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Chapter 98: Above the Mage! (seeking subscription)
Shenglong 32 years.

February [-]th.

Changping County, Dayue Street, Jinfu Building.

A square table next to the stage on the third floor was covered with delicious food and wine.

Sitting at the table are four people, male or female, old or young.

The difference is that all four of them have a serious demeanor, exuding an extraordinary aura.

"Come on, let's have a drink. Although it's all a dream, the reappearing taste in it is quite good."

The white-faced, beardless middle-aged man picked up the exquisite wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

Hearing Su Mo's persuasion, the other three also had a drink each.

Lu Zongping, who is also a middle-aged man, put down the wine glass in his hand, and said with emotion:

"Speaking of which, I have eaten a lot of food and drink in this illusion, and the taste and touch are all extremely realistic.

If an outsider accidentally enters this place by mistake, it may not be true that this place is regarded as a paradise.

Can the illusion of a quasi-mage really be so realistic? "

"That's not good."

Nangong Yuanxiao, who had two skyrocketing bars pierced on her head, replied:
"We all know that there is a huge gap between practitioners and ordinary people.

Even if it's just stepping into the first level of the threshold, all aspects of physical fitness are comparable to the limits of ordinary people.

Practitioners in the sorcerer realm can be regarded as a completely different species compared to ordinary people.

And the gap between the mage realm and the sorcerer realm is even more exaggerated than the difference between the sorcerer realm and ordinary people.

According to legend, after the mage's realm has been cultivated to the limit, his body will be immortal, immortal, and invulnerable to foreign calamities.

Therefore, the Mage Realm is also known as the land fairyland, which refers to the realm of longevity. "

Zhang Xuanyang, who looked like a middle-aged aunt, couldn't help being very confused when he heard this:

"Is there something wrong with the cultivation realm of this magician?
The first one has just started, and the second one will live forever?
No matter how big the span of strength is, it's not so wide. "

"The large span is one aspect, otherwise the sorcerer realm would not be divided into three small realms.

But on the other hand, this span is not as big as you think. "

Nangong Yuanxiao took a sip of wine, and continued, relying on profound family knowledge:

"Actually, the longevity of the mage realm can only be called a pseudo-longevity.

The permanence of the physical body is only the perfection of the physical level.

But the soul cannot withstand long-term wear and tear, and will eventually disperse with the wind.

No matter how good the continuation spirit medicine is, it can only last for 200 years at most.

After 200 years, when the soul dissipates, the body is just a decayed shell.

And Zhang Qinghu, the last mage in history, was already a thousand years ago.

So there are no mages left from the ancient times in this world, so you can understand. "

"In this way, can a strong man above a mage survive the thousand-year catastrophe?"

Lu Zongping asked with interest.

Nangong Yuanxiao's expression froze slightly, and he replied with a wry smile:

"Even if you ask me about these things, I don't know."

"The Millennium-long Era of Absolute Spirits has caused many records related to practice to be lost, and the inheritance has been cut off.

Even the deeds of the powerful mage realm, quite a few are regarded as the delusions and legends of the ancients.

As for the records above the mage, it is even more pitiful.

Even if there is, it is nothing more than a myth, and it is almost impossible to find evidence. "

When Su Mo heard this, his heart couldn't help but move slightly.

He has actually thought about this question all along.

Although he looks quite invincible now.

But he is very clear that his own strength should not exceed the mage realm.

Due to the revival of spirit energy in the current world, it is temporarily impossible to give birth to a strong man of this level.

In the ancient world of practice, which can be regarded as a great world of practice, there have been people like Zhang Qinghu who are astonishingly talented and brilliant in the Dharma-ending period.

In that incomparably long history, how many arrogances should emerge?
There must have been strong men in this world who were far beyond the realm of mages!
Even if they have completely disappeared and disappeared, they will leave traces after all.

Su Mo suddenly felt a desire to find out, more and more wanting to get rid of the foggy history.

"Putting away, pulling away."

Lu Zongping came back to his senses and said with a smile:

"We were just talking about this illusion. After all, Zhang Rulong is only a quasi-mage, not a mage. With the strength of the opponent, can he really create such a realistic illusion?"

"That's not good."

Nangong Yuanxiao glanced at Zhang Xuanyang, and continued:
"To say that Zhang Rulong is a quasi-mage is only what Zhang Daoist heard, and he didn't see it with his own eyes. Maybe the other party is a mage.

