The system has to be used even if it is pulled

Three and a half years have passed, and he still hasn't woken up. What's going on? Gu Yi waved his wand and tried to break Zhao Yuanlang's body and observe Zhao Yuanlang's body carefully, but failed again.

"The 112,3210th failure, Wang, is this the benefit of immortality?" Gu Yi frowned, looking at Wang who was taking notes beside him.

"Master, I don't know either. After all, this is too unreal. The S.H.I.E. Bureau only has a vague understanding of the Heavenly Court. No one knows where they went or whether they are in a higher dimension."

"Alas, immortality! I can't see it. I really hope he can wake up and tell me how to achieve immortality." Ancient One was very sad. Although he would not die and his soul could follow the Eternal Master to travel through the worlds, he wanted to have a body more. After all, he could still see his old brother from time to time and touch those beautiful girls.

"Wang, do you think we made a directional mistake? Since we can't break his body, why don't we try from there?" Gu Yi held the magic wand and pointed at the mouth of Zhao Yuanlang who was lying on the bed.

"Master, this is not good!" Wang was so scared that he stood up.

"What's good or bad? Remember, I am the Supreme Sorcerer. Go and pry his mouth open."

Under Gu Yi's threatening gaze, Wang had no choice but to walk tremblingly to Zhao Yuanlang and pinch his mouth open.

"Are you ready? I'm about to start." Gu Yi pointed the wand in his hand at Zhao Yuanlang's mouth. The fist-sized crystal flashed with a strange light, ready to hit the bull's eye and insert it into Zhao Yuanlang's mouth.

However, the opposite happened. Zhao Yuanlang suddenly opened his eyes and watched the magic wand that was inserted into his mouth suddenly blow up. Then the Supreme Sorcerer Ancient One was unfortunately blown away by the strong wind and hung on the wall with a snap.

Wang was so frightened that after seeing Zhao Yuanlang's murderous look, he closed his eyes and fainted.

Zhao Yuanlang coughed a few times and struggled to sit up. What was wrong? His arms and head hurt so much!

Oh, I remember now. This is the place where that bad old man Gu Yi is. At that time, I was afraid of being caught up by the Lord, so I ran directly to the east. The void coordinates were only found here by this old man. If I remember correctly, I seemed to have hit him.

At this moment, Ancient One climbed up from the ground, cast a magic spell to stop his bleeding nose, removed the dust on his body, and took the magic wand to hit Zhao Yuanlang on the head.

"Is this how you treat your savior?"

Zhao Yuanlang looked at Gu Yi with murderous eyes. Gu Yi was a little panicked for a moment. After all, if a real fight broke out, he would not be able to beat the man in front of him.

"What year is this?"

"You ask me the same question every time we meet, really. January 2016."

Zhao Yuanlang lowered his head and thought for a while. He couldn't remember what would happen this year and shook his head helplessly.

"Hey, since I saved you, can you teach me immortality?" Gu Yi curiously sat next to Zhao Yuanlang and looked at him eagerly.

My health is very bad. My left shoulder is broken, my elbow bone is cracked, my right finger bones are shattered, and the bump on my head hasn't healed yet. It's really fucked up. I was injured while fighting, and it still has a time effect.

Seeing that Zhao Yuanlang was silent, Gu Yi said: "I am willing to hand over all my knowledge and then become your disciple."

Hmm? You want to be my disciple? Zhao Yuanlang looked at Ancient One carefully. Hmm, the Supreme Wizard of Earth, a super fighter, a useful tool man, I decided to accept you, Pikachu, no, Ancient One.

"can."

"Really?"

"Indeed, but you may have to hand over your title as the Supreme Mage. After all, after your energy conversion, you will no longer be the spokesperson for Vishanti. You will have to follow me to heaven and there is no way you can stay on earth."

"That's no problem. I've already found a successor and he'll be here soon."

"very good."

"Don't you need a ceremony to become a disciple?"

"Of course we need to, but not now. We need to choose a good day to hold the apprenticeship ceremony."

"Yes, master!"

........

Gu Yi is a pretty good disciple. Zhao Yuanlang, wearing a mask, looked at Gu Yi who was kneeling in front of him, then stomped his feet. Gu Yi hurriedly stood up, took the teacup from Wang's hand, handed it to Zhao Yuanlang, and fed Zhao Yuanlang a sip of tea.

Zhao Yuanlang nodded, and Gu Yi immediately put away the tea bowl and stood up respectfully.

"As my disciple, you already know everything I told you before. You should hurry up and arrange your affairs as the Supreme Mage, and then I will teach you."

"Yes, master."

.......

In the ancient and quaint hall, a wisp of incense smoke slowly rose up and then drifted into the air.

Inside the hall, mages in robes of various colors were either sitting and discussing or flipping through books and thinking hard.

The whole hall was very quiet. Gu Yi sat cross-legged in front of a low tea table, brewing tea, smelling tea, and drinking tea, slowly and leisurely, as if he was savoring an art. His movements were simple and clear, but contained deep meaning, giving people an inexplicable sense of realm, transcending material and behavior, and achieving unity of man and nature on the spiritual level.

As expected of the master, he is saved. Stephen Strange thought happily when he was brought in by Baron Mordo, and bowed respectfully to Gu.

At this moment, Zhao Yuanlang, wearing a mask, walked in, and Gu Yi hurriedly stood up.

"No, Master, you don't need to stand up, just sit still."

He feels so good about himself, worthy of being an American. Zhao Yuanlang rolled his eyes at him fiercely. Strange even looked at Zhao Yuanlang, who was wearing bandages, provocatively, and saw that he was another person like him.

"Master, please take a seat and have some tea." Gu Yi respectfully invited Zhao Yuanlang to take a seat and handed him a teacup filled with tea leaves.

Baron Mordo looked at the surprised Strange and coughed. Strange came back to his senses and said with a red face, "Sorry."

"Mordo, there's no need to remind him. You've been a little slack in your training lately! Do you still want to live forever? Perform gravity magic and run around Kamar-Taj ten times."

Baron Mordo's face fell, but he still bowed his head respectfully and said, "Yes, Master."

Zhao Yuanlang gave Gu Yi a look, and then Gu Yi's old face turned red and he summoned out several imaginary beauties, who began to massage Zhao Yuanlang who was lying on his side.

Strange's mouth opened wider than a swan egg. He just wanted to rely on medical skills to recover. What did he see just now? Magic? Oh my God! Is magic so magical? Then he doesn't need to find a girlfriend in the future. He must quickly become a disciple.

With a thud, Strange fell to his knees and shouted, "Master, please heal me and let me learn magic!"

"Haha, you're the only one who wants to learn magic? There are so many people who want to learn magic, who do you think you are? I don't like you. Magic can only be learned by those who are destined to learn it."

Zhao Yuanlang's words made Strange's heart sink to the bottom.

"I'm sorry, I was rude just now!"

"Master, look at that, this." Ancient One knew that Strange was his destined disciple, and the most outstanding disciple, the one who would inherit his position as the Sorcerer Supreme in the future, so he couldn't help but want to speak well of him.

"What are you talking about? What are you looking at? You don't want to live forever. Go and run 100 laps. Don't come to see me if you can't finish it."

Gu Yi shook his head helplessly. Forget it, just let his master do whatever he wants.