Chapter 77 Unexpected Easy

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Huang Wuji returned to the house and quietly came to the wooden table. He waved it casually. A small teacup came out of thin air and came to the table. He poured the hot tea into the teacup and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it. A fragrance came to his nose and couldn't help saying loudly, "Good fragrant tea. Look at the tea gas flowing like a mist. The illusion is continuous. If I guess correctly, it should be the fog hidden tea in the north sea. Do you think it's Xu Mingcheng!"

No one answered in the room, quietly like the emperor Wuji talking to himself. Huang Wuji did not feel impatient at all. He drank all the fog tea in the cup, poured another cup for himself, and then said, "Xu Mingcheng, come out. It's useless to hide. You think I will see no one turn around and leave. You're wrong. Hide in the secret room and can't come out. Be careful to suffocate you!"

With that, Huang Wuji attached his spiritual power to his feet, with a terrible force, he stamped on the ground fiercely, and suddenly shook the mountain. Within hundreds of meters around, the house collapsed in an instant, and the ground cracked huge cracks.

In the house where Huang Wuji is located, the ground is also shaking. The whole house shakes, and there is a danger of collapse at any time. Stone and wooden walls, at the same time, cracks, constantly spreading like spider webs.

Facing the house that was about to collapse, Huang Wuji thought that he was in danger. A golden round spiritual power protected him firmly like a golden bell. The dust and the stones falling from the roof were bounced away by the spiritual power of the body one by one. He sat leisurely on the bench, drinking the superior fog tea, and waiting slowly. The appearance of Xu Mingcheng.

With a muffled sound, the cracks in the room spread out like cobwebs. The stone wall in the middle of the bedroom and the living room could not withstand the huge pressure. It shattered, and a wooden door panel appeared in Huang Wuji's eyes.

Seeing the wooden door emperor Wuji laughing, I couldn't imagine how good Xu Mingcheng's design skills were. He could support a person's stone wall. There was only one layer of thin outside, which seemed to be very difficult to put down a cat.

But, unexpectedly, it's exactly like this. I didn't notice the difference in the wall after hiding it from everyone, including myself, and it's the same now.

Huang Wuji has observed the surrounding environment outside, and it is expected that Xu Mingcheng will not open up a secret road to the outside world in just one year.

The most likely thing is that a secret room has been designed. The foot mixed with all the strength just now is to test to see if there is a secret room in the nearby Xu Mingcheng's room. Unexpectedly, there is no secret room underneath, but there is one under my own eyes.

"Xu Mingcheng, I know that you can hear me. If you don't come out, I won't be polite!" Huang Wuji said harshly, stared at the wooden door in front of him, closed his eyes, and began to concentrate on everything in the door.

Because the current cultivation is not enough, it is impossible to use the divine thoughts that can only be possessed after condensing the solid elixir. Now I can only rely on my own breath to feel the situation in the door.

"Hey!" Suddenly, a light sigh came from the wooden door. Huang Wuji showed a triumphant smile on his face. He drank all the tea in the cup, poured another cup for himself, and drank it again. He poured the cold tea next to him on the ground. When he filled himself, he poured a cup of tea for Xu Mingcheng at the same time.

The wooden door opened, and a thin young man came out of the door. His face was sallow, as if he was not nutritious enough. When Huang Wuji saw the person, his eyes shrank and said secretly, "This is Xu Mingcheng in his youth. He looks so weak, and he doesn't have the elegant momentum of later generations at all!"

Now Xu Mingcheng is like a farmer's teenager, and his sallow and malnourished face is enough to explain everything, which is in obvious contrast to the free and easy imagination in Huang Wuji's mind.

"You are really Xu Mingcheng!" If it hadn't been for the sallow young man in front of him who had been in contact with Xu Mingcheng before, his face shape and appearance were similar to those in later generations, Huang Wuji would not have dared not confirm the previous one.

"Ha, you don't know me. Why did you bring so many people to catch me!" Xu Mingcheng was extremely smart, but he was not as old as in later generations. Hearing Huang Wuji's uncertain tone, he was very angry. A person he didn't know suddenly brought so many people to arrest him. It was impossible for anyone to calm down.

Huang Wuji smiled slightly awkwardly, picked up a cup of tea at hand and said, "I'm sorry, it's my fault to take the liberty to disturb you today. How about making amends with tea instead of wine!"

Looking at the tea handed over by Huang Wuji, Xu Mingcheng narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment. He still took the teacup and said, "This gentleman, Xu is very confused. You and I don't know each other. Why did you come to me? Are you looking for the wrong person!"

He drank all the tea in the cup and accepted Huang Wuji's apology. Huang Wuji smiled and didn't say anything. He also poured tea into his stomach and said casually, "Of course, I won't make a mistake. Today, I saw your craftsmanship at the side of the stall. I have a master's demeanor. Let me look up, so that the dog can take me to know each other. Please don't be surprised!"

"Handiwork!" When Xu Mingcheng heard these two words, his pupils suddenly changed, and soon returned to normal. He said with a smile, "The carving and insect skills are all ancestral skills. Why do you pay attention to it? Now that you know each other, can you go!"

