Swoosh!
Sun Mo opened his eyes. His eyes shone with a bright light, and his body exuded a powerful and refined aura.
This was the remnant aura of the saint's inheritance. Because it was too imposing, Ji Han and the others didn't dare to speak for a moment, worried that they might offend him.
BOOM!
As the three lines of words turned into motes of light and dissipated, the thick stone wall also rumbled and completely shattered into powder, drifting in the air.
"It's gone! The saint's inheritance is gone! "
Ji Han stared at the wall in a daze. He suddenly raised his right hand and slapped the right side of his face.
Pak!
Ji Han really regretted it to death.
(Why did I have to take Sun Mo down a notch? It's like sending my daughter to be defiled by someone else.)
"Haha, Teacher Ji, my condolences!"
Pang Tong teased.
The other examinees also revealed smiles. This was called going for wool and coming home shorn. Ji Han wanted to use this riddle to trap and kill the examinees, but Sun Mo turned the tables on him.
"Teacher Sun is really amazing!"
The old farmer praised. His tone was respectful and he even addressed Sun Mo respectfully.
Sun Mo glanced at the corpse on the ground and sighed. After that, he walked out of the prison. "Everyone, I'm going back for seclusion. I'll take my leave first."
"Wait a minute!"
Ji Han subconsciously called out.
Sun Mo halted his steps and looked at Ji Han with a smile.
Ji Han was filled with questions, but he was too embarrassed to ask them. After all, he was the one who provoked Sun Mo first.
Luckily, someone couldn't hold it in.
"Teacher Sun, what's going on with this riddle?"
Pang Tong was too embarrassed to directly ask what inheritance Sun Mo had obtained and beat around the bush. However, Lian Hongying was very direct. "Teacher Sun, what did you obtain?"
Everyone stared at Sun Mo anxiously, like many wild dogs waiting to be fed.
"Nothing much!"
Sun Mo shrugged.
Hearing this, everyone felt a little better. After all, it was like everyone saw a wallet on the ground at the same time and someone picked it up first. If there were tens of thousands of dollars inside, they'd definitely be infuriated to death. But if there were only a few cents inside, it didn't matter.
But at the next moment, they heard the second half of Sun Mo's sentence.
"It's the knowledge and experience of weaponsmithing, spiritual control, and medicine!"
Sun Mo smiled and looked at Ji Han. "Oh right, ancestor-level!"
Sun Mo didn't dare to say that he had inherited the Wedding Robe Divine Art. After all, this thing was too sinister, and it was easy for others to kill him. As for the Wedding Robe Halo, he was already familiar with it. But if he wanted to unleash it, he still needed to continue tempering the Wedding Robe Divine Art and work hard to comprehend it.
"…"
Everyone stared at Sun Mo's departing back view. It was as if their stomachs were filled with lemonade, feeling sour to death.
"What should we do? I really want to beat him to death! "
Lian Hongying bit her lips.
"Let's go, I'll pass you the knife!"
A master teacher spoke to him.
Of course, everyone was just joking. Putting aside whether they could defeat him or not, just based on his current fame, if someone killed him, they would be hunted down by the Great Tang Empire and the Saint Gate!
You wish to become a dark master teacher?
No way!
Dean Bai of the Dragonspirit Manor was Sun Mo's best friend. He was a hegemon in the dark great teacher world.
Sun Mo returned to the residence Ji Han had allocated to him. After casually checking around and ascertaining that there were no problems, he immediately entered a meditative state.
Although he had obtained the saint's inheritance, it was like forcing a duck to swallow a piece of cake. If he wanted to convert it into his own nutrients, he still had to seriously 'digest' it.
The Wedding Robe Divine Art had to be practiced diligently, but this place clearly wasn't suitable. Moreover, Sun Mo had already grasped several kinds of peerless-grade saint-tier cultivation arts. Hence, there was no rush.
Sun Mo didn't know much about medicine. Hence, his priority was the art of spiritual control and weaponsmithing.
Sun Mo was now a grandmaster spirit controller. If he learned this first, he would definitely be able to get twice the results with half the effort. But honestly speaking, the influence of this subject on the development of the world was simply too weak.
In the end, Sun Mo chose weaponsmithing.
If this subject was placed in the modern era, it would be similar to industrial technology and could promote the advancement of science and technology.
Sun Mo didn't have the time to draw spirit runes one by one. Hence, he had long since wanted to create a spirit rune industrial production line. If he could mass-produce all kinds of spirit runes, the world would change.
...
Ji Han hurried over to the office.
Bang!
He didn't knock on the door and directly slammed it open. "Teacher, something bad has happened!"
"You are already over 100 years old. Why are you still so anxious?"
In the room, an old man didn't raise his head. He continued to bend over his desk and do questions. The teapot beside him didn't move, but it floated up by itself and brewed a cup of tea. After that, the teacup floated toward Ji Han.
Pak!
Ji Han caught the teacup, but he wasn't in the mood to drink it. "Teacher, the three lines of words in East Bai's cell have been deciphered."
"Mn?"
The old man's right hand paused and he lifted his head in astonishment. "Was it done by an examinee?"
As the warden, the old man had worked here for over 300 years. He was very familiar with the situation of the entire prison. In that case, this accident must have been caused by an outsider. And recently, a batch of examinees had arrived.
"It's Sun Mo!"
Ji Han's tone was filled with unhappiness.
"Little Han, your heart is in a mess!"
