Chapter 908: The Great Desolate Fulong Scripture get√

"Master, what else do you think? Hurry up and promise!"
Scarab urges.
This is a saint. If you want to accept you as a disciple, what are you holding back?
Kob your head quickly.
After passing this village, there is no such shop.
Middle-earth Kyushu, respects teachers and respects the way, and has a strong learning style. To be able to worship a famous teacher is what every student desires most.
How many people are there in the world?
And how much does Asheng have?
So being able to worship under a seven-star or eight-star master teacher is your greatest luxury in this life. As for the nine-star sub-sage?
Daydreaming can only be done after falling asleep.
Sun Mo took a deep breath and refused: "Sorry, I don't understand you."
"Master, your brain is broken? This is a saint. This thigh is so thick that you hug you. He cursed a few words at your Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. He didn't dare to do anything to you. Why can't you think so?"
The scarab is anxious.
"It's my omission!"
The corner of Saint Wanye’s mouth curled:
Introduce myself. My name is Teng Wanye. I am good at botany, herbalism, alchemy and so on. I am also proficient in poison, puppetry, beast control, and some miscellaneous studies. It is a magical technique of Wanyelvzong, a sacred technique."
"Master, the subject you are good at is also something you have studied, and you can definitely go further by following it!"
The scarab is blowing again.
What Teng Wanye said of ‘good at’ and ‘proficient’ is called modesty. The former is definitely a great master, while the latter is a master if it is worse.
As for the subjects that have not been mentioned, they are covered, and they are only specialized. In the eyes of the saint, they are not worth mentioning.
"Thank you saint for your love, please forgive me for rejecting!"
Sun Mo bowed slightly this time.
Because Teng Wanye is one of the three saints of Dark Dawn. He has a noble status and is extremely fascinating. He doesn't know much about his information even in the holy gate, but now, people have told him.
This is indeed the sincerity of wanting to accept myself as a personal pass.
Unfortunately……
I don't like you as a person.
"That's regretful."
Looking at Sun Mo, Teng Wanye looked a little lost.
Ordinary people die, and when they remember that their sons and grandsons died, they are truly dead, and there is no trace of them in this world.
Of course, ordinary people don't have much spiritual pursuit, and they die when they die.
But famous teachers are different.
The famous teacher hopes that peaches and plums will be all over the world, especially those who are qualified to write books, and hope to pass on their own knowledge.
This is the case with Saint Wanye.
His knowledge is too advanced for non-genius students, so he will cherish Sun Mo.
This is like those ancient kings and heroes, after catching peerless beauties, they always couldn't kill them, but kept them in the harem.
For famous teachers, students with outstanding talents are their ‘beauties’.
Conquering every genius student, letting them kneel down in front of them respectfully, and listen to their sincere teachings, this can be compared to killing them physically, and it will give the masters a sense of accomplishment.
So Teng Wanye snapped his fingers.
call out!
A green seed, the size of a fingernail, flashed past and was printed on Sun Mo's brow.
Click! Click!
When the seeds touched the skin, they immediately broke through the soil and sprouted, growing a dozen roots, which wrapped Sun Mo's head, and then suddenly exerted force and strangled.
"It's over, to die."
The scarab was desperate.
Why are some people, such as Sun Mo, not afraid of death?
Sun Mo's head was like a watermelon covered in a net bag. It was shrunk so tightly that it was about to burst open, but with a snap, the roots suddenly merged into the skull.
Except for some strangulations, nothing was wrong at all.
"It looks like a'seed', but it's actually a kind of Gu worm. I plant it in your mind and it will release the knowledge it carries. You have to learn. If you understand it, you can live. If you can’t understand it, you’ll be killed by Gu worms, and you’ll be headed away."
Teng Wanye popular science.
This was the trial he gave to Sun Mo. If Sun Mo died, it means that he was a mediocre. If he lived to the end, then it was worth taking his own action to overcome all difficulties and accept him as a disciple.
"But maybe you won't live to the end?"
Teng Wanye didn't hold too much hope, because for hundreds of years, he had planted more than three hundred seeds, but there were only three survivors. You must know that those are the most amazing and brilliant.
Each one is the top three talented rookies on the list of famous teachers.
Sun Mo's brain, like a lot of water, rose uncomfortably.
Teng Wanye glanced at Murong Mingyue and didn't kill her. A great master, still a relatively small puppet school, would be a pity to kill her.
"Live well, I hope you can bring puppetology into a new field!"
Without stepping on the ground, Teng Wanye floated to the comatose Wan Yanmei. After roughly checking, he snapped his fingers and flicked.
Green seeds entered Wanyanmei's body, and then took root and sprouted, releasing a large amount of life essence.
Wan Yanmei's body lit up with a green light, and the injury was quickly repairing.
After doing all this, a huge vine suddenly grew out of Teng Wanye's feet, wrapped around his body, and then slapped it, bursting into the sky full of leaves, flowing in the splendor, Teng Wanye disappeared.
"Oh, master, we survived."
The scarab was in tears. Although the owner had a Gu worm in his head, he might die in the future, but it didn't matter, at least it was still alive now.
Can enjoy a day count as a day.
But the owner is really amazing, and even a saint admires it.
Sun Mo looked at the chaotic Dragon Heart Hall and the broken corpses and flesh and blood, not half happy.
Who would have thought that this will end up?
"My dragon soul, I lost it before I got it in my hand."
Sun Mo sighed.
"Sun Mo, keep quiet."
A voice suddenly resounded in Sun Mo's mind, making his brows raised, and he was excited, but immediately, he was forcibly suppressed.
"Aren't you taken away?"
Sun Mo was curious, because he was talking about Dragon Soul.
"I was taken away, but we signed a contract with psychic words, my soul can temporarily attach to your body."
Dragon Soul explained.
It has been imprisoned for so many years, and it has learned to be fine. Although it was very powerful and domineering just now~EbookFREE.me~, the real soul has shrunk in Sun Mo's body.
They won't come out if they are killed.
I didn't expect this caution to let it escape.
"I have to absorb some of the essence of your life, or you will die. Please bear with me first."
The dragon soul made a sound to eat breakfast, otherwise, with its caution, he would have to wait ten days and a half for ten days and a half before that Saint Wanye never showed up again.
What if someone lurks in the dark and finds themselves?
Fortunately, Sun Mo's nerves were still relatively tough, and there was no flaw in his expression.
Suddenly, Sun Mo was a little excited and regained.
The presence of the dragon soul means that the Great Desolate Fulong Scripture is here. This wave is not a loss!
At this moment, there were rapid footsteps outside the hall.