Star Wars Volume 2 Chapter 1: The Plague Man, Dr. Chen
Chen Ang looked at the few people with a smile. This was the first time that the Cold Damage Divine Skill was put into practice on a human body, and he gained a lot. There were very few test subjects like Zuo Lengchan who had profound internal skills and strong internal organs. They were very precious. It was impossible for Chen Ang to go to Wudang Shaolin and hit their leader for no reason.
Therefore, Zuo Lengchan, the human experiment subject, is of great significance to him.
"The art of Six-Channel Dialectics has certainly reached its peak in medicine, but the Six-Channel mechanism in martial arts and Qi training is still not very clear. The "Shang Han Za Bing Jing" has completed most of the Six-Channel Theory and Treatment, but the Eight-Principle Dialectics of Internal Medicine has only continued the Yin-Yang chapters, and has not elaborated on the exterior, interior, cold, heat, deficiency, and excess."
Chen Ang frowned and thought, "With my wisdom, it's really too time-consuming to deal with these details. The road to breaking through thorns and brambles is not paved by me alone. I still need to attract more people to the door of medicine and martial arts. If I can create a famous school like Wudang Shaolin, the speed of theoretical perfection will be much faster."
"You are the butcher and I am the meat. We shall obey your orders." Zuo Lengchan looked ashen. He staggered twice and stood up with the help of the tree trunk. He was emitting cold air all over and there was a thin layer of frost between his eyebrows and hair.
Although the Ice Palm is extremely powerful and can also restrain the Star Absorbing Technique, once this kind of martial arts with extreme properties destroys the balance of the human body, the damage will be more violent and rapid than that of others. In fact, Chen Ang's martial arts is really the nemesis of evil and extreme martial arts. As long as the foundation is unstable, the power of extreme nature will be restrained.
Chen Ang seemed to be thinking about something. He raised his hand and gently slapped him on the dantian.
"Senior Brother Zuo!" Several people on the ground exclaimed in panic.
Zuo Lengchan waved his hand, indicating that he was fine. Just now, Zuo Lengchan felt an extremely sinister aura entering his Dantian, which merged with his internal strength and affected him, and the cold symptoms on his body were also alleviated a lot.
"As the saying goes, there are right ways and wrong ways. My "Golden Chamber Essentials" contains the right way, shortcuts and unorthodox ways. What I just injected into your body is a cold qi..."
“When cold causes disease, the kidneys are the first to be affected. If it invades the five internal organs, the pulses will be stretched and painful. If it invades the eight weak parts, the bad blood will stay there. If it does not go away for a long time, it will turn into a disease. You should be careful!”
Chen Ang quoted a passage from Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases and explained: "This Qi is cold in nature. It has joined forces with the Qi from the Ice Palm in your body and has taken deep root. It has caused the Yin and Yang Qi in your body to become cold, and you are plagued by illness and in great pain every day. However, the more you look like you are about to die, the stronger the Qi in your body will become."
"When you are terminally ill, no one can save you except your cold-related Qi or my Golden Chamber Essentials. If you want to survive, you must study hard and practice diligently so that your Qi can always suppress the cold. Otherwise, the cold poison will erupt and you will be worse off than death."
Chen Ang looked into Zuo Lengchan's eyes and said word by word: "If you can't become stronger, you will die! This evil way is what I call disease true qi. Zuo Lengchan, if you want to break this restriction, you can only push the disease true qi to perfection, feed it back to the body, and prevent all diseases. Otherwise, it will be difficult to get rid of this restriction in your lifetime."
Zuo Lengchan smiled bitterly, watching Chen Ang give each of them another palm strike. The faces of the guards of Songshan turned pale and they stood up staggeringly. Just as he was about to speak, he felt a strange itch in his lungs, which made him cough violently.
"Cough, cough!" Zuo Lengchan bent over in pain, as if he was about to cough up blood. He slapped the big tree behind him with his palm, and a layer of frost was visible on the tree.
"Zuo turned a disaster into a blessing, and his martial arts skills have greatly improved!"
Looking at the frost marks on the trees, Zuo Lengchan smiled bitterly at himself.
Lu Bai's mouth and nose were crooked, and he looked like he had suffered a stroke and was paralyzed. A wisp of silver hair hung from the corner of his mouth. He staggered with each step and moved towards Zuo Lengchan with difficulty. Zuo Lengchan saw the extremely strong divine light in his eyes and knew that although he looked frail now, once he made a move, it would be earth-shattering and more than ten times more terrifying than before.
Ding Mian was also shivering all over, and walked towards Zuo Lengchan tremblingly, but he shivered from time to time, and his hands moved convulsively, so that even Zuo Lengchan could not see the shadow of his attack.
