Murong Ningyue was confused when she heard this, and said, "Yes, I am Murong Ningyue. I don't know who you are, senior?"

The old man stared at Murong Ningyue for a while before he smiled and said with a pampering smile: "Hahaha! That old guy is really lucky, he has such an outstanding disciple as you!"

When Murong Ningyue heard the old man say this, she immediately seemed to understand something. The old thing in the old man's mouth seemed to be an old beggar, so this old man should also be an old god emperor.

Sure enough, the old man smiled at Murong Ningyue and said, "My name is Qingyou. When you go back and ask your master, you will naturally know who I am. This time you sign up, it should be the old guy who asked you to come here, right?"

Murong Ningyue nodded and said, "No, it was the master who ordered me to come."

"It's indeed a humble and good boy! Listen to the old guy, you Xiaoyao Sect, this time, are you very powerful and pointing at the throne of the No. 1 sect in the God-Heaven Realm. Is this true?"

When Murong Ningyue heard this, she couldn't help but scold the old beggar in her heart. This guy must be bragging everywhere outside. The matter of Xiaoyao Sect having a dragon is still a secret for the time being, how can he publicize it everywhere?

Fortunately, from the words of the old man named Qingyou in front of him, Murong Ningyue saw that the old beggar should not have told the specific situation.

Therefore, Murong Ningyue smiled at Qingyou and said, "Senior, only Master can say this kind of heroic and powerful words. As for the strength of the Xiaoyao Sect, you will naturally see it when the competition begins!"

Murong Ningyue's answer seemed respectful, but there was a hint of domineering aura in it. Qingyou immediately smiled and said, "Okay! Then I will wait and see!"

After saying goodbye to Qingyou, Murong Ningyue left the City of Gods and returned to the ruined temple, and the old beggar was already waiting there.

"Ningyue, have you seen that old guy Qingyou?"

As soon as he saw the old beggar Murong Ningyue, he asked with a smile. Murong Ningyue said angrily: "I saw it, it turns out that you asked me to sign up just to let me see that Qingyou?"

The old beggar said with a proud look on his face: "Not bad! I told those old guys how talented you are young and have a position, but that old guy Qingyou just doesn't believe it, so I asked you to go over and take a good look for him. He can't teach such an apprentice!"

Looking at the old beggar's smug look, Murong Ningyue couldn't help but splash cold water and said, "But Master, you have never taught me anything except the name of a master!"

After Murong Ningyue said this, the old beggar suddenly looked embarrassed and said, "Then we can't say that. The master can accept you as a disciple, which also shows that his vision is fierce. As for not teaching you something, it is because Ningyue, you are too powerful and can rely on yourself, so you don't need to be a master at all!"

Murong Ningyue didn't expect that the old beggar was so thick-skinned that he was too lazy to talk to him anymore. Just when Murong Ningyue was about to find an excuse to flash his head, a noise suddenly came from outside.

"Mom! Come out quickly!"

The noise was mixed with the baby's voice. Murong Ningyue hurriedly walked out when she heard this, and saw the dragons standing outside at this time, still screaming.

Murong Ningyue looked at the noisy appearance of these guys and couldn't hear clearly what they were calling. After a while, Murong Ningyue realized that these dragons were clamoring to invite them to Piaoxianglou for dinner.
Chapter completed!