Jing Bushou said respectfully, "Of course I'm willing. However, if you don't explain it clearly, how can I believe you?"
"I don't need you to believe me!"
The old man grabbed Jing Bushou. Before Jing Bushou could react, his Sea Swallowing Seashell appeared in the old man's hand.
Jing Bushou was shocked and angry, but he didn't dare to do anything. Not to mention that he had just recovered his Jinshi status through the Guild of Divine Craftsmen, the old man's identity was a huge deterrent.
Jing Bushou was a great scholar of the Five Realms. Even though his position was very low, his eyesight couldn't be wrong. Just now, his Sea Swallowing Seashell didn't fly into the old man's hand, but teleported there. Not even a scholar could do that. At least, Half-saint's main body had to be here to do that.
Then, who in the industrial world could do that?
In Jing Bushou's eyes, the old man's identity was becoming clearer.
The old man snorted and said, "I let you in for a test, not for you to abuse your power! The things in the Sea Swallowing Seashell will be with the Old Man for now. When you leave the industrial world, the Old Man will return them to you. "
After the old man finished speaking, he touched his Sea Swallowing Seashell. A golden light flashed, and then he threw it into Jing Bushou's hand.
Jing Bushou took it and looked at it with mixed feelings.
There was still his imprint in the Sea Swallowing Seashell, but everything inside had disappeared. Other than the will of the industrial world left by Zhuge Saint, only the owner of Half-saint's former residence could do that. Now that Half-saint's former residence didn't have an owner, his previous guess was correct.
Jing Bushou sighed softly and said, "I understand, I will not do such things in the future. However, someone did it before. How are you going to deal with it? "
"That's why he's in seclusion," the old man said.
Jing Bushou's face lit up. He took a deep breath and said, "If that's the case, I'm willing to lead the industrial world to glory."
The old man nodded and said, "Very good. Do you know what you're going to do next? "
Jing Bushou immediately replied, "After many days of research, this junior has deduced that the Craftsman Realm is a pure Craftsman world created by Sage Zhuge. He wants to help the human race become stronger through the advancement of Craftsman technology. Therefore, I've decided to give up on the other Saint Paths and focus on the Craftsman Saint Path. I'll first integrate myself into the craftsman world, then reach the pinnacle of the craftsman world, and only then can I lead the craftsman world. "
"You're worth teaching." The old man nodded.
Jing Bushou was an old man, but he was not angry at being treated like a child by the elder. Instead, he looked forward to it.
Jing Bushou asked, "Why didn't you choose Fang Yun?"
"He can never become a member of the Gong Family," answered the old man.
Jing Bushou understood that the elder meant that Fang Yun was already the leader of the Political Path and was indeed not suitable to take over. He then said, "Why didn't you choose Jing Lan?"
The old man smiled and said, "Why would I only choose you?"
"You …" Jing Bushou's expression changed drastically. He did not expect that he was not the only one.
The old man said proudly, "Just like those demons and barbarians, they were born to train the scholars of the craftsman world. If I only choose you, there will be no restrictions. You will definitely be arrogant and think that you are the only one who is favored. That will go against the original intention of creating the craftsman world. "
Jing Bushou was expressionless and did not speak.
"In the eyes of the Old Man, you are insignificant. The improvement of the craftsman world is the only thing he wants. Since the Old Man chose you, you will definitely have the chance to be first. As for the others, what does that have to do with you? However, in the end, you are the person this old man has chosen. This old man will bestow upon you a document. When necessary, take it out. You can use it to command the workers, or you can summon this old man to save your life! "
With that, the old man raised his hand, and a sacred page appeared in front of Jing Bushou. There was a strange rune on the page.
Jing Bushou sighed and put away the rune sacred page. He cupped his hands at the old man and said, "Thank you for your favor. I will not let you down and lead the craftsman world to glory."
The old man said coldly, "As the head of an aristocratic family, you are so dispirited. The Old Man must have misjudged you. Forget it, the Old Man will make an exception and promise you. Once you can lead the craftsman world to glory, the Eight Front Formation, Wooden Ox Horse, and Zhuge Liang's path to sainthood will all belong to you. "
"Really?" Jing Bushou was overjoyed.
As the head of an aristocratic family, he did not need the Eight Front Formation and Wooden Ox Horse. After all, the Jing family also had two Half-saint treasures. However, the path to sainthood was too important. Even the ancestors of the Jing family did not leave behind a complete path to sainthood.
Zhuge Liang's achievements were far greater than the ancestors of the Jing family. If he could enjoy Zhuge Liang's path to sainthood alone, Jing Bushou believed that he could at least become a literary hero and even have hope of becoming a saint.
"You, take care of yourself."
With that, the old man's body slowly dissipated.
"How should I address you, Senior?" Jing Bushou shouted.
"In front of me, you are just a child. You can call me Old Grandpa." With that, the old man completely disappeared.
"Old Grandpa …" Jing Bushou looked at the place where the old man disappeared. His eyes gradually brightened and his fists tightened. He kept thinking.
"There is no mistake. This is the will of the craftsman world left behind by Zhuge Liang. He can be considered Zhuge Liang's clone. It seems that Fang Yun's identity as the leader of the political path forced him to help me and let me beat Fang Yun. After all, what Saint Zhuge wants is a pure Gong world, not a Gong world that is influenced by politics. "
"I was hoping that Jing Lan would pass the test, but now I can only do it myself. I am the head of an aristocratic family. For the sake of the Jing family, he must listen to my orders. Once I take control of the craftsman world, I will definitely compensate him. "
"As for that Lei Tingyu, hmph. His goal is just to use us as his stepping stones. From the beginning to the end, the Great Scholar of Sea Cliff has never sincerely cooperated with him. If not for Raikonghe's sudden appearance, we would have let the mermaids delay him and prevent him from finding the secret treasury of the Dragons. "
As Jing Bushou thought to himself, he looked into the distance. His face was filled with excitement, and his heart was surging.
He clenched his fists tightly and muttered to himself, "How long has it been since I last had this feeling? The last time was when I took the imperial exam for the first time! The craftsman world will definitely belong to the Old Man. "
Not long after, Lei Tingyu slowly walked into the courtyard of the Famous Craftsmen Workshop in Shu City. His eyes shone brightly and he was filled with pride.
Not long after, Jing Lan, the owner of the Craftsmen Workshop, smiled and muttered to himself.
"As expected, he will choose me."
At this moment, Fang Yun had already flown out of the poisonous desert and continued to fly toward Haijiang City.
He held the Heaven and Earth Shell in his right hand.
"These two people have a lot of good things!"
Everything in Lei Tingyu's and Jing Bushou's seashells had fallen into Fang Yun's hands. As for the treasures of Jing Lan and the other Great Scholars, Fang Yun did not care about them.
In fact, after entering the Sacred Land, Fang Yun had already passed the test. After becoming a scholar in the Sacred Land, Fang Yun had become the leader of the craftsman world, the owner of the former residence of Zhuge Half-saint.
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