peerless teacher

"But what you said is really good."

Sage Manyo thinks so.

For famous teachers like them, judging whether a person is alive is not judged by physical breathing.

"My master, are you trying to scare me to death?"

Scarab wants to cry, I know you're a master of phrases, but can we see the occasion?It's really just a matter of one sentence when the Myriad Leaves sage kills you.

Easier than crushing a flea.

"I'll give you a chance to join my master teacher group!"

Saint Manyo proposed.

Even if you become a saint, as long as you are a famous teacher, you will have a natural desire to collect good students, because only good students can pass on your mantle.

Chapter 908 Get√

"Master, what else do you want? Hurry up and agree!"

The scarab urged.

This is a saint. If you want to take you as a disciple, why are you so reserved?

Hurry up and kowtow.

After passing this village, there is no such shop.

Middle-earth Kyushu respects teachers and respects teachers, and there is a strong sense of learning. Being able to worship under a famous teacher is what every student desires most.

How many people are there?

And how many Yasheng?

Therefore, being able to worship under the disciple of a seven-star or eight-star famous teacher is the greatest luxury of everyone in this life. As for the nine-star sub-sage?

You have to be asleep to daydream.

Sun Mo took a deep breath and refused: "Sorry, I don't know you well."

"Master, are you out of your mind? This is a saint. This thigh is so thick that you can hug him. He cursed at His Majesty the Emperor of Tang Dynasty face to face. He didn't dare to do anything to you. Why are you so upset?"

The scarab was in a hurry.

"It was my oversight!"

Saint Wanye twitched his mouth: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Teng Wanye, and I am good at botany, herbalism, alchemy, etc., and also proficient in Gu poison, puppetry, beast control, and some miscellaneous studies. It is the Myriad Leaves Green Trace Divine Art, and it is a holy-level peerless exercise."

"Master, the subject that he is good at has also been studied by you. If you follow it for further study, you can definitely go further!"

The scarab is blowing again.

Teng Wanye's 'good at' and 'proficient' are called modesty. The former is definitely at the level of a great master, while the latter is at the level of a master no matter how bad it is.

As for the subjects not mentioned, they have dabbled in something, and they are only specialized. In the eyes of saints, they are not worth mentioning.

"Thank you Saint for your kindness, please forgive me for refusing!"

This time, Sun Mo bowed slightly.

Because Teng Wanye is one of the three great sages of the Dark Dawn, he has a noble status and is extremely elusive. Even the Holy Gate doesn't know much about him, but now, he has been told.

This is indeed the sincerity of wanting to accept myself as a personal heir.

Unfortunately……

I don't like you as a person.

"That's too bad."

Teng Wanye looked at Sun Mo with a disappointed expression.

Ordinary people die, and when they still remember the death of their children and grandchildren, they are really gone, and there is no trace of their existence in this world.

Of course, ordinary people have no spiritual pursuits, and they die when they die.

But famous teachers are different.

Famous teachers hope to have peaches and plums all over the world, especially those who are qualified to write books and lectures, and hope to pass on their knowledge.

This is the case with Saint Manyo.

His knowledge is so advanced that it is impossible for anyone who is a gifted student to get it, that's why he cherishes Sun Mo.

It's like those kings and heroes in ancient times. After catching peerless beauties, they were always not killed, but kept in the harem.

For famous teachers, students with outstanding talents are their 'beauties'.

Conquering talented students one by one, letting them kneel down respectfully and listen to my earnest teachings, this is better than killing them physically, it will give the famous teachers a sense of accomplishment.

So Teng Wanye flicked his fingers.

call out!

A green seed, the size of a fingernail, flashed past and imprinted on Sun Mo's forehead.

Click!Click!

When the seeds touched the skin, they immediately broke through the ground and germinated, and a dozen roots grew out, wrapping around Sun Mo's head, and then suddenly exerted force and strangled him down.

"It's over, I'm going to die."

Scarab was desperate.

Why are there always some people, like Sun Mo, who are not afraid of death?

Sun Mo's head, like a watermelon caught in a net, was shrunk so hard that it was about to explode, but with a snap, those roots suddenly merged into the skull.

Except for some strangle marks, there is nothing wrong with it at all.

"It looks like a 'seed', but it's actually a kind of Gu. I plant it in your mind, and it will release the knowledge it carries. You have to learn it. If you understand it, you will be able to live. If you can't understand, you will be killed by Gu insects, and your brain will explode."

Teng Wanye popular science.

This is the test he set for Sun Mo. If Sun Mo dies, it means that he is a mediocre person. If he survives to the end, then it is worth doing it himself, overcoming all difficulties, and accepting him as a disciple.

