Assistant God of Life in Another World

Chapter [-] Teacher

"Damn boy, kneel down for me!" The old man scolded at first, and after the young man knelt in front of him, he sighed, sat down on the g as if tired, and said, "I'm 68 this year, so what's the point?" A handful of old bones won't live for a few years."

"Teacher, you will live a long life." Hearing what the old man said, the boy who was originally calm and even relaxed had his eyes reddened.

"Don't talk, listen to me." The old man who was very strict just now was interrupted, and he was not angry at all. I have already given up hope of being promoted to the eighth level. I know the qualifications of being a teacher the best, but if I can be promoted to the seventh level, it is already a blessing from the gods."

Having said that, the old man paused, with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes, and after a while, he said: "But you are different. Your aptitude is better than being a teacher, and it is much better. Being a teacher is 23 years old. For a first-level apprentice, you need to be 15 years old. As a teacher, with your talent, there is no hope for the future, not to mention the eighth level, even the ninth level. And if you really reach the ninth level, then find a way to get in there Dao mn is not absolutely impossible."

Speaking of this, the old man's face was full of expressions of relief, emotion, vicissitudes, imagination, etc. It was indescribably complicated, "If there is such a day, even if you are a teacher in Hell, surrounded by undead, you will laugh out loud. Then said to those undead, my disciple of Wayne is a mage. Do you know? My disciple of Wayne is a mage, a real mage"

"Teacher..." Hearing what the old man said, the boy couldn't hold back his tears, his voice was choked up, and his vision was blurred.

"However, how can you grow into a mage when you are with me? Let alone a mage, it is difficult even at the ninth level." The old man sighed, "but it will be different in another place. That Fang Tian Your Excellency, it is said that he is only 13 years old this year, and has already been promoted to the fifth level. I don’t know how long it will take him to be promoted to the ninth level, but I know that he will definitely be before the age of 40 and look at what he has shown so far "Your Excellency Fang Tian will become a mage after the ninth level, that is a certainty. As for whether it can be higher, it is beyond the guesswork of a teacher."

"No matter what the reason is for His Excellency Fang Tian to be here, and no matter how long he will stay here, but at least now, he is here. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He is only level [-], but as a teacher, he is level [-]. He is a genius. The fifth level of promotion, as a teacher, was promoted to the seventh level more than ten years ago. I believe that the old bones of being a teacher will not be useless even for geniuses like Fang Tian."

"Could it be, teacher, do you want... to become His Excellency Fang Tian's follower?" Even in the midst of grief, the boy still couldn't help but exclaimed.

An experienced veteran seventh-level magic apprentice is enough to be a follower of a formal mage

"Followers are not enough, we must get closer." The old man said again as if he was afraid that the young man's nerves would not be fragile enough.

In this world, there are actually many types of followers. For a large family like that, when an heir is just born, some followers will be assigned to them. The strength of these followers may be terrifyingly high.There are also followers, although they are called followers, but they only have a mutual relationship with the person they are following, and it is not uncommon for them to turn against each other one day.

So when the old man said "closer", he was referring to his devoted followers.

"But teacher, there are already many people around Fang Tian, ​​Lord Sharjah, teacher, didn't you say that he might be a mage?" It seems that he is afraid that the teacher is really "overwhelmed" to become Fang Tian's follower , the young man began to belittle his teacher subconsciously. What he said was almost the same as, teacher, you are a seventh-level apprentice, and people may not think highly of you.

"That's why I said that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. With this strength, it is good to have high and low. Needless to say, Lord Sharjah must be a person with great status in Giant Rock City. It is that one's disciple. Don't say he is a mage, even if he is not, it is absolutely impossible to be a follower of His Excellency Fang Tian. And those new Dacheng cultivators these days are all people of great status Therefore, no matter how close these people are to Your Excellency Fang Tian, ​​they are still very close."

When the old man said this, there was a faint smile on his face, "But being a teacher is different. There is nothing behind being a teacher, and being a teacher only represents oneself. This is something that Lord Sharjah and the others cannot compare with. Compared with the other cultivators here, being a teacher is superior, and he is one of the few high-level cultivators. Your Excellency Fang Tian does not accept followers. If you want to accept, the request of being a teacher will definitely not be rejected reject."

"But how can Neil let the teacher become a follower for me? Teacher, the disciple doesn't allow it." For the first time, the timid young man raised his head, looked directly at the old man, and said outrageous words without any timidity: "Teacher, this disciple does not allow you to do this"

The young man with his head up had his face soaked with tears when he finished speaking.

As if he knew that just saying that was not enough, the young man said again: "It is enough for Neil to have a teacher to teach him. Teacher, you are already at the seventh level. Under your teaching, Neil does not believe that the disciple will not be able to reach the ninth level in the future. Even higher ones, as long as the teacher wants, Neil can do it for you."

Having said this, the young man finally broke down in tears, took two steps on his knees, stretched out his arms and hugged the old man's tui, and stuck his body against the old man like a little child.

"Idiot" The old man first gave a light shout, and then pressed his big hand on the young man's shoulder forcefully. The forceful but slow movement seemed to be conveying some power, and then said: "Get up first, the ground is cold."

The boy stood up according to the sound, but still stood respectfully like a child.

"Idiot" said the old man again, and then said earnestly and earnestly: "You are still young and have little experience, but how do you know how far a person can go and where he can go? Talent does not even depend on whether he works hard or not, but on who he is with and who he is with."

"Those with good background, good talent, and great hard work, are there few teachers? But there are many of them, and their achievements are nothing more than mediocre. On the contrary, those who have no background, average talent, and little hard work, have achieved great success." But it is extremely strange, even as a teacher, I have to look up to them, but as a teacher, I have seen so many of them. In fact, there is only one reason, and that is that they found the right way and followed the right people."