There Is Disease in the World

The morning in Qinghe Town starts with river fog. Shen He has been making medicine at Songlingtang for 20 years. He thought that his life would be to see doctors, get prescriptions, and spend his whole life guarding the old medical books left by his grandfather. Until the child was carried into the hospital - the fever persisted, the skin was cold, and the bone marrow seemed to be filled with fire. This is no ordinary disease. Grandpa's notes recorded the same symptoms twenty years ago. That time, two people died. The cause of the disease is still unknown. From that day on, Shen He opened the door of Songling Hall and walked into the misty mountains. What he encountered was not a patient, but a world that was "sick" - the cultivating sect regarded bias as strength and sickness as state, and the bias in the world was awakening, and a once-in-a-millennium epidemic was about to come. Grandpa left him an ancient book with no lower volume. There were only two words written on the spine: First volume. The book does not teach moves or techniques, it only teaches one thing - harmony. There are diseases in the world, and doctors can cure them. However, who is going to cure the disease of the doctor?