Talk about having a baby in front of me, see if I can't choke you to death? Wu Zhe directly changed the subject and said, "Old Xie, I have heard of the medicine stone technique you mentioned, but it seems to be mainly poison technique?"
Old Xie nodded: "What you said is not bad, but to be proficient in poison art, the ability of medicine stone must not be weak.—{2}{3}{}{x}"
"Then I don't know if there are any cheats, can you let me have a look?" Wu Zhe was thinking.
Could it be that she was moved? The old man Xie replied excitedly: "Okay, just take a look here!"
She took out a booklet close to her waist, handed it to Wu Zhe and said, "This is the first volume of my book "Poison Classics."
Wu Zhe opened the brochure and explained, "I'm afraid it's impolite to refuse you directly, and it's also unfair to the medicine stone technique. Let's see if I'm interested in medicine stones and the like."
She first slowly flipped through the table of contents of the booklet.
Although everyone in Yuan Healing Hall heard her explanation, they felt a little uneasy.
Palace Master Qin looked at Wu Zhe's expression nervously.
After Wu Zhe flipped through the catalog, he casually flipped through the following pages, and quickly returned them to Mr. Xie: "I really don't have much interest. It seems that I haven't written anything about health care and treatment."
"It's in the second volume!" Mr. Xie put away this book, and hurriedly took out the second volume of "Poison Classic" and handed it over: "Look at the fifteenth chapter, it is the part of nourishing the body with poison. The eighteenth chapter is the cure for poison with poison." sick part."
Wu Zhe pretended to be ok, I just reluctantly read it, flipped through the book casually, and the speed was quite perfunctory.
There was a smile on the corner of Palace Master Qin's mouth, and Old Xie's heart turned cold, and he hurriedly said again: "It's the way of women who care for their husbands and teach their children..."
"Old Xie, take your time." Wu Zhe interrupted immediately after returning the book, and on the surface immediately refused righteously: "Since I have entered the gate of the Yuan Healing Palace, Mr. Xie, you keep saying that children love each other, husbands teach children For this matter, can you be worthy of all the sisters and seniors who practice Yuan Healing Technique present here? Can you be worthy of the Yuan Therapists of the past generations who have defended their lives for the Great Wu Kingdom, treated the injuries of soldiers, and made great contributions?"
As soon as her heavy words came out. Immediately smashed Xie Lao silently.
Irrefutable! In front of the gate of the Hundred Years Yuan Healing Hall, it is really unreasonable to say these things to win over the daughter-in-law.
This is what people who cherish the Yuanhealing Palace can say. It is really hard to believe that this is a woman who has just entered our palace. All the girls present at the Yuan Healing Hall raised their thumbs secretly, feeling that this was just and awe-inspiring, which greatly raised the face of Yuan Healing Hall.
The master of Qin Palace was even more satisfied. Seeing Wu Zhe was so fond of him that he wanted to hold him in his arms and kiss him a few times.
But Mr. Xie is not easy to deal with. He took a few steps quickly, bowed down in the direction of the plaque on the gate of the Yuan Healing Hall, kowtowed his head and said: "Here is Mr. Xie, the sage woman of the past generations of the Yuan Healing Hall , apologize."
After apologizing, she got up with blood dripping from her forehead. Everyone was amazed that she had removed her body protection from the profound energy and directly used her body to make amends.
"Sister Qin, let me quit now, there is no place to put this old face, and I am even more embarrassed to see my own son who is waiting outside. Today, I must fight for a daughter-in-law here." Xie Lao said seriously .
Seeing her like this, the Master Qin and others felt helpless.
"The next words hurt people, I'm sorry first. But for my son, and for Miss Zhou to think about it, I have to say it!" Xie Lao pointed to the large rose bushes planted on both sides of the palace gate, and turned towards Wu. Zhe said: "Miss Zhou. Look at these budding roses, do they look like a little girl in a boudoir at the age of sixteen? They just need someone to cultivate them. They will surely bloom into incomparably gorgeous flowers in front of those who admire them. "
The master of Qin Palace is also considered an old man, and his heart sank when he heard this.
But she has no way to stop her now, even if she uses force to stop her, sooner or later she will have to let this young female disciple go through this test. I can only watch helplessly as Mr. Xie uses flowers as a metaphor.
Xie Lao didn't need to say more, and she didn't dare to say more. Otherwise, the master of Qin Palace will really fight her with his life.
What does Mr. Scorpion mean? Miss Zhou, you are a beautiful flower that has not fully bloomed yet. If you really entered Yuan Healing Hall, how can you have a chance to open it? Even open. It is like a flower blooming but no one appreciates it. Don't you feel regretful waiting for your beauty to wither
Of course Mr. Xie didn't dare to say these words in public, but anyone with a quick mind could understand the meaning.
This is a heartbreaking statement!
Words that directly affect the state of mind of many women in Yuan Healing Hall!
The master of Qin Palace, who had always been elegant, clenched his fists and was on the verge of fighting.
But Wu Zhe, who was targeted by these words, took a firm step forward, and said boldly, "Old Xie, what you said means that the head just now was for nothing."
Without waiting for Mr. Xie to reply, Wu Zhe said to the women in the Yuan Healing Hall around him: "Sisters and sisters, seniors in the hall, the women in the Yuan Healing Hall are self-cultivating and do not care about the relationship between men and women, in order to attract the vitality of the world and heal the wounded and sick in the world. .”
