Chapter 169 Big Liar, Little Mentor
"Um?!"
Sikong Wen's eyes suddenly widened, and he quickly realized the situation. Unlike the taciturn Ye Xing, he rolled his eyes rudely.
"Come on, what happened? We escaped! Why don't I have any impression of that?"
"Escaped."
Bai Mo nodded affirmatively, motioned for him to look around, and began to explain to him what had just happened.
"When I realized that you were cursed by that guy and lost your mind, I immediately teleported and took everyone away from Cursed Crow Island."
"Really?" Sikong Wen felt a little dreamy, "The Blood Eyed Curse Crow Leader didn't come after us?!"
"No, it's in a hurry to advance."
"Did it succeed in advancing? And the curse on us, cast by such a powerful commander, shouldn't Miss Ding be able to remove it?"
Sikongwen's doubts appeared one after another.
"The curse disappears on its own."
Bai Mo had an expression on his face that said you are so lucky.
"The Blood-Eyed Curse Crow Leader failed to advance, so the curse disappeared. Otherwise, even if we escaped with you, you don't know what would become of you."
"So that's it!" Sikong Wen nodded in understanding. After knowing what happened while he was unconscious, he glanced around and found that they were on the other side of Cursed Crow Island.
When his eyes fell on the Cursed Crow Island, he could see that the originally gloomy island no longer had that gloomy feeling. The sun was shining brightly on the island, and there was only a sense of desolation.
So he believed Bai Mo's words even more, if not, if the leader of the Blood-Eyed Curse Crow was not dead.
Why does this Cursed Crow Island give people such a brand new look? !
“It’s so thrilling~”
After letting out a long breath, Sikong Wen sighed and turned his gaze towards Zhongshan Island.
"Let's go back."
They returned to Zhongshan City with ease and caught a ship heading back to the Magic City. As for the private ship they took to Zhongshan Island, it had already been destroyed by the sea monster.
With no intention of staying any longer on Zhongshan Island, the group boarded the cruise ship back to Shanghai.
"Bai Mo, I, Sikong Wen, will remember your favor. When you have time to come to Leizhou, I will take you around!" At the port, Sikong Wen looked at Bai Mo and said goodbye.
"Come on, help me keep an eye on the lightning contract beast."
Bai Mo rolled his eyes. Where is Leizhou?
It is a place of four wars, with sea monsters and land monsters. If it weren't for the abundant thunder mines, no one would want to stay there, let alone take a stroll.
He waved his hand casually, got on the online taxi, and returned to the courtyard.
This sea expedition took about a week, which was not too long for Mu Nujiao, Lingling, the head of the Bai family, and others who were already used to Bai Mo's sudden disappearance.
I'm used to it.
As soon as Ding Yumian returned to school, she defeated Dongfang Lie and took the position of the chief of the Fire Academy. She fought her way up step by step, and no one was dissatisfied.
After Bai Mo posted a status to show that he was still alive, he sorted out his gains. He felt that his mental power was about to break through, but he just lacked some time.
It just so happened that the recent time was suitable for cultivation, and Mingzhu's new year's exchange student program had not yet started, so Bai Mo came to Dean Xiao's office building.
He has not yet planned to find Feng Zhoulong to refine the cursed substance, because there is still one thing he hasn't taken, and that is the blood lily. The curse contained in this thing is very powerful. After all, if you are going to get it, you might as well get the best.
The door was not closed, so Bai Mo walked in directly.
The old man in the office was rarely looking at a pile of documents, but was leisurely watering a pot of flowers.
Bai Mo took a look and saw it was Yueyuehong.
Noticing someone coming in, Dean Xiao turned around and was a little surprised to see Bai Mo, with a smile on his face.
"Where have you been recently? I said I had something to talk to you about, but I didn't expect you to come by yourself."
"I went to Zhongshan. Why did the dean want to see me?"
Dean Xiao nodded slightly, then returned to his desk and sat down slowly.
"I have a favor to ask of you. I received news that someone has targeted Mo Fan. You are all from the Qingtian Hunting House, so you should know him."
"The circle of geniuses is often very small." Bai Mo nodded and was no longer in a hurry to explain the purpose of his visit.
"Haha." Dean Xiao chuckled at these frivolous words. He looked at him and continued:
"Mo Fan has been included in the list of students for the Pearl Academy's exchange program this year. This year, our school's exchange partner is the Imperial Capital Academy. I would like to ask you to be the team mentor. Your cultivation is sufficient."
Bai Mo's face showed no surprise, this was exactly what he wanted to say today. Therefore, he agreed without hesitation.
