"Senior Shenzhu, why is it that the owner of the Tianji Mountains is not satisfied with anyone but me?"
Mo Wentian was filled with doubts, and without any hesitation, he quickly asked the old man Shenzhu.
"Boy, you will know the reason sooner or later!"
"But now is not the time for you to know!"
When Mo Wentian's voice came, a complicated look flashed in the eyes of the old man Shenzhu.
Senior Shenzhu didn't say anything, and Mo Wentian didn't ask again. After spending such a long time with the elder Shenzhu, Mo Wentian still had some understanding of the character of the elder Shenzhu.
The old man Shenzhu didn't want to say it. No matter how he asked, the old man Shenzhu wouldn't tell.
Moreover, Mo Wentian had an intuition that one day, this old man with divine beads would solve his doubts and tell him everything.
"By the way, Senior Shenzhu, since this Nether Dragon Blade is the peerless artifact of the Nether Dragon Clan, it is also the only emperor-level artifact in the Tianji Mountains!"
"But why hasn't it come here to take it away while it's still in the Mysterious Temple?"
The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to remember something, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he asked in a deep voice.
"Boy, do you think anyone can enter this Mysterious Temple?"
Hearing this, the old man Shenzhu did not answer directly, but asked rhetorically.
"Senior Shenzhu, what do you mean by this?"
Listening to the words of the old man Shenzhu, Mo Wentian felt puzzled in his heart.
"Boy, the reason why you can be so relaxed and treated so politely is all because of Xiaojiao!"
"The Youlong Clan in this Xuan Temple, what they recognize is not just their cultivation, they recognize their dragon power!"
"The purer the dragon power in one's body, the higher one's status will be in this Nether Dragon Clan!"
The old man Shenzhu smiled calmly.
The little dragon did not hear what the old man said. If the little dragon heard this, he would probably jump up with excitement.
"The more pure the dragon's power, the higher its status?"
"The dragon power in the little dragon is indeed very pure. What is the identity of the little dragon?"
As he muttered to himself, Mo Wentian's eyes rose with an extremely cold light.
Xiaojiao's identity has always been a mystery in Mo Wentian's heart.
Sooner or later, he would uncover this mystery.
"Boy, don't underestimate the little dragon!"
"If the little dragon grows up, this entire ancient ruins will be nothing more than ants in his eyes!"
Suddenly, as if he thought of something, the old man Shenzhu's eyes flashed with light, and he said with a slight grin.
"When we grow up, the entire ancient ruins are just ants?"
Hearing this, a bright look flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
Mo Wentian knew that Xiao Jiao's identity was not simple, but Mo Wentian did not expect that Xiao Jiao could be so terrifying.
As he grew up, the entire ancient ruins were actually filled with ants, which was beyond Mo Wentian's expectations.
"Boy, I have already told you what I should tell you!"
"Remember me, only by capturing the Nether Dragon Blade can you capture the Dragon Sky Map!"
The words of the old man Shenzhu sounded again.
"Buzzing..."
After saying that, in Wentian Pavilion, the phantom of the old man with divine beads disappeared in an instant.
At the same time, the divine bead trembled a few times, the light dissipated, and became extremely dull, no different from an ordinary bead.
"Senior Divine Pearl, he stopped talking in the middle of the sentence. He wanted me to capture this Ghost Dragon Blade, but he hasn't told me how to capture it yet!"
Seeing the figure of the old man with the divine pearl disappear, Mo Wentian shook his head helplessly.
"Mr. Lu, the Ice Dragons have all entered the Wentian Pavilion. Don't come out without this emperor's order!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to have thought of something, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he looked at Binglong and Lu Jun, and said coldly.
"Yes, Emperor!"
"Yes, Emperor!"
Hearing this, Lu Jun and Binglong quickly agreed without any hesitation.
Immediately, Mo Wentian's mind moved, and the figures of Lu Jun and Binglong disappeared from the place in an instant.
When they appeared again, their figures had appeared in Wentian Pavilion.
"Xiaojiao, Huantian, Xiaohei, follow me out to find out the news!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao and others and said coldly.
"Okay, boss!"
"Okay, boss!"
"Yes, Emperor!"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao and others said quickly.
They looked at Mo Wentian and their expressions instantly became serious.
"etc!"
And just when Xiaojiao and others opened the door to go out, Mo Wentian seemed to remember something, his eyes flashed, and he said coldly.
"Boss, what else can I do?"
After being stunned for a while, he came back to his senses, looked at Mo Wentian, and said subconsciously.
"Little Jiao, your cultivation is too poor!"
"And little Black Snake, your aura is so obvious that you need to hide it!"
"Hide the truth!"
With that said, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, and directly used the method of concealing the truth.
Following the use of Hiding Heaven and Crossing the Sea, waves of mysterious power instantly enveloped the bodies of the little dragon and the little black snake.
After a few breaths, the cultivation levels of the little dragon and the little black snake were completely covered up.
"Okay, now even the emperor at his peak, and even the emperor's perfect master, can't see the aura on your body!"
Mo Wentian looked at the little dragon and the little black snake, feeling the cultivation on their bodies, and nodded with satisfaction.
Although Mo Wentian used Hide the Sky and Cross the Sea, it was only his cultivation that was hidden. As for the pure dragon power emanating from the little dragon, it was not covered up at all.
"Emperor, what are you doing?"
"I feel like my cultivation has been completely covered up!"
After examining himself, the little black snake had a look of astonishment in his eyes.
"Hide the truth!"
"Okay, it's getting late, it's time for us to go find out the news!"
An indifferent voice sounded, and a gleam of light flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes.
The next moment, Mo Wentian took a step forward and walked directly towards the door.
Seeing this, Xiaojiao, Huantian and others quickly followed.
In a moment, Mo Wentian and others had arrived at the second floor of Youlong Inn.
The second floor of Youlong Inn is the dining floor.
When Mo Wentian and others arrived, the hall on the second floor was already full of people.
"Sir, this is not the place for you to eat!"
"Please come this way, there are fine seats here, specially prepared for you, sir!"
Just as Mo Wentian and others were looking at the crowded hall, the figure of a middle-aged man had appeared in front of Mo Wentian at some point.
However, his eyes fell on Xiaojiao.
Looking at Xiaojiao, the middle-aged man looked flattering.