Sun Mo opened his eyes, his eyes were shining with light, and there was a powerful and clean aura about him.
It was the aftertaste of the saint's inheritance. Because it was so majestic, Ji Han and his party did not dare to speak for a while, for fear of offending him.
boom!
As the three lines of writing turned into light spots and disappeared, the thick stone wall also roared, completely shattered into powder, and scattered in the air.
"It's gone! The inheritance of the saint is gone!"
Ji Han stared blankly at the wall, suddenly raised his right hand, and slapped his right face hard.
Snapped!
Ji Han really regretted it.
Why should I show off to Sun Mo? This is just like sending his daughter to someone else to waste.
"Haha, Teacher Ji, my condolences!"
Pang Tong teased.
The other candidates also smiled. This is called stealing the chicken but losing the rice. Ji Han wanted to use this mystery to trick the candidates, but Sun Mo turned him around.
"Teacher Sun is so amazing!"
The old farmer praised him, his tone was respectful, and he even used his honorific title.
Sun Mo glanced at the corpse on the ground, sighed, and then left the prison: "Everyone, I want to go back to retreat, so I need to take a step forward."
"etc!"
Ji Han subconsciously called someone.
Sun Mo stopped and looked at Ji Han with a smile.
Ji Han was so full of questions that he was too embarrassed to ask them. After all, he had provoked the general first and he did have the intention of tricking Sun Mo.
Fortunately, some people can't keep calm.
"Teacher Sun, what's going on with this mystery?"
Pang Tong was embarrassed to ask Sun Mo directly what inheritance he had received, and he beat around the bush, but Lian Hongying was very direct: "Master Sun, what did you get?"
Everyone looked at Sun Mo eagerly, like wild dogs waiting for food.
"nothing!"
Sun Mo shrugged his shoulders.
Hearing this, everyone felt a little better. After all, it was like everyone seeing a wallet on the ground at the same time, and someone picked it up first. If there were tens of thousands of dollars in it, they would be furious, but there were only a few cents in it.
never mind.
But the next moment, they listened to the second half of Sun Mo's words.
"That is, the inheritance of knowledge and experience in the three major fields of weapon refining, psychics, and medicine!"
Sun Mo smiled and looked at Ji Han: "By the way, Grandmaster level!"
Sun Mo did not dare to say that he had inherited the magic skill of wedding clothes. After all, this thing was too evil and could easily be shouted at and killed. As for the aura of wedding clothes, he was already familiar with it, but if he wanted to display it, he still needed to continue to hone the magic skill of wedding clothes and work hard.
Comprehension.
"..."
Everyone looked at Sun Mo's leaving figure, feeling as if they had been fed lemonade and were about to die of soreness.
"What should I do? I really want to beat him to death!"
Lian Hongying bit her lip.
"Let's go, I'll hand you the knife!"
A famous teacher talked to me.
Of course, everyone is saying that, let alone whether he can survive the fight, based on his current reputation, if someone kills him, he will be wanted by the Tang Dynasty and the Holy Sect all over the world!
Want to be a dark master?
No way!
Dean Bai of Longling Manor is Sun Mo's best friend. He is a giant in the world of dark masters.
Sun Mo returned to the residence assigned to him by Ji Han, checked around casually, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, he immediately started to meditate.
Although the saint's inheritance has been obtained, it is like swallowing a piece of cake like a spoonful. If you want to convert it into your own nutrition, you still have to 'digest' it carefully.
The Wedding Clothes Divine Skill requires diligent practice, but it is obviously not suitable here, and Sun Mo has already mastered several holy-level skills, so there is no rush.
Sun Mo knew little about medicine, so his priority was lower, followed by psychics and weapon refining.
Sun Mo is now a psychic master. If you learn this first, you will definitely get twice the result with half the effort. But to be honest, the impact of this subject on the development of the world is too weak.
In the end, Sun Mo chose the art of weapon refining.
In modern times, this subject is similar to industrial technology and can promote scientific and technological progress.
Sun Mo didn't have time to draw spirit patterns one by one, so he had long thought about setting up an industrial production line for spirit patterns. If various spirit patterns could be mass-produced, the world would change.
…
Ji Han hurriedly rushed to the office.
boom!
He didn't knock on the door, but just knocked it open: "Teacher, something serious has happened!"
"You are over a hundred years old, why are you still so impatient?"
In the room, an old man did not raise his head, but continued to work on his desk. No one moved the teapot next to him, but it floated up on its own, made a cup of tea, and then the teacup floated towards Ji Han.
Snapped!
Ji Han caught the tea cup, but had no intention of drinking it: "Teacher, the three lines of characters in Bai Dong's cell have been deciphered."
"Um?"
The old man paused with his right hand and raised his head in shock: "Did a certain candidate do it?"
As the warden, the old man has worked here for more than three hundred years. The situation in the entire prison is as familiar to him as facing his own fingers. So this accident must be caused by outsiders. Recently, a group of candidates have arrived.
.
"It's Sun Mo!"
Ji Han's tone revealed a strong sense of displeasure.
"Xiaohan, you are upset!"
