Saint of the Confucian way

They have run across the desert to the grassland near demon mountain.

"You guys, when things come to an end, we can only harden our heads! Plan for the worst and do our best! It's not just throwing bricks to attract jade and uniting the people as a virtual saint. How to rush to the Lord of plague should be commanded by the soldiers. We also hope that experienced predecessors who have studied medical books can make strategies for how to fight the Lord of plague."

When Fang Yun finished, everyone had different ideas. Some people thought that Fang Yun was modest and decent, knew people and made good use of them, but some people came up with another idea. Fang Yun was really smooth. In case of failure, there was an excuse not to take responsibility.

Next, Fang Yun didn't step in and let the soldiers' family and people with medical books play their strengths. He just put forward a few precautions.

As they were talking, Ji Shouyu suddenly changed his face and said loudly, "no! Use the medical book quickly! The power of the plague is coming!"

Fang Yun hurriedly looked ahead.

The grass in the wasteland is gray, but at the moment, the grass in front is withering, from gray to yellow, with a sick green. The strange yellow green is slowly advancing in all directions and will soon come to the public.

Zhang Zilong said, "it's a severe but rare plague! It's a bad thing and a good thing. It shows that although the Lord of the plague is strong, he has just been reborn, and the accumulated plague is very small, which can only affect nearby people."

Hua Yuqing looked at it carefully and said happily, "it's the same as what I thought before! The Lord of the plague came here. He died again and came back to life after several months. Now he is extremely weak. As long as we can rush to him before dawn tomorrow, we can definitely kill him!"

"Oh? You don't need special medical methods?" Fang Yun asked.

"No need! His body is still 'dead' now. Only when his strength is accumulated to a certain extent can he fully live. At that time, every plague he sends out is his part. As long as a plague force escapes, he can revive again!"

"So good!"

Hua Yuqing said, "people stop. I want to prepare medicine that can greatly weaken the 'power of plague'. However, I don't have enough medicine in my hand. Next, I'll say several Chinese medicines. Whoever has them must give them to me! Bimiao pills should be specially used in the cold ancient places."

"I have five!"

"I have two."

Fang Yun shook his head. He had the miasma pill of the Chinese family, but it was not specially for the ancient cold land.

"Well, who has the bezoar detoxification pill made by China three years ago?"

"I happen to have some here. I'm going to throw them away."

"Who has smoked demon incense? I don't have it, either."

Fang Yun said, "I have!"

After collecting the medicine, Hua Yuqing wrote some words on the paper and handed it to Zhang Zilong. He said, "brother Zhang, I heard that you have the ability to 'divide medicine'. Please decompose some of the medicine for me to refine medicine."

"Is there really such a thing?" Fang Yun looked at Zhang Zilong in surprise. Even doctors in the second territory may not be able to divide medicine. Zhang Zilong can do it only in one territory, which shows that his medical skills are very solid.

Zhang Zilong can dispense medicine now, which is basically as strange as Fang Yun's real dragon and ancient sword.

Zhang Zilong took the list, looked at it, coughed and said, "I didn't want to hide it for many days. The Chinese family still knows. But I can only do 'half solution'. Fortunately, you don't decompose the whole medicine."

Zhang Zilong opened the medical book. The medical book was illuminated and projected a three foot high three-dimensional image of the medicine tripod. Then the lid of the medicine tripod was opened to form a strong suction and decompose some of the drugs.

Then Hua Yuqing put away all the medicine and looked to Fang Yun and said, "this medicine has certain curative effect, but if you want to be stronger, I hope Fang Xusheng will give you a longevity fruit, a health fruit and two pieces of dragon snake grass."

After hearing this, Fang Yun couldn't help laughing and scolding: "well, you Hua Yuqing, it seems that you have long been eyeing my virtual holy gifts. Just, I have a lot of these things. Do you need anything else?"

"That's enough."

All the Jinshi secretly smacked their tongues. These three things are not cheap. Only the best family children can get a longevity fruit. There are two or three thousand heads of ordinary semi holy aristocratic families, but less than 30 of them can get longevity fruits, one in a hundred.

Fang Yun gave the three gods to Hua Yuqing. Hua Yuqing carefully took out a porcelain bottle and opened it. A sea smell spread. A drop of shark like blood flew out of the mouth of the bottle, but was pressed back into the bottle by invisible force.

Zhang Zilong suddenly realized and said, "this is the painstaking work of the great demon king of the shark family. It has miraculous effects on various epidemics. Yuqing, you are really willing."

"My life is dying. I don't care about this."

Hua Yuqing quickly prepared the medicine and gave it to more than 300 Jinshi.

Soon after taking the medicine, the plague hit, and the grass under everyone's feet completely changed color.

Most people immediately have various subtle symptoms, such as fever, cough, sweating, etc., but these symptoms are very light for ordinary people and can be completely ignored for Jinshi.

Doctors have medical books to protect their bodies, and there is no disease. Those who have met Diluo with Fang Yun have no disease. As for Fang Yun, he is lively and has no difference.

A new scholar in Qiguo suddenly said, "there is a slight illusion in front of me, but it won't affect my fight!"

Zhang Zilong said, "this symptom is very normal. The strongest power of the Lord of plague is plague. The second is to use the power of plague to invade others' bodies and control others. Naturally, he is also proficient in magic."

"Since the power of the powerful plague Lord has been restrained to such an extent by only drugs, it shows that he is extremely weak now. We must be able to kill him!"

Everyone was overjoyed, as if they saw the dawn of victory.

Fang Yun looked at Ji Shouyu, but found that his face was more dignified and silent. If he only looked at his expression, it would be even more serious than knowing that the Lord of the plague was there at that time.

Fang Yun was frightened.

However, Fang Yun did not remind others that if they found out, there was no chance of winning the next battle.

Fang Yun stopped talking and quietly listened to the soldiers' Jinshi discuss with the middle-aged Jinshi. Finally, they deduced the possible fighting methods of the enemy and gave several solutions, even accurate to what everyone should do at what time.

After discussing the countermeasures, Fang Yun said, "please recite the Countermeasures in your heart word by word."

The scholars were stunned, and then recited the finalized plan silently in their hearts according to what Fang Yun said.

Fang Yun also silently recited the battle plan in his heart, and then quickly recited it again.

When everyone had finished reciting silently, Ji Zhibai suddenly said, "I heard him say 'details determine success or failure, character determines destiny' in class with Fang Xusheng a few days ago. Today I know why he has this understanding. Fang Xusheng is not perfect, but he has been changing in the right direction."

"Brother Ji has been praised too much." Fang Yunke said.

"Tell the truth."

The two smiled at each other, which meant that they lost their gratitude and hatred when they met.

"There are demons in front." sun Renbing said.

The dark demon man came from the front like a wave.