"Where did you get this peach pit?"

Jiang Bodi did not go to pick up the Pantao Hu immediately, but stared at Guo Dalu with disbelief.

At the same time, the masters present all kept their attention on Guo Dalu. They looked elsewhere and their ears locked Guo Dalu tightly.

"The peach kernel was given to me by a saint..." Guo Dalu deliberately suppressed his voice very low, "But the pattern on it was carved by me myself. I told you that I have also studied the Mohist craftsmanship."

"How can I give it to others easily by the saint? I can't ask for this gift." Jiang Boti whispered.

"It's okay, the saint said that this peach pit can be given to people, but it cannot be robbed by people. Whoever robs him will kill him." Guo Dalu lowered his voice further.

Several masters twitched their muscles in their eyes when they heard this. Why did this say look like the boy said to them on purpose? All the things of the saints have their marks. Even if they do not specifically emphasize threats, they dare not touch them. This is a waste of time.

Jiang Boti was so smart that he understood Guo Dalu’s implicit voice in seconds. He immediately stopped hesitating and took the peach pit and put it away.

Seeing this proud daughter so serious, Guo Dalu suddenly felt a little strange. Although the peach pit originated from peaches and was priceless, it was leftovers after all. If Jiang Bodi knew about this in the future, I wonder what her reaction would be. If you eat the peach, give me the peach pit? I don’t care about it!

However, this idea was fleeting. Their engagement this time was a bit like rushing the duck to put it on the shelves. He was to save people, while Jiang Boti wanted to find a shield to show his attitude to those who were trying to influence her marriage.

To put it bluntly, the relationship they wanted to form was just a nominal Taoist couple, and Guo Dalu could not have offered the other two peaches as an engagement ceremony without reservation.

Moreover, this peach pit alone has already made the masters calm. If he takes out the peaches that are six thousand years or even nine thousand years old, then these masters may have to snatch them at the risk of being expelled by the sect.

The wealth is still touching. Even if they exchange half of their lives for this kind of immortal thing that may help them become saints, they will not hesitate.

"He was not injured!"

Just as Jiang Bodi put the peach pits into her red flower world, a thin scholar stood up in the crowd. The scholar pointed at Guo Dalu and said with a firm tone: "You are not injured, or your injuries have been healed."

Everyone turned to look at the scholar and found that the other party was a disciple of the Medical Sect, and they felt secretly happy.

The Medical Sect came forward to prove that how could Guo Dalu deny it?

"Who are you?" Guo Dalu asked as he looked at the scholar.

The scholar clasped his fists and said, "Wang Danxi, the great disciple of Xiayi Sect, Fellow Daoist Guo, you are not injured at this time, why do you want to deceive everyone?"

"How did Brother Wang realize that Guo was not injured?" Guo Dalu asked curiously.

"Your face, your voice, and your every move illustrates this."

Guo Dalu smiled slightly, "Brother Wang, are you sure? Have you ever seen the master's palm wound? Although looking at it is the way of a doctor, Brother Wang, ask yourself, have your medical skills reached this level?"

"I, I..." Wang Danxi began to feel a little lack of confidence.

"Brother Wang, please sit down. Guo understands your mood, but as a disciple of the Medical Sect, you should not talk nonsense about others' injuries." Guo Dalu is a master of medicine, so how could he be so easily frightened?

"I can't tell whether you were injured or not, but my junior sister can tell that my junior sister said that you were not injured, and you must not be injured!" Wang Danxi made a comeback.

"Oh? How did Junior Sister see that she was not injured?" Guo Dalu asked.

Wang Danxi turned to look at a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl sitting next to her and shouted: "Junior sister!"

The girl was suddenly noticed by so many people, she was a little nervous, lowered her head and blushed, and restless.

"Is this little girl Yu Suwen, the only daughter of the Medicine Saint of Medicine?" Someone recognized the girl's identity.

Wang Danxi Road: "That's right."

"It's her! It is said that this Miss Yu is born with a medical heart and is a rare medical genius. What she said must be fine."

"That's right, I have heard of Miss Yu's name."

"I remember that, I had a master uncle who was infected with a strange disease two years ago. Even Senior Medicine Saint was helpless for a while. Thanks to the Suwen girl's timely explanation of the cause of the disease, my master uncle got out of danger."

...

Everyone thought and worked together, and quickly portrayed the girl Yu Suwen as a reincarnation of a medical immortal. As long as Yu Suwen's character is well established, what she said will naturally have the highest credibility.

"Miss Yu, how did you see that your serious injury was cured?" Guo Dalu, as a doctor, was also very curious about this.

"Eyes, eyes..." Yu Suwen glanced at Guo Dalu timidly, then lowered her head again. She was such a timid and introverted girl.

"Eyes?" Guo Dalu said to himself, then laughed at himself, and said to himself: "Sure enough, there is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the sky. I can simulate my voice, behavior, and expression of my background and I was seriously injured, but I only forgot to simulate my eyes."

Guo Dalu hesitated for a moment, and then said aloud: "Miss Yu is right, Guo's injury has indeed healed."

He could have used Yu Suwen's flaw of being introverted and timid, but he didn't do that, because some things, no matter what the reason for being famous, cannot be done, and that is the bottom line of being a human being.

As soon as Guo Dalu finished speaking, the scene suddenly burst into flames and criticism was heard.

Even Wen Shaogu and Jiang Bodi looked at him with confusion.

