After taking a step from the high law lure, the next thing to talk about is naturally the stage of the archmage.

For that stage, Sharjah is now unfamiliar, it is a level that he can't even hope to imagine, and the gap in strength is too far away.

On this continent, the vast majority of the high law is "crazy" Xiaoyouyu about how to penetrate the archmage, but now, he has a clear glimpse of the mystery, however, because of the limitation of strength, he can't move forward, how can people say this?

However, this wait for the West is useless for him for the time being, and for the old falcon, it is very different.

Although he didn't know exactly what level the teacher had reached now and how far he was from taking that step, Sharjah instinctively felt that the thing that Xiaoyou had passed on, that is, the share he had received now, should be useful to the teacher.

It's not just useful, it's useful!

The teacher said before that there are still 20 years to take that step, so this piece of paper may help the teacher save ten years?

Red Rock Town is a place where many large, medium and small mercenary groups are intricately settled, these mercenary groups have been established at different times, different in nature, different in strength, and different forces, and all these "inconsistencies" all guide the construction of this settlement, and there is absolutely no planning.

Therefore, the whole picture of this small town called "Redstone Town" is completely a strange thing with no head or tail, no left or right, horizontal and vertical, and strange shapes.

If there is a unit similar to the "Urban Management Bureau" in this world, after a trip here, a large circle will be drawn in front of all the buildings, and then a big word will be written in the circle

Dismantle!

At this time, a short man in his forties sat at the window of an indescribable illegal building without any pressure, frowning and silent as he looked at the paper in his hand.

A teenager who looked equally stocky stood beside him with his head leaned up.

After reading what was written on the paper, the young man pretended to be afraid and shrank his head and said, "The teacher inside is really vicious. Teacher, if you're as fierce as him, I'm going to be miserable!"

"Hmph! It's because I'm not fierce that I'm used to you being neither big nor small. Stinky boy, pour water for the teacher, slow down, I'll beat you!" said the stout man with a fierce face, but without any momentum.

"It's the master, the little one obeys!" the young man smiled, bent over, and poured a glass of water for his teacher.

Originally, he was quite decent here, but he immediately poured himself another glass, and then sat down on the stool opposite, which made his previous actions completely sour.

"Stinky boy, I'm too lazy to train you!" the stout man glared at him.

Obviously, the boy's behavior is really what he is used to!

"Hey, hey. The young man smiled flatteringly, scratching his head with his hands, and it was quite flattering, "Teacher, did that teacher in there test his disciple?" the young man pointed to the paper in his teacher's hand and said to one of them.

What was written on the paper was the part where the disciple laughed and sang and was "kicked with his foot" by his teacher.

"Of course it is. The stocky man said.

"Where did you see it?" the boy scratched his head again, but this time he didn't make a fuss, but asked genuinely confused.

"When you accept a disciple and become a teacher, you will be able to see it. The stout man said softly.

"Oh. The young man seemed to have realized something, and he replied in a low voice, and stopped talking.

However, it seems that he is not an honest character, and after a while, he stretched out his head to the opposite side and said, "Teacher, what do you mean that I have a pearl?

"I don't understand much for the teacher, the words in this are very strange, I have to ask your teacher and my teacher in the future. But before that, you have to give me a second level, or you'll be fine, and you'll be unlucky as a teacher. If you are trained as a teacher, you don't want to please you!" said the stout mage very "viciously".

"Alas, teacher, you don't know that it's so difficult to get promoted to the second level! Teacher, you can't let me compare with Brother Fang Tian, right? The young man said with a bitter face.

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"I know it's difficult, but you have to work hard! I fall asleep every night when I can't meditate on a single magic, when will you be able to reach level two like you? When you reach level two, maybe your teacher will already be a mage, and when the time comes, I won't tell people that you are my disciple, I'm ashamed!" the stout man threatened.

"Hehe, when will the teacher be promoted to mage?" the boy smiled again flatteringly, dodging a question about him.

"It's faster than you kid to get to the third level!" the stout man glared at him, slightly dissatisfied. However, listening to his tone, it seems that he is quite unconfident?

"Teacher, Brother Fang Tian wrote four sheets, why did he only send one to that Joseph? and why did he burn the remaining three? Isn't that written in vain?" The young man was extremely clever not to dwell on the issue of "promotion", but asked something else.

