In the second year of Zhenguan, there was a severe drought in the pass, and locusts flooded the Central Plains, causing people all over the country to be displaced and even exchange their children for food. This cast a dark cloud over the newly established Tang Dynasty. Rumors spread among the people.

, it is said that Li Shimin killed his brother and usurped the throne, which angered the heavens, so he sent Han Bao to come out, and the land in Guan was thousands of miles away.

Some people also say that in troubled times, there must be monsters, and this disaster was all caused by the locust monster god, which indicates that the Tang Dynasty will die like the Qin Dynasty.

Some people are stupid, some are bad, and some have ulterior motives. With the push of all parties, the already unstable Tang Dynasty becomes even more precarious.

As for how people live under chaos, who cares?

"It is said that doctors save the world, but after you truly become a doctor, the more advanced your medical skills are, the more you will realize that studying medicine cannot save the world!" After the old Taoist priest boiled a large pot of soup for the villagers, he did not wait for the medicine to cure the disease.

He didn't even take the money for the doctor's visit, so he hurried to another village and continued to make medicine.

He is not young anymore, but he works hard and saves people with all his life.

Not for fame, not for profit, not for anything.

The only reason is that we know that there are already some signs of plague under the drought, and we really can't feel at ease if we don't suppress it.

Since ancient times, the impact of natural disasters on people has not only been the disaster itself. The things derived from the natural disaster, such as the locusts that are now ravaging the Central Plains, are far more difficult to deal with than the drought itself. And the consequences caused by the raging locusts

Famine caused victims to leave their corpses in the wilderness everywhere, causing plague to breed. It was about to deal another heavy blow to the already crumbling Tang Dynasty.

At that time, once the disaster worsens and becomes so severe that even the court cannot bear it, it will be even harder to provide disaster relief!

Therefore, even if he is eighty years old, Sun Simiao cannot sit back and watch. He wants to contribute his share of strength to the world. Regardless of whether it is useful or not, he must do it first.

"Perhaps, I should have accepted the canonization last year, so that I could do more things during the severe disaster." The old man murmured to himself as he hurried on: "Even if things don't work out, I should recruit more disciples and use my medical skills to the best of my ability."

Pass it on. Otherwise, how many people can you save by yourself, no matter how high your medical skills are?"

After saying that, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Fellow Taoist, there is no need to blame yourself. Although one person's strength is insignificant, if everyone contributes their own strength, there will be no obstacle that cannot be overcome." Li He's voice rang out.

Just now, when he came to this world, he suddenly heard an old Taoist saying, "Studying medicine cannot save the world." He thought he had met Lu Xun.

But soon it was discovered that it was not Lu Xun, but a sensible person who, like Lu Xun, discovered that doctors had limited abilities: While studying medicine, Lu Xun discovered that medical skills could not save China, so he gave up medicine and followed literature, becoming a leading figure in the literary world.

The sharp sword helps the 40 million Chinese compatriots who are confused to overcome obstacles and guide the way forward.

As for this old Taoist priest, who had reached the pinnacle of medical skills, he found that he was still powerless in the face of natural disasters.

Different people, different eras, different experiences, but they have come to the same conclusion: studying medicine cannot save the country!

This old Taoist priest was none other than Sun Simiao, known as the "King of Medicine" in history, a great medical master who was extremely accomplished in medical skills and could rival Hua Tuo, Zhang Zhongjing, Li Shizhen and others.

"Everyone knows the truth, but the demons in this world are wreaking havoc, and there are too many disasters!" Sun Simiao shook his head.

Hearing this, Li He couldn't help but become interested and asked: "What kind of monsters are there in this world?"

Although Sun Simiao is a Taoist priest and is eighty years old, he does not have any cultivation. To be precise, his cultivation lies in doing good deeds throughout his life and his medical skills. He is not good at magic. Therefore, it stands to reason that he should

The thing about demons is not very clear.

But it's obvious that he knows a lot about demons.

There are two possibilities for this. One is that although he does not practice magic, he knows many things in the spiritual world, just like Zhou Xian. The other is that he is a mortal in this world and is no stranger to demons.

The former is easy to say, but if it is the latter, the world may be too troubled.

Judging from the world level, the monsters in this world are not little monsters.

"There are so many that I can't even count them." Sun Simiao said: "There are 'drought demons' that turn into zombies in the Guan Nei region, and there are also 'nine-headed golden eagles' in the Western Regions, as well as spider spirits, white-bone spirits, and the monsters that are now ravaging the Central Plains.

The 'Locust Demon God', plus the pig demon in Gaojiazhuang, the fish demon in Liusha River... there are so many that even the gods and Buddhas in the sky can't control them!"

When Li He heard this, he secretly wrote down these big monsters.

Those are all merits that can go away one by one.

"The old Taoist has lived a happy life. Looking back on his past, he should have no regrets, but recently he suddenly regretted that he did not choose to practice martial arts and study law, but chose to practice medicine." Sun Simiao sighed and added: "Otherwise, even if the world is in trouble with demons and demons, it will not bring peace to the world.

But to slay demons, you will not be like now, where you can only use your own medical skills to boil a few pots of decoction that treat the symptoms but not the root cause to get rid of a trivial plague."

In response, Li He shook his head and said: "There are specialties in martial arts. You think you haven't done anything, but in fact, you have done a lot!"

There was a severe drought in the second year of Zhenguan, and it was still a severe drought in the third year of Zhenguan. Locusts were infested, but there was no large-scale plague.

In other worlds, Li He didn't know the reason, but here, it was Sun Simiao who suppressed the plague and prevented the virus from spreading. He didn't do anything as he said.

