What is the difference between "disciple" and "apprentice"?

The old mage's performance made Wutong vaguely feel that he seemed to have triggered some hidden rare task. From the old mage's tone, Wutong realized that his so-called "disciple" and "apprentice" were obviously not the same kind of students.

Anyway, it will definitely not be a bad thing, Wutong nodded quickly: "Of course! Teacher Belia, being able to learn knowledge from you is a matter of no end to me!"

"Very good! Then from now on, you will be the fourth official disciple of me, Ruintag Beria!" The old mage became serious and stood up in front of Wutong.

Seeing the old mage standing up, Wutong quickly stood up and found that the old mage was staring at him, as if waiting for something to be expected. Wutong was a little embarrassed. He didn't know what this meant? Could it be that in the game, he would even kneel three times and kowtow nine times to pay a big gift?

Fortunately, the caring guide reminded him in time at this time: "Dear apprentice, you have won the favor of a powerful high-level mage and allowed you to become his personal disciple. Although the apprentice's identity can ask the caster who is more senior than you, the knowledge you have mastered is definitely not as rich as the personal guidance of a teacher. You should express enough respect and love to your teacher!"

Wutong was so happy that she bent down and bowed to the old master, but her eyes were turned aside at the same time. The little loli was actually bowing to Pastor Cui Sibo. It seems that Pastor Cui Sibo has also accepted the little loli as a "disciple"?

As long as you are not stupid, Wutong basically understands the difference between "disciple" and "apprentice". The disciple is equivalent to "disciple" and the apprentice is just a student who pays the tuition fee and comes to study temporarily!

Pastor Cui Sibo and the old master also discovered that the other party had accepted a disciple. While being shocked, they also congratulated each other unexpectedly.

"Very good. Although you have become my disciple, you still have to complete your trial mission at the moment. That's it!"

The old mage seemed to be in a state of consolation and narrowed his eyes, and took out a thick book that made Wutong feel a little cold sweat: "This "Detailed Spells" is some of the teacher's experience in the process of spell research. Now it is given to you as a gift! During the trial, you may not have much time to follow me and study. During this period, I will stay here forever, so you can come to the church to find me at any time, and I will answer your doubts that arise during the learning process."

If you have any gifts to be accepted by? Wutong unexpectedly took them over, good guy! The big book with a thick slap is as heavy as a large brick. Wutong happily flips through it. Before she could read it carefully, she suddenly thought of a question and asked carefully with the thick "Detailed Spells": "Uh... teacher, this book is not charged, right?"

The old mage was stunned and looked at the surprised Pastor Cui Sibo next to him, and suddenly burst into laughter. The old mage held back his laughter and said, "Well, this spell experience is given to you as a gift from the teacher to his disciples. But you reminded me that although you have an internship book, you don't have to buy a new internship book worth 150 silver coins from me, but the cost of learning spells from me still needs to be paid!"

Wutong almost slapped himself! She called you a slut!

"As the most talented and potential disciple I have ever met, I allow you to learn spells on a temporary basis on credit. After all, you still need to add some items that are necessary for the caster. Well, when you give it back to me, just remember to count the interest."

The old mage smiled sly and joked with Wutong in kindness.

"The casters are indeed poor..." Wutong, who was so regretful that she almost burst into tears, quickly stuffed the thick "Detailed Spells" into her backpack, for fear that the old mage would regret it, so she asked him for the money for this spell experience, which made the priest and the old mage laugh. Even the little loli beside her hugged the monkey and chuckled endlessly.

But since he can be on credit... he doesn't bite too much lice, and he doesn't have to worry about debts. The bar owner still owes a huge debt of 5 gold coins. It doesn't matter if he owes one person, and it doesn't matter if he owes two people.

"Since I just promised to teach you one more spell as a reward, then now, write down the spell that impressed you the most!" The old mage smiled and pushed a bottle of ink emitting strange starlight to Wutong: "As long as you can write down, then that spell will be your reward!"

Upon hearing this, Wutong began to recall the content of the spell I had just read. Since it was the memory in my mind and not copied from the real thing, Wutong could not use the "copying technique" I just learned to copy this reward spell. She could only pick up the quill in the ink bottle, dip it in ink, and quickly write it out.

However, as soon as the pen tip fell into his internship, the memory that was already increasingly blurred in my mind disappeared quickly like a flood discharge pool with a gate open. I rushed to it and finally wrote down only one level 0 spell: "Stun Technique": Energy consumption: 30 points.

Spell composition: speech, posture, material

Distance: Close range (25 feet + 5 feet/2 level)

Duration: 3 seconds

Description: You can let a creature within a range of up to 25 feet into a dizzy state for 3 seconds. For every 2 levels of improvement, you can increase the distance of 5 feet and 3 seconds. However, if the opponent's willpower is strong enough, it may be ineffective or the dizzy time will be shortened.

Wutong was stunned when she looked at this spell. How could she write such a spell? He just remembered that there was a seemingly fierce aggressive spell, but he forgot when he picked up the pen...

The old mage took the internship book in Wutong's hand and was happy when he saw it. He outlined mysterious symbols in the air with his fingers, and emitted a burst of language that Wutong could not understand. Then, the secret texts on the parchment paper recording the spell showed a faint, faint golden light.

Pastor Cui Sibo, Cihe, walked to the old mage with a smile on his little hand: "It seems that this spellcaster apprentice has completed his first study? But he doesn't seem so happy?"

"I was like this when I first learned spells, because I wanted to remember a powerful taboo spell, but what I wrote down in the end was just a clean trick."
Chapter completed!