Mo Yinge didn't care about the inexplicable saint. As an outstanding young magician in contemporary society, how could she engage in feudal and outdated practices?
But, this scepter is so fragrant!
Who can resist using such a top-notch magic weapon to seduce a magician? !
Mo Yingge's eyes flickered, and he swallowed down the tears of humiliation in one breath.
Forget it, it's just a name, it's no big deal.
She was secretly happy.
But can anyone tell her what the saint does?
Waiting online, it's quite urgent.
Just as Mo Yingge was about to turn around and say something, the long staff in his hand suddenly emitted a bright light. Just now, the huge power of the Sun Diamond had washed away the lead dust on the long staff, and now it was finally its turn to shine.
She didn't know that the mark between her eyebrows had turned golden red and was shining brightly, complementing the scepter.
She didn't even know that her eyes had turned into the most brilliant gold, and her hip-length hair had also turned into three thousand gold threads in an instant, with a translucent texture, as if it were the most luxurious silk satin in the world.
Golden fire spells spread over her body, each one seemed to interpret the true meaning of flames. Countless fire spells were connected in series, just like a windbreaker draped around her body.
Behind Mo Yinge, a bright sun shone brightly, like a golden divine ring, enveloping her, and a big black bird flashed past.
Just when Mo Yinge had a strange vision, in the largest history museum in Xichuan City beyond the mountains, a golden sun bird pattern placed on a high platform suddenly trembled slightly, and the patterns on it shone slightly, and Even the wrinkles are inexplicably smoothed out.
If you look closely, you will see how similar the golden pattern is to the emblem of the Twelve Clan Village!
And thousands of kilometers further away, also in a museum, a tattered Yuyi Wufeng moved on its own.
Turning his eyes, Mo Yingge did nothing. The old priest was stunned for a moment when he saw this series of visions, and then he laughed.
"This is the apparition of our ancestors!"
He directly set the tone and announced that Mo Yingge is our new saint. Come and say goodbye.
What? You say you don't believe it? !
Have you seen the brilliance of the saint? Or do you think my fist is not strong enough or big enough? !
No matter how much the people in the village believed it, the old priest believed it anyway.
"Alas, people nowadays go out and take a look at the big city, and they never forget it. They think that the flowery world outside is wonderful. Living in the mountains is not only dangerous but also has no way out. But there is no way out in this world where monsters are rampant. What? The sturdy Xichuan City is also facing the disaster of demons!"
As the old priest said, except for a few people who still adhere to the ancient teachings, most villagers do not actually recognize Mo Yingge, the airborne "saint".
Fortunately, Mo Yinge didn't care, or it was just what she wanted.
The old priest was also helpless. Fortunately, he had a high prestige and was right to the point. Everyone looked at him and allowed this "farce" to end.
Of course, Mo Yingge's aura is indeed enough to scare people. After all, the villagers are not the magic believers in the outside world who claim to be "modern people". Out of respect for their ancestors, they actually admit Mo Yingge. Yingge’s “legal status”.
"The villagers are already very simple. The outside world is wonderful, but people's hearts are also more complicated."
Moyinge shook her head slightly. She had already moved to live with the old priest. After all, she was a saint, so it was convenient for her to listen to the old priest's teachings.
The old priest is an amazing mage!
"I made this tea myself. Come on, try it."
The old priest kept a smile on his lips and looked at Moyinge more closely than he looked at his own granddaughter.
It is true that the old priest had no children in his life and devoted his whole life to the village. This is what Mo Yingge admired. By agreeing to be this saint, he not only got a top-notch magic weapon for free, but also completed the dream of an old man. Just a wish.
For Mo Yingge, this may be just a show, but for the old priest, this can be said to be what he has wanted all his life.
Mo Yingge obediently took the pottery cup handed over by the old man and took a sip of the somewhat unusual black tea. Apart from the strange color and taste, it was actually very good.
And as soon as he drank it, Mo Yingge felt his spirit was shaken, and the magic energy in his body became vaguely active. This tea also had a special effect on the spirit.
"Can this tea activate magic energy?" Mo Yingge asked.
"This is tea leaves picked from a centuries-old tea tree in the back mountain. It can absorb some elements and is considered a strange plant. If you like, drink more. I still have a lot here!" The old priest took out some more. He took out several tea cans made of bamboo tubes and presented the treasure to Mo Yingge.
"No, no, just keep it and drink it. I'm just having a taste." Mo Yinge waved his hands repeatedly.
"Why are you being polite to me?"
The old priest's beard curled up, but he didn't dare to get angry with Mo Yingge, so he had to whisper to himself in an aggrieved voice.
Mo Yingge smiled. After becoming familiar with the old priest, she felt that the old man was still very cute.
"Grandpa Tuli, I have just broken through the magic system. I hope to practice here for a while longer. I would also like to ask for your guidance!"
After the fun, Mo Yingge asked the old priest for advice.
"No problem, no problem, but what can I teach you? After all, I'm just an old man living in a mountain cave, and I haven't seen much of the world."
The old priest suddenly became less confident. At this time, he also felt that he was a lot "unfashionable" and he always felt that he was not a good teacher.
"Don't say that. I saw clearly how powerful you were just now. The leader-level Balrog was powerless to resist. You are a great magician!" Mo Yingge quickly praised.
"Then how old is this great magician?"
Speaking of this, the old priest felt a little embarrassed for no reason. The two-meter-tall body that was supposed to make people scary turned out to be inexplicably cute.
What a simple and lovely person!
"Magicians are generally divided into elementary magicians, intermediate magicians and high-level magicians according to their strength. The most striking feature among them is that they have different numbers of magic systems. There is only one system for the elementary level, two for the intermediate level, and two for the high-level magicians. three"
"But I have four departments! What level is that?!"
Before Mo Yingge finished speaking, the old priest interrupted her science popularization. He was a little confused. Three magic departments were high-level, so what level did he have if he had four departments?
Don't blame him for being short-sighted. Even the big guys from the four major departments in the outside world are rare, so no one has mentioned it to him at all.
Except for the inheritance mentioned by generations of priests, he had no idea what kind of magician he corresponded to in the outside world.
"What?!!"
Boss, please take my knee.
"You are actually a super magician!"
Mo Yingge was completely shocked. Previously, she thought that the old priest only had the special ability of psychic magic and could easily subdue the leader-level fire demon. However, she never expected that the old priest was actually an extremely rare superpower. The supreme magician!
This kind of strength would have to be offered to the outside world, but he was just nesting in the mountains. If Mo Yinge hadn't brought up the magic system, no one would have known that there was actually a person hidden in this small mountain village. A true great mage.
It’s no wonder that the village has been thriving for so many years. It’s not too outrageous to have a super-level mage stationed in a village.
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