Assistant God of Life in Another World

As a magician, Zhannaya's life can be described as quite satisfactory, and it seems a little boring.

He is not that kind of special genius, but his practice speed is not too slow. The teacher he worships is not very good, but he is still a ninth-level magician. Following the teacher's steps, ten years, 20 years, 30 years Years... and so on, slowly, quietly, he also reached the height of the teacher.

Apart from practice, Jannaya also has a friendly circle of magicians.

People in this circle, there are one, two, three, four, five, six, and seven, eight, nine.

Those in the first, second and third ranks were acquainted in the early years. Except for a few one or two, most of the others have long been negligent, and the former friendly relationship has almost degenerated into passers-by, or nodding acquaintances.And the reason for the lack of communication is not that one of the two parties is contemptuous or retreating, but that the status gap is large, and many times they will naturally separate.

In the meantime, there are not even any traces.By the time you discover the unfamiliarity, you can no longer find a reason to get closer.So, on a natural basis, it is natural again, unfamiliar, distant, diluted, and forgotten.

Those at the fourth, fifth and sixth levels were basically met in middle age. When he was middle-aged, Zhannaya practiced to the intermediate stage of magicians, and then he naturally met a group of intermediate magicians. When he was free, Let's talk about life and practice together.

Middle age is a special stage of life.

After being young and young, I have found my way in life and have been walking for decades. I already know what kind of material I am, and what height I will reach in this life. I will not hold too many unrealistic expectations. dream.

When Zhanaya was a teenager, he aspired to become a great magician, the great magician in the bard population.

Zhannaya, who was middle-aged, already knew that no matter whether it was the great magician of actual rank or the great magician mentioned by bards, to him, they could only be legends.The distance is really too far, too far, so far, even as a dream, it is too extravagant.

So, put it down decisively.

But for the lofty level of practice, Zhannaya still has a firm yearning and drive. "A certain yearning in this life is to become a mage." Zhanaya said so, in his circle of friends who were four, five or six magicians.

In fact, there are other people in the circle who say this, but after a long time, everyone finds that what others say is just talk, and only Zhanaya really thinks so and does it the same way.

Different road non-phase plan.

It's like a drop of oil dropped into water. At the beginning, both the oil and the water feel that they are similar to each other, and they can communicate and become friends.But after a while, both oil and water found that they really couldn't blend together.

Then leave.

This departure lasted for several years.

In fact, Zhannaya did not travel anywhere, but lived in seclusion.After experiencing the previous communication, Zhannaya consciously saw through some things.In the past, I always felt that if I neglected to socialize, I would be forgotten by the outside world, so Zhannaya was still very keen on socializing while practicing.

But now, Jannaya deeply felt the meaninglessness and emptiness of it.The so-called friendship is nothing more than wasting time with a group of boring people.Occasionally, it is said to discuss practice, but in fact, how many times do you actually discuss practice?

Less than one out of ten times!

If you really talk about it, people will give you weird eyes. ——It’s such a good time, why don’t you come to talk about practice?Ha ha. "Dude, don't take it so seriously, let it go!" is often said, or something similar.

Therefore, now that there is no longer any communication, Channaya does not feel any uneasiness.

Because Gennaya knew that his old friends were still the same. ——They are always the same, and it seems that nothing will change in 100 years.

And Zhanaya didn't want to be like that, so he left.

I don’t know why, but my heart became very calm, my mind became very leisurely, the sky became lofty, and my whole person became broadened. In such a state, Zhannaya, who was concentrating on her practice, got a response. s return.He advanced to the seventh level, and then the eighth level at a speed that surprised him.

From level six to level eight, it only took six years, and a big stage has been crossed.Before, it took him eight years just to go from level five to level six!

This speed is so fast that it is impossible to say, it is like a dream.

But this is not a dream, it is real.

However, after reaching the eighth level, Zhannaya also found that the speed of practice slowed down suddenly. It seemed that the previous few years were abnormal, but now it has returned to "normal".

Coupled with the fact that he has been quiet and thoughtful, and has not cared about world affairs for several years, now, Zhannaya decided to put aside his practice for a while and go out to get some fresh air.Moreover, in practice, some problems have accumulated, which need to be discussed with others.The teacher has passed away long ago, and now when encountering the problem of practice, besides pondering it over and over again, I can only find someone to discuss it.

Zhannaya, who left the customs at the beginning, must have entered the original circle.

Still the original formula, still the original taste.When he came back six years later, Zhannaya found that his old friends were still the same, they hadn't changed at all.The fourth level is still the fourth level, the fifth level is still the fifth level, the sixth level is still the sixth level, and very few are promoted.

But those old friends found that Zhannaya had changed, from the sixth level of the Zeng level to the current eighth level, from the former intermediate magician to the current high-level magician, sitting eight to nine.

What used to be an equal has now become a big man who needs them to look up to!

Then Zhanaya discovered that among these old friends, some who used to be extremely arrogant, slippery, sophisticated, or who didn't like to talk to him, are now almost all respectful and awe-inspiring, and of course, eagerness and flattery are indispensable. of.

He hadn't been in for six years, but as soon as he came in, he suddenly became the absolute core figure. All the topics, all the attention and focus revolved around him, and everyone else was just a foil.

It feels good, Gennaya said to herself.

However, it is also ridiculous.

Shaking his head to himself again.After enjoying it for two or three times, Gennaya stayed away again. ——Such a circle doesn't make any sense.