Wu Zhe turned his eyes sharply: "Old Xie, since you are proficient in the way of medicine stones, you should understand how many injuries cannot be cured by medicine stones, right?"
Old Xie had no choice but to nod.
"Especially the soldiers of our Great Wu Kingdom, who risked their lives before the battle and suffered numerous injuries and illnesses. Many medicine stones cannot heal them, and white maggots will even grow from their wounds! Can you hear their painful groans? Can you hear the crying of their family members?" Wu Zhe's cadenced voice resounded throughout the audience: "When your medicine stone is weak, only the Yuan Healing Technique of our Yuan Healing Hall is their only hope!"
Before Mr. Xie could refute anything, Wu Zhe quickly looked around at the crowd again, and said boldly, "The women in my Yuan Healing Palace can't get out of the court to marry as long as the Yuan Healing Technique is in their body. But there are still many sisters in the palace who keep their festivals for life. .”
Wu Zhe paused, looked around, and said word by word: "What is this kind of patience for?"
What is this patience for
The beautiful words came into the ears, and Mr. Xie didn't react for a while. Although many women in Yuan Healing Hall had already thought of it after Wu Zhe's reminder, they couldn't organize the words to answer for a while.
Several older metatherapists feel that they are lonely and desolate occasionally, and feel lonely and unbearable. When asked by Wu Zhe at this moment, they all asked themselves in their hearts: What is this kind of patience for
Wu Zhe suddenly turned back to face Mr. Xie again: "Our people in Yuan Healing Hall understand, but you, Mr. Xie, don't understand. Now let me tell you clearly!"
The audience was completely silent, not only Mr. Xie, but also all the women in Yuan Healing Hall listened carefully without daring to breathe.
Wu Zhe opened his arms, showing a body-guarding disciple robe like a mourning dress, and with a passionate tone, he said the core answer in a simple sentence: "Keep me alone, and heal all people in the world!"
This sentence can be described as deafening and enlightening!
Keep me alone, and heal the common people in the world!
Not to mention Mr. Xie, even many women in Yuan Healing Hall suddenly came to their senses.
Yes, well said!
We give up the happiness of being a husband and a child, and stick to purity, in order to heal the sickness and illness of the common people in the world with Yuan therapy! This is the reason for our patience!
In this day and age, few people think of using such a slogan to appeal to the public.
"Keep me alone, and heal all the people in the world!" Many women murmured these words with tears in their eyes.
Many women in Yuan Healing Hall feel that this sentence has found a summary of their life's beliefs for them.
Especially those elderly metatherapists felt that this sentence was the best praise for their decades of solitude!
As if to retaliate against Mr. Xie's violent words just now, many women in the Yuan Healing Hall unanimously shouted these words together:
"Keep me alone, and heal the common people in the world!"
"Keep me alone, and heal the common people in the world!"
"Keep me alone, and heal the common people in the world!"
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Amidst the chorus of the crowd, Mr. Xie felt that he couldn't stand up. In particular, Wu Zhe stared at her so fiercely that she subconsciously took two steps back.
Wu Zhe's real strength is not inferior to Xie Lao's at all. With the help of everyone, she quietly overwhelmed her in terms of momentum.
Wu Zhe didn't even think it was enough. After the voices of the girls weakened, he waved his hand to signal them to stop.
Following her small action, all the women in Yuan Healing Hall actually kept silent and looked at her quietly.
This was a sign that all the women present agreed with her point of view and began to respect her from the bottom of their hearts.
An aura like the head of Yuan Healing Hall was formed indistinctly.
Wu Zhe said to the maid who was holding the mat just now, "Bring the pen and ink."
The maid hurriedly fetched pen and ink. Pens, inks, papers and inkstones are common items in various ceremonies, and they can be fetched very quickly.
Wu Zhe asked someone to hold up a large piece of rice paper in the air, raised his chin and said proudly: "Old Xie, since you dare to speak nonsense in front of Yuan Healing Hall, I will repay you with a poem as a quasi-elder disciple of Yuan Healing Hall. Let me tell you, it is not an appropriate metaphor for flowers blooming gorgeously, and the dedication spirit of our Yuan Healing Palace women has reached a realm beyond what you can imagine!"
Although Xie Lao has experienced the world for a long time, he is completely dumbfounded at the moment. Watching helplessly, Wu Zhe rolled up his sleeves and proudly wrote on paper with a large brush.
The girls followed each word written by Wu Zhe and recited in a low voice:
"It's even harder to stay in love when you're in love..."
"Yuan Healing Wuxi Hundred Flowers Beauty..."
"The spring silkworms will not run out until they die..."
"The wax torch turns to ashes and tears dry."
The poems that originally described women's infatuation were modified by Wu Zhe's previous love and masterpiece, and became the content of praising dedication.
With the help of Wu Zetian's stele of Prince Shengxian, the twenty-eight characters appear vividly on the paper. There is a hint of arrogance between the soft and beautiful strokes, and the determination of the poems is vividly displayed.
All the girls looked in a daze.
How many years of misery, how many sisters' dedication, finally we have our own poems to praise! Moreover, facing the Elder Sansheng Zongxie who tried to slander Yuan Healing Hall, he almost slapped her in the face, and swung his pen boldly!
Worthy of being our big sister!
All the women in Yuan Healing Hall around, even the maids, had tears in their eyes, some even shed tears. (To be continued..)