At five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was still vicious, but the Anatomy Building of Xihua Medical University, which was in the bamboo forest, was very cool.

In a classroom on the second floor, anatomy teacher Yu Ke stood on the podium with a skull to teach.

Some of the students below listened carefully, some were dozing off, and some were playing with their mobile phones, but more were playing with the bones on the table.

These are real human bones and teaching tools in the anatomy classroom, ranging from small finger bones to large skulls, and are very attractive for students who have just come into contact with anatomy.

The bell for the end of class rang. Yu Ke stopped teaching and rushed to a thin black student sitting in the front row and ordered: "Zhao Yuan, put away the teaching aids and don't forget to check the number."

"Yes." Zhao Yuan put down the textbook, got up to clean up his bones, and at the same time he reminded him, "When the classmates leave, put the bones on the desk and don't take them away." He said to his roommate Wang Rongfeng again: "Second brother, help me bring a meal back. The old rules are stuck in my drawer. Thank you."

"I understand." Wang Rongfeng responded.

Zhao Yuan is from a remote mountainous area and is from a poor family. After the tutor found out, he helped him get a job as a missed assistant in the anatomy building. Although the money is not much, he saves money and can also spend money every month.

This was the last class in the afternoon. After packing up the bones, Zhao Yuan began to clean the sanitation in the anatomy building. Three other assistants also came, but they did not participate in the work, but gathered together to chat with melon seeds.

Unlike Zhao Yuan, these three people came to the anatomy building as assistants, not for meager subsidies, but for gilding to join the student union. They not only looked down on Zhao Yuan, but also bullied him everywhere, often throwing his life to Zhao Yuan, but they were happily and happy on the side.

Footsteps sounded and a teacher came over.

The three lazy assistants pretended to be hardworking when they heard the sound of footsteps and successfully fooled them.

The teacher glanced at the four of them and ordered: "A body will be delivered tonight, and you four will accept it."

"Why is it at night? Can't it be delivered during the day?" Assistant Wang Lei asked.

The teacher replied: "The body is in another city. It is said that it is the body of an unclaimed homeless man. The school just received the notice and sent someone to pick it up. This time, I can't get it until I'm not given it to the evening?"

"So that's how it is." Wang Lei nodded and said in unison with the other two assistants Zhou Peng and Sun Ke: "Leave this matter to us, and we must ensure that it is done properly!"

The teacher left with satisfaction, and before leaving, he praised the three of them.

After seeing off the teacher, the three of them turned around and surrounded Zhao Yuan, saying in an orderly tone: "This matter is left to you, and you must do it properly, otherwise don't blame us for dealing with you!"

Zhao Yuan frowned and said, "What the teacher said just now is to let the four of us together..."

Sun Ke interrupted him viciously, "If you ask you to do it, you respect you and dare to bargain with us? Do you have that qualification!"

After saying that, the three of them turned around and left, not taking Zhao Yuan seriously at all. Because they knew that Zhao Yuan cherished this job very much, and he would complete the task no matter how hard or tiring it was.

At around 8 o'clock in the evening, the body was sent to the anatomy building.

With the help of the driver, Zhao Yuan carried the body into the dissection room. After registering, he opened the lid above the former pond. A strong and pungent smell surged out of the pond. Even though Zhao Yuan was wearing a mask, he was still breathless.

There are several corpses floating in the Formalin pond, which makes people feel cautious.

This is a pool for storing corpses. When the theory of the anatomy class is completed and practiced, the teacher will hook out the corpse from it and let the students dissect it by themselves.

Just as Zhao Yuan was about to put the body into the Formalin Pool, he suddenly saw a tattoo on the chest of the corpse. At a rough look, it looked like a human face, but it was not clear because of dirt.

"Why did this man tattoo a face on his chest? Is it his relative or lover?"

Driven by curiosity, Zhao Yuan took a cotton ball and dipped it in alcohol to clean up the dirt on the corpse's chest. He was shocked to find that the human face on the corpse's chest looked extremely familiar!

Zhao Yuan opened his mouth wide, with a look of a ghost, and exclaimed in a trembling voice: "This... isn't this me?"

The human face on the corpse's chest was exactly the same as him!

On the chest of a strange corpse, I saw my own face... What else is more terrifying than this?

Zhao Yuan felt his hair stand up all over his body.

Suddenly, his hand hurt, as if it was stabbed by a spike. He hurriedly took his hand back, but there was still a drop of blood, which passed through the hole in the glove and dripped onto the face of the human on the chest of the corpse.

A dazzling blood-colored light burst out from the corpse's chest and shot straight into Zhao Yuan's eyebrows.

"Ah——" Zhao Yuan screamed in pain, feeling something inside his head, which was extremely swelling and painful.

