"Old white-bearded man? Why are you here?" Chen Xing couldn't help but scream, yes! The old man who came out of the gate of the mountain wall was the old man who had once guided Chen Xing's Space Ring. (I can't remember it, I went back to read the tutoring of "Chapter 7 of the Old Village Chief's Gift"), and I saw that the old man with white clothes and white robe was now, and there was a faint sense of immortality!

When the old white-bearded man heard Chen Xing’s question, he smiled bitterly, "This is my home! Where can I be if I am not here?"

"Oh, it turns out that your old nest is here!" As he said that, he took the lead and stepped into the depths of the cave. After walking two steps, he turned around and forgot about the white-bearded old man who was still stunned. He seemed to have thought of something, and quickly stopped and asked, "Are you not planning to invite me in and have a look?"

The white-bearded old man was stunned, smiled and shook his head, but he said with a smile, "Please come in! Please come in! But I am not well served by the old man."

Chen Xing also smiled slightly and continued to walk into the cave. Chen Xing was deeply surprised when he entered the cave. He was just a table, a chair and a bookshelves, and there was not even a bed. Chen Xing also frowned slightly and looked back at the white-bearded old man, "Is this your home? Isn't that poor?"

The white-bearded old man smiled slightly: "No! I think it's enough, that's good!"

Chen Xing leaned on the desk, picked up a brush and turned around in his hand, "Old man, you can't be Sun Wukong, are you?"

The white-bearded old man was stunned and asked, "Why do you say this?"

Chen Xing laughed and scolded: "You are still talking about me. The stone tablet is erected at the door of your cave, "Flowers and Fruit Mountains, Water Curtains and Caves of the Sky". This is the name of Sun Wukong's Water Curtain Cave in "Journey to the West". Don't tell me that you have nothing to do with him! And you are all living in the middle of the waterfall!"

The old man with white beard laughed, "Your question is amazing! If I say it's the same person, I'm the bragging king, and I'm a monkey. If I say it's not, I'll live in the monkey's nest. You guys are still so poisonous!!! Hahaha."

Chen Xing curled his lips, "You have seen through it, so boring!" As he said that, he got up and walked towards the bookshelf, and asked as he walked: "Have you ever deceived people since I was myself? Is there any third edition of the tabloid?" As he said that, he actually touched a book on the bookshelf.

"Be careful~~~" The old man with white beard had not yet organized Chen Xing's hand had touched the seal of the bookshelf. Chen Xing suddenly felt a force hindering his fingers. Chen Xing looked confused. Isn't this the old man with white beard? Why do books still have to be sealed? Are they afraid that his third edition of the tabloid will be stolen?

The white-bearded old man stepped to Chen Xing and said anxiously, "Use skill [Doom] and don't ask why!" After that, he actually used a whirlwind technique with his bare hands. The whirlwind technique that appeared in the hand of the whirlwind technique was completely different from Chen Xing's whirlwind technique! The more fuller whirlwind technique came to Chen Xing. Although Chen Xing's clothes made Chen Xing's clothes whirlwind sound, it did not cause any damage to Chen Xing. Chen Xing didn't care why the other party knew his special skill [Doom]. At this time, a severe pain was already heard on his hand.

Chen Xing didn't care about asking why he knew that he had this skill, so he could only rush to recite the skill [Dord] silently. A dark blue light emanated from Chen Xing's body. The skill beam that was supposed to fly to the position of his mouth actually flew to the seal on the bookshelf. Chen Xing's Shujian felt that the pressure was reduced, so he pulled back directly. It might be that he was too anxious, or it might be that the attraction of the seal was instantly weakened, and Chen Xing actually sat on the ground.

The white-bearded old man hurriedly came to help Chen Xing, but Chen Xing stared at the white-bearded old man. When he was helped up by the white-bearded old man, he suddenly took out a bronze iron sword from the package and pushed the white-bearded old man directly to the wall. The sword was unsheathed and placed it on the white-bearded old man's neck.

"How do you know that I have a skill called [Doom]? Why do you know that I can use this skill and get out? Tell me, who are you? Otherwise you will have no chance."

The white-bearded old man smiled slightly, "Did you forget? Can I see through you as a Mage of Doom. I once warned you, did you forget?"

But Chen Xing was unmoved, as if you didn't tell me the reason, so you should not live.

The white-bearded old man frowned, "You are not afraid that I will curse you, a rookie of the doom mage!"

Chen Xing's heart trembled after hearing this, because only he understood that the true meaning of this sentence was a disbelief from Chen Xing's heart to his face. The white-bearded old man smiled, "That's right! You guessed it right! I'm also a Mage of Doom!"

Although he had already guessed something in his heart, he couldn't help but tremble slightly when he heard the white-bearded old man admit it in person, but then he felt ecstatic! Because he was no longer the lonely doom mage, there was a ready-made doom mage instructor here, and he would be OK as long as he learns from him!

