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Chapter 342 Long winds and waves sometimes

What the gray-robed mage said is indeed correct.

Fang Tian also knew that without him, no, without that "dream" that came at the right time, the other party would indeed not be able to stand here now, and it would be very miserable. But what do you call it? The reason why the other party became so miserable

, entirely because of him. Without him, how could such a high-level mage be like that?

After meeting the gray-robed mage, it was time to meet the other three old men.

"Old man Nan Jin, a sixth-level warrior, I have met my little friend." The skinny old man stepped forward and patted Fang Tian on the shoulder.

"Old man Bard, a sixth-level warrior, I have met my little friend." The old man, whose face was ordinary and hard to remember, walked forward and patted Fang Tian's other shoulder.

"Old man Yunyang, a sixth-level warrior, I have met my little friend." The old man in gray robe stepped forward, stretched out his hands, and patted Fang Tian on both shoulders at the same time.

Fang Tian smiled bitterly in his heart and saw the three old men one by one.

Judging from some limited experiences in previous lives, such old men are the easiest to deal with and the most difficult to deal with.

If they think highly of you, they can call you brothers, but if they look down on you, no, just don't take you seriously, then your old man is here, and he is a life-or-death acquaintance with them, acquaintances from generation to generation, or

For other people with whom we have deep friendships, they don't bother to look at you at all, and would rather you move as far away as possible so as not to be an eyesore.

In fact, let alone the younger generations of old friends, the same is true for their own children and grandchildren.

Being at that level and living to such an age, one has already looked down upon and seen through many things. Most of the time, these old men only pay attention to one thing, and everything else is empty.

"We have an old friend who hasn't come back yet. I'll introduce you to my little friend later." The gray-robed mage finished the meeting. Seeing that Fang Tian was still facing him with a reserved expression, he laughed and said: "

Haha, little friend, looking at you like this, are you really thanking my old man in your heart? After this is easy to handle, little friend, if you talk about "Journey to the West" again, include us old guys among the people listening.

That’s great, it’s very unpleasant to see that boy from Sharjah receive such favor from you, little friend, every time.”

Sharjah, who was called "that boy", stood on the edge, smiling helplessly.

Fang Tian also smiled bitterly.

However, Fang Tian also noticed that the demeanor of the old man in gray robe seemed to be very different from the previous time he met him. He seemed to have become more "free and easy"? Fang Tian couldn't tell specifically. But thinking about it, this is actually normal. Anyway,

, the other party has come back from the dead this time, it must be very enjoyable to ride a super roller coaster.

As for what the other party said about "Journey to the West", although it was quite a joke, it was really easy to handle, so Fang Tian decided to go as far as to tell it!

Only this time, we will talk about it on a small scale.

Not only this, but also "Kaspersky" Fang Tian planned to talk about it every day from now on, but the plan can't change quickly. If he failed yesterday, then naturally there will be nothing in the future, but even if he didn't fail, some things still need to be done well

Considered it.

We are not afraid of normal people, we are afraid of lunatics. What will happen if another lunatic like yesterday comes out?

In fact, in this aspect, Fang Tian was wrong, and he was very wrong. How could there be so many lunatics among senior mages?

In the entire southern region of the Mauricius Empire, people who are senior mages can basically be counted with ten fingers. Even if they cannot be counted, the number is limited. Moreover, at this level, they come to fight with

A little magic apprentice plays a suicide game. Not everyone has this interest!

Besides, the old man opposite has been promoted to a magician. If there is any blind senior mage who dares to come over, he will be killed outside the far warning area. - Even if you want to self-destruct, you will be killed.

I'll blow myself up outside the area!

How could Fang Tian know just this information?

Generally speaking, there is a being behind the growth of every cultivator. This being can be a teacher, an elder, or of course a family. Regardless of whether it is a teacher, an elder, or a family, they are teaching the younger generations to cultivate.

From time to time, some knowledge or taboos about the world of cultivation will be shared, either as a whole or in pieces.

I won’t talk about the far ones, and I won’t talk about the high-level ones, let’s just talk about Maple Forest Courtyard.

When big guys like Owen Anderson are with the little guys in the compound, for example, after dinner when everyone is fine, and they become interested, they will talk about the gossip between the various mercenary groups and mercenaries in the town, and

Or some interesting things, embarrassing things, or dangerous things they did in the mountains.

As time goes by, by the time little guys like Little Berg and Little Dick grow up, they will no longer be unfamiliar with things belonging to their level and field, and with the help of their elders, they will be able to integrate easily.

Among them.

This is the benefit of having "inheritance".

Why do they need to be as hardworking as Fang Tian?

Not only did he have no one to guide his daily practice, but he also had no secret records or any other reference for the key aspects of being promoted to the ninth level of mage. Not to mention this, he also had no knowledge of many common senses in the world of cultivators.

Chatting with Sharjah and those practitioners was indeed fruitful, but these gains were very one-sided and could not form a broad and comprehensive network in a short period of time.

As a result, deviations occurred in the judgment of many things.

Some of these deviations may not matter, and some... may be fatal.

What's even more terrible is that Fang Tian couldn't think of any way to make up for these deviations in a short period of time.

The only way he could think of was to "read the memories of other cultivators" through various means, like those characters in some fantasy novels in previous lives, who were either righteous or demonic. But if this kind of thing really existed in this world

As for stuff, Fang Tian is absolutely certain that it is not his turn to read other people's memories. His own memory has already been read a thousand or ten thousand times.

In fact, it doesn't need to be done so many times. The characters in the novels of the previous life behaved like each other. After one time, he has become an idiot. This is still good, but the bad thing is that he has disappeared from the world.

Not bad, not bad.

In addition, without a background, it is really tiring to embark on the path of strength, especially if you are involved in the circle of strength people.

As for the high-level mage yesterday, he came to assassinate him. Although there may be some reasons that he didn't know, he had no background of his own, and no background that made people scruple on the table.

"It's easy to bully", isn't it also one of the important reasons?

Not to mention anything else, if he, like Sha Jia, is also a disciple of an expert, that mage would dare to do this? Most likely he would not.

In the final analysis, it is strength.

Nothing else is of use. For him, the background is just a cloud, and he doesn't have to look forward to it in this life.

As a cloud floating in another world, every bit of it can only be created by himself.

Fortunately, as of now, he has nothing left.

Although the road ahead is confusing and difficult, his foundation has been laid.

The road is difficult and divergent. There will be strong winds and waves, and sometimes the clouds and sails will sail across the sea. Now, I can only use these words of Li Dasha to comfort myself.


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