Chapter Twenty-Three: Apprenticeship

"I'd love to take you as a teacher, but I'm afraid I'll end up disappointing you. Since people are well-intentioned, then the answer without a trace is naturally very polite. "No, it won't. As long as you want!" The old man smiled, very happy. "My little sister ......" "Who is your little sister?" Before she finished speaking, Ni Ping'er said with a red face. "That, that ......" was very embarrassed and incoherent, and he couldn't even think of how to call Ni Ping'er all of a sudden. "Hehe, it's good to be young!" Although Piao Wu's face was flushed with shame, the old man's words finally relieved him. Jiang is old and spicy, and the old man saw the ambiguous relationship between the two at a glance, and then said: "Little girl, what do you mean?" "It's not that I don't want to worship you as a teacher." As you said just now, I'm from the whole department. That's why I just want to worship the Great Magister of the whole lineage. Knowing that the old man might be embarrassed to say this, but he didn't want to find a master casually, so Ni Ping'er still said with a little embarrassment. "Haha......" The old man smiled very happily, wiped two strings of happy tears from his cheeks, and continued, "I must be better than the Great Magister, and I am from the whole department. The little girl looked at him in a daze, as if she didn't quite believe it. The old man saw her thoughts, he didn't take a magic wand, he didn't recite any spells, it seemed that he had a handful of magic, and the magic of various departments made a high-profile appearance in the sky. Piao Wuxian and Ni Ping'er were dumbfounded, since they set foot on the Western Earth Continent, except for Bob Didar, they had never seen anyone who could cast various types of magic so easily without a magic wand. "You, are you a divine beast incarnation? No, the cultivation method of the divine beast is not suitable for me. Ni Ping'er shouted. "No, I'm a fake. The old man said with a smile. "But why did you use a bow and arrow to save us?" asked Piao Wu, puzzled. "On the one hand, it is to hide people's eyes, and on the other hand, when I see your divine bow, it is a little itchy. The old man explained with a smile. With the speed of flying monsters, they had already reached safety during the conversation. The old man muttered in his mouth, and he didn't understand a word with Ni Ping'er, but the psychic beast had already obeyed the command and slowly landed in an open place.

Piao Wuxian and Ni Ping'er both knelt down to apprentice. The "teacher" in his mouth screamed loudly. The old man hurriedly lifted the two of them up from the ground. When he was about to die, he was very relieved to receive two disciples with excellent qualifications. The West Soil is not as elaborate as the East Soil, so it is simply a kneeling bow and shouting "Teacher", and the apprenticeship ceremony is completed. Although Piao Wuxian and Ni Ping'er are young, they are already well-known in the Xitu rivers and lakes, and they have become well-known recently. Therefore, the old man has been paying more attention, and after a long time of secret observation, he finally made up his mind to accept the two as apprentices. Therefore, the old man has a more in-depth understanding of the two. But Piao Wuxian and Ni Ping'er don't know anything about the old man, and now that they have worshiped others as teachers, they must at least figure out their names. The old man was also very happy to tell the truth. His name was Justinian, and he was nicknamed "The Most Holy of Magic" (the magical attainment of magic and the attainment of the realm of the sage), or "The Demon Saint" for short. He is the supreme powerhouse of the wizarding world who has been famous for a hundred years in the Western Earth Continent. Both of them were thrilled to have such a brilliant teacher.

"You're happy, I'm actually happier. But I have to remind you that just because you have good qualifications doesn't mean you can become the pinnacle. If there is no acquired hard work, no countless blood and sweat dedication, no perseverance, no perseverance, no perseverance, then no matter how good the qualifications are, it is in vain. Justinian said earnestly.

In fact, Piao Wuxian has long felt the defects of oriental martial arts, and he can neither attack from a distance nor fly at high altitudes. When encountering a Western Earth magician, in the absence of a divine weapon, it is extremely passive. But he was a little confused by the praise of the master he had just worshipped, so he asked, "Teacher, you say that I am a genius among magical geniuses?" "You don't believe it?" Justinian asked rhetorically. Drifting without a trace nodded honestly. Justinian didn't say a word, a fireball rose in his hand, and with a "Teng" sound, it quickly rushed towards the drift without a trace. Drifting without a trace just wanted to defend by luck, when suddenly an angry shout sounded: "No defense." "Boom", without the protection of the body, the fireball really hit the body without a trace. The impact was so strong that it took a few steps back. But a strange phenomenon appeared, the expected Teng Blaze did not appear, and as soon as the fireball adhered to the body, it "snorted" and burrowed into the body like a poisonous snake.

