Absolute Great Teacher Chapter 1322: The new master halo is born!

　　 "I am..."

　　Looking at the golden light on the rice paper, let alone uneducated people who are full of economics, there is only one sentence left at this time to express the shock in my heart.

　　Sun Mo wrote the words of a famous teacher!

　　What is a famous teacher's word?

　　 is that the emotions of the master teacher are very strong. After writing this poem, the poem will bring the effect of the master teacher's aura, which is permanent.

　　When people read this poem, they will be blessed with the halo of this famous teacher.

　　, without exception, these works are treasures of the world of master teachers.

　　 Xu Chunbo's eyes widened suddenly, and he walked quickly to the altar.

　　 "Haha, I'm sure to win!"

　　 Gu Xiuxun is overjoyed.

　　 As for reading poems?

　　 No hurry!

　　 This is my man’s work. I can look at it every night and send it with Sun Mo.

　　 Wait, these people should grab it, right?

　　 Meiziyu and a few gourd children looked at Sun Mo adoringly.

　　 After Zhou Yasheng was shocked, he was deeply depressed. How could he win?

　　 For the first time in his life, he experienced a tremendous sense of powerlessness!

　　 Xu Chunbo muffled and read the poem.

　　 Everyone's expressions were shocked by Sun Mo's pride.

　　Everyone is a famous teacher, and their literary literacy is not bad. This poem writes that Sun Mo compares himself to a chrysanthemum. When my flowers bloom, the flowers will wither, and the soaring fragrance must fill Kyushu.

　　 This means that Sun Mo is confident and proud and will surely become the master of the Holy Gate.

　　 scented to the sky and filled the city. This picture suddenly came out, and I also experienced a fierce oppression.

　　"The effect of this master's aura is similar to'Perseverance', but compared to it, it is more vigorous and proud!"

　　 Wei Ziyou comments.

　　 After being blessed and persevering, students can study continuously for months and months, just like being beaten up, and this poem is more effective.

　　 Everyone was talking about it, all talking about this poem, impressed by its magnificent and magnificent artistic conception, chewing it carefully, and full of fragrance.

　　 "Hey, in the three games, Sun Yasheng has performed perfectly, how else can others play?"

　　 "I said earlier that people are masters of calligraphy and painting, this one is for nothing!"

　　 "Come on, even if it is a combination of calligraphy and painting, it is impossible for the aura of a famous teacher to be born every time you write a poem, you can only say that Sun Yasheng is too strong."

　　 The crowd looked at the six sub-sages, and felt that they were so miserable, and they were hung up and beaten severely.

　　"Okay, Sun Yasheng’s famous poems, everyone has appreciated it, who will go next?"

　　 Xu Chunbo asked.

　　Chen Zhiming rubbed his teeth and retreated. The others were also full of bad luck.

　　 Let them compose a poem above the level. Naturally, there is no problem, but compared with Sun Mo?

　　 That would be self-defeating.

　　 "I abstain!"

　　 Fang Hong gave up decisively.

　　 "I also abstained!"

　　 Gao Ning shrugged: "It’s not ashamed to lose to Sun Shuangjue!"

　　 Other Yasheng also expressed their opinions, all of them abstained.

　　 In this game, Sun Mo won without a fight.

　　Papa!

　　 Sun Mo’s family and friends group immediately began to applaud. After three games, he performed best and his position as the master of the door was secured.

　　 "Don't worry, I didn't say it's only three games!"

　　 Xu Chunbo reminded.

　　 "Huh? There is more?"

　　 Qin Yaoguang is depressed.

　　 "This is natural. How can a goalkeeper be determined in just three games?"

　　 Xu Chunbo rolled his eyes, but Bao Dewei interrupted even though he was about to announce the content of the fourth game.

　　 "Sage wait a minute!"

　　 After Bao Dewei stopped, he held his fist towards Sun Mo.

　　 "Sun Yasheng, Bao Mou is brazen, want a poem!"

　　 Bao Dewei smiled embarrassedly: "I'm going home, I can't go back empty-handed, right? Please also Sun Yasheng to complete!"

　　 hiss!

　　 Everyone understood Bao Dewei's subtext, and this one will not participate in the next game.

　　 This was defeated by Sun Mo, right?

　　 "Who is the one who will die, it is still unknown, why is Baoyasheng like this?"

　　Sun Mo asked back.

　　 "Hey!"

　　 Bao Dewei shook his head and laughed: "I'm a dead old antique. I came to fight for the position of the master, just to put pressure on myself and see if it is possible to touch the threshold of the saint. Now it seems that I am wishful thinking. Up."

　　 People have said everything to this point, and Sun Mo is not embarrassed anymore. He looked at Bao Dewei and thought of a poem.

　　 "Then I will show my ugliness!"

　　 Sun Mo re-written, dipped his blood, and wrote a poem on the rice paper that had been laid by the female clerk.

　　 Although the tortoise has a longevity, there is still time!

　　……

　　 Lao Jifu, I am a thousand miles away!

　　……

　　 Fortunately, even, sing to chant!

　　 Bao Dewei watched Sun Mo finish writing, he was stunned, his eyes were dumb, and his voice trembled: "She...what is her name?"

　　" "Turtle Although Longevity"!"

　　Sun Mo looked at Bao Dewei: "When a person dies, it is not to stop breathing, but when he loses his dream and the courage to fight!"

　　"Bao Yasheng, don't you think that for our master teacher, death in bed is the greatest misfortune?"

　　Sun Mo finished speaking and was silent.

The onlookers in the hall of 　　 are all high-star masters, and naturally they are not young anymore. Many of them have given up progress and have begun to take care of their lives.

　　 Either they are eager to enjoy, or they are powerless, but now, after seeing Sun Mo's poem, they feel that they are still young and can fight!

