Time: Early morning, July 2, 2379, in the calendar year of the Mauritius Empire. Location: The edge of Kalado Mountain, the seepage point of the branch of Kalado River, the nine-city giant rock city in the southern region, an extremely remote small town called Hongshi Town.
Outside the town, on top of a newly developed small mountain range called Rotating Lake.
"Uncle Anderson, just like this, follow my movements strictly. The speed can't be fast or slow, the force can't be too big or too small, the limbs... that is, every change of the arms and feet, neither high nor low, do it
The direction of your body during any operation must be consistent with mine. In other words, all your movements must be exactly the same as mine." Fang Tian performed his routine solemnly.
Although his movements seemed very irregular, no one in the room dared to gasp loudly.
Even Xiao Eu unconsciously held his breath, clenched his fists, and stared with big eyes, trying to remember Fang Tian's actions in his mind.
It should be said that this set of actions itself is not complicated.
However, considering its various requirements, its complexity rises to a higher level with each additional layer of requirements. If you want to completely reproduce Fang Tian's movements, the difficulty is simply sky-high, not ordinary at all.
So Anderson worked very hard.
Either the force is too strong, or the force is too weak. Either the rotation is slow, or the rotation is fast. Either the leg is raised higher, or the leg is lowered.
But this routine needs to be completed in one go. If there are any pauses in the middle, you need to start over.
Xiaoua also followed the simulation at first but soon gave up on this move.
Because she wanted to do this, her body couldn't support it at all. After a while, only Owen and Anderson followed Fang Tian's movements and repeated them over and over again.
After repeating it dozens of times, Fang Tian couldn't stand it anymore. It felt like there were countless caterpillars crawling in his body. However, this feeling was extremely slight and could not be ignored.
If this feeling is a little more important, people will become addicted and will deliberately search for this feeling, and then forget all boringness in this search. If this feeling can be ignored, then there is nothing to ignore.
But it was this slight feeling, as if someone was waving a small feather in your body, that made Fang Tian feel restless.
So, what happened next was that Irving and Anderson were practicing over and over again, while Fang Tian found a rock to sit down and started to relax. In the end, he even called Xiao ua, and the two took a boat to the southern foot of Zhulin Mountain.
Off to play!
Sha Jia looked at the backs of the two men and shook his head helplessly.
Throughout the afternoon, Owen and Anderson tirelessly repeated the movements taught to them by Fang Tian. Fortunately for Owen, Fang Tian had already told him that there was no need to learn it yet, and there would be plenty of time in the future. If it doesn't work in one day, just take two days, and if it doesn't work in two days, just do it in two days.
Three days, if not three days, then a month.
Fang Tian didn't say anything to Anderson.
The implication is that Anderson must "master" it as soon as possible.
Outside Hongshi Town, in the valley, four old men are located.
There were originally five old men, but Fang Tian had already tricked one of them away.
"Three old friends, what do you think my little friend is doing these days? Is he practicing martial arts?" the gray-robed mage asked his three old friends.
"I dare say, no." The gray-robed warrior replied resolutely.
"No." The skinny old man added.
"I can't tell." Old man Bud was not sure.
Not all exercises involving the body are martial arts exercises.
As for Fang Tian, none of the old men found any trace of his "skill training". Fang Tian's activities were more like simply swimming and killing time.
"Perhaps it is specially used by mages to regulate their bodies?" Old Man Bard asked his old mage friend.
The gray-robed mage also shook his head: "There is no such thing. I have never heard of such mage training. Considering the particularity of Fang Tian's background, the gray-robed mage has measured the impact of such training on the body from various aspects.
impact, but at the end of the measurement, we still came to a conclusion——
That is, this kind of training cannot be derived from the training of magicians.
"Is it true that little friend Fang Tian is following the path of dual cultivation of magic and martial arts?" the gray-robed warrior asked, a little unsure.
Being a dual practitioner of magic and martial arts is actually two different things than a person who is good at both magic and martial arts. Taking these old guys as an example, except for the gray-robed mage, the other three are actually also capable of magic. One--they can all sense the elements.
