"Ah?" Yan Song was stunned when he heard this. He lowered his head and looked at his hand. The skin had rotted away, exposing the flesh and blood inside.
"Dad, your neck..."
Yan Jiayong was completely stunned. With Yan Song's movements, almost all the exposed parts were covered with flesh and blood, and the clothes on his body gradually became wet. Yan Song touched the clothes, and his hands were suddenly filled with blood.
"What...is going on?"
Yan Song panicked for a moment. He had at least seven or eight ulcers and bleeding all over his body, but he didn't feel the slightest pain...
He reacted immediately, it was Lin Zichen's poison!
"Quick, drive back!"
The driver didn't even know what happened, but Yan Song told him that he had to turn around. Yan Jiayong was so anxious that he burst into tears: "Dad, nothing will happen to you, don't scare me..."
"Now I can only go back to Mr. Kong's villa. It must be that boy's poison. I didn't expect him to be able to prepare such a sophisticated poison. I really underestimated him."
As Yan Song spoke, his strength had become weak, and he was bleeding all over his body. He looked as if his whole body was rotten.
"Hurry, drive faster," Yan Jiayong no longer had the same smile as before. Seeing Yan Song's change, he was so frightened that he cried and roared, "Dad, hold on..."
The car drove back at a speed of two hundred kilometers per hour, but it was already too far away. No matter how fast it was, it was impossible to go back in an instant. This time had already exceeded the attack time of Baihuatian poisonous poison, which was one hour.
I don't know which nameless road I was driving on, but Yan Jiayong's frantic cry came out, Yan Song, the king of Chinese medicine, died!
Kong Wanchuan Villa, study room.
Lin Zichen raised his eyebrows slightly and sneered. Yan Song is dead. The medicinal properties of the Baihua Tian Poison Gu cannot be cured by even the King of Medicine. This is why it can be called an incurable poison.
Gu is different from poison. After the person who refines the vood casts the vood, there will be voodoo essence left in his hand. Then he can sense the reaction of the person who was poisoned and even where he is. This is the control of the vood.
At this moment, Lin Zichen has been pinching a piece of black withered grass in his hand. This is the poisonous essence of the Baihuatian poisonous poison. Therefore, he can naturally feel Yan Song's reaction, including turning back to the Yuehua Villa area on the way, and also including the poisonous poison.
The complete disappearance of the sense of essence is a sign that Yan Song is dead.
Seeing Lin Zichen's reaction, Kong Wanchuan said: "Zichen, are you... feeling uncomfortable?"
When he asked, Huo Qing and Wu Shuang'er also became nervous.
"Zi Chen, what's wrong with you?"
"Master, is it that Gui Men San?"
Lin Zichen shook his head and immediately exhaled: "No, it's just... Yan Song should be dead."
"Already dead?" several people exclaimed at the same time.
"Would you know if he died?" Kong Wanchuan pondered for a while and then said, "Zichen, could it be that you... were poisoned?"
Kong Wanchuan had a certain understanding of voodoos. Although he did not know how to refine voodoos, he had also solved them, including driving them away for Wu Shuang'er. After contacting Lin Zichen who had visited Wu Village some time ago, he came to this conclusion.
Lin Zichen nodded: "Teacher, you are right. This poison is extremely poisonous. It seems that in the future, unless it is absolutely necessary, we really need to avoid touching these poisonous poisons less."
Kong Wanchuan sighed and said: "Forget it, I think you have a lot of trouble with Yan Song's son. Even if he doesn't die, he will definitely make things difficult for you in the future, not to mention this is a medicine fight, life and death are determined by destiny!"
Hearing this, Lin Zichen felt warm in his heart and said: "Teacher, thank you for your understanding. I hurt Senior Brother Du He earlier, please punish me."
"I already know about that matter. Wang Yu told me the whole process. I don't blame you. Du He, Bai Changjie and Wen Tao have a very good relationship. They can be considered affectionate and righteous to be here today, but if they provoke you, they will be hurt."
, it can only mean that they are not good at their studies, Zichen, don’t be burdened with this matter."
"Yes, teacher," Lin Zichen bowed slightly and said, "By the way, teacher, why did Jingyuetang come to you this time? It seems that I still want to ask for help from you."
"Haha, Zichen, have you ever heard of the Dao Discussion Conference?" Kong Wanchuan said.
"Congress on Taoism..." Lin Zichen thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Zichen has never heard of it. Is there such a thing as Taoism in today's society?"
Huo Qing said: "Yes, I only know about swordsmanship in Huashan, but I don't know about Taoism..."
Kong Wanchuan laughed: "Haha, the Dao Discussion Conference is the Huashan Sword Discussion in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. In the world of Chinese medicine, a Dao Discussion Conference is held every two years. This conference is a competition of traditional Chinese medicine."
Lin Zichen nodded slowly: "I see, then Yan Song came here just to join forces with the teacher?"
"Haha, although I don't belong to any sect, I will still give three points of praise in the world, so they invited me to be the highest judge. In recent years, for the development of my disciples, I also sent Wen Tao to participate in the Tao Discussion Conference. Last time
The results are pretty good.”
"Then Jingyuetang came to the teacher for help. I hope the teacher can favor them!" Lin Zichen said.
"Yes, Yan Song is participating in this Dao Discussion Conference at Jingyue Hall. I hope I can give him some face and help him get into the top three, so that he can get the reward."
