"What is the method? Master, please tell me. I want to be strong. ”

"Huh. "I haven't seen him for 2 years, Wuqi has become so motivated, Worthen is in a very happy mood, and he has always hoped that Wuqi can become his pride. After chuckling twice, Worthen nodded with satisfaction, touched Wuqi's little head, and said solemnly: "If you want to become stronger, take the master as a stand." There's only one way you can do it right now. ”

"Master, tell me quickly. Don't sell it. Wuqi eagerly pulled the corner of Lavorsen's clothes,

"Okay. Worthen's smile suddenly retracted, and he suddenly looked at Wuqi with a serious expression, and said in a low voice: "Master speculates that you are not born to cultivate swordsmen and axe fighters, the kind of hand-to-hand combat profession. According to the teacher, your mind is very good and very intelligent, but your physical fitness is very poor, and your strength and physical strength are far inferior to ordinary people. Such a situation should be born to cultivate magician, wizard and other distant combat professions. Therefore, from the perspective of the teacher, if you want to become stronger, you can only choose to become a long-distance combat profession with extremely high mental ability and extremely poor physical fitness in other aspects, so that you can progress and slowly improve your strength. ”

"What does Master mean?"

"Re-cultivate under the disciple of the teacher and become a wizard. Aim to become a beginner wizard first, and then slowly increase your goals. So that you can get stronger and stronger. ”

At the thought of Wuqi, who he had raised bit by bit, was going to truly follow him to learn witchcraft, Worthen's heart couldn't help but rise with joy. There are not a few apprentices he has accepted, but they can't be compared with the two perverts of Sword Saint Abel and Dou Saint Uggins. But even though Worthen accepted so many apprentices, few of them really learned all the real skills from him, and most of the apprentices only learned a little from him and gave up. Because the longer they have been in contact with Worthen, the more they feel that witchcraft is a chicken, so many people choose to give up halfway. But because they worshiped Walsen after all, and it was difficult to tell Walsen what they really thought in their hearts directly, they found various reasons to shirk it.

At the beginning, after the cultivation time came, Worthen found that there were a lot of apprentices missing, and he was very angry. But as time passed, he gradually gave up the idea of teaching these apprentices the true skills. In the end, he even planned to stop accepting apprentices, just let some people who were particularly interested in witchcraft learn from him for a while, and he only gave them some simple instructions, and did not intend to teach them real skills. This is the scene that in the 2 years that Wuqi went down the mountain, Worthen no longer accepted inner disciples, but only outer disciples.

Wuqi's mood was not very good, and there was no progress in the past 2 years, let alone his master, and even Wuqi himself lost confidence in himself. But as soon as he heard Worthen say that he was suitable for practicing witchcraft, and carefully recalled Worthen's analysis just now, Wuqi suddenly felt that his whole body seemed to be full of strength, and his mood was a little sluggish as if he had just eaten honey, which made his face full of smiles, and his two eyes were bent into two crescents with laughter.

"Master, then you can quickly teach me witchcraft. I want to be stronger!

Seeing Wuqi's gaze so attentive, Worthen patted his head with relief, shook his head and smiled: "It seems that it is still necessary to let you go out for two years." I didn't expect you to become so motivated as soon as you went up the mountain, which made Master and I a little unbelievable. Where is the little rabbit cub who used to be lazy all day long and only knew how to follow the master to peek at your sister's bath?"

As soon as he heard this, Wuqi's face suddenly turned red, and he bowed his head in embarrassment. Instead of continuing to make fun of Wuqi, after smiling slightly, his expression suddenly changed, and the smile on his face immediately retracted, and instead showed a solemn expression, and said lightly: "To become a junior wizard." You have to pass a test. This is the rule of our wizard lineage, the rules inherited from the ancient wizard lineage, and it has never changed. ”

Speaking of this, Worthen's words suddenly stopped, and after a fleeting look of distress flashed in his eyes, he asked solemnly: "Wuqi, Master asks you again, are you sure you want to become a wizard in the future?" Although wizards do not have the super physical fitness of the melee professions of swordsmen, axe fighters, and gladiators, nor do they have the super lethality of magicians and archers in long-range attacks, the history of wizards is very long. Strictly speaking, we wizards can trace back to the beginning of human beings in ancient times. ”,

At first, when he heard that the strength of wizards was far inferior to that of swordsmen and magicians, two classes with distinct characteristics, Wuqi was very disappointed, and even had thoughts of regret. But when he heard that the history of wizards was so long, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart: Master's wizard has a history of such a long time, if he cultivates hard, he can definitely be more powerful than swordsmen and axe fighters, maybe there are some secret tricks that will not be passed down.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl slightly, and he opened his mouth wide and said in surprise: "Wow, Master! According to what you say, aren't we wizards more powerful than those two uncles with swords and axes?"