, and can make elements form certain spells.
But they are indeed not magicians.
They never engage in magician meditation. Their ability to perceive magical elements does not rely on talent, but the improvement of martial arts.
In the process of upgrading their martial arts to the fifth and sixth levels, their perception increased and they came into contact with the world of magic. However, their mental power did not have elemental affinities.
In other words, although they can perceive the elements and can control them to a certain extent, this is only a level of forced "override", which is a kind of aggression, not a kind of guidance. They are also completely unable to do so through meditation.
By raising the level of perception and control, they themselves will never be able to become a small center of the elemental tide and thus be promoted to mages.
In turn, the same goes for mages.
With the deepening of meditation, the magician's perception and insight into the body and mind are also gradually deepening, and correspondingly, the control of the body is also deepening. The coordination and control of the body are improved, and after surpassing ordinary people, certain abilities can be improved.
It gradually overlaps with that of warriors.
However, there are still considerable differences between them.
All in all, although the cultivation of magic and the cultivation of martial arts are both physical and mental cultivation, their starting points are different.
What's strange about Fang Tian's current performance is that he is a mage, but a lot of his thoughts are undoubtedly spent on things that do not belong to the mage. And if it is said that he is a concurrent practitioner of martial arts but is completely unqualified, there is no "concurrent practitioner"
signs. "Where is that potion? What is it for?" the gray-robed mage asked several old friends.
Fang Tian also made the potion under their noses, so all the people present had "tasted" the potion.
At this time, the gray-robed mage would ask this question. There is no doubt that as a mage, he did not feel that the potion had any effect.
"I can feel a little bit, that thing can fill you up!" the gray-robed warrior said with a wry smile.
This means that there is no analogy between this potion and the first "Bear Potion". Perhaps, as little friend Fang Tian said, this potion is just for cooking.
of?
"What are our little geniuses doing? Are you relaxing?" In the backyard of a hotel in Red Rock Town, under the shade of thick trees, two magician-like men, both in their forties, were talking about Fang Tian these days.
's deeds.
"I have a guess, that is, Lord Fang Tian's cultivation is different from ours. I mean, after completing every third level of cultivation, he will stop meditating and start doing physical cultivation." One of the men said, "This
Is there any mystery inside?"
"Nonsense, the secret is obvious. The problem is, we can't know." The other man disagreed.
"I mean, can we discover anything from this process of changing the direction of cultivation after promotion? For example, Mr. Fang Tian no longer focuses on meditation. So, let's assume that if he continues to focus on meditation
What will happen? What will happen if he doesn’t do physical exercise at this time?”
The man clicked his fingers and analyzed: "Let's find more people to discuss, including magicians and warriors, and then find some ordinary people, and add a few vendors. I believe we will find something."
Something like that."
When he spoke, his eyes sparkled.
The other man was very moved by what he said and nodded in agreement: "Okay! As long as we get a little something, it will be enough for us!"
"As long as we get a little something, it will be enough for us!" This is actually the voice of most of the thousands of practitioners gathered in Hongshi Town at this time.
They came here because of "Journey to the West", because of the legend about Fang Tian, because of invitations from friends... and for all kinds of different reasons. Why?
Get Fang Tian’s inheritance?
Actually not.
Their extravagant expectations are not that high.
"Get close to him, listen to him tell a story, or have a conversation with him." Then find something from the clues, which is in line with their expectations.
Not all, not a lot, just a little bit, a little bit of the downward penetration brought by the "higher inheritance" is already a great joy for them. If they really want to obtain the inheritance of Lord Fang Tian, they can't get it.
Well, that would be a disaster.
This is the instinctive awe of the powerful in this world towards the powerful at a higher level.
Awe gives birth to looking up, and awe also gives birth to endless speculation.
After Fang Tian was promoted to the sixth level, in just ten days, his behavior that was different from that of a normal magician caused too much discussion and speculation among everyone, and this discussion and speculation was destined to continue for a long time.
