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Chapter 900 Irregular Monk

When everyone heard the sound and looked around, they saw that the person speaking was the ALS man! At that moment, everyone's eyes almost popped out because the ALS man actually spoke! What's more, he spoke in Korean!

"What?" Pu Mingdai shouted as if he had seen a ghost.

Park Changming also had a look of shock on his face. He froze in place and could not move. He was the one who brought the ALS. No one knew better than him how serious his illness was. This person was tortured by the disease. A man who has lived for ten years has been unable to speak for countless years! Park Changming even declared that he would never be able to speak again in his life. However...

Not only them, the Internet was also shocked by this scene.

"Holy crap, am I hallucinating?"

"Isn't it possible? The ALS person has spoken!"

"This is as good as a fake corpse!"

"Is this a miracle or a horror?"

"What exactly did the master do?"



Countless questions flashed through the minds of all the viewers, and finally all eyes focused on Fang Zheng.

However, Fang Zheng had a gentle smile on his face, as if he had done nothing, and at the same time as if he had done everything. Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said to ALS: "Amitabha, donor, remember what the poor monk said."

"I will follow the master's instructions. I will do good deeds and accumulate virtue in the future." ALS said sincerely.

Fang Zheng patted him on the shoulder, slowly came to Park Changming, and said with a smile: "Donor, do you still want to compete?"

Park Changming looked at the ALS patient who could talk, and felt that his whole face was hot. His medical skills only made the ALS patient a little better, and could not play a decisive factor. For this achievement, he got He came to show off his power, and even went to China to challenge the world with bold words. Now, look at Fang Zheng, he actually restored the ability to speak to an ALS patient with a wave of his hand. Such medical skills are not obvious, and when compared with the two, he suddenly has He felt like a clown, and his face turned red. Now, what else could he say? He bowed and saluted bitterly: "I lost, I am convinced!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar, followed by ecstasy, and then carnival! Countless cheers, one after another! The anger that had been held in for so many days was finally let out, and the victory was finally won. The reputation of traditional Chinese medicine was finally saved! This It is definitely something worthy of national celebration! Cheers! In addition to cheers, there is cheers! Mountains roar and tsunamis resound in every city!

"Awesome, so awesome! I didn't even see what Master Fangzheng did before that ALS man started talking."

"It's really awesome. I always thought that being a Western doctor and playing with technology would be very cool. Now I know that the only person who can really show off is a Chinese medicine doctor!"

"Upstairs, don't be misled. Master Fang Zheng once said that Chinese medicine and Western medicine are all medicines. There is no distinction between high and low, only what is suitable and what is not suitable! Moreover, didn't Abbot Fang Zheng say it before? His medical skills are a fusion of Chinese and Western medicine. Yes, use whatever is useful."

"Yes, yes, Master Fang Zheng once said that you should be broad-minded and don't be complacent. Only by learning good things and integrating them can you continue to make progress. I think all those who study medicine are amazing."

"No, I want to be a doctor! Well, let's learn Chinese medicine first..."

"Hey, me too..."



The war finally ended on Yizhi Mountain. The Chinese side cheered, while the Korean side sighed with relief. Some people were unwilling to accept it, but more people felt that this farce was finally over. This is ordinary The common people only pursue a simple life and do not care about politics. However, there is a group of politicians who like to tie politics to the people and do what they think is right in the name of the people. In this regard, many The people are also powerless.

At the end of the game, all the reporters swarmed to Yizhishan to interview Fang Zheng alone. Fang Zheng originally wanted to take the opportunity to gain some fame, but he gave up after seeing so many guns and short guns. But these reporters even brought their own hand warmers.

Bao, wearing a big cotton-padded jacket, some people are even more amazing, even bring their own generator, the whole journey is a little sunny!

Obviously, after being tricked by Fang Zheng last time, everyone has learned to master it. This is the rhythm of fighting with Fang Zheng to the end!

When Fang Zheng saw this, he was so frightened that he quickly closed the mountain door and announced to the outside world that he would be in seclusion to meditate on Buddhism and no one would be seen!

Even when Magistrate Qi of Songwu County came, this guy couldn't get out of the house squatting there.

A group of reporters couldn't stop Fang Zheng, so they had to change their target and interview the villagers at the foot of Yizhi Mountain. When they heard the news that Yizhi Village had become rich because of Yizhi Mountain, everyone caught another piece of news. Plus a group of reporters

Referring to the beautiful scenery on the mountain, it would be worthy of an article.

But the biggest news is that Park Changming didn’t leave!

"Master, Park Changming has been standing at the door for three days and three nights. Are you really missing?" Squirrel asked a little unbearably as he stood in front of Fangzheng.

Fang Zheng shook his head and said: "As a teacher, I cannot agree to his request. If you want to attend the class, just line up. There will be a class once a month. No one will wait if it is late. This is a rule, and no one can break it."

"Master, your rules seem fair. But this is China. When it comes to grabbing space, who can beat the Chinese?" Red Boy chuckled and said, "Master, do you think this is partiality? This is not a true master.

What you did.”

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows and said matter-of-factly: "As a teacher, I eat Chinese food, take Chinese food, drink Chinese food, and the incense I receive is also Chinese. What's wrong with being partial? Besides, I never intended to be a true master."