Chen Xing hurriedly knelt on one knee, "Master is here, please bow to my disciple!" As he said that, he kowtowed directly. The white-bearded old man was also stunned. His hand that wanted to support Chen Xing was standing in the air, and his face changed a few times. In the end, as if he had made a decision, a bitter smile appeared on his face.

"Okay, let's accept you as your apprentice! I hope this is the right choice!"

Chen Xing jumped up from the ground and turned around in a circle while holding the white-bearded old man. The white-bearded old man was dizzy in an instant. Then at this moment, Chen Xing leaned over to the white-bearded old man and stretched out his thick hands, "Master, I have made you a disciple. Don't you give me some gifts?"

The old man with white beard was already dizzy at this time. He heard what others gave him and what he asked him to give him. The old man with white beard had no idea and wanted to kneel down to repay the gift to Chen Xing. Chen Xing dared not do this. He held the old man with white beard and asked, "Master, do you have no treasures for me?"

The old man with white beard was slightly awake at this time. When he heard the apprentice who had just accepted it, he started to quarrel. He couldn't help but laugh and scold, saying, "Don't worry, you are the benefits. I am the only one who is a personal disciple, and can I still be stingy with you?"

Chen Xing nodded obediently. Now he even felt like he was a little like the little bear of the earth, and he instantly despised him. However, he immediately remembered that when he was in the novice village, the old village chief told him that he was the junior brother of the previous generation of Doom Mages and was very cared for by Doom Mages, so he told the white-bearded old man about the novice village.

The white-bearded old man laughed, but in the end the white-bearded old man sighed that time is getting older and the years have passed! In a blink of an eye, the fellow disciples who had studied art together in the school have become role models for these juniors, which makes him sigh that time passes so quickly.

Chen Xing was by his side, watching the old charlatan constantly sighing at the shortness of life and the preciousness of time, Chen Xing didn't say anything, but stood with his hands beside the old man with white beard. The meaning of respect is self-evident, but it seems that only Chen Xing himself can know Chen Xing's real inner activities.

After a long time, the old man with white beard finally complained that he was tired. Seeing Chen Xing standing aside with respect on his face, he couldn't help but feel confused, and asked, "Xingchen? Why are you standing there all the time?"

Chen Xing cursed in his heart, there was only one chair, you are sitting! Can I not stand?! But I couldn’t say that, and could only say awkwardly, "I’m listening to the teacher’s teachings!"

The old man with white beard laughed and gave Chen Xing a thunderous thunder, "If you want to please me, just say it, why are you so hypocritical? Although we are masters and apprentices, we can still date like before. You can also call me the old man with white beard, I think it's quite friendly."

Chen Xing opened his eyes wide. Since childhood, Chen Xing received an education that he received was "respecting teachers and respecting the way"! Although Chen Xing has always believed that this is a stumbling block that restricts Chinese children's imagination, it is indeed of cross-generational significance for the construction of academic style. Therefore, although he despises Chen Xing is still a good student who respects teachers and respects the way. He was stunned when he heard the words of the old man with white beard.

But Chen Xing is a very smart person and he immediately understood what the old man with beard meant, so Chen Xing also sat on the ground. Although he needed to look up at his master, at least everyone was "sitting together".

Seeing Chen Xing sitting directly on the ground, the old man with white beard also smiled, "Come on, let me tell you the origin of our doom mage." Seeing Chen Xing's appearance of listening attentively, the old man with white beard smiled slightly, "In ancient times, magicians and priests actually belonged to the same lineage, and this general name is 'spiritor'. Some of the spirits were inherited by the main god and gained the ability to peek into the future. These spirits were later called 'prophets', but their real name is 'Peecers of Destiny', and our doom mages are actually a branch of the destiny'."

The old man with white beard paused, and saw Chen Xing's serious look, nodded with satisfaction and continued: "But the ancient Peepers of Destiny were cursed by heaven because they could spy on the future and thought they could change their fate against the heavens. As a result, too many secrets of heaven were leaked, so one day, God took all Peepers of Destiny, and the only one left were two disciples who had just started."

"Two disciples who have just started are inherited by other spirits, but they don't know that these two have learned the art of spying on fate. However, because the spirits they learned are different, the number of spying on fate also differs. One line is our wizard system, and the skill is crow's mouth, striving to use their own magic power to directly change the future, but it often causes bad luck, so we are called the wizard mage! The other line is the sacrificial system, and they major in prophecy, hoping to understand the secrets of heaven, and then change their destiny through other methods. In general, they will end up with the same path, and each time they use it, they will pay a lot of money!"

Hearing this, Chen Xing's eyes lit up. After pondering for a moment, he asked, "Old man, can my crow's mouth also cause a destructive effect?" Chen Xing remembered the scene of killing a million skeleton army with the crow's mouth to pit him.

The white-bearded old man also smiled slightly, "Theoretical this is possible!" Mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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