Kelton's expression suddenly became strange. He subconsciously looked at Ruiqi several times before sighing softly:

"You young people..."

"Ye Lin is excellent in all aspects, but he is too romantic. He has many beautiful women in the outside world. Do you feel unwilling and embarrassed?"

Ruiqi shrugged her shoulders and said that it must be false to say that she was completely calm. Love is selfish. Both men and women want to possess it alone, but it will be fine if you think about it.

Embarrassing... I don't think there is anything embarrassing.

Her beautiful face in the style of a queen also showed an expression of satisfaction.

The so-called traditions, the so-called customs, including the trust and agreements that the gods have always been proud of, are a kind of culture built by humans themselves, and unwritten rules set by themselves.

There has never been a law that must be followed. The hermit has never said it, and the fog god has never said it.

She is very satisfied with Ye Lin's performance in all aspects, including giving her academic inspiration, strong connections, military protection, physical magic, and the speed of changing bed sheets afterwards. He performed very well.

As for other people's opinions, to be honest, Ruiqi herself has long stopped caring.

In the past, because she was a theorist, Ruiqi was often ridiculed by other scholars. She was ridiculed as a vase, beautiful on the outside, but empty on the inside, full of empty talk, and could not produce any results when asked.

Ye Lin agreed very much with the first half of the evaluation of Ruiqi... beautiful on the outside, but empty on the inside.

Kelton was amiable and stopped talking about this topic. Instead, he asked her if she was willing to be his student.

There was no need to hold a formal master-disciple ceremony. The identities of teacher and student were enough.

Kelton smiled and said, "The ancients said that when three people walk together, there must be one who is my teacher. You are no longer a naive child who has just started out. Your research results in some fields are better than mine. I may have to ask you for advice in the future."

He is indeed far ahead of Ruiqi in the field of fog machinery and has profound knowledge, but he focuses on the creation of machinery.

The latter has many excellent papers in the field of fog, and his research on hallucinations is even one step ahead of others. Many scholars and practitioners have benefited greatly from it.

Kelton believes that the identity of teacher and student is a relatively healthy educational future. Reducing the rights of teachers and reducing the burden of students, maintaining basic respect between teachers and students, and not forming the old-fashioned and rigid relationship of "teacher is father, apprentice is son" in the gear workshop.

Kelton canceled the rather serious apprenticeship process, and there was no need to kneel down to him formally. He only drank a cup of tea brewed by Ruiqi, and the relationship between teacher and student was determined.

"If you are not a disciple, you can't inherit the legacy of the hermit." Ruiqi teased in her heart, imitating Hazel's tone.

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The mist god was as cold as frost, her dress fluttered lightly, and the mist was ethereal. She stood alone, always silent, with a pair of sky-blue eyes like the thickest stroke in the sky, thick and curved eyelashes, looking at the mist basin with a little doubt.

The Misty Plateau was beaten into a deep basin in the Transcendence Battle just now, and there were wisps of strange hot smoke coming out. The soil, stones, and palaces were all annihilated in the terrible energy impact, and the natural environment changed drastically.

Without the familiar Misty Plateau, the unconscious God of Mist didn't know where to go, and the concept of "home" was still unfamiliar.

"How about inviting Lord God of Mist to live in the Sky Courtyard first? The environment there is beautiful, and God of Mist often goes there for a walk." The navigator suggested. She was already a powerful Transcendence, the fourth hermit in the God Realm, and she still respected the God of Mist.

"Then I will summon earth magicians to repair this place as soon as possible."

As the place where the Mist Bedroom is carried, the Misty Plateau has long had a different sacred meaning in the hearts of the people in the God Realm. The people in the God Realm regard it as a holy mountain and a place of pilgrimage.

Besides, such a large deep basin is not good-looking, and it is useless. 　　　　To put it nicely, the God Realm is three continents, the White Sea, the Heavy Spring, and the Thousand Seas and Sky.

To put it bluntly, there are three giant islands divided and wrapped by the ocean. The land resources are very precious. The White Sea does not need a huge basin terrain without characteristics and advantages.

Ni Wu released her Valkyrie status, and her plump and curvy figure shrank instantly, turning into a lively girl next door with a ponytail. Seeing Ye Lin's thumbs up to her, her eyebrows and eyes immediately curved, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

"Tsk tsk, the big sister looks so shy." Beiyana and the others also came back, all of them were full of energy, able to plow two acres of land with their bare hands, and gathered together to secretly complain about their big sister.

Just now, Sister Ni Wu was waving the ancient war spear fiercely, beating anyone she saw. The new transcendent in the God Realm, the navigator who called out Sagittarius, could not steal her glory. Now she looks shy. Who would believe it if I told others.

"Come here." Wanzi was always eccentric. He asked everyone to come closer and lowered his voice to say, "Are the leaders of the major forces in the demon world, including Sister Ni Wu, all... useless?"

"I don't know. Who dares to ask? Anyway, Aunt Katie is no longer good." Beiyana curled her lips and spoke faster than her brain.

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"Brother, how is your body? Is there any abnormality in the end?" Ni Wu hurried over and first cared about Ye Lin's physical condition. She knew that the senior brother had fought a battle with the great will.

Although she didn't hear the senior brother talk about it, she knew that the process must have been extremely dangerous.

"It's almost recovered. Let's go to Lopez and see if we can get information about Vanitas." The Eye of Surato ring appeared in Ye Lin's palm. The person who looked at it couldn't tell a lie.

Lopez was a transcendent and could ignore the influence of ordinary magic items. Ye Lin directly improved the effect of the Eye of Surato so that it would also be effective for transcendents.

"Brother, what should we do with the God of Mist..." Ni Wu raised her chin slightly, indicating the God of Mist who was slowly falling from the sky, barefoot, and suspended in the air.

Judging from the earth element magic power flowing from her fingertips, the God of Mist should instinctively want to rebuild the destroyed Misty Plateau and recreate the Mist Palace. She still has deep feelings for this place.

Ye Lin thought for a moment, then shouted to Xiao Su who was in a daze in the distance: "Su Su, can you help the God of Mist?"

"Okay... okay." Xiao Su came back to her senses and responded.

She did gain some benefits from watching Ni Wu unseal the ancient war spear with all her strength, and her control of magic became more handy, and her state of mind became a little stronger.

But later, the Sagittarius galaxy of the navigator overwhelmed the sky, covering the sun's light, and the world was filled with the afterglow of the power of Sagittarius.

At this moment, the navigator was the protagonist of this world.

Xiao Su stroked the root staff of the world tree and murmured to herself: "I already have the corresponding power reserves, and my state of mind is also natural. I can always maintain the holy spirit state without exiting. I am only half a step away from qualitative change."

"What I lack is not magic, nor state of mind, nor fighting, but an inspiration that can ignite everything I have, just like the fuse of a firecracker, I lack the last match."

On the other side, Ni Wu felt a little sorry for the expressionless state of the fog god, and there was a faint sense of separation all over his body, as if he no longer belonged to the human world and could fly to the sky at any time.

"Brother, when can the memory of the God of Mist be restored?"

Both Lopez and President Liyun have fallen, so there should be no need to fish in an unconscious state anymore.