Shocked without a trace, he took off his shirt, looked and looked, but did not find the slightest abnormality, and the skin of his whole body was still intact. "What's going on? What did you just release?" asked Piano in surprise. "Don't be nervous, it's just an ordinary magic fireball. Justinian said with a smile. "But, why did it disappear all of a sudden?" Ni Ping'er was also curious and interjected. "That's what makes him special. Originally, I took a fancy to you, but during this siege of you, I was surprised to discover this strange phenomenon. The disappearance of the fireball indicates that the magic attack he had just absorbed was absorbed by him. It is rumored that the purple dragons, a magical race among the dragons, have this trait, but the speed at which they absorb them (refer to relevant records) seems to be not as fast as yours. According to ancient legends, if such a talent could appear among the human race, then this person would definitely push the human magic cultivation to an unprecedented height. "Over the years, Justinian knew a great deal about the mysteries and legends. "You mean, no trace is such a talent?" Ni Ping'er exclaimed. Justinian nodded. "Then who is more powerful than him and me?" Ni Ping'er asked mischievously, her big eyes sparkling, looking both expectant and nervous. "Although it is very rare to have a full range of magical talents, there will always be a few in each era, and of course they can basically become peak powerhouses. A rumored genius like his is hard to come by, and as far as I know, he is the second in the long history of mankind. The first is the founder of the current Church, the first pope, and the only invincible powerhouse who single-handedly unifies the Western Earth Continent. "Hmph,......" Ni Ping'er had already understood the meaning of Justinian, so her small mouth was high, and she seemed to be quite unconvinced. "No wonder you say he's a genius of geniuses. It turned out to be compared to us people. "The little girl is a little indignant, and she is very unwilling to be someone's green leaf for others, especially someone. "Don't be disappointed, you're the only magical female genius I know from ancient times to the present, and it's not impossible to become a character who shocks the past and the present. Justinian reassured. "You're not lying to me, are you?" Ni Ping'er was a little skeptical. "If you want to be a teacher or not, I swear to God. Justinian said solemnly. "Don't, I believe it, I believe it!" Ni Ping'er quickly replied, and stuck out her tongue mischievously after speaking.

Actually, our Piao brother is not the same as the first person in the wizarding world who shook the past and the present. They really have an unparalleled talent for magic, but the Brother Piao we know is completely acquired. First, it was the refining of "Ten Thousand Spirit Grass", then the baptism of "Holy Spirit Fruit", and then it was fortunate to fuse with the blood of the Eastern Divine Dragon and the Magic Purple Dragon. Not only has he created a bronze head and iron bones, but he also has unlimited magical potential. Of course, it is difficult to say which is better or worse between nature and nurture. So let's wait and see.

With no trace and Ni Ping'er looking at him with great excitement and anticipation, Justinian finally began his magic teaching activities. To their surprise, the old man said that in order to learn magic, he had to know the history of magic, so he began his sleepy tirade. Through the introduction, the two roughly understood that the magic of the Western Earth Continent originated more than 2,000 years ago, and in the struggle between people and the disease, a few people felt the magic fluctuations, and then tried to control the magic element to treat the disease, and some people actually succeeded. After that, the men were inspired to delve into magic. With the development of a long period of time and the evolution of many years, it is now a very complex and diverse magic cultivation method. No matter what kind of cultivation method, there are seven main types of magic that can be successfully cultivated in the end—wind, wood, water (ice), fire, earth, electricity, and light. Of course, there are also people who list ice magic separately as one of the main types of magic. But Justinian personally believes that in fact, the ice system is just a variant of the water system, and strictly speaking it is still water magic. In addition, there is also dark magic, although the power is strong, but most of them have to deal with the undead, so ordinary people will not cultivate, even if they are successful in cultivation, they are also known as necromancers, and they are disgusted by the world, and they can only act secretly, otherwise they are easy to be attacked by groups. Except for a slight interest in the type of magic, the other ten may not hear about it, let alone memorize it. Justinian shook his head and sighed helplessly when he saw the sleepy-eyed appearance of the two.