"Master, what else do you want?

The scarab urges.

This is a saint, if he wants to accept you as a disciple, what are you still reserved?

Hurry up and kowtow.

After this village, there is no such shop.

In Kyushu, where teachers are respected, and the style of learning is very strong, being able to worship a famous teacher is the thing that every student desires the most.

How many people are there in the world?

And how many Yasheng are there?

Therefore, being able to worship under a seven-star or eight-star famous teacher is the greatest luxury in everyone's life, as for the nine-star sub-saint?

You have to fall asleep to daydream.

Sun Mo took a deep breath and opened his mouth to refuse: "I'm sorry, I don't know about you. ”

"Master, your brain is broken? This is a saint, this thigh is so thick that you hugged it, and cursed a few words in front of His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, he didn't dare to do anything to you, why can't you think about it like this?"

The scarab beetle was in a hurry.

"It was my oversight!"

The corners of the Wanye Sage's mouth twitched: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Teng Wanye, I am good at botany, herbology, alchemy, etc., and at the same time proficient in Gu poison, puppetry, beast control art, and some miscellaneous studies. ”

"Master, the discipline that people are good at is also what you have studied, follow it for further study, and you can definitely go further!"

The scarab beetle is blowing again.

Teng Wanye's 'good at' and 'proficient' are called modesty, the former is definitely at the level of a great grandmaster, and the latter is a master no matter how bad it is.

As for the disciplines that are not mentioned, they are dabbled in, and they are just specialized, and in the eyes of the saints, they are not worth mentioning.

"Thank you for the kindness of the saint, please forgive me for refusing!"

Sun Mo bowed slightly this time.

Because Teng Wanye is one of the three saints of the Dark Dawn, his status is noble, and he is extremely elusive, and his information, even in the Holy Gate, does not know much, but now, people have told themselves.

This is indeed the sincerity of wanting to accept oneself as a personal inheritance.

It's a pity......

I don't like you as a person.

"That's a shame. ”

Teng Wanye looked at Sun Mo with a somewhat lost expression.

When ordinary people die, when they still remember the death of their children and grandchildren, they are truly dead, and there is no trace of their existence in this world.

Of course, ordinary people don't have any spiritual pursuits, and when they die, they die.

But the famous teachers are different.

Famous teachers hope that the world is full of peach and plum, especially those who are qualified to write books and speak, and they also hope to pass on their knowledge.

This is the case with the Manha Sage.

His knowledge is too profound, and he can't get it unless he is a genius student, so he cherishes Sun Mo.

This is like those kings and heroes in ancient times, after catching a peerless beauty, they are always not killed, but accepted in the harem.

For famous teachers, students with outstanding talents are their 'beauties'.

Conquering genius students and making them kneel respectfully in front of them and listen to their own earnest teachings can make famous teachers gain a sense of accomplishment more than killing them physically.

So Teng Wanye flicked his fingers.

Shout!

A green seed, the size of a fingernail, flashed and was imprinted on Sun Mo's eyebrows.

Click!

When the seed touched the skin, it immediately broke through the ground and sprouted, growing more than a dozen roots, wrapping Sun Mo's head, and then suddenly exerting force and strangling down.

"It's over, it's going to die. ”

The scarab beetle was desperate.

Why are there always some people, such as Sun Mo, who are not afraid of death?

Sun Mo's head, like a watermelon caught in a net, was contracted to a tight point and was about to burst, but when it snapped, those roots suddenly merged into the skull.

Except for some strangulation marks, I don't see anything wrong at all.

"It looks like a 'seed', but it's actually a kind of Gu worm, I plant it in your mind, it will release the knowledge it carries, you have to learn, if you understand, you can live, if you can't understand, you will be killed by the Gu worm, and your brain will explode. ”

Teng Wanye popular science.

This is the test he gave Sun Mo, if Sun Mo dies, it means that he is a mediocre talent, if he lives to the end, then it is worth taking action himself, overcoming all difficulties, and accepting him as a disciple.

"But I don't think I will survive to the end, right?"

Teng Wanye didn't have much hope, because over the past few hundred years, he had planted more than three hundred seeds, but there were only three survivors, you must know that those were the most amazing and brilliant people.

Each of them is one of the top three talented rookies on the list of famous teachers.

Sun Mo's brain was like a lot of water, and it was uncomfortable.

Teng Wanye glanced at Murong Mingyue, he didn't kill her, a great grandmaster, he was still a relatively niche puppet scholar, and it would be a pity to kill her.

"Live well, I hope you can take puppetry into new territory!"

Teng Wanye didn't step on the ground, floated to the unconscious Wan Yanmei, and after a general examination, he snapped and snapped his fingers.

One by one, the green seeds entered Wanyanmei's body, and then took root and sprouted, releasing a large amount of life essence.

After finishing Yan Mei's body, a green light lit up, and then the injury was quickly repaired.

After doing all this, a huge vine suddenly grew under Teng Wanye's feet, wrapped around his body, and then snapped, bursting into a sky of leaves, flowing with color, Teng Wanye disappeared.

"Woo woo, master, we survived. ”

The scarab beetle burst into tears, although the master had a Gu worm in his head, and he might die in the future, but it didn't matter, at least he was still alive now.

It is a day to be able to enjoy one day.

But the master is really amazingly talented, and even a saint admires it so much.

Sun Mo looked at the messy Dragon Heart Hall, looking at the broken corpses and flesh, and he was not half happy.

Who would have thought that this would be the end result?

"My dragon soul was lost before it was hot. ”

Sun Mo sighed.

"Sun Mo, keep quiet. ”

A voice suddenly resounded in Sun Mo's mind, making his eyebrows raise and he was excited, but immediately, he forcibly suppressed it.

"Haven't you been captured?"

Sun Mo was curious, because it was the dragon soul who spoke.

"I was captured, but we signed a contract with psychic language, and my soul can temporarily attach to your body. ”

Dragon Soul explained.

It has been imprisoned for so many years, and it has learned well, although it was very powerful and domineering just now, but the real divine soul has long shrunk in Sun Mo's body.

I didn't come out even if I was killed.

Unexpectedly, this caution allowed it to escape.

"I have to absorb some of your life essence again, otherwise I will die, you bear with it first. ”

The dragon soul spoke up, just to have breakfast, otherwise with its caution, it would have to wait for ten days and half a month, and the Wanye Saint would not appear again at all.

What if someone lurks in the shadows and finds out about themselves?

Fortunately, Sun Mo's nerves are still relatively tenacious, and he did not show flaws in his expression.

Sun Mo suddenly felt a little excited about his regain.

The dragon soul is here, which means that the Great Wilderness Fulong Sutra is there, this wave, no loss!

At this time, outside the main hall, hurried footsteps sounded.