"How can this be? Even with the Plague Worm, it shouldn't be like this. " Hua Yuqing said.
Zhang Zilong slowly opened the medical book and saw green marks on the edge of the first page of the Plague Chapter. The green marks were like tiny ants slowly eating away at the pages, causing the pages to shrink rapidly.
A few people who studied medicine took a step back in fright.
"This … this is the Divine Devour! Only after comprehending the edge of the Divine Path will there be a small chance of activating this power. Only after becoming a Half-saint can one truly master this power. Any enemy who is attacked by the complete power of the Divine Path will be devoured by the Divine Devour without the protection of the Divine Path! "
"The Lord of Plague's power is still limited, so it chose to devour Zhang Zilong's medical book. If it is stronger, it will devour Zhang Zilong's literature palace!"
"At most 15 minutes, all of Zhang Zilong's medical books will be devoured! This means that as long as the Way of Plague does not collapse or is not suppressed by the School of Medicine, Zhang Zilong will not be able to use the devoured contents. He will never be able to learn this knowledge, let alone use it. Even if he leaves the Hunting Island alive, he can only study medicine again and learn those unorthodox medical skills that he has never come into contact with before. "
"Ah? Doesn't that mean his path to the Divine Path is cut off? "
"You can say that. Unless he can use the power of the Divine Path to clear the medical book before it is devoured. "
"Can the Divine Blood do it?"
"Of course."
Many Grand Scholars looked at Fang Yun. Fang Yun did not say anything. He casually tossed a drop of golden demon saint's blood into Zhang Zilong's medical book.
"Boom …"
There was a strange explosion, and invisible waves of air spread in all directions. The strong wind forced the people nearby to retreat.
Time seemed to have reversed on the medical book. The green Plague Power slowly retreated, and the pages that were devoured slowly recovered.
Not long after, the green Plague Power was forced out of the medical book. It tried to continue attacking Zhang Zilong, but it was completely destroyed by the medical book that had absorbed the Half-saint's blood.
Zhang Zilong was already in despair. He did not expect the medical book to come back to life.
"Thank you, Fang Xusheng!" Zhang Zilong was extremely grateful.
"Brother Zilong, there's no need to be so courteous. If we die in the Hunting Grounds, the Lord of Pestilence will benefit from our Sacred Blood. If we make it out alive, a drop of Sacred Blood can save a medical genius, a future great medical scholar. It will be a profit for us humans. "After Fang Yun finished speaking, he continued to study the medical books.
"As expected of Xusheng, you always look at problems from the perspective of the human race! If it were anyone else, who would be willing to use their sacred blood to save a Grand Scholar? "
"Sigh, being together with Fang Xusheng. There can always be benefits. In the Holy Ground, many people had walked to the seventh corridor of the Comet Corridor. Not only had they not been killed by the evil dragons on the Dragon Platform, but they had also obtained some unknown power. Zhang Zilong's medical book has been infused with Sacred Blood, and its power has increased by at least ten percent. Originally, only Great Confucian scholars were willing to spend Sacred Blood to strengthen their medical books! "
"Zilong, what did you see in the Plague Mist?" Hua Yuqing asked.
Hence … Zhang Zilong then explained what he had seen and analyzed in the medical book.
"The power of the Lord of Plague contains an extremely strong aura of hostility and a thick aura of death. It is rumored that he slaughtered hundreds of millions of enemy tribes and humans in the Demon Realm in order to strengthen the power of the plague. It seems that it is true. Also … "
Fang Yun was multitasking. While listening to Zhang Zilong's description, he continued to flip through the books in the World of Strange Books, looking for a better way to deal with the characteristics described by Zhang Zilong.
Time passed by minute by minute, and there were still fifteen minutes until noon. Fang Yun suddenly stood up and looked at the mountainside of the Demon Mountain.
Everyone was originally preparing to escape from the Demon Mountain, but when they saw Fang Yun stand up. They immediately looked at him.
"Fang Xusheng, what are you …"
Fang Yundao: "Zilong, you just said that if there is a medical phenomenon, it can cure most of the plague power?"
Zhang Zilong was stunned and said, "I just mentioned it casually. Let's not talk about the Hanging Sky Pot, which is equivalent to the power of the Stone Gate of History and the Rites Chimes. The most basic 'Apricot Forest Spring Sun' is a rare phenomenon that only appears once in decades. Other than the Half-saint of the School of Medicine, only a few great scholars have mastered their medical skills and completely comprehended the edges of medical skills. "
"Yes. Last year, after I came out of the Holy Ground, I returned from Kong City to Jingguo. The Kong family helped build an 'airship', which was written by the power of Half-saint. Although the airship has been used many times and its power has weakened, it will not be a problem to fly us from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside. It will also be able to expel the plague mist in a short time. The only question now is, after we rush in, can we kill the Lord of Plague? "
"No one can answer this question! But, I want to rush to the Demon Mountain with Brother Fang and make a final attempt! "Sun Renbing said.
"I will go with you! I can't waste my Sacred Blood without doing anything! "Zhang Zilong said.
"I will go too!"
All the Grand Scholars responded.
"Fang Xusheng, you don't have to say anymore. Take out the airship and use all your power to fight! If we succeed, we will be famous for thousands of years. If we fail, we will still have a chance to go down in history! "
"Then, please follow me to the airship!" Fang Yun finished speaking and took out a pale golden page from the River Oyster. The page was a little shabby.
There was a word "Ship" on the page. At first glance, the strokes looked like dragons and snakes swimming on the page. However, after a blink, one would realize that it was an extremely beautiful word. The dragons and snakes just now seemed to be an illusion.
The fourth level of calligraphy, the strokes of dragons and snakes.
Fang Yun tossed the sacred page with the word "ship" into the air. The sacred page glowed brightly and turned into a huge airship that was as tall as a thirty-story building. It was the same ship that Fang Yun had taken when he left Kong City.
"Get on the ship!" Fang Yun led everyone onto the ship.
Everyone walked to the bow of the ship.
Zhang Zilong said hesitantly, "Although this ship can help us expel the plague fog and reach the cave of the Lord of Plagues, there is still plague fog in the cave. How can we get rid of it? Can you really create a medical phenomenon? "
"I can't do it completely, but I can try. If I fail, we can take the airship back to the entrance of the Hunting Ground and search for our last chance of survival. Then, I will write a medical book now! "
"What?" Everyone was shocked.
No one had expected Fang Yun to be preparing to write a medical book at this time.
Regardless of whether it was those who majored in medicine or those who majored in medicine, they all looked at Fang Yun in disbelief. If not for the fact that Fang Yun was in the Illusionary Divine stage, they would have questioned whether Fang Yun was crazy.
It was not a poem, but a medical book!
Poems could be written in a moment of inspiration, but medicine was different. Not only did it require many years of study, it also required a large amount of practice. After the Jinshi Exam, ordinary Jinshi could leave after three years of study. However, Jinshi who majored in medicine had to study for at least five years before they could be considered successful.
Medicine was the art of saving people. It required more practice than other sacred arts. A prescription had to be tested for many years before it could be verified by the Notre-Dame Medical Hall and tested by the Sacred Book of Medicine. Only then could it become an "approved prescription".
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