Assistant God of Life in Another World

April 1980, [-] in the Mauritian Imperial Calendar, is destined to be a crazy day, and it is also destined to be a day that will be recorded in the annals of the empire and even the mainland.

——If there is such a thing as "annals" in this world.

This year, at the beginning of April, Fang Tian, ​​the Son of God, was promoted to the rank of Intermediate Mage.

Then, in less than a day, Muro, Eric, Farstein, Andy, Xiyan, and Pat, six people were promoted from new mages to junior mages at the same time.

Then, in the next few days, five of the remaining eight people who belonged to the "Yanhuang City Magician Association" remained in place. For the rest, Ryan was promoted from level six to level seven, and Randy was promoted from level six to level seven. The eighth level was promoted to the ninth level, and Ivan was promoted from the ninth level to... the mage...

Since then, half of the "Fenglin Eight Friends" Fang Tian selected from among the many magicians have become mages.

And when will the remaining half take that step?

The old "Eight Friends of Fenglin" have survived in name only, and the name of those eight friends is only sung among many magicians. The new Friends of Fenglin, no, it should be said to be the "Yanhuang City Magician Association", has driven countless people completely crazy .

The Magicians Association formed by Fang Tian has been known to almost everyone from the very beginning.

How can I join that association?That is something that countless magicians want to know.But before, everyone was just jealous, but now...

Seeing that Andy and other six newly promoted mages were promoted one step at the same time, even those magicians at the ** level and even those with a deep background and inheritance behind them were all about to go crazy.

At this time, not many people paid attention to Ivan's promotion as a mage, as if it was an inconspicuous little wave in the vast ocean, but God knows when it started.Is it so worthless to say that a ninth-level magician is promoted to a mage?

The same is true of Ivan's promotion to mage, and the promotion of Ryan and Randy in the magic apprenticeship stage has really been swept into the garbage dump, and few people are willing to pay a little attention.

At this time, there was only one focus of everyone's attention, and that wasn't even Fang Tian's promotion to China and France. ——For that Excellency, promotion seems to be nothing unusual, although it is not long after being promoted to the first law, but...

For that Excellency, no matter how fast it is, is it not surprising?

Everyone outside is concerned about Fang Tian's promotion.It has changed from shock and shock at the beginning, to surprise and amazement, and then to speechless aphasia, and now, it has become a habit or a commonplace.

To use a certain sentence from "that Excellency"'s previous life.It is that everyone may have already been "aesthetic fatigue" and "powerless to complain".

At this time, everyone only pays attention to one thing.That is, six people, Muro, Eric, Falstein, Andy, Xiyan, and Pat, were promoted to junior mages at the same time.

Regardless of whether it is a first- or second-level elementary school apprentice.It is still a magician at the highest level, whether it is a mage master or a higher level, whether it is a rootless casual practitioner, or a inheritor with a deep background, whether it is an ordinary practitioner with average qualifications.Xiang, who is known as a talented and outstanding cultivator, basically has only one thought at this time, and that is——

How can it be?

How can it be!

It's no longer a surprise or something.It's close to wanting to raise his head and roar to the sky, or in other words, there are many, many people who have gone into "crazy" infinitely!

Linhai City.

"How is this possible?" An old man in gray murmured, raised his head, and looked at the sky absently.

His disciple also followed the teacher to do the same, looking at the sky, but found nothing. After a long time, his neck was sore, so he had to lower his head again. He also saw something wrong with the teacher's expression, and dared not speak out , just whispered: "Teacher, let's sit down and rest. Standing for a long time is not good for your body!"

Hearing the disciple's words, the gray-clothed old man who was a high-ranking mage finally lowered his head, and then looked at the opposite side with eyes that wanted to eat people.

His disciple mourned silently in his heart, it seemed that he had said the wrong thing again this time.

The devouring gaze lasted for quite a while, but after that, the old man in gray really sat on a stone bench not far away as his disciple said, and his eyes began to turn to Leng Leng.

"Teacher." His disciple followed and stood respectfully by his side, but he didn't know what to say. After muttering for a long while, he just said teacher in a low voice, which seemed to be a reminder and comfort.

"Kari, do you think that damned little city lord is really the son of God who sees the undead?" After a long time, after a long sigh, the old man in gray said to the disciple beside him.

"Teacher, it doesn't matter whether he is right or not. I think we should stop getting into trouble with him. After all, he hasn't offended us." Said the disciple named Kali.

"Bastard!" Hearing his disciple's words, the gray-clothed old man was furious, and he stretched out his hand and slapped the stone table next to him hard, "He didn't offend me, but he sent my old friend to see you!" Undead!"

The stone table is not broken?His disciple was silent in his heart, and then said: "But City Lord Xiaofang was still a magic apprentice at that time, teacher, shouldn't you ask someone else to settle the score?"

