Chapter 1322: A new master halo is born!

　　 "I am..."
　　 Looking at the golden light on the rice paper, let alone uneducated people, who are full of economy, there is only one sentence left at this time to express the shock in my heart.
　　 Sun Mo wrote the famous teacher's words!
　　What is a famous teacher's word?
　　 is that the emotion of the famous teacher is very strong. After writing this poem, the poem will bring the effect of the aura of the famous teacher, which is permanent and constant.
　　 When people read this poem, they will be blessed with the halo of this famous teacher.
　　 This kind of work is without exception, it is a treasure in the world of famous teachers.
　　 Xu Chunbo's eyes widened suddenly, and he walked quickly to the altar.
　　 "Haha, I'm sure to win!"
　　 Gu Xiuxun is overjoyed.
　　 As for reading poems?
Not urgent!
　　 This is my man's work. I can look at it every night while chatting with Sun Mo.
　　 Wait, these people should grab it, right?
　　 Meiziyu and a few gourd children looked at Sun Mo adoringly.
　　 After Zhou Yasheng was shocked, he was deeply depressed. How could he win?
　　 For the first time in his life, he experienced a huge sense of powerlessness!
　　 Xu Chunbo muffled and frustrated, and read the poem.
　　 The expressions of everyone were shocked by Sun Mo's pride.
　　Everyone is a famous teacher, and the literary accomplishment is not bad. This poem is about Sun Mo comparing himself to a chrysanthemum. When my flowers bloom, the flowers will wither, and the soaring aroma will surely fill Kyushu.
　　 This means that Sun Mo is confident and proud, and will surely become the Sect Master.
The scent of 　　 was soaring to the sky, and the whole city was full. This picture suddenly came out, and I also experienced a fierce oppression.
　　 "The effect of this famous teacher's halo is similar to'Perseverance', but compared to it, it is more vigorous and proud!"
　　 Wei Ziyou comments.
　　 After being blessed and persevering, students can study continuously for months and months, just like being beaten up, and this poem is more effective.
　　 Everyone was talking about it, all talking about this poem, impressed by its magnificent and magnificent artistic conception, chewing it carefully, and full of fragrance.
　　 "Hey, in the three games, Sun Yasheng's performance was perfect. How else can others play?"
　　 "I said earlier that people are masters of calligraphy and painting, this one is for nothing!"
　　 "Come on, even if it is a combination of calligraphy and painting, it is impossible for the aura of a famous teacher to be born every time you write a poem, you can only say that Sun Yasheng is too strong."
　　 Everyone looked at the six sub-sages and felt that they were so miserable. They were almost hung up and beaten severely.
　　 "Well, Sun Yasheng's famous poems, everyone has appreciated it, who will go next?"
　　 Xu Chunbo asked.
　　 Chen Zhiming rubbed his teeth, and retreated. The others were also full of bad luck.
　　 Let them compose a poem above the level, of course there is no problem, but compared with Sun Mo?
　　That would be a shame.
　　 "I abstain!"
　　 Fang Hong gave up decisively.
　　 "I also abstained!"
　　 Gao Ning shrugged: "It's not ashamed to lose to Sun Shuangjue!"
　　 Other Yasheng also expressed their opinions, all abstaining.
　　 In this game, Sun Mo won without a fight.
　　 Happiness!
　　 Sun Mo’s relatives and friends immediately began to applaud. After three games, his performance was the best and his position as the master of the door was secured.
　　 "Don't worry, I didn't say it's only three games!"
　　 Xu Chunbo reminded.
　　 "Huh? More?"
　　 Qin Yaoguang is depressed.
　　 "This is natural. How can a goalkeeper be decided in just three games?"
　　 Xu Chunbo rolled his eyes and was interrupted by Bao Dewei even though he was about to announce the content of the fourth game.
　　 "Sage wait a minute!"
　　 After Bao Dewei stopped, he held his fist towards Sun Mo.
