Chapter 493: Festic's state of mind
"Do you want to study the Realm yourself? You are crazy?? You can't help but get scared when you just go up level 100, right? Do you have to hang up once and fall down to be happy?? ”
After listening to my appeal, Lao Bai sprayed directly on the other end of the voice, which made me feel like a cloud.
"What...... What's wrong? It's hard to brush in the Shura realm? ”
"That's called hard to brush? That's madness! Any mob is an existence at the outside BOSS level, and it's not enough for you to go alone! ”
"? Then this task requires me to farm a hundred mobs, but in fact, I am a hundred bosses?? ”
"It shouldn't be more than that, I guess this [Breaking Yaksha] must be a monster that is more powerful than the mob; During the closed beta period, we learned level 100 skills in a team with a bunch of full-level players, and the configuration had to be excellent, and even then it would take several days to brush up on the amount of tasks. ”
Lao Bai's words made me suddenly deflated with interest, and when I heard him say this, I directly dismissed my plan to go to the Shura Realm to explore.
"But you can do a prefix task, and entering the Shura realm is demanding."
"Oh? Let's hear it. ”
"You go first......"
Lao Bai began to give full play to the role of the old players in the closed beta, and told me in detail about the task requirements during the closed beta period, although the public beta may have some changes, but overall there is still a lot of reference value.
The most important thing is that I don't have the courage to go directly to [Poison Dragon Peak] or find the village elder to continue the follow-up mission of the ghost turtle now, and I learned that [Juetian Proud Cold Kill] can significantly improve my combat power by a large margin, and without this skill, I always feel that my foundation is very empty.
Although I can't learn the final skill for the time being, other skills can still be upgraded with gold coins, and I can actually upgrade it from Qiannanyu just now; But I didn't, because I had to go to Old Man Fetic, and learning skills was just a bit of a conversation, mainly because I wanted to know more about the [Holy Spear].
"Old man, I'm ~~~!! Here it comes. ”
I entered through the door with a trill, and Fetic happened to be leaning back in his rocking chair looking out the window, and after I came in, he was not angry or delved into anything, but sat alone, and the appearance of the twilight made people look a little sad.
"Old man......?" I slowly approached, confused, a little puzzled by his unusual attitude.
"Congratulations, you've reached the pinnacle of the Dragon Lance." Festik got up and turned to look at me, a somewhat complicated smile on his face.
"Where is the road, there is still a long road," I scratched my head and smiled, and then sat down on the stool in front of the table without seeing the outside: "I want to thank you for your support and cultivation all the time, without your teaching, I would not have achieved what I am today; Second...... I still want to learn skills from you. ”
Festik waved his hand, and then sat down slowly holding on to the armrest of the chair: "Hehe, the young juniors who have their own skills can teach you, why do you have to come all the way to find me, an old man?" ”
"I can't trust their skills." I raised my head and expressed my chest, although there was a slight hint of sycophancy: "Even if they are rising stars, they can't compare to you, who have been trained in a hundred battles, how can the accumulation of a lifetime be compared to that of a hairy boy?" I feel solid to learn skills from you. ”
Festik was silent for a moment, but a glimmer of joy was still discernible in his cloudy eyes.
Gradually growing up, I am also deeply aware of the strength of the mentor in front of me, from the past when he killed Erli in seconds and was regarded as a celestial by me, to later saw the Demon Sealing Emperor who was compared with him, I can actually guess that the true strength of Fetic is the middle level of heaven and earth, and if you get it as a boss in the wild, you only need a good team of less than ten people to easily surround and kill.
As the saying goes, the birds are exhausted, and the good bow is hidden; Although it is very condescending for Fetic to be left in a small town as a little mentor, no matter how hairy Qiannan Yu is, at least now he is a powerful combat force second only to the great general, and his usefulness to the imperial city must be much greater than that of Festik.
Players are also willing to follow stronger people, and it is logical that after the higher the level, the activities in the Imperial City will be more frequent, so that this small town on the way to growth will gradually be sparse.
