Faced with Poole's aggressive attitude, the young man in white felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, because as the other party said, he seemed to have nothing to take as a bargaining chip...
"I brought a lot of gold coins this time. Senior can offer a price so that I can express my feelings." He hesitated for a moment, and finally felt that perhaps only money could impress the other party.
But Poole shook his head, and he joked slightly, "Do you think you still need gold coins in your spare time? I must be boasting, those things have long been like dirt to me."
The young man in white immediately showed a humble look and said sincerely: "Then please tell me what to do to answer these questions? As long as it does not exceed the ability of the subordinates, I promise that I will not be rude and excuse."
Although his words sounded quite generous, the caution contained in them immediately made Poole see through them. So he took two steps back and forth, and smiled behind his back with his hands on his back, "You are so sloppy. If I hadn't been for my intention to help you this time, according to my previous temper, I would have blown you out long ago."
Then he frowned slightly and said lightly: "Let me talk about your origin first. I still don't know who your surname is, who you are from, and who you are from. I see that you are stuttering in Orlando Western, and you should not be a local."
The young man in white nodded and explained: "The senior's eyes are like a torch, but I dare not hide them. My surname is Gen Shuo. My hometown is the sacred empire of one of the three empires of the Deep Blue Continent. This time I came here from thousands of miles to find Brahsha."
After listening to his narrative, the middle-aged man nodded slightly and said, "It turns out that he is from the Holy Empire, so there will be no problem..."
He raised his head and smiled lightly, "I do have a requirement. But this matter is definitely within your ability. And it is a great opportunity for you. It can even be regarded as an opportunity that many people dream of..."
Then he changed to a deep blue saying: "I don't hide it from you. I have some connection with the Holy Court. Although I haven't been back for many years, this affection is still there. We old guys have an agreement that every fifty years, our favorite students will be sent to participate in the competition.
But I have never sent my apprentices to participate in the competition since the first session. Of course, this is mainly because I am lazy and have always been reluctant to accept apprentices, and I think this kind of thing is meaningless.
Next year's Christmas Day just came the agreed day again. Originally, I was going to send only a few blessings and congratulations like in the past, and I did not send anyone to participate in the discussion.
But now that I have met you, I think it may be possible to change it. If you can come back alive from Mount Kilimanjaro, you might as well attend this conference on my behalf." He glanced at the young man sitting on the stool and found that his face was a little hesitant.
However, he ignored the hesitation of the young man in white, but continued to remind him: "You must think clearly. Once you take my recommendation letter to Sulombo, you will join the Holy Court from then on. By then, there will be no such idle clouds and wild cranes in this life." After he finished speaking, he stared at the young man in front of him with a playful look, as if he was very happy to see others' dilemma.
After a while, the young man in white suddenly whispered: "If you take this recommendation letter, is it considered to be your disciple and you will be called your disciple in the future?"
Poole didn't expect that he would still care about this question now. After a little stunned, he quickly replied: "Of course not. I am just your recommender. I have no name or a master-apprentice relationship, it is just a transaction."
David Mo took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "I admire the Holy Court since I was a child. Being able to join is a matter of fulfilling my worries. And thanking the seniors for their trust, there is naturally no reason to refuse. But if you lose your face in the competition, please don't blame me."
He had no choice at all, and the Holy Court was not a popular character in Orlando, but the other party revealed his identity directly to him. Once it was spread by him, the blacksmith shop would likely suffer unrestrained disaster. So he believed that since the other party dared to be so calm, he must have been prepared for both.
Poole did not answer him immediately, but returned to the recliner again, picked up the book in his hand, and smiled faintly: "It doesn't matter whether he is embarrassed or not, it's just a formality... Then let's talk about the dare to Brahsha."
Then he first explained in detail the entrance to Mount Kilimanjaro - in the northeast of the royal city of Luxen there is a town called Corawa, and in the middle of the town there is a dilapidated monastery. Below the dry well in the courtyard is an authentic tunnel leading to the foot of Mount Kilimanjaro. After going out, you can see a winding mountain road.
After Poole finished explaining the method of going up the mountain, he began to explain the specific location of Brahsha. His eyes were a little erratic, as if he was recalling something from a long time ago.
"Five thousand years ago, the Necromancers were destroyed, and the souls of many high-level Necromancers were sealed on this mountain, and the thing that sealed them was Brahsha.
