Old man Mo no longer paid attention to Bai Mu and sighed to the sky alone. It is undeniable that now is the era of systems. It is difficult for ordinary mage warriors to fight against the powerful system, but everything has positive and negative sides. There are good and bad, there are advantages and disadvantages, there are light and darkness, and there are systems and there are power to restrain the system...

Even a warrior magician without a system can defeat the powerful sacred system as long as he can reach the pinnacle.

If the system represents an order, people and things that destroy the order will inevitably appear. No matter who creates the rules, there will always be people who break the rules.

Old Man Mo frowned. He had not had much time left and could not leave Black Stone Mountain. Where should I find someone who could defeat the system and break the rules, and then release him from the boundless darkness?

Old Man Mo came to his senses and found that Bai Mu was still there.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

Bai Mu's face was full of stubbornness: "I want to learn magic. Master Mo, please teach me magic."

Old Man Mo sneered: "I said you are not that material."

"I won't give up even if there is only a little chance."

"But you have no chance at all."

Old Man Mo snorted contempt and turned to return to the cave. Bai Mu stepped forward and grabbed his hand. Old Man Mo pulled his hand back as if he was electrocuted, and looked at Bai Mu in horror...

"Who are you?"

"ah?"

Old Man Mo touched the back of his hand and looked at Bai Mu in surprise. This kid had almost no spiritual power in his body and his physique was also average, but the blood from the broken skin in his palm actually burned him?

"Come in with me."

Old man Mo covered his hands and returned to the cave, and Bai Mu followed closely behind.

"Are you willing to teach me magic?"

"How many times do you ask me to say it?" Old Man Mo said angrily: "Your spiritual affinity is too low, and you are destined to be unable to practice magic fighting spirit."

"Then what did you ask me to come in?"

"Why do you want to learn magic?"

Bai Mu said firmly: "I want to learn magic to save Chris."

Old Man Mo didn't care who Bai Mu wanted to save, and said strangely: "I can teach you a kind of power, neither magic nor fighting spirit. If this power can be cultivated to the extreme, it can defeat the most powerful system. Do you want to learn it?"

Bai Mu blinked: "I don't want to, I still want to learn magic."

Old man Mo was furious: "Get out of here!"

“(￢_￢)”

Bai Mu asked weakly: "What power can you teach me?"

"The power of transformation."

"don't know."

Old Man Mo explained: "Simply put, it means that after continuous tempering of the physique, you will eventually gain the power to fly to the sky like a butterfly after several transformations."

"Can I fly?"

"Not only can you fly, you will also have powerful power and unparalleled speed. Just imagine when you have super high hand speed..."

Bai Mu interrupted in a strange way: "The super high hand speed sounds unhealthy."

“(￢_￢)”

Old Man Mo was furious again, and was angry and embarrassed: "If you don't want to learn, get out!"

"I learn, I learn."

Old Man Mo took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and said slowly: "However, the power of transformation needs an introduction. You have to eat something, so it may be difficult to eat."

"Do you have a feces?"

"If you want to eat manure, I won't stop you." Old Man Mo curled his lips: "What you want to eat is a butterfly."

Bai Mu was relieved when he heard this: "I have eaten many kinds of insects before. I have eaten spiders, scorpions, centipedes, millipedes, stickworms, beetles, grasshoppers, dragonflies, and deer mantis..."

“(⊙_⊙)”

Old Man Mo was shocked: "Did you just stuff it into your mouth when you catch something?"

"But I haven't eaten a butterfly."

Old Man Mo took a stone box from the stone wall lattice and opened it. He saw that it contained a huge butterfly, colorful, and his wings shining with mysterious fluorescent runes.

Bai Mu blinked in a daze: "How do I eat it?"

"Just swallow it all."

In order to gain strength to rescue his mother, Bai Mu grabbed the whole butterfly and stuffed it into his mouth without any hesitation. The taste was not very good, and there was too much powder...

Old man Mo hid far away, afraid of smelling some powder on the butterfly's wings. He looked at Bai Mu swallowing the butterfly and asked carefully: "How is it?"

“A little bit of it.”

“(￢_￢)”

Old Man Mo rolled his eyes: "I'm asking you how you feel in your body?"

Bai Mu shook his head: "I don't feel anything."

"No way?" Old Man Mo showed disbelief. He just scraped a little bit of powder on his wings and refined it into a potion to strengthen his physique and then took it. It was almost useless. Why didn't this kid feel anything?

One old and the other young, each one is looking at each other.

After a while, Old Man Mo asked weakly: "You really don't feel anything?"

Bai Mu tilted his head: "No."

Old man Mo was in tears. This was the hell demon butterfly that had been treasured in the treasure house of the Sgodon Empire Palace. Legend has it that it was a destructive spirit that broke out from hell by relying on the power of transformation, and had the power to destroy the rules and order...

Have you failed?

Old man Mo sat down dejectedly, too lazy to see Bai Mu, so he waved his hand: "You go back first."

"Didn't you say you want to teach me the power of transformation?"

"I've taught you."

"Why can't I feel it?"

"You want to practice."

"How to practice?"

Old Man Mo said perfunctorily: "Eat more food every day and dig more coal."

"I understand." Bai Mu thought about it too late: "Then I'll go back first."

It was dark at night. Bai Mu returned halfway with a kerosene lamp and met Sam. After dinner, Bai Mu said he wanted to go to the cottage, but he didn't come back for a long time. Sam guessed that he might have gone to find Old Man Mo, so he came here.

The two returned to the cave dormitory of the underground coal mining team and walked over with glasses.

"Xiaobai, where have you been?"

"I'm going to find Master Mo."

"You beg him to teach you magic again?"

"He said that my spiritual affinity is too low and I can't learn magical fighting spirit."

Sam and others comforted: "We are like you, most people in the world cannot learn magical fighting spirit."

Bai Mu whispered mysteriously: "Master Mo has taught me the power of transformation."

"The power of transformation?"

"It's neither magic nor fighting spirit." Bai Mu couldn't explain it clearly and said vaguely: "Anyway, Master Mo asked me to eat more and dig more coal, and I will be able to fly to the sky like a butterfly in the future."

Sam and others burst into laughter, and Old Man Mo was obviously lying to the child.

In the middle of the night, Bai Mu lay on the stone bed and tossed and turned, his skin glowing green, and mysterious runes shining. He sat up unconsciously, tore up his clothes, and destroyed them everywhere. Sam woke up and hugged Bai Mu, but was thrown out. In the end, the five strong men worked together to press Bai Mu, who had become extremely powerful after going crazy, on the stone bed.

Five shirtless men, sweating profusely against a boy who is not wearing clothes, tender skin, and constantly struggling and roaring. The scene is a little exciting...
Chapter completed!