peerless teacher

This old man was actually a psychic beast created by Bai Dong using his and other people's souls. Since he had died long ago, he had no skill to inherit, only knowledge remained.

But this knowledge is enough to benefit Sun Mo for a lifetime.

Especially the knowledge and experience of the three major masters of refining, psychics, and medicine. As long as Sun Mo masters it well, it can save him at least 300 years of time. price.

"Mr. Bai, thank you for your gift!"

Sun Mo prayed: "I hope you will be happy in Paradise!"

……

Outside the prison, everyone had been waiting for half an hour.

"Why isn't this guy dead yet?"

Ji Han was really shocked. This has set a new record for the longest time. Even the warden stayed inside for a quarter of an hour at most before he sensed the danger and retreated.

"Mr. Ji, what's going on, Sun Mo has realized it?"

Lian Hongying asked.

"I don't know."

Ji Han shook his head, looked at Sun Mo who was in sedation, and was wondering whether to wake him up, when the three lines of writing on the wall suddenly radiated brilliant light, and then shot into Sun Mo one by one like bullets. between the eyebrows.

"Gan Li Niang!"

Ji Han cursed, rushed into the prison, and reached out to catch the light.

puff!puff!puff!

The light pierced Ji Han's palm.

"damn it!"

Ji Han's face changed drastically, and he stared at Sun Mo intently.

How to do?

This guy got the inheritance of the White Sage!

Others were also amazed.

"The three mysteries of the impasse prison?"

Pang Tong twitched the corner of his mouth, and squinted at Ji Han: "That's it?"

It was done by Sun Mo in half an hour. Are you guys who have never seen the world and treat the little maggot as a giant dragon, or is it because Sun Mo is so strong?

Chapter 1236 Yasheng Warden!

Swish!

Sun Mo opened his eyes, his pupils were full of light, and there was a strong and refined aura about him.

It was the aftertaste of the sage's inheritance. Because it was too majestic, Ji Han and his party dared not speak for a while, fearing to offend him.

boom!

As the three lines of writing turned into light spots and dissipated, the thick stone wall also boomed, completely shattered into powder, and floated in the air.

"It's gone! The saint's inheritance is gone!"

Ji Han stared blankly at the wall, raised his right hand abruptly, and slapped the right cheek hard.

Snapped!

Ji Han really regretted it to death.

Why should I show off to Sun Mo? It's like giving away my daughter to someone else to ruin her.

"Haha, Teacher Ji, my condolences!"

Pang Tong joked.

The other candidates also showed smiles. This is called stealing chickens without losing money. Ji Han wanted to use this mystery to kill the candidates, but Sun Mo turned against him.

"Teacher Sun is amazing!"

The old farmer admired him, and his tone was not respectful, and he even changed his honorific title.

Sun Mo glanced at the corpse on the ground, sighed, and then left the prison: "Everyone, I'm going back to retreat, so let's go first."

"and many more!"

Ji Han called out subconsciously.

Sun Mo stopped in his tracks and looked at Ji Han with a smile.

Ji Han was full of questions, so he was too embarrassed to ask. After all, he was the first to provoke, and he really meant to trick Sun Mo.

Fortunately, some people can't hold their breath.

"Teacher Sun, what's the matter with this mystery?"

Pang Tong was embarrassed to directly ask what inheritance Sun Mo had obtained, and beat around the bush, but Lian Hongying was straightforward: "Master Sun, what did you get?"

Everyone looked at Sun Mo eagerly, like wild dogs waiting to be fed.

"nothing!"

Sun Mo shrugged his shoulders.

Hearing this, everyone felt a little better. After all, it was like seeing a wallet on the ground at the same time, and someone picked it up first. If there were tens of thousands of yuan in it, they would definitely die of anger, but there were only a few cents in it. never mind.

But the next moment, they listened to the second half of Sun Mo's words.

"That is, the inheritance of knowledge and experience in the three major fields of weapon refining, psychics, and medicine!"

Sun Mo smiled and looked at Ji Han: "By the way, Grandmaster!"

Sun Mo didn't dare to say that he had inherited the magic of wedding dress. After all, this thing is too evil, and it is easy to be shouted and killed. As for the halo of wedding dress, he is already familiar with it, but if he wants to display it, he still needs to continue to hone his magic of wedding dress and work hard. Enlightenment.

