Fifteen minutes later, the airships of the Zhang Sheng Clan and the Hua Tuo Clan were still on their way. Another three airships took off from the capital. The Ancient Land of Barren City, the Two Boundaries Mountain, the Sea of Suppressing Prison, the Ancient Land of Ten Frigid Ancient Land, the Ancient Land of Kong Clan, and many other medical practitioners also arrived at the capital of Jing Kingdom through the Wen Boundary. They boarded these three airships and headed to Ning An.
The Plague Theory was not worth their time, but the Voice of Innovation was.
After Fang Yun heard the news, he ordered the soldiers of Ning An City to move more tables and chairs. The Divine Temple Square was huge and could easily accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.
At ten o 'clock at night, ninety percent of the medical practitioners of the human race gathered at Ning An City's Medical Arts Conference. A grand conference that was rarely seen in a hundred years had officially begun.
It involved the expansion of a Divine Path. Not only did the human Sages cast their eyes here, but many other worlds also looked at the small Ning An City.
Tens of thousands of medical practitioners gathered together. Vital Qi changed and flowed into the bodies of those present, so that they would not be tired. Be it physically or mentally, they would always be in the best condition.
Not only did the medical practitioners of the conference change, but the people of Ning An City also slowly changed. Those with external injuries healed quickly, those with minor illnesses disappeared without a trace, and those with serious illnesses got better …
With the gathering of the medical practitioners of the human race, the format of the conference naturally changed. However, everyone still followed the method that Fang Yun used when he was lecturing in the capital. They wrote down the difficult questions on paper and passed them to Fang Yun.
However, because there were too many papers, Secretary Ao Huang took over the task of sorting them. He put all the papers into his Sea Swallowing Seashell. Then, he scanned the papers with his Divine Telekinesis and knew what was written on them. He stacked the similar questions together and arranged them in order of the most to the least. Then, he showed them to Fang Yun in order.
Fang Yun scanned through all the questions and sighed slightly. He only wanted to throw out the Plague Theory in this conference as a seed to inspire the School of Febrile Diseases. After a few years, this seed would naturally sprout.
However, the scale of the conference was beyond his imagination. What the normal medical practitioners did not expect, the scholars and even the great Confucians could sense. The omission that Fang Yun had purposely left behind was immediately seen through by them, and they hoped to make up for it in today's Literary Meeting.
Fang Yun thought for a while and decided to let the School of Febrile Fever sprout today. In any case, there were all sorts of questions to be asked today. As long as he spoke slowly, he would definitely be able to reach the crux of the matter. Then, he would be able to expand on the crux of the matter. Right now, he was not asking for the febrile illness to be cured from the typhoid fever. He only hoped for an in-depth discussion. When the time came, success would naturally follow naturally.
As for the School of Febrile Fever, it would have to wait for the future. It was impossible for it to be completely formed in a single meeting. Without a sufficient buffer period, who knew how many people from the School of Medicine would lose their courage to write.
The people at the medical conference were neither hungry nor thirsty, neither tired nor exhausted. As they continued to exchange and research, all kinds of ideas were constantly colliding. However, today was not a discussion of Dao, but a joint study of plagues and febrile diseases. Everything had to be done properly. Otherwise, once the great scholars discussed Dao, they could flatten the entire Ning An City.
The night passed. The Medical Arts Conference did not show any signs of cooling down. Everyone from the Medical School was still in high spirits. They spoke, argued, and recorded. Ao Huang directly placed the Bead of Illusions in the air to record the entire event.
The people of Ning An City did not discover anything strange. They only felt that they had slept exceptionally well last night.
On the 20th of March, from morning to noon until night, the Medical Arts Conference did not stop.
Until the morning of the 21st of March, the Medical Arts Conference was not as lively as before. However, the changes in the Qi of vitality in the sky above Ning An City were even more intense. Because now it involved the details of plagues and other diseases, every sentence could not be said easily. Every answer had to be thought for a long time.
