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Huang Wuji returned to the house and quietly came to the wooden table. With a wave of his hand, a small teacup appeared out of thin air on the table. He poured the steaming tea into the teacup, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it. There was a refreshing fragrance.
The breath of tea hit his nose, and he couldn't help but said loudly: "What a fragrant tea, look at the tea breath flowing like mist, constantly changing. If my guess is correct, it should be the Kirigakure tea by the North Sea, don't you think so?
Xu Mingcheng!".
No one answered in the room, and it was quiet as if Huang Wuji was talking to himself. Huang Wuji did not feel impatient at all. He drank up the cup of Wuyin tea in one gulp, poured himself another cup, and then said: "Xu Mingcheng, come out.
There is no point in hiding. You think I will turn around and leave when I see no one, but you are wrong. I will hide in the secret room and not come out. I will suffocate you to death!"
As he spoke, Huang Wuji attached his spiritual power to his feet, and with terrifying force, he stamped on the ground, causing the earth to shake. Houses within a few hundred meters of the surrounding area collapsed instantly, and the ground cracked.
A huge crack.
In the house where Huang Wuji was, the ground was shaking, and the whole house was shaking. There was a danger of collapse at any time. The stone and wooden walls were cracked with thin cracks, spreading like a spider web.
Facing the house that was about to collapse, Huang Wuji thought that he was in danger. A golden circular spiritual power protected him tightly like a golden bell. The dust that was thrown up and the stones that fell from the roof were all protected one by one.
With his spiritual power activated, he sat leisurely on the bench, drinking the fine Kirigakure tea, and slowly waited for Xu Mingcheng to appear.
There was a muffled sound, and the cracks in the house spread out like spider webs. The stone wall in the middle that divided the bedroom and the living room could no longer withstand the huge pressure and shattered. A wooden door panel appeared in Huang Wuji's eyes.
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Emperor Wuji laughed when he saw the wooden door. He couldn't believe how good Xu Mingcheng's design skills were. The stone wall that could support a person seemed to have only one thin layer on the outside. It seemed that it would be difficult to even put down a cat.
But, unexpectedly, it was precisely this that hid it from everyone, including myself, and did not notice the difference in the wall. It is the same now.
Huang Wuji observed the surrounding environment outside and concluded that Xu Mingcheng would not be able to open a secret passage to the outside world in just one year.
The most likely thing is that they designed a secret room underneath. The kick that was mixed with all the strength just now was just to test and see if there was a secret room in Xu Mingcheng's house nearby. To his surprise, there was not one underneath.
There is a room right under your nose.
"Xu Mingcheng, I know you can hear me. If you don't come out, I won't be polite!" Huang Wuji spoke sternly, staring at the wooden door in front of him, closing his eyes, and began to concentrate on sensing the door.
everything within.
Because the current level of cultivation is not enough, it is still unable to use the divine thoughts that can only be obtained after condensing the real elixir. Now, I can only rely on my own breath to sense the situation inside the door.
"Hey!" A soft sigh suddenly came from inside the wooden door. A smile of victory appeared on Huang Wuji's face. He drank all the tea in the cup in one gulp, poured himself another cup, drank it all in one gulp again, and poured out the cold tea next to him.
On the ground, while filling myself up, I also filled a cup for Xu Mingcheng.
The wooden door opened, and a thin young man walked out of the door. His face was sallow, as if he was not nourished enough. When Huang Wuji saw the person, his pupils shrank, and he secretly said: "This is Xu Xu from his youth."
Mingcheng, looks so weak, without the airy and unrestrained aura of later generations!".
Xu Mingcheng now looks like a young boy from a farm family. His sallow and malnourished face speaks for itself. It is in stark contrast to Huang Wuji's imagination of being dressed in white and free and easy.
"You are really Xu Mingcheng!" If he hadn't dealt with Xu Mingcheng before, and the face and appearance of the sallow young man in front of him were somewhat similar to those of him in later generations, Huang Wuji would not have dared to confirm.
"Ha, you don't know me, why did you bring so many people to arrest me!" Xu Mingcheng was extremely smart, but not as sophisticated as later generations. Hearing Huang Wuji's uncertain tone, he felt very angry. An unknown person suddenly appeared.
If he brought so many people to arrest him, no one would be able to calm down.
Huang Wuji smiled slightly awkwardly, picked up a cup of tea at hand and handed it over, saying: "I'm sorry, it's my fault for disturbing you today. How about using tea instead of wine as an apology!".
Looking at the tea handed over by Huang Wuji, Xu Mingcheng narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, then took the tea cup and said: "This young master, Xu is very confused. You and I don't know each other, why did you come to me?"
,Did you find the wrong person?".
He drank all the tea in the cup in one gulp, accepting Huang Wuji's apology. Huang Wuji smiled slightly, said nothing, poured the tea into his stomach in the same gulp, and then said casually: "Of course I can't make a mistake. I'm at the stall today.
When I saw your craftsmanship and master-level demeanor, I admired you endlessly, so I let the dog take the opportunity to get to know me. Please don’t be offended, Brother Xu!”
"Craftsmanship!" When Xu Mingcheng heard these two words, his eyes suddenly changed, and soon returned to normal. Cancan said with a smile: "Tiny skills are all ancestral craftsmanship. Why should you take it to heart? Now I know
Now, can we go?".
Haha? Haha????, Huang Wuji suddenly laughed. Xu Mingcheng, a layman of later generations, was actually so impatient today.
