Li Ziqi didn't expect to meet Sun Mo here. In surprise, she immediately jumped off the white tiger mount, ran to Sun Mo, and hugged his arm directly.
“Excellent performance!”
Sun Mo touched Xiao Po's hair.
"Hehe, the teacher taught me well!"
Receiving Sun Mo's approval made Li Ziqi smile happily.
Jia Wendong looked at Sun Mo in surprise. He thought he would be a famous teacher who could teach a student like Li Ziqi, but wasn't the young man in front of him too young?
Wait, Jia Wendong suddenly remembered that the Holy Sect stipulates that all participating teachers must be new teachers who have just joined the job within two years and have not participated in the famous teacher assessment.
"Does this guy have a strong background?"
Jia Wendong guessed.
The profession of a famous teacher is not like that of a martial artist, who may be invincible in the world at a young age. A famous teacher is like a doctor. The older he gets, the deeper his knowledge and his broader knowledge must be.
Then it is very likely that this girl covets the huge resources behind this young man.
When Jia Wendong looked at Li Ziqi, he suddenly shook his head and rejected the idea.
This girl is so beautiful and her smile is innocent and lovely. How could she do such a scheming thing? Yes, I must have heard wrong.
Sun Mo looked at the dead soul: "Is this summoned using spiritualism?"
The dead soul in front of him was in the form of a ghost, the entire body was translucent, the upper body was intact, and the lower body was at the thigh, turning into a wisp of cloud and smoke, like a duckweed, just floating in the air.
Judging from his face, he was unshaven, and he must be quite old. His black hair was pulled into a bun on his forehead, and he looked a bit decadent like an uncle.
But at this moment, this dead soul was floating next to him with a flattering smile on his face.
Sun Mo is a psychic, and the aura he exudes scares the souls of the dead.
After all, it would be very troublesome for ordinary people to kill spirits like them without spiritual weapons, but for a psychic, it is very simple.
And in all likelihood, they will be captured and used to feed other psychic beasts.
"Well, it was summoned from a mutilated skeleton."
Li Ziqi explained.
"well done!"
Sun Mo praised Xiao Baobao's tactics, which were obviously the same as his own.
“It’s all well-taught by the teacher!”
Li Ziqi smiled sweetly. She had already noticed a few dead insects around the teacher. No need to ask, they were the ones leading the way.
Jia Wendong, who had consciously discovered the truth, was shocked when he suddenly heard these words.
"What? Did she really become a disciple of this young man?"
Jia Wendong looked at Li Ziqi and found that this beautiful girl raised her head slightly and looked at the young man with a lovely smile on her face and admiration and admiration in her eyes...
For some reason, Jia Wendong's heart twitched violently, and he felt like he was being hit hard by a big stick.
Then, Jia Wendong suddenly disliked this young man.
Sometimes, the birth of love is just a moment, a look back, a smile, and a soft greeting, and people can't help but fall!
"what's your name?"
Sun Mo asked.
"me……"
If the dead soul were alive, it would be so anxious that it would break out in sweat, because its memory is incomplete and it cannot remember anything.
"Teacher, it doesn't know anything."
Li Ziqi pouted: "Now that I've found you, it's useless!"
As he spoke, Li Ziqi prepared to turn the uncle's soul into bait for the insects to devour.
The growth of this type of spiritual body is not accomplished through cultivation, but by devouring other spiritual bodies.
"Do not do this!"
The deceased uncle's soul screamed, knelt down, and kept kowtowing.
"I'm still useful. I can lead the way. I can smell the scent of strangers and help you warn them. I can also eat them."
The dead soul begged for mercy and burst into tears.
"I can be your pawn. Yes, my name is pawn."
The ghost of the uncle kept chattering, and his dignity was completely lost.
"You get up first!"
Li Ziqi is a kind girl and can't stand this kind of scene.
"The master is famous, and the soldiers dare not disobey!"
The ghost of the uncle floated beside Li Ziqi, bending down with a respectful expression, as if waiting for dispatch.
"Teacher, what do you think we should do?"
Li Ziqi asked.
"You summoned it, you decide for yourself!"
Sun Mo didn't care.
"Owner!"
The frontman looked at Li Ziqi pitifully. If there was a tail behind his butt, he would be able to wag it.
"Don't call me master!"
Li Ziqi didn't want to be the master of such a dead soul. Junior sister Zhiruo's first psychic beast was the Spiritual Qi Wandering Dragon. Even if he couldn't compare to her, he couldn't be a mutilated dead soul, right?
And it was summoned from a broken skeleton. Just thinking about it makes me feel disgusting and disgusting.
"Okay, miss!"
The vanguard is very resourceful, or in other words, has a strong ability to adapt to the changing circumstances.
"I'm not your eldest lady either. Forget it, you can go."
Li Ziqi left the front soldiers to fend for themselves.
"Miss, my life...well, my death is your ghost, and if I die again, it will still be your ghost!"
The soldiers in front of the horses smiled charmingly.
Leave Li Ziqi?
Don't be kidding, a weak soul like it will either be eaten by other powerful spirits, or be lost in the long river of time.
It’s all death anyway!
"Okay, shut up!"
