Assistant God of Life in Another World

With the sound of firecrackers, we bid farewell to the old year, and it will be another spring in a blink of an eye.I wish you all the best in the new year and every step of the way!

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Low level, intermediate level, high level.

One hundred and three grains, 22 grains, three grains.

This is all the thoughts that are rippling in Zhannaya's mind like boiling water and raging fire at this moment.But just the low-level one, one of the one hundred and three grains, let him enter a brand new magic world, so what about the intermediate one?What about advanced ones?

Looking at the three small bamboo tubes on the table in front of him, Zhannaya shivered slightly.

He is now level nine, the last level of the magic apprenticeship stage.According to the teachings of previous teachers, as well as his own experience in the past two or three years, and the discussion of many fellow magicians who are also ninth-level magicians, Zhanaya generally knows one result, that is, at the ninth level, the effect of meditation It is the slowest and the weakest, and it will inevitably become slower and weaker.

until completely ineffective.

Then, either breaking the ranks, becoming a mage, or going backwards, the cultivation level including the whole body and mind, little by little, not at all fast, almost imperceptible, but it is real, there is no way Retrievably, hopelessly, retreating.

There are only these two outcomes, and there is no third possibility.

Before, or before last night, Zhannaya's meditation still had an effect, but that effect was already quite weak, and it would not be too far away from the day when it had no effect at all. However, the dawn of being promoted to a mage , Zhannaya has not seen at all, not at all!

The current state of Zhannaya can only be said to be full of hope, but the front is actually dark.

This is a situation that almost all ninth-level magicians on the mainland have to face sooner or later. Then in this situation, the magicians staggered a little bit and groped slowly in the dark. Exploring ahead, day after day, year after year.

Some suddenly saw a little light in the infinite darkness, and then the whole body and mind seemed to be injected with endless vitality, striding forward, and then the whole body and mind were surrounded by light, and then they were promoted to mages, opening another brand new period in their lives course.

Some just insist on persisting and persisting. Apart from persisting, there is only persistence until the end of life. There is no way to continue persisting.

Some persisted, and finally one day, they "woke up" and turned around...just like the many magicians Zhannaya met.In fact, such magicians are not only available at the ninth level, but also at the eighth, seventh, sixth, fifth, fourth, third, and even second and first level.However, the ninth level is the most impressive.

In fact, Zhannaya didn't know if he would be another emotional object one day in the future, but since he was still making progress, how could he stop his footsteps?The only thing to do is to empty out all other thoughts, do your best, and move forward bravely.

This is the general situation.

But in fact, in the past two years, as the effect of meditation has become weaker and weaker, a certain kind of fatigue has often attacked Zhannaya uninvited.

Come and drive it, come and drive it.

But it always comes again and again and again.

Zhanaya didn't know if one day he would no longer be able to drive away this fatigue, and even one day, even if he still had the strength to drive away, he would no longer have the intention to drive it away, just like the visits and exchanges he had made in the imperial capital these years The same as some ninth-level magicians.

Usually, Zhannaya didn't think about these things.

One is that I dare not think about it, the other is that I don’t have the time and energy to think about it, and the third is that even if I think about it occasionally, I will kill it in time and try my best to avoid thinking about it.

But in fact, even if he doesn't think about it anymore, certain things are like shadows, hovering in the depths of his heart, or in the depths of his consciousness. Occasionally, if he doesn't pay attention, he will roll up and pop up.

Even one day, in sleep, Jannaya dreamed.

In the dream, he was struggling and practicing hard just like in reality. After entering the ninth level, the effect of his practice gradually weakened. Finally, the day came when there was no effect at all, and Zhannaya's choice was to continue, continue, continue……

Until when?Jannaya didn't know because suddenly, he woke up.

At that time, it was the middle of the night, and the moonlight shone obliquely on the bed through the small window, creating an indescribably cold and lonely feeling.

And Zhanaya just sat on the bed in a daze for a long, long time, until I don't know how much time passed, the moonlight was replaced by sunlight, projecting a little warmth on his body, which made him seem to come out of a nightmare. Wake up and turn around.