And don't forget, this is a huge formation formed by borrowing the power of heaven and earth. If there are corresponding spiritual objects used as the foundation of the formation, then it is common sense to exert any strange effects. "

Zhang Xuanyang's expression moved slightly:
"In other words, the place where the ancestor is buried is probably related to the foundation of this formation?"

"Yeah, otherwise, do you think I'm digging tunnels over there?"

Nangong Yuanxiao shrugged.

Zhang Xuanyang rolled up his sleeves and stepped on the stool:

"If you want to fight, just say it, I'm not afraid of you here."

Nangong Yuanxiao compared the strength of the two, and said sternly:

"The Nangong family never bullies the old, the weak, women and children, this is our family motto."

Zhang Xuanyang has yet to say.

Lu Zongping said solemnly:
"Zhang Rulong is here!"

Everyone turned their heads and looked downstairs.

A grey-robed Taoist with a short beard was walking forward slowly among the crowd.

Now it's the 32nd year of Shenglong, and Zhang Rulong, who was originally innocent, has become a master of level 6.

During these years, he traveled all over the world, subduing demons everywhere, and gained a lot of fame in several nearby counties.

This time they had a drink here to find an opportunity to get acquainted with each other and accompany them along the way.

Originally, this might be a bit difficult. After all, Zhang Rulong was doing all the work of subduing demons, and ordinary people couldn't get close to them.

However, in order to reduce the difficulty for them, all the people on this trip have become practitioners after transmigrating. The weakest is level 3, and the strongest even reaches level 5.

If such strength is only for walking with Zhang Rulong, it should be no problem.

But what worried Nangong Yuanxiao and the others even more.

Now only 32 years old, Zhang Rulong has already reached level 6.

In the future, his strength will only be stronger, the enemies he faces will be stronger, and the difficulties he will encounter will be more difficult.

Then his regret, can they really solve it?
Thinking of this, a shadow cast over the minds of several people.

Even with Su Mo sitting in charge, he never completely wiped it away.

Seeing that Zhang Rulong was approaching, everyone stopped hesitating, approached him according to the established routine, and successfully formed a team with him using some information obtained from the previous investigation.

In the next few days, they assisted Zhang Rulong to kill several strange monsters, solved several incidents, and established a good relationship.

During this period, they have been observing what Zhang Rulong's regret is, and inquiring around in the verbal exchanges, but there is no clue, it seems that he is very satisfied with his current life.

This also means that the so-called regret has not been discovered, even Zhang Rulong himself does not know.

After nearly a month like this, they wandered around with Zhang Rulong, slaying demons and demons, and saving the people. During this period, they had seen what is called a real troubled world.

It is actually not quite right to say that there are troubled times, because the current society is nominally under the rule of the Daqi Dynasty.

According to historical records, the Daqi Dynasty was turbulent, full of wars, and frequent disasters. It only lasted for 150 years before it completely fell apart. Warlords came together to compete for the Central Plains.

Originally, in the analysis of historians, this had a lot to do with the corruption of officials at that time, the decay of the imperial court, natural and man-made disasters, and so on.

But after actually experiencing this dynasty, it was discovered that the culprit was the frequent occurrence of monsters and monsters everywhere.

Including many counties that perished bizarrely in history, most of them were destroyed by the hands of the great demon and Xiegui.

Su Mo had personally seen the bloody remnants after the big demon slaughtered the city.

I have also seen a market town with tens of thousands of people turned into a strange place on earth.

I also saw Daqi's exorcists teamed up to quell the disaster but were slaughtered instead.

Even if he can prevent these tragedies to a certain extent here.

But the real history of the outside world will not change because of this.

Only by experiencing it for yourself can you know how close the huge and powerful human race of later generations was to destruction.

Therefore, those exorcising masters and folk monks who are running around desperately to maintain the safety of the world are more worthy of respect.

So at this time, where have all the strong men above mages gone?
Su Mo thought about this question more than once, and also asked Zhang Rulong, but there was no answer after all.

A low-level casual cultivator like him has never even touched a mage, so how can he talk about being above a mage?

However, Su Mo also discovered it while walking with Zhang Rulong.

Compared with the ignorant orphan who struggled at the bottom many years ago, Zhang Rulong today is not only more mature, but also harder-hearted.

During this month, they ran around and solved many evil disasters.

But there were several times when they failed to arrive in time.

But even these few times, it still failed to trigger Zhang Rulong's sense of regret.

It's not that he has no regrets, but this regret has not yet reached the point where he can form illusions specifically for it.

Contrast once formed an illusion specially to save Luqi alone.

Now he is no longer the same.

