In Jubaozhai, in a reception room on the third floor, a man in brocade clothes who was as plump as jade and handsome was leaning in front of the window, with his hands behind his back, quietly watching the endless flow of people below, silent.

Behind him, the fat shopkeeper had arrived at some point, standing respectfully aside, and his eyebrows were completely devoid of the previous philistine.

"Lao Tian, what do you think of this young man?" After a while, the man in brocade suddenly spoke softly, his voice was cold, with the unique majesty of the superior, which made people shudder.

"Bold and careful, not chaotic in the face of danger, is a material that can be made, but unfortunately Kailing is relatively late, the talent is a little worse, and the future achievements are limited after all. After thinking for a while, the fat shopkeeper frowned slightly.

"When he went to the store, he bought something, saw it, and said it, and he told him in detail. After a moment of silence, the brocade-clothed man asked again.

"He basically didn't speak, he just watched by himself. However, he seemed to have stayed in the martial arts area for a long time, and then went to the pill exercise area, basically read all the exercises related to the cultivation of elixir, and finally selected a set of the most difficult to cultivate, but also the cheapest, most comprehensive introductory exercises in this store - "The Medicine Method", it can be seen that he attaches great importance to this set of exercises, and basically spent all the spirit stones on his body. ”

The fat shopkeeper was a little unclear about the question of the man in brocade, but he still tried his best to recall it, and said all the details he could remember, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

"I remember that there are only a few sets of low-level exercises for wood attribute martial arts in the store, has he been staring at these sets of exercises?"

"This ...... I didn't pay much attention to it, but he took a set of fire-attribute martial arts and looked at it for a long time, because it was the most powerful set of first-level martial arts, so he was a little impressed. The fat shopkeeper was still a little confused, and said with a puzzled face.

"It's a little interesting, a newly enlightened wood attribute bloodline power, don't you think it's strange that he doesn't look at the corresponding martial arts exercises in front of him, but focuses more on the exercises of other attributes?"

"It stands to reason that he should be in a hurry to find the corresponding martial arts to cultivate, which is a bit strange. ”

As he spoke, the fat shopkeeper paused for a moment, and then, I don't know what he remembered, his breathing suddenly stagnated, and he said in a slightly shocked voice: "You mean...... It's possible that he's a dual-attribute bloodliner!"

"Yes, it's not certain yet, but at least for now it seems very likely, and we can try to make further contacts. If it's really a dual-attribute bloodline, it's worth cultivating!" said the man in brocade.

"Actually, to tell you the truth, when you instructed your subordinates to help before, I had an extra eye and wanted to recruit him as a buddy in the store, but it was a pity that he refused. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and the fat shopkeeper smiled helplessly.

"It's okay, just make a good fate, as long as he is a real talent, there will always be a chance to be used by us!" Turning around, looking at the endless crowd on the street, the man in brocade said calmly, with a sense of confidence in his tone.

"Those two Haoran Sect disciples are just afraid that they won't let him go so easily, do you want to send someone to follow? After a while, seeing that the man in brocade didn't speak, the fat shopkeeper asked.

"Go ahead, by the way, check his origin, the more detailed the better!" said the man in brocade with an unchanged expression.

"Okay, my subordinates will do it. With that, the fat shopkeeper withdrew from the reception room.

"It is said that the people of Yunzhou City are outstanding people, so it seems that it is still true!" After the fat shopkeeper left, the man in brocade muttered to himself.

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Not far from Jubaozhai, at the mouth of a secluded alley, Mu Yiyang held the sawtooth fish spirit beast core the size of a baby's fist, round and smooth, and flashing with a faint blue light, and all that echoed in his mind was what had happened before, and he couldn't help but feel a little more disappointed in Haoran Sect.

After a while, he slowly came back to his senses, looking at the two shallow cracks on the spirit beast core, and he was also terrified for a while.

Before, outside Jubaozhai, the young man in white bought the nursery, oppressed people with power, took the lead, and had no choice but to take advantage of the weakness of the young man in white and the middle-aged man, and threw the storage bag in his hand, forcing them to not get off the stage, and things took a turn for the better.

However, in retrospect, he found that he still ignored one point after all, that is, the gap in strength. If the fat shopkeeper doesn't make a move, even if he does all the tricks, in the face of absolute strength, it will still be impossible to escape the fate of being oppressed.

"After all, it's still too weak, who are you bullying if people don't come to bully you?" Holding the spirit beast core in his hand, Mu Yiyang muttered to himself, his delicate face was full of unwillingness and anger.

"Help!"

At this moment, a childish shout suddenly sounded, but a man in black rode a horse roaring from across the street at a high speed, like a small black whirlwind, rushing towards a boy about five or six years old in the middle of the road, and it was about to arrive in an instant.

At this critical moment, there was no time to think about it, Mu Yiyang hurriedly put away the spirit beast core, quickly ran the power of the blood veins in his body, the blue light on his body flowed faintly, and an arrow stepped forward, slamming the boy down, falling to the side of the road, avoiding the galloping horse.

"Wow!"

Suddenly frightened, the boy cried and hugged Mu Yiyang tightly and did not let go, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

"It's okay, the danger is over, you're safe now!"

Picking up the boy from the ground, squinting slightly at the man in black who was riding away on a horse, Mu Yiyang gently patted his back and comforted him softly.

"Oh, my little ancestor, why did you get here, thank goodness, you're okay!"

As soon as Mu Yiyang picked up the boy, a slightly bloated woman trotted over from the side, with an undisguised look of worry on her face, and hugged the boy from his hand.

"This son, just now it was really thanks to you, otherwise our little Shunzi would be in danger, and we will always remember your great kindness, and it will be unforgettable!" Holding the boy, the woman's eyes were slightly red, and she said sincerely.

"It's okay if the child is fine, you can pay more attention in the future, and if there is something to do, you will leave first." With that, Mu Yiyang waved his hand, and then turned to leave.

Behind him, the woman stayed in place, patting the boy's back while staring at Mu Yiyang's figure, her eyes flickering slightly, and her expression was a little complicated.

Leaving the secluded alley, Mu Yiyang walked through several long streets, and soon came to the small inn that had been agreed with Tie Qiuhan, and raised his steps to step forward. But at this moment, a voice suddenly came from the side.

"This boy, please stay!" said a young man dressed as a Taoist priest, with a handsome face and a good demeanor, ran over from the corner and grabbed him by the sleeve.

"I don't have any money on me, so it's not a fortune teller, so please go back!" Turning around, he glanced at the young Taoist priest, Mu Yiyang said helplessly, and then broke free of the other party's hand, turned around and walked towards the inn.

"Gongzi Yintang is black, this is a bad omen, there will be a bloody disaster in the near future, it is better to count a hexagram!" Seeing Mu Yiyang walking away, the young Taoist priest squinted his eyes slightly, and said indifferently, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a hint of a smile.

Hearing this, Mu Yiyang's footsteps suddenly paused, shook his head with a wry smile, and his face seemed to be emotional, but he didn't look back, continued to walk forward, and muttered to himself in the air: "It's been so many years, these fortune tellers don't know how to change their rhetoric, and their IQ is worrying!"

"Childe, please stay, and listen to the poor Dao!" Seeing Mu Yi raise his head and step into the inn without looking back, the corners of the young Taoist's mouth twitched slightly, the smile on his face suddenly froze, and he shouted with an embarrassed face, and trotted to follow.