The "people within the walls" of the hill country do not distinguish between the superior and the inferior by the wall, in fact, in their towns, they generally do not feel that the big forest is dangerous, and even most people still yearn for it.

They live a stable and orderly life, so some people are arrogant, and they often have some difficulties when they see outsiders who have never seen the world. It's no wonder, but they have to admit that outsiders are often prominent in some ways.

At this time, Yun Feng, who was surviving in the town, did take a carriage to the main fort of the huge town under the guidance of the guards. With the conditions recommended by the Ju clan, his treatment is indeed generous, and he is also protected by guards on weekdays, and some books and materials for learning are sent every day, as an outsider who comes here to learn spells, his path is simply a smooth road compared to others.

Because of the different language symbols, Yun Feng often didn't communicate with others, but the other kinds of magic symbols he saw in the classics couldn't help but surprise him. According to a normal magic apprenticeship, a person must first learn the basics of magic and magic symbols before choosing the direction of the spell.

For example, if a person passes the magic apprenticeship test, he can choose one of several magical elements from the tutor to learn. And the degree of compatibility with the elements is determined by the innate nature of the person.

He understood why he could actually remember those ethnic Chinese characters but couldn't understand them, because the most suitable for himself was actually the light element, and those symbols were simply imprinted in his mind at a glance, as for the word learning that was imposed on him before and gave him a headache, it now seemed to be some kind of unknown spell symbol, but it could be regarded as laying a deep foundation for learning basic magic in front of him.

After spending more than ten days in the house that had been arranged for him, he finally had the opportunity to go out for a walk, because it was said that the legendary Magister would come to inspect the country, which was so large that it was connected to the huge forest outside, and was called the Hill Country.

It is said that there are three countries in this world, and the Hill Country is only a relatively backward ancient country. Just as the "people inside the walls" looked down on the "people outside the walls" and felt that they were primitive and backward, so the people in the towns of the hilly countries in those two countries also felt very vulgar.

On this day, in 1218, the first year of the Hill Country, the Holy Demon Master of Lin Qiu, who was famous throughout the continent, came to the capital of the backward ancient country of the Hill Country. The scattered tribes in the forest were relatively closed to news, but there were also many people who watched this scene silently by the side of the road where the magnificent carriage passed, not understanding what the strange marks on the carriage meant.

The carriage looked golden from afar, inlaid with countless precious stones, and the magic circle carved on the carriage pushed away the dust and sand and stones in the place where it passed, and the horse pulling the cart was snow-white, with wings on its side and a sharp horn on its forehead, which caused countless people to discuss: "Behold, that is the legendary unicorn." "I'm afraid that the lord of a country is not as good as this luxurious formation. Some people also pointed out: "The status of the Holy Demon Master in the country is probably second only to the lord of the country, and it is right to have this formation." However, "why did such a big man come here?" no one knows.

Soon the carriage drove into the city wall and stopped in front of the king's palace, and an old man in red slowly walked out of the carriage, the gold thread on his robe represented his identity, and no one in the world could imitate the second copy, representing his unique identity of the red robe.

His white-haired and childish face had the aura of a fairy wind and bones, his eyes were bright and did not look old, and he held a one-man tall black staff in his hand, and the guards on both sides of the road trembled when the staff touched the ground. "Why is there no one to help the old man?" In a moment of silence...... To the astonishment of everyone present, the king himself ran over to make amends and offered to help the mage into the palace.

"What a noble thing this is!" the ministers and guards were shocked. It seemed to them enough to welcome them, but the king also asked them to greet them with a smile and arrange a banquet for the lord, but this did not seem to be enough, and the king himself had to accompany him all the way.

"It is worthy of being a legendary Holy Demon Mentor-level powerhouse who can destroy the world and destroy the world, and it is an existence that can be encountered but not sought. People whispered from the sidelines.

And the white-haired and childish old man in red, after entering the palace, drank a few glasses of wine from the king's toast. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was shocked: "The old man came this time to collect apprentices...... Although the king didn't know the reason, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and became happy.

So the feast ended, and the king asked all the magicians of the kingdom who were of the right age to come to the land.

At this moment, Yun Feng was wandering the streets, buying some things on the side of the road from time to time to prepare to give to his brother after leaving, and he heard that the Holy Demon Master came here, but he didn't know why. While he was asking the vendor about the price of a carving knife on the street, there was a commotion in the crowd next to him, and a circle of people seemed to be discussing something. He heard this be said, and when he came to him, he saw an unkempt old beggar sitting on the ground, his face hidden from rags, and in front of him was a richly dressed son of a noble family, who looked to be twenty years old.

At this moment, the young man in gorgeous clothes looked arrogant, pointed at the old beggar and scolded a few words, "Isn't it just that the horse stepped on your leg?

When he said that, the old beggar moaning there was also seen by Yun Feng, and the crowd only whispered but no one dared to stop it, after all, it was the nobles in the city. "If it weren't for the arrival of a big man today, I would definitely give you a good look!" So the man in gorgeous clothes led the horse and wanted to leave.

Yun Feng was about to step forward to stop him, but at this time, the old beggar's foot in the torn shoes suddenly moved, and the leg that seemed to be inadvertently twitched happened to touch the foot raised by the man in gorgeous clothes, "Ah!" The young man fell to the ground in response, covering one foot and shouting loudly. The crowd burst into laughter, and the man held one of his feet and looked at the old beggar hatefully, but he didn't dare to do anything more, leaving only the sentence "You wait for me!" and reluctantly left with his horse.

The beggar laughed, and the crowd dispersed, leaving only Yun Feng still in place. Because he had seen many samurai with extraordinary skills, he knew that the old man in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person, at least he had never seen such a fast movement.

"Old man, are you a samurai?" Yun Feng bowed very respectfully.

"Little friend, I'm just a useless person. The old man in the cloth robe was still sitting against the wall by the roadside, "Can you buy me a pot of wine?"

Yun Feng didn't dare to slack off, and quickly ran to buy a pot of the best wine with his savings and handed it to the old man, the old man sniffed it first and then took a sip and shouted, "Happy!", so he said that meeting is fate, so he took out a book that looked plain and even had countless grinding marks and handed it to Yun Feng, "I think your talent is not bad," the old man stared at Yun Feng with a smile, "Your name is Yun Feng, right, I have observed you for several days, and I am the one who sends you books and materials every day." ”

Ignoring Yun Feng's surprise, "If someone wants to accept apprentices or something, don't agree." The old man smiled, "My name is Lin Qiu, and the one who came in the carriage is my disciple, and he will be your senior brother in the future." ”

After chatting a few more words, Yun Feng understood what he meant, Lin Qiu, the Holy Demon Master who had lived for hundreds of years and was worshiped as a demigod, was a beggar in this remote country on weekdays, and the red-clothed mage with all the honors and titles was just a disciple of the deity.

So Yun Feng immediately bowed to the ground, "The master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship!"

......

Since then, Yunfeng has officially had a master.

Later, when the eldest apprentice asked why he had hurried to this small place more than ten days ago to take in another apprentice, he smiled mysteriously and chose to keep it a secret.

Because it is true that in this not prosperous place, thousands of miles away, he felt the peep of a teenager, which could only be the power of God after he longed for hundreds of years to break through the bottleneck.

Although he was sure that the man was not the young man in front of him, his mind and understanding were indeed extremely strong, and more importantly, he couldn't see anything when he peeked into the future fate of this young man, which made him believe that this young man might have something to do with the gods.

Maybe he wasn't the inheritor of a god, but he spent the rest of his life gambling on him, and betting on him as an apprentice would help him become a god......