Huang Wuji returned to the house, quietly came to the wooden table, waved his hand, a small teacup appeared on the table out of thin air, poured the steaming tea into the teacup, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, a fragrant breath came to his nose, and he couldn't help but say loudly: "Good fragrant tea, look at this tea gas is like a mist flowing, constantly changing." If the guess is good, it should be the fog hidden tea by the North Sea, do you say it is Xu Mingcheng!".

No one in the room answered, and it was as if Huang Wuji was talking to himself. Huang Wuji didn't feel impatient at all, drank all the fog hidden tea in the cup in one gulp, poured himself another cup, and then said: "Xu Mingcheng, come out, it's useless to hide." You think I'll see no one turn around and leave, you're wrong, hide in the secret room and don't come out, be careful to suffocate you!".

As he spoke, Huang Wuji attached his spiritual power to his feet, and with a terrifying huge force, he stomped on the ground fiercely, and the mountains shook in an instant, and within a range of hundreds of meters around, the houses collapsed instantly, and the ground cracked one after another huge cracks.

In the room where Huang Wuji was, the ground also shook, and the whole room shook, threatening to collapse at any time, and the stone and wooden walls cracked one after another at the same time, spreading like a spider's web.

Facing the house that was about to collapse, Huang Wuji thought that he was in danger, and a golden circular spiritual power protected him firmly like a golden bell, and the dust splashed and the stones that fell from the roof were bounced away by the spiritual power of the body protector one by one, and he sat on the bench leisurely, drinking the best fog tea, and waited for Xu Mingcheng's appearance slowly.

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

Seeing the Mumen Emperor Wuji laughing, he couldn't imagine how good Xu Mingcheng's design skills were, and the stone wall that could support a person was only thin on the outside, and it seemed that it was difficult to even let go of a cat.

But, unexpectedly, it was precisely like this, that everyone, including myself, did not notice the difference in the walls, and it is the same now.

Huang Wuji had observed the surrounding environment outside, and it was expected that Xu Mingcheng would not be able to open up a secret passage to the outside world in just one year.

The most likely thing is that he designed a secret room underneath, and the kick that was mixed with all his strength just now was to test it to see if there was a secret room in Xu Mingcheng's house nearby, but what he didn't expect was that there was no one underneath, but there was one under his nose.

"Xu Mingcheng, I know, you can hear my words, if you don't come out, I'm not welcome!" Huang Wuji said sharply, staring at the wooden door in front of him, closing his eyes, and began to concentrate on sensing everything inside the door.

Because his current cultivation is not enough, he is not able to use the divine thoughts that can only be possessed after condensing the Shi Dan, and now he can only rely on his own breath to sense the situation inside the door.

"Hey!" A light sigh suddenly came from inside the wooden door, Huang Wuji showed a victorious smile on his face, drank all the tea in the cup in one gulp, poured another cup for himself, drank it all again, poured the cold tea next to him on the ground, and poured a full cup for Xu Mingcheng at the same time when he filled it.

Chirping?????? The wooden door opened, and a thin young man walked out of the door, his face was sallow, as if he was not well nourished, Huang Wuji saw the visitor, his pupils shrank, and he said secretly: "This is Xu Mingcheng in his youth, he looks so weak, and he doesn't have the dashing momentum of later generations at all!"

The current Xu Mingcheng is like a young man from a peasant family, his sallow and malnourished face is enough to explain everything, which is in obvious contrast to Huang Wuji's imagination of being in white clothes.

"You are really Xu Mingcheng!" If it weren't for the fact that he had dealt with Xu Mingcheng before, the sallow young man in front of him, his face and appearance were somewhat similar to him in later generations, Huang Wuji would not dare to confirm the previous one.

"Ha, you don't know me, why did you bring so many people to arrest me!" Xu Mingcheng is extremely smart, but he is not as old as in later generations, hearing Huang Wuji's uncertain tone, he was very annoyed in his heart, a person he didn't know, suddenly brought so many people to arrest him, and it was impossible for him to calm down.

Huang Wuji smiled slightly embarrassedly, picked up a cup of tea in his hand and handed it over, and said, "I'm sorry, it's my fault to take the liberty of disturbing Your Excellency today, how about replacing wine with tea!"

Looking at the tea handed over by Huang Wuji, Xu Mingcheng narrowed his eyes, thought for a while, and then took the teacup and said: "This son, Xu is very confused, you and I don't know each other, why did you come to me, did you find the wrong person!".

As he spoke, he drank all the tea in the cup, which can be regarded as accepting Huang Wuji's apology. Huang Wuji smiled slightly, didn't speak, and poured the tea into his stomach in the same gulp, and then said casually: "Of course I won't make a mistake, I saw your craftsmanship at the side of the stall today, and you have a master-level demeanor, so that you can look up at it, and I will let the dog take me to know it by the way, and please Brother Xu Don't be surprised!"

"Craftsmanship!" Xu Mingcheng heard these two words, his pupils changed suddenly, and soon returned to normal, Cancan said with a smile: "The small skills of carving insects are all ancestral crafts, why should Your Excellency take it to heart, now that you know, can you go!".

