It is said that there are three states of life, the first is to look forward, the second is to look backward, and the third is to neither look forward nor backward.

The first is called full of longing, or ambition, with their own plans for life, or step by step, or brave and diligent, in short, a kind of enterprising image.

The second is that they are not satisfied with the current situation and lack confidence in the future, so they use the past as a harbor for the soul, and beautify it little by little in their memories as the "peach blossom source" in their lives. This state, in proper noun terms, is "drunk life and dream death",

The third type is quiet and peaceful on the surface, but in fact it has lost its goal in life, and only knows how to live day after day according to the previous inertia.

This is the theory of someone's previous life, this world, there is no one.

But theory is a summary of facts, and facts, many times, are carried out at different times and in different spaces, at the same time, and repeatedly......

The Chaoyang Empire, which borders the Mauriballs Empire to the south, is the city of Three Creeks.

South Wind is a sixth-level magician.

What does a sixth-level magician represent in the Empire?

In terms of the scope of the empire, a sixth-level mage actually does not represent anything. -- Nothing is worth much, and the same is true of the "Venerable Magician", and there are no exceptions.

In the whole country, there are too many sixth-level magicians, and it can't be said that there are as many as stars in the sky, but it is true that they can't be counted, or rather, no one will count them at all.

As the most core power group, the empire has always paid attention to magicians, and has paid great attention to them. But this focus is mainly on ninth-level mages and quasi-law ranks. In other words, a magician is not particularly genius and evil. Normally, it is only after you reach level 9. in order to stand out from the "crowd of living beings" and enter the sight of the empire.

As for the ninth level, the guest officer, there are too many people, and the changes are too frequent, I can't pay attention to it, please forgive me!

This is still in the Maurius Empire, the Chaoyang Empire, the Daye Empire, the Katchio Empire and other small countries that are not very well on the table, if it is placed in the four empires and the Holy Alliance Empire and other places, dear. If you haven't been promoted to a mage, don't expect anyone to see you, even if you're level nine, you're probably still a little transparent.

However, this is for the entire empire.

Just like someone in his previous life, for the country's finances, trillions of trillions or trillions of dollars, hundreds of billions of dollars are not very conspicuous, as for tens of billions, billions or even just hundreds of millions of dollars, dear. Please let me pull aside, or turn left and right when you go out, turn forward and turn backward, but don't show up here, okay?

However, if it is delegated to provinces, cities, districts, and towns. Even the village ......

The same is true for sixth-level magicians.

For the entire empire, a sixth-level magician is not inconspicuous at all, even for Three Creek City. Generally, you have to advance to the seventh level before you have the opportunity to enter the city lord and the city order mansion. And was treated as a guest.

Level 6 can be entered in some cases, but please enter through the side door, small door, or back door. The main entrance is what you don't think.

But can you only be regarded as a character if you are treated as a guest by the two governments?

Southwind disagrees.

In the entire Sanxi City, there are more magicians, more warriors, and more ordinary people have gone to the sea, adding up to a total of more than ten tens of thousands of people, how many people can be treated as guests by the two prefectures? But there are a hundred no?

Hard.

Okay, even if there are a hundred, but a hundred out of a hundred thousand is a ball, and the others are still alive?

Isn't that how you live!

And as a sixth-level magician, among these hundreds of thousands of people, hey, it still has a lot of weight.

Nanfeng's father is a porter, or porter, in short, he does coolie work such as carrying bags on the dock, and Nanfeng has heard and witnessed it since he was a child, and he has a belief that he can never forget for a lifetime, that is, only by becoming a warrior can he not be bullied!

However, his physique is not strong, and he has consulted several martial arts halls and mercenary groups, but none of them have received them.

The father said even more gloomily: "Child, working hard is the life of our people, warriors, let's not think about it." Then his father told him that when he was a child, his wish was also to become a glorious warrior, but a warrior is something that only a few people can do.

In the face of the facts, Nanfeng had to bow his head, or accept his fate.

In such a growing environment, there are very few children who do not accept their fate, and if they do not accept their fate, they will die. And if there really is a cub to die, the parents don't need to do anything else but beat it up, and then lock it up and starve it for three days.

Put it out again.

Everything was solved.

Nanfeng is not a particularly stubborn person, he bows his head quickly.

However, fate is really an elusive thing, sometimes it makes people cry, sometimes it makes people laugh.

When Nanfeng was twelve years old, he went to work for the first time, followed his father, carrying a large bag that was only slightly lighter than himself, and walked forward little by little. The sun was hot and scorching, and the shoulders were scorching, both shoulders, because one trip had to be rotated, otherwise they couldn't stand it at all, and as for the back, which had been bearing most of the weight, it had already been so strained that it didn't feel it.

From the fifth trip onwards, every step is already torment, and only by staying up to the dead can we continue to move forward.