　　 "Sun Yasheng, Bao Mou is brazen, I want to ask for a poem!"
　　 Bao Dewei smiled embarrassedly: "I'm going home, I can't go back empty-handed, right? Please also Sun Yasheng to complete it!"
　　 hiss!
　　 Everyone understood Bao Dewei's subtext, this one will not take part in the next game.
　　 Is this being convinced by Sun Mo?
　　 "Who is the one who will die, it is not yet known, why is Baoya Sheng so?"
　　 Sun Mo asked back.
"Hey!"
　　 Bao Dewei shook his head and laughed: "I'm a dead old antique. I came to fight for the position of the master, just to put pressure on myself to see if it is possible to touch the threshold of the saint. Now it seems that I am wishful thinking.
　　 People have talked about this, Sun Mo is not embarrassed anymore, he looked at Bao Dewei and thought of a poem.
　　 "Then I will show my ugliness!"
　　 Sun Mo wrote a new poem, dipped in his blood, and wrote a poem on the rice paper that had been laid out by the female clerk.
　　 Although the tortoise has a longevity, there is still time!
　　……
　　 Old Jifuzhi, ambition for thousands of miles!
　　……
　　 Fortunately, even, sing to chant!
　　 Bao Dewei watched Sun Mo finish writing, he was stunned, his eyes were dumb, and his voice trembled: "She...what is her name?"
　　 ""Turtle Although Longevity"!"
　　Sun Mo looked at Bao Dewei: "When a person dies, it is not to stop breathing, but when he loses his dream and the courage to fight!"
　　 "Bao Yasheng, don't you think that for our master teacher, dying in bed is the greatest misfortune?"
　　 After Sun Mo finished speaking, there was silence.
　　 These onlookers in the main hall are all high-star masters, and they are naturally not young. Many of them have given up on progress and have begun to take care of their lives.
　　 Either they are eager to enjoy, or they are powerless, but now, after seeing Sun Mo's poem, they feel that they are still young and can still fight!
　　 "Haha! Haha!"
　　 Bao Dewei laughed suddenly, then raised his hand and slapped his face severely.
Yes!
　　 What about dying of old age?
　　 This is not why I should be discouraged!
　　 On the contrary, I should use the remaining time to make more sense.
　　 "Martyrs are in their twilight years, and they are full of heart!"
　　 Bao Dewei whispered: "That's a good point!"
　　 Boom!
　　 Bao Dewei's body suddenly burst out with golden light, they turned into the appearance of a thousand-mile horse, galloping towards the distance.
　　 Anyone who was affected by the halo felt that I could fight for another five hundred years!
　　 "This...this is the halo of the Epiphany Master Teacher?"
　　 Ji Xiangdong envy.
　　 "And one that has never appeared before!"
　　 Many people drooled enviously, and when the golden light disappeared, they felt the effect of this famous teacher's aura while looking at Sun Mo eagerly.
　　 If it weren't for the lack of status, and they were still in the hall, they wouldn't dare to make trouble, otherwise they would immediately surround Sun Mo for poems.
　　 "Thank you Teacher Sun for pointing me away!"
　　 Bao Dewei bent down and bowed to Sun Mo, a full ninety degrees.
　　 Sun Mo accepted the ceremony calmly.
　　 Then, everyone shook their hands and congratulated Bao Dewei.
　　 "Congratulations, Yasheng, get a new halo!"
　　 In history, there are many Yashengs, but not many may have left names, but Bao Dewei suddenly realized a brand-new halo of master teachers, which is definitely possible.
　　 "Thank you!"
　　 Bao Dewei is very reserved.
　　 After some greetings, Xu Chunbo announced the start of the fourth game.
　　 "It's a coincidence that this fourth game is to climb the holy mountain, and the position of the holy mountain is on the back of a turtle."
　　 This time, Xu Chunbo went out in person. After a quarter of an hour, he fetched a tortoise carved with white jade, about the size of a basketball.
