A huge and imposing building appeared in front of everyone.
At first glance, the entire building seemed to be enveloped in blue vines.
However, on closer inspection, it was discovered that the vines were all carved on it, and they were vivid.
In the center, there is a statue.
It was an old man in a casket.
Wearing a hat, holding a medicine hoe in his hand, carrying a bamboo basket behind him.
The statue is carved to life.
But his face was blurred, and he couldn't see clearly.
"Who is that?"
Mo Ziqing asked curiously.
The officer turned his head and replied: "That's our founding ancestor of the School of Theological Medicine."
"At that time, the medical community on the Star Continent was completely barren."
"Later, after his old man came, he established the Divine Medical School in one hand and taught everyone how to make medicine."
"He is the founder of medical technology for the entire Star Continent."
"Then why the face is so blurred?"
"Because the patriarch has training, there is no need to show his image to everyone in the world."
"So, in the statue, he should deliberately blur his face."
"However, at the highest point of the Medical God Pavilion, there is a full-length portrait of the ancestor of that year. Only figures of the elder level can visit there.
The officer explained patiently.
They had just arrived at the main hall and entered their seats in turn.
At this time, the rumbling bell rang.
Then, a group of elders from Eguanbo walked in one by one.
Seeing their figure, many people were all excited.
"Wow, they are all masters!"
"Did you see it? It was Dean Xuanqing!"
"Yes!"
"Oh my god, I actually met Dean Xuanqing! Are you dreaming?"
"Hurry, pinch me ..."
Ye Qingli's gaze fell on the old man in the front of the crowd.
He was tall and thin, with deep cheeks.
Wrinkles on his face.
At first glance, it looks like an old man about to die.
However, his eyes were bright.
Make him look very different from ordinary people.
From his face, there was no trace similar to Xuan Chen.
Ye Qingli silently remembered this face in her heart.
Behind Xuan Qing, there were 12 other palm courtyards.
But why are there only eleven people?
Ye Qingli is at a strange time.
Everyone has been seated in turn.
Xuan Qing said with a smile: "Everyone, you are all elites on the mainland. You are welcome to apply for the School of Divinity Medicine."
"In the next three years, the college will provide you with all the conditions to grow you into a famous doctor."
"Thank you Dean!"
"God, the dean is so amiable."
"Yeah, I'm crying when I'm moved ..."
A group of people almost passed out in excitement.
"Now, please ask Mozhangyuan of Tiangong Institute, please give out the gold bottle."
An officer of the Medical Research Association stood up.
The rules for the signing of gold bottles were announced aloud.
In fact, there is nothing special.
It is to let every student come to Jinping.
Then, try to release all the spiritual power in your body.
Then, the golden bottle will react naturally.
"You must pay attention to your abilities as much as possible."
"It will determine which branch you will be recruited."
"Once confirmed, it cannot be changed."
"In the next three years, you will study there."
"The chance is only once."
"Please take it seriously."
Next, everyone walked up one by one.