical College, and learned that he was not from a medical school, so he immediately sent guests away, and there was no room for negotiation.

Cong Yixian finally knew the huge influence of medical schools in the entire empire, and if he built a grass house to practice medicine in a rural mountain village, it was not his original wish, so out of helplessness, he had to enter a medical school in northern Anhui for further study.

When he set out from the extreme north, he brought a lot of demonic beast inner pills and spirit stone elixirs, sold things, and obtained a large sum of money, which was more than enough to support the expenses of the medical school for three years.

After arranging the accommodation arranged by the college, I went to meet the professor. In addition to the dean and the clerry, the medical school has ten professors and five physicians. Each teacher had 30 students under his tutelage, and in the third year, five physicians selected 10 outstanding students from each of the 300 and brought them to the academy for intensive training.

At the time of the completion test, the minimum grade of the students of Gewuin is also the fifth class (the first class is the highest, and the ninth class is the lowest).

Cong Yixian met Mr., an old pedant in his fifties with a goatee, and greeted the other classmates. These people are all about 20 years old, mixed men and women, some are dressed in brocade and crowns, and some are dressed in ordinary clothes, from different classes.

After the meeting, Cong Yixian wandered around the academy, the smooth mirror-like lake, carved stone bridges, rows of houses, and the green mountains and trees outside the red courtyard wall were very different from the icebergs and snow forests in the far north.

As he was strolling around, he suddenly heard a girl's voice shouting, "Hey, classmate, do me a favor." ”

Cong Yixian turned his head to look, and there was a girl standing behind him. I saw that she had a goose egg face, a few pockmarks on her cheeks, which belonged to a medium color, and her lips were slightly upturned, showing that there was a trace of unwillingness to admit defeat in her character. She pointed to the big bag beside her and asked, "Is it okay to help me move to my accommodation?"

Cong Yixian said: "You're welcome. ”

The girl smiled: "They are all classmates of the same academy, maybe you will be able to use me in the future." ”

Cong Yixian smiled and helped her carry a big burden. The two chatted while walking, and Cong Yixian learned that the girl's name was Gan Yingying, and her family practiced medicine. She brought the box to the door of the girl's house, and the girl said goodbye and went into the house.

The next day, the lecturer first taught the "Difficult Sutra", and after explaining the first four difficulties of the discourse, he asked everyone to recite it.

Cong Yixian looked at Xiaokai who was full of paper, and secretly complained in his heart: that Fang Langzhong took him out, presented various herbs in front of him, and told him the characteristics of the herbs. He had never experienced such a silent recitation of memories, coupled with the difference in the qualifications of the spirit race and the human race, after a stick of incense, all he remembered was a few words, not rules.

Mr. checked one by one, and when he found Cong Yixian, he saw him stumbling and hesitating, and couldn't help but be furious, and slapped the table and said, "Idiot, what are you doing to eat! I can't remember this thing, your brain is a pig's brain?"

The rest of the students burst into laughter. Although Cong Yixian was angry, he didn't dare to refute, because when they met yesterday, he had warned the students that Mr. had the right to expel the students from the academy and put their names in the disciplinary book, and that the medical schools in the empire would not accept this person in the future.