, extending to a wider area...
Let's talk about Anderson.
In fact, in the past two months, Anderson has been thinking about a few words that Fang Tian said specifically for him.
The first paragraph is the four secret words of the mysterious warrior: "Strong and fierce, invincible. Twenty years ago, I used it to compete with the heroes in the domain."
"The Ziwei soft sword was used before the age of thirty. It accidentally injured a friend and was unlucky, so it was abandoned in a deep valley."
"A heavy sword has no edge, and a skillful sword has no skill. Before the age of forty, he relied on it to dominate the world."
"After the age of forty, you will not be stuck with objects. Plants, trees, bamboos and stones can be used as swords. From then on, you will practice intensively and gradually reach the point where no sword is better than a sword."
The second paragraph is related to it, what the mysterious warrior carved on his tombstone: "The sword demon Dugu seeks defeat and is invincible in the world, so he buries his sword here. Woohoo! The heroes are tied up, and the long sword is empty. It's so sad.
husband!"
The third paragraph is what Fang Tian carved in the well and wrote to him: "The steps are built with soil made of sweat. When you go up to the outside of the well, you will see the sky."
These were the words that came and went in Anderson's mind. Every night, as he lay in the well and the world outside fell silent, these words rolled in his mind.
The cold touch under his body would always remind him that this is underground, this is the bottom of a well, this is the place where my younger brother said he could "sit in a well and look at the sky". What exactly can be seen when looking at the "sky" in such a place?
For Anderson, the feelings are mixed.
Sometimes, he would see a gray area with no surprises or disappointments. It was as if the period from his thirties to his forties had been peaceful and without any disturbances.
I have never expected anything, and I have never lost anything.
Sometimes, he would see the wind whistling over the well wall, as if it was whimpering unwillingly.
Anderson had deliberately chosen several times like this to leave the bottom of the well and come to the surface. But when he came to the surface, these sounds could no longer be heard. What he could hear when he was underground was just a small breeze.
It was spinning normally. If Anderson had never gone down into the well, Anderson would never think that this level of wind movement would produce any movement.
The same wind produced a huge difference in movement above and below, which once made Anderson extremely surprised. He always felt that there seemed to be something hidden in it. Or maybe the younger brother wanted to tell him something through this thing?
So he listened very carefully.
Sometimes, he would see the moon as big as a disk falling into the well. The well would be filled to the brim with moonlight. If he slept in this situation, when he woke up, his whole body would be covered in moonlight.
Sometimes, he would see the stars shining brightly. Each star seemed to hide a secret. In the twinkling of stars one after another in the sky, Anderson often felt that he had turned into soil, turned into stone, and also
Turned into a star. Whenever these times, he felt particularly calm.
After these feelings, during the long night, when he was not asleep or when he woke up, he would think about Fang Tian, those words, and his martial arts training. Sometimes he would think about what the future of his little brother would be like, what would happen to him?
What will happen to my future? Will my little brother become a star in the sky?
And he himself will become a stone that cannot move or speak?
These strange and bizarre ideas came out of nowhere, making Anderson feel strange and extremely fascinated.
Anderson felt like he was back when he was a child. The things he thought about were "not what adults would think about." But he was indeed full of curiosity about them. What made him even more curious was the few words of the mysterious warrior and the warrior's words.
What kind of relationship exists between cultivation practices?
"Strong and fierce, invincible. Twenty years ago, I could compete with the heroes in the domain." Which stage of the warrior's training does this sentence correspond to? At this stage, must the warrior be "fierce and fierce, invincible"? If not, what should I do?
manage?
Just like warriors like them, who make a living in a small place like this, and those who are from aristocratic families, or those who are taught by famous teachers all over the world and become famous early, they have taken different paths from the beginning, and there is no difference between the two.
any comparability.
Does that mean that people like them are not born to be "strong and fierce"?
