Soman Shuchiin, starting from Fulilian to become a magician

He happened to see Philen in the kitchen tremble. It was obvious that he had heard what Ye Shanming said. He seemed to have thought of something and turned back to look at Fulilian:

"How about staying here for a while? I don't think I have much time left."

Fulilian thought about her recent arrangements and found nothing important. Even living there for a few years would be a very short time for an elf, so she nodded and agreed.

"Okay, I'll stay and see you off."

But the words he said were still so unpleasant.

At night, Fulilian stayed in the guest room arranged for her. Ye Shanming carried the sleeping Feiren back to the room. Under her was an opened magic foundation.

Although she has dropped out of the magic academy, Philen is still working hard to learn magic. Ye Shanming doesn't quite understand why she works so hard, and can only think that she likes magic.

"What do you think about letting Fulilian take Philen as her apprentice?"

Haita and Ye Shanming sat side by side at the door, looking at the stars in the sky, and told him what he suddenly thought of during the day.

"Although she has some bad habits, Fulilian's magic foundation is indeed very strong. I have no objection, but why did you suddenly come up with this idea?"

Haita smiled and subconsciously lowered his voice so as not to wake up Philen who had just fallen asleep:

"The child must have become less dependent on you recently. At least he doesn't need you by his side to fall asleep."

Ye Shanming thought about it and nodded. Feilun's performance during this period was indeed as Haita said. Haita continued:

"As long as you give that child a few more people to rely on, she will gradually get over her dependence on you. However, I won't live long enough to see that end, so I can only leave her to Fulilian."

"That's why you let Fulilian stay here at that time."

Ye Shanming gently hit Haita's shoulder, and the sound was scattered in the night wind.

"Thank you so much, you drunkard."

The next morning, Philen held the magic wand in both hands and went out to practice magic as usual.

This wand was given to her by Ye Shanming after she completed her first year of courses at the magic academy. It was very good for an apprentice magician, and she cherished it very much.

After she left, Ye Shanming knocked on Fulilian's door, but heard no response, so he simply used the unlocking magic to force the door open and walked in.

Sure enough, only Fulilian's two feet were left on the bed, and her entire upper body had fallen to the floor. She was sleeping soundly and didn't even notice that her skirt had flipped up to her waist.

"This sleeping posture really hasn't changed in a thousand years."

A little sigh, but he didn't do it like he did back then, and it was definitely not because there was no stream nearby.

He opened his right hand and used the magic of controlling water. With his powerful control force, he absorbed all the water vapor in the air, forming a fist-sized ball of water, which he smashed onto Fulilian's head without mercy.

Fulilian's hair and the floor were immediately wet. Under the stimulation of the cold, she opened her eyes dazedly, got up from the ground, yawned, and looked at Ye Shanming with a bad look:

"What are you doing?"

"Flillian, I have a favor to ask of you."

Ye Shanming spoke directly without any guilt.

Chapter 19 Haita: It’s really frustrating to support the immortal species CP.

"Fellen is practicing magic in the forest, and I want you to teach her."

Fulilian used magic to clean the water stains on her body and changed her clothes in front of Ye Shanming. This was how the two of them got along a thousand years ago, and they didn't feel anything was wrong at all.

"You can teach yourself, Volame often says that my foundation is not as good as yours."

Fulilian asked in confusion as she tied her hair into two ponytails.

"Actually, Haita has been in very poor health recently. Look at him, he hasn't even gotten out of bed yet."

Ye Shanming lied without blinking: "Also, my health hasn't been very good recently, so I can't follow Feilun's guidance."

"Since you are here, please teach her."

"I don't have any problem."

Fulilian agreed to Ye Shanming's request and glanced at him suspiciously:

"But are you really in poor health? Why do I feel like you're healthier than me?"

"Illusion, an illusion I gave you as a warrior."

Ye Shanming pushed Fulilian out the door: "Go quickly, please Fulilian."

Fulilian was a little helpless, but still believed Ye Shanming's words unconditionally and walked into the forest, looking for Philen.