Nanfeng hadn't heard of the legend of "Hell", otherwise he would have thought that it was already Hell.

On the sixth trip, I only walked to a small half, and was tripped by a small pebble under my feet, in fact, it was a small pebble at all, so small that it was insignificant, and it really didn't affect anything, but the feet of the south wind were too floating, and it seemed that there was no weight at all, so it was just such a small pebble, so that the south wind knocked into the body with a bag, and fell forward.

The scene that happened next was frozen in Nanfeng's consciousness, and he will never forget it for the rest of his life.

Normally, if you fall in such a posture, you will definitely smash it solidly. It is too light to say that the nose is blue and the face is swollen, in fact, the whole person will be blinded. However, no. The man didn't fall, and neither did the bag.

It's as if someone is gently holding it up.

When the south wind came to his senses. He found himself standing steadily, and the large bag that he had carried on his back before was now floating in front of him, just in front of him and above his head, about a step away.

Yes, it's floating.

And there is no support underneath.

Nanfeng instinctively turned his head to look around, and he saw his father's shocked face, and he also saw the shocked faces of those around him who were also carrying bags. He also saw several foremen in the distance, all with the same shocked faces.

Far away, near, and everyone around them, they are all the same indifferent, the same shocked.

At that moment, in the feeling of the south wind, everything around seemed to lose its movement. Also lost sound. Then he saw an old man in a strange robe not far away, slowly walking towards this side with a smile.

In the whole world, only this person is moving.

Then he heard the old man who came up to him say to him, "Son, you are very gifted. Would you like to learn magic from me?"

Nanfeng didn't answer immediately, because he fainted because of the sudden enthusiasm......

Fate magically turned a corner. Big, big bends, since then. Nanfeng became a disciple of a magician, and it wasn't long after. He had become a magician himself, and of course, he was just getting started as a junior magic apprentice.

Below level six, they are all magic apprentices, and only those above level six can be called magicians. The teacher told him.

But it didn't work. How can you expect ordinary people to distinguish whether a magic practitioner is a magic apprentice or a magician? - For ordinary people, all magic cultivators, even those who have not even entered the door, are magicians, and they are "magicians"!

The environment at home changed abruptly.

My father still went to work on the docks every day, but he no longer had to carry his bag, he was asked to be the foreman, and he didn't have to do any work, the truth is that he didn't even need to do the foreman's work, and then he got more than all the other foremen combined!

And all the foremen, including those above the foreman, bent down and smiled when they spoke to their fathers, and they were called "old man". But he was not called "Little Adult".

They didn't dare to talk to him at all.

In any case, this is a very exciting thing, and it also greatly stimulates Nanfeng's cultivation of magic. He didn't want to suffer the second time in his life! Compared to that, the boring and dull cultivation of magic was nothing!

So, hard, hard, hard, he cultivated more diligently than anyone else!

The teacher was very pleased with this, and when he saw this situation, he even often gave him a holiday and let him go out to play. Naturally, he would not disobey his teacher's orders, but at most, he would just go around the docks, take a look at his father, and then return, or cultivate!

It was in this situation that progress was rapid.

He entered the school at the age of twelve, started at the age of thirteen, entered the first level at the age of fourteen, second level at the age of seventeen, and third level at the age of twenty-three. At the age of thirty, he successfully broke through the threshold of level 3 and entered level 4.

Then the teacher asked him whether he would start a family or continue to cultivate.

Naturally, he listened to his teacher's opinion.

The teacher told him that after entering the fourth level, the speed of cultivation would slow down. In his case, if there were no accidents, he would not be able to advance to the fifth level until he was forty or even forty-five years old. Many magicians in similar situations on the mainland will choose to start a family, and becoming a family after the fourth level will not affect their cultivation much, and even, for inexplicable reasons, it will be faster.

Nanfeng said, I listen to your arrangement, teacher.

Next, under the introduction and matchmaking of the teacher, he married the daughter of a very prominent martial arts hall owner in the city, and the two had a very good relationship after marriage, and within a few years, they had two sons and a daughter.

At the age of thirty-nine, Kankan is the year earlier that the teacher said, and Nanfeng was promoted to the fifth level.

This is a big deal! Because at the age of thirty-nine, you will be promoted to level five, which means that you will probably be promoted to level six before the age of sixty, or even at the age of fifty, and then there is a good chance of entering level seven.

Breaking through the sixth level to the seventh level is a completely different level for a magic cultivator.

So it's really important. is also promoted to the fifth level, promotion at the age of forty and promotion at the age of forty-five are fundamentally two different things, and it is not the same thing as being promoted at the age of fifty. Nanfeng's own joy and excitement go without saying. In addition, the teacher was delighted. My grandfather's (father-in-law) side was also very happy, and the two sides joined forces. It was a big feast.