And Festic, the elderly mentor, has no reason to look at it again.
"You kid don't say anything else, it's good not to forget your roots, and I haven't wasted my expectations of you." Festik smiled, and then took out the props he needed to learn the skills.
I took out the gold coins and walked through the process I was already familiar with, upgrading all the skills that could be upgraded.
After finishing his business, Festik took off the small glasses on the wing of his nose and rubbed the bridge of his nose, and asked casually, "Have you been to Poison Dragon Peak?" ”
"Not yet, I want to learn the ultimate skill and go later, and now I feel like I'm still a little short."
"Well, it's a good habit to play steady." He closed his eyes and nodded, approving with my calm plan.
After chatting for a while, I cleared my throat and said, "Uh...... Actually, I have another question for you today, old man. ”
"About the Holy Lance, right?"
Festik slowly opened his eyes, and at a glance he could see through what was in my mind.
"How do you know?"
"As long as you have a deeper understanding of the dragon lance profession, there will inevitably be more doubts; Only after careful study can we explore the deeper problems hidden in the problem. ”
Festik was still so wise, his discerning eyes like a sword, always hitting my deepest thoughts.
I didn't continue to think of any words to open the conversation, but quietly said "um", which precipitated a little bit of an active atmosphere.
He put the small glasses back on the wing of his nose, stretched out his hand to make a plea, and said politely: "I have already told you everything I can tell you, just say your current doubts, and I will see if I can use what I have learned to help you explain." ”
"I'd like to ask you about the history of other famous dragon lances."
He didn't understand the meaning of my question, so he smiled: "Didn't I already tell you?" ...... on the Poison Dragon Peak"
"No, no, no," I waved my hand to interrupt Festic's rhetorical question, and redescribed my question very seriously: "I don't have to go to those famous dragon lances, I just want you to recall, are there any dragon lances you have ever heard or seen that stand out to you?" Whether it's because of something or a certain character, it doesn't matter; It has nothing to do with their situation or status, even if it's a teenager doing nothing on the corner, as long as he impresses you. ”
Festik understood my words, and he was silent for a long time, then raised his head and looked at me with a smile: "As the saying goes, the small is hidden in the forest, and the big is hidden in the city; Do you want to find those hidden dragon spears from the thousands of postures of all beings, so as to explore a new self? ”
Belch......
My intentions are not so noble, but I have no problem with saying it so beautifully.
"Hmm." I nodded heavily, giving him a determined look in return.
Festic's half-life setting is indeed not in vain, he methodically tells me about the people and things he has encountered in danger, and also describes in as much detail as possible the dragon guns of his peers who are impressed by him.
Generals with outstanding military achievements, rangers with strong martial arts, villagers who are well hidden, talented children, bandits who block the road and rob ......, although there are few dragon guns, they can be regarded as involved in various fields.
Some people went astray and finally woke up, and some people were obsessed and finally stabbed to death by Festic, who counted them on his fingers, and two or three out of ten died in his hands.
"Then the moment you started, did your heart throb?"
"Throbbing ......" Fetic looked at him, and after a moment he shook his head: "At that time, I was young and vigorous, and when I encountered injustices and injustices, I loved to help ......, and in order to punish evil and promote good, there was nothing good to say." ”
"If we meet again, how would you decide whether they will stay or not?"
"If they meet again now, they will only unload their spears and halberds, and they will not continue."
"Why?"
The sudden interruption of the topic was inexplicably awkward, and Fetic trembled his lips and pondered for a long time, and finally only sighed deeply.
"The years have smoothed the edges and corners of my murderous intent, and also dulled the tip of my spear..."
"It's not the years that smooth your edges, it's the state of mind."
As I spoke, I stood up: "If you don't mind, I'd like to visit you along the way, and if the person you've met is still alive, I can help you take it well." ”
He didn't say anything more, just nodded slightly, and then took out his favorite jade from the drawer and continued his carving.