The Legend of the Resourceful Princess

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, his gaze landed on the crowd.

What kind of barrier was this?

Mu Ru Yue was stunned as she didn't expect the Divine Artisan Sect to have such a request. Then, she heard him say, "This map is the Peach Blossom Array road that you have just walked on. He would start painting now.

"An Xin, even if you guys were to face the seventh trial, you may not be able to get the result you want. After all, the members of our Divine Artisan Sect will have to see the benefits you give us."

After he had finished speaking, he saw this person take out a few pieces of paper and hand them over to everyone. He wanted them to draw out the blueprints for the Peach Blossom Array that they had walked through previously.

Since Mu Ru Yue and the others had passed all the six trials, there was naturally no need for them to be here. And, this seventh trial was simply a sub-question. Thinking this way, Mu Ru Yue picked up the brush and drew on it. However, in the next moment, he discovered that this ink couldn't be stained with paper.

Instantly, he was stupefied.

Fatty Bai at the side also said with dissatisfaction, "What do you mean by that? [I am supposed to draw a painting, but if I don't even have ink on it, how am I supposed to draw it?] Is your Divine Arts Sect messing with us? "

The black masked man at the side didn't say anything. However, his meaning was more or less there. The middle-aged man said arrogantly, "This is our rule. If you want to draw something, you have to find the right opportunity.

As for the other reasons, it's all your fault, we only care about the results. "

As expected, he knew that nothing good would happen to the Blacksmith God School.

Because Mu Ru Yue had just been tricked by that mysterious man, she was completely filled with malice towards the Divine Artisan Sect. She didn't believe that there would be any good people here. Suppressing the anger in her heart, Mu Ru Yue tore off a piece of paper and smelled it.

Then he began to check the ink they gave him, and he understood. There were some potions that could interfere with this, but … He didn't know what to do with it.

If he used her blood for the solution, it would be over very soon. However, it would only expose her physique and might even cause a series of troubles. Her identity could be said to be, but her physique would absolutely not be allowed to be exposed.

In the eyes of others, they only knew of her identity. Although they had heard of her physique, in the end, it was just a rumor. No one would risk offending the Seventh Marquis to do something they weren't sure of.

Thinking about this, Mu Ru Yue became troubled.

She fiddled with the piece of paper, thinking, Why don't you burn it? He heard the middle-aged man say: "This Peach Blossom note is unique to our Divine Artisan. If you break it then there won't be a second one so it will count as a failure."

The middle-aged man's words made Mu Ru Yue's eyes light up.

She stood up, turned around and returned to the vicinity of the Peach Blossom Forest, and pulled at the peach blossoms on the tree.

When the middle-aged man saw Mu Ru Yue's actions, his expression darkened. This person … How did you know? How long had it been? Mu Ru Yue pulled down a bunch of peach blossoms and calmly walked back.

At this moment, she was almost certain of one thing. Each of these seven trials would give people a chance to pass. The Blacksmith God Sect wasn't really like a place that didn't want to live in the world and could block everyone's path. The people they wanted to block were only ordinary people.

In other words, they wanted big fish. Firstly, they had to maintain their honorable position. Secondly, they also had enough silver for the sect to develop. It was truly killing two birds with one stone. Mu Ru Yue thought to herself as she crushed the peach blossom and left it in the ink. By the time she drew again, the words had already appeared. When the other two saw Mu Ru Yue's actions, they naturally followed suit.

Fatty Bai looked at Mu Ru Yue as if she was his own mother and said, "Lady, we must travel together when we return. I'll help you get rid of that retard from the Jun Family!" "Consider it as repayment."

The corner of Mu Ru Yue's mouth twitched when she heard this. 'What kind of repayment is this?' Although she also couldn't bear to see that retard's retarded mind, she would have definitely beaten him up if that middle-aged man hadn't suddenly appeared at the foot of the mountain.

However, since he had managed to escape death, she was not prepared to continue finding fault with him.

Right now in Peony City, she had to be a good person with her tail between her legs, especially when it came to offending aristocratic families. After all, the slave business was not yet resolved.

