The second researcher gave Fang Tian the feeling that he had great ambitions but was weak in his actions, which is the so-called ambition but little talent.
He and Fang Tian discussed ancient magicians in a very loud tone, as if I would be the king if I had been born a thousand years earlier. Fang Tian originally thought that this person was not an ancient and modern sect, but a loyal historical evolutionist, but
Unexpectedly, this person suddenly changed his tone and turned to today's magic family and magic inheritance.
After praising Fang Tian's behavior for how enlightened and amazing he was, he denounced how conservative, disorganized, and disappointing the current magic world was. The impression given was that this person
I wish I could raise my arms and sweep away the customs in the world.
Fang Tian thought to himself, "You're not even a mage. How big of the sky can you see with your eyes?"
Are you so sure that you are not looking at the sky from a well?
It's okay to sit in a well and look at the sky, but if the frog in the well really thinks that the sky is only as big as a hand, it will be very funny in the eyes of others.
Of course Fang Tian would not laugh at him. In fact, he quite appreciated some of the remarks in this man's words.
Yes, while denying this person in general, it does not prevent Fang Tian from appreciating some of the more "generous" details of this person. However, Fang Tian also knows that even though this person has the inheritance of the true Dharma, he knows how to advance.
Become a mage, but if you really want to get there, you will probably have to settle for a long, long, long time.
And this "long, long, long time" may be a natural chasm for this old man who is over fifty years old.
Thinking of this, Fang Tian sighed in his heart. Not everyone who has reached a turning point in the road has the opportunity to embark on another journey. Will this Excellency still be so high-spirited ten or twenty years later?
If the third researcher gave Fang Tian the feeling that one day he would be depressed, then the fourth researcher had already entered the period of decadence and, after a long period of time, gradually adapted to the hopelessness of promotion.
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This old man, who is already about seventy years old, does not look like an eighth-level magician. He looks more like a simple old man.
For such a person who has half of his feet away from the world, it would be quite contrary to talk about the world. ~ So this person did not touch on these at all. After the topic was opened, in front of Fang Tian, this person was completely
Think of Fangtian as a notepad, or a diary is more appropriate.
Maybe it's because the teacher has passed away long ago, or maybe it's because there are very few peers with whom he can communicate. This person who usually must be a "high place is too cold" type of person within the radius of his field. At this moment, in front of Fang Tian, he put down the ambition of an eighth-level magician.
Identity, I put down the airs of a senior, put down the majesty of being a master, and restored the identity of an old man, and slowly spoke to Fang Tian with a tone and rhythm that fit this identity.
Tell him about his naughtiness when he was a child, tell about his joy after being brought in by the teacher, tell him about his excitement when he used the elements to cast his first little spell, which was holding a small fireball and walking back and forth in the room all night.
Tell him how proud he is to be his teacher's capable disciple, how happy he is to be the effective leader of his family, and how sad he is to reach this point naturally but irresistibly.
At the end of the story, the old man even reached out and grabbed Fang Tian's hand, bursting into tears.
At this moment, Fang Tian felt as if he had become a so-called priest, listening to a believer's confession.
However, listening carefully does not mean that you have something to say.
The most real thing in the world is "facts". In the face of facts, any words that are inconsistent with the facts are pale and ridiculous. And words that are consistent with the facts do not need to be said.
At this time, what else can you do besides being speechless?
Fang Tian took his hand away and held his in his hand, unable to cover it, but Fang Tian hoped that the other person would understand his comfort.
The old man smiled, and after a while, he also took out his hand and patted Fang Tian's hand gently. This patting did not last long, but it was very frustrating. Every time it happened, it seemed to be fate.
Collision. Like a grandpa to his grandson, there is kindness there; like a believer to a priest, there is gratitude; like an old mage to a new mage, there are many speechless words and entrustments, and there is no need to say much: like
A pilgrim, after confiding everything, also let go of everything.
Finally, after signaling through his eyes and getting Fang Tian's permission, the old man reached out his hand, patted Fang Tian's shoulder, smiled slightly, and then turned and left.~
This was the first time since the discussion of communication that Fang Tian lost all language and did not say a word during the formal process.
There was no lofty talk.
There was no condescending advice, and there was no calm acceptance of thanks.
Just listen.
Not even listening, but just "watching" the extraordinary and ordinary life of an old man.
It is extraordinary because this old man is an eighth-level magician after all. Behind him, in front of him, and under his feet, they all represent the condensation of a power. This power cannot be achieved even in the world.
