Chapter 464: kowtow
Chapter 464 Kowtow
"The little girl's talent is indeed good, and she also meets the qualifications of the old man's successor, but the old man is already exhausted, and his intentions are powerless."
Sage Master Lingyuan sighed, looking at Xu Xing'er with a trace of regret.
When Mo Fan suggested that the Lingyuan Saint Master should be passed on to her, Xu Xinger was still a little excited.
It's just that what Master Lingyuan said later made her a little regretful.
After finally coming here, I found out that Master Lingyuan could no longer inherit.
There is no trace of formation in the pagoda, it is clean and disappointing.
If she just chatted with Master Lingyuan, Xu Xing'er really wasn't very interested.
She is not an ordinary person, it's not that she has never seen a Ninth Grade Formation Master.
She came to look for the inheritance place of Master Lingyuan, in order to get clues to the inheritance, and to study the god-level formation masters that have existed in the formation master world for tens of thousands of years.
Hearing that Master Lingyuan could no longer open the inheritance, he naturally had many regrets in his heart.
Mo Fan also knew that the energy left by Master Lingyuan had been exhausted, and this effect was what he wanted.
Let Xu Xinger despair first, and then give her hope.
In this way, she can be her apprentice wholeheartedly.
If they are all taught by Master Lingyuan, whose apprentice is Xu Xinger?
"Okay, I understand, let's go back and rest." Mo Fan nodded, casually sent Master Lingyuan back to sleep.
It seems that what you are facing is the first mage in the mainland who once ruled an era, but a docile and obedient servant.
As soon as these words came out, Saint Master Lingyuan was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at his eyes, and cursed: "Stinky boy! What kind of attitude is this!"
"What's the attitude? You're useless, why bother to have an attitude with you, you still want to threaten me?" Mo Fan narrowed his eyes and made an expression of indifference.
After hearing Mo Fan's words, Master Lingyuan was also a little helpless.
He really has no fighting power.
Now he is not even a ray of remnant soul, at most it is a bit of consciousness preserved through superb formation skills.
How can you deal with Mo Fan who has reached the eighth-rank formation mage?
What's more, Mo Fan's own strength has reached the level of Emperor Wu.
Glancing at Mo Fan, Master Lingyuan looked at Xu Xing'er again, finally sighed, and dissipated into nothingness.
People can't accept old age.
If someone dared to talk to him like this in his lifetime, he would have been tortured by him long ago.
This little bit of his true spirit still needs to maintain the operation of this nine-story pagoda. He is with this pagoda to achieve a pseudo immortal existence.
Although he has no fighting power, he can't even communicate with people for a long time.
But at least still alive in disguise.
I have to say that Saint Master Lingyuan's unconstrained conception and amazing formation skills are also very powerful.
Worthy of the prestige of the first formation of mages.
After so many years in later generations, almost no one has reached his height.
Seeing the Lingyuan Saint Master appearing briefly and then disappearing away, Xu Xinger was stunned.
"Senior, is this gone?"
"Well, if he doesn't leave, he will disappear." Mo Fan nodded.
"You already know the secret of inheritance, but it's a pity that Master Lingyuan can no longer teach you."
Mo Fan looked at Xu Xinger calmly and said.
I have done what I promised you anyway. As for whether you can gain anything, it depends on your own ability.
How can Xu Xing'er give up?
Is she here to see Master Lingyuan? She just wanted to understand the inheritance.
But now the pagoda is empty, and Master Lingyuan cannot activate the inheritance again, and Mo Qingkuang, who originally obtained the inheritance, is dead.
The only one who has the inheritance of the Lingyuan Saint Master is Mo Fan.
Xu Xing'er's face was a little unnatural, and a pair of small hands were tightly kneaded together, a little nervous.
After a long while, I finally said in a murmur, "Senior...Senior, can you..."
"Huh?" Mo Fan looked at her pretending to be puzzled.
"Can I learn about formations from you?" Xu Xing'er asked hesitantly.
She knew that such a request was a bit excessive.
Mo Fan is not related to her, and he could give up the deer for her, and even bring her to see the remains of Master Lingyuan.
When she asked to learn from other people's inheritance, she seemed a little ignorant.
But she really wants to know about the many magic skills created and lost by Master Lingyuan.
"Learn from me?" Mo Fan glanced at her.
"You are a saint in the Conferred God Realm, there should be quite a few high-level formation masters who teach you on weekdays."
The Conferred God Realm is no better than the God of Medicine Mountain, and the formation masters are not as productive as the alchemists.
Not every holy son and saint in the Conferred God Realm is taught by a special teacher like the holy son and saint in Yaoshen Mountain.
There is even a dedicated ninth-grade pharmacist teacher to teach.
There are many eighth-rank formation mages in the Conferred God Realm, but there are only two ninth-rank formation mages.
All saints and saints can ask any eighth-rank formation master for advice, but only the one who stands out from the competition can be accepted as a personal disciple by the ninth-rank formation master and receive personal guidance from the ninth-rank formation master.
Therefore, almost all the holy sons and daughters of the Conferred God Realm do not have a fixed teacher, which is why Mo Fan thinks it is possible to accept Xu Xing'er as a disciple.
Listening to Mo Fan's words, Xu Xing'er nodded: "There are indeed many teachers in the Conferred God Realm, but the formations of the Lingyuan Saint Master are pedantic, but unfortunately most of them have not been passed down. The juniors have respected the Lingyuan Saint Master for a long time. , I really don’t want to give up.”
"I also ask the seniors to give some pointers!"
As she said that, Xu Xinger knelt down and pleaded anxiously.
Seeing her sincerity, Mo Fan felt that this girl was very pitiful.
Feeling guilty for no reason.
This is a little girl who loves formations wholeheartedly. She is kind-hearted and has no desire to compete.
It's a bit too much for me to calculate her every step of the way?
But despite thinking so in my heart, the plan cannot be changed.
It is not the first time that he has cheated gods and ghosts, and Mo Fan is just a little emotional.
I don't want the child to be caught by a wolf, and if I can't fool Xu Xing'er, I can't earn Yuetian Dasheng.
Mo Fan naturally knows which is more important.
What's more, this is to match lovers to get married.
Mo Fan comforted himself in his heart.
Mo Fan turned his back to Xu Xing'er, and didn't help her, as if he was really deep in thought.
It took a long time before he spoke: "Why do you do this? With your talent, even if you don't have the inheritance of a spiritual master, you are expected to become a ninth-rank array mage in the future."
"Even if you are the next Conferred God Realm Lord, you still have some competitiveness."
"No, senior, this junior doesn't care whether it is ninth grade or not, and I don't want to be the master of the realm. I just hope that I can include the world's formations and thaumaturgy, compile a book, sign Xu Xing'er's name, and have no regrets in this life. gone."
Mo Fan never thought that the seemingly weak Xu Xinger would have such big ambitions.
If she is really allowed to complete it, it will be a reputation that will last forever.
Maybe even become the teacher of all ages like Confucius in the previous life.
Thinking of this, Mo Fan was really moved to accept Xu Xing'er as his disciple.
"Forget it, you kowtow."
(end of this chapter)