"You want to find an archmage for the teacher, and someone who may already be a quasi-powerful person to settle accounts?" The gray-clothed old man slapped the stone table angrily again.

Hearing the teacher's words, Magician Kali shrank his head, but still said boldly: "But judging from this, the Lord Xiaofang doesn't look too easy to mess with?"

"Not so easy to mess with? Heh." The gray-clothed old man shook his head, no longer angry, but his expression turned to deep sadness and helplessness, "That person is a good friend who has been a teacher for decades. When you were young, you were also called Say hello to him."

"But it's because of this City Lord Fang, he, died, and died with regret."

"Even if it is a high-ranking practitioner, if he dies, he will die. Who will open his eyes for him?" The gray-clothed old man raised his head again, but his eyes were already closed, "That's so good!" Such a person, this heaven, has no eyes!"

"Since no one came to open his eyes to him, as his best old friend during his lifetime, he can only stand up as a teacher. Otherwise, what is the purpose of making alliances and friends in this life? No matter what, being a teacher can't let He just walked away, without a sound."

"But teacher, the situation is stronger than people, what can you do? If the uncle knows the secret, he will not understand." The magician Kali persuaded in a low voice.

"He's so dead that there's no scum left, and he still knows? He won't know!" The gray-clothed old man said in a deep voice, "Kari, you've been on the eighth level for several years?"

"The disciple is incompetent, and I am ashamed of the teacher's teaching!" The magician Kali bent his knees and knelt on the ground, "The disciple is sorry for the teacher's cultivation. The disciple has said it a long time ago, and now I have to say it again boldly, teacher, you accept it again!" One disciple, one has better aptitude than the disciple, and the aptitude of the disciple is dull, it is really a debt of gratitude."

"Bastard!" Hearing this, the gray-clothed old man was furious again, "I have spent so much effort on you as a teacher, there is no more to take in another disciple! If you really want to feel sorry for me, Let’s be more confident, let’s talk about being promoted to a mage!”

"I don't believe it. He has no hair at all, and even his followers are all mages who are beginning to practice. I spend my whole life, but I can't even cultivate a mage?"

"Teacher, the disciple will fight for the teacher even if he dies!" Magician Kari straightened up and said emphatically.

"It's not your turn to die, you just need to calm down and practice steadily." The gray-clothed old man's expression turned calm, and he said in a deep voice, "If you don't become a mage, even if you want to go as a mage, you can't do it. How can you go in peace?"

"Teacher?" Hearing the ominous meaning in the words of the old man in gray, the Kari magician turned his head and said in surprise and eagerness.

"After that little Fang City Lord is also promoted to the high law, I will go to him for a competition as a teacher."

The gray-clothed old man said lightly, "At that time, both of us are high-level practitioners. If we go to compete with him as a teacher, no one will be able to say anything. Even the lord from the imperial capital will have no reason to stop us."

"Teacher, it's just a competition?" Magician Kali's heart sank. He thought of the uncle in Linbo City, and also thought of the Linbo City that had been completely turned into ashes...

"If you win as a teacher, it's just a competition." The old man in gray said with a slight smile.

"Then, teacher, what if you lose?" Kari magician asked closely.

"Losing? If you lose, you are a teacher and you don't plan to come back. Take that little Fang City Lord to meet your uncle."

Southern Region, Governor's Mansion.

Another gray-clothed old man looked up at the sky, and after a long time, he let out a long sigh: "Little friend, your action this time is really bigger than any other one before! How long will it take, your The level is that the old man can't see it even if he looks up?"

imperial capital.

The two old men sat opposite each other silently, and after a long time, they were still silent.

After another long time, one of the old men just sighed softly and said, "Sharjah, my apprentice is suffering."

What he really wanted to say, he didn't say a word.

And when the words that were spoken fell on Sharjah, there was already a feeling of "speaking and resting, but saying that the sky is cool and autumn".

……

These are just three small and insignificant silhouettes in this incident, yes, "small" and "insignificant", even the scene that happened in the imperial capital is the same.

Yanhuang New City, other nearby cities, the Southern Region, and the other two regions, as well as the imperial capital, constituted the entire Mauritius Empire.

But if you put it on the mainland, the entire Maurice Empire is nothing more than the size of the palm of your hand.

And with this incident, how could it only affect this small place?

At this time, the world is talking about Yan Huang.

At this time, even in the farthest northern continent, there were already people, and many people, either alone or in groups, came towards the Mauritius Empire.

All cultivators are no longer calm.

It is difficult for any cultivator to meditate.

The whole world is in turmoil, and in this turmoil, all kinds of crazy and burning emotions are brewing and spreading... (To be continued...)