Bian Que's speech was prepared a long time ago, and now he is repeating the scriptures while looking at hundreds of thousands of red eyes in all directions.
There is always a sense of unreality.
Is all this true? Are they really listening to me
A stick of incense has arrived again.
"Okay, this time I will draw out two sets of numbers, and I will give out two pills!" Jiang Tai shouted.
"Boom!" There was applause from all around.
Immediately, the doctor's disciple quickly drew numbers, two sets of numbers, asked two questions, but answered them very clearly.
"Are they really listening and can they answer questions?" Bian Que's blood boiled instantly.
Traveling around the world, helping people treat diseases along the way, has received countless thanks, but spreading the medical theory everywhere, but being shunned by people like beggars. When will so many people pay attention
Bian Que's heart was instantly satisfied.
But King Cai and Qingpao Patriarch looked at each other in blank dismay.
"Is it really possible to preach to Bian Que?" the Qingpao Patriarch asked with a strange expression.
"This kid, if he can be used by Cai Guo..." King Cai narrowed his eyes slightly.
Not far away, the God of Plague looked coldly and raised his head slightly to look at the sky.
The sky is Cai Guo's luck, covered with golden clouds, but higher up in the sky, there is a very small cyclone constantly rotating—
Shangcai, in a small courtyard, surrounded by a large number of soldiers.
Prince Chen and a group of subordinates were imprisoned there and were not allowed to go out. In order to prevent Chen Liu from running away, the Qingpao Patriarch even sealed his cultivation. A group of people are like ordinary people, there is nowhere to escape.
"Prince, what should we do now?" one of Chen Liu's followers smiled wryly.
Chen Liu was also at a loss: "I don't know, I didn't expect this to happen either!"
"Prince, don't be discouraged. You are the crown prince of the Chen Kingdom, and the king will definitely send someone to rescue you!" a subordinate comforted.
"Yes, Prince, we will be fine!" All the subordinates comforted one after another.
Chen Liu smiled wryly.
"I'm the prince, but in Shangcai, I don't have the freedom of those brats!" Chen Liu smiled wryly.
"They?" All the subordinates suddenly fell silent.
Since he and his party were imprisoned, they have been in trouble since they left Wanqiu, and they are in a terrible mood.
But those little brats were extremely happy along the way. They ate the best food and took in more than a hundred disciples. When they met King Cai for the first time, they even vomited the disciples of Cai Guo all over the place, stunned. It’s okay. Not long ago, an exhibition was held in the Immortal Academy. You were arrested. Why do you feel that we are prisoners and you are here for tourism
"Why did the prince speak out to protect that brat that day?" a follower asked puzzled.
"That day, after all, they represented Chen Guowanqiu Military Academy!" Chen Liu sighed slightly.
"The prince helped them, how did they remember the prince? A group of ungrateful villains!" A servant vented his frustration.
"Ingratitude? Your whole family is ungrateful!" Suddenly a female voice came.
"Huh?" Chen Liu's face suddenly changed. All the subordinates were also surprised.
Girls' voices? Why are there girls in the small courtyard
But he saw that the little witch Sun Fei suddenly walked out of the kitchen beside her. The Lu brothers followed behind Fei Sun.
"I told Jiang Tai to leave them alone, look, these people are still scolding us!" Lu Yixia rolled his eyes and said.
"This group of people don't know good from bad, so we have to save them. Jiang Tai said that even though King Cai didn't pursue him that day because Bian Que opened his mouth, Chen Liu finally said one thing. Hit him!" The little witch shook her head and said.
"Jiang Tai is real! If you want me to ignore them!" Lu Sanxia shrugged.
Opposite Chen Liu and the others stared wide-eyed.
"You, how did you come in?" Chen Liu was surprised.
I didn't hear the fighting outside.
"Okay, pack up and salute, you guys go with us!" said the little witch.
"Huh?" Everyone still hadn't reacted.
The little witch and the Lu brothers walked into the kitchen again. Everyone followed in, but they saw a big hole in the corner of the kitchen where the firewood covered it.
"Authentic?" one of Chen Liu's followers suddenly exclaimed in ecstasy.
"Damn it, it's so loud, do you want all Shangcai to hear it?" the little witch scolded.
"Crack!" The man quickly covered his mouth.
"Quick, our people have already withdrawn, and we'll be waiting for you!" the little witch shouted.
"Yes, yes!" All the members left behind Chen said excitedly.
Everyone didn't plan to bring anything at all, and they were about to run quickly.
"You don't bring anything?" The little witch stared.
"Time is urgent, what else do you need to bring?" One person asked anxiously.
"We are running away. The three of them have nothing to eat, and there are more than a hundred small ones. They won't share the food with you. Don't you take something to eat?" the little witch asked again.
Chen Liu and his two followers suddenly became excited.
Yes, the scene on Shangcai Road is deeply memorable. At that time, Cai Guoren was so hungry that he wanted to die.
"Hurry up and prepare, bring all the food!" Chen Liu shouted immediately.
"Prince, it's not necessary, is it?" the envoy from Chen Guolai said in a daze.
"If you want, hurry up, don't leave a single grain of rice!" Chen Liu ordered.
Everyone could only prepare quickly, and then walked into the tunnel with the three little witches.
