Bright Era

After taking a few deep breaths to calm down, Lin Qi looked at Esco in shock.

I am just a middle-level ice mage of the saint master, but the 18 disciples and 45 disciples have all stepped into the holy realm? My God, this guy alone is enough to form a powerful wizard group. And these are just his disciples and disciples. How many disciples does his disciple and grandson still have?

Considering the mages and apprentices of his rank, status, and personal status, Esco's disciples are indeed a huge strength.

Seeing the horror in Lin Qi's heart, Romero whispered from the side: "Master Esco is recognized by the Mainland Mage Guild as the best sage who is good at teaching apprentices. This is because of his few. The disciple and the disciple-grandson were unfortunately killed by the wizards of the Odin Temple in the struggles of the past hundreds of years. Otherwise, the number of disciples of Master Esco would be more than that."

Escor nodded reservedly. His deep tile-blue eyes looked at Lin Qi deeply, and said in a low and powerful voice: "I am not good at face-to-face combat. I prefer to study the essence of magic and the world of magic. Mystery. I'm used to staying in the laboratory, studying the making of magic circles and various magical devices."

"So, in a head-on fight, I might be defeated by a sage who has just been promoted, but give me time and let me set up the magic circle. I can easily defeat a high-level enemy of the sage."

"And my greatest value is that, as Meromez said, I am very good at teaching apprentices." Esko looked at Lin Qi triumphantly: "My disciples are all elites! I think, Lord Longshan The family needs a group of wizards with family blood? And I, as their best mentor, I can make sure they get the best education!"

Before the words were over, the door of the VIP room was roughly pushed open, and an old man in a red robe walked in with warmth. The old man is not tall, but he is very stout, and looks no different from a dwarf. But no one would laugh at him because of his figure, because the terrifying aura exuding from him all represented the terrifying power of his high-ranking Saint Master approaching the peak of the Saint Master.

"Esco, I heard your bragging about it after a few floors!" The red-robed old man strode to Esco's side, sat down firmly against Esco's body, and then laughed loudly. : "Yes, you are very good at teaching apprentices, but what about it? As far as combat effectiveness is concerned, you are not a tiny bit! I think Earl Turing needs a powerful priest who can protect your territory. ?"

Lin Qi stood up cautiously and saluted the old man in the red robe—only if he possessed Lin Qi's mental power and learned so much about the profound meaning of the demigod realm, could he find that the old man in the red robe actually has A sign of the fusion of spiritual power and his magic power! This is a powerful mage who has begun to transform into a demigod, and even he himself hasn't realized this, but he has indeed begun to move towards that realm.

Any demigod is great, whether it is aptitude or luck, it is only a top-level figure that can become a demigod.

Especially in the Western Continent, where cultivation resources are far inferior to the Blood Qin Empire, being able to possess such strength is even more admirable. Therefore, Lin Qi saluted the old man in Hongpao cautiously, and had made up his mind that regardless of the fraud, the old man in the red robe must be pulled into the territory of Longshan.

Even if he can't get the allegiance of this old man, at least he can be used as a target to attract countless firepower for himself.

Esko looked at Lin Qi gloomily. He waved his pipe, and the blue smoke formed a pattern of snowflakes in the air. He said unhappily: "Your Excellency, is Fallan more popular than me? This vulgarity Yes, I only know the brave and cruel guy, who has lost 37 direct descendants in just three hundred years. Do you like him more?"

Lin Qi was shocked once again. In just three hundred years, he had lost 37 direct descendants? Lin Qi looked at the red-robed old man Farlan in surprise, and his respect for him suddenly rose to a new level.

Farlan muttered dissatisfiedly: "Oh, hell, those little guys, of course, they fell before reaching the holy realm, which makes me sad! But this is the fate of the mage! Only through countless battles can it be A powerful mage!"

Puffed up his chest, Farlan looked at Lin Qi seriously: "Earl Turing, you need a scholar-type enshrining mage, doing those dangerous magic experiments in your territory all day, or a combat-type The enshrined mage, when your territory is in danger, will resolutely bring all the disciples to stand up for you to destroy all enemies?"

Esco quickly said: "Damn it, Farlan, the Holy Land Mage is not allowed to make random moves, we can only exist as a deterrent!"

Fallan gave Esco a fierce look: "As long as the holy realm mage can pay the full fine, what does it mean to kill a few little guys? As long as it doesn't cause huge damage to the terrain, you are the **** of the church. Will the stick provoke people like us?"

