"Not really!"

Ming Xinyue waved her hand and said: "It's just that although he has been in this small acropolis all these years, ordinary people really can't see him, let alone you, even my fourth brother and second brother want to see him, it's not easy, so if you want to buy something from him, in addition to seeing him first, you have to have an appetite for him, otherwise, even if you see him, you can only return empty-handed in the end!"

"So ......"

Ming Xinyue groaned, as if she had thought of something, and she said with a somewhat strange expression: "Over the years, he has begun to be interested in another thing again!"

Hearing this, the dragon soul looked moved and said, "What's the matter?"

Ming Xinyue's eyes flickered and blinked, "You've seen it before!"

The dragon soul was immediately stunned when he heard this, and then he said with a surprised expression: "Hunting pure-blooded aliens?"

Ming Xinyue smiled slightly and said: "Not only that, the Divine Clan, the Immortal Clan, the Dao Clan, all the blood concentration in the body is pure, or very special, he is interested, in his words, these people are no different from slaughtering a pig beast!"

The dragon soul said with a wry smile: "It's really special enough!"

He suddenly said with a big brain: "That senior won't sell these so-called pig beasts as pig beasts, right?"

Ming Xinyue looked at the dragon soul in surprise and said, "How did you guess?"

I'll go!

Hearing this, the dragon soul almost fell to the ground directly, for this senior whom he had always admired, regarded as an idol and chased the goal, he felt that at this moment, the other party's radiant and tall image in his mind collapsed in an instant!

"The ......"

At this time, Long Jian said with an ugly face: "May I ask the hall master, since that senior is interested in some races with special bloodlines, he won't also be interested in our dragon clan, right?"

As soon as Long Jian's words fell, the face of the dragon soul suddenly sank, and then he looked at Long Jian with a big change in his face and said, "Where are they in Long Mountain?"

As soon as these words came out, Long Jian's face suddenly turned pale, and he looked at Long Soul with a shocked expression and said, "What do you mean......"

"Damn it!"

Before he finished speaking, Long Jian was already shouting, and then his body moved, and he had already disappeared into the bronze hall, he hoped that he would not be too late to go at this time, Long Shan and Wang listened to them, and they had not been slaughtered by that senior as a pig beast!

Looking at the dragon sword that was leaving in a hurry, Ming Xinyue squinted and smiled: "What are you nervous about? Although the bloodline of the dragon clan is special, that person is still measured, and he will not attack anyone's allies of the human race!"

The dragon soul wiped the sweat that accidentally seeped out of his forehead, and said with a wry smile: "It's better to pay attention, who knows if that senior will change his mind and mind?"

At this point, Ming Xinyue nodded with deep feeling and said: "That's right, he was rampant in the world back then, and he has always had no scruples, and he has also come up with the idea of passing on the sword technique over the years!"

Hearing this, the dragon soul shook his body and said, "He wants to accept apprentices?"

Ming Xinyue nodded and said: "Yes, this matter was specially entrusted to the master of the hall, so the master of the hall chose two for him at random in the Eastern Wilderness, as for whether he can look up to it or not, it depends on himself!"

The dragon soul was stunned when he heard this: "Hall Master, what you won't say is Zhao Xiaohei and Zhao Xiaoxing!"

Ming Xinyue smiled slightly, "How is it?" What do you think of those two?"

As the two people who were often mentioned by Long Shan, the dragon soul naturally investigated everything about Zhao Xiaohei and Zhao Xiaoxing, but when he saw Ming Xinyue's face, he was silent for a while, and finally held back a smile, and said with a wonderful expression on his face: "The hall master has a good eye!"

"Giggles!"

Ming Xinyue covered her mouth and smiled: "That's natural, the hall master might as well tell you, don't look at those two guys who don't look out of tune, but maybe they really have an appetite for Murong Chujian, other people, even if their talent is a thousand times higher than them, ten thousand times, I'm afraid it won't work!"

"Why?"

This time, even Shenzhi, who had been standing silently on the side, quietly listening to all this, couldn't help but speak out, and he said with surprise: "Could it be that senior has any special habits?"

"Of course not!"

Ming Xinyue shook her head and said: "If you really want to talk about it, he should be a person who particularly pursues perfection, otherwise, his knife would not be so strong, so terrifying, but ......"

She paused, and said with a strange smile on the corner of her mouth: "In his eyes, those so-called geniuses are nothing at all, no matter how genius they are, can they be compared to him? He once said that if he really wants to accept apprentices one day, even if the other party is a pig beast, he can also cultivate the other party into one of the strongest in the world, so that he can show the cleverness of his means!"

Belch!

Shenzhi was stunned for a while when he heard this, and he couldn't help but secretly exclaim: This senior is really proud and conceited!

And the dragon soul on the side muttered with a look of adoration: "Sure enough, it is worthy of the first time that Daozun Murong has seen him, and his style of acting is so uninhibited and different!"

Murong was indeed different when he first saw him, this was Wei Wuji's first feeling when he saw the other party for the first time, if it weren't for Long Jiu's 100% affirmation of him, plus the sword spirit Tianwai told him that he felt a powerful and incomparable sword intent from that person's body, it was really difficult for him to associate this person in front of him with the peerless powerhouse who had defeated the heroes of the world, stood on top of the top, and closed his sword because he was lonely and invincible!

