Reflect the world

Chapter 71
Master Ban, Master Xu and the others did not expect Tang Xuanming to be the top figure in their industry, but at least they had to reach the elite level.

Any generation of Mohist giants are astronomy and geography, know everything, have extensive knowledge, and are familiar with all customs and customs.

They don't want this generation of Mohist giants to be full of vulgar words, and they don't know the etiquette between walking, sitting and lying, that would be a shame.

It was not until the middle of the month that the one-day teaching was finally terminated. If it was normal, Tang Xuanming would definitely have a big brain. It is normal to be groggy at this time.

But after getting started with the Ant Emperor's method, he has a diamond physique, and the Mohism's breath breathing method keeps him clear at all times, so he doesn't feel too tired.

With a strong body and a body like a king kong, there is no need to hide in a tent to keep out the cold, and he directly jumped onto a carriage. Sitting on the carriage, the complicated and unpredictable Ant Emperor Method began to operate, swallowing the essence of the moon.

The most refined and pure essence is introduced into the body, flowing through the limbs and bones, making the golden light in the body more intense, and the peculiar lines in the body become more and more clear, as if they are going to be connected into one body to form a magnificent pattern.

Of course it looks easy, and it seems that it can be achieved at any time, but if it is really to be completed, there is still a long way to go.

It's been half a month since I started the Ant Emperor's method, and the golden lines engraved on my body haven't changed much, they are still the same as before.

When the pure energy of the moonlight became thinner and finally approached nothing, Tang Xuanming slowly opened his eyes, the moonlight became hazy, and he had already hidden behind the clouds.

He was not depressed either. Looking around, it was pitch black, and there were occasional snoring sounds. There were guards and patrols in the two hidden places in front of and behind the camp. Once someone appeared in their field of vision, they would give an early warning and be extremely vigilant. .

In the dark and deep night, only they, like Tang Xuanming, did not fall asleep.

After letting go of his thoughts for a while and relieving his thoughts, Tang Xuanming started to practice again, this time using the Mohism's method of breathing and exhaling.

The majestic and majestic internal force is also of great use to him. The Hundred Step Flying Sword and Lightning God Walking are two unique skills that he decided to practice after thinking countless times, and he must master them.

To accomplish his purpose, end this era, and fulfill the dreams of Master Ban and the disciples of the Mohists, Qin Shihuang must die.

No matter how great a career that man has built, standing in front of Tang Xuanming, he will definitely end it all.

No one can assassinate Qin Shihuang in Xianyang Palace, Jing Ke can't, Gai Nie can't, Tang Xuanming can't either, but this doesn't mean Tang Xuanming has no chance.

That emperor of all ages likes to patrol the world the most, as long as he knows his walking route in advance, the assassination is of course possible.

Of course, it is difficult to arrange people around Qin Shihuang to spy on the news. This emperor has always been suspicious. Any news leaks will change a group of people around him, which represents countless blood.

"call!"

The pure internal force flows through the limbs, passing through the meridians and acupuncture points. With the body of a diamond, the energy in the body is majestic and abundant.

But no matter how fast it is, the decades-long gap with others cannot be brought back in a short period of time.

If one wants to have the majestic and vigorous inner strength of Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang, one must work ten times harder than ordinary people.

Both Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie are the most talented people in martial arts in this era. They are geniuses themselves, and their efforts are no worse than anyone else's.

At least now, Tang Xuanming, who has extremely keen six senses, can hear Gai Nie's indistinct breathing. This figure known as the Sword Master is also practicing silently.

On the other side of Gao Jianli's carriage, there was also the faint sound of breathing. The No. 7 sword in the world is not in vain.

As the sky gradually brightened, the disciples of the Mohists began to skillfully tidy up the tents and carriages that had set up camp, and the sound of clanging and clanging could be heard endlessly.

There are also people who are cooking in a hidden life, and the smoke that is about to rise is cut off immediately. Everyone is cautious, this is to avoid exposing the target.

Cooking smoke is always the most eye-catching in the world.

Tang Xuanming stopped exhaling, but helped the Mohist disciples pack up the surrounding tents and weapons. After eating briefly and quickly, the group of people went on the road that seemed to never end.

Escape is always the main theme of the Mohists. The whole world belongs to the Qin State.

"A Mohist disciple is sick, come with me to have a look."

Duanmurong greeted Tang Xuanming with a serious face, Tang Xuanming didn't care about his attitude, and followed her in a stern manner, cherishing this opportunity to practice.

The Immortal Jinghu Doctor had already given him many surprises. The eight meridians and acupoints were all taught by the Immortal Jinghu Doctor. During the long journey, none of his disciples fell behind because of Duanmu Rong's medical skills.

Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, smelling, asking, and feeling. These four words cover the whole method of seeing a doctor, but in fact the most important thing is practice.

This is Tang Xuanming's biggest feeling after studying medicine with Duanmu Rong. Chinese medicine in this era does not have the complicated and diverse equipment testing like Western medicine in later generations.

No matter what kind of disease depends on a pair of eyes, and what is great depends on the pulse. With these two, it is necessary to judge countless symptoms, which is simply a kind of torture for doctors.

There is a saying in Chinese medicine that the older you are, the better your medical skills are, and this is where it comes from.

It is for this reason that countless rumors of health-preserving secrets in later generations were said by old Chinese medicine practitioners.

Squatting beside the Mohist disciple, he took a closer look at the pale Mohist disciple, and took his pulse by the way, and Tang Xuanming made a conclusion.

"It's wind and cold!"

Duanmu Rong nodded, then shook her head, said: "It's indeed a wind-cold, but it's not accurate enough. It's because I've been eating dry food during this period, and my stomach is uncomfortable, which leads to physical weakness and the wind-cold."

Tang Xuanming was a little unconvinced, but Duanmurong continued to add with a cold face.

"Different causes have different treatment methods, you still have to remember clearly, he can adjust the cold after eating normally.

If you don't know the reason, blindly diagnose and treat it, a minor ailment like wind and cold will be fine, once you encounter some important illness, you can't determine the cause of the disease, and there is no way to treat it at all..."

Tang Xuanming felt a little uncomfortable on his face, but secretly kept these words in his heart.

All illnesses have the same origin. If one can master superb medical skills, he can treat those wild and tough men in the tribe, at least he will have a place to stay.

After treating the patients and putting the weak and cold Mohists on the carriage, a group of people embarked on the journey again.

(End of this chapter)