Heaven Defying Supreme

Chapter 176 The shock of Murong Taoist

Zhong Wu Shiyao nodded and smiled sweetly, "Thank you for the praise from Master, the apprentice is stupid, it's all master's good teaching."

At this moment, a pleasant voice came from outside the hall, "Teacher Ruoxi, there is something important to meet with Master."

"Come in." Murong Taoist finished his words, the door of the hall opened, Gongsun Ruoxi walked into the hall step by step, bowed and said, "My disciple has seen Master."

Afterwards, Gongsun Ruoxi faced Zhongwu Shiyao and smiled kindly, "Hello, Junior Sister Zhongwu."

"Hello, Senior Sister Gongsun." Zhong Wu Shiyao smiled.

"Ruoxi, what are you talking about?" Murong Taoist asked.

"Reporting to Master, the eleven-handed flying sword that you refined 30 years ago, a top-quality spiritual weapon, was sold three days ago." Gongsun Ruoxi respectfully said.

"Ruoxi, this is a good thing, but is it related to important matters?" Murong Taoist said with a light smile.

Gongsun Ruoxi seemed to have thought of something, and there was a hint of admiration in her beautiful eyes, "Master, you don't know, these eleven flying swords of yours were picked out by a male disciple from the tens of thousands of flying swords, and all at once. purchased."

"And the process of his selection took only half an hour, and he didn't ask anyone about the origins of these eleven flying swords. He chose them all by himself."

Taoist Murong frowned, and his delicate body trembled slightly, "You mean, this disciple picked out the flying sword made for his master based on his appearance?"

"Yes, Master." Gongsun Ruoxi's eyes became more and more adoring, "Tui'er is sure that his craftsmanship is higher than Tuer's, so he should be a low-level master craftsman!"

"What!" Murong Daoist's eyes revealed an undisguised joy, "Ruoxi, tell your teacher who he is? Which elder of our vessel belongs to, and how old is he? What kind of strength is he? All teachers need to know this.”

Daoist Murong thought subconsciously that the disciple of the artifact had actually become a great artisan. Although it is only a low-level, it is also the inner door vessel, the first person in nearly ten thousand years!

What makes Murong Daoist even more excited is that two and a half years later, it will be the day when the three ancient sects of the Heavenly Punishment Mountain Range will compete for alchemy, weapon refining, formation refining, and talisman refining.

If there is a great artisan teacher in the inner disciple of his artifact, then he will definitely be able to win glory for the sect. As the chief of the inner door vessel, he can also raise his head in front of the other eight chiefs of the inner door.

You can also get rewards from the Immortal Sect, and even the Holy Sect, the chief of the vessel!

Let me ask, Murong Daoist, how can you not be excited?

Looking at Master's expectant gaze, Gongsun Ruoxi pursed his lips and said, "Master, my apprentice doesn't know who he is, and my apprentice is incompetent. Ask him which Disciple of the Vessel Elder, and he doesn't say anything."

"Up to now, Tu'er doesn't even know what he looks like. He only knows that he is at the seventh level of the Fetal Soul Realm, and he doesn't know anything else."

Murong Taoist frowned slightly, and said in confusion: "Clarify the ins and outs of the matter. Besides, how do you know that he is a master craftsman, not a craftsman?"

Gongsun Ruoxi thought for a while and recalled: "Reporting to Master, at that time he was wearing a handyman disciple's clothes, his face was covered in mud, and the mud covered his face and the embroidered writing on the handyman disciple's chest."

"My disciple thought he was a handyman who was mining spirit mines, until he chose the eleven flying swords you made, and my disciple was sure that he was our disciple, but for some unknown reason, he put on a handyman. Disciples' clothes cover people's eyes and ears."

"The reason why Tu'er is sure that he is a disciple of Qimai is very simple. Apart from being a disciple of Qimai, there are still people who have higher attainments than Tu'er in the process of refining."

"Master, our artifact, the other two senior brothers in the three major artifact refining geniuses, are still very familiar with the apprentice. Therefore, judging from the seventh level of his fetal soul, he is definitely a rising star from an elder in our artifact. It is estimated that On weekdays, he acts low-key and hides his secrets.”

Hearing this, Taoist Murong nodded slightly and agreed, "Your analysis is well-founded. Go on."

"It's Master." After Gongsun Ruoxi responded, a blue light flashed between his fingers, and a blue-colored flying sword appeared in Jade's hand.

She looked at the flying sword in her hand, and her beautiful eyes were filled with deep shock and admiration, "Master, this is the flying sword that my disciple successfully refined last year. No one knows about the entire refining process."

"Well, I remember that when this sword was made, I was a little surprised and praised you." Murong Taoist said with approval.

"But Master, do you know?" Gongsun Ruoxi's stunning face showed a hint of bitterness, "When he chose the lightning-type flying sword you refined, the disciple used 200 million low-grade spirit stones to ask him to answer, why not choose The reason for this sword."

"How did he say that? He actually made my precious disciple so lonely." Murong Taoist was quite curious.

Zhong Wu Shiyao held the attitude of a beginner and stared intently at the flying sword in Gongsun Ruoxi's hand.

Gongsun Ruoxi's eyes dimmed and smiled bitterly: "He said that this sword is more skilled than other flying swords, but compared to yours, it is very immature."

"And he didn't know that this sword was made by a disciple, and he accurately stated the refining process, and said that this sword came from the hands of a female saint-level refiner."

Hearing this, Taoist Murong's smile froze on his face, and his beautiful eyes revealed deep shock, "What did you say? Based on your appearance alone, he said that you are not the soul of thunder, but the soul of heaven. Lei Lian's journey into Feijian?"

"Yes, Master, that's what he said." Gongsun Ruoxi seemed to have been hit, and lowered his head, "When the disciple asked him how he could see the refining process and the gender of the refiner from the appearance, he did not agree. Without answering, he left."

"Tu'er chased out of Wanbao Ling Pavilion and wanted to get to know him. This is the first time that Tu'er has taken the initiative to climb up with a man, and as a result, he refused."

After listening, Murong Daoist's eyes changed, from shock to dignified and dazed. She firmly believed that, with her accomplishments as a Saint-level master, it was difficult to judge from the appearance of the flying sword, the refining process, let alone the gender of the refiner.

"If all of this is true, then he is at least the same as me as a great master of the holy rank. He is not a disciple of the artifact at all. He must have hidden his cultivation!" Is it a certain Vessel Vessel Elder of Xianmen who deliberately disguised himself as a disciple and came to the Inner Sect to inspect the Ten Thousand Treasures Lingge? That must be the case!"

In the dark, she urged: "Ruoxi, let's show his teacher what he looks like!"

"It's Master." Gongsun Ruoxi flicked his fingers, and bursts of spiritual energy shot out, and transformed into a man with mud all over his body and face.

"Huh?" Murong Daoist's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart turned violent, "Judging from his appearance, he is still young, at most in his twenties. I have seen the elders of Xianmen and Shengmen vessels. The youngest is also five hundred years old, he is not the elder of the fairy door or the holy door!"

"Could he really be my inner door disciple! But if so, how did he judge that the flying sword was made by a woman? I understand...he was right!"

Just as the Taoist Murong was thinking, Zhong Wu Shiyao, who was behind her, looked at the figure drawn by the spiritual power, suddenly widened her beautiful eyes, and exclaimed, "It's him!"