Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

"Who is this girl?"

"It seems like a staff member of the Jiang family, right?"

"It's so rude. You dare to speak like this to Zhang Yanghao. Isn't it too arrogant!?"

When everyone saw Shen Mange standing up and uttering wild words at Zhang Yanghao and Zhang Xuanhukou, everyone was shocked and the scene was in an uproar.

Even Zhang Yanghao’s disciples were furious and shouted sternly:

"You are so shameless! You are disrespectful and you want to die!"

"Little girl, do you think you have a long life?"

"Do you know that if your words are spread outside, you will be torn apart by Mr. Zhang's followers in minutes!"

"Little girl, if you dare to speak like that to my grandfather, I think you deserve a beating!"

Zhang Xuanhu rolled up his sleeves and approached Shen Mange, as if he was going to beat her up.

Mo Zhengrong quickly gave him a hand and said to Shen Mange, "Miss, please don't be unreasonable!"

Zhang Yanghao turned around and looked at Shen Mange, his eyes suddenly widened, and when he saw Jiang Tian next to him, his heart skipped a beat and he was so shocked that he almost fainted.

Then, in full view of everyone, he quickly walked up to Jiang Tian, ​​lifted the hem of his robe, knelt down straight towards Jiang Tian, ​​and said respectfully: "Disciple Zhang Yanghao, pay homage to my mentor! Meet Ms. Mange!"

It was as if the believers had seen the gods, their faces full of horror and reverence.

"Disciple Chen Jishi, please pay homage to Master Jiang and Ms. Mange!" Chen Jishi's face turned pale and he quickly followed and knelt behind.

"hiss--!"

In an instant, everyone gasped.

Everyone seemed to have seen a ghost in broad daylight, their eyes almost bulging out of their sockets.

How is this possible?

Zhang Yanghao is the Taishan Beidou in the field of traditional Chinese medicine in China, the first director of the Red Wall Imperial Medical Hall, and also has honorary titles such as academic general consultant of the Chinese Medicine Association and Yangtze River Scholar...

What a respectable position?

How profound is your academic foundation?

But at this moment, he knelt down to salute a young man in his twenties and called him his mentor. This was simply unbelievable.

"Teacher...what's going on?"

Everyone was puzzled and puzzled. They were all confused. They looked in horror at Zhang Yanghao, a master of traditional Chinese medicine, and respectfully bowed to Jiang Tian three times and nine times.

"Get up, but you are not my disciple, and you are not worthy..."

Jiang Tian's face was calm, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, his eyes were indifferent.

At that time, he set up an altar in the Shennong sect and preached and clarified his doubts for half a month. As an elder of the outer sect, Zhang Yanghao also listened to the lectures under the altar.

In just two weeks, he felt as if he was listening to an immortal's sermon. He was enlightened and deeply inspired. Many mysteries and problems were solved, and his medical skills improved significantly.

He is grateful to Jiang Tian!

In his mind, Jiang Tian was his mentor, even a superior immortal.

But Jiang Tian didn't think so. He was very strict in selecting his disciples, and they had to meet many conditions such as talent, character, and loyalty.

If you can call yourself a disciple if you can give him a few casual instructions, then you have too many disciples.

"Master Jiang..."

Zhang Yanghao had just stood up. When he heard the second half of the sentence, his body froze and his heart became anxious. Did he shed tears?

At this moment, he finally understood that Jiang Tian was a descendant of the Jiang family in Jinling and the grandson of Jiang Changgeng.

He regretted it. He was blinded by hatred and was rude to Jiang Changgeng. I am afraid it will be difficult to get guidance from Master Jiang again in the future!

"Sit down and continue the meeting!"

Seeing everyone's suspicious looks, Shen Mange didn't bother to explain and directly ordered coldly.

"Mr. Jiang, Master Jiang, and Ms. Mange please sit at the head of the table. Make way for everyone!" Zhang Yanghao quickly gave up his position and said politely.

"Yes, please, please!"

Although Mo Zhengrong found it incredible, he also realized that this "Master Jiang" was definitely an expert and quickly agreed.

"It's fine for me to sit here, my ears are clean! You can drive your own car!" Jiang Tian waved his hand and refused.

He had just heard their discussion, which was nothing more than arguments and historical research to prove that Chinese medicine was the origin of Korean medicine, etc. It was a bit too naive, and it was simply scratching the surface.

"We would also like to ask Mr. Jiang, Ms. Mange, and Master Jiang to give us some pointers!" Zhang Yanghao said with humility on his face.

Jiang Tian lowered his head and played with his phone, ignoring him.

Jiang Changgeng also politely refused.

Zhang Yanghao had no choice but to sit down, suppress his uneasy mind, open the manuscript, organize his thoughts, and prepare to say a few words.

Behind him, Zhang Xuanhu stopped talking, frowned and muttered: "Grandpa, why do you have to kneel down to him? You're such a little brat!"

Zhang Yanghao turned around and gave him a slap in the face, angrily saying: "Shuzi is ignorant! Master Jiang is the chief worshiper of the Shennong sect. He is a scholar of heaven and earth, and has profound medical skills. He is unpredictable. Even the head of Zuo Zimu calls himself a disciple when he meets him. , you still dare to say such arrogant things!"

"hiss--!"

Everyone suddenly took a breath of air-conditioning, their eyes nearly jumped out of their sockets in shock, and a turmoil arose in their hearts.

Looking at Jiang Tian, ​​his expression changed.

Shennong faction!

What kind of existence is that? !

Known as the source of traditional Chinese medicine, Shen Nong is the master of all medical methods in the world.

The descendants of Shennong's disciples can be said to be living fossils.

