Chapter 432
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Roar!
The black monster, the Lightning Sprout, saw the young man approaching it. It suddenly took a few steps forward and roared ferociously. Electric sparks appeared on its forehead and all of its hair stood up like a sharp hedgehog.
The young man's expression did not change, but a ray of light suddenly flashed in his eyes. The wooden stick in his hand gently knocked on the ground, making a light sound. He still seemed to be standing casually, but his posture was already stretched, as if he would attack at any time.
The Thunder Sprout growled. Just as it was about to rush out, its body suddenly stopped and its eyeballs moved back slightly. The old man who watered the vegetables earlier stroked the Thunder Sprout's fur and slowly walked out.
"You want to bring a person?" The old man patted the lightning sprout and calmly looked at the youth: "Is it the child who has created a new legendary item?"
The youth smiled and said, "I only know that his name is Dean!"
The old man stared at him and slowly retracted his eyes. He gently touched the ears of the lightning sprout. The lightning sprout screamed and jumped back into the manor.
"He is a real genius. Are you sure you want to kill him?" The old man turned around and slowly entered the fortress behind the orchard.
The young man smiled, pushed open the door of the manor, and followed. He said, "This is the order of the higher-ups. This person used the power of the devil. If it wasn't for his good comprehension, I would have 'purified' him. This time, I'm just sending him to the monastery to let him think about it. If he knows what's good for him, then …"
"If you want to take him then take him." The old man interrupted him. His voice was emotionless as he said, "You'd better leave. I don't welcome outsiders here."
The young man was slightly startled. One of his feet was in midair. He paused for a moment as he looked at the old man's gradually disappearing figure. After a moment of silence, he slowly retracted his foot, bowed slightly, and turned around to leave the manor.
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The sun rose.
The warm sun shone on the Church Mountain. A new day had arrived.
The bell echoed on the top of the mountain, pushing away the morning mist. On the steps at the foot of the mountain, a black dot the size of an ant was moving forward. It was actually countless oracles of the Divine Hall dressed in luxurious clothes, walking the steps to the largest church castle in Mount Dejia.
Today was also the day that Dean announced to teach.
It was nine in the morning.
It was 7 o 'clock at the moment. All the architects got up and rushed to St. Peter's Cathedral. This was the place where the masters of the Temple of Elements gave their lectures. Since it was a public lecture, the lecture venue was the square in front of the Cathedral. The square was very vast. It was 185 meters long and 160 meters wide. It could accommodate 100,000 people.
There were a total of one hundred and eight towering pillars around the square. The statues of angels and goddesses were engraved on them, looking magnificent and magnificent.
There were many people gathered in the square. Naturally there weren't more than 100,000 architects from the 'Temple of Elements' but there were twenty or thirty thousand of them. The more they stood in the front, the clearer they could hear. At the moment they were scrambling for the most conspicuous position in the front. Not only could they hear Dean's words but they could also be chosen by him.
"There are still two hours before the lecture starts, and there are already so many people here. I guess there are already more than 10,000 people?" There was a trace of amazement in Eivissa's eyes as he looked at the noisy scene. In the past there were tens of thousands of people who came to listen to their master's public lectures. It was a big scene and it was worth to be proud of in front of other masters. But now it was nothing compared to the scene in front of him.
"Today is his first public lecture so it is inevitable that it will attract a lot of people. I estimate that at least 10,000 people will come. The total number of people in our Temple is only around 30,000. He is going to become famous." A lean old man said with a complex expression. He was Arsen who had a quarrel with Dean. Today he came with his friend Eivissa to watch the lecture.
Eivissa sighed: "Even the two of us have come. If the little guys don't come then they will be too unmotivated."
Arsen's mouth twitched: "I want to see what he is going to say. Hmph! Being able to create inventions doesn't mean that he can explain them. Teaching is a test of the accumulation of professional knowledge. He has just become a master but he dares to teach in public. He is arrogant. If he had studied in the library for three years then maybe he would have become a useful person!"
Eivissa knew that there was still resentment in his heart. He shook his head and whispered: "He has already become a useful person."
Arsen choked, and his face darkened.
"Hey!" At this time a figure came from the side. It was a square faced old man. He was wearing casual clothes. He smiled at the two: "You two old guys also came? Do you want to see his lecture? "
Eivissa looked up as he recognized the person: "Master Peter, you have come. What's the reason for us not to come?"
Arsen's face was still gloomy as he saw the old man. He turned his head and pretended not to notice.
The square-faced old man walked over and said with a smile, "If he hadn't said that he would teach ten days in advance, I really wouldn't have the time to come. I've been busy for a long time for this day. Now, I've brought a few of my good-for-nothing students here to take a look."
Eivissa laughed: "You are too polite. Kerry and Caspar are senior architects. I estimate that it will take less than two years for them to become new masters. Your ability to teach students is the best among us."
"I'm flattered." The square faced old man laughed.
Arsen frowned: "It's useless to become a new master. If it wasn't for Dean then they would be able to shine. But now that he has come out the others will become foils."
There was a trace of embarrassment on Eivissa's face.
The square faced old man's face slowly turned gloomy. He looked at Arsen: "I heard that you had a conflict with the legendary master? Why? You can't compete with him so you want to pull us in? "
Arsen's face changed as he didn't expect the old man to be so direct. He couldn't help but get angry: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Eivissa smiled awkwardly: "It's just a joke. Don't take it seriously."
The square faced old man coldly snorted: "Don't say a word? I'm not the one who started it. Some people are jealous of others because they can't compare with others. They don't work hard all day and are jealous of others. How dare they provoke me? Ridiculous! "
Arsen angrily said: "Who are you talking about? I'm jealous of him? When I became famous, he was still in his mother's womb! "
The square faced old man sneered: "You are old yet you want to compete with a child. Do you know that he wasn't born when you became famous? But now that you're about to be buried, you've been surpassed by others! "
"You!" Arsen's body trembled in anger.
The square-faced old man looked at him with a face full of mockery.
"What are you two arguing about?" A voice echoed from the side. A thin old man came over. It was Skagen.
Eivissa saw him and quickly said: "You persuade them."
Skagen came over and looked at both of them: "Today is the big day of Dean's lecture. We shouldn't make trouble here. We should be happy that new seeds are growing in the new season. We have a legendary master in the Temple. He will drive the Temple in the future and completely change the life of the outer wall!"
The square-faced old man looked at him and smiled. "I think so too, but I hate it the most when people speak ill of others behind their backs. Trying to sow discord? Really dirty! Hmph, he's already so old, yet he doesn't practice any magic all day. I don't know what he's thinking. He made a name for himself when he was young, but when he's old, he only knows how to gnaw on the mountain of gold he earned when he was young. He likes to bully the younger generation when he has nothing better to do, and he always talks about respecting his elders. Such a person, the value of his life that he created when he was young is wasted when he's old. "
"You!" Arsen glared at him.
Skagen smiled and said: "Alright, don't talk too much. Don't let the children laugh at you. A master should act like a master."
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