"..."

The crowd looked at Sun Mo's leaving back, as if they had been poured down with lemonade, and they were about to die of sourness.

"What should I do? I really want to kill him!"

Lian Hongying bit her lip.

"Go, I'll pass you the knife!"

A famous teacher spoke.

Of course, everyone is saying that, let alone whether he can fight or not, just because of his current fame, if someone kills him, he will be wanted by Datang and Shengmen all over the world!

Want to be a dark master?

No way!

Dean Bai of Longling Manor is Sun Mo's best friend, and he is a giant in the world of dark master teachers.

Sun Mo returned to the residence assigned to him by Ji Han, checked around casually, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong, he immediately began to meditate.

Although the sage has inherited it, it's like swallowing a piece of cake like a force-feeding duck. If you want to transform it into your own nutrition, you still have to "digest" it seriously.

The wedding dress magical skill needs to be practiced frequently, but it is obviously not suitable here, and Sun Mo has already mastered several holy-level superb skills, so there is no rush.

Sun Mo hardly knew much about medicine, so his priority was lower, followed by psychics and weapon refining.

Sun Mo is now a master of psychics. Learning this first will definitely get twice the result with half the effort, but to be honest, the influence of this subject on the development of the world is really too weak.

In the end, Sun Mo chose Artifact Refining.

Putting this subject into modern times, it is similar to industrial technology and can promote scientific and technological progress.

Sun Mo didn't have time to draw spirit patterns one by one, so he had long thought of building an industrial production line for spirit patterns. If various spirit patterns could be mass-produced, the world would be changed for it.

……

Ji Han hurried to the office.

boom!

He didn't knock on the door, but opened it directly: "Teacher, something is wrong!"

"You are over a hundred years old, why are you still so impatient?"

In the room, an old man didn't look up, but continued to work on the desk. The teapot next to him didn't move, but it floated up by itself, made a cup of tea, and then the teacup floated towards Ji Han.

Snapped!

Ji Han caught the teacup, but he didn't have the mood to drink it: "Teacher, the three lines of writing in Baidong's cell have been deciphered."

"Ok?"

The old man paused with his right hand and raised his head in astonishment: "A certain examinee did it?"

As the warden of the prison, the old man has worked here for more than 300 years. He is as familiar with the situation of the prison as if facing his own fingers. Then this accident must have been brought about by outsiders. Recently, a group of candidates came.

"It's Sun Mo!"

Ji Han's tone was full of displeasure.

"Xiao Han, your heart is disturbed!"

The old man warned: "Even if he inherits the inheritance of the White Sage, so what? Don't have so many views on family status. As long as he is a good teacher, we should congratulate him."

"Students are taught."

Ji Han bowed his head and softened his mouth, but he couldn't feel relieved in his heart.

When he was dispatched to this ghostly place to guard, he already disliked the Holy Gate and began to hate those famous teachers.

If I were in Kyushu, I would be more famous than them.

"How is the experiment going?"

The old man changed the subject.

"Still in the bottleneck."

Speaking of the experiment, Ji Han sighed: "This experiment is too difficult, teacher, why don't we give up?"

"It's not difficult to eat, it's not difficult to walk, but what's the point of these things?"

The old man put down his pen and looked directly at Ji Han: "Ji Han, go to retreat for three months, your mentality has become more and more impetuous recently!"

Ji Han was not convinced, but he didn't dare to disobey the old man, so he could only hold back.

"Students know."

After Ji Han finished speaking, he brought the words to Sun Mo again: "What about the inheritance of the White Sage? What about Sun Mo?"

"What do you want?"

The old man asked back.

"..."

Ji Han wanted to force him to hand over his inheritance. Although those master-level knowledge is precious, he actually doesn't care. What he wants is the magic of wedding clothes.

But he had no face to say such shameless words.

"Ji Han, although Saint Bai's inheritance is in prison, it is not our property. Don't think that Master Sun stole our things."

The old man reassured: "It was obtained by relying on strength."

The old man has also studied that mystery, so he knows how difficult it is.

"But there should be a magic wedding dress inside..."

Before Ji Han could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the old man.

"so what?"

The old man's expression became serious: "Go out, the retreat time is extended, when will you think clearly, and when will you come out again."

"I……"

Ji Han was not happy.

"go out!"