kingnovel Chapter 486: Terribly strong
Chapter 486: Terribly strong
Chapter 486 Terribly Strong
Ye Changqing was shocked when he heard this. He had experienced the accident where a building blocked the entrance to Shajing Village and hunted down his entire family.
He fears danger the most.
But now the master actually said that there are difficulties at every step, disasters every day, and enemies all over the world!
He said almost without thinking: "Master, don't worry.
I will do this in the most discreet way possible."
Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that Ma Hengdao had seen his ring.
Not only Ma Hengdao, but others also knew that he was wearing the engraved dragon ring.
A secret in the world is no longer a secret once it is known to a second person, but his is no different from being known to everyone.
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt the hairs on his body stand up: "Master, you should have told me about this ring earlier.
This ring could put more than just me in danger.
My whole family could be in danger.”
Wu Dingbang shook his head slightly: "The owner of the Chiseled Dragon Ring cannot bring any danger.
The power of the reunited Zulong is so terrifying that his enemies will be unable to sleep or eat, so Zulong is reunited.
That is the most dangerous!"
Ye Changqing shook his head: "I don't believe that no one has come up with the idea of killing risks in the cradle.
Kill the master of the Chiseled Dragon Ring.
No one will be able to gather the Zhuanlong Organization anymore."
Wu Dingbang's eyes suddenly became sharp: "Maybe a small number of people would think so.
They might come and kill you, or even your family.
But I'm here, who dares?
I am only bound by my vows.
It’s not that I can’t lift the knife anymore!”
The laziness and casualness in Wu Dingbang disappeared, replaced by tyranny and murderousness.
It was as if the old man just now disappeared.
At this time, it has completely turned into a bloodthirsty beast.
Danger!
Ye Changqing's hair stood on end and he looked at his master in surprise.
This was the first time he had seen his master in such a state since he met him.
Very strong!
Terribly strong! After Ye Changqing was surprised, a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Master, I feel relieved with your words."
With his family under the protection of the master, he can do anything with peace of mind.
Wu Dingbang nodded: "Although I am old, I am still an old dog guarding the house.
Still capable of doing the job.
Just do your thing.
You don’t have to worry about things at home.”
Ye Changqing was overjoyed when he heard this: "Thank you, Master."
Wu Dingbang hummed and said, "I also accepted five apprentices, although they did not successfully pass the test.
But as your helper, it is still possible.
You can ask them to help you revitalize traditional Chinese medicine.
After arranging for a Chinese medicine practitioner, you can go and reunite with the Zuanlong Organization."
Ye Changqing smiled even more happily, thinking that if his senior brothers had the same abilities as him.
Having them join us is like adding wings to a tiger.
"Thank you, master."
Wu Dingbang shook his hand: "Don't be so polite.
I give you everything I have.
You are another younger version of Wu Dingbang.
The older Wu Dingbang can die, but the younger version must live.
You are the hope.
Do something small and don’t thank me.”
Ye Changqing felt a little uncomfortable when he saw that his master was speaking seriously. Today, his master kept showing a side of him that he was not familiar with.
It made him feel unfamiliar.
But at the same time, my blood is boiling.
This feeling was very strange. Seven or eight thoughts flashed through his mind as he tried to adapt to his master's new face.
Suddenly a light flashed in my mind.
He thought of the five brothers his master had mentioned: “Master, you said those five disciples did not complete their mission.
But I am sure that before me, no one has come to look for the successor of the Eight Schools of Medicine."
Just when the master told him that all five disciples had failed in their mission, he went to collect medical books and inheritances from the eight medical schools.
No clues were found.
This is not normal.
Wu Dingguo said to Cheng Liangpeng beside him, "Explain it to him."
Cheng Liangpeng nodded and handed a cup of tea to Wu Dingbang with both hands: "Have some tea, I'll talk to him slowly."
Wu Dingbang pointed at the table with his chin. Cheng Liangpeng understood and gently placed the teacup on the table closest to Wu Dingbang.
Ye Changqing saw this scene clearly. It was the first time he saw Cheng Liangpeng treat someone with such respect.
He became even more curious about his master's past.
I decided to find an opportunity to ask.
When Cheng Liangpeng faced Ye Changqing, his expression became much calmer: "The five of them are not on the mission of the Eight Medical Sects."
Ye Changqing suddenly became interested: "What is their mission?"
Cheng Liangpeng smiled and said, "The five of us have different missions. Let me tell you one first. I have a disciple named Zhang Yifan, and his mission is farming~"
农？
Ye Changqing was stunned when he heard this, he was originally a farmer.
Cheng Liangpeng only mentioned the word "agriculture," which made him think a lot. According to his experience in completing task lists, could it be that agriculture also has its own sects?
He suddenly became interested and stared at Cheng Liangpeng and asked, "Is there still a farming family?"
Cheng Liangpeng smiled and said, "Have you heard of the upper nine classes and the lower nine classes?"
Ye Changqing shook his head. He knew that the upper nine classes probably referred to people with high social status, while the lower nine classes referred to people with low social status.
He didn't understand what it was specifically.
Cheng Liangpeng smiled and said, "The upper nine classes refer to the first-class Buddha, the second-class immortal, the third-class emperor, the fourth-class official, the fifth-class distillery, the sixth-class pawnshop, the seventh-class merchant, the eighth-class guest, and the ninth-class farmland.
These nine fields refer to the farming community.”
Ye Changqing suddenly realized: "So the farming sect is also divided into eight factions?"
Cheng Liangpeng shook his head. "Why are we divided into factions? In the south, we grow rice, in the north, we grow wheat, and further north, we graze cattle. Those who live by the mountains eat from the mountains, and those who live by the sea fish.
