At least 70% of the young male guests in the hall came towards Zhao Qingxuan. At this time, the protagonist had left, and the fierce discussion also sounded instantly.

"This hidden filming event led by the Zhao family has another purpose, which is to choose a son-in-law for the Zhao family. Today's appearance of Zhao Qingxuan and tomorrow's small banquet are full of signals."

"Everyone knows that Zhao Qingxuan is a peerless genius who has seen the Zhao family for a hundred years. She has reached the peak of her palm technique in the past ten years. I heard that she is expected to become the only master of the Zhao family who has cultivated and returned to the emptiness at this age for thousands of years..."

"What no one knows is that Zhao Qingxuan is an unparalleled talented woman, with all her skills, and her qin and cooking skills are even better. It is said that just before the New Year, Situ Donglai, who ranked 19th on the white list, did not hesitate to exchange a bottle of Xiaohuandan in order to eat Zhao Qingxuan's private dishes."

"To be honest, I don't expect to be able to get into Fairy Qingxuan's eyes, but for a small feast where the fairy cooks in her own hands, I have to try anything."

"Who said no? After all, I, Wang Shaoling, is also at the peak of my dark energy. Isn't it just leaving a mark on the stone? What's the difficulty?"

"Don't show off your ugliness, your buddy is still unconfident."

"This time, who came for Fairy Qingxuan, isn't a good man? Let's talk less nonsense, go up and try it."

"Just give it a try."

After a moment of discussion, someone took the stage and came to the black stone as big as a millstone.

Not far away, Chu Muchen looked at the black stone with a hint of enthusiasm in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, on earth, you can still see the "Mo God Stone" that can be called rare even in the astral realm.

The size and quality of this ink god stone are too poor, but the spiritual energy contained in it is definitely above the five hundred-year-old wild ginseng that I absorbed before.

The Mo Shen Stone is a precious material used to refine magic weapons. Because the Mo Shen Stone refined has a small-scale amplification effect that both physical strength and magic power can be used, it is deeply loved by the astral weapon refining masters.

Chu Muchen has been in the star world for more than 800 years and is named "The Supreme of Wanbao". He is the second in refining weapons. No one dares to be the first, so he is naturally very familiar with this commonly used refining materials.

However, in the star realm, Chu Muchen consumed dozens of tons of ink stones when refining weapons.

The Mo Shen Stone in front of me is only the size of a millstone. Even if it is not wasted at all, the refined Mo Shen Crystal is probably less than one-fifth of the magic weapon.

Zhou Luoshui, who was beside him, had sharp eyes, as if he had noticed something. The little girl couldn't help but tightly hold Chu Muchen's arm and hummed, "Brother Chu, you shouldn't want to go forward and try it too."

Chu Muchen didn't feel the sudden jealousy of the little girl, and said based on her original intention: "Yes, but not now, I will go there again."

When Zhou Luoshui heard that Chu Muchen was really going to try, she became even more angry, but then she found that she was angry for no reason. It seemed that she and Chu Muchen had only known each other for less than a few hours, and even before that, she was a little hostile.

After calming down, the little girl whined indirectly: "Why try again in the end?"

"I'm afraid I'll break the stone." Chu Muchen said frankly.

He had already planned to absorb all the spiritual energy contained in this ink god stone. In this way, even he might not be sure whether it would be completely damaged.

So, trying again at the end is a good way to avoid trouble.

At this moment, a bald man with a dark-skinned body was standing in front of the Mo Shen Stone.

The burly and burly bald man was full of muscles. Even in a suit, he could not hide his amazing inverted triangular body.

"Let me, Dong Bihu, make a move, hope you won't smash the stone to pieces and let everyone who didn't have time to try it out, haha."

The crowd around him suddenly exclaimed when he knew his origin. It was obvious that Dong Bihu was also a person who made the statement outside.

"The people from the Dong family in Lingxi actually came to the hidden shooting!"

"This person is actually Dong Bihu, a rare high-level person among the younger generation of martial arts cultivation. He has already cultivated his strength at a young age, and has also cultivated his body and body. Even if he hits a master of the elixir, he can compete for his strengths."

In the expectant eyes of everyone, Dong Bihu lifted his fist and smashed it, like a giant hammer, slamming it firmly on the stone surface.

"Bang"

After the loud noise, the audience was stunned, and Dong Bihu was even more embarrassed and his head was slightly red.

Should I be so unpretentious? MMP, I will never lose more than a thousand pounds of this punch. What a god stone, it is so hard that it is so hard that it is not broken, and not even a boxing mark is left?!

Without believing in evil, Dong Bihu took a step back and his internal force exploded and filled his right fist with all his strength. He took advantage of the momentum to launch a full blow.

He was confident that even an African elephant would have to be killed in court.

However, after one punch, the black stone in front of him still did not show any strangeness. Not to mention a trace, it was difficult to find even a trace.

After Dong Bihu, who was covered in dust, walked off the stage, he did not see anyone else on stage to try it out.

After all, he is also a well-known figure in the younger generation of cultivators. Many martial arts practitioners who were willing to try it out saw that even Dong Bihu had failed. They claimed that they were not his opponent and were naturally afraid.

Until more than ten seconds later, a slender and cold-faced man walked on the stage.

Without Dong Bihu's momentum of being a tiger and tiger, the cold man reached out and pressed gently on the black stone. After a moment, he left his hand. The ink-colored stone surface as smooth as a mirror, a palm pattern was vaguely left, and three tiny pieces of stone surface were buried.

After the seal on the stone was successfully completed, someone came forward to hand over an exquisite famous post. He asked the cold man's name and filled it in and handed it in his hands.

The power of role models is infinite. Previously, Dong Bihu's failure scared away many people, but after seeing this cold and unrecognizable man succeed, more than ten people came forward to try it out, but without exception, failed.

It was not until a thin man with a bearded and looked almost 40 years old that he rekindled the emotions of the onlookers, even though he had not tried it.

"Isn't this Han Ye from the Han family in Jinling?"

"Han Ye? Is there any mistake? He has a wife!"

"It's him, that's right."

"What's this? The Zhao family's son-in-law's process. What's the point of joining the fun of him? It's not appropriate."

Perhaps after hearing the criticism below, Han Ye was unhappy, grinned and showed a big white teeth, and said with a rebellious smile: "Everyone knows me, Han Ye, or not, I have decided to eat this small banquet. Whoever stipulates that if you have a wife, you can't eat the dishes made by Fairy Qingxuan. If you have the ability, don't whisper down, leave a seal on it!"

After saying that, Han Ye pulled his fist and the punch burst out, the people who were surrounded were so close that they were retreating.

The black stone also left a half-deep mark on the surface of his punch.

Within half an hour, three more people left stone surfaces one after another, but the deepest was only seven millimeters.

It was not until a man with single eyelids with long hair and shoulders on the stage that he broke the record.

And the most amazing thing is that this person did not leave a mark on the stone surface by relying on the ability of martial arts cultivators, but flicked his fingers, pinched the seal, and pointed out a very fast green light from the air, hitting the surface of the black stone.

This is clearly a means that only Dharma practice can be achieved.

The green light collapsed, leaving a mark of three points into the stone on the surface of the black stone, far beyond the previous one.
Chapter completed!