With a bang, the door closed in front of Han Jin. He was stunned for a moment, then helplessly turned around and saw Morrisons, Sassoux, and the others smiling at him.
"Which one of you made Sunier angry today?" Han Jin asked with a frown. Actually, it was normal for friends to have some unhappiness because of a moment of carelessness or carelessness. However, it was quite depressing for him to be implicated.
"No." Morrisons shook his head in surprise.
"No? Then why did it become like this? "Han Jin pointed at the closed door.
"Did you make her angry?" Morrisons yelled.
"I only said one sentence to her. How could I make her angry? And we were talking about something serious, "Han Jin said.
"Aha …" Moxinke winked at Han Jin. Although he was smart, he always did stupid things. But if he was stupid, he should be the first one to catch Han Jin's faulty wording. "So you always talked about improper things with her before?" Moxinke asked.
"F * ck off!" Han Jin said angrily. If Sunier heard this, he would be in trouble …
"Tsk tsk!" Morrisons smacked his lips. He wanted to say something, but Han Jin did look angry, so he could only swallow his words.
At this moment, Stillberg walked in from outside. Han Jin was eager to change the topic, so he waved his hand and signaled for Stillberg to come over.
"Young master, what's the matter?" Stillberg's face lit up as soon as he saw Han Jin.
Han Jin suddenly froze. In the past year, he rarely cared about Stillberg. It was not that he had forgotten about the relationship between the master and servant, but that he should have focused on his own cultivation and the relationships between the elite members. Moreover, they were going through one crisis after another, so he did not have time to think too much.
Looking back, he clearly remembered the scene of Stillberg begging for a piece of bread, kneeling on the ground like a dog. He could not help but feel ashamed. He then asked gently, "Stillberg, haven't you been learning magic from Sassoux? How is it now? "
"I …" Stillberg could not help but look at Sassoux. He did not know how to answer.
"Raphael, are you kidding?" Sassoux smiled bitterly.
"What's wrong?"
"He only learned meditation techniques from me, and also learned how to release small fireballs. After that, he never looked for me again." Sassoux said slowly, "Do you think that with a ready-made teacher like you, he still has a need to learn from others?"
Han Jin was stunned. He understood the meaning behind Sassoux's words. If they were both learning magic, then should he learn normal magic from Sassoux, or should he learn the extremely special magic from Han Jin? This was a very simple question. Anyone with a brain would not choose the former. Moreover, Morrisons and the others often talked about Han Jin, and praised Han Jin's magic. Stillberg's ears were getting calluses from hearing it.
"You want to learn magic from me?" Han Jin smiled.
Stillberg looked at Han Jin timidly. After a long while, he finally gathered his courage and nodded.
"Come with me."
"Young Master …" Stillberg said with a trembling voice. Seeing Han Jin like this, he could not believe that his dream had come true.
"What are you waiting for? Come with me. "
With tears bursting out of his eyes, Steelberg was so happy that he almost fainted. He hurriedly followed Han Jin.
"He agreed just like that?" Morrisons looked at the backs of Han Jin and Stillberg, and suddenly patted Sassoux's shoulder. "Sassoux, I want to learn magic from you too!"
"You want to learn magic? Are you crazy? "
"You're so stupid! I can learn for a few days, and then like today, we … "
"Spare me," Sassoux smiled bitterly and interrupted Morrisons. "You think Raphael will care about you?"
"That's none of your business. Are you going to help me?"
"Go away!"
While Moxinke and Cessacioun were quarreling, Han Jin had taken Steelberg into his room. Although they met every day, they always talked about trivial things, and it was always Steelberg who took the initiative, such as, "Young Master, it's time for dinner, your robe is dirty, take it off, please go to bed later, I haven't lit the fireplace yet," and Han Jin hardly cared about Steelberg's well-being, because he was always busy doing something important. "Young Master, it's time for dinner," "Young Master, your robe is dirty, take it off," "Young Master, you can sleep later, I haven't lit the fireplace yet,"
To Han Jin, his priority was to protect himself and his companions. He wanted to establish a foothold in this world as much as possible. To Stillberg, Han Jin was his master. He was the meaning of his existence! Ever since he started learning how to speak, the environment around him had been instilling a kind of thought into him. Loyalty had already merged with his soul.
"Sit here." Han Jin pointed at a chair.
