Heaven Defying Supreme

Chapter 176 Murong Daoist's Shock

Zhong Wu Shiyao nodded, and smiled sweetly, "Thank you for the compliment, Master, my apprentice is stupid, it's because of the master's teaching."

At this moment, a pleasant voice came from outside the hall, "Disciple Ruoxi, I have something important to meet with Master."

"Come in." Just as Murong Taoist finished speaking, the hall door opened, and Gongsun Ruoxi walked into the hall step by step, bowing and saying, "I have seen Master."

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

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

"Ruoxi, tell me what's the matter?" Taoist Murong asked.

"Reporting to Master, the eleven high-quality flying swords, which you refined thirty years ago, were sold three days ago." Gongsun Ruoxi said respectfully.

"Ruoxi, this is a good thing, but is it related to something important?" Taoist Murong asked with a slight smile.

Gongsun Ruoxi seemed to have thought of something, and there was a trace of admiration in her beautiful eyes, "Master, you don't know, your eleven flying swords were picked out of tens of thousands of flying swords by a male disciple, purchased."

"The selection process only took half an hour, and he didn't ask anyone about the origin of the eleven flying swords. He selected them all by himself."

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

"Yes, Master." Gongsun Ruoxi's eyes became more and more admiring, "I am sure that his attainments in weapon refining must be higher than my apprentice's. He should be a low-level master!"

"What!" Taoist Murong revealed an unconcealable joy in his eyes, "Ruoxi, quickly tell me, who is he? Which elder in our veins is under the sect, and how old is he? What is his strength. Teachers should know all of this.”

Taoist Murong subconsciously thought that the disciple of Qimai unexpectedly became a master of Qimai. Although it is only a low-level, it is also an inner door vein, the first person in nearly ten thousand years!

What made Murong Daoists even more excited was that two and a half years later, it would be the day when the three ancient sects of the Tianpu Mountains competed for alchemy, weapon refining, array refining, and talisman refining.

If one of the inner sect disciples of his arteries can show up a great artisan master, then he will certainly be able to win glory for the sect. And as the Chief of the Inner Sect, he can also raise his head in front of the other eight Chiefs of the Inner Sect.

You can also get rewards from the Immortal Sect, and even the Sacred Sect, the Chief Artifact!

May I ask, Murong Daoist, how can he not be excited?

Seeing Master's expectant gaze, Gongsun Ruoxi pursed her lips and said, "Master, this disciple doesn't know who he is, and this disciple is incompetent. Ask him which Elder Qi Mai's disciple he is, and he won't tell."

"Until now, I don't even know what he looks like. I only know that he is at the seventh level of the Fetal Soul Realm, and I don't know anything else."

Taoist Murong frowned faintly, and said in confusion: "Clarify the ins and outs of the matter. Also, how can you be sure that he is a master of weapons and not a master of weapons refining?"

Gongsun Ruoxi gathered his thoughts and recalled: "Reporting to Master, at that time he was wearing the clothes of a handyman disciple, his face was covered with mud, the mud covered his face, and covered the embroidered handwriting on the chest of a handyman disciple."

"I thought he was a handyman disciple who mined the spirit mine, until later he chose the eleven flying swords you made, and I was sure that he was our apprentice, but for some reason, he wore a handyman Disciple clothes cover people's eyes and ears."

"The reason why Tuer is sure that he is a Qimai disciple is very simple. Apart from the Qimai disciple, Tuer doesn't believe that there can be someone who is more accomplished than Tuer in the process of refining weapons."

"Master, our Artifact, the other two senior brothers among the three great refining geniuses, the disciples are still very familiar with. Therefore, judging from the seventh level of his fetal soul, he is definitely a rising star under a certain elder of our Artifact. I guess He keeps a low profile on weekdays and keeps his secrets hidden.”

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 flying sword appeared in Yu'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, the top-grade thunder-attribute spirit weapon that my apprentice successfully refined last year. No one knows about the entire refining process."

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

"But master, do you know?" Gongsun Ruoxi's stunning face showed a touch of bitterness, "When he chose the thunder-attribute flying sword you refined, the disciple used 200 million low-grade spirit stones, and asked him to answer, why not choose it?" The reason for this sword."

"What did he say? It actually made my precious disciple so lonely." Taoist Murong was quite curious.

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

Gongsun Ruoxi's eyes were dim, and he said with a wry smile: "He said that this sword, my apprentice, is more skillful than other flying swords, but compared to yours, it is very immature."

"Besides, he did not know that this sword was refined by his disciples, but he accurately stated the refining process, and also said that this sword was made by a female saint-level craftsman."

Hearing this, Taoist Murong's smile froze on his face, and immediately, deep shock was revealed in his beautiful eyes, "What did you say? He said just based on your appearance, you are not the soul of the thunder fetus, but the soul of the sky." How did Lei Lian enter Feijian?"

"Yes, Master, that's what he said." Gongsun Ruoxi seemed to have been hit, and his head drooped. "When the apprentice asked him how he could tell the refining process and the gender of the refiner from the appearance, he didn't know He left without answering."

"Tu'er chased him out of the Wanbaoling Pavilion, wanting to get acquainted with him. This is the first time that Tu'er took the initiative to flirt with a man, but in the end, he refused."

After hearing this, Taoist Murong's eyes changed, from shock to dignified and dazed. She firmly believes that with her accomplishments as a holy master weapon master, it is difficult to judge the refining process from the appearance of the flying sword, let alone the gender of the refiner.

"If all of this is true, then he is at least the same as me, a holy-level master weapon master, and not a meridian disciple at all. He must have hidden his cultivation!" Is it an elder from the Immortal Sect, deliberately pretending to be a disciple, and came to the inner sect to inspect the Wanbaoling Pavilion? That must be the case!"

Concerning this point, she urged: "Ruoxi, quickly show me his appearance!"

"It's Master." Gongsun Ruoxi shot out a wave of spiritual power between his fingers, and transformed into a man with mud all over his body and face in the void.

"Huh?" Murong Taoist's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart was filled with turmoil. "Judging from his appearance, he is still young, at most in his twenties. I have met the elders of Xianmen and Shengmen. The youngest one is five hundred years old, he is not the elder of Xianmen or Shengmen!"

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

Just when Taoist Murong was thinking secretly, Zhong Wu Shiyao behind her, seeing the figure painted by Lingli, suddenly opened her beautiful eyes wide, and exclaimed in a daze, "It's him!"