If one day, a martial arts master is killed by a weak scholar or woman while walking on the road, or by someone with only one-third of his skill, please don't be surprised.
The Fengjia Jiuxuan Heart Sutra can be summarized in five words - pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger.
Xuanyuan Aotian's face showed a rare expression. Just hide it. You can adjust it at will. What do you want to do? Do you want to bully others like this?
For a moment, Xuanyuan Aotian thought that the Long Xuan Gong he had learned from his ancestors for hundreds of years was scum and waste.
Comparing people with others will lead to death, and goods will be thrown away when comparing goods. When Luo Lan heard this, her eyes were even bigger than Tong Ling's. This is too awesome.
"Your Feng family is so magical." Lin Ruhai sighed: "Even if the Nine Mysterious Heart Sutra falls into the hands of others, it is just a piece of waste paper."
Ye Xue did not open the kit and search for the secrets inside. She asked: "If what you said is true, then why did our Feng family all die in a fire?"
Hiding martial arts does not mean that there is no martial arts. It is just a fire, how can it kill the lives of the Feng family in such a powerful way...
"I also thought it was strange, and your mother didn't believe it, so after she told me the secrets of the Feng family, she asked me to help me investigate secretly." Lin Ruhai's expression changed, and he was very ugly, "After so many years, I have found nothing."
Ye Xue's eyes flashed, and it seemed that she had another revenge plan in the future. The Feng family was wiped out, and she wanted to see what dirty secrets there were.
Lin Ruhai said: "There is an interlayer in the kit, you can see it just by taking it apart."
After finishing speaking, he said earnestly: "What I said is true."
Luo Lan also hurriedly supported Lin Ruhai, "I can prove it."
Ye Xue glanced lightly. Among the three people present except her, the boy in Jinyi was cold and aloof; Luo Lan was very clear; Lin Ruhai's eyes were as clear as a mirror - Ye Xue had also read several books on psychology.
When it comes to people's abilities, she is also very good at it.
At this moment, Ye Xue had believed Lin Ruhai's words, and they had no ill intentions towards her.
Under the moonlight, she used a dagger to pick apart the thin threads of the brocade bag.
Ye Xue's movements were very fast, but very careful, and did not damage the exquisitely crafted bag.
Soon after opening the brocade pouch, which had a black outer layer embroidered with a golden phoenix and an inner layer of white gauze, Ye Xue found a piece of 'thing'.
Something - not paper, not cloth.
Ye Xue unfolded something the size of a handkerchief. Under the moonlight, the black traditional Chinese characters on the handkerchief looked like they were written in the air - the small square thing was as thin and transparent as the light white mist in the morning.
Ye Xue weighed it and found that it was really as weightless as air.
She touched the material again, and it felt cold and comfortable to the touch. It felt different from paper, cloth, or satin. It was incredibly delicate and smooth.
Directly above the east and west, there were the four words "Nine Mysterious Heart Sutra" written in a grand style. On the lower row, Ye Xue glanced at it and saw that she was asked to drop blood on it to get the meaning of the Nine Mysterious Heart Sutra.
Ye Xue turned over the thin piece and looked at it twice. Then he put it together with the two-piece brocade bag into his pocket.
Ye Xue raised her head. The cold temperature of the Jiu Xuan Heart Sutra still remained on her hand. Coupled with the wonderful texture, if the thing hadn't been too thin, too transparent, and foldable, Ye Xue would have thought it was jade.
It is delicate and smooth, and has a refreshing coolness in the hand. It feels more comfortable to touch than the best jade.