Having a teacher is so much convenient. When Fang Tian wrote the letter before, the people who no one brought with him were apprentices of the fifth or even sixth or seventh levels, and those who were a little farther away didn't know about it. This is not bad, but even more, I already know it, but I can only stare at it and be anxious, there is no way, the elemental induction can't squeeze in. That's what it's called a cup!

As a first-level primary school apprentice, the teenager is carried by the teacher, and he does not see the process clearly at all.

"This teacher was also thinking about this question just now. Perhaps, Fang Tian slipped his hand when he heard it, and unconsciously wrote so much here?" As soon as the short man finished saying this, he shook his head to himself, obviously thinking that his statement was more "slippery" and slippery, "The first one is written for that Joseph, and the last three, Your Excellency Fang Tian may be written for someone else?"

"Then who is Brother Fang Tian writing for?" the young man asked curiously.

"You ask me, who do I ask?" the stout man glared, "Don't ask such an eyeless question in the future! If you dare to ask some questions that the teacher can't answer, don't blame the teacher for beating you!"

"Yes, the teacher is mighty!" replied the young man as he stood up from his stool, straightened up, lowered his hands, and spoke respectfully.

"Well, that's what it looks like!" the stout man nodded with satisfaction, and then said to the young man, "Let's go with the teacher to that Joseph, and we'll pay him a visit." With that, the stout man got up from his chair and walked out of the room.

"Teacher, what are we going to do? I don't have any friendship with that Joseph ......]. The boy hurried after him.

"If you visit, you will have a friendship, you kid will not speak, and everything will be done by the teacher. The stout man commanded without looking back.

"But what if that Joseph praises me for being clever?" said the boy, and he strode wildly, not keeping up with his teacher's pace.

"Let's wait until he really praises you. After the stout man finished saying this, the master and apprentice said nothing more.

So, a moment later, there was such a strange scene on Mayor Redstone's street......

A stout man floated forward almost without stepping on his feet, and behind him, an equally stout boy strode wildly, and the muddy water splashed everywhere under his feet.

After a while, the two came to a small two-story hotel, and then they didn't stop for a moment, and went directly into the backyard.

This should have been a horrific event, not to mention that it would make chickens and dogs jump, at least it would be a back-to-back event. But the strange thing is that everyone in the hotel, whether it is the small owner or the guy who runs the inn, or the guests who are talking and eating in the hotel, seem to be familiar with this, and they are not surprised at all.

On the contrary, they all showed a look of watching a good show.

Those who had no spirit suddenly became energetic, those who had short ears suddenly elongated, and those who were fighting for wine in their veins stopped fighting all of a sudden, and began to raise their chests and stomachs to concentrate their breath......

The backyard of the hostel.

Entering a room on the left, a plain man with a slightly dark complexion had just finished reading the letter, and was walking back and forth in the room with his fists clenched with excitement on his face, when suddenly, the door collapsed and he stumbled to the ground.

The man was startled, it was a real jump, and he jumped two meters backwards to avoid the upside-down door and not be smashed underneath.

"Who are you?" asked the plain-clothed man in surprise, but not much of a loss of color.

"Have you finished reading the letter that Your Excellency Fang Tian sent you?" asked the stout man, standing in the center of the room as if he was the master, looking at the man who was flashing by the back wall.

"Yes. Your Excellency?" the plain-clothed man still hadn't figured out who was coming.

"Just read it, that letter to me.

It's not something you can take in. I'm a good person and don't like to see dangerous things happen. Lucky for you, I'm in this town, otherwise you'd have been dragged to feed the wolves if you left here with this letter, less than ten miles. The stout man instructed earnestly.

"Who is Your Excellency!" the plain-clothed man blew his hair and said a little bit of gritted teeth. Just now, I thought that this person had something to do with His Excellency Fang Tian, but I didn't think that it was actually a robber!

"I have said it, I have a good heart, and I have never left a name for doing good deeds. Why are you so annoying!Get a good night's sleep, sleep and refresh yourself!" said the stocky man impatiently, and then threw a punch, and then a muffled grunt came from the room.

The next moment, the short and fat man walked out of the backyard with his hands behind his back and the boy leisurely, walked towards the long street, and gradually disappeared from the eyes of everyone in the hotel...... ）