The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

That kind of destruction is no worse than losing to Park Changming.

However, Jiang Yu still started the relationship, so that all the doctors participating in the competition will pass the medical skills out before participating in the war.

Many people noticed this reminder, but everyone didn't understand why Jiang Yu made such a suggestion. Encouraged by blood in a cavity, Jiang Yu's news was drowned. Only a few people did what Jiang Yu said.

Hearing these news, Park Chang-ming sitting in front of the coffee table showed a bloodthirsty smile.

Sitting at the opposite side of Park Chang-ming, Park Ming-yin wore a mask and whispered, "Teacher, it seems that Chinese medicine can be finished in advance. Your feat will be included in the annals of history! Without Chinese medicine, Korean medicine will rise!"

Park Chang-ming smiled, but there was a hint of worry deep in his smile. But soon, the worries disappeared, and the rest were all warfare, saying lightly: "These are just small fishes and shrimps, you just have to cope. If you can't cope, come to me."

"Yes, teacher." Park Ming-soo said respectfully, and when he retreated, he went out, and when he went out, there were dark clouds in his eyes, and he felt his veins, and his eyebrows were almost twisted into Sichuan characters.

On the same day, Park Ming-Yuan spoke to him: "If you want to challenge Park Chang-Ming, you must first pass him! If you ca n’t live, leave by yourself, and you wo n’t need to practice medicine anymore. If anyone can win him, he will give up everything and leave the medical profession. Go home and farm. "

As soon as this word came out, all the doctors who came to Heishan City were startled. Although they were ready for failure, when they heard that once they lost, they lost all their futures, and then all changed their faces.

What is Park Changming? That is the top medical master who won the three sacred hands of Chinese medicine! What is a Korean doctor? This thing doesn't exist at all! Korean doctors say that white is Chinese medicine! Park Changming put on Huaxia, that is the top master of traditional Chinese medicine! Such a person sits in the town, who dares to say win him? Even if you don't have to face Park Changming, it's just Park Ming-soo, that's a master's disciple! Although Park's international influence is not as good as Park Chang-ming, he is also a rising star. Few people can respond to it!

The arrival of Chinese medicine practitioners is more filled with indignation and impulse. I want to use action to say that Chinese medicine hasn't died, and they! But when the fighting escalated, everyone was hesitant. Everyone has a family, everyone has their own life, knowing that they must lose. That is not Brave that is stupid!

In particular, it has been pointed out that the three sacred hands are likely to be restricted by this article, so they no longer practice medicine. And their inheritance is likely to be cut off. At this time, confronting them is just a waste of the last details of TCM!

At the same time, everyone finally noticed Jiang Yu's words and left their own experience! This is to know that they will lose when they go up, let them retain their experience and experience, and leave a legacy to TCM!

Thinking of this, some people do not speak, but there are still a group of people who choose to fight, they are also one of the Chinese medicine practitioners, and ask themselves to have a fight with Park Changming! At the same time, these people recorded their own medical skills. If they lose, these things can ensure that their medical skills will not be lost! Minimize post-war losses.

Along with the confluence of the two sides, a Chinese medicine competition is about to begin. The game is set for the next day!

There was nothing to say overnight, and the next day, it was not yet bright. The northern city with little nightlife in Heishan City recovered in advance, and a large number of people flocked to the city center stadium to watch the largest medical competition in history!

A total of 27 Chinese medicine practitioners registered for the competition this time, all of whom are masters of Chinese medicine. The way of competition is one-on-one duel, Park Ming-hyun confronts all masters.

The rules are also very simple. A Chinese audience, a Korean audience, and a foreign audience were randomly selected at the scene, and each of them used a method to diagnose whether the other party had a disease. The diagnostic methods, treatment methods, and curative effects each had additional points. In the end, scores were given by some neutral international medical masters at the scene. If the scores are the same, continue to compare until the score is reached.

After hearing this rule, many audiences were uproar. Although there are many audiences here, there are not many sick people. If you are not healthy, who will run around?

However, no one at the TCM presence refused the rule. Because in the eyes of Chinese medicine, sub-health is also a kind of disease, and sub-health is almost universal, but it is very difficult to find. On the contrary, they test their own medical skills even more.

At the same time, with a finger on the mountain, Founder also packed up, and after the morning bell and twilight ended, he led his disciples down the mountain.

"Master, I heard that Heishan City is holding a Chinese medicine confrontation game. Hey, those Koreans and Huaxia Chinese medicine competition. Otherwise, let ’s not talk about it, let ’s watch the excitement? At my speed, coming and going is just a while. It ’s a good thing. "Red baby plays mobile phones every day, and the news is well-informed. At the same time, I was attracted by the battle of the smoke-free battlefield on the Internet. I was so excited that I wanted to play.

Founder naturally knew about the events in Heishan City, but Founder shook his head slightly, as the old man said to his juniors: "Not in a hurry, let them go. This time the competition is a good thing for Chinese medicine practitioners in China. . "

"Good thing, Master, Huaxia TCM's place is almost smashed. By that time, all of them have been sealed, and TCM is really over." Cried the red child.

Founder smiled: "Relax, TCM can't finish it."

"Well, Master, where do you feel confident? Those guys are really finished, you have no place to cry." Red child said,

Founder raised his head, exuding an invisible pride throughout his body, this temperament rarely appeared in Founder's body. For a long time, the founder's feelings were modest. Even if there is a magical power, he will not bully people with his magical power. But this time is different. The red baby can feel that this bald guy seems to be bullying and pretending!

Sure enough, after the founder's momentum reached its peak, he was domineering and said: "As a teacher, Chinese medicine will not die!"

That discourse was extremely loud and confident! The image of Fang Zhenghong in the eyes of red children, squirrels, lone wolves and others seemed to be growing at this moment!

Almost at the same time, a loud cry came out: "666!"

The crowd froze and turned to look around, and saw that the salted fish jumped out of Tianlongchi and shouted 6666 ...

At that moment, everyone's head was cold sweat. The perfect pretend picture originally made by the founder was suddenly caught by this salty fish who would call 666. The picture collapsed, and the style of painting was off ...

Pretending to fail, the founder sighed, slap the salted fish back to Tianlongchi, and then took the disciples down the mountain.

"Master, how many people will you listen to this time?" Squirrel jumped over Fang Zheng's shoulder and asked happily.