The Spirit King Comet is a strange comet, dragging its green tail, traveling in the universe and surrounding the earth stars in a cycle of thousands of years.

But what is strange is that every time you sweep the earth star in history, many major events will always happen, especially the enhancement of the power of gods and ghosts and the emergence of the world.

Of course, there is no need to say this, it is too shocking.

"Of course... I give this example not to refute, but to the final example!"

Fang Yuan listed a large number of data and formulas: "About the evolution of human body's physical energy, we can see this curve. I divided it into four stages, taking ten years as a subsection, which coincides with the radiation peak of the Spirit King Comet... The first wave peak began in the 994 world war in the Earth Ephemeris. Therefore, I predict that in 1004 and 1014, the human body's physical energy explosion will usher in a peak, and twenty-one years later, in 1024, when the Spirit King Comet officially departs from the Earth, it will bring us earth-shaking changes..."

"In summary, the core of my paper is that the human body forms a small world, penetrates through it, and senses with the outside world, and can be affected by Qi. The peak of the 'qi' is closely related to the comet of the Spirit King. Therefore, when it comes next time, it will inevitably promote the changes in the Earth Star environment, so that humans can obtain more powerful changes!"

"We can look at the authenticity of my paper, the previous example of Qi, from the three cases of Chinese Medicine Hospital."

"Among them, Lu Wei has lived for two months more than expected, and Zhao Guoping's advanced gastric cancer has also been controlled, especially Sun Xiaohong, who has already had a knee jump reaction, and the situation in the future is very optimistic!"

"And I suggest that you can wait until next year to make a judgment!"

Fang Yuan bowed deeply with a strange smile on his face.

After the speech, there was silence below.

Many old professors had a confusing expression on their faces, even several trial professors were like this.

‘In fact… changing Lingzi’s concept and turning it into Qi is the most understandable thing for these old scholars, right?’

Fang Yuan looked down silently.

"Qigong has been proven, it is pseudoscience! Classmate Fang Yuan, do you want to overturn the case for it?"

Professor He raised his glasses in biology: "And Professor Zhang, what do you think?"

"The Spirit King Comet is indeed very long, and there are some mysterious phenomena surrounding it that cannot be explained yet..."

Professor Zhang hesitated a little.

"But just looking at the previous Chinese medicine supplementary part, there are real cases that prove it, which I think is very good!"

Professor Tian supports his own people.

"I protested and asked him to pass the thesis defense. This is not rigorous in science! How could he just rely on his imagination and have a few medical miracles to determine it arbitrarily..."

The professor of biology waved his arms, making Fang Yuan feel a little pity.

This poor kid has almost collapsed in his three views.

"I agree to pass... Professor Zhang, what do you think?"

Professor Tian's palms were slightly sweating and he looked at the last person.

"I agree in principle, but reserve the right to trace back afterwards. As this classmate said, we must pay attention to rigor and do projects, and everything will be watched until next year!"

Professor Zhang got up and left the seat.

A large number of teachers left and talked a lot.

Before He Tianming left, he patted Fang Yuan’s shoulder with a complicated expression, which was comforting and seemed to have other emotions.

"Oh...you!"

Old Man Tian waited until Fang Yuan came down and felt a little disappointed: "You still used it after all... I told you that just using the previous paragraph, you are a hero of innovation in the traditional Chinese medicine world, and you can pass the postgraduate doctoral degree. Why do you have to add the content of the gods and ghosts after that, and it will be a waste of time..."

"Because the truth... is always in the hands of a few people!"

Fang Yuan smiled, looking confident.

...

"Qi... Lingwang Comet?"

That night, Fang Yuan's paper was placed on the desk of an office.

"Have you reached this point? What a genius!"

Director Zhou, who had been to Shanhai City to recruit Fang Yuan, read it word by word, and was a little confused: "It's a pity... I can't verify the right or wrong of the theory immediately, but the previous few improved cases have already been worth enough..."

At his level, if you want several patient data in the Chinese medicine hospital, you will naturally be able to get it right. It is clear that what Fang Yuan said is not a lie.

Especially Zhao Guoping, who actually controlled his condition and even transformed into benign conditions. And Sun Xiaohong was all a miracle.

