Chapter 216 Who is the club that Junior Sister is talking about?

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 seems to have a simple temper, he still pretends to be a master in public.

Wu Xi was frightened.

It was not for anything else, but in front of the sword genius, begging his junior sister to help save people, and even asking her to give up a little Fire Spirit Essence, was really asking too much.

If anyone in the sect heard this, they would probably want to kick him out.

Mo Lin didn't know the truth yet, but Xia Tianwu made way, and then took the thin roll of things in Wu Xi's hand.

The person who came to support Junior Sister was very hurt, "Junior Sister? What kind of thing does he want to go beyond the rules? You still accept his out-of-line things!"

Xia Tianwu felt that Mo Lin was a little weird today.

Or rather, the people she met in the past few days were a little strange.

First, the junior uncle stopped complaining before taking the medicine, then Cui Yujun and Ni Jinxuan spoke strangely, and now her senior brother's words were a little confusing.

"I just want to show me some ancient secret recipe. Senior brother, please make way. You are blocking my way."

Mo Lin breathed a sigh of relief and made way for Xia Tianwu, "You watch your way."

He was going to stand here today, staring at Wu Xi, to see what outrageous things he was going to do!

Xia Tianwu finished reading quickly, "Do you really think this is a serious ancient book?"

To be honest, every stall selling martial arts in the city was dug out from the mound. You don't know whether the things buried in the grave are serious or not, let alone whether the martial arts are serious or not.

Maybe there are some genuine ancient advanced martial arts fragments, but most of them are not up to standard, and there are even fake books that are deliberately sold as old.

Anyway, they are all bought and sold at a hammer, and the street stalls have a high turnover, and you can't find someone to settle accounts.

Wu Xi was stunned for a moment, "My master once taught me that I looked at this paper and the remaining spiritual rhyme, and it is indeed thousands of years old."

Oh, a little IQ, but not much.

Xia Tianwu came to a conclusion. "Put new wine in old bottles and make them look old, do you know?"

She lowered her eyes and pointed at the words on it. "Although the words made old by secret methods use ancient ink, they have not been placed together with paper for thousands of years. Otherwise, the pen and ink should have been integrated with the spirit of the paper and should be the same."

The woman's voice was clear, very rational, well-organized, and meticulous.

Wu Xi first followed her instructions and realized that there was indeed something wrong, and then his face suddenly fell and was full of disappointment.

"So, this secret method is also fake?"

Xia Tianwu thought more than Wu Xi. The timing of the secret method was too coincidental.

But Cui Yujun should not have known that she was poisoned by the cold. Could it be that someone was secretly spying on her when she was at the bottom of the cliff?

The spirit that Junior Uncle caught at that time seemed to be the thing that was secretly spying. Could it be that there is more?

If Wu Xi really dared to ask her for the essence of the strange fire today, she would definitely think that there was something wrong with the brain of Guiyuan Sect's direct disciple, and probably needed treatment.

If the two sides quarreled, wouldn't it be the two sects that were at odds?

Who would alienate the elites of the two sects like this? Could it be the evil spirits again?

Xia Tianwu thought about it in his heart, frowned and replied, "At least I think there is no way to verify it, and my master didn't say this."

"Sorry, Fellow Daoist Wu, I want to take this thing away for the elders to see. It's so fake, Junding Mansion should investigate it."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly she thought of something and looked back at Wu Xi.

The man looked distraught, and the courage he had finally mustered had been completely lost.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, there is one more thing."

Wu Xi raised his head, suppressed his loneliness, and straightened his face, "Fellow Daoist Xia, please tell me."

"Not to mention that you didn't verify the truth of this, when you asked me today, didn't you think that you were not only forcing someone to do something, but you could even say that it was a request that was against the will of the Tao?"

"It's true that I practice medicine. There are thousands of people in the world who deserve my help. I have never heard of a doctor using his own life to save a person."

"But these are not the most important things. Have you asked Fellow Daoist Cui what he thinks?"

Xia Tianwu said, and left without looking back.

Wu Xi lowered his eyes, his face bitter and embarrassed. After a long time, he lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice, "I thought about it, but I can't do it." He

stood in front of the mountain of fate, and he was very clear about his incompetence and insignificance. Many, many times, it was like this. Since when, his days were filled with only indebtedness and helplessness. Even if it was not what a gentleman did, even if it was shameless and ridiculous, he still held on to that last glimmer of hope... and wanted to give it a try. Mo Lin took a deep look at Wu Xi, and then caught up with Xia Tianwu, "Junior sister, what did he ask you just now? What did he cross?" Xia Tianwu:... "Senior brother, I heard that Master Ju Yuan and Fellow Daoist Wu Xi's master are close friends?" "Huh? My master and Master Pei Qin are just average, just drinking buddies, and he can't beat my master." Mo Lin said puzzled. "I think it should be a friend, otherwise how could he teach two identical idiots?" Xia Tianwu said, and then he used his spiritual power and flew back to the top of Tianrui Peak. Mo Lin stood there and frowned. Who was the idiot that Junior Sister was talking about? Could it be him and Wu Xi? At the bottom of Tianrui Peak, Cui Yujun was wearing a cloak. When she heard the sound of the door being pushed open, she turned her head excitedly, "Sister Tianwu, you are back?" "I told you..." "Senior Sister." The man's voice was deep. Cui Yujun's smile froze, and she secretly said that it was bad luck, and then the bright smile on her lips became faint and withered, "Why are you here?" Wu Xi stood outside the house, hesitated for a moment, and knelt down directly. Cui Yujun took a breath and took a step back, "There's no need to be so polite." She wasn't dead yet, and she didn't want to acknowledge such a good son.

Lin Du, who was not far away, trembled, and the mint candy Jiang Liangxin made for her fell out of shock.

Mo Lin, who had just caught up, silently drew a small barrier, covering the junior master and Xia Tianwu who came down the mountain to get something.

If you want to eat melons and watch the show, you have to find a good cover.

The three people squeezed into the barrier, their eyes widened.

"Senior sister, Wu Xi is incompetent."

"Senior sister risked her life to save me twice, and I failed to save her each time. Wu Xi has a guilty conscience."

"I came here today not to ask for your forgiveness, nor to defend myself. There are only two options for now."

"I have raised you with all my talents. No matter what you want to do or where you want to go, I will go with you and we will live happily without regrets."

"Second, if you don't mind my body, I will voluntarily give it to you."

"If it weren't for senior sister, I would have died long ago. Now that you are 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 candy in his mouth and took out some melon seeds from Huayulou. "Want some melon seeds, my fellow apprentices?"