"I have less than three years to live..."

Yang was stunned for a moment. Obviously, he did not expect that this saint of the Shanghai Sect had reached the point where he could realize life and death. "I have been reading Buddhist scriptures recently and know that the so-called practitioners or monks in ancient times could foresee the time of death. I don't expect that Mr. Chen also reached this state and is worthy of being the saint of Xinglin!"

Chen Lianfang smiled and shook his head at Yang Meng, "I have not practiced martial arts as profound as Mr. Xiao Yang in my life, but I finally have some experience in medicine. Combined with decades of health-preserving qi, it is a different path to reflect on the martial arts. Only by estimating the degree of physical decay..."

Yang Meng nodded and said with some admiration: "A path of martial arts emphasizes the study of the mystery of the world hidden in the human body in order to control muscles, bones, internal organs, even blood and even hair. Only by stepping into the subtle can we achieve the so-called wonderful realm of knowing the past from the changes in the skin pores and even the surrounding environment. Only in this way can we break the illusion and see the world and evolve martial arts into Taoism. Mr. Chen can start from the medical arts and speculate on life and death based on the changes in the internal organs and even the blood of the body. This itself has reached the realm of Taoism!"

"Whether martial arts or Taoism, when I met Mr. Yang today, I realized that what the medical books on the alchemy scriptures are indeed true. I also thought about whether I could openly and discuss the production of secret medicines and how to resolve the poisons of medicine..."

Looking at Yang Meng's eyes sincere, Chen Lianfang simply opened the truth and said his purpose of inviting him to come.

Yang Meng was slightly stunned, and then asked in confusion: "I have a little bit of knowledge about the production of the secret medicine of Wumen, but I don't know what Mr. Chen said about the poison of medicine, and I can't talk about the method of resolving poison of medicine!"

Chen Lianfang nodded and sighed and said, "The so-called secret medicines of Wumen are mostly made of ointments, pills and patches, which have the wonderful uses of quickly promoting blood circulation, removing blood stasis, relieving pain and anti-inflammatory. However, although the effect of the medicine is magical, most of the medicinal materials used are tiger and wolf medicines. If prepared or used all year round, there will inevitably be excess medicinal properties that penetrate into the skin bloodline. It is a medicine poison. I have made countless secret medicines over the years. Even if there is a Taoist health method, it is gradually unable to suppress the medicine poison in the body. In the past two years, it has gradually declined..."

Yang Meng's pupils shrank slightly. Obviously, he had never heard such a novel statement. Just seeing Chen Lianfang's solemn matter, he believed it three times in his heart, "That's it. Why not listen to Mr. Chen's pulse first?"

Chen Lianfang nodded with a smile, then extended his left arm to Yang Meng.

Yang Meng gently rolled up his cuffs and waved to Huo Yuanjia in the distance, then gently placed his three fingers on Old Chen's pulse door, closed his eyes and felt his blood throbbing and breathing in his chest and abdomen.

Although Chen Lianfang was over 60 years old, his face was red, his breathing sounded like a gentle breeze and drizzle, and there was a long and continuous smell. However, when Yang Mengjing calmed down and penetrated the dark energy into the skin on his fingertips, he suddenly heard a slight sound of stopping in his ears.

“Huh?”

Since Yang Meng became a master of boxing, he has gone to seclusion in Longhua Temple to understand the future. Although he has not yet made up his mind about what Buddhism says about the knowledge of the past, his listening to the power and perception has gradually exceeded the limits of human beings.

Although he could not feel the specific organs accumulated in the body through Chen Lianfang's pulse, he could feel the stagnant, soft and lazy pulse in the entrance of Chen Lianfang's vein through the hidden force that penetrated his fingertips. Combined with his experience in studying medicine in the pharmacy, he responded to the signs of poisoning that Chen Lianfang said.

"You can sense the decline of qi and blood in your body, and the fatal crisis in your body that has accumulated medicine and poison for many years, but there is no specific method to solve the horror between life and death. This is the same as when I can see that there is a way to protect the elixir in Chinese martial arts, but I can't find my true direction..."

When he first learned Chinese art, he just wanted to survive in troubled times. After understanding the magic, Yang Meng gradually realized the so-called "martial arts can promote human body evolution" in later generations, which was obviously not groundless.

Such a magical ability of Chen Lianfang to predict the death period is like the so-called sincere understanding of the gods in the martial arts sect. The saying that one can understand fate and even sentient beings is by no means a mirror, water and moon, but a real trace to follow.

Perhaps the classics of Buddhism and Taoism will deliberately cover this ability with a mysterious color, and use the practice terms of clouds and mountains to hide the clues. But just like the "true teachings in one sentence, false teachings, and thousands of books" that I often heard people say when I learned art, as long as I find the key to how to analyze this somewhat magical perception, I can break the bad habits in the martial arts world, and then the advanced inheritance after the magic of martial arts can be fully conveyed and spread it more widely.

In other words, in the eyes of ordinary people, Yang Meng's current state is a master-level figure who is so powerful that he is a powerful person who exceeds the limits of human beings.

Huo Yuanjia walked over carefully. Although his breathing made his lungs feel stuffy, which had always been weak, for a master like him who has achieved success in swallowing air, it was not enough to affect the normal movement of his body.

Yang Meng and Chen Lianfang looked like two physical Buddhas, quietly motionless in the sunlight, looking like they had entered an enlightenment, but for some reason they faintly exuded a hint of Nirvana. "Huh? This genius doctor Chen also seems to have a chronic disease. The heavy dusk aura emitted between them was almost all emitted by him..."

Although this statement sounds a bit idealistic, when martial arts practice reaches the realm of Taoism, the wonderful perception ability is obviously impossible to explain to ordinary people. As a martial arts master who evolves his body to a certain level, he also cannot but associate those magical things with people or things in reality.

