Chapter 471 You Kowtow

"The little girl's talent is indeed good, and she meets my qualifications as the successor. However, I have run out of energy and am powerless."

Saint Master Lingyuan sighed and looked at Xu Xing'er with a hint of regret.

When Mo Fan suggested that Master Lingyuan be passed on to her, Xu Xing'er was still a little excited.

But what Saint Master Lingyuan said later made her a little regretful.

After finally arriving here, I found that Holy Master Lingyuan could no longer pass on the inheritance.

There is no trace of the formation in the pagoda, it is clean and disappointing.

If it was just chatting with Saint Master Lingyuan, Xu Xing'er really wasn't very interested.

She is not an ordinary person, it is not that she has never seen a ninth-grade formation mage.

She came to find the inheritance place of Holy Master Lingyuan in order to get clues about the inheritance and study the formation master god level that has been passed down in the world of formation masters for tens of thousands of years.

Hearing that Saint Master Lingyuan could no longer start the inheritance, I naturally had a lot of regrets in my heart.

Mo Fan also knew that the energy left by Holy Master Lingyuan had been exhausted, and this was the effect he wanted.

Let Xu Xinger despair first, and then give her hope.

Only in this way could she become her disciple with all her heart.

If they were all taught by Saint Master Lingyuan, then whose disciple would Xu Xinger be?

"Okay, I understand, go back and rest." Mo Fan nodded and casually sent Saint Master Lingyuan back to sleep.

It was as if he was facing a docile and obedient servant instead of the first mage in the mainland who had ruled an era.

As soon as these words came out, Holy Master Lingyuan was so angry that he puffed his beard, glared, and cursed: "You bastard! What kind of attitude do you have!"

"What attitude do you have? You are of no use anymore. Why should I have any attitude towards you? You still want to threaten me?" Mo Fan narrowed his eyes and made an indifferent expression.

After listening to Mo Fan's words, Holy Master Lingyuan was also a little helpless.

He really has no fighting ability.

Now he is not even a remnant of his soul, at most it is a bit of consciousness that he has retained through his superb formation skills.

How can one deal with Mo Fan, who has reached the eighth level of the Array Master?

What's more, Mo Fan's own strength has reached the Martial Emperor level.

After glancing at Mo Fan, Holy Master Lingyuan looked at Xu Xinger again, finally sighed and dissipated into nothingness.

People cannot accept old age.

If someone dared to talk to him like this in his lifetime, he would have been tortured by him long ago.

His true spirit also has to maintain the operation of this nine-story pagoda. He is with this pagoda, achieving a pseudo-immortal existence.

Although it has no fighting power, it cannot even communicate with people for a long time.

But at least he is still alive in disguise.

It has to be said that Holy Master Lingyuan's unconstrained ideas and amazing formation attainments are also very powerful.

He is worthy of his reputation as the first mage.

After so many years, almost no one has reached his height.

Seeing Saint Master Lingyuan appear briefly and then disappear, Xu Xinger looked confused.

"Senior is leaving?"

"Well, if he doesn't leave, he will disappear into thin air." Mo Fan nodded.

"You already know the secret of inheritance, but it's a pity that Holy Master Lingyuan can no longer teach you."

Mo Fan looked at Xu Xinger with a calm expression.

Anyway, I have accomplished what I promised you. As for whether you can gain anything, it depends on your own ability.

But how could Myolie be willing to give up?

Did she come here to meet Saint Master Lingyuan? She just wanted to understand the inheritance.

But now the tower is empty, Holy Master Lingyuan cannot activate the inheritance again, and Mo Qingkuang, who originally received the inheritance, is dead.

The only one who has the inheritance of Lingyuan Saint Master is Mo Fan.

Xu Xing'er's face looked a little unnatural, and her little hands were tightly tangled together, a little nervous.

After a long while, he spoke in a somewhat hesitant voice: "Senior...senior, can you..."

"Huh?" Mo Fan looked at her with pretense of doubt.

"Can I learn some knowledge about formations from you?" Xu Xing'er said hesitantly.

She knew this was too much to ask for.

Mo Fan was not related to her, so to be able to give up Xiaolu for her, and even bring her to see the remains of Holy Master Lingyuan, was an act of kindness.

When she made the request to learn from other people's inheritance, she seemed a bit ungrateful.

But she really wanted to know about the many magical skills of the formation master created and lost by the Holy Master Lingyuan.

"Learn from me?" Mo Fan glanced at her.

"You are a saint in the Conferred God Realm. There should be quite a few high-level formation mages who teach you on weekdays."

The Conferred God Realm is not as productive as the Medicine God Mountain, and the Formation Master is not as productive as the Alchemist.

Not every saint and saint in the Conferred God Realm are taught by a specialized teacher like the saint and saint in Yaoshen Mountain.

You can even have a dedicated ninth-grade alchemist teacher to teach you.

There are many eighth-level formation mages in the Conferred God Realm, but there are only two ninth-level formation mages.

All saints and saints can seek advice from any eighth-level formation master, but only the one who stands out in the competition can be accepted as a personal disciple by the ninth-level formation master and receive personal guidance from the ninth-level formation master.

Therefore, almost all saints and saints in the Conferred God Realm do not have a fixed teacher, which is why Mo Fan thinks it is possible to accept Xu Xing'er as his disciple.

Listening to Mo Fan's words, Xu Xing'er nodded: "There are indeed many teachers who teach in the Conferred God Realm, but Saint Master Lingyuan's formation skills are learned by heaven and humans. Unfortunately, most of them have not been passed down. The younger generation has respected Saint Master Lingyuan for a long time. , I really don’t want to give up.”

"Please give me some pointers, senior!"

After saying that, Xu Xing'er knelt down and begged anxiously.

Seeing her sincere look, Mo Fan felt that this girl was pitiful.

He felt a little guilty for no reason.

This was a little girl who loved the art of formations, kind-hearted, and not competitive.

Was it a bit too much for him to plot against her?

But even though he thought so, he couldn't change his plan.

It wasn't the first time that he had lied to gods and ghosts, and Mo Fan just felt a little emotional.

You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a child, and you can't earn the Great Sage Yue Tian if you can't deceive Xu Xing'er.

Mo Fan naturally knew which was more important.

What's more, this was to match lovers to get married.

Mo Fan comforted himself in this way.

Mo Fan turned his back to Xu Xing'er and didn't help her, seeming to be really thinking.

After a long time, he finally spoke: "Why do you need to do this? With your talent, even if you don't have the inheritance of the Spiritual Yuan Saint Master, you will be able to become a ninth-grade array master in the future."

"Even if you are the next Lord of the Conferred God Realm, you are still competitive."

"No, senior, I don't care about the ninth grade or not, and I don't want to be a realm master. I just hope to include all the array magic in the world, compile a book, and sign Xu Xing'er's name, so that I will have no regrets in this life."

Mo Fan didn't expect that the seemingly weak Xu Xing'er had such a big ambition.

If she really accomplished it, it would be a good name that would be passed down through the ages.

It might even be like Confucius in his previous life who became a teacher for all ages.

Thinking of this, Mo Fan really wanted to accept Xu Xing'er as his disciple.

"Well, kowtow."