Taverns were naturally formed in places where people gathered. Everyone didn't care about what good wine they could drink. The most important thing was to be able to brag to others.
If one didn't brag, they would rather die.
The Battlegod Tavern was the greatest social gathering place in the Battlegod Canyon. Usually, the mainstream topic would be someone who had broken through a few stages of the canyon. Everyone would feel emotional, envious, or gossiping.
Or a certain 'courtesan queen' would come here to fish for gold.
Everyone's expressions were filled with excitement and a hint of wretchedness. They would tactfully ask about the price, and after knowing that they couldn't afford it, they would curse that meat was precious. After that, they would drink inferior shaodaozi and lead a befuddled life.
After all, everything could be found in dreams.
Because the Battlegod Canyon was located in the second level of the Darkness Continent, there were dangerous spirit qi tides and spirit fantasy reactions. Hence, the communication with the outside world wasn't smooth.
The majority of these people would place their attention on the murals in the Battlegod Canyon, hoping to comprehend the Battlegod Catalog as soon as possible.
But recently, there was a great teacher named Sun Mo.
No matter who it was, no matter where they went in the small town, even people who didn't know each other would mention Sun Mo's name.
They would inquire about him, hoping to obtain more information.
It was already very impressive to be able to help others comprehend the true meaning of the murals.
In the past, there were people whose comprehension abilities weren't good enough. Hence, they spent a huge price to purchase experience from those geniuses who had already entered the depths of the canyon.
Those geniuses also sincerely told them the trick, but those who spent money still couldn't succeed.
This was the mystery of the Battlegod murals.
Everyone might see the same murals, but the things they comprehended were different. There was no standard answer as to how to pass the stage.
Hence, Sun Mo's guidance allowed all the students of the Central Province Academy to pass. This was the most terrifying thing. In any case, no one had done this in several hundred years.
Hence, many people admired Sun Mo. Although they only gained a few points of favorable impression points, with so many people added up, the amount was already very considerable.
In truth, Sun Mo wasn't as strong as they imagined. Some high-star great teachers could also guide students, but they didn't do so.
This was because the educational philosophy of the Middle-Earth Nine Provinces was that the students should comprehend things themselves while the teachers were supplementary.
As for Sun Mo, he directly told his students how to obtain the answer.
This was like a student encountering an extremely difficult math problem. Sun Mo would directly tell them how to solve the problem, what formula to use, and what the train of thought of the person who came up with the problem was.
But for the teachers of the Nine Provinces, they would let the students do it themselves for half a year before opening their mouths to guide them. They believed that in the process of thinking, even if the students couldn't reach the correct conclusion, these experiences would become powerful nutrients.
Naturally, the reason why Sun Mo dared to tell them this was because he had deciphered the spirit runes on the murals. He knew that even if he racked his brains and comprehended them himself, there wouldn't be much meaning to it.
"Is Sun Mo at his limit? It's been a few days, and there's still no movement? "
A scar-faced man squatted in the latrine pit, playing with toilet paper.
"You guys are too anxious. How many days has it been since Great Teacher Sun came to the Battlegod Canyon? Wouldn't it be abnormal if he comprehended it? "
A sound came from the side of the toilet.
"That's right. Sun Mo is too outstanding, so much so that I've forgotten that spending a few months or even a few years to comprehend it is already something worth flaunting."
Scarface sighed. The gap between people was really big.
"That's why I said, calm down a little. I feel that this wait will take at least three months."
The voice speculated, "Just a little more and it would take at least half a year. After all, the murals at the back are getting harder and harder."
"Sigh, I really want to see those murals at the back!"
Scarface sighed.
At this moment, a loud shout suddenly rang out from outside. After that, the sound of messy footsteps could be heard.
"What's going on?"
Scarface bent his legs and stood up, looking out of the latrine pit. Was there a fire?
"Quickly go and take a look. Sun Mo is about to enter the canyon to clear the stage."
A clear shout rang out, causing the scar-faced man to involuntarily curse.
"Damn, is this real or fake?"
After Scarface shouted, he suddenly came to a realization.
"Yes, I also have to hurry up!"
Scarface grew anxious. He didn't want to miss out on such a rare scene. Hence, he hurriedly squatted down to wipe his butt. However, he discovered that because he was too nervous earlier, the toilet paper had been crushed into a ball.
When he unfolded it, it was already tattered and couldn't be used anymore.
"..."
Scarface wanted to curse. After that, he glanced at the side. "Brother, do you have any extra toilet paper? Give me a... "
Bang!
The person at the side smashed open the door of the latrine pit that was made of bamboo and rushed out. His pants were only pulled up halfway.
"Brother, brother, damn, don't be in such a hurry to leave. Toilet paper, give me a piece of toilet paper!"
Scarface grew anxious. He pushed open the bamboo door and took two steps out. However, that brother had long since disappeared.
(What should I do now?)
When Scarface heard the commotion outside, he lowered his head and glanced. He gritted his teeth, pulled up his pants, and rushed toward the Battlegod Canyon.
After running for tens of meters, he suddenly stopped.
(Wait, even if Sun Mo is comprehending the true meaning of the murals, he should be in the fourth part of the canyon, right? (I'm someone who has only passed the second part of the canyon. Even if I go there, I won't be able to see anything.)
However, when he saw that the main road was bustling with activity and everyone was rushing toward the Battlegod Canyon, Scarface tightened his belt and quickened his pace.