"Warm diseases, fever diseases, damp diseases, dry diseases, heat stroke, colds, colds, and miscellaneous diseases!" Chen Ang looked at the eight people who looked like they were in critical condition, clapped his hands and laughed, "Today, the Thirteen Guardians of Songshan have become history, and only the Eight Diseases Masters are left!"
Zuo Lengchan's face was already bitter enough to show tears. He came to Chen Ang and said, "Master Han Bing greets the master. How should I address the master?"
"Whatever you want!" Chen Ang didn't necessarily take his words seriously. A sinister person like Zuo Lengchan, to put it nicely, is flexible and can endure what ordinary people cannot endure. To put it bluntly, he is a poisonous snake lurking in the dark.
Chen Ang had never thought of recruiting him to work for him, which was inconsistent with his character and pursuit of obedience. Therefore, the Lord of Eight Diseases was just a test subject in the way of medicine and martial arts to him!
Zuo Lengchan didn't know what Chen Ang was thinking, so he quickly pulled the other people from Songshan Sect to kneel before Chen Ang. Chen Ang was disgusted by his tricks, and he disappeared into thin air with a wave of his sleeves.
When the eight people suddenly raised their heads, they saw that there was nothing in front of them. Chen Ang disappeared without a trace, as if he had never appeared from the beginning to the end. Only the luggage of the horse tied to the ancient tree in the distance reminded everyone that such a terrible person had appeared here.
"Master... Senior Brother!" Ding Mian came up and clasped his fists, trembling all over and said: "I... I... what should we... do?" The six people behind him also looked at Zuo Lengchan with confusion.
"Mr. Chen has left." Zuo Lengchan raised his eyelids and said more solemnly: "From now on, we will respectfully address Mr. Chen as the Plague Taoist. We are his subordinates, the Eight Disease True Lords. Everyone must remember their duties!"
Plague god! Several people smiled bitterly in their hearts. Isn't this gentleman a plague god? They answered in unison: "Yes!"
...The scene in front of Chen Ang changed, and he suddenly appeared in a square steel chamber. He took off his ancient costume and put on a white coat. He frowned and looked at the long-haired young man in the mirror. After hesitating for a while, he still ignored the unusually long hair.
On the contrary, another thing attracted all his attention.
"Has the time of each world begun to flow synchronously?" Chen Ang frowned and thought. He thought about it from dozens of different angles, from the connection between heaven and man to quantum mechanics, and found that the knowledge related to time and space was very little. As for something as profound and incredible as the ability to travel through time and space, with his current wisdom, he could not even begin to grasp it.
But this is a good thing for Chen Ang, which means that he has more favorable conditions to gather the wisdom of civilization and the world and open up a new road. In each world, sowing the seeds of wisdom, waiting for it to blossom and bear fruit, and harvesting a perfect civilization and system, this road of grazing civilization is still very long.
Chen Ang pushed open the door and walked along the passage to the lobby of the base. When a bald researcher saw him, his eyes sparkled with excitement, "Doctor! You're here!"
"Prepare a set of rainforest adventure equipment, I need it! Have the Sixth Genetics Laboratory get ready, the No. 3 hypothesis material is about to arrive!" Chen Ang ordered straightforwardly: "Also, how many researchers have performed the overclocking transformation?"
The bald fat man quickly recorded Chen Ang's instructions while looking up with a pair of blue eyes, "Doctor, 1,213 people have completed the transformation! There are still 82 people waiting. Their emotions are not very stable, and they strongly request to start the operation quickly."
"The thirteen-member overclocking think tank has been formed, and the expansion of the consortium is unstoppable."
"Very good!" Chen Ang nodded and said, "Clean up those termites and cut off the claws of other financial groups. The road to evolution is unstoppable!"
"Yes!" The bald man looked fanatical. He looked at Chen Ang excitedly , and the blue in his eyes fluctuated violently. "Only we are the future of mankind! The fools who prevent the evolution of new humans must be taught a lesson. The future is ours, and the present is ours too!"
Chen Ang, who felt that he was becoming more and more like a villain, looked at him in surprise and gently pointed a finger at his chest. A chill immediately stabilized the fluctuating blue in the bald man's eyes. "Pay attention to the stability of your overclocking state! Go get a stabilizer. Your emotions are backlashing too much!"
The bald man regained his composure and said gratefully, "Yes, Doctor!"
"Notify the Operations Department to gather two jungle meteorology experts, rainforest plant and ecology experts, snake biology researchers, and most importantly, all genetic biology researchers at the Sixth Genetics Laboratory!"