In the beginning, Fang Yun relied on his powerful knowledge to speak with assurance. However, from the morning of the 21st of March, many questions could not be answered quickly. Sometimes, he had to think for a long time, or search for answers in the world of strange books.
In the profound areas, it was difficult to move forward.
In the Divine Path, it was difficult to move forward.
It was also from the morning of this day that the second round of reform appeared!
The first round of reform was to be burned to ashes. The second round of reform was to be reborn after being burned to ashes.
"Clang …"
There was a sound in the Literary Courage. It had advanced to the second realm.
Fang Yun was thinking about a problem. When he heard the sound, he looked towards the source of the sound. He saw an old Hanlin from the Medical School with a surprised smile on his face.
"That is Old Mister Su from the State of Qi. His Literary Courage has advanced to the second realm! Congratulations! "
After just 15 minutes, there was another sound in the Literary Courage. This time, the Literary Courage had condensed to the first realm. It was an old High Scholar.
Following that, the sound of Literary Courage advancing could be heard one after another. Most of them were older people. They had accumulated a lot of knowledge and were the first to benefit.
Those young and middle-aged people did not have the slightest bit of jealousy. They sincerely gave their blessings. This was because after the event, as long as they focused on studying, their Literary Courage would be able to advance quickly. As they were still young, they would be able to walk further on the path of medicine than these old men.
Before dawn, the sound of Literary Courage could be heard.
Every time the Literary Courage made a sound, there would be another apricot tree in the County Literature Courtyard. Fang Yun's medical book would still be improved by one point. The Medical School people present would still benefit slightly …
The sun rose and the first ray of morning light shone on the Literature Courtyard. Suddenly, there was an inexplicable soft sound. The sound was sweet and melodious. It did not lose its firmness or lack of gentleness. It was as if it was the first ray of sunlight in the world. It was like the sound of an egg breaking, full of new life.
An old High Scholar had achieved success in the path of medicine. He had a breakthrough in his literary position and was promoted to the Hanlin Academy!
Amidst the sounds of congratulations and under the morning light, everyone's faces were brimming with joy.
Very quickly, many Medical School people looked towards the eight Medical School Great Scholars sitting at the main table. Even Fang Yun and Ao Huang were no exception. Their eyes were filled with questions.
The eight Great Scholars smiled. Then, Zhang Cangxiang lightly nodded and said, "The path of medicine is more important and the path of sainthood is closer."
Everyone's smile was even brighter than the morning light.
"That's great!"
A large number of young Medical School people cheered.
Ao Huang's tail kept wagging as he said joyfully, "This is great news! If the path of medicine is more important, it means that it can accommodate more Medical School people. In the future, there will be more opportunities for Medical School scholars to advance. The overall strength of the human race will also increase. "
Fang Yun nodded.
Previously, no matter if it was the mechanism of the School of Gongzi or the reform of the School of Legalism, they were only at the level of "skills". However, the "Theory of Plagues" first inherited typhoid fever and then febrile diseases. Its significance was extraordinary. Once the school of febrile diseases was formed, the path of medicine would rise to a huge level. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was the revival of the path of medicine after Zhang Zhongjing.
The Literature Conference lasted from the 19th to the 21st morning. There was still no sign of it ending.
Before, it was mainly Fang Yun who took on the responsibility of explaining and developing. Now, Fang Yun had opened the door to the study of febrile diseases. Standing by the door, he was like a guardian overlooking the world.
The Medical Literature Conference on the 21st of March became a stage for all Medical School people. All Medical School people let go of their restraints and began to express their views. They communicated, debated, and verified with each other.
At night, the Medical Literature Conference finally came to an end.
While participating in the Medical Literature Conference, Fang Yun did not slack off. He had been using letters to obtain news from the outside world.
Yesterday, Left Minister Mount Liu returned to the capital. He did not interfere with the joint trial between the Punishment Hall and the Three Law Divisions.
Tomorrow, the results of the trial would be announced.
In Ning An County, yuan qi was surging.
In the capital, undercurrents were surging. (To be continued)
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