The Beginning of Panlong: Three Realms in Vertical and Horizontal

There is anger in my heart, and kindness in my heart.

Even in this chaotic world, his luck is comparable to some gods.

"It's an interesting kid who has a gathering of luck, and his own natural talents are also good. If he grows up all the way, his luck will continue to improve. It is possible to become a real ancestor --- of course, it is also possible to fall in the middle."

"But I gave him a step, and it was stable---however, I still have to practice a little bit, otherwise it will not be easy to go further even if I set foot on the gods."

Li Ming pointed, a stream of light merged into Xiao Er's body in his sleep. It was a volume of magic, and a strange magic weapon, while leaving a paragraph.

"Boy, if you can ascend to the Immortal Throne and cultivate into the Heavenly Wonderland, the old man will accept you as a named disciple."

"Hong Chen is easy to sink, and it is also experience."

The second person in the restaurant, Yu Er, was in his sleep when he saw the old fortune-teller, the old fortune teller.

God reckoned with this kind of smile, opened his mouth to teach him the law, and presented a magic weapon and method.

In his sleep, he delved into the method, but he was shocked.

As a descendant of the imperial family of the Xian Dynasty, he lived in the palace when he was a child, and he was considered to have seen the method of Xianjie.

Although he was left behind by the people in misfortune, he didn't even dare to preserve his identity, so he would not lose his knowledge.

What the old man taught is a body technique, but it seems to be all-encompassing, as if everything is in it.Judging by his eyesight, compared with this one, the methods in the palace were smashed bronze and iron weapons and weapons, no, they were different from the magic weapons of immortals.

With this method, he felt that his path of cultivation to Earth Immortal was a smooth journey.

Even the immortals all have a hint of sentiment.

"But didn’t the old man of the fortune teller got involved in the fight between the three and was beheaded by the ancestor of the immortal? How could I still pass the law in my dream? And said that when I sit on the throne, I know that I have royal blood, except for this news. No one besides me knows!""

"Does it mean that someone pretends to be the predecessor of the fortune-teller, or does it mean that the predecessor is a fake death, and can fool the ancestor of the gods at will? Isn't the senior of the fortune-telling also a god, or even a more powerful true immortal?"

"No, according to the predecessor's tone, a god who is an immortal is qualified to be his registered disciple. And that mastermind method, he should at least be a true immortal, maybe even a legendary ancestor immortal!" The prince of the palace, his knowledge also knows the legendary ancestor.

But he also knows the limited knowledge.

Whether it is a true immortal or an ancestor immortal, or even an existence beyond his own knowledge.

The strong man who gave him such a masterful exercise in his dream is completely beyond his ability to refuse---not to mention why he refuses?!.

"It is great to be a true immortal or even a powerful disciple of the ancestor immortal, even a named disciple. But the senior said that if you want to be his named disciple, you must first ascend to the throne."

"Actually, with this method, it is possible to become a god. Why should I care about the little throne."

"But the predecessor wants me to ascend to the throne, saying that he wants me to take the initiative to get into the red dust. Then I will get the throne first and then abandon it?!"

"Well, I've already planned to fight for the throne before, but I plan to wait until I step into the fairy queen before taking photos! The method that this senior gave me can only make me move faster!"

Chapter 25

Seeing Wright’s surprised and admiring eyes, the Cromwell Saint Magister was very calm on the surface, but he was a little relieved in his heart. It seems that this time he has settled down, and said very calmly: "Don’t be nervous, little guy. It’s not a bad thing that I am looking for you."

"I intend to accept you as a disciple, what do you think." Cromwell Saint Magister asked straightforwardly.

Wright was happy.

Adoring a holy magician as a teacher is very helpful to oneself on the path of magic.Why do young people across the continent want to enter the three major colleges?Do you know that meditation methods are the same as magic spells?Because the three academies have sufficient faculty and the experience of the magic teacher and the great magic teacher, it can save the students from making many detours on the road of magic. Their experience can know that the students try their best on the road of magic. Walk on the smoothest path.Compared with the Saint Magisters and the Sanctuary powerhouses, the teachings of Magisters and Grand Magisters are also very different.

Although Wright was extremely excited inside, his head was also unusually clear and calm on the surface.

"Your Excellency, I am proud to be your disciple." Wright said respectfully.

The Cromwell Saint Magister saw Wright’s performance of honor and disgrace, and he slightly praised his new student in his heart, "Very well, then you are my ninth disciple. You can call me a teacher from now on."

After that, the Cromwell Saint Magister hesitated for a while and asked, "You are also practicing warrior training, but it seems that you haven't exercised your vindictiveness?"

Wright nodded vigorously and looked at the teacher blankly.

The Cromwell Saint Magister took out a thick book from the ring without angrily: "This is "The Secret Book of Flowing Fire", it is a good vindictive book, go back and practice hard!"

