In fact, the seventy-two elders are a bit incomprehensible.
But it must be that I don’t understand the way of taming animals well enough. How could the God of Taming Beasts be wrong?
The Lord God said that this is the highest level of animal taming method!
I really hope that one day I can understand this method and tame wild beasts like the Lord God.
suddenly.
"Ahem." Daji, who was holding the whip, coughed.
Bemila seemed to have remembered something, and said in a deep voice: "Inform the God's Treasury to send a batch of divine crystals over. I need to practice. Just say it's my order."
"Yes." The seventy-two elders nodded seriously: "I will go and inform the young master about the guard, and then I will inform the gods."
"Go ahead."
The seventy-two elders quickly closed the door, and after a while, they walked to the door of the young master's bedroom.
“Tuk-tuk-tuk!”
"Squeak."
The door slowly opened, and Begin's voice came: "What's the matter?"
"It's like this. With the permission of the Lord God, my subordinates will work with the Seventy-two Elders to protect the Young Master and explore the Divine Treasure..." Halfway through, the Seventy-two Elders' words stopped abruptly and he stared at the eyes in front of him again.
!
I saw the young master wearing shackles, eating a banana in his mouth, and doing a handstand at the same time!
Like a trained monkey!
On the other side, the monkey was actually holding an imitation of the advanced beast-taming whip, drinking tea with his legs crossed, and absorbing the divine crystal!
this……
"Young Master, you..." The seventy-two elders looked in disbelief.
At this time, Begin was hesitant as to whether he should seek help now and say that he was being threatened by the monkey.
But he only hesitated for a moment.
joke.
This is the Monkey King!
At first, he couldn't even tame his own father, and it is said that he almost tamed his own father's demon king!
Now he is only three meters away from me, and he still holds the chain that is tied to him in his hand!
Whenever I ask for help, I am afraid that I will die under his stick as soon as I say a word!
That terrifying stick made Begin still feel cold all over.
Although it is said that the temple will avenge him in the future, but... he is dead!
Moreover, as the monkey said, although the monkey secretly regards himself as a pet of war, in any case, his and the monkey's interests are consistent!
With the Great Sage Qitian here, although he, the young master, is a puppet in private, he will sooner or later become a famous beast-taming god in the divine world!
Even lead the Beast Taming Temple to higher glory!
The choice is simple.
Betrayal is death!
Surrender means living a glorious journey under the protection of the Great Sage!
If it doesn't work, I can still get the fox back...
Therefore, you must not betray!
Besides, his father looked down on him so much that he even said that he was not as good as the fish seller. He also robbed the fox and his love, and even sent this monkey to torture him... Now I surrender to this monkey,
Waiting for an opportunity to take revenge is nothing!
"Don't be nervous, I wasn't tamed by this monkey, it's like this..." Begin pretended to be calm, and was about to make up some excuses, but Begin didn't know how to explain the scene in front of him.
But before Beguin could organize a reason.
"Young Master, there is no need to say more, I understand." The seventy-two elders seemed to understand clearly and nodded: "This is a new method of controlling beasts!"
"Ah?" Young Master Begin was stunned.
"Young Master, please don't say too much. The Lord God has just explained it to his subordinates." The Seventy-Two Elder looked like he had seen through everything, with a light of wisdom in his eyes. He smiled and said: "To make the divine beast surrender through emotion... abandon it.
In the past, violent methods were used to tame animals, and animals were subdued with virtue."
"Ah?" Begin looked confused. What are you talking about? This is not a domestication method. I have been domesticated by this monkey. Can't you see...
The seventy-two elders smiled and said: "You are indeed a young master."
"At such a young age, he has already reached this level. He is indeed a young master trained by the Lord God. He is indeed a father of a tiger but has no son."
Begin looked confused, but since the other party had already thought of his reasons, he nodded and said seriously: "Yes, this is how I tamed this monkey."
The seventy-two elders also got down to business: "Young Master, I am here mainly to inform you..."
Begin did not answer immediately, but turned his head slightly and looked at the monkey with a somewhat inquiring look.
After all, that is the master...
Seeing the monkey nodding slightly, Begin nodded and said: "Indeed, although the Shen Zang is only low-level this time, it is still a bit dangerous."