Hahaha, Huang Wuji suddenly laughed, Xu Mingcheng, the holy hand layman of later generations, was so impatient today.

However, it just fits Huang Wuji's mind, in the face of such an opponent, there is no need to be cautious, there is no way to escape from the palm of his hand, as long as he stretches out his hand and pinchs it, he can take Xu Mingcheng's life at any time.

"Brother Xu, don't be clever. The purpose of my visit today is not very clear to you. But I can tell you, I want your family's ancestral craft!" Huang Wuji did not hide his greed at all, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon, staring at Xu Mingcheng's every move, as long as there was a slight movement, he would directly give a thunderous blow.

"What are you talking about, you want my ancestral craft!" Xu Ming is still young, and he has never seen the world, although his ambition is high, he has not been tempered, and his heart has not been able to change his face, and he showed a panicked look under the fright, and hurriedly lowered his head, and also knew that his actions were a little out of line, and wanted to remedy it, and said apologetically: "This son, Xu Mou didn't understand what you said, the ancestral craft has been passed down from generation to generation, and it was handed over hand by hand, and it was of no great use, so he could only carve some gadgets." If Childe really wants it, I can teach you here!".

Xu Mingcheng made a move to retreat into advance, and clearly told Huang Wuji that there is an ancestral craft, but you have to learn it, it's a waste of time, I don't know if you have the patience.

Huang Wuji saw that Xu Mingcheng was still playing tricks, and suddenly became a little impatient, the "Heavenly Craftsman's Treasure Book" is very important, and there must be no mistakes, let other strong people in Daoxu City know, don't say Xu Mingcheng, even if he will attract the disaster of killing.

"Brother Xu, do you think I will believe your words, why don't you talk openly and honestly between you and me like this!" Huang Wuji doesn't have to come hard for the time being, he still has the future Holy Hand Lay Xu Mingcheng in his heart, with such a right-hand man, the benefits obtained are not half a star, and when he returns to Middle-earth in the future, the forces outside the Fang still need a talent to manage.

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

Although, Xu Mingcheng is not as strong as the old and spicy in later generations. However, as long as there is proper guidance and effective training, the future achievements will definitely be no worse than the original Holy Hand lay Xu Mingcheng.

Moreover, what Huang Wuji wants is only the memory of the craftsman Zuluban in the "Heavenly Craftsman's Treasure Book", as for the knowledge and spiritual will, it can be passed on to Xu Mingcheng, and the trajectory of history will not change greatly.

"This son, what do you want 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 very smart.

He didn't believe that a boy who had never been masked would know what he was holding. As long as you bite the bullet and don't admit it, the other party can't do anything about it, the ancestral craft is a deception, and if you really want to learn, you can teach him.

"Okay, Brother Xu, get straight to the point. I want a thing in your hand, as long as I lend it to the next study for a few days, and I promise to return it!" Huang Wuji didn't want to be long-winded with Xu Mingcheng, so he directly said his request, and it was clear that he wanted the "Heavenly Craftsman's Treasure Book" in his hand.

The so-called research for a few days is just an excuse, as long as he does not get the memory of the craftsman Zuluban for a day, it is impossible for the "Heavenly Craftsman Treasure Book" to be returned to Xu Mingcheng.

"Ah, penniless in the lower body, what can be something that can make the son look at him!" Xu Mingcheng kept a heartfelt eye, forcing himself to calm down and not let himself show a shocked expression, and at the same time secretly thought. Could it be that the thing I picked up in the woods outside the city belonged to the man in front of me?

After thinking about it again, he shook his head, seeing that Huang Wuji is not very old, how could such a thing be his, and deny his thoughts.

"This son, what do you want, just say it, I'm so tired of guessing!" Xu Mingcheng went to the woods outside Daoxu City a few days ago, and accidentally picked up something, and now he can't be sure whether it is Huang Wuji's, and he is also nervous in his heart, afraid that it is really the owner who has come to the door, and whether he will hand it over or not has become an unavoidable question.

"It's okay, Brother Xu opened his mouth, and I said that it was a book that looked very old, and it was full of some ghost drawings that I couldn't understand. Now Brother Xu, is it clear!" Huang Wuji has never seen the "Heavenly Craftsman Treasure Book", and in the later generations, in several fierce battles with the Holy Hand Lay Priest Xu Mingcheng, he has never seen the other party take out a spirit treasure similar to a book, so he can only guess randomly based on his own judgment and conjecture.

Listening to what Huang Wuji said, Xu Mingcheng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, if it wasn't something he picked up outside Daoxu City, then the person in front of him was not the owner.

However, Huang Wuji's words still made Xu Mingcheng a little strange, and he didn't understand why Huang Wuji knew that he had an ancestral ancient book in his hand that people couldn't understand, and that book was seen since he was a child, and he didn't know what was written on it at all, but according to the experience left by his ancestors, he barely learned a little bit of the above skills.

"I understand, the ancient book that Childe said, I really have one. But it's really left by the ancestors, and I don't understand it, so I'll take it out and show it to you!" Xu Mingcheng said, ran into the inner room with a smoke, climbed over the wall and cabinet, pulled the gravel open, 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, and couldn't help but be stunned, and shouted in his heart: "It won't be so easy!"

(End of chapter)