The Blessing Of The Ancient Holy Tree

There was even a space crack. The Mahathera, who was present at the time and hesitated whether to help or not, was also frightened.

Moreover, the Mahathera did not believe that the old blind man would find a person without the talent to be his apprentice. The Mahathera knew that this technique could only pass it on to one person.

the Mahathera's words almost make Ning Tian vomit blood.

"I only learned from the teacher not long ago, and I am not weak."

Ning Tian resisted.

"Oh!!"

Mahathera's answer was very superficial. Ning Tian doesn't know whether he understands it or continues to say something in his heart.

Ning Tian feels that his heart is fast and he can't bear it. "Do you blame me for his weakness? You old monsters, you really have no idea how difficult I am," he said in his mind.

"The Mahathera, you haven't answered my question yet. What on earth did you want to do when you brought me here?"