Chapter 909 (1/2)

”Master, what else do you want? Promise quickly

The Scarab urged.

This is a saint. If you want to take you as a disciple, what kind of reserve do you have?

Kowtow quickly.

After the village, there will be no shop.

In Kyushu, China, teachers are respected and the atmosphere of learning is very strong. To be able to join the hands of a famous teacher is what every student yearns for most.

How many people are there?

And how many Yasheng?

Therefore, to be able to worship under the door of a famous teacher with seven or eight stars is the most extravagant hope of everyone in this life. As for the nine star Yasheng?

Daydreaming also has to fall asleep.

Sun took a deep breath and refused: ”sorry, I don't know you.”

”Master, are you out of your mind? This is a saint. His thigh is so thick that you can hold it. He swore to his Majesty in the Tang Dynasty. He dare not do anything to you. Why are you so upset? ”

The Scarab is in a hurry.

”It's my fault!”

The sage of ten thousand leaves said: ”let me introduce myself. My name is Teng Wanye. I am good at botany, herbalism, alchemy, and so on. At the same time, I am proficient in poisonous insects, puppet techniques, animal control techniques, and some miscellaneous studies. I have learned the magic skill of Wanye lvzong, which is a holy level unique skill.”

”Master, what other people are good at is also what you have studied. If you follow it, you can definitely go further!”

The Scarab is blowing again.

Teng Wanye said that ”to be good at” and ”to be proficient” are called modesty. The former is absolutely the level of a great master, and the latter is a master level.

As for the subjects that have not been mentioned, they are only involved in certain subjects, and they are only specialized. In the eyes of sages, they are not worth mentioning.

”Thank you for your kindness. Please forgive me for refusing.”

Sun Mo bowed slightly this time.

Because Teng Wanye is one of the three sages of the Dark Dawn. He has a noble status and is extremely haunted. Even in the holy gate, he does not know much about his intelligence. But now, he is told by others.

This is really the sincerity that I want to pass on personally.

It's a pity

I don't like you.

”That's a pity.”

Teng Wanye looks at Sun Mo with a lost look.

When ordinary people die, when they still remember that their children and grandchildren die, they are really dead. There is no trace in this world.

Of course, ordinary people don't have any spiritual pursuit. They die.

But famous teachers are different.

Famous teachers hope that all over the world, especially those who are qualified to write books, hope to pass on their knowledge.

This is the case of the sage of Wanye.

His knowledge is so profound that non gifted students can't get it, so he cherishes sun mo.

This is just like those kings and heroes in ancient times. After catching the beautiful women, they were not allowed to kill them, but were accepted in the harem.

For famous teachers, students with outstanding talent are their ”beauties”.

Conquer a talented student, let them respectfully kneel in front of the body, listen to their earnest teaching, this can be compared to kill them from the body, can let the famous teachers harvest a sense of achievement.

So Teng Wanye snapped his fingers.

Whew!

A green seed, the size of a nail cap, flashed past and printed on Sun Mo's eyebrows.

Click! Click!

When the seed touched the skin, it immediately broke the ground and sprouted. It grew more than a dozen roots and wrapped sun Mo's head. Then he suddenly exerted force and strangled it.

”It's over. It's going to die.”