Time flies, and it has been ten years in the blink of an eye. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The edge of the Far North Heath, full of shrubs and coniferous forests, is made even more bleak by the arrival of autumn.

On the shore of Nas Lake, there is a behemoth, this is a demon cow, the figure of the demon cow is much taller than ordinary cows, the whole body weighs almost two tons, the two eyes are like two copper bells, the horns are shining with cold light, this horn can easily penetrate the light armor of infantry equipment. This is the edge of the Far North Wasteland, there are no powerful Demonic Beasts, occasionally encounter a few first-level Demonic Beasts, even second-level ones are rare, as a relatively powerful species of first-level Demonic Beasts, this Demon Bull does not have the slightest vigilance, is leisurely drinking water on the shore.

Without the slightest warning, a lightning bolt suddenly struck the body of the demon bull, the eyes of the demon bull flashed an anthropomorphic frightened expression, but the paralysis of the body made it unable to move, and then a column of water rushed to the body, the original hard fur under the impact of the water column suddenly opened the flesh, and the last fireball fell from the sky, surrounding the demon bull, all this was almost instantaneous, and at this time, the demon cow's painful cry sounded, but soon the sound was quiet, and a smell of barbecue came out.

A young man dressed as a swordsman jumped out, looked at the soon-to-mature demon cow in front of him, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said to himself: "Yes, crispy on the outside and on the inside, eight medium-cooked, this time the heat is better controlled." After speaking, the light on his fingers flashed, and the huge corpse of the demon cow was gone.

The young man dressed as a swordsman was Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang counted the magic crystals in the storage ring, and nodded with satisfaction: "It's only one morning, there are already twenty first-level magic crystals, go back and get them in the town to sell them to those black-hearted merchants, enough for yourself and the old magician to spend for a while." The merchants in the town were also too black-hearted, and a first-level magic crystal was only given ten silver coins! I heard that within the empire, a magic crystal of this level can be sold for fifty silver coins a piece, but Zhang Yang has no choice, because the old mage does not allow him to run so far, so in this other world, Zhang Yang is still a country boy who has never seen the world.

Zhang Yang hummed a song all the way back to the small thatched hut, the old mage was already waiting for him in the thatched hut, "Teacher, today I hit 20 magic crystals, but unfortunately they are all first-class, but they can also be sold for 200 silver coins." ”

Compared with the flamboyant new Gao Cailie, the old mage was a little worried. He turned his face and looked at Zhang Yang, as if he wanted to say something and stopped, his brows furrowed, and the wrinkles on his face became deeper.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you?"

The old mage sighed, "Alas, Zhang Yang, you are sixteen years old this year, you have been by my side for the past sixteen years, and the things that the teacher can teach you are almost the same, therefore, the teacher wants you to go out and practice, but you can't always let you stay by my side, you will never become a real powerhouse!" ”

"Teacher, it's good for me to stay here, why do I want to go out and practice?" After Zhang Yang came to this world, he was still used to the living habits of an otaku in his previous life.

Reading books, the old mage's collection of books is simply incomparable, history, politics, economics, magic, martial arts, everything.

A child has the soul of an adult, and he can't sleep like other children at all, so he has read the old master's books every day in boredom since he was one year old.

Reading books every day, contacting magic and martial arts, and hunting are just comfortable lives, so Zhang Yang is reluctant to run out of the so-called experience.

So, do you want to know who your parents are? The teacher said that you were picked up by me. ”

Parents?

Zhang Yang was an orphan in his previous life, and after crossing over, he never thought about his parents, in Zhang Yang's eyes, parents are a strange word, and he has never had the word parents in his head. However, after the old mage mentioned it, Zhang Yang suddenly felt endless loneliness, yes, normal people can easily enjoy the joy of family, he has lived twice, and he is still an orphan!

As if seeing Zhang Yang's frustration, the old master said, "The teacher wants you to go out to experience the experience, and also inquire about the news of your parents."

After speaking, without waiting for Zhang Yang to answer, the old mage changed the topic again, "In the history of the mainland, there are many powerful magicians and many powerful warriors, but no one has ever cultivated both magic and martial arts, because the energy of a person's life is limited, if there are too many choices, in the end, on the contrary, martial arts and magic cannot be cultivated to the top, but you are different!" ”

The old mage paused, and then said: "Your mental power and magical talent are the best I have ever seen, and it can even be said that it is much more than the so-called genius in the past, but this will also have a drawback, that is, your magic power has improved too quickly, and the teacher is worried that this will make your foundation unstable, so the teacher has taught you martial arts again, just don't waste the extra time." Moreover, cultivating martial arts improves your physical fitness, and can also assist you in your magic cultivation. “

"However, there are two things you must remember, first, magic is your major, and martial arts is only a minor, and you must not abandon the basics."

"Second, don't let people know that you know the three systems of magic, otherwise, you'll be in a lot of trouble! Because for thousands of years, except for you, no one has ever had a second-line magic, even a ninth-level magister, all of them are single-line. ”

"Yes, the disciple remembered!" Zhang Yang bowed deeply to the old mage, since he came to this world, the old mage brought him up single-handedly and handed him a whole body of skills, it can be said that in Zhang Yang's heart, the old mage has surpassed his parents and become his most important person.

"But teacher, if the disciple leaves, can the teacher live alone, after all, teacher, you have lost your magic power, there is no way to release magic, live alone, in case of danger..."

The old mage stretched out his hand, picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and said, "You don't have to worry about this, the teacher has been living in seclusion here for a long time, and no one knows that I am here." Besides, the teacher is already a wasted person, who else will be bad for the teacher? “

Why did the old mage lose his magic power, Zhang Yang asked many times but there was no answer, and every time he asked, the old mage's expression was very complicated, painful and self-blaming.

Maybe everyone has their own secrets, and there are things about the past that are not far away, and the fact that he is a traverser, isn't it also hidden in his heart, and he didn't dare to mention it to anyone.

"Okay, go and prepare, don't worry about my old man, I won't be fine without you." The old mage said with a smile.

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