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His back was very straight, slender and full of power. He wore a simple white t-shirt, and the jet-black ends of his hair looked especially black under the sunlight. The area in front of him was completely white, to the point that it was actually a piece of jade-white tofu.

His eyes stared fixedly at the snow-white tofu, raising his arm calmly and steadily. In the middle of the young man's fingers, there was a slender silver carving knife. This silver carving knife looked ordinary, but it had nine Dragon Mark revolving around it, and it was extremely exquisite.

He took in a deep breath and the carving knife in his hand began to circle around the snow-white tofu. When the silver light from the blade fell on it, the entire world seemed to turn into a vast expanse. If a master sculptor were to see this scene, he would definitely exclaim out loud. It was truly a miraculous feat.

Ten minutes. An hour. Three hours. The young man's feet seemed to be rooted to the ground, not moving at all. Only his slender hands were constantly spinning. The exquisite engravings on the tofu were vivid and lifelike. It was a perfect picture of a hundred birds facing the phoenix.

The young man looked at the work he was proud of and turned around. He wiped away the sweat on his face and asked with an evil smile as the demonic eyes on his fair and handsome face flashed: "I've finally completed it. How was my big work?"

The old man behind the youth glanced at him and snorted, "Just average!"

"Ai …" The artist is always alone, and no one will appreciate his beauty! " The young man pretended to be regretful as he exaggerated.

His left hand was holding a Bamboo Cane and his right hand was holding a compass. He was still not at all interested in this picture of the phoenix: "Unstable horse stance, uneven state of mind, strength, direction, speed are all not up to standard! "Haotian, it looks like you need to train more!"

Looking at the old man's wicked smile, the young man instantly felt his entire body go cold. Recalling the old man's devilish training, the young man hurriedly said, "That old man, I still have some matters to attend to, so I'll be leaving first!"

The young man's name was Jun Haotian, and in his own words, he was the Monarch of the world. However, every time Jun Haotian met the Old Man Yun, he felt very helpless.

The old man smiled and waved at Jun Haotian. His voice was straightforward as he changed the topic: "Brat, I have a quest on my hands, it's very challenging. Do you want to try it?"

"What mission?" Jun Haotian alertly said with ill intent, "It can be said to be a sky-high price mission, and will be complete for the rest of your life without any need to worry about food or clothing!" Old Man Yun was still smiling.

"How much is it?" Jun Haotian asked curiously.

Old Man Yun extended a palm, and the smile on his face became even more mysterious.

Jun Haotian exclaimed: "Five million?"

Old Man Yun rolled his eyes at Jun Haotian: "You brat, you're only so weak. Can a mission worth five million be called an astronomical price? It wasn't even enough to plug the teeth in! "Kid, you've been accepting more missions from me these past two years, if not, would you be able to drive a BMW?"

Jun Haotian laughed unbridledly: "No matter how much I earn, I'm still a laborer with a bitter life!"

"50 million!" Old Man Yun finally spat out an astonishing number, but stopped for a moment, as he said in an unrelenting manner, "US Dollars!"

"What does the other party need?" Jun Haotian was not scared by this astonishing number. Instead, he looked at Old Man Yun calmly and asked seriously.

"Cinnabar, Thousand-hand Guan Yin!"

"What?" Jun Haotian cried out in alarm: "They are requesting for the Cinnabar?"

"En!" Old Man Yun nodded his head, "Otherwise, why would the other party offer this price? Other people don't have Cinnabar, but you do! This mission is practically giving you free money. " With that, the Old Man Yun continued: "But you brat, your carving skills are too terrible. The Thousand Hand Guan Yin is a sculpture of the upper echelons, you better not ruin this old man's reputation! I suggest that you first go to Guanyin Sea to take a look before carving.

Jun Haotian nodded seriously, then smiled shamelessly again: "How is 37th?"

Old Man Yun nodded and laughed: "Five?"

"Four, six!" Jun Haotian gritted his teeth.

The old man shook his finger. "Five fifty!"

In the end, Jun Haotian helplessly said: "55, so be it!"

Jun Haotian helplessly spread his hands, his deep gaze once again landed on the tofu carved picture of the Hundred Birds of a Phoenix, in that moment, his head felt a wave of pain, as though it was about to explode. That slender figure instantly disappeared in front of Old Man Yun.

"Dammit, it's this damnable disease again! "It's a good thing that I got back to the car this time. If I were to be in a girls' bathhouse, I wouldn't even be able to explain it with my mouth open. What a great reputation …"

This strange illness had followed Jun Haotian for more than ten years. Jun Haotian's body was weak since childhood, and when he was six years old, he was diagnosed with no meridians, so he was unable to practice martial arts. Jun Tianzhan had also invited many famous doctors for this, but he had no other ideas. However, Jun Haotian had always had a strange habit, which was to disappear at any time, no matter when, no matter where, and for this reason, he didn't dare to even go to school. Afraid of being called a monster by others.

Also because of this strange illness, Jun Haotian's childhood was full of shadows. When he was a child, people would mock him as a monster. When he was a teenager, he was called trash. Jun Haotian wasn't ordinary after all these ten or so years, but he did feel far too much bitterness.

Old Man Yun smiled faintly as he looked at the BMW car that left in a cloud of dust. He could not help but feel happy in his heart. At this time, a figure slowly walked out from the backyard of the huts. An old man who was close to his forties, wearing a well-groomed suit and with an extremely respectful demeanor stood behind Old Man Yun: "Master Yun, thank you for taking care of Little Tian for the past two years or so!"

"Teleportation?" Jun Mo Xie, your family has produced another pervert! " Old Man Yun's voice was not loud, but it was very imposing.

"Teleportation?" Jun Tianzhan said in disbelief: "But Haotian doesn't even have any meridians, how can he be a pure Special Ability User?"

"Little Jun, who told you that Special Ability User had to have meridians? Who told you that Haotian didn't have meridians?" The Old Man Yun laughed out loud, but it stirred Jun Tianzhan up: "Master, you mean that Haotian is not incapable of practicing martial arts. Does he still have hope?"

The Old Man Yun didn't directly answer Jun Tianzhan's question, he only smirked: "Jun'er, are you sure this is your grandson? The No 1 Hedonist that was rumored to be useless in the capital? Why doesn't it feel like it? "

The old man chuckled, "A popinjay and a genius are only separated by a thin line!" After a moment of silence, the old man continued, "Master, did Little Tian encounter some fortuitous encounter in Guanyin Sea?"

Old Man Yun nodded his head and said, "There's no danger. This is a turning point in his life. Life always has to go through a few things to be able to determine the direction of their life. And he will have many choices in his life! "

"Master, please give him some pointers!"

Old Man Yun sighed, as if he had thought of something. "Fate is fixed, the choice is yours, no one can help others make the decision!"

As he said that, the Old Man Yun slowly turned around. His figure gradually merged with the black figure under the setting sun, disappearing into nothingness.