Hearing Sun Renbing's scolding, the Lord of Plague didn't care at all and continued, "My demon world is eager for talents, this is your only chance. When the sun rises high in the sky tomorrow, it will be too late for you to surrender! To prove my sincerity, I will withdraw the garrison, and you can come to the cave where I live at any time."
After the Lord of Plague finished speaking, he waved his hand, and tens of thousands of demons climbed up the mountain, left the only road leading to the mountainside, and disappeared in the green mist.
"You can go up the mountain anytime." The Lord of Plague said and disappeared in the green mist.
"Is this... the empty city strategy?" Sun Renbing was puzzled.
Zhang Zilong took a close look at the green mist in the mountain, sighed heavily, and said, "We were blocked by the Plague Lord before, which delayed us too much. Now the Plague Lord's clone has recovered a lot of power. Maybe he can't kill us, but we can't rush into the mist to kill him. He is so confident!"
"Your medical book is not good either?"
"No. Now at least one of the great doctors must come to lead us in. The closer we are to the Plague Lord's clone, the stronger the plague will be. Even if we work together to release the medical book, we will surely die before we reach the mountainside. It's too late now. We can only wait for the Semi-Saint to rescue us."
"Why doesn't the Lord of Plague throw the thickest poisonous fog he has near us to kill us?"
"He needs the nourishment of the dense fog. If he uses the dense fog, his power growth will inevitably slow down. We tried our best, but we were still a step behind."
"If we continue to use the 'Great Wind Song' or other Jinshi war poems like the Great Wind to blow, can we dispel this plague fog?"
"Yes, but these plague fogs are not dead things. They can penetrate everywhere. No matter how well we coordinate our battle poems, there will be no gaps. The power of the protective battle poems can barely protect the lighter fog. Once it reaches the mountainside, the plague fog can instantly corrode the Jinshi protective battle poems. Even the power formed by the Hanlin Wenbao can't last long. You must know that no matter how weak the clone of the Lord of Plague is now, it still has the power of the Holy Way."
"Is there really no other solution?"
"At least we, the doctors, are powerless." Zhang Zilong said.
Some people looked at Hua Yuqing, who nodded helplessly and said, "Brother Zilong's medical attainments are even better than mine. What he said is absolutely right."
Zhang Zilong said, "Yuqing, you are too polite. You followed Fang Xusheng into the Holy Ruins and entered the seventh corridor of the Comet Corridor. Your future achievements will be far greater than mine. It's a pity that you encountered the Lord of Plague at such a young age..."
Zhang Zilong did not say anything more. The Lord of Plague was notorious. There were records about him at the end of the Shang Dynasty. He had lived for thousands of years and was one of the most difficult demon saints. In front of such a demon saint, everyone had no confidence at all.
Fang Yun frowned. He knew a lot about the demon race, but he couldn't find any way to defeat the Lord of Plague. He could only say, "We worked together and finally broke into the Demon Mountain. We must not fail. Please brainstorm and come up with a feasible plan!"
"My fellow scholars from aristocratic families, do you have any special weapons?" He Ludong asked.
Kong Detian shook his head and said, "We in the Kong family have strict rules. We will only give us things like holy blood when we are sure we are going to a dangerous place, for fear that we will abuse our power and do evil. This Jinshi Spring Hunt is not dangerous, and we originally had a semi-saint clone to rescue us, so there is no way they could give us any killer weapons."
"Think again!"
Fang Yun suddenly released his literary power, covering the three hundred people, and said, "I have a way to rush directly to the cave where the Plague Lord is. We will definitely not be hindered by the plague fog along the way. But the problem now is how can we deal with the thick fog in the cave and rush to the Plague Lord."
A cold snort came from the mountainside not far away. No matter how powerful the Plague Lord's clone was, it was impossible for it to penetrate Fang Yun's literary power from such a distance.
Everyone realized Fang Yun's literary talent and no longer had any reservations, and started talking about it.
However, after discussing for a whole hour, there was still no result.
Fang Yun finally had to retract his literary power, spread out an ordinary straw mat, and sit on the ground to think.
Everyone was talking in low voices.
As time passed, everyone found that Fang Yun seemed to have fallen asleep with his eyes closed. Not only did they not disturb him, but they sent eight middle-aged scholars to protect him in turns.
Fang Yun has been completely immersed in the world of strange books, constantly reading all the medical books on treating plague.
Zhang Zhongjing's "Treatise on Febrile Diseases", Wang Tao's "Secrets of the Imperial Registry", Ge Hong's "Emergency Prescriptions for the Elbow", Sun Simiao's "Prescriptions Worth a Thousand Gold", "Shengji Zonglu" compiled by the imperial doctors of the Song Dynasty, Lei Feng's "Treatise on Current Diseases", Zheng Xiaoyan's "About Plague"...
Fang Yun used to read a lot of books every day. He had quickly read through all the famous medical books, no matter whether they were from Shengyuan Continent or ancient China, and had a clear concept in his mind. He also studied the books of semi-saint medical doctors over and over again. After all, the books of semi-saint medical doctors were also listed among the classics of the saints.
It was very easy to find books about treating plague in the world of strange books. However, in just two hours, Fang Yun had read all the theories, prescriptions and precautions related to the plague in the world of strange books.
As his literary rank improved, Fang Yun's reading speed in the world of strange books also increased, and now it has almost reached a thousand times the speed in the outside world.
After reading it once, Fang Yun did not stop, but took out all the contents separately, classified them by memory, and separated the dross from the essence. Because some prescriptions did have problems, and some treatment methods were too backward.
In particular, medical books from the Ming and Qing Dynasties such as "Treatise on Seasonal Diseases" were written by doctors of the "Warm Disease School" that was later formed. However, at that time, there was no "Warm Disease School" in Shengyuan Continent that brought Chinese medicine to a new level. It can even be said that Chinese medicine without the "Warm Disease School" is not complete Chinese medicine.
Moreover, the Warm Disease School corrected many mistakes of the Cold Damage School headed by Zhang Zhongjing. The Warm Disease School largely studied diseases that the Cold Damage School could not treat. This was a very normal medical innovation in the ancient country of China, but in the Shengyuan Continent, once the "Warm Disease School" was formed, it would inevitably involve the most brutal dispute over the Holy Way!
Moreover, it denies some of the holy teachings of the medical saint Zhang Zhongjing!
However, in the face of death, Fang Yun has abandoned all his worries. Only if he can survive can he consider the consequences of the struggle for the Holy Path. Now that he is about to die, there is no need to consider the struggle for the Holy Path at all.
Moreover, the core of the medical profession is to save lives and cure diseases. Any new innovations introduced will not lead to persecution, even if they will cause controversy or even disputes over the way of the saints. This is a clear difference from some other schools of thought. The openness of the medical profession is second only to that of the industrialists.
"Although there are many medical books, they are just words and have no power. If I want to gain the power to break through the fog of plague, I must write a medical book specifically for treating plague! Otherwise, we will all die here!" (To be continued...)