　　 Everyone looked at each other, what the is this?
"This is a dark secret treasure brought back by the first generation saints in the Dark Continent. If you look at the turtle's eyes, then your soul will be placed on the turtle's back. After that, you can see a ladder. All you have to do is climb all the way , Climb to the top of the sacred mountain!"
　　 Xu Chunbo explained.
　　 "In this game, the time limit is seven days. Those who can't reach the top will be eliminated, and the last person to reach the top will be eliminated."
　　 Xu Chunbo popular science.
　　 "What if no one reaches the top?"
　　 Someone asked.
　　 "Then these people are not qualified to inherit the position of the master of the sect and be selected again!"
　　 Xu Chunbo looked at the cultivator with a stern tone: "My holy gate's purpose has always been Ningquewulan."
　　 "Everyone, you can start anytime!"
　　 After Xu Chunbo finished speaking, he reminded him again: "In the turtle shell, the flow of time is different from that in Kyushu. One day here, seven years inside."
　　 "Huh? Isn't that forty-nine years in seven days? And it might not be possible to climb the mountain?"
　　 Everyone was shocked.
　　 After Bao Dewei abstained, another Qian Yasheng also gave up, because even if Sun Mo made a mistake, he would not be in his turn. After all, Zhou Yasheng and Fang Hong performed very well.
　　 So the fourth game is a five-person competition.
　　 Following the method taught by Xu Chunbo, they stared into the eyes of the white jade tortoise, and then a phantom flew out from the center of the eyebrows and bet on the back of the turtle.
　　 "Hey, look, there is someone on the turtle's back"
　　 The five villains are a reduced version of Sun Mo's five people, smaller than Sesame.
　　 Everyone found out that the tiny and imperceptible horizontal lines on the turtle shell were steps of steps.
　　 "Everyone can leave, you are here, and you won't see the battle!"
　　 Xu Chunbo finished speaking and sat down cross-legged. As a referee, he should always monitor the progress of the game to prevent cheating and sabotage.
　　Ann cares about getting up.
　　 "Grandpa!"
　　 An Xinhui was startled: "Didn't you watch it?"
　　 "No need anymore!"
　　Ann caring finished speaking and left.
　　 When everyone heard this, they all admired, this should be confidence in Sun Modo!
　　 Only An Xinhui noticed that An cares about Sun Mo's alienation and indifference.
　　 "Everyone, I'm leaving too!"
　　 Bao Dewei suddenly realized a new halo of master teacher, and he wanted to go back and consolidate his state of mind.
　　 Soon, Bao Dewei returned to the other courtyard where he stayed.
As A Sage, he can afford to buy this kind of real estate, but because he doesn't like luxury, there is no one to serve except an old servant, so it seems a little deserted~EbookFREE.me~ Bao Dewei walked into the study and was about to record his experience. , Suddenly stunned, because Ann was standing in front of the bookshelf with his hands behind his back.
　　 "An Saint?"
　　 Bao Dewei salutes, but he feels a little uncomfortable in his heart. It’s too rude to enter someone’s study without the owner’s permission, right?
　　 But thinking about Sun Mo's favor, Bao Dewei did not complain.
　　 "You have no hope of becoming a saint in your life!"
　　Ann cares about straightforwardness.
"what do you mean?"
　　 Bao Dewei is unhappy. He has been enlightened by Sun Mo. It is the moment when his ambitions explode. You can't hear such contempt.
　　 "I mean, if you keep you, it won't mature anymore, but will rot, so it's better to pick it!"
　　An cared about turning around and looked at Bao Dewei.
　　 "'It' is hungry now and needs food!"
"Who?"
　　 Bao Dewei didn't know what this guy was talking nonsense.
　　Ann cared but was not in the mood to explain anything.
　　 After a while, there was no one in the study, except for the robe of a famous teacher, but it quickly turned into dust and dissipated in the air.
　　
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