Li Ziqi became impatient: "Otherwise, I will kill you right now."
The frontman immediately stretched out his hands and pinched his mouth.
Sun Mo looked at Jia Wendong: "Have you thought about it?"
Jia Wendong originally wanted to leave, but after looking at Li Ziqi, he agreed by mistake: "Then I'll trouble you."
"Hello!"
Li Ziqi frowned, hearing the disrespect in Jia Wendong's tone.
"never mind!"
Sun Mo stopped Xiao Hebao. Not only was he older, he was also a teacher, and he could still tolerate a child.
Jia Wendong bit his lower lip, regretting his neglect. At least this teacher was open-minded.
"sorry!"
Jia Wendong apologized because he didn't want to be compared to Sun Mo and make himself look like a villain. Furthermore, he was invited to accompany him to protect himself.
"That's pretty much it!"
Li Ziqi was satisfied.
Jia Wendong hurried over and looked at Li Ziqi's profile. He warned himself that he should be reserved, but he still couldn't hold back: "What's your name?"
"Hey, get away!"
The front soldier immediately roared and stood in front of Jia Wendong, like a loyal dog protecting his master.
…
As time passed by, Jia Wendong became more and more anxious.
Because this teacher named Sun Mo is definitely a psychic. His actions are not like a headless fly, but are directed towards a certain target.
"Teacher Mingxian, you have to hurry up, otherwise the secret treasure will be taken away by the other party."
No matter how stupid Jia Wendong is, he still knows that this illusion must be caused by a priceless dark treasure.
"Teacher, corpse!"
Li Ziqi shouted.
"Um!"
Sun Mo walked over and activated the Divine Insight Technique.
Bai Qiao, male, death time, fifty years, spiritual consciousness state.
Death is like a lamp going out, nothing is left. Sun Mo looked at the relics left behind.
The clothes are torn. There are some potions in the luggage, but they are broken. The most valuable thing is a long sword.
The shaft is tilted and the spiritual energy is exquisite, from the hand of a famous master.
The pawn on the horse was very discerning, floated over, picked up the sword, and handed it to Sun Mo with both hands.
"Master Gu, do you want it? This is a long sword with a unique spiritual weapon!"
Sun Mo asked.
"Excellent spiritual energy?"
Jia Wendong took a breath and looked at the long sword with envy.
Weapons are divided into spiritual weapons, holy weapons, and artifacts due to their different qualities. Each level is further divided into low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, and top-grade weapons.
A top-notch spiritual weapon requires at least 200,000 spiritual stones to buy, but this Sun Mo just gave it away casually. Isn't this too generous?
It’s true, this Sun Mo likes that Gu Xiuxun!
Jia Wendong felt that except for this reason, no one would give away the sword he picked up. After all, it was a huge fortune.
Of course, the sword belongs to Sun Mo, because he is leading the way.
"Master Sun, keep it!"
Gu Xiuxun refused.
Sun Mo didn't force it and threw it to Li Ziqi: "Take it!"
"Um!"
Li Ziqi took out a handkerchief, wiped the stains on the sword blade, and returned it to Junior Sister Zhiruo!
"Ah? How generous!"
Jia Wendong was shocked again, but then, he felt that he had discovered a blind spot, so he whispered: "You can tell at a glance that it is a top-notch spiritual weapon. Only a master swordsmith has this ability."
"What do you mean?"
Li Ziqi immediately questioned.
Jia Wendong curled his lips. Are you worried about being deceived by him? However, he did not dare to say this. Instead, he said tactfully: "This kind of thing should be appraised by a swordsmith master to determine the grade."
"No need, my teacher said it is a perfect spiritual weapon, and it is!"
Li Ziqi's tone was decisive.
Hearing this, Jia Wendong's lungs almost exploded with anger. He wanted to scold him, "Are you his crazy fan? You just believe whatever he says. Your judgment has been eaten by a dog?"
"Don't insult the eldest lady's teacher, or I will bite you to death!"
The soldiers in front of the horse bared their teeth and immediately showed their loyalty.
"gone!"
Sun Mo took a few steps, and the advance guard suddenly shouted.
"Miss, I smell a stranger, here he comes! He is here!"
The frontman shouted and hid behind Li Ziqi.
"..."
Li Ziqi was speechless, what about fighting for me as promised?
Sun Mo turned around and saw a young man wearing a Mingshao teacher's uniform stepping on the roof, jumping several times, and blocking the street.
"Teacher Zhen!"
Jia Wendong was overjoyed and rushed over immediately.
"Wendong?"
Zhen Yuanxiong was stunned. He was nearby just now and happened to hear voices, so he rushed over to take a look. Unexpectedly, he met a student from his own school: "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine."
Jia Wendong immediately told everything he knew about Sun Mo and his party: "By the way, he also said that the long sword is a superb spiritual weapon. It's really funny. I think he's just pretending to be awesome."
Jia Wendong said this because he wanted the teacher to expose Sun Mo and let Li Ziqi understand that his teacher was telling lies.
"Excellent spiritual weapon?"
Zhen Yuanxiong looked at the long sword in Sun Mo's hand, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "What a sword!"