Ji Han wanted to go into the prison and take a closer look, but when he thought of the tragic situation of those crazy famous teachers, he didn't dare.
Wait a minute, I don’t believe this guy is really a genius!
Ji Han's eyes widened, afraid of missing any detail. He even took out a photo stone to record the scene of Sun Mo going crazy.
Large staircase classroom.
Sun Mo was worried that he would say the wrong thing, so he kept silent and stalled for time.
He activated the Divine Insight Technique to observe the old man, but it was blocked by the system and could not be used.
boom!
The saint named Bai Dong punched the desk and glared at Sun Mo: "Shu Zi is rampant, I am a saint, where is your respect?"
"You said you are a saint, so you are!"
Sun Mo fired back.
"Hmph, I was once the Eastern Saint, one of the three dark saints of Dark Dawn, and a great master in the three fields of weapon refining, psychics, and medicine."
The old man snorted coldly, looking proud.
"sorry!"
Sun Mo handed over his hand.
"Aren't you shocked?"
The old man was surprised: "How great the three masters are. Let's not talk about it for now. As a dark saint, I can be the principal of the nine super prestigious schools in Kyushu."
"I am not yet 25 years old, but I am already a master of spiritual patterns, five masters of psychics, puppets, herbal medicine, botany, and archeology. In time, I can get at least three grand master titles."
Sun Mo smiled: "As for the dark saint, I have killed one before, so I don't find it strange."
boom!
Bai Dong smashed the lectern with one punch and glared at Sun Mo.
"No, I'm so good, but you don't want to accept me as your disciple?"
Sun Mo was a little nervous and seemed to be pretending to be a bad boy.
At this moment, facing Bai Dong's mental pressure, Sun Mo felt like he was going to die suddenly. He subconsciously activated the God of War's protection.
A few minutes later, Bai Dong's expression changed and he burst into laughter.
"Haha, that's right. I like a stubborn kid like you, a guy who worships saints and kneels down and licks people when he sees them. I'll kill every one I see!"
Bai Dong laughed, teleported, and appeared in front of Sun Mo.
"You passed the first test!"
The old man patted Sun Mo on the shoulder and was very pleased: "Although I am a Dark Master, I have never done anything harmful to nature. I just didn't like the stereotypes of the Nine Provinces Master Master circle, so I joined the Dark Dawn."
"Actually, I don't like it either."
Sun Mo smiled slightly and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"When I was middle-aged, I went on an adventure in the Dark Continent and accidentally found an incomplete skill. Instead of trying to complete it, I took its essence and created a magical wedding skill."
The old man introduced his resume.
"Niuboyi!"
Sun Mo praised it greatly.
This is not flattery, but genuine admiration.
Sun Mo has practiced many exercises, so he understands how difficult it is to create a unique exercise.
"I don't know its level, but I think it should be a holy-level masterpiece, because by cultivating it, you can forcibly plunder other people's skills and graft them onto yourself."
The old man was proud: "I have never meditated since I was in the Thousand Life Stage. I relied on this technique to plunder other people's skills to reach the higher level. Therefore, I gained the glory of the Dark Saint."
"I'm sorry, isn't this the Beiming Divine Art practiced by Duan Yu in the Eight Divisions of Tianlong?"
Sun Mo was shocked, this is a good thing.
"Of course, because of the magical power of wedding clothes, I became a street rat that everyone yelled at."
The old man curled his lips.
Sun Moxin said, I would also punish you because this kind of technique can give birth to parasites that get something for nothing. Who among the top bosses will not panic?
No one is afraid that one day, someone will suddenly take away the skills he has cultivated for hundreds of years.
"Hey, actually I know they want my skills."
The old man sneered, and then fell into recollection: "At first, I was lawless and arrogant, and crazily plundered other people's skills. Later, gradually, as I accepted the teacher's teachings, my mood improved, and I understood that I should not blindly ask for it.
I should pay too."
"Who is the respected master?"
Sun Mo was curious.
"Lord of the Dawn!"
When the old man said this title, he looked respectful, and then looked at Sun Mo: "Do you want to learn it? With your qualifications, you should be able to perfectly inherit the magic skill of wedding clothes."
"Want to learn!"
Sun Mo feels that honesty is his excellent quality and should be maintained.
"Okay, but you must swear that you cannot teach this technique to anyone, not even your students."
The old man requested: "Of course, if they want to learn, they can come to this prison."
Sun Mo frowned.
"What's wrong? You don't want to?"
the old man asked.
"Although the skills are good, they are too restrictive!"
Sun Mo looked directly at the old man: "I'm not afraid of restraint, but I don't like unreasonable restraint."
"Okay, I compromised, you can teach your direct disciples!"
The old man seemed reluctant to miss this good young man like Sun Mo.
Sun Mo shook his head.
"Why is this?"
The old man was surprised.
"I am the master of my knowledge, and I can teach whoever I want to teach!"
Sun Mo said bluntly.
"What's the point of this persistence? You wouldn't teach it to other people's students, would you?"