"Okay, I will follow them secretly while they are training."
Nodding slightly, Dean Xiao was very satisfied with Bai Mo's answer. After pondering for a moment, a pair of silver-rimmed glasses suddenly appeared in his hand.
As soon as the glasses appeared, Bai Mo sensed something was wrong. He felt the breath of magic and extremely weak mental oppression from them.
The silver glasses automatically floated in front of Bai Mo. At Dean Xiao's signal, Bai Mo took them.
"This is the God-Trapping Glasses, a magical tool I used in my early years."
Dean Xiao stared at the glasses and began to explain this magical tool to Bai Mo.
"This magic tool has no combat assistance or fighting capabilities. Its only function is to impose two kinds of mental oppression on the wearer, which are equivalent to the oppression of entering the great realm and the oppression of the peak of the great realm."
"Oh, it's a torture device."
Bai Mo teased with a smile and put it away without any politeness.
The soul brand was imprinted very cleanly.
Dean Xiao didn't pay attention to his joke. To some extent, this magic tool was really similar to a torture device. You know, the mental pressure of a great realm is not so easy to bear.
With a slight smile, Dean Xiao continued to talk about the situation of this magic tool.
"When you wear it, you will be oppressed, and you can adjust it freely. If you wear it in battle, this oppressive force will also restrict your magic, just like dancing with shackles."
"I think you will be able to enter the fifth realm soon. It should be able to help you cultivate your spiritual power for a period of time."
Bai Mo's eyes lit up slightly. This magic tool is pretty good. After all, he is the dean. Not to mention such rude things as fighting, his ability to teach and educate is extraordinary.
Without any hesitation, the silver-rimmed glasses instantly appeared on his face.
The white ink instantly highlights its ethereal and mysterious temperament.
At this moment, Bai Mo felt as if he was in a bottomless abyss, with tremendous oppressive force falling on him from all directions. He seemed to be entangled by countless vines all over his body. He was unable to move in an instant, and it seemed that it took thousands of years for him to even think about it.
He finally understood the feelings of those who were controlled by his spatial thoughts.
Calming his mind, Bai Mo closed his eyes and mobilized his thoughts to fight against this pressure. His strong will turned into a barrier, firmly resisting the powerful effect of locking his body with his thoughts.
He slowly opened his eyes, and the bright silver pupils gradually returned to their original color. Dean Xiao was staring at him with a smile in front of him.
"Not bad, you adapted so quickly. You have a strong control over your mind. How does it feel?"
"Very good, very powerful!"
In any dimensional magic, the spiritual realm of practice is one aspect, and the control over the spiritual will and the mind is another aspect.
Only when you are unmoved by any circumstances, remain calm in the face of danger, and remain composed even when Mount Tai collapses in front of you, can you use your magic accurately.
Otherwise, no matter how high your spiritual power is, you are just a weak scholar holding a peerless magic weapon and wearing a treasured armor handed down from generation to generation to go to war. No matter how sharp the magic weapon is or how strong the treasured armor is, if you don't know how to use it, it will be useless and you won't be able to defeat the enemy.
Bai Mo distracted himself from fighting the mental oppression of the glasses and asked casually, "When does the exchange student program start?"
"There are still five days left. You can take a look at this list of personnel."
Dean Xiao took out a form and placed it on the table. Bai Mo leaned over to take a look and found that the lineup was exactly the same as he remembered.
He nodded, said goodbye and left.
As soon as he went out, he saw a familiar person, it was Baimei who awakened for him, so Bai Mo greeted him.
"Teacher Baimei, it's a coincidence to meet you here."
"Oh, Bai Mo, long time no see." Bai Mei nodded slightly and said hurriedly, "The dean summoned me to go on a business trip to Jiangcheng, so I won't chat with you for now."
Bai Mo responded with a smile and continued to walk out. On the way, he saw a few teachers who seemed to be looking for Dean Xiao.
He secretly felt lucky that he came early and Dean Xiao was free, otherwise he would have to wait in a queue.
"Hey, it's the dean of Baiyuan. I'm so lucky to meet her here. It is said that she is the most powerful healing magician in our Magic City."
"What a temperament, worthy of being a healer."
Bai Mo moved his ears, and the sound mage's extraordinary hearing allowed him to hear the conversation between two classmates in the distance.
He was not very curious, so he glanced over there casually, and when he didn't see it, he continued to walk out of Mingzhu School.
When I arrived at Qingtian Hunting House, I immediately saw Lingling at the bar.
"You skipped class again?"