"But you shouldn't live to the end, right?"

Teng Wanye didn't hold out much hope, because over the past few hundred years, he had planted more than three hundred seeds, but only three survived. You must know that those are the most amazing, talented and beautiful people.

Each of them is a talented rookie who ranks in the top three of the Master Teacher List.

Sun Mo's brain seemed to be filled with a lot of water, and it was uncomfortably swollen.

Teng Wanye took a look at Murong Mingyue, and didn't kill her. A great master, but a relatively small puppet school, it 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 side of the unconscious Wan Yanmei. After a general inspection, he snapped and flicked.

Green seeds one after another entered Wanyan Mei's body, and then took root and germinated, releasing a large amount of life essence.

Wanyanmei's body glowed green, and her injuries were recovering quickly.

After doing all this, a huge vine suddenly grew from under Teng Wanye's feet, wrapped around his body, and then exploded into leaves all over the sky with a snap.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooo, master, we survived."

The scarab burst into tears. Although the master's head was poisoned with Gu, he might die in the future, but it didn't matter, at least he was still alive.

Enjoy every day.

But the master is really amazingly talented, even a saint can appreciate it so much.

Sun Mo looked at the messy Dragon Heart Hall, looking at the broken corpses and flesh and blood, not half happy.

Who would have thought that this would be the end result?

"My dragon soul, I lost it before I warmed it up."

Sun Mo sighed.

"Sun Mo, keep quiet."

A voice suddenly resounded in Sun Mo's mind, making him frown and excited, but immediately, he suppressed it forcibly.

"Aren't you captured?"

Sun Mo was curious because it was Dragon Soul who spoke.

"I was taken away, but we signed the contract with psychic language. My soul can temporarily attach to your body."

Dragon Soul explained.

It has been imprisoned for so many years, and it has learned its skills long ago. Although it was mighty and domineering just now, its real soul has already shrunk in Sun Mo's body.

They won't come out even if they are killed.

Unexpectedly, this prudence allowed it to escape unharmed.

"I have to absorb some more life essence from you, or I will die, so bear with it first."

The Dragon Soul uttered its voice just to have breakfast, otherwise, with its prudence, it would have to wait ten days and a half months before the Wanye Saint disappeared completely.

What if someone was lurking in the dark and found himself?

Fortunately, Sun Mo's nerves are still relatively tough, and he didn't show any flaws in his expression.

Sun Mo was suddenly a little overjoyed to find something lost.

The presence of the dragon soul means that the Great Desolation Dragon Fu Jing is present, and this wave is not a loss!

At this moment, hurried footsteps sounded outside the hall.

Chapter 909 After the dust settles, the halo of the new master teacher

"Is it over yet? Can you give me a good time!"

It was an ups and downs night.

Sun Mo glanced at Murong Mingyue, then dragged his tired body towards Wanyan Mei, he wanted to check how the princess was doing.

Murong Mingyue accepted her fate, she had absolutely no intention of running away.

In fact, both Sun Mo and she knew that the group of people who came now should be soldiers and horses of Fulong Academy, because the footsteps were dense and hurried, indicating that there were a lot of people.

Sure enough, soon, soldiers wearing armor with the school badge of Fulong rushed in.

Whoa!Whoa!Whoa!

The soldiers aimed their crossbows at Sun Mo and the three of them in unison.

……

Sun Mo was too tired. He had fought many battles, and the dragon soul had absorbed a lot of life essence, so he was very tired.

This sleep is three days.

However, the senior management of Fulong Academy had quarreled up and down during the past three days, and they haven't come up with a charter until now.

There is no way, everyone has selfish desires, after all, who doesn't want to be better?

Zhongtu Kyushu, the headmaster of a top school that is enough to rank among the top three, is suddenly vacant. As long as there is ambition, ideals, and aspiring teachers, who would not want to fight for it?

Everyone was suppressed by Xiao Fulong before, but now he is dead.

"Let me tell you, everyone, can we let go of the topic of who is qualified to be the principal? Let's clarify Sun Mo's question first. I think An Xinhui will be here soon, and it will be difficult to interrogate him then."

Someone suggested.

"A country cannot live without a king, and a school cannot live without a leader. The first thing to do is to determine the principal, hold a school meeting, and appease the emotions of the teachers and students in the school."

"Secondary, the current Fulong has had an accident and it is irreversible, so let's not disturb the morale of the army."

"Interrogate Sun Mo? Double chief for one year, no, Sun Mo, who is already third chief, still needs to be interrogated? Are you afraid that you have lost your mind?"

The high-level people quarreled again, each holding their own views.

Sun Mo's suspicion is actually not that great.