The old man sneered.
"Who said that?"
Sun Mo rolled his eyes: "If you ask me, one of the biggest shortcomings of all the famous teachers in Kyushu is that they cherish their own things. They regard their own things as extremely precious and do not pass them on easily."
"Actually, I understand that knowledge is power, and power means being able to obtain everything and conquer everything. But we are famous teachers, and we shouldn't be based on family background. I have always felt that when you meet the right student, don't care whether he is you or not.
As long as there is no problem with your character, you should give all your money to your disciples."
Sun Mo looked at the ceiling, as if his eyes were passing through it and into the deep space: "Our generation will definitely have no chance, but I think one day, students who have received my teachings can go to a wider sea of stars."
"The territory has limits, but our knowledge has no limits!"
Buzz!
Even though this was an illusion, Sun Mo's body still erupted with bright spots of light, which were golden words of wisdom.
The old man was stunned.
Sun Mo's words had a huge impact on it.
"Now that I know what this mystery is about, I ask Teacher Bai to let me go back!"
Sun Mo handed over his hand, but Bai Dong did not speak, but kept staring at him, which made him feel a little embarrassed.
Suddenly, Bai Dong burst out laughing.
"Haha, after hundreds of years, I finally have a satisfactory successor!"
Bai Dong smiled heartily and hugged Sun Mo hard: "Congratulations, you passed the second test!"
"Nima, is this guy testing me?"
Sun Mo was a little scared.
"Everyone must have a goal in order to live his life in vain, so I want to teach some students who have achieved something. Unfortunately, I am not very knowledgeable and have not studied extensively, so I want to exchange skills and knowledge with those top famous teachers.
, secret books and so on, but they rejected them."
Bai Dong sighed: "I think these people are too selfish, so I improved the Wedding Dress Magic so that it can extract other people's memories and rob them of their knowledge."
"..."
Sun Mo was shocked, you are such a genius, no wonder you can become one of the three dark saints.
"Later, I found that the efficiency of the disciples was too slow, so through the two auras of famous teachers, enlightenment and enlightenment, I suddenly realized a brand new aura, which can instill my knowledge into the minds of students!"
The old man smiled proudly: "I named it the wedding halo."
"Niuboyi!"
Sun Mo gave a thumbs up: "Those crazy people are probably the ones who failed the test, right?"
"good!"
Bai Dong explained: "The first level is not to kneel to the saints, because I don't want them to be superstitious about authority and worship the saints. Aren't the saints just reading a few more books?"
"..."
Sun Mo has a toothache. Is there something wrong with his brain?
"The second level is to test your ambition. All famous teachers who regard their knowledge as a family heirloom and have a sense of family status should not pass this level."
Bai Dong looked at Sun Mo and breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, my mission is finally over. At this last moment, can you tell me your name?"
"Sun Mo!"
Sun Mo bowed to Bai Dong. His selfless idea was worthy of his respect.
"Sun Mo? Sun Hei Quan?"
Bai Dong smiled: "The name is good, but it's a pity. You told me that there are stars, but I didn't get to see them. It's a pity, it's a pity!"
As the old man spoke, it suddenly turned into a white light and shot into the center of Sun Mo's eyebrows.
boom!
A large amount of information flow exploded directly in Sun Mo's mind.
This old man is actually a psychic beast created by Bai Dong using his soul and that of others. Because he has died long ago, he has no skills to inherit, only knowledge.
But this knowledge is enough to benefit Sun Mo for a lifetime.
Especially the three master-level knowledge and experiences of weapon refining, psychics, and medicine, as long as Sun Mo mastered them, it could save him at least three hundred years of time. There are also the Wedding Dress Magic and the Wedding Dress Aura, which are the most important.
priceless.
"Teacher Bai, thank you for your gift!"
Sun Mo prayed: "I hope you will be happy in the Paradise World!"
…
Outside the prison, everyone had been waiting for half an hour.
"How come this guy isn't dead yet?"
Ji Han was really shocked. This had already set a new record for the longest period of time. Even the warden stayed inside for a quarter of an hour at most before sensing the danger and retreating.
"Teacher Ji, what is going on here, has Sun Mo realized it?"
Lian Hongying asked.
"Not sure."
Ji Han shook his head and looked at Sun Mo who was in trance. Just as he was wondering whether to wake him up, the three lines of words on the wall suddenly radiated bright light, and then they shot into Sun Mo one by one like bullets.
between the eyebrows.
"Ganli Niang!"
Ji Han cursed loudly, rushed into the prison, and reached out to catch the light.
Puff puff!
The light pierced Ji Han's palm.
"damn it!"
Ji Han's expression changed drastically and he stared at Sun Mo.
what to do?
This guy got the White Saint’s inheritance!
Others were also amazed.
"Three major mysteries of Desperate Prison?"
Pang Tong curled his lips and glanced sideways at Ji Han: "That's it?"
Sun Mo took care of him in half an hour. Is it because you have never seen the world and mistook a little maggot for a giant dragon, or is Sun Mo simply too strong?