Although the dream has receded, the things in the dream are so clearly imprinted deep in the body and mind, and can no longer go. ——What you see in your dream is what you think in reality.

Will the scene in the dream actually appear in front of him in the near future?

But in reality, how long can he last?

At that time, can he really be stronger than some magicians whom he secretly despises and disdains before?

On this point, Zhannaya dare not vouch for herself.In a sense, it can also be said that Zhannaya did not trust herself. ——Only the cultivators know how fragile the heart and mind are.

Today's self has no right to make any decisions for tomorrow's self.Even if you do it, at that time, you will probably be ignored by tomorrow's self, or simply vetoed ruthlessly.

……

Many memories, many thoughts, at this moment, flooded Channaya's consciousness.

But at this time, Zhannaya did not control or stop it at all. On the contrary, he even intensified his thinking about everything related to it, as if he wanted to put too much restraint, reluctance and "grievance" in the past At this time, all vent out.

Some people vent through wine, while others vent through tears.

And Zhannaya's venting is through the heart, or the mind.

Just standing quietly in front of the window, standing in front of the case, facing the three small bamboo tubes on the case, Zhanaya's body remained motionless, while his consciousness and emotions were staged a violent tsunami until After an unknown period of time, the wind died down and the whistle stopped.

Zhannaya raised her head slightly, facing the sky and herself, showing a faint smile.

I don't know how many years I haven't seen such a smile.As if turning back decades, the youth, endless vitality, and more importantly, the most vivid dreams once again permeated the whole body and mind.

Looking back at the three small bamboo tubes in front of the case, Zhannaya was very happy, excited, fortunate and grateful.

And at the same time, there was some jealousy that was embarrassing to himself.

Yes, that is jealousy.

Such a good thing, such a good thing!

How could such an unbelievable miraculous thing that can greatly promote one's cultivation be obtained so easily!Easy to get, even anyone can get it!The advanced ones may be more difficult, the intermediate ones may be a little more difficult, and the low-level ones, which he personally experienced yesterday, even those farmers who serve the fields, can get them without any effort, right?

This is really, really...

Zhannaya didn't know what to say.

However, this senseless jealousy only lasted for a very short time. After a while, Zhannaya strode out directly, and when he was not far away, he cast spells directly and began to "teleport" continuously , the target is just outside the city.

As for what to do, what else is there to say?

But in fact, at this moment, before this moment, after this moment, in this imperial capital, in other cities, in other imperial capitals, in cities of other empires, in the Western Continent, in the Eastern Continent, in the Southern Continent, in the Northern Continent, In the Central Continent, countless "Zennaya" are being born, or emerging.

The Shiquan Dabu Pill, which comes from the hands of God Realm practitioners who have seen through the rules of practice in this world, without any doubt, is indeed a good thing, a good thing that surprises, excites and even makes crazy practitioners in this world, no matter whether it is advanced or not Yes, mid-level, or even just low-level, it's all average and unbelievable.

If there is no top-to-bottom promotion of absolute power, even if such things flow out publicly at the beginning, they will be blocked after a very short period of time, and then "enclosed", only a few or even a very small number of people are eligible to benefit from it .Or even though there is absolute power to promote it, if resources are too scarce, there will still be various problems in the process of implementation.

But now, if the required medicinal herbs are everywhere, and if the shelf life of the finished medicine is only a short two or three months, it is useless to hoard more, then...

Then the original intention of the implementer, or the scene that Zhannaya thought of, will appear without any difficulty—it is true that even the farmers who serve the fields can get it without too much effort. , whenever they want.

Creation is speechless but affectionate, and every time it is cold, it feels spring.Thousands of reds and purples are arranged, just waiting for the first sound of the new thunder.

In a certain person's previous life, there was an ancient poem that said so.

But at this moment, the release of the formula of Shiquan Dabu Pills is like a new thunder rolling across the world. The thunder resounded and the whole world was shaken. Moisturize everyone in this world, high and low.

However, even with this moistness, how long will it take for this world to bloom in such a large area that it becomes colorful?

Will it take one year, two years, three years, or longer?

But no matter what, those who are thirsty, those who are passionate, and those who are strong will bloom first.

And each of them will be a hope. (to be continued~^~)