Chapter 1190: Too much greed will be backfired

"How come I don't know that your human race is the wrist of the pulse and diagnosis." Seeing Feng Qing's speechless expression, Venerable Wutong waved his hand and said bravely to death: "Forget it,

You will know if you have a diagnosis."

As he said that, Venerable Wutong really stretched out his left hand and rolled up his sleeves at will, revealing the inner side of his wrist.

Feng Qing took out the medicine pillow and placed it under his left wrist before calming down and putting his fingers on the left wrist of Master Wutong.

Then, Feng Qing opened his eyes slightly.

No pulse?

What's the situation?

"You girl believe it now." Venerable Wutong retracted his hand, quickly lowered his sleeves, and stared at Feng Qing who was still stunned: "Although I have turned into a human form, some of my characteristics still maintain the appearance of trees.

, You don’t have to be too surprised. I didn’t think about solving the problem of the damage to the origin. If you have this intention, the old sycamore tree is already very pleased.”

It means that Feng Qing doesn't have to bother to solve the problem of his damage to his origin.

He has lived for so many years and has thought about all the ways he should think of, and has tried many things. To be honest, if Feng Qing was now the body of the God Lord, Wutong would still have hope for him, but now

In the eyes of Venerable Wutong, Feng Qing had absolutely no possibility of solving his problem.

Feng Qing also saw the attitude of Venerable Wutong.

Although in addition to the ordinary "look, listen, ask and touch", she also had other ways to avoid the method of taking off and knitting as mentioned by Venerable Wutong for a period of time to take the pulse, Venerable Wutong obviously did not have much desire to solve this matter, so she did not mention it again.

After all, that way to use spiritual power to peek at all the details of his body actually lacks a lot of respect for Venerable Yijie.

Some strong people would rather die than be peeped at.

"Since that's the case, then Feng Qing turned around and thought of other ways."

"You girl are so enthusiastic." Venerable Wutong smiled, not caring too much.

"It's just a doctor." Feng Qing suddenly remembered Mu Liu's incident, and saw that the atmosphere is good now, so he asked: "Honor, Feng Qing wants to ask, is this thing yours?"

Feng Qing took out the bark obtained from the Mu Family's vault and presented it to Venerable Wutong.

"It's my bark. It's just the old skin that has fallen off. What do you do with this thing?" Venerable Wutong glanced at it and felt a little disgusted: "The leaf I gave you is more useful than this one."

There are too many."

The sycamore leaves on his Wutong Venerable are of many effects, and they are not comparable to ordinary spiritual herbs or spiritual woods.

"There are other effects on Wutong leaves?" Feng Qing heard the meaning of Wutong's words and his eyes lit up.

Did she ignore the leaves of the sycamore tree before?

"Can I still lie to you? Since I gave it to you, you will feel it yourself. If you think that the effect is useless, then you will throw it away at will."

When saying this, the eyes of Venerable Wutong were clearly stated, if you dare to throw it away, my old Wutong Tree would not spare you the appearance of a little girl.

She dares to lose her life, that's why she wants to die.

Feng Qing could only smile and said that she would definitely cherish and use it.

"Honor, I want to ask, this piece of bark you dropped should not be available to anyone. Do you still remember someone taking your bark away and you even punished him?"

"Punishment? Old Wutong Tree, how could I argue with you little humans? Isn't that a self-destruction?" Wutong Master felt that Feng Qing's question was simply insulting him.

Feng Qing pursed her lips and changed her way to understand more directly.

"That's right, Venerable. I have a friend who is a single-type spiritual practitioner of the wood system. According to principles, he should practice very fast and have excellent spiritual talent. But for some reason, he is extremely intelligent and diligent and self-supporting.

Now that he has passed thirty this year, he is stuck in the realm of spiritual soul and cannot make progress. Moreover, according to him, every time he practices, he seems to do useless work, and he cannot send his spiritual power into the Dantian Snow Mountain to accumulate it no matter how he does it."

"Oh," Master Wutong's eyes moved: "What are you talking about following you two into the city and having good eyes?"

Sure enough, Master Wutong knew that the existence of wooden willows.

Everyone after entering the city could not avoid the perception of Venerable Wutong.

"It is. Venerable, we once suspected that it was bloodline that prevented him from getting ahead, and someone from his ancestors got this bark, so I asked if you know about it."

The gaze of the Master Wutong fell on the bark, and his eyes flashed, and a green light flashed by.

"That should be his own choice." The face of Venerable Wutong also had a hint of complexity, and even more disappointment: "You human hearts are the most complicated. You have too much greed. You want to get one. You don't know,

God is fair. If you give you one, you have to pay the price to get two. Often, some people don’t want to give it to get it. Sneak, "Wutong Master laughed sarcastically: "How is this possible."

Feng Qing was confused when she heard it.

However, the Master Wutong seemed to have a sudden change in his mood and knocked on the table with his hand: "It's useless for you to keep this thing. I took it away. The old Wutong tree is tired and it's time to rest. You can see if you want it.

Stay here or wait for your little partner outside.”

As he said that, he didn't look at Feng Qing's expression, and disappeared in front of Feng Qing with the bark.

Feng Qing opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she didn't say it out.

"This is fine, why are you angry?" And the conversation is over.

She hasn't talked about her next cooperation with Forest City.

How to protect the wood dragon spirit wood, or even the forest city, and how to solve the barrier divine formation?

Forget it, she won't care about this older person.

Feng Qing looked back at Qin Mufeng who was still standing still, and sighed for a long time.

"It seems that Mu Muxi and the Queen of Forest are still the ones who need to ask Mu Muxi about this matter."

Feng Qing mentioned Muliu, which caused emotional fluctuations from Venerable Wutong. Muliu finally found an opportunity to get along with Muliu after Muliu made a strong school motto with Muliu.

Mumuxi held a bow and arrow made of pure wood in his hand, stood up straight, pulled the bow, shot the arrow, and finished it in one go.

With one sword, he stabbed into a circular wooden stake that stood hundreds of meters away.

And the center of the circle.

Mu Liu also shot an arrow behind him, and then smiled and bowed to Mu Mu Xi: "The saint is good at archery, but Mu Liu loses."

"If your heart is not here, you will naturally lose." Mu Muxi simply compared his temples: "My thoughts are mixed, how can you focus on doing things?"

Muliu has a very fast learning ability. In just two days, she can easily understand some of Mumuxi's gestures and then guess what the meaning is.

Mumuxi looked at Muliu like this, and it was rare that he had a little more interest in communicating with him.

It will be much more comfortable to get along with smart people.

"Do you have something to say to me?"

Mumuxi has always been direct, but has a very keen perception.
Chapter completed!