Chapter 1322: The Birth of a New Master Teacher Halo!

"I'm..."

Looking at the golden light shining on the rice paper, let alone an uneducated person, even a person full of knowledge, at this time, there is only one sentence left to express the shock in my heart.

Sun Mo has written a famous teacher's poem!

What is a famous teacher's word?

That is, the emotion of a famous teacher is very strong. After writing this poem, the poem will have the effect of a famous teacher's halo, which will remain forever.

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

Without exception, this kind of work is the treasure of the world of famous teachers.

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

"Haha, I'm sure I've won!"

Gu Xiuxun was overjoyed.

As for reading poetry?

Not urgent!

This is my man's work, I can have sex with Sun Mo while looking at it every night.

Wait, these people should be able to grab it, right?

Plum fish and a few gourd babies looked at Sun Mo adoringly.

After Zhou Yasheng was shocked, he was deeply depressed. How the hell can he win?

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

Xu Chunbo recited the poem in cadence.

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

Everyone is a famous teacher, and their literary literacy is not bad. This poem is about Sun Mo comparing himself to a chrysanthemum. When my flowers bloom, all the flowers will wither, and the fragrance that soars into the sky will surely fill Kyushu.

This means that Sun Mo is confident and proud, and will definitely become the master of the holy gate.

The fragrance soaring into the sky is everywhere in the city, and the feeling of this picture comes out all at once, and I also feel a strong sense of oppression.

"The effect of this famous teacher halo is similar to 'perseverance', but compared to it, it has more vigor and pride!"

Wei Ziyou commented.

After the students are blessed with perseverance, they can study continuously for a month or ten days, just like being beaten with chicken blood, and this poem is even more effective.

Everyone was talking about this poem, and they were overwhelmed by its magnificent and magnificent artistic conception. They chewed carefully, and their mouths were full of fragrance.

"Hey, Sun Ya Shengju performed perfectly in the three games, so how can others play?"

"I said earlier that he is a master of calligraphy and painting, this one is for nothing!"

"Come on, even if you are a master of calligraphy and painting, it is impossible for every poem to be born with the halo of a famous teacher. It can only be said that Sun Yasheng is too strong."

Everyone looked at the six sub-sages and felt that they were so miserable that they were hung up and beat hard.

"Okay, everyone has appreciated Sun Yasheng's famous poem, who will come next?"

Xu Chunbo asked.

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

It's no problem to let them write a poem above the standard, but compared with Sun Mo?

That would be self-defeating.

"I abstain!"

Fang Hong gave up decisively.

"I abstain too!"

Gao Ning shrugged his shoulders: "It's no shame to lose to Sun Shuangjue!"

The other sub-sages also expressed their opinions one after another, and all abstained.

This time, Sun Mo won without a fight.

Clap clap!

Sun Mo's relatives and friends immediately began to applaud. After three games, he performed the best, and his position as sect master was secured.

"Don't worry, I didn't say it was only three matches!"

Xu Chunbo reminded.

"Huh? And?"

Qin Yaoguang was depressed.

"This is natural. How can such an important position as the door owner be decided in only three games?"

Xu Chunbo rolled his eyes, Dang even wanted to announce the content of the fourth match, but was interrupted by Bao Dewei.

"Saint wait a moment!"

After Bao Dewei stopped him, he cupped his fists towards Sun Mo.

"Sun Yasheng, Bao has a cheeky face and wants to ask for a poem!"

Bao Dewei smiled embarrassingly: "I'm going home, so I can't go home empty-handed, can I? Please also ask Sun Yasheng to help me!"

hiss!

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

Was it because he was defeated by Sun Mo?

"Who wins the game is still unknown, why should Bao Yasheng do this?"

Sun Mo asked back.

"Hey!"

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

People talked all about this, and Sun Mo felt embarrassed. Looking at Bao Dewei, he thought of a poem.

"Then I'll make a fool of myself!"

Sun Mo took up the pen again, dipped it in his blood, and wrote a poem on the rice paper that the female clerk had laid out.

Although the tortoise lives long, it still has its time!

...

An old man, with aspirations for thousands of miles!

...

Fortunately, even zai, sing to sing!

Bao Dewei watched Sun Mo finish writing, and was stunned. His eyes were blank, and his voice trembled: "She...what's her name?"

""Turtle Lives Long"!"

Sun Mo looked at Bao Dewei: "When a person dies, it's not when he stops breathing, but when he loses his dreams and the courage to fight!"

"Bao Yasheng, don't you think that for us famous teachers, dying on the bed is the greatest misfortune?"

After Sun Mo finished speaking, the audience was silent.

The onlookers in the main hall are all high-star famous teachers, and naturally they are not young. Many of them have given up progress and started to live their lives.