Not being able to see Sun Mo comprehending the murals would be a great regret in life. In the future, he wouldn't even have the qualifications to brag in the inn. Even the little girls who served him couldn't be bothered to glance at him.
...
In the canyon, Sun Mo had a speechless look on his face.
(Is there a need for you guys to be so serious?)
He had been thinking about the entire plan when he saw people coming in unceasingly. Not long later, the fourth part of the canyon was filled to the brim.
Those who had the ability to come in were all here.
Although they were waiting under the stone walls and pretending to be comprehending the murals, their gazes were frequently glancing toward Sun Mo.
They didn't dare to watch directly because in this era where arts couldn't be taught easily and techniques couldn't be imparted to outsiders, it was a very immoral thing to watch others.
"Pffft, these people are so interesting!"
Qin Yaoguang bit on a tanghulu and smiled until her eyes were curved.
As they were worried that they would disturb Sun Mo, they did their best to stay as far away from him as possible, giving him some space. However, there weren't many places in the canyon to begin with, and there were many people who came today. Hence, when they were squeezed together, it was like a fishing net that was filled with harvests.
"Teacher's face is really great!"
Lu Zhiruo sighed ruefully.
"Now that Teacher is here, I can't comprehend anymore."
Xuanyuan Po's lips twitched, feeling unhappy. Were these people sick? Couldn't they rely on themselves?
If there were no challenges in life, what meaning would there be in it?
"Cough, cough!"
Ying Baiwu coughed, feeling very uncomfortable. However, she didn't forget to keep an eye on the surroundings. If someone wanted to disrupt her teacher's comprehension, she would immediately shoot that person to death.
"I want to see how your performance is!"
In the crowd, Bai Hao crossed his arms before his chest and stared at Sun Mo.
Honestly speaking, he was also very confused since he entered the fourth part of the canyon. He hadn't gained anything at all.
There was no solution to it. There weren't even murals, so how was he going to comprehend them?
"Teacher Sun, should we clear the area?"
He Wei rushed over and kept wiping the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief. How many years had it been since the Battlegod Canyon was so lively?
What if something happened?
"Great Teacher Sun, you don't have to worry. No one would dare to say anything."
The assistant also flattered him.
If it was before, people would surely scold Sun Mo for clearing the area. But now, everyone would at most grumble a little because this was already the fourth part of the canyon.
Someone who cleared three parts of the canyon in five days had the qualifications to do so.
"There's no need for that!"
Sun Mo smiled.
"Great Teacher Sun, stop dragging things out. Let's start!"
"That's right, let's hurry up!"
"Could it be that the murals require some methods before they can be activated?"
Some people urged and some people asked. For a time, a commotion broke out again.
"Everyone, please maintain silence!"
He Wei reminded, but no one paid attention to him. However, when Sun Mo lifted his head and looked at the stone wall, taking the first step, the voices in the surroundings instantly vanished.
"..."
He Wei suddenly felt very sullen. (I'm appointed by the Saint Gate to be the manager of the Battlegod Canyon. Do I have no face at all?
Do you all dare to give me some face?)
"Zhiruo, sword!"
Sun Mo turned his head and instructed.
"Oh!"
The papaya girl pulled out Evil Vanquisher and tossed it to Sun Mo.
Although in this era, it was fashionable to wear swords and famous blades, Sun Mo didn't like it. It was because he felt that great teachers shouldn't be so ferocious.
Wearing Evil Vanquisher made him feel like an invincible swordsman instead of a great teacher who taught by example.
Moreover, Sun Mo was also very comfortable with the black sandalwood wooden blade.
It was like beads or walnuts. After holding it for too long, he wouldn't bear to let it go.
"Wow, what sword is this? Does anyone recognize it? It's so beautiful! "
Some people who loved weapons exclaimed in shock.
The sword's blade and hilt were carved with dragons and phoenixes, looking extremely gorgeous. The sword's hilt was a pair of small wings that were spread out. It was silvery-white in color and looked incomparably sacred.
"It feels like Evil Vanquisher?"
"Are you saying that it's the pinnacle masterpiece of swordsmithing grandmaster Ou Yezi? It can't be, right? Wasn't it said to be lost? "
"Definitely not. If it's really Evil Vanquisher, would it be held by a little girl?"
After hearing this argument, everyone felt the same way.
In any case, if they had Evil Vanquisher, they would surely lock it in the cellar of their houses and check it before they slept every day. Otherwise, if they lost it, their hearts would ache to death.
"Can you all maintain silence?"
A few people who were talking felt a little unhappy when they heard this. They turned their heads and wanted to retort, but after seeing Bai Hao's face, they smiled and expressed their apologies.
There was no solution to it. The second ranker on the Great Teachers Hero Rankings had the Westshore Military School as his backing. Who could afford to offend him?
Sun Mo walked out over ten meters and suddenly increased his speed, running toward the stone wall. After he neared it, he directly leaped up.
Pak, pak, pak!
Sun Mo stepped on the stone wall and after he reached a height of over 20 meters, he directly stabbed Evil Vanquisher in.
Ssss!
Evil Vanquisher was as expected of a peerless-grade saint-tier famous sword. It could cut through metal like mud and easily stabbed into the stone wall, stabilizing Sun Mo's body in the air.
"Ah?"
At the sight of this scene, the assistant was directly stunned. The Saint Gate had a clear rule that no one was allowed to damage the stone wall. But Sun Mo's sword...
He Wei, who was at the side, directly covered his face with his palms.
(I really didn't see it!)
(Sigh, I shouldn't have come!)
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