It's strange that this kind of thing that can restrain them is actually refined from themselves - as long as the soul beads of tens of thousands of undead cultivators are gathered to transform into a hundred days, you can get a drop of soul tears.
After another hundred years, a Brahsha can grow a Brahsha plant. Then put the soul of a high-level undead practitioner next to Brahsha, and it will be automatically absorbed and sealed to the ground.
After that, no matter how time passes, the heaven and earth change, the sealed souls cannot be transcended, and they will never come out to harm the world again. Therefore, it is very easy to find Brahsha. At the waist of the west side of the mountain range, there are groups of cemeteries, where the sages of the Holy Court were buried. And behind the cemetery is a lush sea of flowers, each of them is Brahsha.”
He slowly spoke out the position of Brahsha, and finally reminded him: "When you take Brahsha out of the ground, a high-level soul that has been sealed for five thousand years will appear. If you cannot defeat it, you may have to bear the fate of being swallowed by it.
Also, remember not to be greedy. The medicine surname refined by a Brahmasha is enough to relieve the mark damage suffered by ten people, and it is definitely enough to save your friend's life."
When he heard him mention the refining, the young man in white couldn't help but ask, "How to refine Brahsha?" Fein once said about refining Brahsha, but he didn't know the specific refining method, so this is one of the things he needs to know.
But Puer smiled and shook his head, and said lightly: "I can't tell you this for the time being. I'll come and ask me when you take Brahsha down the mountain."
He did not tell the young man in front of him that it was almost entirely up to luck to pick up Brahsha. After all, no one could predict what was underground. Once the soul of an ancient troll appeared, it would be meaningless to say anything more.
The young man in white came to visit Mo David yesterday. He did not hear the profound meaning of Poole's words. He just thought he was worried that he would break the promise, so he used this as a handle to threaten him. So he solemnly said: "Senior, don't worry, I am not a person who breaks his promise. I will definitely do what I promised you."
Poole just said a little while but didn't say anything. He ordered Hakuri and others to see him off, and then he read the book in his hand.
After David Mo completely disappeared into the blacksmith shop, a big man who had been standing beside him whispered: "Master, since that Brahsha is so powerful, why don't we get some? If we get more such magical weapons, what else can those undead clowns be afraid of?"
The smile on Puer's face had completely disappeared, and he said coldly: "Divine weapons? I think it is a death-induced talisman! Only the demon king above the level 5 of the Holy Light is qualified to be buried there. It is not surprising that even if a temple-level soul is pulled out."
The big man couldn't help but take a breath, and then he said carefully after a while: "Master, don't you admire this young man? Why did you let him die? You should have told him just now."
A trace of disdain flashed across Poole's face, and he sneered: "Empression is appreciation, but doing business is doing business... But I want to see the luck of this young man. Maybe I can really surprise me."
Then he said a little angrily: "If it weren't for your brothers and brothers being too unsatisfied, I wouldn't have had to waste time on such a person!"
It was not that he didn't want to participate in the competition meetings in recent years. It was because several of his disciples could not get on the table, so he kept using the excuse of "station in Orlando, and he was almost a laughing stock in the Holy Court because of this incident, so he wanted to give up a young man who had just met for a while.
Besides, he has already made plans. If he gets a good ranking, he will be wise. Otherwise, the two of them will not be in a master-apprentice relationship. At that time, as long as he wants to promote a young man, he can not only distinguish the relationship between the two, but also get a kind and kind name.
But all this has to be based on one foundation, that is, this young man was able to walk down from Mount Kilimanjaro with Brahsa.
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After returning to Lusen Inn, Mo David informed Leya that he might be leaving for a while. The girl immediately expressed her desire to go with him because she was worried about his comfort, but was rejected.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to take Leya with him. If she can be with her on the road, it will relieve many loneliness and worries. But Mount Kilimanjaro is very dangerous and cannot be stepped into the diamond level five. It’s better to stay in this royal city to spend time than stay in the edge town.
So after he patiently explained for a long time, the girl finally agreed to stay in the inn and wait for him. Leya was left about 5,000 gold coins and told her to take good care of herself. David Mo left the inn alone.
He traveled all the way without any storm and night. After avoiding two high-armed checkpoints, he finally arrived at the town of Corawa the next evening!.)