"Moreover, this is also the first time that I have left the Beast Control Temple and made an official public appearance."
"I still rely on my two uncles for help along the way."
"Haha, young master, you are too polite." The seventy-two elders laughed.
suddenly.
"Ahem."
The monkey coughed.
"Bold slave, how dare you cough? Didn't you see me talking to uncle?" Begin turned around and scolded, and the monkey immediately showed an aggrieved and honest look.
"I'm sorry, uncle, the battle pet is rude and makes you laugh." Begin turned to the seventy-two elders and smiled.
Seeing the aggrieved look on the monkey, the seventy-two elders looked at him with approval and said, "Young master is very good at controlling beasts. He has completely tamed this monkey in a short period of time. I am admired by my subordinates."
"Thank you uncle for sending me the monkey, which is so obedient..." Begin said politely, and suddenly said: "By the way, uncle, inform the gods to send a batch of divine crystals over. I want to practice. Just say they are mine.
Order."
"Yes." The seventy-two elders bowed respectfully and turned to leave.
The door is closed.
Begin suddenly knelt down in front of the monkey and said with an aggrieved look on his face: "Brother, I didn't mean to yell at you just now. There was someone there just now. Now I will kneel down for you!"
And the other side.
The Temple of Life is very busy today.
Just because the Temple of Life suddenly publicly announced, "All seriously injured gods, even those who were previously notified of death by the Temple of Life and cannot be cured, can come for treatment today!"
The entire Temple of Life is filled with seriously injured gods!
Their eyes were excited, and they looked at the man in white in that scene with great hope and expectation!
That is their last hope for survival!
"Have you heard? This is the divine slave that the Life Temple just auctioned off from the Ocean Temple!"
"Slave God? Even the divine power of life cannot heal our injuries. Can he heal us?"
"You have to try. Is it really possible to wait for death?"
"Don't underestimate him. I saw his treatment process with my own eyes just now. Although he has no life power, but... he really saved his life! The medical skills of the lower world are very powerful!"
"Netherworld medical skills?"
"Why, do you look down on the medical skills of the lower world? Some beings in the lower world do have some remarkable qualities. Don't forget, that holy hand back then..." an older god whispered.
"Yes, when he picked up the scalpel just now, I seemed to see the holy hand... But this man's medical skills are even more powerful than the holy hand... He has something called adrenaline..."
"Speaking of such a powerful divine slave, why doesn't Ocean Temple keep it for itself..."
"Why stay here, waiting for other temples to rob them? Haha, if you ask me, the Ocean Temple is smart and knows that it has to sell these excellent god slaves."
And at this time.
On the high platform.
All the gods of life also surrounded Mr. Zhang and observed him performing surgery.
"The God slave you photographed this time is pretty good." On the throne, the God of Life slowly stood up, looked at Mr. Zhang who was doing the rigorous operation, and smiled at the two hundred and thirty-two elders: "I really didn't expect that the doctors in the lower world could actually do it.
Such means."
"Then do we need to learn this method?" Elder 232 asked softly. He brought Mr. Zhang back with the idea that the Temple of Life could learn from it.
The God of Life sneered: "Study? Learn what? Learn this method of lower life forms that cut flesh and blood?"
The two hundred and thirty-two elders were stunned and said unwillingly: "But he did treat the wounded that we couldn't treat..."
The God of Life interrupted directly: "Stop talking...your thoughts are very dangerous."
"Ah?" The two hundred and thirty-two elders looked confused.
"Don't forget, we are gods!"
"We have supreme divine power!"
"How can we learn the medical skills of those lower beings?"
"The supreme divine power is the right way."
"This kind of skill of cutting skin and flesh, relying on injections and silver needles, is still a heresy of lower life after all. The divine power of life is the source of our power." The Lord God of Life said lightly: "Although this heresy is sometimes useful, don't forget,
We are gods, so naturally we must use gods’ methods.”
"Then this divine slave..." The two hundred and thirty-two elders frowned.
"There is no need to learn his medical skills and let him perform surgeries for free. Whatever we can't cure, just throw it to him." The God of Life smiled: "We just treat him as a tool and let him be responsible for the treatment, while we
You can charge high treatment fees."
This is simply the best tool to make money!
As for studying?
God, do you still need to study?
Just snatch it and use it! Wasn’t the doctor in front of you just snatched?