I don't want to say more. I'll send you Zhang Yifan's information and you can find them yourself."
As he spoke, he took out his cell phone and sent a message directly to Ye Changqing.
Then he put away his phone and said, “I’ve given you the information.
It's up to you. "
Ye Changqing didn't look at his phone: "I have to settle the successors of the eight medical schools first.
I would like to classify the eight schools of medicine into one.
Become a Huitong faction."
Having said that, he looked at his master, wanting to see his reaction.
Wu Dingbang frowned, as if he was thinking, and did not speak for a long time.
Cheng Liangpeng said: "You are equivalent to destroying the other seven sects.
The eight schools each have their own strengths and flourish.
Classified into one school.
Is this a step backward or a step forward?!"
The problem raised by Cheng Liangpeng.
This was exactly what Ye Changqing was worried about. He felt it necessary to ask his master for his opinion: "Master, do you think so too?"
Wu Dingbang said with a serious expression: "This is a big matter, it concerns the medical skills that have been passed down by our ancestors for hundreds or even thousands of years.
But we cannot remain unchanged. The decline of traditional Chinese medicine proves that the current situation is not acceptable.
As the saying goes, when you are poor, you must change, and when you change, you will succeed.
No matter what, change first.
I support you, just go for it!"
Ye Changqing nodded: "Well, I think so too, but as long as you do it, there will be mistakes. For example, other sects of the medical sect disappear.
This responsibility is too great, and I am afraid of being cursed for the rest of my life.
Become a sinner of traditional Chinese medicine."
Wu Dingbang said in a shocked voice: "No one can see the future clearly.
It's you who is doing the work now, just do it.
It was done, and traditional Chinese medicine rose again.
Even if you can't do it, you have tried your best.
As for the charges and infamy.
I'll carry it, I asked you to do this!"
Ye Changqing felt warm in his heart. Only his father could treat him like this.
Now there is one more person in the world.
But he would not let his master take the blame: "Master, I'm just scared.
worry.
But I will never shirk responsibility. If it doesn't work out, I'll take the blame myself."
Cheng Liangpeng watched the master and apprentice chatting quietly, and saw that both of them were vying to take the blame.
The corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.
Ye Changqing chatted with his master for a long time, all about the integration of the eight medical schools. After more than two hours, he finally called Tang Zhongzhong over and said, "Master, I have accepted an apprentice.
I have things to do when I get home, so you can teach me medicine first."
Wu Dingbang looked Tang Zhongzhong up and down, then asked coldly, "Are you afraid of death?"
Tang Zhongzhong's face changed drastically when he was asked this question, especially Wu Dingguo's eyes, which had a chilling chill.
He didn't even dare to meet Wu Dingbang's eyes. He stared at the table and asked in a low voice, "Is it dangerous?"
Wu Dingbang said coldly: "Danger!
It’s very dangerous!” Tang Zhongzhong turned to look at Ye Changqing: “Master, you can let me suffer.
It’s okay for me to work hard.
But I don’t want to die.”
Ye Changqing was speechless. It was obvious that his master was just trying to scare him. He waved his hand and said, "Stay here first. Take a look at the Qianjin School's books first. If you have any questions, ask me."
Ye Changqing waited for Tang Zhongzhong to leave, then asked Wu Dingbang, "Master, if you don't want to teach me, just say so.
Why scare him?"
Wu Dingbang said coldly: "You should teach your own disciples yourself.
Otherwise, don't accept disciples!"
Ye Changqing thought about it and said, "I know. I'll teach him myself."
After saying that, he waved and left.
Walking out of the Shangpin Club, standing in the square, I looked at the crowds of people on the street.
It's like an eternity.
It felt like everything I experienced on the ninth floor was like a dream.
If I hadn't been in jail, I would have learned medicine and martial arts from my master.
He may live an ordinary life, just like a pedestrian on the road, going to work and taking care of children.
But now he has to experience another life.
And this kind of life is dangerous.
He likes peace and quiet, and hates experiencing danger the most.
But when I think back to the doctors in the hospital, they lied to me that the students were sick and needed surgery, but in fact they wanted to dig out the students' organs.
When he thought of Hua Wangfeng's mastery of the Jufang School's peerless medical skills, the three next generations of the Hua family were unwilling to inherit them.
When he recalled that the Fang family locked the prescription for curing diseases and saving lives in a safe, they were unwilling to take it out to save people.
When he remembered the list of killed Chinese medicine doctors under the statue of the evil god of Japan.
He suddenly became determined about his future direction.
No matter how dangerous the future is, he is willing to contribute to the rise of traditional Chinese medicine.
Fight once.
With a firm direction in mind, he walked much more easily.
I glanced at my watch and drove to the Entrepreneurship Building.
Entrepreneurship Building, opposite the coffee shop.
Jin Yurong held the spoon in her gloved hands and stirred the coffee gently.
The spoon made a crisp sound when it touched the coffee cup.
An hour passed, the coffee had long gone cold, and Ye Changchang was nowhere to be seen.
Two hours passed, and she gradually lost her patience. Her hand gripping the spoon gradually tightened.
The spoon is twisted and deformed.
But Ye Changqing still didn't come.
Just when she was about to stand up and leave, a car suddenly drove over from a distance and stopped in front of the Entrepreneurship Building.
The car door opens.
A man walked down.
It’s Ye Changqing!
Jin Yurong stood up suddenly, and the rattan chair with a semicircular backrest fell to the ground due to her violent movement.
She didn't bother to pick up the rattan chair, and quickly walked out of the coffee shop and towards Ye Changqing.