Esko rolled his eyes helplessly, and he sighed up to the sky, "I seem to see your future, Farlan, my old friend, sooner or later you will be thrown into the Heiyuan God Prison! The past two hundred years, it has been Was warned seven times by the church ruling!"

Farlan looked at Esko nonchalantly: "Who cares? Want to throw me into the Dark Abyss God Prison? Aha, they must make certain psychological preparations. I will pull at least ten strengths equal to mine. The unlucky ones will die, do you think the church dares to take risks against me?"

Esko stared at Farran with anger, and Farran, who was unwilling to show his weakness, stared at him more firmly. The two murmured at each other, gradually removing all the shameful embarrassment they had in the past hundreds of years. Burst out.

Lin Qi looked at the two old guys curiously, while Meromez explained to Lin Qi: "Dear Master Farland, he is my teacher's teacher. In other words, I am Master Farland. The disciples. Master Esko and Master Farlan, they are old friends with a thousand years of friendship. They have adventured side by side in the dark ages, and they even joined hands to kill a flying dragon!"

"Mage Dragon Slaying!" Fallan raised his hands triumphantly: "The only one in the entire mage group that has the title of Mage Dragon Slaying!"

"Mage Dragon Slayer!" Esco sighed with emotion: "But this is not a good thing. We were almost killed by the retaliating dragons. If it weren't for my magic circle to protect us, I am afraid we would have become a bunch long ago. Dragon dung!"

Farlan's eyes widened and roared: "Even if I become dragon dung, my fertility is a hundred times more than you! Earl Turing, what you need is a powerful enshrined mage who can protect your family. Not a scholar who only knows to waste your gold coins squatting in the laboratory!"

Esko said slowly: "Give me time to set up a magic circle. My lethality is no weaker than you, Farran!"

Lin Qi curiously looked at the mage whose two eyeballs were breathing fire, and asked in a puzzled way: "May I ask why the two noble holy mage admire me like this? You know, although the Longshan family has a history Long, but I only have the title of earl. Especially since my territory is not large, the property is barren, and my annual income is not enough to enshrine a powerful wizard."

The two powerful wizards glanced at each other, and then they laughed at the same time.

"Able to use nine million gold coins to buy the title, and then use millions of gold coins to build ceremonial instruments!" Farran laughed: "Earl Turing, I think your money does not count on an ordinary earldom."

"The market price of the magic equipment on your 300 guards is close to 100 million gold coins!" Esko said slowly: "Except for the three empires of Gaul, Caesar, and Haran, as well as several leading families of the Vias Commercial Federation. No other kings on the continent can have such an elite guard! Therefore, Earl Turing, your value is comparable to a king!"

Farlan said in a deep voice: "Vias Commercial Federation will have a big shock, anyone with a discerning eye can see it! But limited to our contract with the Mage Tower, we cannot easily leave the Mage Tower unless we... find one. If you are willing to worship our family, you can apply to the Mage Tower and ask one of us to settle in your family and become your worship!"

Esco said indifferently: "Not only us, but now the elders of the Mage Tower are all thinking about it. It's nothing more than we just happened to meet you!"

Farran pointed to himself, and then pointed to Esco: "I and Esco, you choose one! Let us be your family worship, you will not be disappointed, we will be able to afford every one you bring out gold!"

Lin Qi cocked Erlang's legs, he took a heavy sip of the cigar, let the dense smoke swirl in his nose, and then sprayed it heavily: "Why do I have to choose one? Couldn't the two be mine at the same time? Is it a family worship? Not just two, all of your disciples, including those little wizards and ordinary apprentices of magic, as long as they are yours, they can take them to my territory!"

Lin Qi took out a stack of gold tickets half a foot thick, and threw them on the coffee table disapprovingly.

"Don't doubt my financial resources, I will build two mage towers for the two that are completely yours! What you can get from me will be far more than what you get from the Federation now!"

Farlan and Esco swallowed hard and spit.

Many nobles in the Federation have hired several families to worship from the mage tower, but very few people dare to hire the mage of the holy realm! The cost of the holy realm mage is too great, and ordinary families cannot afford that cost. As for Farlan and Esco, they are not just one person, they also have so many disciples and grandchildren, and a large number of disciples.

Adding up bits and pieces, including the apprentices under the sect, there are always more than 1,000 disciples and grandchildren.

But the stack of gold tickets that Lin Qi threw on the table. . . After roughly assessing its value, two old mages stood up at the same time.

"Then, we will call you the patriarch in the future!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. )

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