The old man lectured, "So what if he has inherited Saint Bai's inheritance? There's no need to be so biased. As long as he is a good great teacher, we should congratulate him. "
"This student has benefited from your teaching."
Ji Han lowered his head, admitting defeat verbally. However, he couldn't feel at ease in his heart.
When he was sent to this godforsaken place to guard, he already disliked the Saint Gate and started to hate those great teachers.
(If I was in the Nine Provinces, I would be more famous than them.)
"How's the progress of the experiment?"
The old man changed the topic.
"I'm still at a 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 and walk, but what's the point of all these things?"
The old man put down his brush and looked straight at Ji Han. "Ji Han, go into seclusion for three months. Recently, your mentality has been getting more and more impatient!"
Ji Han wasn't convinced, but he didn't dare to disobey the old man. He could only hold it in.
"This student understands."
After Ji Han said that, he shifted the topic to Sun Mo. "What about Saint Bai's inheritance? What about Sun Mo? "
"What do you want to do?"
The old man counter-asked.
"..."
Ji Han wanted to say that he wanted to force Sun Mo to hand over the inheritance. Although the ancestor-level knowledge was precious, he didn't care. What he wanted was the Wedding Garment Divine Art.
However, he didn't have the face to say such shameless words.
"Ji Han, although Saint Bai's inheritance is placed in the prison, it doesn't belong to us. Don't feel that Great Teacher Sun stole our things."
The old man consoled, "That's something he obtained with his own strength."
The old man had also researched that mystery before. Hence, he knew how difficult it was.
"But there should be the Wedding Garment Divine Art inside..."
Before Ji Han finished speaking, he was interrupted by the old man.
"So what?"
The old man's expression turned cold. "Just go out. The seclusion time will be extended. You can come out only after you have thought it through."
"I..."
Ji Han was unhappy.
"Get out!"
The old man berated.
Ji Han bowed and left the office.
"Sun Mo?"
The old man muttered, "I hope that Teacher Bai's knowledge isn't a pearl before swine!"
Back then, when the old man was in the Impassable Prison, he was still young and had seen Saint Bai who was imprisoned. Saint Bai had taught him many things.
This included the Wedding Garment Divine Art. However, the old man didn't tell anyone about this.
Wherever there were people, there would be disputes over benefits.
The old man's surname was Hu Xingjiang. When he was young, he was an absolute genius and had already gained great fame at a young age. However, his personal teacher's background was rather ordinary.
There was a secondary saint who wanted to headhunt Hu Xingjiang and was even willing to betroth his daughter to Hu Xingjiang. In the end, Hu Xingjiang rejected, saying that he wouldn't marry anyone other than the top three beauties on the Devastating Beauty Rankings.
This time around, he offended a secondary saint. Hence, Hu Xingjiang and his personal teacher were suppressed.
His teacher was wrongly accused and his reputation was damaged. In the end, he died of depression. Hu Xingjiang endured for a few years but couldn't endure it any longer. It was a major character in the great teacher world who helped him hide in the Impassable Prison.
When that secondary saint died, Hu Xingjiang's best years were also over. However, his temper had also been tempered. He was disheartened and wasn't willing to return to the Nine Provinces. Hence, he continued to stay here and worked hard to enlighten those prisoners, wanting them to turn over a new leaf.
This kind of ascetic life allowed Hu Xingjiang to put more energy into cultivation and research. Hence, he became a secondary saint.
It could be said that the great teachers working in the prison were all unlucky fellows who weren't able to achieve their ambitions and were also protected and guided by Hu Xingjiang.
As a secondary saint, ordinary geniuses were no longer able to receive his attention. At this moment, he opened the drawer and took out the information bag that contained the examinees' files.
(Tsk, isn't this resume a little too good?)
To think that he had such achievements at such a young age?
When he saw that Li Ziqi, whom Secondary Saint Zhou didn't want, had become the youngest great teacher in the Nine Provinces and had displayed extraordinary results in the Five Countries Mock Battle, slapping Secondary Saint Zhou's face fiercely, even Secondary Saint Hu, who had cultivated to a state of being unperturbed, couldn't help but praise him.
"He's more amazing than me!"
Hu Xingjiang sighed ruefully. After that, a hint of worry appeared on his face.
(It's a pity that you shouldn't have come to the prison!)
...
Time was like the footsteps of his ex-wife. When she left, there was no sound at all.
In the blink of an eye, a year passed.
"I feel that I'm finished!"
Pang Tong lay paralyzed on the bed, staring at the ceiling with a look of despair.
It had been half a year and he had gained nothing. Those great teachers who were imprisoned didn't even want to converse with him.
"This isn't something that humans should do. Do you think that Secondary Saint Zhou used his connections to deliberately make things difficult for Sun Mo? In the end, we were implicated as well? "
Wu You was also in despair. "I heard that Secondary Saint Zhou was the one who messed with the Ancient Virtue Building's examination."
"It's too late for regrets!"
Pang Tong turned over. "Where's Sun Mo? Is he still meditating? "
"En!"
Wu You was envious. "The saint's inheritance he obtained must be priceless!"
"Don't bother about Sun Mo. Which level are you at now?"
Pang Tong was curious.
There were a total of seven levels in the prison. Only by solving the puzzles of each level would one be qualified to continue going down.
"I'm stuck at the fifth level."
Wu You sighed.
Everyone had participated in the examination this time around with the intention of learning some knowledge from the prisoners. However, they hadn't gained anything up until now.
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