"Old Chen's pulse is indeed signs of poisoning, but there are no specific symptoms of poisoning. Yang Meng is not allowed to enter now, but I believe that as long as you find the method of raising the virility to form a pill, you can find a way to relieve the poison of the medicine on Mr. Chen. Compared to Mr. Chen, this senior brother Huo has also heard that he has always had chronic diseases in his lungs. Please ask the old man to check his pulse first, and then talk with Yang Meng about his situation. How to explain it from the perspectives of medical skills and martial arts..."

Chen Lianfang smiled and reached out to Huo Yuanjia's pulse. Although his speed seemed slow, his waving hand and fingering were full of Taoist freedom.

Huo Yuanjia smiled bitterly, stretched out his arm in great cooperation, and sent it under Chen Lianfang's finger.

He knew that Yang Meng was also looking for medical treatment for his lung disease in disguise, but the so-called long-term illness became a doctor. His disease is now deeply rooted, and it may be really difficult to cure it after thinking about it.

"I didn't expect that Master Huo's martial arts are sophisticated. But his internal organs are still above me. Judging from Master Huo's expression, he may have practiced the martial arts sect's Qi swallowing technique and failed to obtain the method. The accumulated illness caused by years of illness. If it is said that it is to be cured, there is a method to find. But if it is cured, I am afraid that I will not be able to fight against life and death in the future..."

Huo Yuanjia's brows moved, obviously not expecting that Chen Lianfang could really cure his lung disease. But when he heard that he could no longer fight with others, he unconsciously pulled his arm back without any trace.

"Although Yuan Jia has been kind to others in recent years, he will inevitably have a fight of intention in the world. Even if Yuan Jia is willing to exchange his martial arts for a healthy body or even retire from the world, he has no disciple who can really stand up for his appearance and will eventually be beaten to death in the boxing ring..."

Yang Meng raised his eyebrows and looked at the yellow-faced tiger with a helpless and sick look. Although he wanted to support his appearance, he was unable to speak in the end.

It’s not that the two of them are not in a good relationship, but that after they reach the master’s realm, the reputation of the entire sect is maintained on themselves. If the disciples personally support the master and fight back the challengers one by one, they will naturally be able to preserve the reputation of the sect and even the life of the master. If they keep fighting for Huo Yuanjia, even if they have no worries about their lives, over time, they may have completely destroyed the reputation of him and the entire Mitsuzu Fist.

This practice of using disciples to replace masters is a bad habit that has been passed down in the martial arts world for thousands of years, but it is also a rule that maintains the continuous inheritance of the Wumen for thousands of years. Even Yang Meng is now capable of being a god, he does not dare to take the blame for the world and ignore the side effects of this reputation and honor.

Chen Lianfang nodded in understanding and did not express any objection to Huo Yuanjia's actions. After pondering for a quarter of an hour, he suddenly raised his head in surprise, "Master Huo's chronic illness is probably not a small amount of medicine in recent years, but why did I only hear the pulse of lung disease but not feel the poison of the medicine?"

"kindness?"

Yang Meng exhaled softly, but his hand was already on Huo Yuanjia's pulse door like lightning. After a long period of silence, he slowly let out a long breath, "I think I know how to relieve the poison in Mr. Chen's body!"

Chen Lianfang and Huo Yuanjia had a pair of eyes wide open. They looked at Yang Meng, who had a trace of sweat oozing out of his forehead in disbelief, and said in unison: "Please teach me Mr. Yang (junior brother)!"

Yang Meng nodded, thought about it in his heart, and then opened his mouth and said, "Although Brother Huo was unable to swallow qi when he was young, he left a chronic disease in his lung disease, it was also because of the improvement of the method of swallowing qi that made the qi and blood and bone marrow vital, and it continuously digested and decomposed the medicine poison and lesions accumulated in the lungs. Although it could not be cured, it was wonderfully achieved a balance. Therefore, if Mr. Chen wants to relieve the medicine poison in his body, he still needs to start with the Taoist health-preserving Qi swallowing method that you have been practicing..."

Chen Lianfang's eyes lit up and he said without hesitation: "Mr. Xiao Yang said this is right. If it weren't for this health-preserving qi method, I'm afraid the poison on my body had already eroded my whole body. I just don't know how to start with the health-preserving qi method?"

"The reason why traditional Chinese medicine has lasted for thousands of years is to treat patients in the human body from the root, while Western medicine starts from the lesion itself and the onset. Since Mr. Chen advocates the combination of traditional Chinese and Western medicine, it is better to learn how to swallow qi and nourish the internal organs and start from the liver. Although it cannot be cured, it can become like Senior Brother Huo, and temporarily achieve a balance in the body!"

Seeing Yang Meng talking, Chen Lianfang felt a little convinced, "I have always been in good health and qi training, but I have never been as specialized in practicing internal organs and bones as the Wumen method of swallowing Qi. After Mr. Xiao Yang said this, he felt like he was enlightened. It is worthy of being a master's method. The differences and advantages and disadvantages between traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine can be seen more thoroughly than many Xinglin's wonderful hands..."

Yang Meng smiled slightly, pulled Huo Yuanjia and sat down, then said with a serious expression: "Old Chen founded the General Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine and the Women's School of Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine. This is a good thing that benefits the country and the people. Whenever Yang Meng thinks of this, he feels that we should do our best. If Mr. Chen doesn't object, I want to add a year of medical care courses for the students of the Art Academy, but I don't know..."

Chen Lianfang held Yang Meng's hand excitedly and laughed, "I asked Mr. Xiao Yang to come here for this reason. With Mr. Xiao Yang's words, wouldn't it be better to follow the orthopedic branch and establish the United Women's School of Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine..." (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better and faster!

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