peerless teacher

Ever since she was sensible, her uncle has been sternly warning her to remember her responsibilities and help the tribe complete revival, but Murong Mingyue just wants to happily study puppetry and make 'toy figures'. Go mess with those corpses.

"Kill me!"

Murong Mingyue looked at Duanmuli, brushed the hair that fell to her forehead, and now, it can finally be over.

"Murong Mingyue, the so-called master does not only refer to a master with talent and knowledge, but also a master with a heart of virtue. Otherwise, even if such a master establishes a sect, it will be destroyed in a few years. As for you, you have no knowledge but no knowledge. the will to match."

Duanmuli looked at Murong Mingyue with regrets and hopes: "For example, when encountering setbacks now, one should not think about dying, but seek a solution."

hum!

Golden spots splashed on Duanmuli's body, and it was the eruption of good words.

"Yes, you are not even afraid of death, are you still afraid of living?"

Sun Mo said, "Mingyue, you know, for some people, living is a great pain."

hum!

Sun Mo's body was also radiant with golden light, and it was also a golden word of kindness.

"I……"

Murong Mingyue covered her face and wept, feeling extremely ashamed.

"Thank you, Master Duanmu."

Sun Mo cupped his fists.

This thank you is sincere.

You must know that when a cultivator is most vulnerable, it is when he is rushing to the ladder. A little bit of external interference may cause the impact to fail, and he will die from backlash.

But Duanmuli let Sun Mo go on the premise that he had reached the Dragon Soul.

Sun Mo has advanced, and is now at the ninth level of the Divine Power Realm.

The next level is the Qianshou Realm.

This state, as the name suggests, after the cultivator reaches it, the life span can be extended, up to 1000 years.

The sooner he reaches the thousand-life realm, the slower his appearance will age. If Sun Mo enters the thousand-life realm before the age of 25, he can maintain this appearance for the next few hundred years.

Youth, health, and immortality are always the dreams people pursue.

Especially female practitioners are eager to stay young forever, so many people even seek shortcuts, regardless of the impact on the future, they swallow pills or treasures of heaven and earth, just to step on their feet before wrinkles grow. Enter the Qianshou Realm.

"Hey, when will I get rid of my character of cherishing good students!"

Duanmuli sighed.

"Sun Mo, a person like Duanmu Yasheng can definitely become your good teacher and helpful friend on the road to a famous teacher. Why don't you hurry up and learn from him?"

Dragon Soul is another opportunity for Sun Mo to borrow the donkey from the slope.

Because one person and one dragon signed the contract through psychic divine language, the Dragon Soul also knew many things about Sun Mo. For example, he graduated from Songyang College, but because his grades were relatively ordinary, he did not have a famous teacher himself.

In fact, it is not that there are no famous teachers to recruit Sun Mo, but this kid has a big heart and wants to worship the old principal of Zhongzhou Academy as his teacher, so he has been delayed until now.

Dragon Soul felt that Sun Mo hugged the thigh of a sub-sage, at least the developmental period of the last few decades could be passed steadily.

If you get me, it is equivalent to getting the Great Desolation Dragon Subduing Scripture. If this news gets out, there will definitely be overwhelming attacks. When the time comes, who will die if you don’t die?

The corner of Sun Mo's mouth twitched.

Did you make a mistake?

Just concluded the contract, you are going to cheat me?

"Do you know that this guy is the Star Lord of the Dark Dawn? He belongs to a huge boss and is the enemy of the Holy Gate. If I become his personal student, my head will be placed on the door owner's table soon." superior."

Sun Mo curled his lips: "Can I grow some snacks?"

In silence, Master Duanmu quietly looked at Sun Mo. He actually knew that Dragon Soul's proposal was absolutely impossible to come true, but he still had a little expectation.

Just in case!

After all, who doesn't eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year?

It's a pity that I don't eat it at home this time...

Dragon Soul also knew that he had said something wrong, and was about to smooth things over, when a terrifying aura suddenly descended on the Dragon Heart Hall.

Dragon Soul is an old monster who has lived for countless tens of thousands of years, and he has seen a lot of the world, but at this moment, the whole dragon trembled in fear.

It's over, I'm going to die!

Dragon Soul despaired.

Chapter 907 Dark Saint, Myriad Leaves Never Fall!

Although Sun Mo has advanced to the next rank, the spiritual energy, physical energy, and injuries he has consumed so far cannot be recovered.

Although a person like Duanmuli bears the name of a dark star master, he is essentially a famous teacher with a bottom line of morality.

"We have to find a way to dig him back."

Sun Mo racked his brains.

For the school, it is more beneficial than harmful for the school to have such a big boss sitting in Zhongzhou Academy, because he can not only teach students, but also teach famous teachers.

Even if he doesn't teach, letting teachers and students follow him, just watching and learning, can benefit a lot.

Anyway, I'm not interested in animal control, as long as I finish learning the Great Desolation Dragon Fu Jing, it's not impossible for Dragon Soul to cooperate with Duanmuli to do some research.

Sun Mo was still thinking about the conditions he could offer, but in the end he heard Duanmuli shout.

"Run!"

run what?