"It's a pity... Only one and a half people can do this kind of Fang's thirteen acupuncture at present in the entire Chinese medicine department..."

One is naturally Fang Yuan, and the remaining half is Old Man Tian.

There is no way, even if Fang Yuan simplifies the process of running needles and luck, it will not be possible or not.

It's like Qin Wanqing, who has been stealing his skills until now, hasn't even made a fuss.

Director Zhou thought about it and directly sealed the paper with bright red top-secret words, and called the serviceman: "Send it to mailbox No. 27, Tongziwan!"

"yes!"

The servant gave a greeting and ran out.

In fact, this location is just a layer of concealment. After several rigorous inspections and countless times, the archives finally arrived underground, in a military base.

A middle-aged man who had just finished watching the experiment returned to the office, looked through the paper silently, and murmured:

"Is Fang Yuan? Interesting..."

...

Autumn goes and winter comes.

Although the defense was a bit bumpy, it was finally passed. Next, the degree certificate should be issued and the work should be arranged.

But Xijing University seemed to have forgotten Fang Yuan, and other senior students had a way out, but there was no notice of him.

Of course, these are superficial phenomena.

At least Fang Yuan felt that his security level had already secretly increased by one level, and even the medicinal materials grown in the countryside had traces of being sampled and analyzed.

It’s a pity that how could he reveal the flaws so much? No matter how many times he checked, he could only conclude that these medicinal herbs were ordinary medicinal herbs.

At this time, I was too lazy to care about it. I practiced step by step every day and went to the hospital.

After half a year, Fang Yuan suddenly felt that the Yuanling Qi cultivation technique was constantly perfect, and it only took one opportunity to break through.

"It's Dr. Fang!"

After entering the hospital, a doctor came towards him, and his eyes lit up immediately, as if he had seen a god.

"It's Xiao Mi Doctor Fang!"

"Master Fang!"

The patients and doctors around suddenly detonated, and they flocked in like crazy star-chasing fans.

Not to mention anything else, since Zhao Guoping's advanced gastric cancer turned benign and was even discharged from the hospital, the name of this miracle doctor has been well deserved to be on Fang Yuan.

Some people come to learn from their masters, some come to communicate and observe. Of course, the most common ones are the various cancer patients who ask for it. Some are related to it, and even Dean Wang can't stop it.

Seeing this, Fang Yuan could only repeatedly say that his medical treatment was just an experiment, and there were sequelae, and all kinds of uncertainties were all the time. Anyway, he kept belittling himself, and with the protection of a certain secret force, he could finally get some peace.

Of course, this kind of thing is inevitable every few days, especially because of the previous qigong heat, some people who regarded Fang Yuan as a master and came to ask for advice on cultivating immortals and practicing martial arts. A young man knelt directly at the entrance of the hospital for three days, which made Fang Yuan roll his eyes very much.

Congratulations, boy, you are almost at the truth!

"Old Tian, ​​Dean Wang!"

When I came inside, the treatment was different. Professor Tian and Dean Wang led a group of graduate students and stared at Fang Yuan with bright eyes.

"Oh... Mr. Lu has been persisting until now, and he has been critically ill several times this morning..."

A doctor said with red eyes.

"The deadline has arrived, what if I do..."

Fang Yuan shook his head: "I'll go see him!"

Naturally, human essence is not infinite. When multiple organs fail, it is true that the oil is gone and the lamp is gone, and only the heart is gone.

The group arrived at the ward with special care, and a large number of instruments flashed inside. Lu Wei was lying on the bed in the middle, looking unconscious.

"We have taken all kinds of techniques in depth, but we still cannot awaken him..."

Dean Wang said softly next to him.

"Get me a needle!"

Fang Yuan frowned when he saw this scene.

Professor Tian personally delivered a box of silver needles.

Fang Yuan twisted up one and closed his eyes slightly.

The doctors around quickly held their breath, and one of them directly carried the camera and started shooting.

call out!

Fang Yuan was too lazy to care about the outside world. The moment he picked up the needle, he was in a state of no waves in ancient wells. Suddenly he moved, his right hand was like the wind.

Whoosh!

In an instant, Old Man Lu was stabbed thirteen times in a row, and he thrust his whole body.
To be continued...