Immediately afterwards, the blood light started from the Baihui point above Zhao Yuan’s head and spread throughout his body, constantly stimulating his meridians and acupoints, making him feel like he was being continuously shocked, and the pain was hard to describe in words!

This situation lasted for several minutes until the blood dissipated and the face on the corpse's chest disappeared.

Zhao Yuan gasped and sweated all over his body. As the severe pain disappeared, he felt an unprecedented comfort, and even more, he felt a powerful force in his body that was weak due to malnutrition.

In addition, he also found that there was a strange seed in his head.

This kind of seed emits a faint light, and as long as he holds his breath and concentrates, he will appear.

"What is this?" Zhao Yuan was filled with surprise.

Suddenly, the seed broke through its shell and a tender bud appeared, flashing with a green light, making Zhao Yuan dazzle, making him feel that a piece of information flowed into his mind.

From this information, he knew the origin of the seed.

This is a seed of inheritance!

The corpse in front of me was not a homeless man, but a powerful venerable in the world of cultivation, a generation of witch kings who saved the world on behalf of the heavenly way - Wu Peng!

Wu Peng entered the Tao with martial arts and achieved the Tao with medical skills, and his cultivation reached the strongest in the world of cultivation! But he was not willing to accept this, but instead rushed towards the realm of a saint. Unfortunately, the road to becoming a saint is extremely dangerous. Even though Wu Peng was strong, he failed to succeed and fell under the endless heavenly tribulation.

At the time of death, he turned what he learned in his life into a seed of inheritance, hid it in his clone, forcibly digging the void, allowing the clone to escape the destruction of the heavenly tribulation with the seed of inheritance, and eventually came to the earth by chance and was encountered by Zhao Yuan.

"The world of cultivation... to save the world on behalf of heaven... to become a saint without success..."

Zhao Yuan's face was filled with shock.

There are really cultivators in this world? And they have also given themselves his inheritance?

"I'm not dreaming, am I?" Zhao Yuan pinched his arm hard, and it hurt. It seemed that he was not dreaming.

After being shocked for a long time, Zhao Yuan accepted the reality. Then a new question came into his mind.

"What should we do to obtain the knowledge left by Wu Peng from the seeds of inheritance?"

As soon as the thought arose, the charming bud on the seed, which was once again charming as jade, burst out with bright green light, turning into a piece of text, floating in front of Zhao Yuan's eyes.

The dragon and phoenix dance in the characters are very imposing and full of artistic beauty and philosophical charm.

The beginning is a passage: The witch, who is in charge of the world, has the left hand in charge of all creatures, and is the right hand in charge of gods, demons, demons, ghosts, and ghosts. He is the master of all schools of thought and ancestors of all laws! Doctors, who treat people, ghosts, ghosts, demons, and gods! The witch doctor is the representative of the way of heaven and the supreme world! However, the way of achieving the witch doctor is difficult to do, and those who have great perseverance and great wisdom cannot achieve it!

"Good, the way of the witch doctor is so powerful?"

Zhao Yuan was very excited, but he also understood that if he wanted to reach the level described in the text, he would probably have to practice the witch doctor's way to the extreme. For him now, it was too far away.

After a rough glance at the Information Leaf, Zhao Yuan found that there are three major categories above, divided into: exercises, medicine and miscellaneous studies.

In the exercise column, there is a set of guiding techniques called the Four Saints Art, which can temper the body and strengthen the muscles and bones.

Under medicine, most of the basic theoretical content of traditional Chinese medicine is recorded. It is the essence of Wu Peng's research over the years. It integrates Wu Peng's understanding of Yin and Yang and Five Elements and the way of heaven. It also uses simple words and easy to understand, which is very conducive to people's learning.

Zhao Yuan is sure that as long as he can understand these contents thoroughly, his medical skills will definitely not be inferior!

In addition, there is a medical case and several prescriptions.

Under the miscellaneous studies, other knowledge mastered by Wu Peng, such as piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, tricks, oral skills, etc. The content is simply a huge amount compared to the first two categories.

According to the information leaf, the Four Saints Art is an introductory technique. Only after Yi Jin succeeds and step into the threshold of martial arts body refining, the inherited seeds will be given new techniques, as well as other knowledge such as talismans, magic arrays, etc. This is done to avoid Zhao Yuan rashly challenging the techniques he cannot control for the time being, and destroying his body and becoming possessed.

The same is true for medicine. Until Zhao Yuan understands the basic theories thoroughly, there will be no new content.

Step by step is the right way.

As for miscellaneous studies, in Wu Peng's view, they are all things that relax the body and mind, so there are no restrictions.

"That's great, my dream can come true!"
Chapter completed!