This is just the first item. The following "heavy sword has no edge, great skill has no workmanship" is an existence that is frightening just hearing this description without imagining it. Let alone becoming such a person, it is
Imagine being such a person, Anderson doesn't think it's possible.
You can't do it yourself.
None of them can do it.
Those things seem to be just stories, visible but intangible. Or perhaps, those things belong to myths and legends.
And they are just mortals.
Just like him and his younger brother, although they can see each other every day, he can even hug his younger brother's shoulders affectionately and laugh loudly, but what about the future?
Anderson seems to have seen that one day in the future, his younger brother will finally embark on his path to become the "Son of God". But what about him, what about them? After a brief contact with the Son of God, will they return to their original lives?
It's like a blurry and weird dream. When you wake up from the dream, everything in the dream is gone.
There is no "Journey to the West" and no great sage there.
There is no one-armed warrior, no solitary seeking defeat, no "the heroes are tied up, the long sword is empty", there is no "heavy sword without edge, great skill but no skill".
force.)
What was there was just everything he had been familiar with for decades, and it seemed normal, but that normality, under the light of these two months, was so poor and pale..." And all of that, not long after,
Will you continue to be a concubine in the future?
No!
Unwilling!
Very unwilling!
I’m really unwilling!
Anderson often heard the silent cry rising from the depths of his heart.
This kind of shouting is so anxious.
Because I don't know what to do.
I don't know what to do.
It's like a person was living a normal life and was accustomed to everything around him. But suddenly, he realized that this kind of life was wrong and abnormal. A normal life should be different, like this
Every moment of our life is wasted.
A complete waste.
So I couldn't bear it.
It was under such circumstances that Anderson received "guidance" from Fang Tian.
From morning to noon, from noon to evening, from evening to late night, Anderson was like an unconscious and tireless stone, faithfully practicing the routine taught to him by Fang Tian over and over again.
At the beginning, he could only complete a small part of the set of movements, but after an unknown period of time, the movements that were fully in place continued to move down.
By this time, the body was actually close to numbness.
But at this time, as if suddenly and naturally, a strange feeling arose in Anderson's heart.
He suddenly felt that this action was very familiar.
It's not the kind of familiarity accumulated after practicing thousands of times, but...but the movement itself, the feeling it brings to the body, is very familiar. It's like "it was thousands of years ago, or even longer."
He was already familiar with it before.
That inexplicable sense of familiarity runs through everything in the body.
The next moment, Anderson forgot everything. He forgot to move his hands, and forgot to move his feet. His body had just rotated, and then suddenly stopped, maintaining a weird posture, standing still.
However, his feelings were still wandering constantly, from left to right, from right to left, from top to bottom, from bottom to top, throughout his body.
In other words, now, his body is quiet, but some kind of feeling, some kind of "movement" is running in his body in an incredible way.
After an unknown number of reciprocations, Anderson felt a bang in his head, like the sun falling into his mind, and then exploding in his mind.
At the same time, an unconscious roar came from his mouth, the sound shook the sky.
At least 80% of the people in the entire Red Stone Town heard this roar that seemed to be too long. Many people were confused, and some people, including magicians and warriors, after hearing the roar,
The body experiences varying degrees of small, moderate, large, and severe earthquakes.
After the roar, Anderson lost consciousness and collapsed on the ground. When he woke up, he was still lying on the top of the small mountain range of the rotating lake, while many people stared at him with unclear meaning.
Watch him.
On the morning of July 3, Year 2 of the Mauritius Empire, third-level warrior Anderson was promoted to fourth level. Thousands of people became guests of his promotion ceremony.
Fang Tian, the son of God, gave instructions to Anderson, a third-level warrior, and promoted him to the fourth level overnight.
This news, once again, spreads out in all directions with Hongshi Town as the center like a hurricane..."
Next year's chapter will be posted together, which means it won't be available this afternoon. :)
Starting tomorrow, this book will enter the fourth volume, which is also the last volume in the "" stage, "The Road to Level Nine". After that, it will enter the "plot unfolding" stage.!