"You bastard, I want to scare me to death." Magician Beca finally came to his senses, his whole body was light. What kind of magicians, Dharma Saints, and those were wrong. His disciples would definitely become Dharma Gods. Yes, they were Dharma Gods. Only with this identity could they deserve a genius disciple.

"Teacher, are you going to send me home? Maybe... maybe I can go back by myself." Feileg felt that his request was indeed too much and could not become a magician. Why did he ask a noble magician to send him, a civilian child, to go home? Fortunately, it only took two days to walk, less than thirty kilometers, so he should be able to walk back, but what should I do if I eat? Feileg didn't think he had the ability to kill those beasts, even the smallest rabbit, he couldn't catch up with him. At this time, his mind was messy and he had never been so depressed.

"Why are you going home? You idiot, your talent is so good that old guy Albert is jealous and he is still crying. Is it true?" After Beca cursed, he regretted it again. This was not Titlege's fault. Last night, the two talked about everything, mostly to correct the rumors that Ferge heard. There were too few things to teach him. He only told him how to meditate. He had never taught anything else. Could this kid make beautiful mistakes?

"But there are only one hundred seeds..." Looking at Feleg's eyes, Beca knew that this little guy thought he was working on the conclusion of the cooperation and thought that he could not become a magician, so he was so sad.

"Sorry, Filigo, this is the teacher's mistake. I didn't tell you the judgment of the number of seed fusions." Beca said apologetically, even if he was facing his own disciple, a six-year-old child. The magician not only had strong force, but also a wise man. As a wise man, being brave enough to admit his mistakes is one of the essential courage and ability. How can a person who refuses to admit his mistakes become a wise man?

Fellig's tears no longer flowed. Looking at the teacher's eyes, he found that he seemed to have misunderstood. He absorbed 10,000 magic elements and only one hundred seeds remained. Is this proportion not low?

"Meditation is the process of fusion of magical elements. After two fusions, your body will accept magical elements and treat it as part of your body. This is the purpose of meditation, and the final result is naturally to turn magical elements into magical seeds."

Fellig nodded. Although these teachers did not say it, he could guess that these seeds should be very important things. Therefore, only 10,000 magic elements, only 100 seeds would make him disappointed and sad.

"Generally speaking, the number of magic elements absorbed through meditation state is not important. As long as you practice constantly, you can speed up the absorption speed and quantity. But fusion is a completely different matter. For the first fusion, an ordinary magician can usually do fifty-leave one. If the worse is, you can also do one hundred-leave one. If you are not bad, you will be unlikely to become a magician. Of course, people with good talent will have a good effect. Like Albbot's first fusion, it is said that you can do eight-leave one or even six-leave one. No one can do better than him. Of course, all this is just a legend. You must know the level of fusion. It is the secret of a magician. Except for his own teachers and students, you will not tell others." Beca has decided to teach this genius student well. Perhaps he can only be an ordinary magician throughout his life. Feleg is different. As long as he is willing to work hard, everything is possible.

"Teacher, who is Albert?" This is the second time I heard this name from the teacher. Judging from the proportion of his first integration, he is not only a genius, but also a very amazing person, a great magician.

"Arbbot is the dean of our Auckland Empire Magic Academy and one of the two great Dharma Saints in our Auckland Empire. In our Auckland Empire, in the past century, he has been the youngest Dharma Saint and the most powerful Dharma Saint." Beka didn't know how to introduce Albbot to his disciples, so he could only briefly describe his position and abilities. As for the others, Beka didn't know how to say it.

"Oh, a great magician, how young is he?" Feleg already had the first idol in his heart, the youngest Dharma Saint. Although Beca was the first magician he had ever met and became his teacher, looking at his wrinkled eyes, he really couldn't become his idol.

"This... Albert is already 180 years old this year, and as a saint, he is naturally very young." Beca's words made the idol in Feleg's heart exist for less than a minute. At 180 years old, are he still young? It seems that no one in the village has lived to be over 100 years old.