"I have something important to do!" Lingling pointed at the documents and murals copied from the ruins of Yelang Kingdom, her eyes fixed on the computer, "And I don't want to talk to you."
"What's wrong?" Bai Mo was puzzled. He hadn't done anything unforgivable recently.
"You went monster hunting without asking me." Lingling's voice sounded a little angry.
"I was just doing a favor for someone this time. I'll definitely do it next time!"
Bai Mo promised, his eyes falling on the drawings, trying to change the subject.
"Hasn't this been deciphered yet?"
"Not so fast. I still have to go to school, take care of that idiot Mo Fan, and read books."
Lingling said that the knowledge that constantly fills her little head is the power that allows her to walk safely in the wild.
"Oh." Bai Mo nodded, took out the totem pattern he had copied from the space, and began to assign tasks to the little Loli in a patient and persuasive manner.
"I found a totem when I went out this time, but it's dead. But it may not be. This is the totem mark I copied down."
Bai Mo roughly recounted how he and Ding Yumian discovered the totem, focusing on the images projected by the Bai Ze Hundred Beasts Map.
Lingling's eyes flickered as she listened, and she was very interested. Unfortunately, when Bai Mo asked her to check the identity of this totem, she immediately refused:
"There are too many ancient totems, some of which have legends, and some of which have no legends at all. It's hard for me to check based on just a pattern and your image description. And I still haven't cracked this thing. What's more, we both know about the same amount of totems."
Lingling paused and continued:
"Let's put this matter aside for now. Perhaps you can accumulate some spirit and try to awaken it. Then you will know everything."
Bai Mo is a lazy man at heart. Seeing that the matter was back in his hands, he could only nod helplessly.
I decided to start following fate's lead and ask Professor Shi when I have time, or see if I can enter the Three-Step Pagoda treasure house someday to see if this pattern is related to that feather.
He has a lot of questions piled up, but unfortunately Professor Shi is not in Shanghai recently.
"What's wrong with your glasses?"
Seeing that he had been silent for a long time, Lingling raised her head and was then attracted by the glasses on Bai Mo's face.
"A magical tool to assist in the cultivation of spiritual power."
Bai Mo answered casually, sat in the hunting ground for a while, and then went home.
Ding Yumian did not go on the exchange student program trip. She was planning to use this time to practice the curse system.
When Bai Mo appeared in the team of the accompanying instructor, everyone was a little surprised except Mu Nujiao who had known about it for a long time.
Bai Mo is quite famous in the school, and they all know him.
"Cousin, how did you convince the dean to let you be a tutor?"
Bai Tingting asked timidly. She was still very curious about this cousin who had always been the subject of rumors in the family.
I heard that the recent close contacts between the Lin family and the Yaodu family were all thanks to this cousin. Her family also received a lot of benefits because of this.
Bai Mo wore silver-rimmed glasses, crossed his arms, had a calm face, and pretended to be cool and aloof as he spoke lightly.
"When you have the strength, it will come naturally."
"Oh" Bai Tingting nodded silently, feeling that her cousin was a little different from the rumors.
Several people in the team were stunned by this short sentence. Mingzhu Academy clearly stipulates that the tutor's cultivation level must be at least high-level.
Mu Nujiao rolled her eyes and didn't care about this man's cold and aloof behavior.
Mo Fan also didn't care. After a few contacts, he already had a general idea of what kind of person Bai Mo was.
The team leader was Gu Han, who arranged everything very well.
After arriving at the imperial capital, as expected, everyone embarked on a tour around the imperial capital at the initiative of Professor Qiu Yuhua.
Bai Mo had never been to the imperial capital to play, just like in his previous life.
Therefore, I was very interested in listening to Qiu Yuhua's unique explanation with world characteristics.
The Great Wall near the imperial capital is well preserved and has now become a famous tourist attraction in Kyushu.
Standing on the ancient and heavy city wall, there are lush mountains in the distance and a sparsely populated apricot forest nearby. The trees are covered with pale white flowers, like feathers falling on the branches.
A light breeze blew by, and the snowflakes fell on the grass. Qiu Yuhua's words to Mo Fan about the ancient Great Wall became quieter. This section of the wall no longer needs to fulfill its responsibility of guarding the land. The soldiers who stood guard here thousands of years ago, watching the snowflakes turn into apricot blossoms, have also become tourists coming and going.
This is a pity, but also a blessing.
But that is what makes it precious.
Noticing the ups and downs of his emotions, Bai Mo immediately entered a mild state of meditation, trying to suppress the turbulence of his emotions and calm them while fighting against the mind-trapping glasses.
(End of this chapter)
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