Panlong: I have my own cheating device

Chapter 8 The Disliked Fields

"Letitia, do you think my disciple's theory that death and life are two sides of the same coin is reasonable?"

"Maybe there is some truth, but it is impossible to realize it." Letitia's voice was gentle, and it was impossible to tell whether she was happy or angry.

"Don't be so absolute. Let's communicate with each other. Maybe we can really come up with something. Besides, my disciple is studying in the Temple of Life, and I, as a teacher, cannot leave. Otherwise, what will I do if he is bullied?"

"Since you are worried about my Temple of Life, it's up to you. I will let Leia arrange a room for you. Just don't mind it."

"No, I have spent a long time here."

Fields' eyes fell directly on the high priest.

Leia arranged Rogge and Fields together. That night, after Leia finished meditating for an hour, Fields appeared in front of him and said with a smile: "Little Rogge, your little plan has come true. Are you happy?"

"Same here. The teacher is in a good mood too. You talked a lot with the uncle."

"Haha, you have seen all this. Come on, you have a lot of ideas. Help the teacher think of a way to get closer to Letia."

"It's too difficult. The uncle is no longer a young girl. It's impossible to make him fall in love."

Fields laughed, "Young girl? Little Rogge, you are really not afraid of death. You arranged a god-level strongman in the Temple of Life like this."

"Isn't it that you are here, teacher!"

"Of course, but is it really impossible?"

"Take your time. First, through as much conversation as possible, recall the past, restore your relationship, at least become friends first and then talk about the next step."

"Okay, the teacher will listen to you. I am happy today. What do you have to do with the practice of undead magic? If you have any questions, feel free to ask. "

Rogge's eyes lit up, "I want to learn the control of souls by undead magic."

"Soul control? This is a method that can only be used when the rules of death are understood to a certain extent. It's too early for you now."

"Then is there any way to quickly strengthen the strength of my little skeleton, or enhance his wisdom and learning ability?"

Fields smiled bitterly and said, "What are you talking about? Isn't it enough for you to modify the lowest-level skeleton into a peak warrior that is not weaker than the sixth-level warrior?"

"Such a strange thing, only you will do it. Improve your realm obediently. When you reach the seventh level, you can summon a large number of low-level and high-level undead. Why do you need a skeleton to guard you?"

"Teacher, what you said is too ordinary. This doesn't work and that doesn't work. You are too useless. I don't need you!"

Fields was struck by lightning and petrified on the spot. Then he spit out two words, "Traitor!"

Rogge drank a bottle of life potion, rested for nearly half an hour, and continued to meditate and practice.

On the second day, Rogge put on the robe of the apprentice priest sent by the Temple of Life and walked in the hall, with whispers everywhere.

"Is he Rogge, the necromancer who wants to learn life magic?"

"He is too arrogant!"

"Keep your voice down, he is the direct disciple of the Holy God of Death, and his status is not comparable to ours."

.......

Rogge turned a blind eye.

However, although the high priest allowed him to stay in the Temple of Life to learn life magic, how to learn is still a difficult point.

It would be very difficult for a magician to get started without a teacher.

Going to the library, Rogge originally planned to find some books on life magic to increase his understanding.

There are the understandings of life magic left by predecessors, but with his level of life magic not yet started, he can only see through the fog.

"Don't I have the talent to learn life magic?"

Rogge pondered for a moment, then walked back to his room.

"Teacher, are you free?"

Looking at Fields sitting cross-legged on the bed, Rogge asked cautiously.

"Can't you tell whether you are free or not?"

"Oh, if you can answer, you are free. I want to test my talent for life magic. Teacher, do you have any ideas?"

Fields opened his eyes, curved his eyebrows, and smiled, "Why, aren't you confident that you have the talent to learn life magic? Do you still need to test it?"

"You are not confident, are you?"

Seeing his gloating expression, Rogge directly brought out his trump card, "If I don't have the talent, then I will probably leave in a few days. If I leave, there is no reason for you to stay here, right?"

Fields was startled, and immediately gritted his teeth, "You have learned to threaten your teacher, hum, you have a point."

"Let me think about how we tested the talent for learning life magic."

"First of all, we test the purity of the soul. Only when it reaches a certain level can we learn it. "You have the qualifications to learn life magic. I have already tested your soul, and it definitely meets this requirement."

"The second point is that it seems that you can sense the life force in a special place. The more life force you sense, the closer you are to the rules of life and the better your talent is."

Rogge interrupted, "Can't you directly sense the life force in the air?"

Fields smiled and said, "Although the power of death is as ubiquitous as the power of life and elements, it is more difficult to sense than elements."

"If you can directly sense the life force in the air, then his affinity with the rules of life is definitely top-notch."