Thinking about this, Mu Ru Yue smiled. "Since he's able to escape death, even if his fate is good, it's still your luck. Luck is often the most important thing. "You don't owe me anything."

"Yes!" "Lady, you're right!" Fatty Bai was extremely excited. He felt that he had found a close friend, and said, "I am Bai Yu, I wonder what lady's name is. Is there a marriage? If not, how about you look at me? "

Bai Yu passionately promoted himself. There was no tea in Mu Ru Yue's mouth. Otherwise, he would definitely spit it on his face. However, he was scared to the point of choking. After coughing twice, Mu Ru Yue looked awkwardly at the man and said, "I think … Forget it. I like those that look good."

After he finished speaking, he handed his paper over to the middle-aged man without even bothering about Bai Yu.

Bai Yu, on the other hand, laughed at Mu Ru Yue's words. "Lady Mu is truly a straightforward person. I feel that you and I are a match made in heaven." With that, Fatty Bai walked over. Mu Ru Yue shifted his body and asked calmly, "How about this? Can I pass the seventh trial?"

The middle-aged man had a complicated expression on his face when he heard this. Pass? When she had just found the peach blossoms, it had already been considered a pass. Looking at Mu Ru Yue, the middle-aged man couldn't help but ask, "How did you know about the peach blossoms?"

When Mu Ru Yue heard that, she looked at the middle-aged man as though she was looking at a retard, "Isn't it because you said the peach blossom letter? Every trial of the Divine Artisan's Gate had left a message to those who passed. It was not like the rumors had said that they wanted to reject everyone.

Thus, after hearing the words' peach blossom letter ', Chu Feng had a guess. Otherwise, why would the checkpoint not be before the Peach Blossom Array? Why would the forest be a peach tree? And why was there such a name on the paper?

All of this is too much of a coincidence, and here, as long as there's even the slightest bit of coincidence, it would be sufficient for me to try, wouldn't it? "

As soon as Mu Ru Yue said that, the middle-aged man really wanted to slap himself. Your mouth is so cheap! What peach blossom paper? It was actually him who gave the hint. The middle-aged man was filled with endless regret.

His gaze fell on the paper that everyone brought over. On Mu Ru Yue's paper, it was written that she had come to ask someone for help in building it. Furthermore, it was a restaurant. When the middle-aged man saw this, he felt that there was something wrong with this woman.

How could a restaurant be suitable for their Alchemy Master door? Aren't you looking for trouble?

The person wearing the black mask was actually going to build a fortress. However, he did not know where, and this person did not reveal his identity. If nothing unexpected happened, it was likely that someone would agree to his request.

Many people in the Blacksmith God's Manor were eager to become famous. They would certainly have a chance to leave their own name on the matter of constructing the stronghold.

It was a good job. As for this Fatty Bai?

After the middle-aged man read through it once, his expression couldn't help but change. He looked at the little fatty in disbelief, unable to believe it no matter how hard he tried. That was because there were only two words written on the little fatty's paper.

However, these two words were enough to make him take them seriously.

Heaven Gate.

These two words were written very neatly. Underneath the two characters, a sealing mark could be seen. It was a peony. In the center of the peony, the two words, Heaven Gate, could still be vaguely seen.

This was a true member of the Heaven Gate.

Only the people in the Gate of Heaven would do something like this.

These people had always been extremely arrogant. How could they possibly beg others?

Outside, there were many organizations that called themselves Heaven Gates. However, the true members of the Heaven Gate were like Fatty, with a seal in their hands. The surroundings of the seal felt warm when touching it. This was a special kind of stone, and also the only way to distinguish the Heaven Gate organization.

Very few outsiders knew about this. Only sects like the Blacksmith God Sect knew about it.

The middle-aged man glanced at this person and felt that the three people that had come today were all strange. He didn't dare to neglect and said to the three of them: "The three of you have passed the assessment to become members of my Blacksmith God School. You are now our guests."

"I'll take the three of you to the living room now."