C973 (1/2)
In the secret room, Wang Chuan and others are sitting in a critical position, and dare not say a word.
Ahead, ye CHENFENG is reading an ancient book.
It is the ”Pharmacopoeia” handed down by Fangyao, the founder of yaowangzong. It is the foundation and treasure of yaowangzong.
Ye CHENFENG casually looked through it, then threw the ”Pharmacopoeia” on the table: ”nonsense!”
“……” Wang Chuan and others immediately sweat.
The ”Pharmacopoeia” handed down by Fang Yao, the founder of the school of medicine king zongchuang, said that it was nonsense
If it is someone else, Wang Chuan and others may have started to abuse.
But
Ye CHENFENG sighed and said, ”it's no wonder that the king of medicine is getting worse and worse. Fang Yao's talent of refining medicine is really bad, and your talent of refining medicine is worse than her.”
“……” Wang Chuan almost cried.
In addition to master Guimu, who dares to say that the originator of the school of creation?
He even said that the first ancestor of the creative school of the king of medicine had poor talent in refining medicine. He also said that the Pharmacopoeia was nonsense. If master Fang Yao was here, he would be angry and cry!
”Martial uncle, he...”
Wang Chuan's eyes turned, and his heart was shocked: ”I'm afraid that the real identity of martial uncle is still above Fangyao's ancestor!”
”Otherwise, he can't belittle Fang Yao Shizu and treat the Pharmacopoeia as rubbish!”
”But if his generation is still higher than that of master Fang Yao, isn't he at least the same generation as master Guimu?”
”The only disciple of master Ming Mu is master Ming Mu?”
”Is it true that the master of medicine five hundred years ago, when he was traveling in the five wastelands, had other disciples, but he didn't publish them to the public?”
”Yes! It must be
Wang Chuan was ecstatic: ”when I first met my martial uncle in the desolate valley, he didn't pay attention to master Guimu in his words.”
”He always calls Guimu by his name, and has no respect for Guimu...”
”It seems that martial uncle is really the disciple of Shizu, the medicine king of that year!”
At this time, ye CHENFENG sighed and said, ”you want me to explain the essence of various secret methods of Yaowang Yimai based on this Pharmacopoeia, which is impossible.”
”What is recorded in the pharmacopoeia is really the technique and secret skill of Yaowang Yimai.”
”Unfortunately...”
Wang Chuan and others put up their ears while wiping sweat.
Ye CHENFENG continued: ”Guimu has learned 20% of the secrets of Yaowang Yimai at most, but Fangyao has learned less than one from Guimu.”
”After being handed down for generations, these medicine refining arrays, techniques, seal formulas and formulas have changed beyond recognition.”
”Only 20% of what master Guimu learned from the master of medicine Wang Chuan and others stare big eyes, eyes are incredible.
However, it is true that if master Guimu really inherited the mantle of the founder of the king of medicine, how could it take 500 years to become the king of medicine?
You know, when ye CHENFENG was less than 30 years old, he became the world-famous medicine king!
”Just...”
Ye CHENFENG a little helpless said: ”I will take this' Pharmacopoeia 'as the basic, write a new' Pharmacopoeia 'for you.”
”This...” Wang Chuan and others were both surprised and happy.
Ever since I saw ye CHENFENG's methods, a group of old people in yaowangzong believed in every word ye CHENFENG said.
If he can write a pharmacopoeia, it will definitely bring great changes to yaowangzong!
He didn't even pay attention to master Guimu.
How amazing should this Pharmacopoeia be?!
”All right.”
Ye CHENFENG waved his hand and said, ”go out first. I'll write a pharmacopoeia for you here.”
”I'll call you in when I finish this Pharmacopoeia.”
When Wang Chuan got out of the secret room, ye CHENFENG's palm brushed lightly on the table.
In the twinkling light, a stack of paper made from animal skins piled up on the table.
The paper is made from the skin of a wild Kyrgyz python. It is as thin as a cicada's wing and as smooth as jade. It can be used to make talismans and refine runes.
Ye CHENFENG's fingers moved slightly, pointing gently towards the stack of paper.
The stack of paper immediately flew up, and then merged into a book.
Ye CHENFENG's fingers move, and he pinches the secret code to control the divine consciousness. He begins to depict the Dharma array on the first page.
He came here to look for stars and tears.
But unexpectedly, yaowangzong was his own orthodoxy.
So before leaving, ye CHENFENG always thought that he would leave something for yaowangzong.
After all, to the holy land, life and death are hard to predict.
This pharmacopoeia is probably the only thing he can leave to yaowangzong.If you want this Pharmacopoeia to be published, ye CHENFENG, the king of medicine 500 years ago, will live forever!
……
Three days later.
”Poof!”
New pharmacopoeia, closed the cover.
Ye CHENFENG sat down a little tired.
For three days in a row, he kept using divine consciousness to ”write” Pharmacopoeia. Even his powerful divine consciousness now can't support it.
Looking at the ”Pharmacopoeia” on the table, ye CHENFENG sighed slightly.
Five hundred years ago, he reluctantly accepted Guimu as an apprentice, but he did not teach Guimu much, so he said that Guimu had learned 20% at most.
The Pharmacopoeia he wrote now is a collection of most of his thoughts on the way of refining medicine in his life.