Chapter 3: The Mystical Scholars

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Liu Mingxuan kept his mouth shut and didn't talk about Nolan's fat man, Wen Yuan naturally didn't take the initiative to ask, the two of them chatted about the empire's wealthy family, and Liu Mingxuan had a lot of emotion.

"The Liu family has been based in the city of Demon for 2000 years, and they dare not say that they have seen all the changes, but there are more than 20 wealthy families in the previous generation, and now there are only 12 left, which shows how weak the power of the human race is. ā€

Wen Yuan's understanding of the current 12 wealthy families is mainly focused on a thousand years ago, and before he has seen the collection of books in the Imperial Library, he can only be secretive, talking about the overall situation and avoiding details.

Wen Yan smiled and said: "The book is civilized and courteous, and the sword is martial arts." Back then, the ancestor of the Liu family, Shuhai Gong, moved his family to avoid the western part of the mainland, and probably never thought that he would be able to be among the four great. This eight-character inheritance, never forgetting Xuanwu, but the result is that the Xuanwu Liu family has long declined, and the world is impermanent, nothing more than this. ā€

Liu Mingxuan's eyes lit up suddenly, his face turned slightly red, and he said excitedly: "I didn't expect the master to know the Liu family so well, could it be ...... There is also a historical record of my Liu family in the temple?"

Wen Yuan smiled and asked, "What? Do you think that the temple only studies the history of the gods?"

Liu Mingxuan was even more itchy, and a voice kept stirring in his head - one question, how can there be only one question!

There are two inheritances in the history of the Liu family, one is the exercises, and the other is the gods, and later the gods used the gods to make up for most of the exercises, but the gods disappeared, and after Ragnarok, even the news has been cut off!

The last time a Mystic scholar came to Demon Planet, he bluntly said that he was not proficient in the history of the human race, and as a result, he couldn't solve the problem.

That master specialized in plane science, magic, and alchemy knowledge, and was already quite a remarkable figure, but it was far less than Wen Yuan's light and clever words, which brought Liu Mingxuan a greater shock.

After all, he was old and had experienced the ups and downs of life, but Liu Mingxuan finally controlled his emotions and did not rush to ask.

Temple scholars have the rules of temple scholars, and they must read people's books, and they must solve their doubts and spread knowledge to others.

But I haven't read the book yet, and even if I answer the question first because of the situation, I won't do my best to answer it in detail.

Therefore, Liu Mingxuan pondered again and again, and still asked bluntly in a conscientious attitude: "What kind of knowledge is the master good at? What kind of artifacts do you need? The major giants of the Demon Landing must be ready to greet each other, so that everyone knows in their hearts." ā€

Wen Yuan pondered for a moment and replied cautiously: "I specialize in the knowledge of the previous generation, history, geography, medicine, alchemy, theology, planes, exercises, treasures, basically have certain attainments. On the contrary, there is a lack of contemporary knowledge. ā€

Every time Wen Yuan read a door, Liu Mingxuan's mouth opened a little wider, and in the end, he was dumbfounded!

He will not suspect that Wen Yuan is lying, no matter when the Mystic scholars take knowledge and the God of Knowledge as their highest faith, they will never say anything, but they can't answer the question, they are going to smash the signboard of the Temple of Light!

It is precisely because of this that it is shocking.

Wen Yuan looked at how old he was, and he started cultivating from his mother's womb, and it was impossible for him to be so knowledgeable!

Shaking his head, Liu Mingxuan asked directly: "What is so special about the master? Normally, at the age of the master, it is impossible to master so much knowledge of the previous generation, right?"

Wen Yuan nodded and responded clearly: "I have a special physique, and I have been baptized by the Holy Light since I was a child, and this knowledge is not so much hard to learn, but rather a divine gift." ā€

"I see!" Liu Mingxuan did not despise him when he heard this, but became more respectful, and bowed with his hands together.

"It is recorded in the classics that in the previous generation, there was a son of God who came into the world and was favored by the world, and he always thought that he was only talented in cultivation, and it turned out that only a person like a master could be called a son of God!"

Wen Yuan said modestly: "For followers, cultivation is never the most important thing, dedication to knowledge is. ā€

Liu Mingxuan said diligently: "The master has just arrived in the Demon Realm, can he have a place to live?"