In this way, Zhannaya came to the imperial capital from his hometown or a small town.

The imperial capital is a place where cultivators gather. You should be able to find like-minded friends there.

After arriving in the imperial capital, Zhannaya was glad that he came in the right way, and even regretted that he didn't come sooner.But thinking about it again, Zhannaya shook his head and laughed again. If he didn't have the previous journey, he would be the one at the sixth level. If he came to the imperial capital, he would be restless and lost.

Now this time is just right.

There is a saying that a good meal is never too late!

The imperial capital is as imagined before, there are really too many cultivators here, and magicians of the seventh, eighth and ninth levels can meet a large number of them on the streets every day.

In such an environment, and with the intention of making friends intentionally, Zhannaya made friends with a large number of senior magicians naturally, and after sincerely asking for advice or discussing, many of his spiritual problems, Also found the answer.

Everything is fine, and everything is moving in a better direction.

But slowly, Zhannaya found some uncomfortable places.

These high-level magicians, for some reason, are too practical, terribly practical.

For example, "Old Zhan, at our age, we should understand that the eighth and ninth grades are our fate, this person, you can't accept your fate." Or, "Old Zhan, look Among my disciples, which one do you think is the best?"

Well, it always does.

I talked to you about how to break through and become a mage, and you told me that people should accept their fate; I talked with you about your own practice, and you are more interested in talking about disciples, and you are even more asking, old Zhan, why don’t you accept disciples? Well, it's time to accept it.

Ha ha, what a "should"!

Slowly, Zhanaya discovered that the imperial capital was indeed a place where cultivators gathered. However, in essence, this place is actually an enlarged hometown. In addition to more people and more prosperity, there are more cultivators. The level of the others is higher, and there seems to be not much difference in the others.

At least, he didn't find that kind of "like-minded" friend.

Perhaps, I should visit Yanhuang City?

The news from the distant southern sky, along with the merchants, along with the bards, and through some other various channels, slowly spread here.In the streets and alleys, in the hotels and restaurants, Zhanaya heard about the Son of God and Yanhuang City. It is said that more and more cultivators are heading there, and it has gradually become the place of worship for cultivators. "The first city in the world".

The number one city in the world!

The City of Cultivators!

Zhannaya really wanted to go there, and thought about it more than once, and even once, he was about to leave directly.

But in the end it didn't work out.It is really too far away from Nantian here.This is the Western Continent. Zhannaya repeatedly inquired that if he wanted to go to Yanhuang City, he had to cross a huge middle continent and enter the Southern Continent before arriving at Yanhuang City where the Son of God was.

And that Yanhuang City is at the very southern tip of the Southern Continent.

The journey is really too far away.Of course, Yuanyuan itself is not a problem, the problem is that his cultivation base is too low, only the level of an eighth-level magician.

An eighth-level magician is regarded as superior in his hometown, but just in the imperial capital, it is not enough to be seen, and he is unknown among the crowd.And if it is placed on the entire continent, it is very likely that the tiny shadows will disappear.

With the long journey and the low level of cultivation, countless twists and turns and variables have occurred in the middle of it.

After thinking about it again and again, Zhannaya decided to take it easy.Even if you want to go, you have to wait until your cultivation level has improved, until you reach the ninth level, and there is no way to advance before going.And since he made up his mind on this idea, Zhanaya once again faded out of the circle of new acquaintances.

His ambition, his yearning, is in the Master.

Rather than this group of very "practical" old guys who are satisfied with the achievements of senior magicians.

Maybe, there will be a large number of people around the city lord and the city magistrate's mansion that he can yearn for and look up to?It's a pity that the threshold there is too high, and Zhannaya has never been able to enter.The most he can do is to take a walk in the Imperial Capital Square in the center of the city when he has spare time, and look at the two mansions from a distance with inexplicable emotions.

Slowly, unknowingly, the former eighth level gradually reached the ninth level.

But today, it was the first time to set foot in front of the city lord's mansion.

Although there is still no chance to enter the mansion, at least I can take a closer look, right?This is progress.

However, the potion that can promote cultivation?What exactly does it mean?

Going back to the residence, playing with the pills in his hand, Zhannaya's thoughts diverged involuntarily, thinking of the past, one after another, one by one, all came.By the time he woke up, it was already time for him to rest in the dead of night.

"Oh, is it really old?" Zhannaya shook her head and smiled wryly.The situation of being in a daze for most of the day like this, in the first 20 years, the first ten years, no, even in the first few years, there was absolutely no such situation.

Hurry up, time is ticking!If you delay any longer, you may really have no chance at all!

Zhannaya felt vigilant and vigilant in his heart.There must have been a late practice, starting from this day, Zhannaya decided to practice one more hour of magic every day.

After a long while, after sitting down on the bed and thinking about it, Zhannaya still had the mentality of trying, took a pill of the medicine she got in exchange, the lowest kind, and put it into her mouth.He didn't swallow it either, but just held it in his mouth like a candied fruit, stirred it a few times, then closed his eyes and meditated, and ignored it.

One can imagine the value of something that can be exchanged for anything like wild boar grass.

I don't know what kind of tricks the City Lord's Mansion is playing.

The reason why Zhannaya went to collect herbs was not to change some medicines, but because the place where the medicines were changed was the city lord's mansion!If it wasn't the City Lord's Mansion, but some other place, he wouldn't bother with news like this at all. (to be continued~^~)