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Zhong Wu Shiyao nodded and smiled sweetly, "Thank you for the compliment, Master, the disciples are dull, they are all master's teachings."

At this moment, a pleasant voice came from outside the hall, "Ruoxi, disciple, see Master if you have something to do."

"Come in." The words of the Taoist Murong fell, and the door of the temple opened. Gongsun Ruoxi stepped into the hall step by step and bowed and said: "Tui'er has seen Master."

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

"Sister Gongsun is good." Zhong Wu Shiyao smiled.

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

"Return to Master, the eleven top-quality spirit weapon flying sword that you refined thirty years ago was sold three days ago." Gongsun Ruoxi respectfully said.

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

Gongsun Ruoxi seemed to have thought of something, and there was a trace of worship in her beautiful eyes, "Master, you don’t know that your eleven flying swords were picked out by a male disciple from thousands of flying swords, all at once. Purchased."

"And the process of his selection took only half an hour, and he didn't ask anyone about the origin of these eleven flying swords. All of them were selected by him."

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

"Yes, Master." Gongsun Ruoxi's eyes became more admiring, "Tui'er is sure that he is a master of refining equipment, he is definitely higher than Tzu'er, and he should be a low-level master!"

"What!" The expression in the eyes of the Taoist Murong revealed an inconceivable joy, "Ruoxi, tell Master, who is he? Which elder is under our veins, and how old is he? What strength is it. All this must be known as a teacher."

The Murong Taoist thought subconsciously that the Qimai disciple had actually developed a master.Although it is only low-level, it is also the inner door vein, the first person in nearly ten thousand years!

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

If one of the inner disciples of one's own veins can appear a great master, then he will certainly win glory for the Zong.And as the chief of Inner Sect Artifacts, he can also raise his head in front of the other eight chiefs of Inner Sect.

You can also get rewards from the fairy gate, and even the holy gate, the chief of the veins!

Just ask, how can a Murong Taoist not be excited?

Seeing Master’s expectant gaze, Gongsun Ruoxi pursed her mouth and said: “Master, I don’t know who he is, I’m incompetent, and he doesn’t say who is the disciple of the elder of the instrument.”

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

The Murong Taoist frowned lightly, and said in confusion: "Clarify the ins and outs of the matter. Besides, how can you be sure that he is a master, not a refiner?"

Gongsun Ruoxi refreshed his thoughts and recalled: "Return 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 the embroidered handwriting on the chest of the handyman disciple was covered."

"The disciple thought he was a handyman who mines spirit mines, until later he chose the eleven flying swords you refined, and he was sure that he was our disciple, but for some reason, he put on the handyman. The disciples’ costumes cover people's eyes and ears."

"The reason why Tuer determined that he is a Qimai disciple is very simple. In addition to Qimai disciples, who does not believe in him, there are still people who are more accomplished than Tuer in the process of refining."

"Master, we are very familiar with the other two seniors among the three major refining geniuses, Master. Therefore, judging from the seven layers of his fetal soul realm, he is definitely a rising star under a certain elder in our vein. Be low-key and not leaking."

Hearing this, Murong Daoist said slightly, agreeing: "Your analysis is well-founded. Go on."

"It's the master." After Gongsun Ruoxi answered, a blue light flashed between his fingers, and a cyan flying sword appeared in Yu's hand.

She looked at the flying sword in her hand, her beautiful eyes filled with deep shock and admiration, "Master, this is the flying sword that was successfully refined by the disciple last year, the ultimate lightning-attribute spiritual weapon. No one knows the entire refining process."

"Well, the teacher remembers that when this sword was made, he was a little surprised as the teacher and praised you." Taoist Murong praised.

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

"How did he say? It makes my baby disciple so lonely." The 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 she smiled bitterly: "He said that this sword is more skillful than other flying swords, but compared with your refinement, it is very immature."

"And he, without knowing that this sword was refined by a disciple, accurately stated the refining process, and said that this sword was made by a female holy refiner."

Hearing this, the Murong Taoist smile solidified on his face, and immediately, a deep shock was revealed in his beautiful eyes, "What are you talking about? He said based on appearance alone, you are not a thunder fetus soul, but Jiang Tian How did Lei refining into the flying sword?"

"Yes, Master, that's what he said." Gongsun Ruoxi seemed to be hit, her head hung down. "When the disciple asked him how he could tell the refinement process and the gender of the refiner from his appearance, he did not agree. I left without answering."

"Tu'er chased out Wanbaoling Pavilion and wanted to get acquainted with him. This is the first time that Tuer took the initiative to make friends with a man. As a result, he refused."

After listening, the expression in Murong Taoist's eyes changed, from shock to solemn and trance.She firmly believes that it is difficult to judge from the appearance of the flying sword, the refining process, let alone the gender of the refiner based on her knowledge as a Saint-Rank Master Master.

"If all of this is true, then he is at least the same as me as a Saint-Rank Great Master, not a disciple at all. He must have hidden his cultivation base!" Taoist Murong's expression became more solemn, and he secretly said: "Maybe Is it a certain Qimai elder from Xianmen who deliberately pretended to be a disciple and came to inspect Wanbaoling Pavilion at the inner gate? That must be the case!"

Secretly, she urged: "Ruoxi, show him what he looks like!"

"It's the master." Gongsun Ruoxi flicked her fingers, and a burst of spiritual power shot out, transforming into the void, a man covered with mud all over his face.

"Huh?" The pupils of the Taoist Murong shrank suddenly, and the turbulent waves turned in his heart, "Judging from the appearance, he is still young, at most twenty years old. I have seen the elders of the Immortal Gate and the Holy Gate Vessel, The youngest is five hundred years old, he is not the elder of the immortal door, the holy door!"

"Is he really a disciple of my inner door! But if so, how can he tell that Feijian was refined by a woman? I see... he was right!"

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