Legend of the Dragon King: I went from Douluo Continent to the Great God Circle

With Mu Xi's guidance, Xia Yi has made rapid progress in his forging journey.

This made Xia Yi understand the importance of a famous teacher.

After being in contact with Mu Xi for a month, Xia Yi also learned about Tang Wulin being accepted as a disciple by Mu Chen.

Although Xia Yi was extremely confident in his talent, after all, Tang Wulin had been Mu Chen's disciple for a long time.

If he hadn't saved Mu Xi by chance, Xia Yi would have even been wary of Mu Chen plotting against him.

"Can I ask you a question?" Xia Yi looked at Mu Xi and asked.

"What's the problem?" Mu Xi asked curiously.

"Are there any rules for blacksmiths to accept apprentices?" Xia Yi asked.

"You want to ask how many disciples a blacksmith usually accepts? I can tell you clearly that generally speaking, a high-level blacksmith will have many disciples, but a closed disciple will only have one." Mu Xi covered her mouth and chuckled, While driving, he looked at Xia Yi with deliberately sympathetic eyes and said, "And Tang Wulin is indeed my father's closed disciple."

Mu Xi did not lie to Xia Yi about this, because at the level of a holy craftsman, everyone wanted to cultivate a divine craftsman if possible.

In Douluo Continent, only one divine craftsman can exist at the same time.

Instead of cultivating many closed disciples to compete with each other for the position of master craftsman, it is better to devote all your efforts to cultivating one.

Therefore, high-level blacksmiths will only accept one close disciple.

Back then, Mu Xi's father, Mu Chen, and her uncle, Zhen Hua, were both her grandfather's disciples.

Later, because Mu Chen married her grandfather's daughter, her mother Yuan Baoer, her grandfather officially accepted Zhenhua as a closed disciple in order to compensate Zhenhua.

Later, Zhen Hua became a divine craftsman, and Mu Chen became a holy craftsman.

Although the biggest reason for this is that Mu Chen's forging talent is not as good as Zhenhua's, the gap between closed disciples and ordinary disciples is still very obvious.

"What level is Tang Wulin now?" Xia Yi asked next.

"Level 4 Blacksmithing Master." Mu Xi said with a smile.

Blacksmiths are divided into nine levels in total. The first and second levels are master levels, the third and fourth levels are master levels, the fifth and sixth levels are master craftsmen, the seventh and eighth levels are saint craftsmen, and the highest level nine is god. Craftsman level.

Xia Yi didn't expect Tang Wulin to be so talented and reach the level of a fourth-level blacksmithing master at such a young age.

Look at Master Ultron that day. He was over sixty years old and only at level four.

"How about I find a place where no one is and kill him, what do you think?" Xia Yi asked in a deep voice.

Mu Xi laughed out loud with a "puff" and said calmly: "If you want to kill, just kill. Of course, you'd better not let my father know. My father often said that you must forge your heart first. If you really do such a thing, , he will never be able to teach you a shred of forging knowledge in his entire life."

She knew Xia Yi was joking, so she didn't care. If Xia Yi really wanted to kill Tang Wulin, he wouldn't have told her.

Mu Xi did not bring Xia Yi to the Blacksmith Association, but directly to her home.

The villa of the Eight-Star Saint Craftsman is really grand. Looking in through the fence, the building inside is built like a white house, with flowers and grass everywhere, and a swimming pool in front of the building, which forms a quite beautiful scenery.

"Miss will be back." As soon as Mu Xi's car drove into the yard, a maid came over and served her respectfully.

"Where are my parents? Didn't they come out to greet their daughter's savior when he arrived?" Mu Xi pouted and complained as she put the car into the storage soul ring.

"Where are the saintly craftsman and his wife waiting for the young lady and this young man in the living room?" the maid said in a deep voice after looking at Xia Yi.

"Forget it, you go ahead and I'll take Xia Yi to see dad?" Mu Xi shook her head and walked towards the living room with Xia Yi.

Soon Xia Yi saw Mu Chen, whom he had always wanted to see. He was a handsome man in his forties, dressed in gray clothes and with a majestic figure.

Next to him is Mu Xi's mother, Yuan Bao'er. She looks a bit like Mu Xi in her thirties, but is a bit more mature and charming than Mu Xi. She looks very charming, especially that The proud figure is definitely beyond the reach of Mu Xi, who is still a young girl.

"Dad, Mom, this is Xia Yi." Mu Xi's face was full of smiles. As soon as she saw Mu Chen, she ran behind him with a smile and pinched his shoulders.

"Uncle! Auntie." Xia Yi wanted to call Mu Chen senior or president, but felt a little inappropriate. After all, this was Mu Xi's home, not the Blacksmiths Association.

"You are so young and promising." Mu Chen sighed, took out a few notebooks from the storage soul guide, and said: "These are my forging experiences over the years. You saved Xi'er's life, so this is mine. Give me a reward."

