I plagiarized the whole world of cultivating immortals for nothing

"Oh?"

Xuanyuan Wu's face turned cold, and he said angrily: "So, you don't trust my master's master?"

King Biancheng shook his head again and again, his face flushed to the extreme.

"No, no, that's not what I meant."

At the same time, the old man behind Xuanyuan Wu also walked in front of Jiang Li.

However, Jiang Li could tell that the old man didn't take him seriously, and his words and deeds were full of contempt.

"Boy, where did you learn from?"

Jiang Li smiled slightly, and responded politely: "The master is Lu Xinghe, the medical sage."

"Bullshit!"

The old man raised his beard and said angrily: "That old guy Lu Xinghe has already been exiled, how could he have such a young disciple like you. Boy, if you make an excuse, you should also find a credible one. Such a simple truth do not you get it?"

Lu Xinghe was exiled?How is this going?

Jiang Li looked confused, but he could tell that this matter must have something to do with the old man in front of him.

And the reason why he targeted Jiang Li so much was probably because he was Lu Xinghe's disciple.

Xuanyuan Wu on the side folded his arms around his chest, and said in a strange way: "Prince Biancheng, did you hear that? This kid is clearly here to cheat food and drink, why don't you hurry up and drive him out."

King Bian Cheng looked embarrassed, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

And Jiang Li is not the kind of person who likes to suffer from being dumb. Although he doesn't want to cause trouble, since the other party came to him on his own initiative, he will definitely not avoid it.

"Master Xuanyuan keeps saying that I'm a liar, what evidence do you have?"

Jiang Li narrowed his eyes, still maintaining a calm smile.

Xuanyuan Wu snorted coldly, and said angrily: "Master, I am the evidence, how about it, are you not convinced?"

"In this case, let's have a competition. If your master can cure Mrs. Biancheng's illness, I will admit that I am a liar, and I am willing to accept any punishment from you. But if your master can't cure... ..."

Before Jiang Li could finish speaking, Xuanyuan Wu interrupted Jiang Li directly.

"There is no disease in this world that my master can't cure!"

Jiang Li shook his head, "I mean what if..."

"If I can't cure Madam's illness, then I will let you handle it!"

The old man didn't take Jiang Li seriously at all. Seeing Jiang Li provoking him like this, he naturally had no reason to refuse the challenge.

He didn't want this matter to be rumored by others, saying that he was actually afraid of a brat.

"Okay, the old gentleman is really refreshing!"

Jiang Lichong made a gesture of invitation to the old man, and then said: "Then please start treating the old man."

"Wait a moment!"

Xuanyuan Wu licked his chapped lips, his eyes were full of disgusting lust.

"Master, I will continue to increase the stakes, and I will bet on this woman behind you! If you lose, this woman will belong to me!"

Jiang Li immediately shook his head, and flatly refused: "This is not good, Xiaoyun is my apprentice, and I will not bet on my apprentice."

"Boy, do you think that at this moment, you have the final say here? I advise you to be more sensible, otherwise, I don't mind showing you some color now!"

Xuanyuan Wu relied on that lord from the heavens to back him up, and he has always been unscrupulous.

An operation like this is really normal in his eyes.

"Gamble, bet, who is afraid of who."

Meng Yun's petulant temper also followed, "I believe my master will definitely win. Since you want to gamble, then I have to increase my chips. If you lose, then you have to kneel on the ground and give me and my master Kowtow three times, and then shout three times I was wrong!"

"Hahaha, interesting, really interesting."

Xuanyuan Wu likes to play this kind of exciting game, "Little girl, I will follow you. However, if you lose in a while, I will love you in front of your master!"

"You, you are shameless!"

Meng Yun pointed at Xuanyuan Wu angrily, wishing to smash his head with a punch.

"Xiaoyun, don't be impatient, I will seek justice for you later."

Although Meng Yun is the patriarch of Mengpo's clan, it is still a little too reluctant to challenge Xuanyuan Wu in her capacity.

Therefore, Jiang Li had to do some things himself.

"Boy, do you still have the time to care about others? Don't even know how you died after a while."

The old man gave Jiang Li a contemptuous look, and then strode to the bed, ready to treat the wife of King Biancheng.

King Bian Cheng stepped forward subconsciously, and said to the old man, "Old man, my wife is weak, can the old man use the method of hanging silk to diagnose the pulse?"

The old man glanced at King Biancheng, and said angrily: "It seems that King Biancheng doesn't trust the old man. If so, then the old man will let you see it."

As soon as the words fell, the old man took out a golden silk thread from the storage ring.

Under the control of the old man, the golden thread passed through the bed curtain smoothly, and then tied around the madam's wrist.

The whole process was done in one go, without the slightest sloppiness.

However, in the eyes of King Biancheng, this old man is still slightly inferior to Jiang Li.

After all, Jiang Li used his power of chaos to condense a substantial silk thread to diagnose the pulse by hanging the thread.

And then the speed of the old man's pulse diagnosis was also more than a star and a half slower than that of Jiang Li.

It took about a quarter of an hour before the old man took back his silk thread.

"How about it, Master, is there a solution already?"

Xuanyuan Wu didn't seem to realize the embarrassment on the old man's face, his eyes were all on Meng Yun at this moment.

The old man frowned. To be honest, he really didn't diagnose Mrs. Biancheng's illness.

But now that he was riding a tiger, if he told the truth, wouldn't that be slapping himself and Xuanyuan Wu in the face.

So, after thinking about it, the old man decided to bite the bullet and give it a try.

"That's natural. Madam Biancheng's illness is actually not a big deal. The old man just needs to prescribe a few medicines for Madam, and Madam will be cured within a few days."

Hearing what the old man said, Xuanyuan Wu became even more airy.

"How about it, King Biancheng, my master is not bad, right? Are you already regretting that you invited a brat who cheated on food and drink to treat your wife?"

King Bian Cheng had a bitter face and couldn't say a word.

And Xuanyuan Wu's thoughts were not on King Bian Cheng, Meng Yun was the only thing he wanted.

"Boy, you have already lost. According to our agreement, you need to obey all my orders now!"

"Master Xuanyuan's words are wrong," Jiang Li said calmly, as if he wasn't the one who will be punished later, "This old gentleman hasn't revealed his diagnosis yet. .”