"Of course. Without hesitation, Worthen straightened his back and replied confidently. The look of surprise in Wuqi's eyes suddenly flashed, but he didn't get excited for long, and after Worthen deliberately cleared his throat, he said with some embarrassment: "But." And that's just for real wizards. In fact, the witchcraft practiced by your master and me is just a small branch of the ancient wizard lineage. In ancient times, we were not called shamans, and the term shamans only appeared tens of thousands of years ago. In fact, in ancient times, everyone called us sorcerers. ”

"Spellcaster?" looked up at Worthen in confusion, his eyes showing confusion and doubt, "Master, is there any difference between a spellmaster and a wizard?"

Worthen smiled slightly, and he patiently explained, "Let's put it this way. Master's current identity as a sorcerer, and the witchcraft he cultivates, in fact, is a spellcaster. In other words, the sorcerer is the ancestor of the sorcerer, and many of the sorcerer's techniques have been lost, so the master is not as majestic as our ancestors sorcerers in the past. However, as long as you work hard, you can still become a strong person through the study of witchcraft. There is no guarantee otherwise, at least to become a strong master with primary strength like Master, there is absolutely no problem, as long as you are willing to work hard. ”

For Wuqi, as long as he can improve, as long as he can improve his strength, he is willing to cultivate, even if this witchcraft is completely incomparable to the previous spell master as Watson just said, and his strength is much weaker, but it is still better than his current situation of not moving forward an inch. Therefore, Wuqi still said excitedly: "That's not bad! Although the spell master is more powerful, it seems that there is no way to cultivate." Master, I'd better learn witchcraft. ”

"Good. Then Master won't talk much nonsense. You're ready to get out of the way now. Watson nodded slightly, pointed to the door, and said lightly,

"Master, where do you want me to go, aren't you going to teach me to practice witchcraft?" Wuqi was suddenly stunned and asked puzzled,

"Yes. But there is a test to learn my witchcraft. Master has just said that my test is that from now on, you go to live alone in the Warcraft Forest north of the back mountain for a year. If you make it back alive within a year, it means that you are qualified to learn witchcraft, and the teacher will teach you witchcraft immediately. If you don't even stay for a year, you will flee back. That means you don't have the qualifications, and if you die in the forest, it only proves that you don't have the mind to learn witchcraft. Master said that our witchcraft does not emphasize the strength of the physical body, but it is very demanding of the mind, so this is a test for the Master to test you. It is also a test that our disciples of the witchcraft line must go through before they want to learn witchcraft. Are you still going to go?"

Listening to Worthen's words, Wuqi's heart couldn't help but be shocked, and his timid personality began to haunt him again, and Wuqi seemed to hear a voice saying to himself: "Wuqi, don't go." If you go, you will die. The little life is here. ”

But at the same time, another voice seemed to appear in his head at the same time, and kept saying, "Wuqi, you are going." Gotta go. If you don't go, do you want Sister Bennie's to happen to your master and Chloyd again?"

In this way, Wuqi's head was soon swollen by these two diametrically opposed thoughts, and his head began to hurt. But in the end, his emotions overcame reason, and he gritted his teeth and replied, "Go!

"That's good. Let's go. ”

As soon as Walther's words fell, Wuqi slowly bowed respectfully to Waltson, then turned around and walked out. It wasn't until Wuqi's back disappeared from his field of vision that Waltson's serious face suddenly eased, he looked at the corner where Wuqi disappeared with a worried face, and said lightly: "Disciple, good luck!"

It can be said that it is very far from the top of the front mountain where Walt lives to the Warcraft Forest north of the back mountain. But Wuqi walked quickly, and he was even a little excited, because this was the first time he had ventured alone. But when Wuqi walked out of the back mountain and entered the periphery of the Warcraft Forest north of the back mountain, he couldn't get excited anymore. His face did not have the smile on the road at the beginning, but looked ahead in amazement without saying a word. He even felt a little uneasy, he nervously looked at the forest shrouded in a large fog in front of him, and whispered: "Is this the Monster Forest?

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