Nyima...... Teacher Red stared at the name and shook his head slightly.

He is very aware of the inheritance of Tianlun Temple, and he probably knows the origin of the young man's emptiness.

In the south of the Red Gobi, there is a Daguo Snow Mountain. Nyima is certainly not Wukong's real name.

The White Tower Mage is not simple.

Each of the White Pagoda Masters of Tianlun Temple has the ability to subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger.

When the Grand Master of the Sky Snow was there, he had no time to live in the White Pagoda and attend evening classes in the White Pagoda every night.

The archmage rainbow nirvana, no space to become the reincarnation of Tianlun Temple's spirit boy little mage, although the status has become noble, but lost the qualification to enter the White Pagoda.

He must make a breakthrough and enter the mage level before he is eighteen years old before he can re-ascend the White Pagoda and sit as the mage of the White Tower.

Wukong is still two months away from being thirteen years old, and his current residence is Tianlun Academy.

It was dark, and the background of Oxhorn Mountain changed to a sea of stars.

In the apse of the backyard of Tianlun Academy, Red pressed the circular instrument and played a violin song for the empty space.

There are no empty ears with flowers, and a look of ignorance, indicating that he has no feeling for this classic song from Xizhou.

Flowers, which relieved his tinnitus.

Unfortunately, each flower only lasts less than half an hour; In the Red Gobi Desert, the time of the year is only four months.

"It's called 'The Devil's Trill', and it is said that the composer made a contract with the devil in a dream to get the inspiration for it. Music is the song of the heart. Some people say that "The Devil's Trill" is a communication between people and their own hearts, while others believe that it is a dialogue between people and the devil. Whether you like this melody or not, I hope you will remember the story. ”

Wukong nodded very much, and listened to "The Devil's Trill" again very seriously.

Still insensitive.

Red took out a pair of black-rimmed glasses: "No space, bring it." ”

Wukong has good eyes, can see the Mani stone on Niujiao Mountain, and has never brought glasses.

But Red was a teacher, and the glasses, which he had used before, were amazing.

I put on black-rimmed glasses, and everything in front of me became blurry.

"Find a little light, golden light...... "Teacher Red's voice seemed to come from far, far away.

Wukong saw a little light, a golden light.

"Approach it and think of it as the Archmage of the Sky Snow......"

The golden light gradually became larger, and there was no space to see a golden balance, and under the scale, there was a silver hourglass.

"Imagine that the Archmage of the Sky Snow is sitting at the left end of the scale, and you, sitting at the right end of the scale......"

According to Teacher Red's description, Wukong saw Archmage Kongxue, and he sat opposite the master.

"1.57, that's good." Teacher Rhett whispered.

The purple gold bronze bell on the seventh floor of the White Tower rang eight times, and it was time for the evening class.

Two white-clothed monks bowed down into the apse of the temple, holding horns, copper drums and painting boards respectively.

Red put away the player and black-rimmed glasses and quietly left.

Although Wukong left the White Tower, he did not stop every evening class.

Tianlun Temple has nine skills, known as the nine arts of Tianlun.

The nine white-clothed monks in the White Hall each master one of the nine arts of Tianlun.

Every monk needs to learn at least two.

The most popular are martial arts, which can strengthen the body, and Chinese medicine, which can serve the believers.

Every mage in Tianlun Temple is a well-known martial arts master.

The fishless mage is said to have the ability to subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger.

The Grand Master of Sky Snow is a well-known martial arts master.

The main purpose of the young masters of Tianlun Academy is to learn martial arts and Chinese medicine in the nine arts of Tianlun.

There is no time to study martial arts, nor to study medicine.

His mother, in the third month of his birth, made a choice: the most peaceful drum music and altar paintings in the nine arts.

Wukong studied very seriously, and Archmage Kongxue and Wuyu also respected the choice of the female pilgrim, and had no intention of forcing Wukong to practice martial arts.

The sound of long drum music sounded, like the song of the years, the dance of time, and the inherent rhythm that has not changed for thousands of years echoed under the Niujiao Mountain.

Wukong held the horn, danced while blowing, and stepped on the masonry ground with both feet, with the sound of "dong dong".

The drumming of the white-clothed monk became more and more urgent, and the dance steps of Wukong became faster and faster, and the whole temple seemed to shake with it.

On the first floor of the White Tower, in a quiet room next to the Great Scripture Hall.

Master Zhenmiao, the janitor of the White Tower, is doing acupuncture and medicinal fumigation treatment for Shingo's broken leg.

