Mo Lin is taller than ordinary people. Even Wu Xi, who is also a sword cultivator, is two or three inches shorter than him. Although he has a simple temper, he can still pretend to be a superior person outside.
Wu Xi was frightened.
Not that anything else, in front of the swordsman genius, begging his junior sister to save people, even to give up a little fire spirit essence, is really a bit difficult.
If anyone in the sect heard this, they would probably want to drive him out.
Mo Lin didn't know the truth yet, but Xia Wu got out of the way, and then took the thin roll in Wu Xi's hand.
The person who came to support Junior Sister was very hurt, "Junior Sister? What does he want to do that exceeds the rules? You still accept his illegal things!"
Xia Tianwu felt that Mo Lin was a little confused today.
In other words, in the past few days, the people I met were a bit strange.
First, the junior uncle actually stopped complaining before taking the medicine, then Cui Yujun and Ni Jinxuan talked strangely, and now the senior brother's words were a bit hard for her to understand.
"You're just showing me some secret recipe from an ancient book. Senior brother, please step aside and block my light."
Mo Lin breathed a sigh of relief and gave way to Xia Tian Wu, "It's up to you."
He would stand here today, staring at Wu Xi to see what outrageous thing he was going to do!
Xia Tianwu finished reading it quickly, "Do you really think this is a serious ancient book?"
To be honest, every street stall selling exercises in the city has dug them out of the mound of soil. You don't know whether the things buried in the grave are serious or not, let alone whether the exercises are serious or not.
Perhaps by luck, there are some genuine ancient high-level martial arts fragments, but most of them are inferior, and there are even fake books that are deliberately sold as old.
Anyway, it's a one-shot deal, and street stalls are highly liquid, so you can't find anyone to settle the accounts.
Wu Xi was stunned for a moment, "My master once taught me. I saw this paper and the remaining aura, it is indeed thousands of years old."
Oh, some IQ, but not much.
There is no final conclusion in summer, "New wine is put into old bottles, and the old ones are remade, you know?"
She lowered her eyes and pointed at the words above, "This kind of old words made with secret methods, although it uses ancient ink, after all, it has not been with the paper for thousands of years, otherwise the pen and ink should have been mixed with the paper. The fusion of page spirit and rhyme should be the same."
The woman's voice was clear and clear, extremely rational, well-organized and meticulous.
Wu Xi first followed her instructions and realized that there was indeed a difference, but then his face suddenly turned gray and full of disappointment.
"So, this secret method is also fake?"
Xia Tian was more thoughtful than Wu Xi. The timing of the emergence of this secret method was too coincidental.
But no one else should know that Cui Yujun was poisoned by cold. Could it be that someone was spying secretly at the bottom of the cliff?
The spirit that the junior uncle captured at that time seemed to be something that was spied on secretly. Is it possible that there is still more?
If Wu Xi really dared to speak today and asked her for the Essence of Strange Fire, she would definitely think that the direct disciple of Guiyuan Sect had some brain problems and probably needed medical treatment.
If the two parties get into trouble, wouldn't it mean that the two sects are at odds?
Who is so driving a wedge between the elites of the two sects? Is it possible that the devil is at work again?
Xia Tian Wu thought about it in his mind, frowned and replied, "At least I don't think there is any way to verify it. My master has never said this."
"I'm sorry, fellow Taoist Wu, I want to take this thing away and show it to the elders. Such a fraud should be investigated by Junding Mansion."
After she finished speaking, she turned around to leave. Suddenly she thought of something and turned back to look at Wu Xi.
The man had a look of despair on his face, and all the courage he had finally mustered up had been lost.
"Fellow Daoist Wu, there is one more thing."
Wu Xi raised her head, suppressed her loneliness, and straightened her face, "Fellow Daoist Xia, please speak."
"Not to mention that you didn't verify the authenticity of this. When you asked me today, didn't you think that you were not just forcing others to do something difficult, but could even be said to be a bad person's request?"
"It's true that I practice medicine. There are thousands of people in the world who should be saved by me. I have never heard of a doctor having to use his own life to save one person."
"But these are not the most important things. Have you ever asked Cui Daoyou what he meant?"
Xia Tianwu finished speaking and left without looking back.
Wu Xi lowered his eyes, with a bitter and embarrassed look on his face. After a long time, he lowered his head and said hoarsely, "I have thought about it, but I can't help it."
He stood in front of the mountain where fate had fallen, and he was extremely aware of his own incompetence and insignificance.
Many, many times, this is true.
Since when, his days have been filled with only debt and helplessness.
Even though it was not what a gentleman did, even though it was shameless and ridiculous, he still held on to the last glimmer of hope... and wanted to give it a try.
Mo Lin took a deep look at Wu Xi, then caught up with Xia Wu, "Junior sister, what did he ask you for just now? What did he exceed?"
Xia Tianwu:......
"Senior brother, I heard that Master Ju Yuan and Taoist Fellow Wu Xi's master are close friends?"
"Huh? My master and uncle Pei Qin are just ordinary drinking buddies. He can't beat my master." Mo Lin said in confusion.
"I think he should be a friend, or else he can teach two identical mallets."
After Xia Tianwu finished speaking, he directly used his spiritual power and flew back to the top of Tianrui Peak.
Mo Lin stood there and frowned. Who was the stick that the junior sister was talking about?
It couldn't be him and Wu Xi, right?
At the bottom of Tianrui Peak, Cui Yujun was wearing a big cloak. When he heard the door open, he quickly turned his head in excitement, "Sister Tianwu, are you back?"
"I'm telling you..."
"Senior sister." The man's voice was deep.
Cui Yujun's smile froze, and she secretly muttered something bad, then the bright smile on her lips became faint and restrained, "Why are you here?"
Wu Xi stood outside the house, hesitated for a moment, and then knelt down.
Cui Yujun took a breath and took a step back, "It's not necessary to give such a grand ceremony."
She's not dead yet, and she doesn't want to recognize such a good boy.
Lin Du, who was not far away, shook his hand and even one of the mints Jiang Liangxin made for her dropped.
Mo Lin, who had just chased after him, silently drew a small barrier and covered the young uncle and Xia Wu who were going down the mountain to get something.
If you want to watch a show, you have to find a good cover.
The three people crowded in the barrier, eyes wide open.
"Senior sister, Wu Xi is incompetent."
"Senior Sister sacrificed her life to save me twice, but I failed to save Senior Sister every time. Wu Xi feels guilty."
"I came today not to ask for forgiveness from Senior Sister, nor to defend myself. I only have two plans for now."
"I raise my senior sister with all the treasures of heaven and earth. Whatever the senior sister wants to do or where she wants to go, I will accompany her. I will live a happy life without any regrets."
"Second, if Senior Sister doesn't dislike my body, I will voluntarily give it to Senior Sister."
"Without senior sister, my life would have been long gone. Now that senior sister is in a dead end, I am willing to go to the underworld on my own."
Not far outside the house, the three people in the barrier gasped in unison.
Lin Du held a mint in his mouth and took out the melon seeds from Huayuloushun, "Do you want melon seeds? Nephews?"
