teacher.
Asking yourself to teach magic but not calling yourself a master, what kind of profession is this teacher?
Seeing Lang Shen's confusion, Chen Anbang explained to him directly: "In our country, knowledge is not controlled by anyone. Anyone who wants to learn can learn it."
"People in our country are very unfamiliar with magic now. They buy manuals and learn it on their own. We need someone proficient in magic to teach us."
Nezha was standing beside Yang Jian's legs, watching everything outside the supermarket in wonder. Hearing this, he looked up and said to Yang Jian, "Brother, just agree to it. It's not like you have any magic skills passed down by your master. They are just mortal magic. It's not easy for us."
"Is it just a mortal's magic?" Yang Jian asked Chen Anbang again.
He was a little hesitant about whether to become a teacher. According to the person in front of him, if he became a teacher, he would definitely teach a large number of people. The magic spells in Yang Jian's hands were not only extremely powerful, but also required a high level of talent.
He couldn't possibly teach someone a spell that they might never be able to learn in their lifetime, and besides, magic shouldn't be passed on lightly.
"Of course it's a cultivation spell, but if you want to sell your spells, you can also exchange them for spirit stones from me. You can also find a disciple to teach you the spells."
Hearing this, Yang Jian felt relieved and simply agreed.
"Okay, I agree."
"Be my guardian, too. From now on, my life will depend on you. And I don't want to go to school anymore!"
Nezha jumped onto the back of the God of Love and shouted into the God of Love's ear.
"Guardian, living expenses."
Yang Jian reacted immediately. They came back empty-handed after reviving, with nothing but the clothes on their bodies and magic weapons.
And go to school.
Yang Jian couldn't help but laugh when he saw Nezha's height.
What can Nezha do if he doesn't go to school with his height? You can't teach people magic like him, but with Nezha's playful nature, he will run away after a few days of teaching.
Yang Jian's smile was extremely brilliant, as bright as the sun.
"Ah!!! Old man!"
The few people standing at the door were frightened by the sudden screams coming from outside and looked in the direction of the sound.
A girl looked at Yang Jian with red cheeks across the security guards outside the supermarket. After seeing Yang Jian looking at her, she immediately became excited and started shouting again.
"Old man! You are so handsome! Look at me, look at me."
As he spoke, he stamped his feet excitedly and started recording the video with the phone in his hand.
The girl's voice immediately attracted people around.
"Where is that handsome guy? Let me see."
"There, there! That's the God of War in the sky just now. I didn't expect there was someone so handsome."
The little girl pointed at the supermarket entrance behind the security guard, wishing she could push the security guard away and express her love for the handsome guy in front of him.
When the little girl pointed, more people saw the God Lang.
"Wow! It's that same God from before, so handsome!"
This is still calm.
"Old man!"
"elder brother!"
He shouted everything, and if it weren't for the security guards blocking him, he would have already rushed to the supermarket entrance.
"Wife!"
At this time a voice was heard.
Everyone looked back in horror. Who would dare to call a handsome guy who is almost two meters tall his wife?
A fat boy with acne all over his face was almost crying when he saw everyone's surprised gaze.
"I just said it casually, I didn't mean it."
"Ha ha ha ha…………"
Nezha, who was lying on Lang Shen's back, almost laughed himself crazy.
I didn't expect to find that the people in Kyushu were so enthusiastic. They called the God of Love "husband", "brother", "father" and even "wife".
Yang Jian was also shocked by these names and his whole body was stiff. He didn't know what expression to make.
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