The devil's wife is too arrogant

Chapter 6 The Phantom
Hearing the senior's words, Feng Wuqing was taken aback. In her impression, those powerful people with high magic levels were domineering. She never thought that the holy magician in front of her was not only unassuming, but also approachable. The master couldn't be better. If everyone in Wuyou Kingdom knew that they had worshiped a holy magician as their teacher, they would be envious to death.

With a plan in mind, Feng Wuqing hastily knelt down on his knees, "Disciple pays respects to master."

Seeing her being so straightforward, the middle-aged man smiled slightly, and quickly helped her up, "Okay, good disciple, let's go, master has something good for you." When the middle-aged man waved his hand, the surrounding environment suddenly changed.

I saw nine bookshelves all around, each of which was filled with magic book boxes, which were divided into seven departments of fire, water, earth, wind, thunder, light, and darkness. Alchemist.

Seeing so many magic books, Feng Wuqing was surprised, "Master, are these all yours?"

"Yes, here are all the collections of your master and mine for more than 1000 years, how about it, rich?" The middle-aged man looked smug.

"It's really a lot! After that, can disciples come here to read every day?" Feng Wuqing asked hastily.The Feng family doesn't have any books for practicing magic. If you want to practice, you can go to Ars Academy of Magic. Now that there are so many books of magic, you don't need to go to Ars Academy.

"Stupid boy, everything here is left to you by the master, how you want to deal with it is your own business, but you'd better not let others know about these things, otherwise it will cause a lot of unnecessary troubles. "The middle-aged man reminded.Although his apprentice has good qualifications, he is also worried that she will be cheated.

In fact, the middle-aged man didn't know that although Feng Ruqing's appearance was only 12 years old, her actual age was 20 years old. It would not be easy to lie to her.

"Master, remember the lesson of the master." Feng Wuqing hurriedly responded, his eyes quickly swept across the two bookshelves of the summoner and the alchemist, and his eyes rolled slightly, "Master, I heard that the summoner is very powerful. Can't practice?"

"Summoner?" A trace of longing appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged man, "Teacher, summoning is indeed very powerful, especially the magical beasts and phantom beasts they contracted, but to become a summoner, one must have strong spiritual power. Masters also have spiritual power, but compared to summoners, the spiritual power of magicians is negligible. If you want to become a summoner, the most important condition is to have strong spiritual power."

"Spiritual power? What is spiritual power?" Feng Wuqing looked puzzled. She didn't know how to practice this world, and she didn't know how the spiritual power the summoner referred to was different from the power of thoughts in her world.

"Spiritual power is not easy to explain for a teacher. Just like this, you stare at an object and then concentrate on making it do what you tell it to do. This kind of power is called spiritual power." The middle-aged man said, staring at the object. Looking at a book on the bookshelf of the lightning magic books, soon, the book slowly flew towards him.

After catching the magic book, the middle-aged man smiled, "This is spiritual power. To become a summoner, you must have spiritual power, apprentice, try it."

After listening to the master's words, Feng Wuqing thought for a while, and then tried it with the power of his thoughts when he was in another world. After a word, he saw the three heavy books in front of him shaking a few times, and then miraculously moved towards her. Come over, and then slowly return to the original position.In fact, with the power of her mind in another world, it is not difficult to move all the bookshelves at the same time, but she didn't want to make too much publicity, so she chose two.

However, Feng Wuqing didn't know that this action of hers had already stunned the middle-aged man of her stature.

"Master, does this kind of disciple count as mental strength?" Feng Wuqing smiled coquettishly.

"Forget it...forget it." The middle-aged man looked at his little apprentice as if looking at something tragic.The face is full of horror and envy.He practiced for thousands of years and reached the level of a holy magician before he could barely move one bookshelf, but this little girl could easily move two. Oh my god, her mental power is stronger than those high-level magicians now, evildoer, what is this? What a monster.

"Is that disciple able to become a summoner?" Feng Wuqing asked again.

"That's not enough. To be a summoner, you need to meet three things. One is to have strong spiritual power, the other is to create your own contract formation, and the third is to contract monsters. Only when you complete the three can you be considered a summoner." The middle-aged man said. Hastily explained.Although he is not a summoner, he yearns for a summoner, so naturally he knows something about a summoner.

"Create your own contract formation? Is there a way?" Feng Wuqing asked again.A summoner can easily kill a magician who is two levels higher than herself, so it is impossible for her not to yearn for such a powerful profession.In this world, if you are not strong, you are destined to be bullied. The Feng family is so weak, she cannot let her family be bullied.

"Uh... I don't know how to create this contract formation as a teacher. It depends on your own chance. Some summoners only create their own contract formation after ten years, and some 20 years. Whether you become a summoner or not depends on your own chance. It depends on your chance." The middle-aged man was helpless.

It seems that if I want to become a summoner, it depends on the chance, but today I can worship this holy magician as my master and get so many magic books.Thinking of this place, Feng Wuqing smiled coquettishly, "Master, it seems that the aura is very strong there just now, disciples can practice there, right?"

"Of course you can. This space is the space of a divine weapon. Naturally, it is rich in aura. Disciple, master, time is running out, and there is not much you can do to help you. You can only rely on yourself for the next cultivation." Middle-aged The man said with a vicissitudes of life.

"Master, where are you going? Don't tell me you don't care about your disciple?" Feng Wuqing looked surprised, and he left just after paying homage to his master. He is really an irresponsible guy.

"Master, this real body is dead. This is just a piece of soul. It is here to wait for you. In the past few hundred years, the power of this soul has been consumed as a master. It is time to leave. Disciple, Although the mages of Wuyou Country are very weak, there are still a few holy mages in this world, you must be careful of them." The middle-aged man reminded.

"I understand, master, since you are leaving, can you tell me your name before you leave? You can't even know the name of your master?" Feng Wuqing hurriedly asked.

Looking at his monstrous apprentice, the middle-aged man smiled, "Master's name is Phantom. Wuyou Country is a small country. Maybe no one knows your master's name. If you have the opportunity to go to Shengzun Country, you will know it. Disciple I'm leaving as a teacher, take care of yourself." After Ghosting finished speaking, his body gradually faded away, and finally disappeared.

Knowing that the master had really left, Feng Wuqing turned around and went out from the door, only to find himself standing outside the cabin.Everything in front of her appeared in front of her eyes again.

(End of this chapter)