A famous artist's main achievements were in the arts and weren't of much help to cultivation. Hence, their status wasn't as high as a great teacher's.
However, a great teacher not only had a high star rank but was also a famous artist. This was different. It was a double halo, making people feel even more respect.
"It's not worth a mention!"
Sun Mo smiled faintly. Actually, he liked drawing very much because he could use it to cultivate one's character and relax one's mood.
For example, when he was tired from work, he could draw a picture of a beauty. Not only was it pleasing to the eye, but it was also practical. Moreover, it could be sold for money at crucial moments.
Sigh!
Living in the Nine Provinces, he couldn't even see a movie. He could only draw it himself.
Hu Qinglang's expression became even more respectful. Just when he wanted to thank Sun Mo, he suddenly thought of something and his expression turned worried.
The great warlocks in the tribe had said that the appearance of the wolf wasn't important. Even if it was ugly, it would be fine as long as it could be activated. Now that it had become good-looking, would it lose its effect?
Hu Qinglang wanted to give it a try, but he was worried that Sun Mo would misunderstand and think that he didn't trust him. Hence, he didn't dare to act recklessly.
In fact, Hu Qinglang didn't have much hope. After all, this wolf totem was the tribe's core secret. Only the great warlocks of the past knew how to draw it.
"Activate it!"
Sun Mo saw through Hu Qinglang's thoughts and sighed ruefully in his heart. As his reputation grew, people treated him more and more cautiously.
"En!"
Hu Qinglang nodded. After that, he took a deep breath and activated the wolf totem.
Bzz!
The totem lit up with a faint blue glow. The surrounding spirit qi immediately gathered and entered his body.
"F... F * ck!"
Hu Qinglang's eyes protruded from anger and he subconsciously cursed. The spirit qi absorption rate was at least three times greater than before.
Why was this happening?
Could it be because of his teacher?
That shouldn't be the case.
This was his first time drawing it. He couldn't possibly be more proficient than a great warlock, right? Even if he was proficient, it was impossible for the effect to increase by so much.
As he was shocked by the wolf totem's powerful effect, Hu Qinglang neglected the fact that Sun Mo had successfully restored it on his first try.
"How do you feel?"
Sun Mo asked.
"Awesome!"
After Hu Qinglang said that, he wanted to say something but hesitated. However, because this involved the wolf totem, he still mustered his courage and asked, "Teacher, why did the effect increase? Is it because it is more beautiful? "
"It has nothing to do with beauty!"
Sun Mo shrugged. "It's purely due to my sense of aesthetics. Hence, I modified it a little, reducing the craftiness and making it more domineering."
"…"
Hu Qing Lang was dumbfounded. This … this was possible? He could even change his image to his liking? What do you take our tribe's totem for?
The people in the tribe had to learn to draw this wolf totem from a young age, and if there was even the slightest mistake, they would be beaten, because the Great Shaman had said that even the slightest mistake was blasphemy to the Wolf God, and they would lose its protection.
Wait,
Could it be that the Wolf God also loved beauty?
"The effect became stronger because there was a mistake when you were drawing the wolf totem. I just fixed it."
Sun Mo explained.
"Ah? Mistake? Impossible! "
Hu Qinglang shook his head subconsciously. That Grand Warlock, who was over two hundred years old, had already drawn thousands of wolf totems. How could he be wrong?
However, Hu Qinglang immediately recalled something. On his sixth birthday, when he got this wolf totem, he was very happy. In the end, after his father saw it, he went out and fought with the Grand Warlock. The sumptuous celebration dinner was also canceled.
From then on, his father looked at him with a gaze of regret, as if he was looking at a treasure that had a flaw. Moreover, his quarrels with the Grand Warlock also increased.
Now that he thought about it, it must be because the Grand Warlock made a mistake when he was drawing his own wolf totem, causing his relationship with his father to turn sour.
Sssss!
If Teacher Sun could really fix the flaw in the wolf totem, then to the tribe …
Hu Qinglang thought of the crucial point and couldn't help but draw in a breath of cold air.
One must know that no one was perfect. It was impossible for the Grand Warlock to draw the wolf totem perfectly every time. There were also people in the tribe who became crippled because they failed to draw it.
"Teacher Sun, if the wolf totem is broken, can you fix it?"
Hu Qinglang stared at Sun Mo. After asking about the drawing, he nervously gulped down a mouthful of saliva.
"Yes!"
Sun Mo nodded.
Hu Qinglang immediately became agitated. Those 'cripples' in the tribe could be saved.
Doubting Sun Mo's words?
It was impossible.
It was because great teachers of this level cherished their reputation very much. If they couldn't do it, they wouldn't promise anything.
Moreover, Hu Qinglang was a living example.
"Qinglang, although this totem is good, don't be overly reliant on it. Otherwise, your future achievements will be limited."
Sun Mo warned.
"This student will heed the lesson."
Hu Qinglang hurriedly knelt on the ground and respectfully kowtowed nine times.
Ding!
Favorable impression points from Hu Qinglang + 10000. Reverence (10630/100000).
"Get up!"
Sun Mo's expression didn't change, but he was greatly astonished in his heart. This Hu Qinglang was too grateful. Compared to Xiao RiNan, he was many times better.
It was a pity that Hu Qinglang already had a personal teacher.