Stillberg sat down and looked at Han Jin eagerly. Han Jin pondered for a moment and reached out to grab Stillberg's wrist. However, Stillberg's heart was beating too fast, like a drum. Han Jin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Why are you so nervous? Relax, relax. "
"Young Master, I'm already very relaxed," Stillberg whispered.
Han Jin said helplessly, "How about this? Don't you know how to meditate? Start meditating now. I also need to think about where to start teaching you. "
"Understood, Young Master." Stillberg nodded vigorously.
Seeing Stillberg close his eyes and meditate seriously, Han Jin suddenly realized that he had agreed too quickly. Should he teach him how to eat and cultivate? Actually, it wasn't impossible. However, there were some key points that he simply couldn't explain to Stillberg. For example, the circulation of the sky, the acupoints, and the artistic conception. If he couldn't even explain these basic knowledge, how could he let him cultivate?
Stillberg didn't know what Han Jin was thinking at the moment. Although he looked like he was meditating, he was actually very excited. After such a long time, the young master had changed from an unknown and destitute little aristocrat to the current Raphael. Stillberg had seen all the changes and unfamiliarity. However, in his heart, the young master would always be the same young master. No matter if he was destitute or rich, weak or sick, or able to resist an army of thousands, one thing would never change. Raphael was Stillberg's young master, forever.
However, the only thing that made Stillberg sad was that the young master had never mentioned those changes to him. This made him feel like he was being excluded by the young master. The others had asked him more than once where the Young Master had learned his skills from, but he had always vaguely brushed them off. In fact, Stillberg knew that the young master really didn't know anything in the past. That kind of begging life, Stillberg hadn't forgotten until now. But so what? I will never tell anyone about the young master's decadent days, Stillberg said in his heart.
Now, the young master was finally going to teach him magic. This was a secret that the young master had never shared with anyone. Thinking of this, Stillberg couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart.
Han Jin pondered for a long time, but still gave up the idea of teaching his own cultivation method to Stillberg. Instead, he picked out a set of introductory foundational cultivation method from his memory that was easier to learn. As long as Stillberg could seriously practice according to this method, after his body had the True Essence, it would be much easier to use the talismans he made. At present, this was the only way. Han Jin clearly knew that once the things he knew were leaked out, it would have a great impact in this world. Whether the impact was good or bad, it wasn't something that Han Jin wanted to see at present.
Calling Stillberg who was thinking nonsense, Han Jin carefully imparted the cultivation method to him. For example, the meridians, Han Jin could only explain it as the channels through which the sacred elements moved in the body. During this time, Stillberg also had doubts. He knew about the elements, but what was the sacred elements? Of course, he didn't dare to ask. Whatever the young master taught him, it must be something good. Whatever, as long as he followed the young master's instructions, everything would be fine.
Regardless of Stillberg's perseverance and constitution, on this first day, he showed a kind of fanaticism. He even forgot whose room he was in, just closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.
Outside the room, the curious Morrisons and Sassoux hadn't left yet. They casually leaned against the wooden pillars and whispered to each other. Little Joseph also came to the yard, occasionally glancing at Han Jin's room. Because of his age, little Joseph was not scheming. His thoughts were shown on his face.
"Come here!" When little Joseph passed by the yard for the fourth time, Morrisons waved his hand.
Little Joseph hurried to Morrisons. Morrisons looked him up and down and said softly, "You also want to learn Raphael's magic?"
"I …" Little Joseph was a little flustered.
"Think about it. Didn't you always want to learn swordsmanship? No one taught you back then. What's wrong with you now? Are you looking down on warriors? Are you sure you have the potential to learn magic? " Morrisons said in a muffled voice, "Don't be too greedy. Just learn swordsmanship from me." Speaking of the relationship between Han Jin and Stillberg, Morrisons was the one who knew best. It was normal that Han Jin was willing to teach Stillberg magic, but it was almost impossible that little Joseph wanted to learn it too.
Little Joseph was disappointed at first, but Morrisons' next words had a big impact on him. Greedy! He didn't know anything. Everyone took care of him like a child. No one had ever asked him to do anything. Little Joseph's face reddened at the thought. His eyes became clear again, and he said seriously, "Morrisons University bro, I understand."
(Today was too uncomfortable. My head was heavy, and I couldn't get up during the day. I apologize to everyone. I will do it if I can, but I really can't today. I can't continue writing the next chapter.)
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