When Fang Zheng said this, Hong Boy was speechless. It seemed that the monk in front of him was really not a master.

Squirrel asked: "Master, why don't you tell the outside world directly and only open it to Chinese people? In that case, wouldn't it save a lot of trouble?"

Fang Zheng glanced at Squirrel thoughtfully, rubbed his little head, and said with a smile: "If I did that as a teacher, wouldn't it be a slap in the face? You should be more open-minded..."

"Uh... Master, your behavior reminds me of an idiom." Honghai'er suddenly said.

Fang Zheng glanced at the naughty kid and said, "No matter what you think of, hold it back!"

"That's right, you're not allowed to say why you're a bitch setting up a memorial arch!" Xianyu next to him shouted.

The next moment, a big slap came over...

Snapped!

A salted fish flew out of the courtyard and fell into the Tianlong Pond. Pu Changming, who had been standing at the door for three days and three nights, was so frightened that he almost jumped up.

After whipping the salted fish away, Fang Zheng returned to the Zen room with his hands behind his back. Looking at the photo of Zen Master Yi Zhi beside him, he sighed: "Master, I feel that I am not qualified to be a monk. I am a bit open-minded, but not enough.

It’s so wide…”

Zen Master Yizhi did not say anything, but the system spoke: "So, you want to become a Buddha, but it's difficult. It's because you have a lot of problems, but they are not incurable, so you meet my selection criteria. Otherwise, you meet my selection criteria.

, what’s the point of choosing an eminent monk for me to save him? If I choose a scoundrel, doesn’t it lower my status?”

Fang Zheng was dumbfounded. His lack of affection had become an advantage. But he understood to some extent what the system meant. The system was using him as a benchmark for himself. Only those who have survived themselves are qualified to help others.

"Hey..." Fangzheng's family knew about his family affairs. He had too many minor problems, but there were some problems that he never thought about correcting. This idea is not unique to him, but has been practiced since the beginning of Zen Master Yizhi.

Yes, otherwise, relying on Zen Master Yizhi’s understanding of Buddhism, if he had gone down the mountain earlier and cheated, he wouldn’t have been so poor. At the very least, he could have become an abbot...

Fang Zheng fell asleep amid his random thoughts.

Pu Changming waited outside the temple for a week. During this time, he fainted twice from hunger and three times from cold. He was carried down by the villagers all the time. After begging for many days, Red Boy finally sent him a painting. Pu Changming

After Changming read it, he sighed deeply, bowed to Yizhi Temple, and left.

After Park Chang-myung returned to South Korea, his temperament changed drastically. He was no longer arrogant. Instead, he lived alone in the mountains and taught his apprentices medical skills.

On this day, Pu Mingdai came to Pu Changming and asked: "Master, I still don't understand, why did you always let me see the mountains in the first place?"

Pu Changming looked up at the distant mountain peaks and sighed: "When I asked you to look at mountains as a teacher, I wanted you to understand that there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people. Madness must also have capital... Five thousand years of Chinese history

The civilization and medical skills are definitely not what they appear on the surface. The Three Saints are just a few people striving for fame and fortune. Many medical experts do not walk outside, such as Abbot Fang Zheng." Speaking of Fang Zheng, Park Changming had a look on his face.

A look of respect.

Park Changmyung continued: "Teacher Lee Jae-am said at the beginning that China is the root of Korea. Denying China is tantamount to denying Korea's ancient culture. Being an enemy of China is actually destroying the Great Wall. In the eyes of Westerners, it is just

It’s just a joke. It’s a pity that at that time I went to China on my own, and the result... ugh. As a result, I taught you that there are people outside the world, but I forgot that there are mountains outside the mountains."

"Master, I have learned my lesson," Pu Mingdai said respectfully.

Park Changming shook his head and said: "From now on, you should study medicine well. Abbot Fang Zheng is right. It is useless to argue about traditional Chinese medicine, Western medicine, and Korean medicine. Who is recognized in the world as being able to cure terminal illnesses, and who can promote the development of medicine?

It can free humans from disease."

Pu Mingdai lowered his head and listened...

At the same time, in the past few days, Fang Zheng has completely become an Internet celebrity on the Chinese Internet. News about Fang Zheng is almost everywhere. Even the News Network gave him an introduction, Yizhishan, Yizhisi.

Exposed to such a big media for the first time! When everyone saw the beautiful scenery on Yizhi Mountain, their mouths suddenly opened. This is simply a fairyland on earth!

In addition, after the news spread that Park Changming begged Fangzheng to leave a few spots for South Korea when he gave lectures, he fainted from hunger and cold several times outside, but ultimately failed.

China is shaking up and down!

"Awesome. Although Park Changming's character is not very good, his medical skills are also impressive and he is an international leader. In the end, he worked hard for so many days just for a few places. Tsk tsk... Abbot Fangzheng is so proud."

"Yes, Abbot Fangzheng is really awesome. This is what brings glory to the country."

"The most amazing thing is that after suffering so much, Abbot Fangzheng still adheres to his principles. This is the style of a master! It doesn't matter whether you are an internationally famous doctor or not, I don't care about you at all!"

"As awesome as Abbot Fangzheng is, but then again, why do I always feel that Abbot Fangzheng doesn't look like a monk? In other words, this guy is just a fake monk!"

"Well, I feel the same way. I feel like I am an unorthodox monk."


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