Because among the strong people he has seen, the Venerable Purple Thunder of the Daomen, the white-clothed Wen Liangyu, the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect Wufeng, the Eastern Emperor Taicang, the Immortal King Reverse Cangtian, etc., and even Luo Chenyi, one of the four swords of the Daomen, and the Xia Bodhi among the three Bodhi of the Buddhist Sect, which one is not otherworldly and has a dusty aura?

However, the person in front of him, with his scarce beard, shabby coat, messy hair, sloppy appearance, and turbid breath, where is the slightest trace of the transcendent demeanor of a peerless master?

Zhao Xiaohei and Zhao Xiaoxing also looked at the middle-aged man in front of them with a suspicious expression, to be honest, the doubts and disappointments in their hearts were even greater than Wei Wuji!

However, before they could speak, the man had already smiled at Zhao Xiaohei and Zhao Xiaoxing, and said, "How is it, boy?

Zhao Xiaohei grinned when he heard this: "It's not a disappointment, it's a peerless powerhouse, there is nothing different from ordinary people, what kind of peerless?"

He propped his left hand on a dark red board, stretched out the fingers of his right hand, and flicked at the sharp knife that was placed there at random, obviously only used for boning on weekdays!

Bite!

Listening to the crisp sound coming from the sharp knife, Zhao Xiaohei said with emotion: "Listen to this voice, if it is not the knife used by a generation of strong men, whose knife can make such a beautiful and crisp sound?"

"It's really a good knife!"

Zhao Xiaoxing also looked emotional, he stretched out his right hand, and saw that the man in front of him had no objection, he clamped the boning knife with two fingers, and wanted to lift it up, but when he mentioned it, the boning knife less than a foot long seemed to be glued to the board, and it didn't move at all!

"Huh!"

Zhao Xiaoxing exclaimed, and then he directly grabbed the boning sharp knife, and slammed it up with all his might!

With a bang, Zhao Xiaoxing snorted in his mouth, and then he covered his wrist and retreated with a painful face!

Hell yes!

Knowing that Zhao Xiaoxing was definitely not a fake, Zhao Xiaohei looked at the extremely ordinary-looking boning knife on the board, and his face was extremely strange!

"Hey, hey!"

Murong Chujian rubbed his already very messy hair, making it even more messy, he looked at Zhao Xiaoxing with a smile on his face and said: "That knife is forged by Cold Star Meteorite, and trying to hold him is tantamount to lifting a mountain, boy, you are relatively lucky!"

"Cold Star Meteorite?"

Long Shan looked at the boning knife with a surprised face, like everyone else, he was also very suspicious of the person in front of him whose image was not close to the peerless powerhouse, but when he carefully saw the material of the boning knife, the surprise on his face had turned into shock!

The boning knife that I don't know its name was actually covered in Cold Star Meteorite, and looking at its appearance, it was still taken out from a whole piece of Cold Star Meteorite, the same as when Hu Hao first saw the short knife shaped like a kitchen knife on Murong's waist for the first time, Long Shan was shocked, and his heart couldn't help but feel a nameless fire!

Your uncle, can you waste a little more?

Don't ask him why he knows the Cold Star Meteorite, why his heart is nameless, just because his own pair of fist gloves that gave birth to the fist spirit are made of the Cold Star Meteorite, and the amount used is probably far less than such a boning sharp knife, so he is extremely dissatisfied with Murong Chujian in his heart, and secretly scolding the other party is simply destroying the heavens!

However, this is not the hottest thing that Long Shan feels, what he feels the most is that the weapon forged from the cold star meteorite is notoriously heavy, which is well known, but Murong Chu saw the so-called helplessness in his mouth, and he couldn't afford to take the knife, which clearly meant that the boning sharp knife had given birth to the knife spirit, and without the approval of the inner sword spirit, it was indeed impossible for ordinary people to afford the knife!

Because a weapon that gives birth to a spirit can be as heavy as Mount Tai or as light as a feather, as for whether it is as heavy as Mount Tai or as light as a feather, all of this is determined by the mood of the spirit in that weapon!

Suddenly, Long Shan felt his whole body tighten, and the hairs on his body stood on end for no reason, and then he looked at Murong Chujian, who was staring at him, and said, "What are you looking at?"

It seemed that he also noticed that Murong Chujian's gaze was different, Wei Wuji's footsteps moved, and he had already stopped in front of Long Shan, he stared at Murong Chujian with a serious face and said, "Senior, don't be joking!"

"Hey, hey!"

Murong Chujian let out a burst of laughter that made Long Shan and Wei Wuji feel creepy, and he glanced at Long Shan behind Wei Wuji with a gaze like looking at his prey, and then he looked at Wei Wuji and said, "The knife in your left arm is also very special, can you take it out for the old man to see?"

Wei Wuji's expression turned grim when he heard this, and then he said with a serious look on his face: "Senior is really the first time that Dao Venerable Murong has seen him?"