However, it just suits Huang Wuji's wishes. Facing such an opponent, there is no need to be cautious. There is no way to escape from the palm of his hand. He can kill Xu Mingcheng at any time by just reaching out and squeezing.
"Brother Xu, stop being clever. You probably don't know the purpose of my coming today. But I can tell you that I want your family's ancestral craftsmanship!" Huang Wuji said it to the point, without concealing his feelings at all.
Greedy, his eyes were as sharp as a hawk, staring at Xu Mingcheng's every move, and if there was the slightest movement, he would directly strike with a thunder blow.
"What are you talking about? You want my ancestral craftsmanship!" Xu Mingcheng was still young and had never seen the big world. Although his ambition was high, it had not been tempered and his character was still unable to remain calm. He showed his face in shock.
He looked panicked and quickly lowered his head, knowing that his actions were somewhat
He went out of line and wanted to make up for it, so he said apologetically: "Master, Xu doesn't understand what you are saying. The ancestral craftsmanship has been passed down from generation to generation and is handed over hand in hand. It is of no great use and can only carve some small gadgets. If
, Master, if you really want it, I can teach you!".
Xu Mingcheng used retreat to advance, and told Huang Wuji clearly that there are ancestral skills, but you have to learn them, which is a waste of time. I don't know if you have the patience.
Huang Wuji saw that Xu Mingcheng was still playing tricks, and he suddenly became impatient. "The Heavenly Craftsman's Book" was of great importance, and there must be no mistakes. If other strong men in Daoxu City knew about it, not to mention Xu Mingcheng, even he would know it.
Bringing the disaster of killing.
"Brother Xu, you think I will believe what you say, how about we have an honest talk like this!" Huang Wuji doesn't need to be forceful for the time being, he still has in his mind Xu Mingcheng, the future holy hand layman, who has such a powerful person.
As a helper, the benefits gained are not the slightest bit. When we return to Middle-earth in the future, the forces outside the country will still need a talent to manage them.
Now helpless, Xu Mingcheng is the first choice.
Although Xu Mingcheng is not as tough and tough as the later generations. But with proper guidance and effective training, his future achievements will definitely be no worse than the original holy-hand layman Xu Mingcheng.
Moreover, what Huang Wuji wants is only the memory of Zulu Ban, the craftsman in the "Tianjiang Baoden". As for the knowledge and spiritual will, he can completely pass it on to Xu Mingcheng, and the trajectory of history will not change greatly.
"Sir, what are you trying to say? Xu is a poor man. The situation at home is clear at a glance. There is nothing you want!" Xu Mingcheng is not a fool but is very smart.
He didn't believe that a young man who had never masked his face would know what he had in his hands. As long as he refused to admit it, there was nothing the other party could do to him. The ancestral craftsmanship was a lie. If you really wanted to learn it, you could teach him
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"Okay, Brother Xu, let's get straight to the point. I want something in your hand. I just need to lend it to me for a few days to study, and I promise to return it!" Huang Wuji didn't want to talk to Xu Mingcheng anymore, so he directly stated his request.
, it is clear that he wants the "Tianjiang Book" in his hand.
The so-called study for a few days is just an excuse. As long as the memory of the craftsman Zuluban is not obtained for one day, it is impossible to return the "Tianjiang Book" to Xu Mingcheng.
"Ah, I am penniless, what can I find that can attract the attention of the young master!" Xu Mingcheng kept a cautious mind and forced himself to calm down to prevent himself from showing a horrified expression. At the same time, he secretly thought: Could it be that I am outside the city?
The things picked up in the woods belong to the man in front of me.
Then he thought about it again and shook his head. Seeing that Huang Wuji was not very young, how could something like that be his, so he denied his thoughts.
"Sir, what do you want? Tell me directly. I'm so tired of guessing!" Xu Mingcheng went to the woods outside Daoxu City a few days ago and accidentally picked up something. Now he can't be sure at all.
It's not Huang Wuji's, and I feel uneasy in my heart. I'm afraid that the owner has really come to visit me. Whether I should hand it over or not has become an unavoidable question.
"Okay, Brother Xu opened his mouth, so I said, it's an ancient-looking book with some incomprehensible ghostly symbols on it. Now, Brother Xu, are you clear?" Huang Wuji has never seen "
"The Book of Heavenly Craftsmen", in later generations, during several fierce battles with Xu Mingcheng, a layman with a holy hand, he never saw the other party take out a book-like spiritual treasure, so he could only make random guesses based on his own judgment and imagination.
Hearing what Huang Wuji said, Xu Mingcheng breathed a sigh of relief. It was not something he picked up outside Daoxu City, so the person in front of him was not the owner.
However, Huang Wuji's words still made Xu Mingcheng a little strange. He didn't understand why Huang Wuji knew that he had an incomprehensible ancient book passed down from his ancestors. He had read that book since he was a child and had no idea what was written on it.
, I just barely learned some of the above skills based on the experience passed down from my ancestors.
"I understand. The ancient book that the young master mentioned is true. But it is really left by my ancestors. I can't understand it. I will take it out for you to see!" Xu Mingcheng said and ran away.
Entering the inner room, he went through the wall and emptied the cabinets, pulled away the rubble, took out a mahogany box from under the bed, and took it out carefully.
Huang Wuji looked at Xu Mingcheng coming out with the wooden box, and couldn't help but be stunned, and shouted in his heart: "It won't be so easy!".dd