Either they are greedy for enjoyment, or they are powerless, but now, after seeing Sun Mo's poem, they feel that they are still young and can still fight!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Bao Dewei suddenly laughed loudly, then raised his hand, and slapped himself hard on the face several times.

Yes!

So what if you're dying?

That's not why I should be discouraged!

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

"In the old age of a martyr, he is full of ambition!"

Bao Dewei murmured: "That's really good!"

boom!

Bao Dewei's body suddenly burst out with golden light, and they turned into the appearance of thousands of miles of horses, galloping away towards the distance.

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

"This... is this the halo of a famous teacher who suddenly enlightened?"

Ji Xiangdong is envious.

"And it's one that has never appeared before!"

Many people were drooling with envy. When the golden light disappeared, they felt the effect of this famous teacher's aura while looking at Sun Mo eagerly.

If it wasn't for their lack of status, and they were still in the hall, they wouldn't dare to make a fuss, or they would immediately surround Sun Mo for poetry.

"Thank you Teacher Sun for pointing out the maze!"

Bao Dewei bent down and bowed to Sun Mo at a full ninety degrees.

Sun Mo accepted the gift calmly.

Then, everyone cupped their hands together and congratulated Bao Dewei.

"Congratulations to Yasheng, you have realized the new halo!"

In history, there are many sub-sages, and there may not be many who have left their names, but Bao Dewei suddenly realized a brand-new halo of a famous teacher, and it must be possible.

"thanks!"

Bao Dewei is very reserved.

After exchanging pleasantries, Xu Chunbo announced that the fourth match will begin.

"Coincidentally, this fourth scene is to climb the holy mountain, and the location of the holy mountain is on the back of a turtle."

This time, Xu Chunbo went out in person, and after a quarter of an hour, he brought back a turtle carved from white jade, about the size of a basketball.

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

"This is a dark secret treasure brought back by the first sage from the Dark Continent. If you look into the eyes of the tortoise, your soul will be cast on its back. After that, you will see a ladder to heaven. All you have to do is climb up all the way. , climb to the top of the holy mountain!"

Xu Chunbo explained.

"This time, the time limit is seven days. Those who cannot climb to 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 summit?"

someone asked.

"Then these people are not qualified to inherit the position of sect master, and they must be reselected!"

Xu Chunbo looked at this kind of person, and said in a stern tone, "The purpose of my Holy Gate has always been to prefer lack over abuse."

"Everyone, you can start anytime!"

After Xu Chunbo finished speaking, he reminded again: "The speed of time in the turtle shell is different from that in Kyushu. One day here is seven years inside."

"Ah? Wouldn't that mean seven days is forty-nine years? And it's possible that you won't be able to reach the top of the mountain?"

Everyone was shocked.

After Bao Dewei abstained, another Qian Yasheng also gave up, because even if Sun Mo made a mistake, it would not be 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 turtle, and then a phantom flew out from between the brows and landed on the turtle's back.

"Hey, look, there is someone on the back of the turtle."

The five villains are the miniature versions of the five Sun Mo, smaller than sesame seeds.

It was only then that everyone discovered that those tiny imperceptible horizontal lines on the turtle's shell were steps.

"Everyone can leave, you won't be able to see the situation of the battle here!"

After Xu Chunbo finished speaking, he sat down cross-legged. As a referee, he had to monitor the progress of the game at all times to prevent anyone from cheating and sabotaging.

Ann cares to get up.

"grandfather!"

An Xinhui was startled: "Don't you read it?"

"There is no need!"

Ann cared and left.

When everyone heard this, they were all in admiration. This must be how confident they are in Sun Mo!

Only An Xinhui noticed that An Zaiyi was alienated and indifferent towards Sun Mo.

"Everyone, I also bid farewell!"

Bao Dewei had a sudden realization of a new aura of a famous teacher, and he had to go back quickly to consolidate his state of mind.

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

As a sub-sage, he could afford this kind of real estate, but because he didn't like luxury, he had no one to serve him except an old servant, so he seemed a little deserted.

Bao Dewei walked into the study and was about to record his experience when he suddenly froze because An Zaiyi was standing in front of the bookshelf with his hands behind his back.

"Saint Ann?"

Bao Dewei saluted, but he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. It is too impolite to enter someone's study without the master's permission, right?

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

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

Ann cares to get straight to the point.

"what do you mean?"

Bao Dewei was upset. Now that he has been enlightened by Sun Mo, it is the moment when his ambition explodes, so he can't listen to this kind of contempt.

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

An carelessly turned around and looked at Bao Dewei.

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

"Who?"

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

An cared but was in no mood to explain anything.

After a while, there was no one left in the study, except for a famous teacher's robe, but soon, it also turned into dust and dissipated in the air.

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