　　 "Haha! Haha!"

　　 Bao Dewei laughed suddenly, then raised his hand and slapped his face a few times.

　　 Yeah!

　　 What about dying of old age?

　　 This is not why I should be discouraged!

　　 Instead, I should use the remaining time to make more sense.

　　"The martyrs are in their twilight years, and they are very strong!"

　　 Bao Dewei whispered: "That's a good point!"

　　 Boom!

　　 Bao Dewei's body suddenly burst with golden light, and they turned into the appearance of a thousand-mile horse, galloping towards the distance.

　　 Anyone affected by the halo feels that I can fight for another five hundred years!

　　"This...this is the halo of the Epiphany Master Teacher?"

　　 Ji Xiangdong envy.

　　"And one that has never appeared before!"

　　Many people drooled with envy, and when the golden light disappeared, they felt the effect of this famous teacher's aura while looking at Sun Mo with eyesight.

　　If it were not for the lack of status, and they were still in the hall, they wouldn't dare to make trouble, otherwise they would immediately surround Sun Mo for poems.

　　"Thank you, Teacher Sun, for your advice!"

　　 Bao Dewei bends down and bows to Sun Mo, a full ninety degrees.

　　Sun Mo accepted the ceremony calmly.

　　 Then, everyone shook hands and congratulated Bao Dewei.

　　"Congratulations to Yasheng, you have a new halo!"

　　 In history, there are many A-Sages, but not many may have left names, but Bao Dewei suddenly realized a brand new halo of master teachers, which is definitely possible.

　　 "Thank you!"

　　 Bao Dewei is very reserved.

　　 After a lot of greetings, Xu Chunbo announced that the fourth game had started.

　　 "It's a coincidence that this fourth game is to climb the holy mountain, and the position of the holy mountain is on the back of a turtle."

　　 This time, Xu Chunbo went out in person, and a quarter of an hour later, he fetched a tortoise carved with white jade, about the size of a basketball.

　　 Everyone looked at each other, what the **** is this?

　　"This is a dark secret treasure brought back by the first generation saints in the dark continent. Look at the turtle’s eyes, and the soul will be placed on the turtle’s back. After that, you can see a ladder. All you have to do is Climb all the way to the top of the holy mountain!"

　　 Xu Chunbo explained.

　　"In this game, the time limit is seven days. Those who cannot reach the top will be eliminated, and the last person to reach the top will be eliminated."

　　 Xu Chunbo popular science.

　　 "What if no one reaches the top?"

　　 Someone asked.

　　 "Then these people are not qualified to inherit the position of the master of the door, and re-select!"

　　 Xu Chunbo looked at the cultivator with a stern tone: "The purpose of my holy gate has always been to be better or worse."

　　 "Everyone, you can start anytime!"

　　 Xu Chunbo finished speaking, and reminded him again: "In the turtle shell, the flow of time is different from that in Kyushu. One day here, seven years inside."

　　"Ah? Isn't that forty-nine years in seven days? And it might not be possible to climb the mountain?"

　　 Everyone was surprised.

　　 After Bao Dewei abstained, another Qian Yasheng also gave up, because even if Sun Mo made a mistake, he would not be in his turn. After all, Zhou Yasheng and Fang Hong performed very well.

　　 So the fourth game is a five-person competition.

　　 Following the method taught by Xu Chunbo, they stared into the eyes of the white jade tortoise, and then a phantom flew out from the center of the eyebrows and bet on the back of the turtle.

　　"Hey, look, there is someone on the turtle's back"

　　The five villains are a reduced version of the five people in Sun Mo, smaller than Sesame.

　　 Everyone discovered that the tiny and imperceptible horizontal lines on the turtle shell were steps of steps.

　　 "Everyone can leave, you are here, and you won't see the battle!"

　　 Xu Chunbo finished speaking and sat down cross-legged. As a referee, he should always monitor the progress of the game to prevent cheating and sabotage.

　　Ann worried about getting up.

　　 "Grandpa!"

　　 An Xinhui was startled: "Didn't you watch it?"

　　 "No need anymore!"

　　Ann caring finished speaking and left.

　　 When everyone heard this, they all admired it. This should be confidence in Sun Modo!

　　Only An Xinhui noticed that An cares about Sun Mo's alienation and indifference.

　　 "Everyone, I'm leaving too!"

　　 Bao Dewei suddenly realized a new halo of master teacher, and he must go back and consolidate his mood.

　　 Soon, Bao Dewei returned to the other courtyard where he stayed.

　　As Asheng, he can afford this kind of real estate, but because he doesn't like luxury, there is no one serving him except an old servant, so it seems a little deserted~IndoMTL.com~Bao Dewei walked into the study and was about to record The experience suddenly stunned, because An Xinyi was standing in front of the bookshelf with her hands behind her back.

　　 "An Saint?"

　　 Bao Dewei salutes, but he feels a little uncomfortable in his heart. It’s too rude to enter someone’s study without the owner’s permission, right?

　　 But thinking about Sun Mo's favor, Bao Dewei didn't complain.

　　 "You have no hope of becoming a saint in your life!"

　　Ann cares about straightforwardness.

　　 "What do you mean?"

　　 Bao Dewei is upset. He has now been enlightened by Sun Mo. It is the moment when his ambitions explode. You can't listen to such contempt.

　　 "I mean, if you keep you, it won't mature, but will rot, so it's better to pick it!"

　　Ann turned around caringly and looked at Bao Dewei.

　　 "'It' is hungry now and needs to eat!"

　　 "Who?"

　　 Bao Dewei didn't know what this guy was talking about.

　　Ann cared but was not in the mood to explain anything.

　　 After a while, there was no one in the study, except for the robe of a famous teacher, but it quickly turned into dust and dissipated in the air.

　　

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