"Fighting energy and magic, if you reach a certain level, the two are interlinked. So I don't mind if you practice warriors, but remember, you must never let go of your magical practice."

"Your current strength is still low, you can see that your mental power is already at the top level of the fifth level, but the magic power has not been fully refined!"

Lai nodded his head, his mental power was indeed greatly improved in the last epiphany, but it takes time for the refining elements to form magic power, so he is still a Level 4 magician!

"The first thing you have to do now is to hurry up and refine your magic power and become a level six magician as soon as possible. You are a magician with both flame and earth elements. I can teach you fire magic, and earth magic, you can only Learn more in the college."

"Regarding magic spells, in principle, magic at level 7 and above is confidential, and you need to join all major forces to obtain it. But since you are my disciple, there are naturally no restrictions in this regard. I will arrange for someone to put level 7 and above. Magic spell for you."

After a pause, the old man continued: "Of course, you are still a member of the Puang Empire. In the future, it doesn't matter whether you join the royal family, the three major churches, or even build your own influence. There is only one point, you cannot join the Magnolia Empire. !" The Cromwell Saint Magister said with a slight warning.

Lai said that he knew it, and there was no objection to it. Although the people of the North could only be regarded as imperials, the Magnolia Empire was definitely an enemy country.

The Cromwell Holy Magister then changed his words: "Wright, your talent is not bad, but the practice of magic lies in persistence, obsession, and devotion! If you practice hard, you can at least become a ninth-level demon in the future. Mentor. But if you can’t hold on yourself, because of your own slack, you just become an eighth or even seventh-level magician, that’s a shame!”

Without waiting for Wright to express his position, the Cromwell Saint Magister waved his hand. He knew that these things were useless to express his position, and it would depend on his future performance.

"Betty, come in!" Cromwell Saint Magister said suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, Wright heard the sound of something shattering. After a while, the little girl I saw at first walked into the yard out of breath. The clothes on her body seemed to be a little wet, and it felt like she had broken an alchemy potion. The container was splashed.

"Teacher, huh~~huh, do you call me?"

Wright was a little surprised, is such a small girl a student of the teacher?But thinking about it carefully, in fact, she is four or five years older than her, which is not a long time for the magician of the sanctuary level.

"Betty!" The Cromwell Saint Magister ordered, "This is your brother Wright, you should clean up yourself first, and talk to your brother Wright about the other brothers and sisters later." Cromwell The Holy Magister suddenly felt a heart-stuck feeling.

The few students who are still alive are all a little frustrated. They are either obsessed with power, or emotionally frustrated and then depressed. The most beautiful one is a soldier!The youngest student is a stupid girl. Although she is serious, how can she inherit her alchemy with her clumsy hands?Is it really a problem with my education?I hope this newly recruited student can fight for his breath!

Watching the little girl walk out of the courtyard clumsily, the Cromwell Saint Magister said to Wright: "Wright, Betty is your school girl. She mainly studies alchemy. Her talent as a magician is average, and she is young. , In the future, you and the other senior brothers and sisters will take care of her, you know." Seeing Lay’s first name, Cromwell Saint Magister waved his hand, "You can go down, and she will introduce to you later. Your brothers and sisters, if you have something you can also ask them for help, they also have some power."

"Next time, you come here again next weekend, I will explain the fire magic for you."

Letta thanked him again, and the person quit the courtyard and wiped a sweat. Although the teacher was very kind, the aura of the sanctuary powerhouse was too scary.

After a while, the little girl Betty seemed to have changed her clothes, and ran to Wright in a bluff, "Leiden, no, it's Brother Wright, I'll take you to meet Brother and Sister Wright now!"

Then he pulled Wright out of the shop, called a carriage, and drove out of Heishui Street along the road.

Along the way, Wright found that although the little girl was clumsy, she was very mature in terms of knowledge and unexpectedly talkative. As soon as the carriage left the North District, Wright had some understanding of his senior brothers and sisters.

As the holy magic teacher, the teacher has a long life span, and his senior brother, second senior brother and fourth senior sister have long passed away.

Senior Brother San stepped into the sanctuary, but disappeared many years ago.It is said that this is already three thousand years ago.It wasn't until nearly three hundred years before the teacher accepted the fourth student, who is currently the oldest senior brother in the grade.

The fifth brother "Joyce Kitto" is a "high deacon" of the "Temple of the Earth". His status is much higher than the Obadiah priest in his hometown. He is also an eighth-level fire magic. Teacher, but'deacon' is different from'sacrifice'. Most deacons have to perform various tasks under the arrangement of the temple. Although he is quite old and does not need to travel for a long time, he is also based in the northern province of Gesa. Hanhano County City is currently not in the Imperial Capital.