Galloping in the fantasy world

After many inquiries, Nangong Aotian came to the residence of the "famous murderer" Ping Yizhi.

This is a tile-roofed house next to a mountain stream, with more than a dozen large willow trees planted next to it.

Nangong Aotian knocked on the door and asked: "Hello, is Mr. Ping Yizhi at home?"

In fact, Nangong Aotian knew that someone was there. Judging from the performance of this person's internal energy, he was a man. This was Ping Yizhi's home, so it was probably him.

Sure enough, a short fat man opened the door with an impatient look, glanced at Nangong Aotian and said, "What, is anyone in your family sick?"

Obviously from the look on Nangong Aotian's face, he could tell at a glance that this man was in good health, so he asked this question.

Nangong Aotian chuckled and said, "That's not true. I want to ask Mr. Ping for some medical advice, so I came here."

Ping pointed his finger and curled his lips and said: "If you're not sick, just leave! Don't bother me!"

Nangong Aotian was also prepared for this. After all, whether it was the records in the original book or the rumors he had heard in the past few days, it was said that Ping Yi Zhi had a very weird temper, which was evident from his nickname "The Famous Murderous Doctor".

Nangong Aotian said: "I have a medical book in my hand. Can I exchange medical skills with Mr. Ping?"

Ping Yiyi shook his head and said a little impatiently: "I haven't read any medical books, so I still want you to come and offer me a treasure."

Nangong Aotian said confidently: "That's not necessarily the case." He took out a book from his arms and wrote "Compendium of Materia Medica" in four big words, with three small words "Volume 1" underneath.

Ping took it with a suspicious finger and said: "Compendium of Materia Medica? I've never heard of this... Huh, don't be some Xibei stuff..."

Although he said he was doubtful, he still took a serious look at it. Seeing Ping Yi Zhi looking at him in fascination, Nangong Aotian was not disturbed.

After all, "Compendium of Materia Medica" was written in 1578, and it took Li Shizhen nearly 30 years to complete it. In other words, when Li Shizhen started writing this book, it was in 1548 at the earliest. This was the 17th year of Hongzhi in the Ming Dynasty, which was AD

In 1504, Li Shizhen was not yet born.

In addition, this is the world of martial arts, which has no impact on the real historical world. But because of this, Nangong Aotian ignored one point, the medical skills in the world of martial arts are much more advanced...

Sure enough, after reading it, Ping Yizhi said: "This book organizes various medicines very well, but that's all."

Nangong Aotian said: "This is only the first volume. It mainly introduces and quotes various theories of traditional Chinese medicine and a few prescriptions. The book has a total of fifty-two volumes, containing one thousand eight hundred and ninety-two kinds of medicines, and a medicine map is attached.

There are more than a thousand pieces of it, analyzing the nature and taste of medicines, indications, rules of use, origin, form, collection, processing, prescription compatibility, etc., and containing more than 10,000 accompanying prescriptions. I do not believe that there is any medical book in the world that can be so comprehensive.

Detailed.”

When Ping Yizhi heard this, he nodded and said: "If it is true, he can be regarded as the best in the world. However, this is only for ordinary quack doctors, and it is not of much use to me."

Nangong Aotian thought about it carefully and realized that what Ping Yizhi focused on in the book was his superb surgical skills, but it did not mean that he was not good at internal medicine or pharmacology.

Ping Yi pointed out his accomplishments in medicine, such as the life-sustaining eight pills given to the old man's daughter, Lao Bu Die, and the 'psycho-calming pills' given to Linghu Chong before his death. Linghu Chong was told to take one pill every ten days, but

Extension of life for a hundred days. This shows that Ping Yizhi has amazing skills in drug research and preparation.

In the blink of an eye, Nangong Aotian understood, but it was only for a moment. He had a plan in his mind and said calmly: "Since Mr. Ping said so, I don't doubt that he is there. I just saw a person the next day.

I guess no one can cure the symptoms today except me. If sir can cure it, I’ll let you do whatever you want. Otherwise, I hope you can impart all your medical skills to me.”

Ping Yi pointed his finger and said disdainfully: "You don't need to provoke me. If you are the only one who can cure me, why do you still need to learn medical skills from me?"

Nangong Aotian smiled and said: "Mr. Ping, don't you hear that there are specialties in medicine. Medical skills are all-encompassing. In a certain aspect, I may be called the best in the world."

Without waiting for Ping to speak, Nangong Aotian immediately described Linghu Chong's symptoms of being possessed by seven and eight kinds of alien energy.

Sure enough, when Ping Yiyi heard this, he frowned and murmured to himself: "I have never encountered this kind of situation in my life... This bet is worth it...

There are eight alien qi in the body, which cannot be driven out, transformed, surrendered, or suppressed...

The cause of this disease is related to Qi. It is not expected that acupuncture and medicine can be effective. Since I have been practicing medicine, I have never encountered such symptoms...

But I haven’t really seen it, so I can’t draw any conclusions yet…”

However, Nangong Aotian looked at Ping Yizhi's expression, and I'm afraid that deep down in his heart, he probably thought that there was nothing he could do.

Nangong Aotian said: "If Mr. Ping wants to see it, he may not have a chance. This person is Linghu Chong, the great disciple of the Huashan Sect. He may pass by in the near future. Mr. Ping can go and have a look. I will stay in the city for a few days recently.

We’ll see what happens then.”

After saying that, he turned around and left, while Hiraichi stayed where he was and thought slowly.

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A few days later, Ping Yizhi healed Immortal Tao Shi, one of the six Immortals of Peach Valley, and a group of seven people came to the boat where everyone from the Huashan Sect was riding.

Ping Yizhi came here this time not only because of his bet with Nangong Aotian, but not long after Nangong Aotian left, he received news from the Holy Aunt that people from three mountains and five mountains were busy treating Linghu Chong.

Flatter Ren Yingying.

This time, Ping Yizhi was more prepared than in the original work. However, in Nangong Aotian's view, it was still of no use.

I heard Ping Yiyi say with a finger: "Master Linghu, there are seven kinds of true energy in your body, which are in conflict with each other. You can neither vent nor surrender. This is not an injury caused by poisoning, nor is it wind, cold, dampness and heat, so it cannot be cured by acupuncture, medicine and stone."

Linghu Chong said: "Yes."

Ping Yi pointed out: "Ever since I heard someone talk about Young Master Linghu's symptoms that day, I have already thought of a way. In order to take a risk, I want to invite seven people with profound internal skills to do it at the same time to remove this disease from Young Master's body.

Seven different qi were eliminated in one fell swoop. It was just that for a while, it was difficult to find all seven masters."

When Linghu Chong heard this, his joy only fleeted.

Then I heard Ping Yizhi say: "Medical medicine and pharmacology are so subtle and profound that most people can't understand them. But there is one thing that cannot be deviated from. People who have the desire to live in their hearts are naturally easier to treat than those who only want to die.

Not to mention Mr. Linghu, who has such a dangerous disease."

Hearing him talk about this matter, Linghu Chong couldn't help but feel sad, thinking: "Master suspected that I swallowed Xiao Linzi's "Evil Sword Manual" before.

But even my junior sister is suspicious of me, and for the sake of Xiao Linzi, she has ruined me to the point of being worthless. Then what is the meaning of my life in this world?"

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