Wu Murong looked at the scene in front of him expressionlessly, even if he saw that Wu Cairen behaved so respectfully in front of the middle-aged craftsman, and even had a sense of groveling, he was not surprised at all.

In fact, since the day he can remember, he has seen this kind of scene many times, and this rough-looking craftsman has appeared in Shenwu Palace at that time, appearing in this small courtyard.

All the arrangements in the courtyard, together with this porcelain kiln, are specially designed for this person, and even in Wu Murong's thoughts, most of the line painting porcelain that his mother Wu Cairen likes is also because of this person.

What kind of identity did this extremely mysterious figure have? Naturally, he had no way of knowing, and the old guys at the top of the Shenwu Palace were even more silent about this matter and avoided talking about it.

But Wu Murong deeply knew that in the years since this person appeared in the Shenwu Palace, the strength of the Shenwu Palace has almost skyrocketed, and the tide has risen, and now it is even more in the entire Divine Domain, the Terran Sect, and even the entire Divine Domain, there is a faint tendency to hold the horns!

This person is not simple, even the world-dominating "Ascending the Nine Seals" is also passed down from this person's hand! In Wu Murong's cognition, the true identity he represents has already been revealed!

This idea has lingered in Wu Murong's heart for many years, but he can only silently put it in his heart, and with his mother's experience, he doesn't dare to have any disrespectful thoughts about this person.

What made Wu Murong feel weird the most was this person's attitude towards himself!

He is the young palace master of Shenwu Palace, and ordinary people are afraid of being unable to see it, but this middle-aged craftsman almost never looks at him squarely, even if he meets him head-on, he only glances at a cold look!

There was a deep meaning in that gaze, with indifference and strangeness, and even a hint of contempt!

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but clench his fist tightly, and a sneer sprouted from the bottom of his heart, secretly thinking about how he could completely eliminate this person in the future when he was weak, so as to eliminate the resentment that had been hidden for many years!

The middle-aged craftsman's eyes flickered, and he glanced towards Wu Murong, as if he had sensed his thoughts, and the cold and sarcastic meaning in his eyes was even stronger!

He let out a long breath of turbidity, glanced at the martial artist beside him who had been chattering for a long time, and said coldly: "What do you want to express when you talk to me about Wu Yuanzhi's death today?"

"If you're going to get me avenging him, or in exchange for something, don't think about it!"

He said uninterestingly: "Although I am in this Shenwu Palace, I don't have any room for bargaining, and with my perspective and status, I won't bother for a fool like him!"

When the middle-aged craftsman said this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he added: "Even if it is that kid who killed him, my position will not change in any way!"

Wu Cairen smiled in his eyes, and said with a hundred charms: "Look at what you said, I won't come to report to you, how can I think of those places when I am a reason to chat?"

She pondered for a moment, her expression gradually became a little solemn, and she said: "But this Wu Yuanzhi's death is just an appearance, what I am worried about is the meaning behind it!"

"Wu Yuanzhi is dead, and it is also the first head-on battle between the Spirit Beast Clan and the Human Race, and the Terran has lost!

The martial artist said worriedly: "The army of spirit beasts can be described as unstoppable now, and it has gradually formed a momentum of breaking bamboo, and so far, they have not used the power of the 'regeneration soil', so in the mouths of many Terran people, there have been a lot of rumors!"

"What rumors?" The middle-aged craftsman's face was stunned, and he said in a deep voice: "Keep talking!"

Seeing that he was moved, the martial artist knew that his words still had a role, and immediately continued: "The Spirit Beast Clan withdrew from the Divine Domain many years ago and became a member of the Beast God Temple, although there was some controversy at the time, but in the hearts of many people, they all believed that they had a heart of disobedience!"

"Now as their power grows stronger, they have faintly caught up with and surpassed the Terrans, and since the start of the war, there are even more rumors, and many people are saying that they intend to defeat the Terrans and completely consolidate their position as the number one race in this continent!"

"And if the Terran is defeated this time, not only will the reputation of the Terran sect in my Divine Domain be damaged and collapsed, but even your control in this world will be shaken!"

Wu Cairen's expression remained unchanged, but he said in a cold tone: "At that time, people will know to each other that this spirit beast race is not bound by the main god, but it has also become the strongest race in the mainland, so the feeling of reverence for the main god will undoubtedly be greatly reduced......

The middle-aged craftsman's face remained unchanged, and he listened to the narration of the martial artist in a daze, and after a moment of silence, he smiled and said: "You said so much, but you still plan to ask me to make a move?" I have already said that I will not be biased in this matter, you still die of this heart!"

After hearing this, Wu Cairen's face suddenly turned red, she looked at the indifferent demeanor of the middle-aged craftsman in front of her, and couldn't help but speak in a ruthless tone, and said some heavy words in her heart:

"Hmph, you are as stable as Mount Tai, but have you thought about it? If you let this spirit beast clan win the clan battle, when the spirit realm opens in the future, what will happen to that kid named Cinnabar?"

She was originally a beautiful and abnormal face, but at this moment, she was a little distorted and abnormal: "The three old guys in the spirit realm who can't eat the ancients, and the ruthless woman who doesn't eat fireworks, how will they choose?"

Her repeated questions really directly shook the middle-aged craftsman, whose face was cloudy, and he obviously realized the seriousness of the matter!

"Within that spiritual realm, there is the Divine Tree of Life, and the condensed Godhead......"

The martial artist knew that the question about the identity of the cinnabar was the weakness of the person in front of him, and he added fuel to the fire at the moment: "If several old guys in the spiritual realm are all interested in this cinnabar, after being taken by him, wouldn't they also have the capital to compete with you?"

"That's enough! Even if he can get the godhead, what will he do? Can he really compete with me? The low-level little god is just a powder in front of me!"

The middle-aged craftsman said in a resolute and cold tone: "What's more, this war has not been fought to the end, no one will ever know whether the victory will be won or lost, and it is not known who will have the last laugh......

Wu Cairen smiled like a flower and said: "What you said is right, but there are some things, wouldn't it be better if we took precautions? These days, you have been in the way of cinnabar for you, and you can be regarded as a lot of hands, but if you blindly let it sit down, there will be a time when the tail will not fall off!"

The middle-aged craftsman looked at the martial artist, his expression became more and more confused, and he had a lot of fun, and after a long time, he finally waved his palm lightly and stopped the martial artist's narration.

He looked at the earthen kiln in front of him where the black smoke disappeared and the fire gradually fell, and said with emotion: "The fun of life is like this kiln, before the finished product is served, the unpredictable quality of the finished product, or that trace of anxious expectation, is the most enjoyable moment!"

Speaking of this, he resolutely turned around and bowed to the martial artist and said, "Okay, now you might as well say what you think and listen, maybe I'll be a little interested!"

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