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Seven hundred and ninetieth chapters cut off the crowd

Fang Tian.

As soon as this name appeared, the bonfire suddenly became silent. Well, of course it was also very quiet before, but the obvious change in the atmosphere was something that anyone could feel.

Even more than just under this bonfire, going backwards to other places, some people who heard what the boy said just now suddenly raised their ears, raised their minds, and paid close attention to this side.

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Fang Tian!

Not many people have actually seen this honor, but they have never heard of this name. Even if it is spread all over the world, it is really rare.

Needless to say, people in practice have never heard of Fang Tian, ​​then they can just go to play with mud without having to practice. - This is not someone's words, but basically the current consensus in the mainland's practice world.

For ordinary people, for the bard, this name has long been hooked to the three words "Son of God". When Fang Tian is mentioned, everyone will automatically think of the Son of God. Otherwise, it will be the same.

The son, even if the so-called son of God in the stories of those minstrels is so weird, everyone will still make up for Fang Tian as soon as possible.

After hearing the boy's words, the old man did not give a reply as soon as possible.

If there is an alarm clock here, it will be almost silent, and only the beep of the alarm clock. At this time, here, it becomes clear and slow.

The boy's expression was a little casual, but at this time, he gradually became nervous little by little. Until his mind became almost sensitive, the old man smiled slightly, but did not talk to him, but took care of himself.

I slowly recited the "Elemental Circulation and Birth Theory" as if I was reciting it.

In fact, there is not much content. Although the old man recites slowly, it still doesn’t take much time.

After reciting, the old man still did not talk to the young man, but turned to the man who was sitting a little distance from the other side of his side: "Old ok. What do you think?"

Lao Xing, the actions here are almost the meaning of experts, not respectful titles, but they have some basic respects, slightly similar to the "Sun Master" in an ancient world.

Although the old man's tone was faint, the man in the forty years of questioning was flattered. He did not stand up, but he bowed respectfully in a half-left position: "Sir, you are so proud, but the villain is just a normal person

How dare people have any opinions on the practice? What's more, it's about the Son of God."

"It's okay, just talk about it, just chat." The old man smiled and encouraged.

This was a second invitation, and if you don’t say it, you really don’t know how to say it anymore, so the man didn’t say anything anymore. He pondered carefully for a while and said cautiously: “The villain is not familiar with practice, so he can’t say too much, just

I felt like a villain, that's the wind?"

This sentence obviously surprised the old man. After looking at the man with admiration, he even looked at him one or two of them. Then he stretched out his hands and gently clapped each other.

Although it is just a moment, and silent, it is quite inspiring.

Not only the man himself was excited about it, but he felt like he was forgetful. Even the others under this bonfire also looked great and proud at this time.

Without considering the obvious confusion and confusion on the young man's face, the old man still said to the man: "Old, you are really good, you are the 'wind'. Alas, it's a pity that you don't have the talent for cultivation. If you have this understanding, it's really

What a pity."

As soon as he said this, the man who was still excited just now was in a state of discomfort.

Then he didn't care about respect and awe for the old man, and the man looked at the old man with obvious resentment.

The old man smiled slightly, and said slightly to the boy, as if he was to the boy and to everyone present at the same time, his voice faintly: "Look at this land, the ground is full of grass and trees. Whether it is grass or trees,

They all come from seeds. Therefore, there are two kinds of people in the world, soil, and seeds."

“Some people are dirt.”

"Actually, everyone was mud at the beginning and lived in a daze, which is what Lord Fang Tian said before, "follow the waves."

"Slowly, because of opportunities and for some reasons, some people become seeds."

"Although it has become a seed, some are dead seeds that cannot sprout, some float in the air and cannot grow roots, and some finally fall into the soil and can take roots and sprout, but because the soil is barren, it is destined to be able to grow into

Small grass and small trees.”

Speaking of this, the old man paused for a moment, and glanced at the man indifferently.

The man looked depressed and bowed again and said respectfully: "Sir, I understand everything you said. I am that little grass and tree?"

The old man nodded gently and said, "Old, you don't have to regret it. You do not have the talent for cultivation and cannot enter the door of cultivation. In a certain opinion, it is indeed just a small grass and tree, growing in barren soil.

But you have become a seed after all, and you have taken root and sprouted to get a seed of growth.”

"Just this point, you have surpassed the vast majority of people on this continent. Among the ten thousand people, there are at least 9,999, and you are not qualified to compare with you."

"Your business is not so big. I guess you don't even think it's big, but just based on what you said just now, I want to appreciate you. Although you are not a practitioner, in a certain sense, you are also more than a lot.

Many people in practice, many people in practice are actually not as good as you.”

"Even, I think, even if Lord Fang Tian sees you and hears what you said just now, he will still appreciate you."

The old man said without any other intention.

But he didn't know, at this moment, here, well, this place, about ten miles of camping, in a place he didn't know, there was really one person who was appreciating it, appreciating the two people who appeared, the man and this

Old man.

The old man's words just now were almost the highest praise.

So when the man heard this, although he was still sad, his whole body was excited, but he didn't know what to say for a moment, but he just clasped his fists and expressed his respect solemnly.

"Most of the people on this continent are mud, with no way out, no change, confused and follow the waves. Their life is a life of ups and downs. Their existence is just for those seeds. If there are no seeds,

Their existence will have no meaning.”

The old man didn't know what he said. There was a proper term in a certain world and an era, called "map cannon". All people who were shot by maps would be very angry.

At least at this moment, no matter how far or near, few people who heard what he said were probably happy.

But the old man was just indifferent. At this time, he looked at the young man carefully and said, "You are still just soil now. In the theory of elemental cycle birth and death, you are still at the beginning of "earth". My teachings,

It just brings you wind, allowing you to change, and whether you can become a seed in the end depends on yourself."

"Yes, teacher, I understand, I understand both 'earth' and 'wind'!"

"Seeds need soil to grow, and fertile soil to thrive. Many times, this fertility requires the seeds to be found by themselves. This search means flowing like water and gathering. Before being a teacher, he came to Yanhuang City and

So many cultivators came to Yanhuang City, and when they came, they were "following the waves" because at that time, I didn't know what to look for, but now I left, I "cut off the crowds of people".



"Because you have already figured it out in your mind. At most, you must become a wizard for five years."

The old man's tone was still faint.

But all those who heard him were aroused by the slightest sense. Even many people who had been fooled by his map before looked up at this time, and the young man beside the old man and

Men are even more admiring.

"After joining the mage, the master will return to Yanhuang City again. I hope that I will be lucky enough to get the teachings of Lord Fang Tian again at that time."

Speaking of this, the old man completely relaxed his expression and said with a smile: "You should know why there are so few people promoted this time? Because this time is different from those before. In the past, Lord Fang Tian talks about those before.

, And this time, it is for the people who are about to become seeds, and for the people who are about to achieve and to achieve mages. From a magician to a mage, you have to go through the cycle of earth, Feng, Shui and Fire, from a mage to a higher level, the same is true

cycle."

"This promotion is not in the present, but in the future, one year or two years, three or five years, or ten or eight years."

"Look at it, in the next ten years, how many people will become mages because of this opportunity."

"At least one of them has been booked for me." (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!

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