"But it's not enough." Sun Simiao shook his head and said: "It can be seen that you are not studying medicine or Yishu, but you are studying orthodox Taoist magic, and your martial arts foundation is not bad. This time you are out of the mountain.

, you probably want to join the world to practice and practice yourself, right?"

When Li He heard this, he nodded and said, "Absolutely."

When a Taoist priest goes down the mountain, it is an experience. When he travels through all the worlds, it is also an experience. There is no difference in essence.

"How about doing me a favor?" Sun Simiao said suddenly.

"What to do?" Li He asked.

"Kill the locust demon and put an end to the locust plague!" Sun Simiao said: "I don't want you to do it in vain, fellow Taoist. You can write a letter of recommendation to Tang Wang Li Shimin to ensure that you will be a high official and well-paid, and enjoy the prosperity of the world. Don't be busy.

Refuse, you young people have to enter the world before you can be born. If you don’t enjoy the glory and wealth first, how can you understand the joys and sorrows of this world and find true freedom?"

Li He couldn't help but smile brightly at this.

Glory, wealth, happiness and suffering in this world?

He has experienced a lot of these things. He has served as the Imperial Preceptor of the Great Wei and the Great Qin. What kind of fine wines, delicacies, gold and silver treasures has he not owned? What kind of woman is not at your fingertips? Guiding the country and standing side by side with the king, what kind of power does he not have?

Pass?

In the world of the Condor Shooting, his words can even determine the rise and fall of a dynasty and the life or death of an emperor.

He really doesn't care about mere glory and wealth.

However, since it was the Zhenguan period, if you wanted to seek merit and luck, you really couldn't avoid Li Shimin.

"Okay, I promise you." Li He said.

Then, Sun Simiao continued to run around, cooking medicine in every village, and he came to Chang'an City with a letter of recommendation.

Chang'an has been synonymous with prosperity since ancient times. The four dynasties of Qin, Han, Sui and Tang Dynasties all used this place as their capital, which exemplified prosperity and prosperity. However, at this time, Chang'an City was completely silent. The refugees outside the city gathered together, but they were surrounded by a tall

The city wall is isolated from the outside, only one step away from the prosperity, but there is no way to get in.

In the city, the people were also frightened, confused, and full of lifelessness.

Without actually coming here, Li He couldn't imagine that the legendary "Zhenguan Dynasty" would actually look like this.

Of course, this is not objective.

The real prosperous era of Zhenguan was the middle and late period of Zhenguan, not the current turbulent period of the second year of Zhenguan with constant natural disasters.

But no matter what, there is no doubt that the Tang Dynasty was in a precarious situation at this time and might fall at any time.

At this time, Emperor Taizong Li Shimin's throne was far less stable than later.

"Customs clearance document." The defenders stopped Li He and said.

In response, Li He took out a letter of recommendation and said: "No, Pindao is a practitioner on the mountain. He has no household registration and no customs clearance document. He only has a recommendation letter from a fellow Taoist. I wonder if it can be used as a customs clearance document? Who is that?

My Taoist friend's name is Sun Simiao, and the letter of recommendation is written to His Majesty."

As soon as these words came out, the soldier immediately showed a solemn expression.

After reading the letter of recommendation with both hands, he frowned and said: "This is where the responsibility lies. Without a customs clearance document, it cannot be released. But Taoist Master, you were recommended by Sun Lao Shenxian to help His Majesty eliminate demons. According to the humble position, you should immediately

I will take you to see His Majesty. However, we and the soldiers guarding the city have important responsibilities and cannot leave their posts without permission. Can the Taoist Master wait for a while and then take you to see Your Majesty after we report?"

Hearing this, Li He nodded and said, "It's okay, I'll just wait and see."

I have to say that the soldiers who defended the city in the Tang Dynasty were neither humble nor arrogant. They abided by their duties, but they were also humane, which was very unusual.

After traveling through so many worlds, he has only seen such soldiers in two places: Great Tang and Great Qin.

Elsewhere, whether it is Cao Cao's soldiers or Liu Bei's soldiers, the quality is relatively poor. The soldiers of the Song Dynasty are even worse. They are just a bunch of bullies. They are not as good as Chen Haonan, Pheasant and the others, compared with Liang Kun.

Different approaches but similar results.

At this time, outside the city, a general was giving porridge to the people. He did it himself and didn't do much, but it calmed people's hearts.

At least because of him, the refugees did not riot, and because of him, the soldiers did not face the disaster like panic and confusion like ordinary people.

In general, the people were a little panicked, and rumors were spreading all over the world, but the imperial court was united and operating at its best to deal with all this, so that no matter how dangerous the disaster was, it would be averted sooner or later.

"Amazing soldiers, miraculous generals, miraculous dynasties!" Li He couldn't help but sigh.

At this moment, the general from outside the city came over and said, "Taoist Priest, are you really recommended by Immortal Sun to help His Majesty get rid of the locust demon?"

"Yeah." Li He nodded.

"Legend has it that the locust demon god was sent from heaven to punish the Tang Dynasty. Are you not afraid of going against heaven and being punished by heaven?" the general added.

"It's just spreading rumors. Anyone who says this is either stupid or has ulterior motives. I suggest you, general, catch him and put him in jail!" Li He slightly smiled and said, "We, as cultivators, follow the teachings of heaven and earth. No one can be better than us.

Understand God, then God has absolutely no intention of punishing the Tang Dynasty. The so-called locust demon god is just a monster. If you dare to show your face, you can kill it!"

After he finished speaking, with a thought in his mind, evil energy rose from Xianyun Sword into the sky, and within the scope of Chang'an, all the locusts subconsciously fled away.

This scene made the general in front of him stunned for a moment, then he clasped his fists solemnly and said: "Yu Chi Jingde, I have seen the immortal!"
To be continued...