"Thank you, uncle." Although Xia Yi was a little disappointed, he still did not refuse. This is the forging experience of the holy craftsman. It is the treasure that many blacksmiths dream of.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Mu Xi shook Mu Chen's shoulder unhappily, her red lips pouting slightly, obviously unhappy.

She worked so hard to please Mu Chen not just to get Mu Chen to give Xia Yi two broken notebooks to kill Xia Yi.

"Xi'er, stop making trouble!" Mu Chen glared at Mu Xi, his slightly serious gaze immediately making Mu Xi purse her red lips harder.

But Mu Chen still acted as if he hadn't seen it and didn't say anything. Mu Xi could only turn her eyes to Yuan Bao'er, ran to Yuan Bao'er and hugged her arms and kept acting coquettishly, "Mom, why don't you tell me about Dad? There is one like him.”

Yuan Baoer patted Mu Xi's arm, turned his gaze to Xia Yi, and asked, "Where is my little brother from? What does your family do?"

"This junior is from Tiandou City. He has no parents and no home." When he said this, Xia Yi looked a little lonely. Although it was a lie, it had some true feelings.

"You..." Mu Xi looked at Xia Yi blankly. She had been with Xia Yi for so long, but she still didn't know that Xia Yi had such a "tragic" life experience.

She was born into a perfect family, but you can also imagine how difficult it was for Xia Yi to get to where he is today without his parents.

"No wonder you don't have any foundation in blacksmithing." There was a trace of mist in Mu Xi's eyes, and her look at Xia Yi couldn't help but soften.

"Since you are in Tiandou City, why did you come to a small city like Donghai City?" Yuan Baoer's mood seemed to be affected, and his eyes also softened.

"Several academies in Tiandou City think that my talent is too poor, so I can only come to East Sea City to study." Xia Yi said helplessly.

"Level 12 soul power." Yuan Baoer frowned. In a big city like Tiandou City, such a cultivation level is indeed difficult to be recognized.

"You don't have to be too discouraged. The training of an auxiliary soul master is more difficult than other soul masters. Besides, even if your cultivation talent is not enough, your talent in forging is enough to make you famous." Yuan Baoer said softly. comfort.

"Isn't the promotion of blacksmith level based on soul power?" Xia Yi was a little disappointed. He thought Yuan Baoer wanted Mu Chen to accept him as his disciple, but Yuan Baoer had no intention of doing so.

"Even a low-level blacksmith can guarantee a lifetime of prosperity and wealth." Mu Chen smiled gently.

"That's right!" Xia Yi laughed and said to Mu Chen, "Senior, if nothing happens, I will leave first."

Since Mu Chen had no intention of accepting him, there was no need for him to waste time here.

"Wait a minute, I have one more thing to ask my friend for help." Yuan Baoer saw Xia Yi was about to leave and quickly stopped him.

"What's the matter?" Xia Yi asked curiously.

Yuan Baoer smiled slightly and said: "That's it. Uncle Xi'er has been calling soul guides recently, saying that he misses Xi'er, but during this time, Xi'er's father and I are busy with the Tianhai Alliance competition. , I really don’t have time to take Xi’er to meet her senior uncle. Since you are from Tiandou City, I would like to ask you to accompany Xi’er to Tiandou City to meet her senior uncle. Oh, I forgot to tell you, Xi’er’s senior uncle is... It’s the divine craftsman Zhenhua.”

The corner of Mu Chen's mouth twitched slightly, and he finally understood why Yuan Baoer didn't persuade him.

It turned out that the plan was to introduce Xia Yi to Zhenhua.

"Yes, why didn't I think of that?" Mu Xi's eyes lit up. Mu Chen indeed had Tang Wulin as his close disciple.

But Zhenhua hasn’t yet.

With Xia Yi's talent in forging and Mu Xi's relationship, maybe Zhenhua would really accept Xia Yi.

"Then I'd rather be respectful than obey." Xia Yi nodded. He really didn't expect Mu Xi to be related to Zhenhua before.

"Let's go find our uncle now." Mu Xi pulled Xia Yi out with a bright smile. Zhenhua had no children and had always treated her as his daughter. She believed that as long as she spoke, Zhenhua would definitely agree. of.

Watching Xia Yi and Mu Xi leave, Mu Chen glanced at Yuan Bao'er and said solemnly: "I asked Senior Brother to check. This Xia Yi has a household registration in the Tiandou City Federation, but he suddenly disappeared a month ago. Appeared, but he has never appeared in Tiandou City, I am worried that he will hurt Xi'er."

"Why are you worrying so much? You gave the person to the senior brother. The senior brother will naturally consider these things." Yuan Baoer smiled slightly.

Zhenhua dotes on Mu Xi so much. If Xia Yi really has ulterior motives for Mu Xi, Zhenhua will naturally stop him.

Mu Chen shook his head helplessly. Although Yuan Baoer was his wife, he still felt sorry for Zhenhua.

The majestic craftsman was treated as a tool by Yuan Baoer.

But even if Zhenhua knew Yuan Baoer's thoughts, he would be helpless.

It can be said that he was pinched to death.