"Magic masters are divided into five stages. The first stage is ordinary magicians. They have powerful power. In this stage, they are divided into four levels, namely trainee magicians, junior magicians, intermediate magicians and advanced magicians. The second stage is the magician. There are only three levels in this stage, namely the first, middle and advanced magicians. The third level is the magician's water division collar, which is also divided into three levels, namely the first, middle and advanced magicians. Although there is only one word difference, the difference is too big. When we break through to the magician stage, the human body will also change with the magic seeds in our body. Life can rise from the limit of a hundred years of an ordinary person to two hundred years, and its ability will be improved several times." Beca sighed after saying that, and he was afraid that he would not have hope of reaching this level in this life. Only by increasing his life for a hundred years can he work hard to a higher level.

"You can live a hundred years more..." Felleg opened his eyes wide. Although he didn't quite understand the meaning of life, he knew that few ordinary people could live to be one hundred years old and live to be two hundred years old. He had never even heard of it. It seems that the future of being a magician is still great. No wonder, everyone respects the mage so much, which is really amazing.

"That's right, but the magician stage is not so easy to improve. There are only two levels in the fourth stage, namely the Dharma Saint and the Dharma God. These two levels are even more amazing. If you can become a Dharma Saint, you can live at least four hundred years. If you become a Dharma God, your life can reach eight hundred years. Therefore, the older the mage is, the stronger the older you are." After Beca finished speaking, he felt even more uncomfortable. Not to mention the fourth stage, he had no hope of the third stage. He could live for more than 40 years at most. With his current progress, it is impossible to become a magician in forty years.

"What about the fifth stage?" Feleg was numb when he heard this. At his age, he could not understand what the difference between eight hundred years of life and four hundred years of life. Anyway, it sounds like a lot, much bigger than the oldest grandfather in the village. If he really saw such a person, Feleg didn't know how he should call him, it would be a problem.

"The fifth stage only exists in legends, and there is only one level, called the God's servant, which is the God's servant who is in charge of the God's Continent. As for the ability to live for many years, no one knows. In the history of the entire continent, the God's servant has never appeared."

"Okay, let's not mention these, finally tell you a message. This news may not be accurate, but it is already quite amazing. The ratio of Albbot's second fusion is twenty-five to stay one. Okay, it's getting late, we're going to start meditation." Beca said.

After ten days, the two of them had entered the Magic Realm Forest for 200 kilometers. The beasts here became stronger and stronger. If Beca was alone, there would naturally be no problem. However, it would be a bit difficult to protect Feleg, who had no self-protection ability. Meditation has made Feleg's physical strength and magic improve greatly, but the speed of travel did not accelerate, and it was even slower and slower.

Try to rush through the day and be ready to fight wild beasts at any time. Now Beca kills more than a dozen or even dozens of wild beasts every day, and the beasts' abilities are getting stronger and stronger. At night, it is Ferleg's study time, and learning is naturally after meditation and the magic elements are thin.

The deeper you enter the Magic Realm Forest, the more magical elements there are, and at the same time, Ferig also knows that the more meditations and familiarity they are, the more magical elements they can see and the faster they absorb. Now the magic seeds in his body can no longer be calculated. There are golden magic seeds in his body. These seeds are like part of his body. How Ferig commands them, they are like the most obedient soldiers, following Ferig's command.

After walking for another three days, Ferleg found that there were many fewer wild animals in this day, and that none of the most ferocious beasts were seen. There were only a very small number of carnivorous animals, most of which were herbivorous, and the number became very small, which was similar to the days before entering the forest.

"We won't leave tomorrow, stay here for a while." Beca said after thinking for a long time. It seemed that he was really too arrogant. The beast alone had already made him very difficult. Before that, he entered the forest of the Demon Realm three times, and the last time he even entered the edge of the advanced Demon Realm area, but at that time he was alone. Now that Ferleg is more, he is not sure to protect this little guy.

"Why?" Felleg still doesn't know what the teacher's purpose was to bring him here, and he has never asked.
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