After seeing her leave, Ye Shanming immediately opened Haita's door and made a gesture of "done" to him lying on the bed.

A satisfied smile also appeared on Haita's old face.

Next to the cliff in the forest, Philen was holding his magic wand, staring intently at the opposite bank dozens of meters away, where a huge stone stood.

"It's really not easy to find you."

Fulilian struggled out of the bushes and came to Philen's side.

"Is it difficult for Lady Fulilian to find me too?"

Fei Lun turned around and glanced at her: "Master Ye Shanming also said that I hide my magic power very well."

"Yes."

Fulilian's eyes fell on her and she explained her purpose:

"Ye Shanming asked me to teach you magic. To be honest, I don't quite know what to teach you."

"Did he teach you any magic?"

"They're all very basic magic."

Feilun answered Fulilian honestly: "Normal attack magic, defensive magic, and hidden magic, Master Ye Shanming only taught me these three."

This is also the reason why Philen thinks Ye Shanming works very hard. Excluding hidden magic, the other two are basic magics that senior students of the magic academy can master.

Lord Ye Shanming, who only taught her these two basic magics, is definitely not a very powerful magician. In addition, he is often beaten and must be doing some dangerous work for a living. That's why she works hard to learn magic, hoping to reduce Ye Shanming's burden when she grows up.

It would be even better if we could just support him so that he doesn't have to work so hard anymore.

"That guy taught you this, huh? And you have excellent control over your magic power, so it's really suitable for you."

Fulilian thought for a moment and agreed with Ye Shanming's previous teaching method.

"Yes, Master Ye Shanming said that my magic power is not outstanding. It is best to work on magic control, so I have been honing this aspect."

As Philen spoke, he raised his staff and aimed at the huge rock opposite the cliff. A magic circle suddenly unfolded in front of the staff, and the magic power in his body surged, turning into a beam of light that shot straight at the huge rock.

The light beam was extremely fast and covered a distance of dozens of meters, but there was still a problem with Philen's subsequent control. In the end, the light beam was unable to dissipate and did not touch the boulder at all.

Seeing this scene, a hint of frustration appeared on Philen's round face.

"Master Ye Shanming said that if I could penetrate the stone with ordinary attack magic, I could take charge and help him, but I just can't do it."

"I see."

Fulilian looked down at Feilun thoughtfully: "Do you like magic?"

"I quite like it, but I would rather make it easier for Master Ye Shanming to not have to work so hard."

Fulilian laughed when she heard that. The mountain breeze blew a few petals and moved her hair.

In the following days, Fulilian took over Ye Shanming's commission and taught Philen every day, and also taught some small magic suitable for Philen.

Human magicians are different from immortal magicians. Their energy is limited. In their limited lifespan, human magicians are better off focusing on one or several types of magic in order to achieve sufficient attainments in magic.

As for human magicians like Ye Shanming who were highly accomplished and proficient in many kinds of magic, Fulilian had only seen him and Volame so far, so naturally she would not make the same request to Philen.

The little magic tricks she taught were all developed by the people themselves. They could be mastered quickly and would not distract much attention.

When she and Philen went out to teach magic, without the supervision of their parents, Ye Shanming and Haita had their daily quarrels at home.

Having lost the cook, Ye Shanming started to cook by himself. When Haita once again threw the green pepper in front of him into his bowl, Ye Shanming finally couldn't stand it anymore and slammed his chopsticks on the table.

"You're a hundred-year-old man, why are you being as picky about food as a child? Just eat it!"

As he said that, he pulled Haita over and stuffed the green pepper he threw to him into his mouth: "If you have the guts, you can be picky about food in front of Philen!"

"Compared to you, I'm just a kid!"

Haita refused to give in. Even though Ye Shanming had stuffed a lot of green peppers into his mouth, he still insisted on attacking him with words:

"If you have the guts, drink in front of Philen. Don't wait until she's not around to steal my treasures!"

"Master Ye Shanming, Master Haita, we are back."