He was obviously injured by a palm, how could he heal overnight?

"How can a person with such a bad character be worthy of a Goddess?"

"In order to avoid talking about martial arts, he pretended to be injured and deceived the goddess. It was simply a shame to the Xuan Realm!"

"If you feel that you are not strong enough and admit defeat, as long as the goddess doesn't say anything, we have nothing to say. Why do you have to do such a disgusting thing?"

"You are just a bad behavior, but you will also have to implicate the goddess and embarrass you?"

...

The young monks finally found a breakthrough and fully burst into their repressed indignation.

The masters, including the King of Qin, remained silent strangely. They heard the conversation between Guo Dalu and Jiang Bodi, and they knew that there might be a saint behind Guo Dalu. Even though his realm and talent seemed very average, he was given the care of a saint, and various magical medicines and rare treasures were indispensable.

The night of healing the master's palm wound and the peach pit all illustrate this.

Maybe this young man was the illegitimate son of a saint, and he was the real second generation of saints?

In any case, it must have a profound meaning to choose him as the Taoist partner. After all, behind the heavenly woman is a saint with earth-shaking cultivation.

"Frozen off the red flowers on you first!"

At this time, Jiang Boti spoke again, his voice still tactfully and pleasantly, but there was no warmth in his tone: "Otherwise, you are not qualified to evaluate my husband."

The discussion gradually subsided.

"Junior Sister Jiang, you missed the best one, so you don't have to be so wronged, right?" Dizong Pu Shanjin stood up again.

As soon as these words were said, the atmosphere between the scene suddenly became subtle. Everyone knew who the "best" in Pushanjin's mouth was. They were convinced by this. But if this kind of thing was said in person, wouldn't it be like sprinkling salt on the wound of the goddess?

"Senior Brother Pu is talking about Senior Brother Ye?" Jiang Boti asked.

Pu Shanjin smiled faintly, "Who else can afford these three words for the younger generation of monks in the Xuan Realm?"

Jiang Boti said: "Senior Brother Ye is very good, but Boti only thinks he is his brother from beginning to end."

Angry words! It’s definitely angry words!

Everyone heard the pain and resentment suppressed in Jiang Boti's words.

She and the young master Ye Langtian were originally made of heaven and earth, and were the golden boy and jade girl in everyone's eyes. Over the years, the entire Xuan Realm has been waiting for the day when they become Taoist couples, but the young master Ye Langtian married another woman.

This kind of blow, this kind of damage, is so unforgettable!

As the saying goes, the worst thing you can't get is always the worst.

What a proud person is. Since she knows that she has a fate with the young master, she will naturally not be entangled, but will decisively endure the pain and cut off the relationship.

Now in order to revenge Ye Langtian, he has found such an uncontrollable Taoist couple. However, when they meet at the young master’s wedding tomorrow, who will be more embarrassed?

"Junior Sister Jiang doesn't have to be like this..." Pu Shanjin continued to sigh, "There are so many talents in the Xuan Realm, and Junior Sister Jiang should have a better choice."

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but nodded in agreement. Yes, yes, it's a better choice for me.

"Wait!" Guo Dalu finally interrupted with no endurance, "I said, "I'm still here, you fool my wife into making better choices with nothing. Are you brain-sick? Do you still have some morality? Have you heard of the principle of demolishing ten temples instead of destroying a marriage? Did your university teacher not teach you to respect others? Your elementary school teacher has never taught you to be civilized and polite? You call your parents now and ask them, is this appropriate? Is there any tutor?"

Everyone in the audience was silent, looking at Guo Dalu with this expression: ／_ ／

There are also some monks in the Xuan Realm who are good at talking and talking. Before fighting, they scold the other party to disrupt their minds. The monks present are not unfamiliar with this, but this is the first time they have experienced such a unique scolding as Guo Dalu just now, which is really indescribable.

"And do you know why I pretended to be injured and not talk about martial arts with you?" Guo Dalu was targeting all the young monks here this time. "Because I don't talk about martial arts with you, you can still have a thought in your heart, thinking that the reason why you lose is not a war is because of bad luck, not because of lack of strength. Once I formally attack you, you will find that you have no last thoughts and you will be completely desperate."

"Sir! Say crazy words!"

"Dare you dare to fight me!"

...

Guo Da smiled on the road and turned to Pu Shanjin, and asked politely: "You are talking so loudly, how about taking my sword?"

Pu Shanjin felt a stern when he heard this. Thinking of the skill that had just been broken, his expression was immediately alert and said coldly: "Draw the sword!"

Guo Dalu smiled but said nothing, suddenly raised his right arm and raised it high. He saw his robe sleeves fluttering, pointing like a sword, pausing in the air, and slashing towards Pushanjin with a "huh".

Boom! Huh!

In an instant, a great aura that was blocking the heaven and earth burst out, bursting out, just like a long-accumulated flood suddenly opened, rushing over and over, pushing towards Pushan Jin!

Pushan was down-to-earth and was already connected with the earth's veins, but when he faced the overwhelming and vast energy, he still couldn't help but change his color.

He felt the domineering sword intent, and his heart was confused. It was an absolute crush on realm and power!

He was unable to resist at all, and even with the help of the power of the earth, he could not stop this sword that shook the mountains and the mountains. Who else could do that?

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he was wrong, and he was very thorough!

How could the celestial girl Jiang Bodi casually find someone to be a Taoist partner?

This was his last thought before he lost consciousness.
To be continued...