"You recruited that drone?" Zhen Miao twisted the silver needle and asked kindly.

"We brought it in." The little fat man Zhengo lost weight twice, his round face turned into a square face, his eyes were no longer fluttering, and he had a bit of perseverance.

"You ......" looked at him.

"It's a game...... "Shingo explained;" During the Chinese New Year, Abba...... Endless Lama took me to the Putian Temple in Huhai, and saw a lot of adults playing that game, and there was a game store outside the Putian Temple, so I went to get a set. ”

Shingo's father, Hentai, was sent to the Secret Cave, and if it weren't for Shinmy's intercession, he would have been spared the same fate.

He became well-behaved and obedient, especially in front of the True Mage.

"Collar, not buying?" Zhenmiao asked.

"Yes, no money, just ID card." Shingo Dao; "After I came back, I also received a set for the little living Buddhas."

"What kind of game is that?"

"Jerk off." Shingo was a little excited; "The console is an operator, and with sunglasses, you can see an airplane...... Learn to let it fly first, and then you can fly it everywhere with you, anywhere...... After upgrading, you can also use it to fight other aircraft. ”

"Upgrade?"

"The highest level is level nine, and I was promoted to level nine last month. And the drone flew in. It says it's my exclusive drone. "Shingo.

"The plane said to you?" Wonderful's eyes narrowed.

"Exactly. Drones can talk...... I was taken aback. It also says that each level 9 player has an exclusive drone. I can also command it to participate in air battles and fight with other planes. Shingo said proudly; If you win, you can get a reward, at least 10,000 yuan. ”

"And then?"

"I went once, and as soon as I entered the battlefield, I was beaten down." Shingo shook his fist; "I'm going to form a team, I'm going to form a team of planes. The planes on the battlefield are all team players, and going alone is a dish. ”

"So, you're leveling up the little mages?" It's so wonderful, no wonder Endless supports his son to play games, and he also brings the little mages to play together.

"Yes, in another month, we will have five ninth-level players, and we can team up to fight on the battlefield and earn money."

"What's going on this time? Why did your plane suddenly attack without air? Zhenmiao put away her smile and asked.

"That's ...... Was that an accident? Shingo bowed his head.

"Senior Brother Zhengo, raise your head and look at me." Really whispered; "The Endless Mage was sent by him to the Secret Cultivation Cave, and he couldn't get out within a year. It took me so easy to save you. ”

"Senior brother, I know." Shingo looked up and said; "Thank you, brother, I said ......"

He looked at his broken leg, gritted his teeth, and said; "I can't go to the battlefield, so I recruit it every day to play, talk to it, and practice proficiency. I discovered a secret that there was a vulnerability in its operating system. ”

"That's ...... What kind of vulnerability? "What a wonderful expression, it became serious.

He picked up a rack of rimless glasses and placed them on the bridge of his nose.

"Outside of the battlefield, each drone has a restriction that it can only fly between 50 and 100 meters above the ground. I've found that when directing it to fly in circles over the White Tower, I sometimes break through this limit. Starting from the ninth lap, it can be lowered by half a meter for each circle. At most, it can be lowered to 30 meters. Shingo wiped the sweat from his face and said;

"That day, I lowered the plane to a minimum to see if I could direct it to hit the White Tower. Grandpa Kuyuki came out......"

"Wait...... "That's a flaw;" Why hit the White Tower? ”

"This is another limitation of it, it cannot fly at a distance of twenty meters from a fixed building. And also...... And ......" Shingo Nuo Nuo said for a while; "Grandpa Kongxue is eccentric, only let him enter the White Tower, and I am not allowed to come in to play."

"Aren't you coming in now?" Zhen Miao smiled slightly; "Go on."

"Grandpa Sorayaki injured the plane, and the plane is going to fly back to base. I, I want to leave it behind. Unexpectedly, it really flew back. ”

Zhenmiao looked at him in amazement; "Tell me, how did you do that?"

"I don't know......," Shingo replied, " I let the plane go around in circles above the White Tower...... The White Tower is thirty meters high, and the aircraft is twenty meters higher than the spire...... But when I look at it from the academy, somewhere, it sometimes gets lower. I tried to find that place, and if I found the right one, I was able to pull it down. Pull lower and lower. When it's about as low as the spire, I can take full control of it, rolling and somersaulting. ”

"Senior Brother Shingo, you are a genius, a genius in games." It's wonderful; "What a loophole."

"I don't want to be a genius, I want to be a White Tower mage." Shingo lowered his head in embarrassment.

He didn't dare to say this.