I thought the tunnel was extremely narrow, but after entering it, I realized that this is not a tunnel, it is simply a corridor. The huge frame structure is extremely strong, and there are oil lamps around it, making it extremely bright.
"When did you dig it?" Chen Liu couldn't believe it.
The little witch and the Lu brothers were playing with a flint and a group of wooden barrels there.
"We're here to help you!" A Chen Liu servant was about to step forward.
"Don't move!" The little witch suddenly exclaimed.
"What are you doing?"
"You know what a fart, this is a bomb made by Jiang Tai. Next, as long as someone comes down from the top, it will be detonated immediately, and the surrounding area will be blown up! If you detonate it, we will be buried alive together!" The little witch flipped rolled his eyes and said.
"Ah?" Everyone asked in a daze.
"Jiang Tai told me a few months ago that the tunnel was dug to your side, and I will take you away with me at that time, unlike you people who have no conscience, you know how to hide behind your back and curse!" The little witch rolled her eyes and said.
Everyone blushed suddenly.
"Okay, let's go, the others are already waiting!" The little witch clapped the dust on her hands and said.
"good!"-
Preaching venue.
Bian Que preached, Jiang Tai was in charge of the lottery, and an extremely weird preaching conference was in full swing.
"If others don't want to listen, can you let them listen?" A Confucian disciple looked at this scene blankly.
"Preaching can still be like this? It's weird!" a Mohist disciple said strangely.
"To lure them by profit, to take them by chaos, is this the art of war?" a military disciple asked strangely.
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The eyes of the disciples of each family were full of shock, no matter what the result was today, the weird scene of today's preaching will definitely be delivered to the hands of the giants quickly.
There are hundreds of schools of thought, but every family is thinking about how to better publicize and collect more beliefs.
...
Today, Bian Que has allowed nearly 200,000 people to carefully read and understand the medical theory. Even if there are few of them, there must be some people who will gradually respect it. Moreover, after the word spread by 200,000 people today, the medical theory must be like a tsunami. Roll up the monstrous waves.
This is not to understand the general idea, but Bian Que let his theory be thoroughly instilled in everyone's mind.
This is only once, what if it happens often
All the disciples dare not imagine.
This lecture is three hours. And there are still ten Baibing Pills and Zhuyan Pills left.
Although Bian Que's sermons were not eloquent, he finally explained the theory of doctors in a simple way.
At this moment, seeing nearly 200,000 people listening quietly and looking at himself, Bian Que couldn't help feeling proud.
"Bian Que, are you ready?" Jiang Tai looked at Bian Que.
Bian Que nodded.
Jiang Tai called again with the sound transmission box: "Okay, Mr. Bian Que has been preaching for three hours, now ask questions, ten questions, including all the content of Mr. Bian Que's sermons during these three hours!"
"Boom!" The whole city resounded with excitement.
Soon, in the process of giving away pills while drawing prizes, the last ten pills were also given away.
"Today, the doctor's lectures are over, and this is the end!" Jiang Tai shouted.
"Buzz!"
The meeting place was suddenly quiet. There were nearly 200,000 people, but at this moment, a needle could be heard, and even the slightest breeze could be heard.
Everyone stared at the resurrection pill in the center.
Previously, Baibing Pill and Zhuyan Pill could only be regarded as appetizers, but this Resurrection Pill is a feast.
In the distance, King Cai clenched his fists.
"It's time for Jiang Tai to fulfill his promise!" the Qingpao Patriarch said in a deep voice. He said and looked at King Cai.
The Qingpao Patriarch stared at the Resurrection Pill, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
"That's right, but everything is fine, just outside, the widow has already told me to perform the dance!" Cai Wang said in a deep voice.
"oh?"-
Looking at the quiet venue, Jiang Tai smiled slightly: "Okay, I know what everyone is looking forward to, today's finale. Resurrection Pill!"
Countless people held their breath.
The lottery draw just now has proved to everyone that the probability is random, that is to say, the next lottery draw is likely to draw your own number
"Ah!" The emerald green baby suddenly let out a crisp cry.
"Huh?" Bian Que looked at the Resurrection Pill in surprise.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Tai wondered.
It was the emerald green baby who was originally sitting cross-legged, and suddenly stood up, jumping and struggling with the chains, with an even more painful look on his face.
"The power of 200,000 people's vows helped them gather their spiritual wisdom?" Bian Que asked in surprise.
"ah?"
"Although it was alive before, it only had instinct and no intelligence!" Bian Que frowned.
"Move here!" Jiang Tai shouted.
Several medical disciples quickly dragged the stone platform, and brought the Resurrection Pill to Jiang Tai and Bian Que.
"Ah, ah!"
The emerald baby jumped and jumped, but couldn't break the chain.
"Live? Now that you have spiritual wisdom, what should you do?" Jiang Tai frowned.
If he didn't have spiritual wisdom, Jiang Tai would give it to others and eat it, but now... Jiang Tai suddenly couldn't bear it.
"I didn't expect this to happen either, but anyway, it's just a pill. There are 200,000 people here staring at it, and we can't just keep our word!" Bian Que frowned.
"Shake the number!" Jiang Tai shouted, enduring the discomfort in his heart.