The 36-year-old Zhang Rulong is no longer the six-year-old Zhang Rulong after all.

But Su Mo can understand this.

He just felt a little numb after seeing dozens of corpses covered in flies on the road.

Not to mention Zhang Rulong who has been dealing with disasters all year round.

Maybe at first there will be anger, remorse, and regret.

But by now, I'm afraid I've already gotten used to it.

Get used to not being able to save in time.

Get used to not being able to kill the big demon.

Get used to dead bodies all over the city.

So what exactly is his regret?
With this confusion, they met a familiar figure in another small town.

"Dao... Daoist?!"

Looking at the green robed figure not far away who had seen it once many years ago, Zhang Rulong's voice trembled uncontrollably.

Zhang Qinghu is still the same as when he first met him, wearing a blue Taoist robe, with a short bun on his head, and the calm appearance of a middle-aged man, except for a little bit of wind and frost in his eyes.

Looking at Zhang Rulong, he smiled slightly and said:
"Fellow Daoist, we meet again."

The meeting between the two made Su Mo and others see the dawn of a breakthrough.

If there is no accident, Zhang Rulong's regret must have something to do with this wandering Taoist priest again.

Compared with more than ten years ago, the difference is that Zhang Qinghu now is a real strong mage.

This is also the first mage Su Mo has seen since entering the illusion!
He couldn't tell if this was the only mage left in the world.

But there is no doubt that even among mages, this person is definitely not a mediocre person.

A eagerness to fight immediately surged in Su Mo's heart.

In the outside world, he couldn't find an opponent at all.

Not even a fellow of the same rank could be found.

But here, he met an unprecedented mage.

Excited to see Lie Xin, it is inevitable that he wants to fight the other party a few tricks to see the weight of the mage realm.

But seeing that the two of them had just met and had a lot to say, Su Mo had no choice but to hold back his emotions for the time being.

After a little chat.

Zhang Qinghu said with a smile:

"I've been traveling all over the years, and I've often heard about your reputation.

I thought that Zhang Rulong was some kind of master, but I never thought that it was the one I saw that day.

In these years, you have also grown a lot. I did not give the Qi training method to the wrong person. "

Looking at Zhang Qinghu who showed admiration on his face, Zhang Rulong's old face was flushed, and he said with a little embarrassment:

"Ever since I changed my name, I have always been worried that I would insult the Taoist priest's teachings. For so many years, I have been vigilant all the time, trying to practice the principle of slaying demons and saving the people, and I dare not neglect in the slightest. Everything I did was worth it."

Zhang Qinghu smiled slightly and said:
"These are the praises you deserve, and have nothing to do with me. Even if there is another person who has heard of your achievements, he will not be stingy with praise."

Zhang Rulong looked excited.

After a while, he put his hands together, bowed to the bottom, and begged:
"All that Rulong has learned in this body has been bestowed by the Taoist priest. Although the Taoist priest is not my teacher, he is better than my teacher!
Here, Rulong once again begged the head priest to accept me as a disciple! "

When Su Mo and others heard this, they couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

As we all know, practitioners often advocate freedom and hate bondage.

A strong person like Zhang Rulong already has the most critical Qi training method. In the future, as long as he relies on self-cultivation and continuously accumulates resources, he can always climb to a higher level. The master's teaching may not be as fast as his external experience. Normally, I will never choose to be a teacher.

But he just worshiped.

This kind of apprenticeship is more out of a kind of gratitude, a kind of status.

Maybe outsiders don't pay much attention to this, but Zhang Rulong obviously doesn't think so.

Zhang Qinghu was obviously a little surprised when he heard Zhang Rulong's plea for apprenticeship.

He didn't agree immediately, nor did he refuse immediately, but replied leisurely:

"I once told you that a person is used to wandering alone and doesn't like to find apprentices. Apprentices are just a burden.

This statement is completely sufficient for you who were once an ordinary person.

It's a pity that your cultivation speed is faster than I imagined.

In this dharma-ending world where the aura is gradually declining, it took only 16 years to reach the sixth level.

If you are practicing in the prosperous age, with your aptitude and heart, becoming a mage is easy.

Even if you are not a mage now, the sixth level can be regarded as a valuable combat power.

If you use the previous set of excuses again, I'm afraid you won't be convinced either. "

Speaking of this, Zhang Qinghu couldn't help but sighed, and continued:
"Okay, then let me tell you a more real reason, I am on the run."

"Now is not a good time to accept apprentices."

Su Mo's eyes lit up when he heard this.

(End of this chapter)