After leaving the Wu family treasure house, they returned to the hall.

At this time, Wu Chengwu had cleaned up and put on a white martial arts uniform, and his whole body looked different.

Seeing Qin Yun and the others coming back, Wu Chengwu laughed and greeted them, asking, "Little friend Qin, how did you choose? Do you have anything you like in my Wu family's treasure house?"

Qin Yun nodded slightly and said: "The Wu family's treasure house is all-encompassing, and there are indeed many good things in it."

It's not that he was complimenting him, it was mainly because he took someone else's stuff and said something bad about it, which was a bit inappropriate.

When Wu Chengwu heard this, he burst into laughter: "Hahaha, indeed, my Wu family has liked to collect rare objects from all over the world since ancient times. I wonder what little friend Qin chose?"

Next to him, Wu Ziming's mouth trembled slightly and he said nothing.

Wu Chengwu frowned slightly when he saw his son's expression, and secretly thought that he had taken some of the Wu family's most precious treasures?

If this is really the case, it does feel a little distressing, but it doesn't matter. After all, he saved his life, and he made his promise to ask him to choose. If he regrets it, it will appear that he is not honest enough.

Wu Chengwu calmed down his expression and said with a smile: "Don't get me wrong, little friend Qin, no matter how valuable the thing you take is, Wu will not regret it."

"No, father, you misunderstood."

Wu Ziming couldn't listen anymore and hurriedly stepped forward to explain: "Mr. Qin just brought a few tarsus flowers and a roll of bamboo slips."

"Oh? Bamboo slips, what bamboo slips?"

Wu Chengwu was slightly startled.

The tarsal flower is indeed rare, but it is not a treasure to the Wu family. However, the bamboo slips made him curious. When did his Wu family have bamboo slips?

"Father, have you forgotten?"

Wu Ziming stepped forward and whispered a few words.

Wu Chengwu only reacted after hearing this: "Are you talking about the "Guessing the Gods"?"

"good."

Wu Ziming nodded.

After hearing this, Wu Chengwu's mouth trembled, and he looked at Qin Yun and said: "Little friend Qin, although the "Guan Shen Jue" is a good strange magic, it is not suitable for practice. I also tried to practice it at the beginning, but I have been practicing it for a year and a half without any results, even the elders of my Wu family. It is a useless technique."

"Yes, it's true that that technique cannot be practiced. I also tried to comprehend it back then, and I completely know what it is that I am practicing."

"Me too, I feel lonely after practicing."

Some elders of the Wu family nodded.

"Little friend Qin, my Wu family has a lot of skills. Why don't you go get another one?"

Wu Chengwu said kindly.

"No need, that's it, it's good."

Qin Yun shook his head decisively. The reason why they are not famous for their practice is because it is a method of cultivating immortals. Only practitioners who have entered innate spiritual consciousness can practice it.

"Well, okay..."

Seeing that Qin Yun refused so decisively, Wu Chengwu couldn't say anything. After all, this was his own choice, and he couldn't say anything.

And Qin Yun was too lazy to explain so much to them. If they knew how powerful this God-Observing Technique was, he might not give it to him.

"Little friend Qin, I didn't expect you to have such medical skills at such a young age. May I ask, where did you learn from him?"

Wu Chengwu was too lazy to dwell on this matter anymore and changed the subject.

Qin Yun shook his head slightly: "My master keeps a low profile and doesn't like to be mentioned by outsiders, so please don't ask further questions, head of the Wu family."

"Yes, yes, it was Wu who was abrupt."

Wu Chengwu nodded repeatedly. After all, Qin Yun's abilities were not something ordinary people could possess, so his master would probably be even more powerful. It was normal for most experts to like to keep a low profile so that no one knew about it.

"By the way, head of the Wu family, which ancient martial arts sect does your Wu family worship under?"

At this time, Qin Yun suddenly asked again.

Since he had gotten a big deal, he couldn't let the Wu family suffer too much. After thinking about it, he decided to tell them about the problem with the Wu family's exercises.

"Guwu Sect?"

Wu Chengwu was stunned for a moment. Although he didn't know why Qin Yun asked this, he still replied: "Our Wu family was lucky enough to join the ancient martial arts sect of the Yanyang Sect. I don't know, why does Qin Yun ask this?"

"Yanyang Sect?"

Qin Yun frowned. He knew a little about this sect. He remembered that it was a sect that was extremely good at playing with fire. The whole sect was a force that cultivated the fire attribute Qi.

"Yes, why does Mr. Qin ask this?"

Wu Chengwu asked again.

Qin Yun pondered for a moment and said to Wu Ziming: "You should tell everyone."

Everyone in the Wu family looked at him curiously.

Wu Ziming hesitated and took a step forward, telling him exactly what Qin Yun told him at that time.

"What? You mean, there is something wrong with our Wu family's martial arts?" When everyone in the Wu family heard what happened, they were dumbfounded.

Even Wu Chengwu looked at Qin Yun in disbelief and asked: "Little friend Qin, how is this possible! This technique was handed down from my ancestors of the Wu family, how could there be a problem?"

"Yes, why did our ancestors leave us problematic techniques?"

"Is there a mistake?"

For a moment, everyone in the Wu family looked ugly. Even if they questioned, they did not dare to show too much anger in front of Qin Yun.

Looking at everyone in the Wu family who looked not very good-looking, Qin Yun shook his head slightly: "Believe it or not, I just kindly remind you that the fire poison of the head of the Wu family is actually caused by this technique."

Looking at Qin Yun's determined look, Wu Chengwu began to hesitate and said, "Little friend Qin, this matter is of great importance. Do you have any basis for it?"

Although he believed that Qin Yun's medical skills were extraordinary, he didn't know much about his martial arts prowess. How could he deny what he had practiced for decades just by speaking?

"Evidence? Isn't your fire poison the best evidence?"

"This……"

Wu Chengwu was speechless for a moment and retorted unconvinced: "You said there is something wrong with my Wu family's martial arts. Then you dare to ask, why is it okay for my ancestors to practice?"

"Your ancestor?"

Qin Yun smiled faintly and said: "Okay, then let me ask you, how many martial arts masters were born in your ancestors? How old were they when they died? If I am not wrong, when they died, were their bodies haggard and their hair sallow, just like Like a mummy?"

"This!!!"

Wu Chengwu thought about it carefully, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.

Not to mention anyone else, let's just talk about his father. When he died that year, it was exactly the same as what Qin Yun said!

And some older clan elders, recalling the martial arts masters of the Wu family throughout the generations, found that this was indeed the case when they died!

Looking at the Wu family who remained silent, Qin Yun smiled faintly: "It seems that I was right. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be a problem for a martial arts master to live for more than a hundred years, but now, your Wu family is a hundred years old. The elders can almost say no. And you are the only one who has become a master and has the fire poison. The answer has been put in front of you, what else do you have to question?"

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