Riding the Pheonix Chapter 497: Check

Mingwei came back from a walk to eat, but Ning Xiu hadn't come out of the house yet.

She asked, "Mr. Ning won't be so stimulated that he thinks he's crazy, right?"

Yang Shu didn't take it seriously, "If he can't bear such a little thing, then he is too fragile."

The two returned to the small hall and sat down. Ah Wan came over, "Did you do something today? Come on, I'll take your pulse and see if there are any internal injuries."

Mingwei shook his head, "No, the other party ran away when they realized something was wrong."

"Anyway, you won't suffer any loss if you feel your pulse, come on!"

Without saying anything, Awan pulled their hands back, diagnosed them carefully, touched one for another, and then went back to touch again.

"Weird, no problem. Could it be that my medical skills are not good?" Ah Wan muttered to herself.

"What did you say?" Mingwei asked her, "Isn't it normal that there is no problem?"

"Oh, it's okay." Ah Wan withdrew her hand, "But I see you are not very good at it. Later I will think about some health-preserving recipes and make some pills for you, right?"

Miss Mingqi’s physique is indeed not very good. Because of this, Mingwei has never been considered a top expert in martial arts. Most of the time, she relies on her profound skills and exquisite skills to force herself to a higher level. If she can be warmed and nourished better, , very good for her.

So she said "Okay!" Thinking about it, she felt a little strange, "Why are you so nice to me all of a sudden?"

Awan covered up her bad intentions by rolling her eyes, "When did I become bad? You are obviously biased against me."

Mingwei never argued with her, so she just smiled and said, "Okay, I misunderstood you. I'm sorry."

Awan was satisfied and said to Yang Shu, "Your Highness, can I make some pills for you too?"

"I don't need it, right? I won't get nosebleeds if I take supplements?" At the age when his vitality is strong and his health is good, Yang Shu feels that he doesn't need supplements at all.

"Who says it must be supplemented? Different people have different plans to reconcile yin and yang, strengthen the foundation and cultivate the essence, so that yin and yang can complement each other and live forever..."

She talked about her birth for several times, which made Yang Shu wonder, "What's the birth?"

"I said yin and yang complement each other, where did you think you were going?" Ah Wan put away her hand pillow, "I'm going to figure out the prescription, you can do whatever you want."

She ran so fast that Yang Shu couldn't even say another word, "I didn't think about anything!"

After saying that, the door on the other side was suddenly pushed open, and Ning Xiu came out with wide eyes, "You mean, you came back from the future?"

Mingwei took a sip of water and replied lightly, "Yes!"

Ning Xiu almost rushed in front of her, put his hands on the table, leaned down and asked, "You said you are my disciple?"

"Speculation, no solid evidence yet."

Yang Shu touched her chin and asked her, "Then you want to call me great uncle? Hurry up, hurry up!"

"Heh." Mingwei pushed his face away and said coldly, "This is a single lineage of our sect."

"Hey!"

Ning Xiu walked back and forth in the room, completely losing his calm and indifferent demeanor.

After he finished ten laps, he stopped and drank a large cup of tea, sat down, and said with a resigned look, "Say it!"

"Senior brother, this is my cup!" Yang Shu shouted.

Ning Xiu didn’t even look at him.

At this critical moment, do you still care about tea?

"What do you want to say, sir?"

"Of course, where are you from and what's going on!"

Ming smiled and said, "There's no rush. Why don't we check it first? After all, there is still a possibility of wrong guessing."

She and Ning Xiu had already confronted each other when they first revealed each other's identity, but neither of them asked about each other's origins, and some of the contents did not match up.

"Let's talk about fortune tellers first, sir, have you really never heard of it? Our lineage comes from three hundred years ago. The first appointed master was named Ning Jun. He was a contemporary of Linghui real person Li Zhenji. Due to the Beimang Rebellion, And sacrifice the soul."

Ning Xiu said, "This is the first time you mentioned a fortune teller. I went to check it, and I did find relevant records. It was also mentioned that senior Ning Jun had the title of fortune master, but there was no information on how to pass it down. records."

Mingwei sighed and said, "The inheritance of the Master has been cut off for more than a hundred years, and there were wars in the middle. It is normal for the records to be lost."

What she knows is what her master has worked hard to complete for more than ten years. Three hundred years, with a hundred or so years in which the inheritance was cut off. It was passed down orally, and not much of the original information has been preserved.

"But if he is the founder of our sect, it's impossible that he didn't even pass this on, right?"

Mingwei shook his head, "Sir, there are always accidents in everything. Master told me that the master also died in an accident, so the master's information is incomplete. It is because he spent decades visiting the ancestors and settled down one by one. I made up a rough outline of the place. For example, the time when the master's inheritance was lost was when his master died unexpectedly. The remaining disciples were only ten years old, so most of the secret skills were lost. There must be many other masters. I didn’t have time to tell the secret.”

Ning Xiu nodded, and then felt something was wrong, "You said the master died in an accident, are you referring to me?"

Mingwei nodded.

"..." This feels really weird. Although I am still alive, I am told that I will die unexpectedly in the future.

Mingwei added, "Of course, we have to prove that you are my master before we can draw this conclusion."

Ning Xiu nodded, "Okay, I believe you for now, what the fortune teller said, is there anything else that needs to be compared?"

Ming Wei said, "Master said that when he was young, he once lived in Jiurong Mountain. Have you ever lived there?"

"I did live there...I spent most of my academic career there. Master stayed at a Taoist temple in Jiurong Mountain, and we lived there for seven or eight years."

Mingwei nodded, "One more thing. You said that your master's Taoist name is Nanke, but my master said that the great master's surname was Cheng and his name was Sanyan. This is not true."

Because of this, she didn't think Ning Xiu was her master for the first time. ~IndoMTL.com~ It wasn’t until later, when I encountered more and more things, that I thought about this possibility again.

Ning Xiu’s expression suddenly became strange.

Mingwei noticed it and asked, "What, there are twists and turns in it?"

Ning Xiu said slowly, "My master's surname is indeed Cheng. When we lived in Jiurong Mountain, there were three rocks stacked in front of our door. Therefore, when he corresponded with his friends, he signed his name as Sanyan, and later changed his nickname to "Cheng". Treat it as a signature."

Ming Wei suddenly realized, "It turns out there is such an origin."

The two looked at each other, and now their identities were confirmed.

"Hey, let's call Master Ju to come and listen first!" Yang Shu's voice interrupted.

Ming rolled his eyes at him, "Unfortunately, you are not included in the fortune-teller heritage."

When the master mentioned the Sword God back then, he only said that he was his friend. It can be seen that there is no such thing as master, uncle, etc.

Ning Xiu was in a very complicated mood.

He originally thought that when things were settled here, he would find a disciple. Unexpectedly, he did not have a disciple yet, but he had a disciple first.

And this disciple is even more powerful than him...

"By the way," Yang Shu suddenly thought of a question, "You have said so much, haven't you passed down the name of the master? Could it be that the senior brother has another name?"

Ning Xiu also looked at her.

Yes, since we all know the name of Grand Master, how can we not know the name of Grand Master? I should have recognized it earlier.

Mingwei was silent for a moment and replied, "Master later officially became a monk. All I know is that his name is Wu Mian..."

Faceless?

Ning Xiu was stunned for a moment, this didn't seem like a normal name.

He was about to ask again, but Mingwei's expression suddenly changed and he stood up suddenly.

"No! Xuanfei is in trouble!"

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