8. The relationship between the master and the master
"Repay? You little flying insect will die with a slap in the face. Tong Ling'er looked at this little spirit worm that could only talk, and felt that it was very cute.
"I'll help you become a high-level sorcerer!"
"Sorcerer? You're not kidding, are you? Who wouldn't want to be a sorcerer in this bizarre empire? If I could, I wouldn't be where I am today! Just those attributes and other conditions are a bit harsh to think about. Tong Ling'er complained a little that this little sperm was making fun of her, but after a while, she suddenly felt a little happy: "Didn't you see some of the potential of this princess?" ”
The little sperm looked at Tong Ling'er's annoyed and happy expression, which was really cute: "For your sake of taking me in, I'll try my best." Your conditions, in general, can only be regarded as qualified, but there are many ways for the little elves, and you are not afraid of your poor foundation. ”
"You ......" Tong Ling'er was annoyed by the embarrassed look of the little elf: "Since I'm so unbearable, then I don't want you to give me charity." ”
"Yo, master, it's so easy to get angry again, have you forgotten your two-year agreement with Shangguan Wan'er?"
Tong Ling'er looked at the little sperm worm carefully: "A sorcerer needs a real sorcerer to teach him by hand, could it be that you are still a sorcerer?" ”
Looking at the puzzled gaze cast by Tong Ling'er, the little elf patted her chest with her wings: "What's so strange about this?" If it is fake, it will be replaced. I'm not an ordinary bug, I'm a spirit worm. After saying that, the little elf worm laughed.
Tong Ling'er's eyes suddenly brightened, and she looked at the little elf with joy: "Dare to ask, how is the level of a sorcerer calculated, which level are you?" Tong Ling'er has always heard about the world of sorcerers, but she knows that their status is noble and has always been mysterious, and now that she has met a living person, she will express her doubts in one go.
"The grades are only one to nine, just numbers, I never remember." The elf waved her hand.
Tong Ling'er's impression of the sorcerer has always stayed in the Duyazi of Guiyunzhuang, he is the sixth grade, and it can be regarded as a first-class level in the entire Martha Empire, since this little elf is also a sorcerer, maybe they still know each other, so he deliberately quipped: "How much worse are you compared to Duyazi?" ”
"That kind of goods, can it also be called a level?" The little elf was a little displeased: "Master, whether you learn or not, I don't want to accompany you to delay your work." ”
"Learn, of course." Tong Ling'er hurriedly responded, still studying and thinking about the words of this little elf in her heart, and even called the famous Duyazi that kind of goods, this little elf is not a lie, or is simply a madman full of nonsense.
"Master, what do you want, if you want to learn, don't you hurry up and worship me as a teacher?"
Tong Ling'er was interrupted by the words of the little elf, and the little elf in front of her fluttered its wings and flew higher than Tong Ling'er's eyes, and that kind of lofty posture made Tong Ling'er a little unhappy: "I still want to apprentice!" ”
"That's nature." The little elf worm sat there with a smile in his eyes: "If you don't apprentice, you want to learn my exclusive secrets, master, don't be too good in your abacus." ”
Tong Ling'er was a little helpless, although she didn't know whether what this little elf said was true or false, but there was no other way at the moment, she wanted to be a magician, she didn't want to be despised and spurned by others. Tong Ling'er knelt on the bed with some reluctance, and respectfully bowed to the little elf.
The elf seemed to be very satisfied, and began to speak with a blank look: "Don't you always ask who I am?" My name is Zhuo Tianya, everyone generally calls me Zhuo Lao, as for the rest, you don't need to know, now you just need to remember that I am your master. ”
"Zhuo Lao, such a immature voice?"
"I've said a few times that I'm a spirit worm, I've lived for thousands of years, and I'm afraid of scaring you with a child's voice."
Tong Ling'er really hadn't heard of Zhuo Lao's name, and she didn't know how to take it, but the apprenticeship had already been done, so it was better to care about the question in front of her: "Zhuo Lao, how are you going to let me cultivate my complexion to the fullest?" ”
"None of that matters. In the past few years, you have been cultivating your complexion, but you have not grown, I have indeed absorbed a lot of your complexion, but it has also increased your base strength, causing your body to have strong strength, in fact, it is also very good for yourself, and you will thank me in the future. The little elf said a little proudly, but the immature voice really became old.
Tong Ling'er was a little stunned when she heard the little elf's words: "This little elf is too good at making excuses for himself, stealing my complexion, and saying that it is for my good, and I have to thank it in the end." But when he came back to his senses, he began to care about his ultimate goal: "Then master, when will you teach me the skills of medicine?" ”
"If you want to make medicine, you must have enough fighting spirit and ice and fire attributes, so before you officially learn pharmaceutical skills, you must first cultivate your complexion to full qualification, and then learn ice and fire skills, only the perfect combination of skills and complexion can you enter the pharmaceutical stage."
"Ice and Fire Skill, then teacher, take out your private cheats and give it to me! So that I can have the power of heaven-level qi. "Tong Ling'er is a little joking about the little elves.
"Heaven-level skill book, you girl can also say it." The little elf scolded.
"Master, I'm all under your door, you can't let me open my mouth to the queen mother, ask her for the skill book of the local level, and besides, I'm not qualified, I can't reach that level all of a sudden, and I should be ashamed of being known by others."
The little elf rolled her eyes, and then laughed: "Since you have come to my door, naturally I will not let you learn your family's techniques, I don't have a heaven-level skill book, but I have a set of unusual techniques, do you want to try it?" ”
"What technique?"
"Zhuo's technique. A magical technique. ”
"How magical?"
"It catalyzes, it multisizes. Isn't it amazing that such a powerful technique is not magical? ”
"Really?"
"Really."
Tong Ling'er was a little skeptical of this little elf's words: "Have others ever cultivated?" ”
"No one has ever cultivated, you are the first."
"Have you ever tried it yourself?"
"Nope." The elf shook her head.
Tong Ling'er felt that she was being tricked by this little elf again: "You lied to me again." ”
"How have I lied to you? This world is so big, what kind of technique is not there, you have not seen it, it does not mean that there is none. The little elf said with an oath.
"How do you know?"
"That's what it says in the skill book."
"Is there really such a technique? Bring it to me for research. Tong Ling'er was a little impatient.
"Not now, your top priority is to improve your complexion to full qualification, and I will teach you other skills." The little sperm hurried to grab the white.
"So what now?"
"An external force forcibly injects you with the power of your complexion, but you don't have a level and are easy to hurt your organs, although your complexion has not grown, but you practice every day, your foundation is strong, and another external force should be useful."
"Taking bath pills?" Tong Ling'er hurriedly interjected.
"That kind of thing you want too? If you don't eat well, it's easy to clog your seven meridians and eight veins. ”
Tong Ling'er rolled her eyes: "Such a precious thing, it's all dung when you come here, so what do you give me to eat?" ”
"Tomorrow, you prepare the whole black zygote and the bones of the white peony."
"Where do I go? It's so expensive, I just can't help it if I don't eat or drink all day. ”
"You're so embarrassed to get some materials, I don't want to take out my nutrient solution yet." The elf also muttered, "Don't let anyone know about my storage, I'm going to sleep in your ears." After saying that, he got into it like a puff of smoke.
"It turns out that the premise of being a sorcerer must be a rich man, and it seems that I have to be a loser." Tong Ling'er smiled bitterly and shook her head, and in the distance, she saw a figure that seemed to be Mu Yan looking around.