Full-time Mage, I am Mo Fan and his sister

Chapter 219 True Strength

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 As an outstanding young magician in contemporary society, how could she engage in feudal and outdated things?

But, this scepter is too fragrant!
Who can resist using such a top-level magic weapon to seduce a magician? !
There was a faint light in Moyingge's eyes, and he swallowed the tears of humiliation in one breath.

Forget it, it's just a name anyway, it's not a big deal.

She was secretly happy.

But can anyone tell her what the saint does?

Waiting online, very urgent.

Mo Yinge was about to turn around and say something, when suddenly the long staff in his hand shone brightly. Just now, the enormous power of the sun prism had washed away the lead dust on the staff, and now it was finally its turn to shine.

She didn't know that the imprint between her brows 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 golden color, and her hip-length hair had also turned into three thousand golden threads in an instant, with a translucent texture, as if it was the most luxurious silk and satin in the world.

The golden fire curse spread across her body, each one seemed to interpret the true meaning of the flame, and countless fire curse symbols were connected in series, like a windbreaker draped over her body.

And behind Moyingge, a round of bright sunlight bloomed like a golden divine ring, enveloping her, and a big black bird flashed past.

Just when Moyingge had a vision, in the largest history museum in Xichuan City outside the mountain, a golden sun god bird pattern placed on a high platform suddenly trembled slightly, and the pattern on it shone slightly, just Even the folds are inexplicably flattened.

Look carefully, how similar the golden pattern is to the emblem of the Twelve Clans Village!

And thousands of kilometers away, also in a museum, a tattered feather robe automatically moved without wind.

Looking back, Moyingge didn't do anything, the old priest was taken aback when he saw this series of visions, and then burst out laughing.

"This is the appearance of the ancestors!"

He directly set the tone, and immediately announced that Mo Yinge is our freshly baked saint, everyone come and say goodbye.

What?You say you don't believe it? !

Have you seen the radiance of the saint?Or do you think the old man's fist is not hard enough? !

No matter how much the people in the village believed, the old priest believed anyway.

"Hey, people nowadays go out and take a look at the big cities, and they can't forget it. They think that the colorful world outside is extremely wonderful. Living in the mountains is not only dangerous but also has no way out. But there is no way out in this world full of monsters. What about it? The fortified Xichuan City is also facing the calamity of demons!"

Just like what the old priest said, except for a few people who still adhere to the ancient teachings, most of the villagers actually don't recognize Moyingge, the airborne "saint".

Fortunately, Moyingge didn't care, or it was just what she wanted.

The old priest was also helpless, but fortunately he had a very high prestige and kept his word, so everyone let this "farce" end because of his face.

Of course, Moyingge's halo is indeed enough to bluff people. After all, the villagers are not magic believers who claim to be "modern people" in the outside world. Out of respect for their ancestors, they actually admitted that Moyingge Yingge's "legal status".

"The villagers are already very simple. The outside world is wonderful, but their hearts are also more complicated."

Mo Yinge shook her head slightly, she had already moved to live with the old priest, she was a saint after all, it happened to be convenient for her to listen to the old priest's teachings.

The old priest is a great mage!
"I made this tea myself, come and have a taste."

The corner of the old priest's mouth was always smiling, looking at Mo Yinge more intimately than seeing his granddaughter.

It is true that the old priest had no children and devoted his whole life to the village. This is what Moyingge admired. If he agreed to be this saint, he would not only be able to prostitute a top-level magic weapon for nothing, but also to fulfill the old man's dream. Just a wish.

For Moyingge, this may just be a show, but for the old priest, it can be said that this is his lifelong desire.

Mo Yinge obediently took the pottery cup handed over by the old man, and took a sip of the somewhat distinctive black tea. Except for the strange color and taste, it was actually very good.

And as soon as he drank it, Moyingge felt his spirit was shaken, and the magic energy in his body was indistinctly activated. This tea also has a special effect on the spirit.

"Can this tea activate mana energy?" Mo Yinge asked.

"This is tea picked from a centuries-old tea tree in the back mountain. It can absorb some elements. It is a different plant. If you like it, drink more. I still have a lot here!" The old priest took out again He took out several tea pots made of bamboo tubes, and offered them treasures to Mo Yingge.

"No need, no need, just keep your drink, I just try something new." Mo Yinge waved his hands repeatedly.

"What are you polite to me?"

The old priest raised his beard, but he didn't dare to get angry with Mo Yinge, so he could only whisper to himself aggrieved.

Mo Yinge smiled, and after getting acquainted with the old priest, she felt that the old man was very cute.

"Grandpa Tuli, I have just broken through the magic system, I hope to practice here for a while longer, and please give me some guidance!"

After the frolic, Moyingge 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 den, and I haven't seen anything in the world."

The old priest suddenly became unconfident. At this time, he also felt that he was a lot of "soil", and he always felt that he was not a good teacher.

"Don't say that, I saw clearly just now when you showed your supernatural power, the commander-level Balrog has no power to parry, but you are a great magician!" Mo Yinge quickly praised.

"Then how old is this great magician?"

Speaking of this, the old priest became inexplicably a little shy. The two-meter-tall figure should have been scary, but it turned out to be inexplicably cute.

What a simple and lovely person!
"Magicians are generally divided into elementary magicians, intermediate magicians, and advanced magicians according to their strength. The most notable feature among them is the number of magic systems they master. There is only one department at the primary level, two at the middle level, and two at the high level. three"

"But I have four departments! What level is that?!"

Before Moyingge finished her sentence, the old priest interrupted her science introduction. He was a little puzzled. Three magic departments are high-level, so what level is he with four?
Don't blame him for his lack of knowledge, even the big bosses of the four departments in the outside world are also rare, so no one mentioned it to him at all.

Except for the inheritance mentioned by generations of priests, he has no idea what kind of magician he corresponds to in the outside world.

"What?!!"

Boss, please accept my knee.

"You turned out to be a super magician!"

Mo Yinge was completely shocked. Before, she thought that the old priest just took advantage of the magic of the mind system, and could easily subdue the commander-level Balrog, but she never thought that the old priest was actually an extremely rare super-human being. High-ranking supreme magician!

This kind of strength would have to be offered anywhere in the outside world, but he just nestled in the mountains. If Moyingge hadn't mentioned the magic department, no one would have known that there was actually a treasure hidden in this small mountain village. A true archmage.

It's no wonder that the village has been thriving for so many years. It's not too outrageous for a super mage to be stationed in a village.

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