Ha ha, Huang Wuji suddenly laughed. Xu Mingcheng, the saint of later generations, is so impatient today.

However, it just coincides with Huang Wuji's intention. In the face of such an opponent, you don't need to be careful. You can't escape from the palm of your hand at all. As long as you reach out and pinch it, you can take Xu Mingcheng's life at any time.

"Brother Xu, don't be smart anymore. You must not be very clear about the purpose of my coming here today. But I can tell you that I want your ancestral craftsmanship!" In Huang Wuji's words, he did not hide his greed at all. His eyes were as sharp as falcons, staring at Xu Mingcheng's every move. As long as there was a slight abnormal movement, he directly gave the thunder a blow.

"What are you talking about? You want my ancestral craftsmanship!" Xu Mingcheng is still young and has never seen the world. Although his ambition is high, he has not been tempered, and he can't change his face. In shock, he showed a panic. He quickly lowered his head and knew that his behavior was a little out of the ordinary. He wanted to remedy it. He said apologetically, "This young man, Xu can't understand what you're saying. Yes, the ancestral craftsmanship has always been handed down from generation to generation. It is of no great use. You can only carve some gadgets. If you really want it, I can teach you!"

Xu Mingcheng made a move to retreat and made progress. He clearly told Huang Wuji that he had ancestral skills, but it was a waste of time if you had to learn it. I don't know if you have this patience.

When Huang Wuji saw that Xu Mingcheng was still playing tricks, he suddenly became a little impatient. The "Tianjiang Treasure Book" is of great importance, and you must not make mistakes. If other strong people in the virtual city know, let alone Xu Mingcheng, even he will bring disaster.

"Brother Xu, do you think I will believe your words? Why don't we have an open and honest conversation between you and me like this!" Huang Wuji doesn't have to be hard for the time being. He still has Xu Mingcheng, a holy master who subdued the future, in his heart. With such a powerful helper, the benefits are not a star. When he returns to the Middle-earth in the future, the forces outside still need a talent to manage.

Xu Mingcheng, who is helpless now, is the first choice.

Although Xu Mingcheng is not as tough as that of later generations. However, as long as there is proper guidance and effective training, the future achievements will not be worse than the original saint Xu Mingcheng.

Moreover, what Huang Wuji wants is the memory of the craftsman Zuluban in the "Tianjiang Treasure Book". As for knowledge and spiritual will, it can be completely passed on to Xu Mingcheng, and the trajectory of history will not change much.

"This gentleman, what on earth are you trying to say? Xu is a poor man. The situation at home is clear at a glance, and there is nothing you want!" Xu Mingcheng is not a fool. On the contrary, he is very smart.

He doesn't believe that a prince who has never been masked will know what he has in his hand. As long as you bite and don't admit it, the other party can't do anything about himself. The ancestral craftsmanship is a lie. If you really want to learn, you can teach him.

"Okay, Brother Xu, come straight to the point. I want something in your hand, as long as I lend it to the next study for a few days, I promise to return it!" Huang Wuji didn't want to talk to Xu Mingcheng anymore. He directly said his request, which was obviously the "Tianjiang Treasure Book" in his hand.

The so-called research for a few days is just an excuse. As long as you don't get the memory of the craftsman Zuluban, it is impossible to return the Tianjiang Treasure Book to Xu Mingcheng.

"Ah, there is no penniless in the lower body. What can make the prince look good!" Xu Mingcheng kept a heart and forced his composure not to show a shocked expression on his own. At the same time, he thought of it secretly. Is it possible that what I found in the woods outside the city belongs to the person in front of me?

He thought about it again and shook his head. He saw that Huang Wuji was not old. How could such a thing be his? He denied his idea.

"This gentleman, what exactly do you want? Say it directly. It's so tiring to guess!" Xu Mingcheng went to the woods outside the virtual city a few days ago and accidentally picked up something. Now he can't be sure whether it is Huang Wuji at all. He is also uneasy in his heart. He is afraid that the owner is really coming to the door. Whether he will hand it or not has become an unavoidable problem.

"Okay, Brother Xu opened his mouth, and I said that it was a very old-looking book with some ghost paintings that I couldn't understand. Now Brother Xu, are you clear?" Huang Wuji has not seen the "Tianjiang Treasure Book" either. In several fierce battles with the holy priest Xu Mingcheng, later generations have never seen the other party take out spiritual treasures similar to books. They can only guess randomly according to their own judgments and imaginations.

Listening to what Huang Wuji said, Xu Mingcheng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. It was not what he found outside the Taoxu 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 ancient book that people couldn't understand from his ancestors. He had seen it since he was a child, and he didn't know what was written on it at all. It was only according to the experience left by his ancestors that he barely learned a little book above. Things.

"I see. I really have a copy of the ancient book that the prince said. But it's really left by the ancestors. I can't understand it. Let's take it out and show it to you!" As Xu Mingcheng said, he ran into the inner room, [turned over] the wall and turned the cabinet, pulled the gravel away, took out a mahogany box from under the bed, and carefully took it out.

Huang Wuji looked at Xu Mingcheng who came out with the wooden box in his way. He couldn't help but be stunned and shouted in his heart, "It won't be so easy!"