The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Jiang Yu sighed: "Unfortunately, we are all too late to understand. We have always held on to our ancestors' stuff and refused to absorb the essence of other medicines, and we have accepted all the rivers. Now ... it is ridiculous that we boast as the three sacred hands of Chinese medicine , But in fact, even a book of accumulated experience has not been left, let alone teach a disciple who can catch up with us and even surpass us. In this regard, we are not as good as Park Chang-ming. "

Song Yuhe stopped talking. Although he didn't want to admit it, he knew very well that although Park Changming was doing something jerk, he did more than Song Yuhe did for his country and his people. Compared to the two, Song Yuhe is indeed inferior to the other.

As the two talked about it, the atmosphere became extremely low. Without the classics left, no more apprentices can be taught to teach medicine. This is equivalent to their top Chinese medicine will be cut off!

Haven't experienced this before and they haven't thought about the importance of this matter. What happened now is that they understand how stupid they are, both to themselves, to the industry, and even to this nation and country!

However, it was useless to say anything. The two were silent for a while. Jiang Yudao said: "The other guy is also defeated. Now, we are regarded as a complete army annihilation ... Brother Song, if, if that step is really reached, I am ready to let go of everything Honor and cheek, don't cheek, take everything, and pass on the medicine. "

Hearing this, Song Yuhe was startled. What is most important to them? Fame, of course! This reputation is not only about themselves, but also about the fate of their family.

A doctor, if there is no guarantee of good faith, what medical treatment is there? This is simply throwing yourself into the abyss that is gone forever! However, this seems to be the only way to break the game. But the cost is also huge, saving the traditional Chinese medicine skills, but smashing the character of traditional Chinese medicine. The three sacred hands are so unfaithful, what about others?

Even they start a bad start, and bring bad values ​​to the whole Chinese medicine industry!

Thinking of this, Song Yuhe's forehead was full of cold sweat, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Park Changming's move was high. No matter what they do, Chinese medicine will pay a huge price. This price cannot be seen now, but the future impact will be too great. This loss, Chinese medicine can't afford it!

Song Yuhe talked about his concerns, Jiang Yu asked back: "It's all poison, we can only choose one that is relatively non-toxic to eat. One day is a day. What if someone can break the game afterwards?"

"In case, in the future?" Speaking of this, Song Yuhe suddenly thought of a mysterious monk on the mountain! Since returning, Song Yuhe's heart has not been calm. When he thought of Founder, he felt a kind of hairiness. But now if you think about it, Fang Zheng doesn't seem to do anything to hurt him except for some magic.

So, what if there is a way for this amazing monk?

Thinking of this, Song Yuhe immediately told what happened to him, which he had previously concealed. Now that the tray is out, Jiang Yu's eyes widened and he asked, "Are you ill? The mountain monk, do you believe it?"

"I don't want to believe it, but do we have any other way?" Song Yuhe asked bitterly.

Jiang Yu shook his head and said, "I've known the Founder you are talking about. He is indeed a legendary monk. But how old is he? It is not easy for him to be proficient in Dharma, and he is also proficient in bamboo carving. That is already abnormal. The evil in the middle is now! Now, you tell me that he still needs to teach medicine, maybe even a master of medicine hidden in the folks ... To be honest, it ’s not that I do n’t believe it. But, is this possible? If it is possible, it is simply not It ’s evil, it ’s a monster! ”

Song Yuhe was not Jiang Yu. After watching the live broadcast, Jiang Yu did not rush up the mountain, but ran to Heishan City to find a friend's situation. Therefore, Song Yuhe really didn't know what Jiang Yu said. Now listening to it, Song Yuhe is also a little embarrassed. A young monk less than 20 years old is proficient in three skills, and all of them have reached the top level. Is this possible? Even the wicked sins of ancient, modern, Chinese, and foreign countries ca n’t do it, right? This is indeed a monster.

But isn't the so-called monster untrustworthy?

Jiang Yu continued: "Compared to him, I would rather go talk to some other famous Chinese medicine practitioners. They should not be allowed to follow in our footsteps!"

Song Yuhe nodded slightly: "Yeah, we're wrong, we can't let others go along with it."

"What about you?" Jiang Yu asked.

Song Yuhe looked at the ceiling a bit confused. He wanted to find a place to hide and live a lifetime. But I don't know why. At that moment, he thought of the Founder on the mountain. Thinking of that ugly male beggar, thinking of the sudden appearance of Founder, how did he do it? Why did he tempt him like this? What is he doing for?

Thinking of this, Song Yuhe gritted his teeth: Since I can't do anything, I might as well gamble, in case, he can really do it? After 3 days, I listen to it myself!

So Song Yuhe said, "I want to stay and be quiet."

Jiang Yu nodded and stopped questioning.

The two chatted about something else.

That evening, Founder received a letter.

Fang Zheng was a little dumbfounded looking at the letter in his hand. He has grown so big that he has never received a letter! This thing is simply a legendary antique! Founder once believed that the belief had disappeared.

When I opened it, Founder froze. It was full of Park Changming's information, as well as the content of Park Changming's losing streak of the three Chinese sages of Chinese medicine. However, the content is not detailed. , And the impact of winning.

But what really stands out is the color of the word! Even the red ink, like a blood book, gives a strong visual impact at a glance!

Although I did not see the person who wrote these materials, Founder was able to feel the anger, self-blame, sorrow, and plea of ​​the writer's heart!

"Master, who gave it to you?" Red Baby came over and asked curiously.

Founder shook his head. He didn't know who mailed it. However, he was able to guess the identity of the other party, but he was not sure. But that doesn't matter.

Founder closed the letter and set it aside.

The red child asked curiously, "Master, Chinese medicine is all over, don't you care?"

Fang Zheng laughed: "Although Park Chang-ming is clever, after all, it is not the right path, but the magic path."

"Uh, how about that?" Asked Red Baby.

Founder: "The poor monk is a monk."

"Master, can you point directly? I'm dizzy around me." The red child smiled bitterly.

Fang Zheng slowly got up, opened the gate of the temple, shouldered his hands, looked at the mountains in the distance, slightly raised his head, and smiled calmly: "It is a monk's business to drop the demon.

Ps: Huh, changed and changed, and finally finished. Starting the day after tomorrow, the update time will be stable. Go home tomorrow.