Calling for wind and rain also means being in a high position.
The respect he receives will never be less.
But this is extraordinary. In the face of life itself, everything is ruthlessly eliminated. There is no difference between an eighth-level magician and a so-called powerless old man in his previous life.
If life passes away, all glory will be gone.
The fate of this cultivator is exactly the same as the fate of thousands of magicians in the mainland for thousands of years.
Looking at the life of this old man, Fang Tian seemed to have seen in a trance the magnificent lives of thousands of magicians, the countless magnificent intersections, and in the end, they formed a river of destiny, but they just flowed quietly, flowing to an infinite place.
The end and the distance known to man.
Destiny is silent.
All glory is covered.
All shouts were silenced.
There is only this river of destiny that stretches across the sky and the earth, involving countless sentient beings, flowing unhurriedly and silently.
At this time, time seemed to be stretched infinitely, and Fang Tian's thoughts were also stretched infinitely. After a long time, a full magic hour later, Fang Tian met with the fifth communicator tonight.
Fang Tian saw peace from the old man just now.
But in this communicator, Fang Tian saw an indescribable feeling of frustration and strangeness.
His words are very weighty. They are measured, insightful, and have a certain pattern. Even between the lines of his words, and even the appearance of his words, reveal a kind of firmness.
But the impression this man gave Fang Tian was not that of strong, but stubborn with a certain shade of yin.
Some people have nothing, but they are optimistic about their fate, always thinking that God will let them go at the most critical moment and let them pass easily. There are also people who have a lot, and have even been "favoured" by fate many times, but they always think that fate will definitely be there.
At the most critical moment, find fault with him and set up obstacles for him.
The person in front of him gave Fang Tian the impression that he was the latter type of person.
As the exchange unfolded, Fang Tian gradually remembered this person's words from his previous life: "The great road is like the blue sky, I alone cannot reach it."
This person seems to be an idealist and a perfectionist, or is it a superposition of idealism and perfectionism? In short, he is very strict and has relatively high expectations for the outside world. He always hopes to achieve everything.
Absolute control, perfect control.
But the reality is exactly the opposite.
He has great insights and great concentration, and he has reached the eighth level step by step, but he is not the disciple that foreigners like. The one the teacher likes is only the sixth level.
He had a peer who looked down on him. He was naughty, ignorant, and he despised him for being complicated, but that person was just above him. It was difficult but smooth for him to become a ninth-level magician.
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"Your Excellency Fang Tian, do you think so-and-so is wrong?" At the end, the man asked Fang Tian.
Is it wrong?
How could others be qualified to judge other people's life choices? Fang Tian had no doubt that no matter what answer he gave, in the other person's eyes, it was just "no more than that". So he smiled and asked the other person
He said: "Your Excellency, can you go one day without drinking water?"
This question is really the reason why Taiqi Peak has risen in the morning.
Even though the magician was well prepared for any answer, he never thought that Fang Tian would ask such a question - "Can you go a day without drinking water?"
What's the problem? Ah, what's the problem?
Does it have anything to do with what they just said?
There is no doubt that this issue is beyond its control.
So, frowning slightly, the eighth-level magician was stunned and said with some disapproval: "I drink water and eat every day, but what does it matter?"
"People want to go up high, but water flows down." Fang Tian didn't say much, and only used this sentence to end the discussion between the two. As for what the other party would read from this sentence, it was not
What he can know is not what he wants to know.
He is not a mentor, he is just an ordinary pathfinder. But what is different from the person in front of him is that what he, a pathfinder, wants now is to "play a thousand tunes and then the sound of dawn, watch a thousand swords and then recognize the weapon." He
I want to find my way out in the wilderness.
But the man in front of me didn't want to go through any road and went straight to the sky.
Or maybe he wants to have a unique path that surpasses everyone else.
It's just that he doesn't know that there is no "road" to "carry" how to come? Any nobility must be condensed from humbleness.
At this moment, Fang Tian strangely remembered many college graduates from his previous life.
With a superior mentality, they walked out of the ivory tower.
Some graduates have become blue-collar workers, white-collar workers, or gold-collar workers. Although they may feel aggrieved, they still have pride in their hearts. In this pride, they show their lives to the world.
There are also some graduates who choose to "get it".
Some went to raise pigs, some went to be farmers, and some went to private processing.
A few years later, between them and them, who is the king and who is the mediocre? Who cuts happiness and who reaps emptiness?
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