"Oh? Haha, it turns out it's for rewards, but a traditional Chinese medicine sect like Jingyuetang shouldn't be short of money, so why are you so coveting rewards?" Lin Zichen said.
"That's natural. Not to mention these Chinese medicine sects, even some famous Chinese medicine doctors will not be short of money, so the reward is naturally not money, but a magic weapon. Some Chinese medicine practitioners in the world have entered martial arts, so
Then he regards the magic weapon as the most precious treasure."
Lin Zichen was stunned, magical weapons? He did know something about magical weapons. Even masters like Daoxuan Tianzun would sometimes use the power of magical weapons in battles, which fully shows the power and value of magical weapons.
"Teacher, what magic weapon will the third place get?"
"Condensing Soul Needle! According to legend, the Condensing Soul Technique is an ancient medical technique. When a patient is terminally ill, even if the soul has been separated from the body, the Soul Condensing Technique can be used to gather the soul back. Later, the miracle doctor who knew this Soul Condensing Technique would inject his thoughts into it.
The needle body is used to create a soul-condensing needle. Using this kind of needle to perform acupuncture will have the effect of bringing the dead back to life. Of course, these are all legends. We should respect science now, but sometimes... there are still some things that science cannot explain.
.”
After Kong Wanchuan finished speaking, Lin Zichen was immersed in the legend of the Soul Condensation Needle. Let’s not talk about whether this Soul Condensation Technique exists, but the legend of this magical needle is indeed interesting, and his recent practice of Chinese medicine is even more interesting.
Obsessed, and even more interested in it.
"Then the teacher didn't agree to them?" Lin Zichen asked.
Kong Wanchuan said with a smile: "That's natural. I, Kong Wanchuan, am not interested in profit. No matter how old and foolish I am, I will not do anything that would put my life at risk. If word gets out that I, Kong Wanchuan, cheated, haha, I am afraid that all my achievements in this life will be wiped out.
"
"Hey, Wen Tao is no longer my student. It seems that I have nothing to do with the Taoism Conference this year. I just want to be a judge and see what other Chinese medicine wizards China has produced."
As he said this, Kong Wanchuan showed a hint of loneliness.
Lin Zichen thought for a while: "Teacher, maybe I... can give it a try."
Kong Wanchuan looked at Lin Zichen and finally shook his head: "Zi Chen, I see your strength, but the Taoism Conference is not about you and Yan Song fighting for medicine. The Taoism Conference has its own special rules. You just entered my sect,
Many Chinese medicine theories are not solid enough, and it may be really dangerous to participate rashly. Today's medicine battle is just the tip of the iceberg compared to the Dao Discussion Conference!"
Lin Zichen nodded: "Yes, teacher, I will continue to supplement the theoretical knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine in the future."
Lin Zichen has always been humble and serious about learning. He believes in his teacher's words. The reason why Chinese medicine has been passed down for thousands of years is precisely because it is all-encompassing and profound. This Chinese Medicine Discussion Conference may not be as simple as he imagined.
What's more, there are indeed many things going on here, including Shuang'er's ice silkworm Gu, Tianzhou's pharmaceutical company, and Lan Songxuan's test. Now is really not the time to think about other things.
"Well, Zichen, your attitude towards learning is very good. This is the prerequisite for success. In three months, there will be a conference on Taoism, which will be held in Dongjiang Province, but it will not be in Tianzhou, but in Lanshan City.
When the time comes, my teacher will naturally take you to take a look."
"Yes, teacher, but Zichen doesn't know who organized such a conference. The scale is comparable to the official one. I'm afraid it will cost a lot." Lin Zichen asked.
Kong Wanchuan nodded: "Yes, there are not many forces that can hold such a grand conference. It is a highly regarded sect and sacred hall in the world of traditional Chinese medicine."
Shentang! Such a domineering name. Although Lin Zichen had never heard of it, he seemed to be able to feel the power of this sect.
To dare to be called a god, if the person in charge is not crazy, he must have extraordinary abilities. Judging from the ability to hold a large-scale conference like the Taoism Conference, the Shentang is not simple.
In the next few days, Lin Zichen continued to learn Chinese medicine knowledge from Kong Wanchuan. Not only did he make progress in theory, but he also made considerable breakthroughs in the combination of elixirs and Chinese medicine.
He decided that he must communicate more with Zhou Xiaotong in the future. After all, as a manager of a pharmaceutical factory, she should not only know nursing and simple medical knowledge, but also know about traditional Chinese medicine.
During this period, Wu Shuang'er's condition improved a lot, most of the extremely cold air in her body was driven away, her meridians also recovered a lot, and she was basically ready to try elixir treatment.
Lin Zichen calculated the time, and it was time to go back, so he decided to bid farewell to Mr. Kong.
Although Kong Wanchuan was reluctant to give up, he also knew that Lin Zichen was not one of his students. He still had many important things to do in Tianzhou, so he did not try to persuade him to stay. He just hoped that he would come to Yanjing to visit him often.
Lin Zichen naturally agreed. Apart from Daoxuan Tianzun, Kong Wanchuan was his only teacher. Like a father, he would definitely not allow himself to become an unscrupulous person.
Huo Qing booked the air tickets for the day, and the three of them left the Yuehua Villa area directly. In a red Bentley on the roadside, a young man looked at Lin Zichen and the others fiercely.
"Lin Zichen, I will remember everything you do, and it will all come back!" Huang Wentao said, stubbing out the cigar in his hand, as if he had killed Lin Zichen with his own hands...