Wen Yuan shook his head and stretched out his hand to the hall outside the window: "No." It's good there. ā€

How could Liu Mingxuan treat Wen Yuan so lightly? He immediately shook his head solemnly, and urged him to invite him vigorously: "There is also a dormitory in the backyard, so why don't you live here, so that you can read the books, and it is also convenient for me to ask for benefits from time to time." ā€

Seeing Wen Yuan groaning slightly, Liu Mingxuan said again: "It's quite quiet here, everything is available, and I am personally responsible for the guarding issue, and I will never let anyone disturb the master." ā€

Wen Yuan originally had this intention, and nodded in response: "Then it will trouble Mr. Liu." ā€

Liu Mingxuan smiled, his white beard curled and curled, and he said continuously: "It's not troublesome." How can it be troublesome?"

At this moment, a guard knocked on the door gently, and when Liu Mingxuan signaled, he walked in and whispered: "Someone from the Duoduo family is here." ā€

Liu Mingxuan frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Who is here?"

The guard replied: "The elder of the Dodogo family did not pay a salute, but only brought a salute. Breaking through Lord Nolan's aura on the spot, the elder went back, saying that he couldn't pay a full salute today, and that he would formally visit the master another day. ā€

"Oh?" Liu Mingxuan was startled, then shook his head and smiled: "They are vigilant...... Forget it, present the gift to the master. ā€

The guard turned and retreated, and after a while, a familiar short and fat figure, trembling with a box, slowly moved into the room.

As soon as he entered the room, the fat man threw himself on his knees, and his face was full of flesh, but now he was not arrogant, frightened, frightened, trembling, and tearful.

"Master! Master, please raise your noble hand! The villain has eyes and does not know Mount Tai, and the ghost is obsessed with his mind, and he makes a big mistake! Please ignore the villain's mistakes and surround the villain's life!"

Yan Yi twisted and twisted in the chair for a long time, and he listened to the conversation between the teacher and the old man drowsily, and when he saw Nolan turn from an arrogant nobleman to a dead dog, he was immediately interested.

"Hmph! You dare to insult my teacher, you deserve to die! You were so fierce just now, and now you pretend to be pitiful, it's too late!"

Let Yan Yi say a big truth, he can't say a word, but the young man's heart is to love and hate clearly, seeing the dead fat man crying with snot and tears, he only feels relieved and has no pity.

Nolan also came smart at the critical moment, and he didn't defend when he heard the words, he knelt honestly, held the wooden box high with both hands, and cried all the time with grievances.

Liu Mingxuan looked disgusted, waved his hand lightly, and a small hurricane swept away the wooden box, drew an arc in the air, and gently landed on the table next to Wen Yuan.

"Master, why don't you take a look at the sincerity of the Dodogo family first?"

Wen Yuan nodded, opened the lid of the box at will, raised his eyes, and said casually: "The secret record of the goddess of the night......?

Buckled the wooden box casually, Wen Yuan said to Nolan in a warm voice: "I have received my heart, please bring back the things." ā€

didn't say a word, but Nolan had already shaken into chaff, a layer of oil and sweat on his neck, and he kowtowed again and again, shaking off tears, snot and oily sweat.

"Master, master, after the villain went back, he immediately re-chose a gift, please let the villain go as a fart...... Woo!"

"What a system!"

Liu Mingxuan couldn't see it, and with a wave of his hand, a large hurricane swept the fat man's body, screaming all the way, and flew directly into the distance, as if directly passing the outer wall.

"Master, you smiled. ā€

Wen Yuan waved his hand and simply replied with two words: "It's okay." ā€

Liu Mingxuan saw that Wen Yuan's conversation was not high, and he seemed to have the intention of sending off guests, so he hurriedly asked: "Does the master have any requirements for the residence and the attendants?"

Seeing Wen Yuan shaking his head, he asked again: "So, if someone visits ......?"

"Please Mr. Liu block it for me, within a month, I will go into retreat. This newly recruited little apprentice on the road should also be trained and trained. ā€

Liu Mingxuan got up and saluted when he heard this, stopped talking for a while, and finally asked.

"Can the master give his name, and the believers need to inform the whole city ......?"

Wen Yuan raised his head, his eyes were faint and bright, and he said softly: "The Secret Scholar of the Light of Knowledge Temple, Wen Yuan." ā€

Liu Mingxuan was full of horror and retreated respectfully.