The people of the Shennong sect are no longer traditional Chinese medicine in the traditional sense, nor do they use the four diagnostic methods of sight, smell, inquiry, and incision, but are cultivating doctors who are proficient in magical alchemy, talisman painting, and blessing techniques. Their medical skills can resurrect human flesh and bones, just like gods in the sky.

Zhang Yanghao was so capable, but he was only an outer elder of the Shennong sect, and he had to beg for nothing before he could join.

But this person turned out to be the chief worshipper, and he actually allowed the head of the Shennong Sect to claim to be his disciple. Is he still a human being?

"Grandpa, are you kidding me..." Zhang Xuanhu covered his face, horrified, and laughed dumbly.

"Am I kidding? Bastard, why don't you kneel down quickly!"

Zhang Yanghao turned pale with anger, pointed at Zhang Xuanhu and shouted angrily.

"Grandpa..." Zhang Xuanhu's face turned red and he begged.

He has realized that what his grandfather said should be true, and he should kneel down to Jiang Tian in terms of seniority and status.

However, Jiang Tian was young and almost the same age as him. He openly knelt down to Jiang Tian, ​​which was emotionally unacceptable.

"Forget it, let's have a meeting, don't worry about these details!" Jiang Tian said with an indifferent smile.

They are just ants, they can be smashed to pieces with one palm, so there is no point in arguing with them.

The meeting continued as usual.

But with Jiang Tian here, Zhang Yanghao felt uneasy. Even though he had prepared a speech, he was still tongue-tied and sweating on his forehead. He would look at Jiang Tian from time to time to see his expression.

After he finished speaking, everyone expressed their opinions and discussed how to defeat the conspiracy of Korean medicine to apply for the world's intangible cultural heritage.

Suddenly, there was a noise at the door, as if someone was quarreling, and then the door to the conference room was kicked open.

A group of burly men in black clothes, more than a dozen of them, broke in.

All of them had gloomy and cruel faces, cold eyes, tall heights, and tattoos of dragons and tigers on their arms. They looked like they were not good-natured, and they surrounded them.

"Who are you? How dare you barge into our conference room?" Zhang Yanghao was furious and slammed the table.

"I heard that you are terrorists from China who intend to sabotage the International Medical Exchange Conference, so we plan to beat you out!"

The leader, who was two meters tall, had a beard and long hair shawl-shouldered. He held the conference table with both hands, looked down at the crowd, and spoke in jerky Chinese with a sinister smile.

"That's nonsense. We are having normal academic exchanges. Get out!"

Zhang Xuanhu pointed at the big man's nose and scolded angrily.

"Hey, I've rarely seen such a Chinese person with such backbone!"

The long-haired man smiled darkly, suddenly pinched Zhang Xuanhu's finger and lifted it up.

Suddenly, Zhang Xuanhu screamed miserably, his fingers bent into abnormal arcs, and there was a crisp cracking sound.

The Zhang family's medical skills are unparalleled in the world, and they have some contact with some martial arts figures. Zhang Xuanhu was also able to learn some martial arts. Although he was only in the early stage of Iron Body, three or five big men couldn't get close to him.

He suffered a loss on his hands and immediately retaliated with his feet, kicking hard towards the side of the big man's waist.

"waste!"

The long-haired man stepped forward to meet him.

boom! There was a sound, and the legs collided.

Zhang Xuanhu immediately flew out like a rag doll, his legs were broken, and he was lying on the ground unable to stand up. He was rolling on the ground in pain.

Everyone was dumbfounded and panicked.

I didn’t expect that Korean doctors in South Korea would be so crazy and arrogant that they would come directly to my door.

"Does anyone else dare to come up?"

The long-haired man hit Zhang Xuan with a relaxed expression as if he had just knocked away an ant.

As he asked, he inserted his finger on the conference table with a smile.

Just listen! There was a sound, and the conference table made of pure solid wood, which was more than three centimeters thick, was like tofu, penetrated by his fingers.

For a moment, everyone gasped in unison, feeling frightened and sweating on their foreheads.

They save lives and heal the wounded, and it's okay to curse people impassionedly.

But fighting was too far away. This man was obviously a master, and he was definitely not something they could handle.

"Call the police?" someone said.

"Call the police, it's useless!"

Someone shook his head, pointed to the door and said, "Did you see that there are police outside? They have been colluding with each other for a long time. They will arrest us as soon as we take action!"

"If you commit murder and beat people in broad daylight, is there any law of the king? Is there any law of heaven?"

Mo Zhengrong stood up, slammed the table, and shouted angrily: "We are the Chinese Society of Traditional Chinese Medicine, a formal group protected by law. We are here to participate in academic exchanges. I want to inform the Chinese Embassy and express my solemn condolences to you. Protest and strong condemnation!”

"up to you!"

The long-haired man laughed ferociously and said confidently: "Get out of South Korea now, otherwise I will beat you every time I see you, until you can no longer take care of yourself!"

Mo Zhengrong understood in an instant, his face turned pale, and his heart quickly sank to the bottom.

The application of Korean medicine as a world heritage is of great importance. If China steps in to prevent them from successfully applying for world heritage, they will suffer great losses. This is something that many vested interest groups in Korean medicine do not want to see.

A Korean medicine company like Daewoo Pharmaceutical, with a market capitalization of 200 billion won, would buy a few desperadoes who are not afraid of death to come and interfere with the visiting delegation of Chinese traditional medicine. This is normal.

Even if you ask the embassy to protest, or even pursue legal responsibility afterwards.

But they have successfully applied for World Heritage status. It can be said that they have achieved a great victory at a small price.