Chapter 79 Ancient Bloodline

"Bodman's blood?"

Luther was stunned for a moment. Is there the so-called "Bodman's blood" hidden in the Pompeii family? Then Luther became happy.

It's good to have changes.

This could really be a golden finger, but this golden finger is very likely not available to everyone. You must have the so-called "Bodman's blood" to change.

"Bodman is one of the twelve disciples of the sage." Sun Face glanced at Luther with a look of disgust, and muttered: "I didn't expect that the one who opened this uncle was the descendant of that guy Bodman, the coward and crybaby Bodman among the twelve disciples."

"Uh, I didn't expect my ancestor to be so useless? Cowardly, crying?" Luther's expression was a little embarrassed, but forget it.

At least our bloodline seems to be noble enough to open the Book of the Sage.

Twelve disciples, although I don't know who is the sage and who is the twelve disciples, and what they have done, but Luther still feels the style.

Very high style.

Pompeii.

Who said that Pompeii is the bottom of the nobility, the knight lord? We have noble blood from the ancient Bodman, which is higher than the current King of Prussia.

But Luther didn't live long, because this is also a guess. It is guessed that the age of the sage's activities is longer than the time when the ancestors of the first King of Prussia, King Mithun, were active.

But talking about blood is the most useless.

Chen Sheng and Wu Guang said, "Emperors, generals, and ministers, are they of the same kind?"

The Zhou emperor was abolished, and Qin III was killed. Oh, miserable.

It's better to talk about the actual situation.

So Luther's thoughts returned to the present, and he asked the sun face with a happy face: "Excuse me, who is the sage, and who are the twelve disciples?"

"I don't want to say this to the descendants of that coward Bodman." The Book of Sages made a disgusted expression.

Luther really wanted to strangle this book to death, if he could strangle it to death.

Suppressing the impulse in his heart, Luther asked with a fake smile: "Then may I ask, Master Sage's Book, what is your role? You were not created just to despise Bodman, right?"

"The Sage left three treasures, namely the Sword of Sage, the Armor of Sage, and the Book of Sage. The Sword of Sage, the Armor of Sage represents combat power, and I represent inheritance."

The Book of Sage showed a proud look, and had a bit of contempt for the other two treasures.

Luther was skeptical about the contempt of the Book of Sage. However, Sun Face was very proud of this old man, no, it should be the arrogant Book of Sage.

Luther thought it would be better not to express his doubts.

What if this old man turned his face and refused to recognize him and did not give him a golden finger?

"Excuse me, Master Sage's Book, what inheritance do you represent?" Luther put down his pride, lowered his head and called Sun Face "master".

A book.

When I have emptied all the stuff in your stomach, I will crush you.

A book pretending to be a master.

It makes me very unhappy.

"Knight heritage." Sun Face said proudly. Then Sun Face became arrogant and said with a little contempt: "Descendants of Bodman, as long as you are under the spur of this master, you can become a great sage even if you are a coward."

"Respect me, worship me, I am the Book of Sages, leading you to the top of knights, your god, your guide."

Sage Book said.

Luther's face twitched, but in the end he was too shy and didn't really kneel down to worship, which hurt the self-esteem of humans.

"Then Master Sage Book, please guide me." Luther said humbly.

"Your aptitude is very poor, worthy of being the descendant of Bodman. Your physical strength is not well developed, and your fighting spirit is also superficial. In short, you are useless. If I meet a better candidate at this time, I will abandon you."

The old man with the sun face is very poisonous.

Luther was even more ashamed. I knew that my aptitude was not good, but I didn't expect it to be so bad.

"Please be sure to guide me." Luther lowered his head very simply, like a student baby.

"Let me test you first. Do you know the seven kinds of fighting spirit of knights?" asked the Book of Sages.

"Earth, thunder, frost, fire, water, wind, darkness, holy light." Luther replied.

This is the basic knowledge of knights. Luther knew it when he was eight years old.

"Very good." The Book of Sages showed a satisfied expression. Then, he said in a simple and vicissitudes of life tone: "In the distant past, magic beasts and various monsters were rampant. Humanity was in the Dark Ages. The sage discovered seven kinds of power and trained them to become the Seven Knights. He recruited twelve talented young men from the human race and inherited the power of the knights. In the end, in the hands of magic beasts and monsters, he led humanity to rise."

Sun Face played a guest role as a history teacher and explained the history. Then he said to Luther: "The fighting spirit you have is the fighting spirit of the earth, which fits your body very well. After all, it is the blood of Bodman, who was an earth knight. So the fighting spirit path you took is essentially correct. Your fighting spirit secret technique doesn't seem to have any big problems, but there is a little bit of inappropriateness, which makes your fighting spirit empty. As for your body, it reminds me of a word."

Sun Face deliberately paused for a moment, and then said venomously: "Sissy."

Luther finally couldn't help it, and a murderous smile appeared on his face, and then he picked up the damn Sun Face uncle.

"Pah pah pah!"

Luther threw the Sun Face to the ground, stepped on it three times with his feet, and then showed a satisfied look.

"How dare you humiliate me." Sun Face seemed to freeze for a moment, and didn't expect Luther to do this, and then he was furious.

"Don't think you are a real master. You have been in the Barton family for a long time, perhaps hundreds of years. Before the Barton family, you may have been buried for hundreds or even thousands of years. My ancestors may be cowards in your eyes, but the blood of my ancestors can open you. If your attitude is better, we will cooperate well. If your attitude is so bad, I will bury you in the toilet and let you sleep for tens of thousands of years."

Luther said viciously.

In fact, it was a bluff.

Luther would not bury a treasure like the Book of Sages in the toilet. This is our golden finger. If there is no other way, we have to worship it even if we kneel down and lick it.

But before kneeling down and licking, let's scare him first and try to fight for our own status.

Otherwise it's too tragic.

The furious expression on Sun Face immediately showed a trace of fear. Although it was fleeting, it was still captured by Luther.

Luther smiled wickedly, it's possible.