In their eyes, lower beings are just tools!
What kind of medical skills do you want to learn from lower beings?
Divine power is the source of gods!
This kind of thinking is actually quite normal. Some people think Western medicine is awesome, and some people think Chinese medicine is invincible. No one can convince anyone, because this is caused by their living environment and experiences.
Even if Western medicine cures diseases that Chinese medicine cannot, and Chinese medicine cures diseases that Western medicine cannot, it will not change the views of these two groups of people.
What's more, for these gods who have lived in the God Realm since childhood and claim to be superior to all species!
They have been cultivated with a kind of understanding since they were young - God is above all else!
Divine power is a power that other races cannot match!
For God.
The life power of the God of Life is the best treatment method!
Divine power is the avenue!
All modern medical treatments and traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture are all evil!
So what if he can heal the injured who cannot be cured by the divine power of life? What does it mean? Does it mean that the divine power of life is not as good as the medical skills of these lower beings?
It can only show that those who have not mastered the divine power have just mastered it!
"Thank you Lord God for your guidance. My previous ideas were too weak...divine power is everything." The 232nd elder nodded solemnly.
But Mr. Zhang didn't feel much disappointed when he heard the result of this discussion. Even if he heard that the Temple of Life only regarded him as a treatment tool, it didn't matter, he just lowered his head and performed the operation.
After all, I was not originally here to help the Temple of Life improve its medical level.
It doesn't matter if the other party only sees me as a tool to earn medical expenses.
Mr. Zhang just wants to save more gods.
After all, doctors are kindhearted, and these are all wounded.
Sweat dripped from Mr. Zhang's forehead. The God of Life beside him wiped his sweat with a cotton ball and kept handing him various tools.
The main theme is a hanging pot to help the world.
"Huh?" The God of Life on the side suddenly frowned and said, "Have you noticed that there are fewer and fewer cotton balls?"
"No." Mr. Zhang said calmly.
"But, I seem to remember that I took out nine, but now there are only eight..." The God of Life counted the cotton balls on the plate with a puzzled look on his face.
"That's probably because you remembered it wrong." Mr. Zhang said calmly while sewing: "Besides, cotton balls are not valuable. If they are less, they are less. It doesn't matter."
The God of Life, who was acting as an assistant, nodded: "Well, I must have remembered it wrong..."
After all, who in such a rigorous operation would bother to remember the number of cotton balls.
Besides, it's just a small ball of cotton. If you lose it, you'll lose it.
There was a smile on Mr. Zhang's lips.
Mr. Zhang also discovered at this time that in fact, these injuries can be cured in Daxia, and it can basically be done with just one surgical operation.
But these gods went home to wait for death because of such injuries... Although the divine power of life can promote the healing of flesh and blood, some injuries cannot be completed by simple healing at all.
But it makes sense to think about it, these gods are born with divine power.
Naturally, one would not be willing to spend a lot of time researching modern medical treatment from scratch.
Human medical treatment has developed for thousands of years, and every step is extremely difficult, involving blood and countless casualties!
If from the beginning, human beings had the divine power of life that could heal most injuries, they would certainly not have spent so much effort developing modern medical treatment, studying penicillin, antibiotics and epinephrine, and studying surgery!
And this is also the arrogance of gods!
That wonderful divine power is the source of power that the gods are proud of, but it also binds them!
"Okay, next one!" Mr. Zhang extended his hand to greet him again.
"Is this okay?" The injured person looked in disbelief: "I didn't feel any pain, just for a moment, and it's okay?"
"Well, let's go back and spread the word to those injured gods. I still have a lot of cotton balls... No, I mean I can treat more." Mr. Zhang said with a smile.
"Thank you! I will definitely spread the word!" The god who could only wait for death was so excited that he thanked the slave of the god regardless of his status: "Then from now on..."
Mr. Zhang smiled: "If you feel uncomfortable in the future, if the God of Life doesn't like it, then come to me."
Mr. Zhang thought, this guy must come back to find him.
After all, the divine power of life possessed by the God of Life that can promote healing cannot remove the cotton ball that is constantly inflamed and infected in the body...
The Temple of Life uses him as a money-making tool, so let’s do it!
I am a medical genius who only wants to treat more patients!