Sun Mo raised his head in confusion, and saw that Duanmuli's body suddenly sprouted, and then grew rapidly, pulling out a series of tender green branches.

On these branches, new flower buds and leaves grow in the blink of an eye.

Duanmuli, on the other hand, lost weight visibly to the naked eye.

"Master Duanmu..."

Sun Mo was startled, and wanted to rescue him, but in the next moment, his whole body seemed to be stuffed into an ice cave, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

This is instinctive fear and fear.

Not only that, because he has signed a divine language contract with Dragon Soul, he can also feel Dragon Soul's emotions. At this time, this ancient Dragon Soul, the guardian beast of Fulong Academy, is as frightened as a bird who has seen a falcon. vegetable chicken.

A terrifying aura descended on the entire hall.

Before Sun Mo found the enemy, he saw that Duanmuli's whole body seemed to have turned into a tree, as if after spring came, it took root and sprouted, and produced large green leaves.

"Sage of Manyo, you despicable villain!"

Duanmuli roared.

I really didn't expect that Saint Wanye, who has been in seclusion and has no interest in the world, would make a move, but I also blame myself for being careless.

"Sun Mo, run!"

Duanmuli's body was shining with golden light, and he decided to fight for his life. His only remaining pet, the Four Elephants, also rushed towards the northeast corner.

Just halfway through the run, huge rhizomes sprang out from the ground, wrapped around the four elephants' pets, and then root hairs grew from the rhizomes, piercing into the bodies of the pets, and began to extract their vitality.

call!

A gust of wind blew up from the ground, green spots of light flickered, condensed into green leaves, and surrounded the Dragon Soul in an instant, spinning like a tornado.

A middle-aged man appeared, not dressed in linen or silk, but wrapped in a large amount of leaves, and with a wicker tree ring on his head.

The willow leaves on the tree rings swayed as the wind blew.

The middle-aged man took off the gourd from his waist and pulled out the plug.

"receive!"

After a loud cry, the leaf tornado that surrounded the dragon soul entered the gourd, and then he looked at Sun Mo.

In Sun Mo's heart, there was a warning sign.

hum!

The formation of the guardian aura of victory immediately faded the bone-piercing chill of death.

"This is the aura of a famous teacher who has been enlightened through the God of War Atlas?"

The middle-aged man looked at Sun Mo and couldn't help but nodded: "It's interesting!"

"Manyo..."

Duanmuli roared.

"The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, stop making noise."

The middle-aged man waved his hand.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

The leaves growing on Duanmuli's body suddenly fell, and then accelerated suddenly, piercing into Duanmuli's body like a sharp knife.

Wanye pierces the heart.

Noisy!Noisy!Noisy!

These leaves not only pierced Duanmuli's body, but completely cut him into pieces.

Whoa!

Fresh blood and minced meat were sprinkled on the ground, but in an instant, they were absorbed by the roots, without even a trace of blood, neat as if they had never killed anyone.

Sun Mo vomited blood angrily, and Gan Liniang, being followed by the oriole, died together.

Manyo?

Not surprisingly, this one should be Dark Dawn, one of the Three Great Saints, the Myriad Leaves Saint. He has a reputation called Myriad Leaves Never Fall.

It is said that wherever Saint Wanye goes, no matter what the season, there will be dead trees revived and flowers and plants blooming to welcome his lord.

What a fart

In terms of strength, it is unfathomable. In terms of knowledge, he is a saint. In terms of mind, he has picked the fruit of Duanmuli.

You know, Duanmuli plotted against Murongye and Xiao Fulong. If there were no accidents of Sun Mo and Saint Wanye, Duanmuli would be the final winner.

"Master, don't try to kill me, beg for mercy quickly, give me a little coaxing, maybe I'll live."

The scarab's voice crazily echoed in Sun Mo's mind.

Because of the contract, once Sun Mo died, the scarab would have to be buried with him instead of being free, so it was afraid because it knew how tough this master was.

Sure enough, Sun Mo gradually calmed down from his nervousness and panic, and he had no intention of admitting cowardice at all.

Seeing this scene, Wanye Shengren's eyes lit up slightly.

You know, when you reach the realm of saints, ordinary people will have the urge to worship them when facing them. The aura released by saints will make ordinary people feel like they are being targeted by hungry lions and bears. Instinctive fear is independent of human will.

"Good morning saint!"

Sun Mo greeted him politely.

It stands to reason that it is correct to lower your head and bow slightly in the face of the famous teacher Gao Xing, but Duanmuli was killed by Saint Wanye, and Sun Mo admired Duanmuli quite a lot, so he did not bow to show his protection.

"You are not afraid of death?"

The moment Saint Wanye said, a lot of flower buds grew on Sun Mo's skin without warning, drawing his vitality frantically.

This made Sun Mo weaker.

But Sun Mo was unmoved, and replied sonorously: "A person does not die when he is buried in a coffin. If I confess now, then I am alive and dead."

hum!

Good words of gold and jade broke out.

Golden light spots radiated out and sprinkled on the body of Saint Manyo.

Saint Wanye lowered his head, a teasing smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth: "100 years? Or 200 years? I haven't seen a famous teacher who dares to give me golden and jade words for a long time."