Hu Qinglang contributed so many favorable impression points because he was completely shocked by Sun Mo's outstanding skills. Sun Mo had understood the tribe's core secret in such a short time and could even fix it. This was even more difficult than drawing a picture.
When tribesmen fought and their totems were damaged, they would wait for them to repair themselves. This was because even great shamans didn't have such skills.
And now, Hu Qinglang could clearly sense that the amount of spirit qi he was absorbing was at least two times more than before.
This meant that his cultivation speed could increase again. How much time would he save in this lifetime?
(O Wolf God, this student is really too lucky to be able to meet Teacher Sun.)
If it wasn't for the fact that he already had a personal teacher, he would really want to acknowledge Teacher Sun as his master.
"Go and fight. I hope you can get a good ranking."
Sun Mo encouraged him.
"Mn!"
Hu Qinglang bowed again and left the tent. After that, he sprinted. He wanted to quickly write down this matter and send it to his father.
In the tribe, there had always been many people who felt that they couldn't become warriors because their wolf totems were crippled. Hence, they gave up and committed suicide.
Moreover, these people had been living at the bottom because they didn't have the strength to do so. If Teacher Sun could fix their totems...
Not only could he awaken their fighting spirit, but he could also increase the tribe's strength.
Hu Qinglang felt that his father's goal of annexing the surrounding tribes and expanding their territory could be realized.
Outside the tent, over ten male students gathered. When they saw Hu Qinglang, they came up to him.
"Student Hu, let's have a fight later?"
"Do you understand the principle of first come, first served?"
"Senior Hu, I've long heard of your name and specially came to seek guidance."
A group of male students fought to be the first. They had all heard that Hu Qinglang was injured and had rushed over to pick a pushover.
"Hehe!"
Hu Qingliang sneered. His sharp gaze swept past these people. (You guys want to take advantage of me while I'm down? Are you guys even worthy?)
"Senior Hu, my cultivation base is the lowest!"
A male god self-destructed, wanting to use the fact that his cultivation base was lower to tempt Hu Qingliang. After all, a lower cultivation base meant that it was easier to fight.
"Scram!"
Hu Qingliang berated, "Either I don't fight, or I fight against a strong enemy. Who is the strongest among you guys?"
His words were filled with tyranny.
This also caused the ten male students to be stunned as they looked at him in astonishment.
There was no problem. This guy must be sick in the head.
"It's me!"
A muscular young man walked out. He had a tone that said 'I'm not in a hurry. Let's have a fair fight after you rest for two hours. "
"No need, I'm in a hurry."
Hu Qinglang didn't draw his blade. Instead, he stretched out his claws and assumed an attacking stance.
Everyone was stunned. Their gazes fell on Hu Qinglang's body. It was still the blood-stained and torn clothes.
"Since Student Hu insists, then I won't stand on ceremony."
After the young man bowed, he rushed over impatiently.
Only a fool wouldn't want a free victory.
Hehe, so no matter how strong one's combat power was, it was not as good as one's brain.
Boom!
Hu Qinglang's body suddenly erupted with spiritual energy. His gaze also instantly became ferocious, like a hungry and savage lone wolf.
After the young man's gaze met with Hu Qinglang's, his heart skipped a beat.
Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid!
It's just that his aura was adjusted more fiercely.
He's injured. I definitely won't lose.
Then, in the next instant, the young man saw a fist rapidly hammering over. Before he could react, his nose was punched.
Bang!
The young man's mouth and nose spurted blood as he flew out.
Ah?
The ten male students around were all stunned.
Why was he so fast?
Was this also the speed of a fist that an injured person could throw?
Wasn't it too ferocious to insta-kill with a single punch?
Pffft!
Hu Qinglang spat out a mouthful of saliva and stared at these people. "This punch is for you guys to remember. Don't always think of taking advantage of others.
"With such a mentality, you guys will never become strong in your lifetime.
"Also, when I fight, I have always jumped levels to challenge others."
Seeing Hu Qinglang entering the tent, everyone's faces were filled with shame. After that, they scattered in all directions.
At the same time, they felt a hint of admiration for Hu Qinglang.
"Damn, insta-killing an opponent. How satisfying!"
Hu Qinglang grinned and bowed in the direction of the tent. "Thank you, Teacher Sun. If it wasn't for you, I would have made a fool out of myself this time around."
Hu Qinglang took out a pen and paper. He quickly finished writing the letter and left in a hurry. He still wanted to continue fighting.
"With the new totem that Teacher Sun has repaired, I feel that I can fight ten of them."
At this moment, Hu Qinglang was filled with confidence.
However, after running for a distance, Hu Qinglang suddenly smacked his head in frustration. (Damn it, I forgot something.)
Hu Qinglang turned and rushed toward the tent where the judges were at.
He had obtained Sun Mo's guidance and obtained victory. According to the rules, he should report this to the judges. After the judges verified it, they would give Sun Mo a white star.
"Sigh, based on the help Teacher Sun has given me, I feel that it wouldn't be too much to give him ten white stars."
Hu Qinglang sighed ruefully.
...
Sun Mo didn't know that Hu Qinglang was still thinking about him. When he, Mei Ziyu, and Duanmu Li were searching for targets in the campsite for guidance, they heard the system's voice ringing out.
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