Of course, as you get older and your age is not good, it is understandable that you lose a few cotton balls...
Mr. Zhang suddenly had some expectations. If he continues like this, I don't know how many gods will have cotton balls in their bodies in the future.
As long as they want to live, they have to come back after a while to debridement and remove the infected cotton balls. Of course, Mr. Zhang has a bad memory, so it is understandable that he accidentally sewed in a new cotton ball...
At that time, if these gods want to live, they will no longer be able to do without this doctor, and they will have to support Mr. Zhang!
If Mr. Zhang wants them to live, they can live!
If you want them to die, they have to die!
As long as they don't want to die, they must regard Mr. Zhang, the only one who can save them, as their biological father. Whoever dares to harm Mr. Zhang will have countless gods looking for him to fight to the death!
This is the horror of modern medicine!
This is how scary doctors are!
You can't tell whether a doctor holding a knife is saving people or killing people!
The God of Life on the side looked at Mr. Zhang with admiration: "Although you are evil, you have cured twenty-seven gods in such a short period of time..."
"Well, there are already twenty-seven balls of cotton... ahem, I mean, there are already twenty-seven gods." Mr. Zhang nodded.
"This is so fast." The God of Life, who was acting as an assistant, remembered the precise falling knife and praised it. He suddenly said curiously: "Speaking of which, even if your medical skills in the lower world are well developed, how can you control the body structure of the gods?
Do you have such a clear grasp?”
Mr. Zhang said calmly: "Isn't there a lot of dissection, just Poseidon and those oceans..."
"Huh?" The God of Life was stunned.
"Ahem, I mean, thanks to Poseidon and the gods of the sea, they dissected the bodies of some dead sea gods for us so that we can better serve the gods." Mr. Zhang quickly changed his words.
"No wonder... Poseidon is a good man. He is willing to give you the corpse of a dead god enshrined in the Ocean Temple... It is no wonder that you are so familiar with the body structure of our gods and can perform twenty-seven operations in a short period of time.
." The God of Life, who acted as an assistant, nodded in approval for Poseidon's selfless dedication and asked, "How about you take a rest?"
"Rest? Are you insulting me!" Mr. Zhang was furious. The golden wheel of merit behind him was extremely dazzling. He shouted with a selfless look on his face: "I am a doctor. I want to treat illnesses and save people! There are so many patients outside, why don't you let me know?"
I rest?"
"But……"
"Stop it! I want to save people, no one can stop me! Don't care if I'm tired or not, I only know how to treat illnesses and save people! Come on, next one!"
"Also, let me inform you of the temple! Another pack of cotton balls! It's almost not enough!"
For a moment, looking at the human doctor, the God of Life who acted as an assistant was moved.
What a great doctor!
It stands to reason that these creatures from the lower world, after being captured as slaves of the gods, are extremely hostile to the gods.
Not to mention expecting them to save people, these creatures from the lower world would be considered honest if they don’t rebel with knives...
But the human doctor in the lower world in front of them was actually holding a knife to treat their injured gods!
Is this a real doctor?
Medical ethics transcends race, do doctors just want to treat injuries and illnesses?
For a moment, the God of Life, who was acting as an assistant, felt ashamed of himself. He only felt that the human being in front of him was shining with the glory of morality...
"Next one!" Mr. Zhang greeted again.
"Me, me, me! Doctor, me! Help me!"
"Doctor, treat me first!" Immediately some gods rushed over, after all, this was the doctor who could save their lives!
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, there is cotton!" Mr. Zhang coughed mid-sentence: "Ahem, I mean, we can save everything!"
On the throne, watching this scene from a distance.
The God of Life suddenly whispered: "Tell him not to treat him any more this afternoon."
"What do you mean..." The two hundred and thirty-two elders on the side frowned.
"Let him explore the divine treasure with you and the 231 elders, young master." The Lord God of Life said lightly: "Although it is only a low-level divine treasure, and my child is only going there as a doctor, it stands to reason that there will be no danger.
... But after all, he is my only child, so I still feel a little worried... This human being has such medical skills. If the young master is in danger and suffers an injury that your divine power cannot cure, he can also save the young master, and he can also cure it.
Young masters of other temples, establish relationships with other temples for my children."
"Yes." The two hundred and thirty-two elders bowed respectfully.