The old man admonished: "So what if he inherits the legacy of Saint Bai? Don't be so attached to family background. As long as he is a good master, we should congratulate him."
"Students are taught."
Ji Han lowered his head and said softly, but he couldn't feel relieved in his heart.
When he was assigned to be stationed in this hellish place, he already disliked the Holy Sect and began to hate those famous teachers.
If I were in Kyushu, I would be more famous than them.
"How's the experiment going?"
The old man changed the topic.
"Still in the bottleneck."
Speaking of the experiment, Ji Han sighed: "This experiment is too difficult, teacher, why don't we give up?"
"Eating is not difficult, walking is not difficult, but what's the point of these things?"
The old man put down his pen and looked directly at Ji Han: "Ji Han, go to seclusion for three months. Your mentality has become more and more impetuous recently!"
Ji Han was not convinced, but he did not dare to disobey the old man, so he could only hold it in.
"Students know."
After Ji Han finished speaking, he turned to Sun Mo: "What should I do with Saint Bai's inheritance? What should I do with Sun Mo?"
"What do you want?"
The old man asked back.
"..."
Ji Han wanted to force him to hand over his inheritance. Although the master-level knowledge was precious, he actually didn't care. What he wanted was the magical power of wedding clothes.
But he had no shame to say such shameless words.
"Ji Han, although Saint Bai's inheritance is placed in the prison, it is not our property. Don't think that Master Sun has stolen our things."
The old man reassured: "I got it through my strength."
The old man has also studied that mystery, so he knows how difficult it is.
"But it should contain the magical power of wedding clothes..."
Before Ji Han could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the old man.
"so what?"
The old man's expression became grim: "Go out, the retreat time has been extended, when will you figure it out and when will you come out again."
"I……"
Ji Han was unhappy.
"go out!"
The old man scolded.
Ji Han bowed, saluted and left the office.
"Sun Mo?"
The old man muttered: "I hope Teacher Bai's knowledge will not be hidden!"
The old man was still young when he came to the Extremis Prison. He had seen the imprisoned Saint Bai and was taught many things by him.
Among them was the magical power of wedding clothes, but the old man never told anyone about this.
Wherever there are people, there will be conflicts of interest.
The old man's surname was Hu and his name was Xingjiang. He was a peerless genius when he was young. He had already achieved great fame at a young age, but his personal teacher had a relatively average background.
Corporal Yasheng Lixian wanted to poach Hu Xingjiang and was even willing to betroth his daughter to him. However, he refused, claiming that he would not marry anyone other than the top three beauties on the Alluring List.
This time, Ya Sheng was offended, so Hu Xingjiang and his personal teacher were suppressed.
The teacher was wronged, his reputation was damaged, and he finally died in depression. Hu Xingjiang survived for several years, but when he couldn't stand it any longer, a big shot in the world of famous teachers helped him hide in the desperate prison.
After the death of the sub-sage, Hu Xingjiang's best years were over, but his temper was also tempered, he was discouraged and unwilling to return to Jiuzhou, so he continued to stay here and worked hard to convert the prisoners.
I want them to change their ways.
This kind of ascetic life allowed Hu Xingjiang to devote more energy to cultivation and research, and thus he was promoted to the position of Lesser Sage.
It can be said that the famous teachers currently serving in the prison are all unlucky ones who are frustrated and have been protected and taught by Hu Xingjiang.
As a sub-sage, the old man could no longer get his attention as an ordinary genius. At this time, he opened the drawer, took out the information bag containing the candidates' files, and found Sun Mo's copy.
Gee, this resume is too pretty, isn’t it?
At such a young age, he has achieved such achievements?
When he saw that Sun Mo had made Li Ziqi, whom Zhou Yasheng did not want, become the youngest famous teacher in Kyushu, and had made a great success in the Five Kingdoms Debate, severely slapping Zhou Yasheng in the face.
Hu Yasheng couldn't help but praise him.
"Better than me!"
Hu Xingjiang sighed with emotion, and soon there was a touch of sadness between his brows.
It's a pity that you shouldn't come to the big prison!
…
Time is like the footsteps of my ex-wife, leaving without making any sound.
In the blink of an eye, one year has passed.
"I feel like I'm going to die!"
Pang Tong collapsed on the bed, staring at the ceiling with a look of despair.
For half a year, he has found nothing, and those famous prisoners and teachers don't even want to talk to him.
"This is not the work of a human being at all. Tell me, is this Zhou Yasheng's intention to make things difficult for Sun Mo because he has lost the relationship? As a result, we are also affected by Chi Yu?"
Wu You was also desperate: "I heard that Zhou Yasheng was responsible for the Gu Xian Pavilion assessment."
"It's too late to regret!"
Pang Tong turned over: "Where is Sun Mo? Still in meditation?"
"Um!"
Wu You was envious: "The saint's inheritance he received must be priceless!"
"Ignore Sun Mo, which floor are you on now?"
Pang Tong was curious.
There are seven floors underground in the big prison. Only by solving the puzzles on each floor can you continue to move down.
"I'm stuck on the fifth floor."
Wu You sighed.
Everyone took part in this assessment with the intention of learning some knowledge from the prisoners in these prisons, but until now, they have gained nothing.