Fei Lun walked in from the door, greeting them, and when he saw the scene in front of him, the two of them froze at the same time. Ye Shanming's mind turned, and he immediately took the lead in complaining:

"Phiren, Haita is not only picky about food, but he also drinks secretly. Go and teach him a lesson!"

"I told you not to drink, Master Ye Shanming."

Philen wasn't fooled by his words and immediately put away the wine that had just been opened on the table. Haita was laughing at the side when he saw Philen pointing the finger at him:

"And the same goes for Lord Haita. A healthy body is the key to health if you don't pick and choose your food."

"You two..."

Fulilian held her forehead, then thought of the past journey. The two of them did the same, and she couldn't help but smile with some nostalgia.

Only Philen was left puffing up his cheeks and scolding the two unreliable adults.

Time continued to pass mercilessly. Even though he had quit drinking, Haita's health was visibly getting worse. Especially a month ago, after he fell in the shower, he was bedridden.

After living here for five or six years, Philen, who has grown into a fourteen-year-old girl, is very concerned about this old man who treats her as his granddaughter. She even planned to interrupt her magic training to take care of him wholeheartedly.

Only under Haita's persuasion, she continued to train ordinary attack magic, but worked harder. Even in the middle of the night, you could see her trying hard to hit the huge rock on the other side.

"Although I've always said I wanted to meet the goddess, it looks like I'm really going this time."

Haita was lying on the bed, turning his head to look at Ye Shanming. Ye Shanming was silent. He knew very well that his old friend's life had come to the end.

"Although I'm being nosy, after I leave, take Philen and Fulilian with you on a trip. The child needs to see more people and things."

Haita said with a smile, even now, he was still concerned about Feilun's affairs, with a hint of regret in his eyes:

"And I still haven't been able to see you and Fulilian together. You two really are... the Immortals are such a hassle."

Chapter 20. Death of Haita & Sixteenth Birthday.

"Master Haita, Master Ye Shanming, I succeeded!"

Philen ran back excitedly with her staff in her hand and came to Haita's bed. Fulilian followed her silently and stood beside Ye Shanming, watching the scene in front of her.

"I used offensive magic to break through the huge rock on the other side!"

"Really, that would be great."

A relieved smile appeared on Haita's pale face, and he stretched out his right hand tremblingly and stroked Philen's hair.

Feeling the warmth above her head, Philen could hardly control her emotions. Since being adopted by Ye Shanming, Haita was the second family member who made her feel warm. Crystal tears rolled down her round face and dripped onto the quilt.

Ye Shanming also felt a few drops of water falling on the back of his hand. He turned his head and saw that Fulilian's body was trembling slightly, and tears were also falling on the side of her face.

At this moment, the great elven magician who had lived for more than a thousand years was just like Philen, a child who had not grown up. Ye Shanming gently put his arm around her shoulders and wiped the tears from her face.

"Don't be sad, Flillian, Fellen."

Haita's smile grew gentler, and he comforted them: "My health had already failed a long time ago, but it's the goddess's blessing that has allowed me to live this long."

"At the last moment of my life, I was able to have my old friends by my side, and my beloved child has grown up to be able to stand on his own. My life is already happy enough."

"Only at the end do you speak like a monk, a wine-drinking monk."

Hearing Ye Shanming's words, Haita wanted to hit his shoulder as usual, but unfortunately his body was no longer able to support this. His cloudy eyes fell on him:

"I leave them both to you."

Before waiting for Ye Shanming's reply, he closed his eyes in relaxation, with a satisfied smile on his face, and passed away suddenly.

The Archbishop of the Holy City, the great monk Haita who accomplished the great feat of defeating the Demon King, passed away.

In the cemetery of a nearby village, Haita's tombstone stood quietly, nothing special about it.

Ye Shanming held Feilun's hand and stood silently in front of the tombstone. Together with Fulilian, he opened the bottle of Haita's treasured wine and poured it on the tombstone.

"Where are you going next, home?"

The successive deaths of Xinmei and Haita made Fulilian really start to pay attention to the short-lived friends around her, and she rarely took the initiative to ask Ye Shanming about his next plan.