C11 Master

He put his hands behind his back and turned his head to the side.

"I can help you reconstruct your Spiritual Roots and become a powerful expert!"

Dongfang Xiaoran was shocked. She definitely had to become stronger, and she had to become stronger quickly. Now that she had coincidentally met this purple-clothed man, his ability was undoubtedly the person she needed the most. However …

She gripped the blue tear-stone tightly and opened her mouth cautiously, staring straight at his face, which was covered with a thin silver mask.

"Speak, your conditions. Of course, if you want the blue tear stone, then we will discuss everything!" Since there was no free lunch in the world, Dongfang Xiaoran wasn't so stupid as to think that this man was in a good mood and suddenly wanted to help her.

He could clearly see the curve of the man's jaw moving, Dongfang Xiaoran thought. He must be laughing!

Just as her heart tensed for fear that he would anger her and come snatching away the tear-stone from her hands, the man suddenly turned his head and his amber eyes met hers.

He said softly, "My condition is that you take me as your Master!"

"What?"

Dongfang Xiaoran was shocked. She was completely shocked! Could it be that his brain was playing tricks on him to accept her as his disciple? If she became his disciple, then the one to suffer would be him, no? Moreover, she was his disciple, so he wouldn't receive any benefits at all, would he?

The man continued, "If you acknowledge me as your Master, I'll pass on to you the skills in various aspects of summoning techniques. You'll follow the teacher-disciple method!"

"Such a good thing?" Dongfang Xiaoran hesitated. On one hand, it was unexpected. On the other, it was the path to becoming an expert.

Perhaps he had noticed the hesitation in her heart, the purple-clothed man spoke again: "You can rest assured that I won't ask you to do anything that goes against your heart!"

After saying this, Dongfang Xiaoran relaxed.

She smiled brightly, "Alright, I'll acknowledge you as my master!"

"Di Qing Mo, my name."

Immediately after, Di Qingmo waved his wide sleeves as a book suddenly appeared in the air and floated into Dongfang Xiaoran's hands.

"This is an elementary summoning skill book. Take it and have a good look at it!"

Dongfang Xiaoran received it. Di Qing Mo lightly waved his arm again and a jade flute that was about the length of a palm and a simple ring flew towards her.

This is a sound transmission flute and storage ring. Regarding the use of a sound transmission flute, the storage ring contains detailed manuals.

"Yes."

Dongfang Xiaoran casually answered with curiosity as she took the two items. In the past, Dongfang Xiaoran remembered that there was information regarding storage rings. The storage ring looked no different from an ordinary ring, but a storage ring was a type of spatial item. It had a certain amount of space and could be used to store any non-living body.

In addition, in the East Peak Mainland, storage rings were divided into different levels, each corresponding to a different spatial domain.

Of course, with different levels and storage rings, the price of the storage rings would be different.

Suddenly, she raised her head to look at Di Qing Mo with a bright and beautiful smile on her face: "Since you're my master, shouldn't you take off your mask for me to see or introduce yourself to me? For example, who are you?"

Di Qingmo suddenly smiled. His low and magnetic voice spread out, directly striking at the bottom of everyone's heart. He suddenly moved closer to her, the ice-cold metal mask in front of his eyes.

"Do you know? Anyone who sees my true face will not be able to live! "

The corner of Dongfang Xiaoran's mouth twitched and her smile froze on her lips.

Di Qingmo suddenly straightened his body and waved his long sleeve, "Let's do it like this. When it's time to meet, I will naturally come and see you!"

Suddenly, Di Qing Mo's gaze fell on the little thing on Dongfang Xiaoran's shoulder. Her thin lips slightly curled up: "I never thought that there would be a spirit beast here!" He stretched out his slender fingers and drew a strange image that Dongfang Xiaoran couldn't see. After he finished the last stroke, he waved his long sleeve and the invisible image flew toward the little thing.