At the banquet, many big names came, and Nanfeng even met a ninth-level magician under the leadership of the teacher, you know, the teacher is only the eighth level, and there is basically no hope of entering the ninth level in this life.

After that, the trajectory of Nanfeng's life was a little different from before.

Before the age of thirty, Nanfeng devoted himself to cultivation. Before the age of forty, Nanfeng practiced in addition to it. heart and wife and children. Since then, the interaction has unconsciously become more and more complicated. Upgrading to the fifth level, or the feast, seemed to be a switch that opened another door.

After entering this portal, Nanfeng realized that his previous life was too narrow, and many of the big people he should have met did not get acquainted. Fortunately, it's not too late to start. And as a fifth-level magician, he is also quite a figure himself, before. It was someone else who came to him as his guest, and now, a lot of times. It was he who went to other people's places, as other people's guests.

It was a very fulfilling and enjoyable time.

In terms of cultivation, Nanfeng unconsciously relaxed a lot. And sometimes, I don't meditate at night. -- I see too many visitors during the day. Or attending a banquet or something, so that you don't have the spirit and mind to calm down and meditate. What's more, it's nothing if you don't meditate for a day or two, well, that's what the south wind thinks.

And then before you know it, twenty years have passed.

In another year, he will be sixty years old! And it was only at this time that Nanfeng realized that he was still a fifth-level magician, and had not been promoted to sixth! Moreover, according to his estimates, it was probably the middle of the fifth level, or a little later than the middle, but one thing was certain, that is, the seventh level, and it was still far away.

It's so far away that it's not visible for now.

However, the sixtie-year-old fifth and a half levels are not too bad, right?

Nanfeng unconsciously began to take stock of the people he knew around him, well, none of the sixth-level people he knew were under sixty years old. There are a few people in their forties who are already level 5, but they are still worse than when he was the first, aren't they?

In such a comparison, Nanfeng felt at ease, and the faint uneasiness in his heart before suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by a faint pride. - Look, I'm cultivating so leisurely and casually, and none of you can surpass me, hey.

It wasn't until I got old that I realized that I could actually be regarded as a genius, but my cultivation had been a little more relaxed in recent years, otherwise......

Otherwise, it should be almost level six by now?

Nanfeng thought so, so he was a little stunned again.

But this abruptness was replaced by a wave of pride and achievement. Now in Sanxi City, there is a big force called the Nanfeng family, such a big plate is what he has run in the past 20 years, it's not easy!

The teacher has been dead for many years, but there is a brother who is still there. - The teacher has a total of two disciples, but that senior brother has always been stupid, he started nearly ten years earlier than him, but he was two years later than him before he advanced to the fourth level, and later I heard that in order to concentrate more on cultivation, he had moved to the countryside, somewhere called Damu Town.

In the past, when the teacher was there, the two brothers didn't have much contact, and they haven't met since the teacher left.

At this time, he remembered that Nanfeng suddenly had an impulse in his heart, he wanted to go and see this senior brother. Of course, it's not nostalgia, but I want to see how this senior brother has cultivated over the years?

This is an unpredictable mind, which was not at all a moment ago, and suddenly came, but after coming, it could not be contained.

Fortunately, there is no need to curb it.

If you want to see it, then go and see it, anyway, it's not far from Damu Town. Nanfeng hadn't been there, but he knew that Damu Town was southwest of Three Creek City.

It took more than three days to come to Damu Town.

Nanfeng didn't ask where the senior brother lived, just kidding, for a magician, he still needs to ask someone to find someone, besides, it's in such a small town down there. Nanfeng casually let go of the elemental induction, his current induction limit is more than three thousand meters, which refers to one-way, in fact, in terms of the sensing range, it is seven or eight thousand meters, which is more than enough to cover a small town.

In the imagination of the south wind, there should be one or two beings of the same level, and one of them. It must be a senior brother.

However, as soon as the induction was released, he was stunned.

What's going on. In such a remote town, there are more than a dozen magicians of the same level as him, and more than half of them are stronger than him. What's even more terrifying is that there are two more, whose momentum is simply overwhelming, and after touching his induction, it suddenly extends over the trend, which makes him tremble a little.

Are you kidding!

Is this what a small town should be?

Or is there something that has happened in this town lately, which has caused a lot of magicians to gather here?

If you want to talk about the major events that have happened recently, it is the story of Kaspersky told by the Son of God, and it is precisely because of this story that he will remember his cultivation, as well as many things in the past. That's why I have the current trip to Damu Town.

But that talk has nothing to do with this town, right?

Then at this moment, one of the two most powerful momentum that he had felt before faintly said to this side: "Is it junior brother?"

Hearing this strange and somewhat familiar voice, Nanfeng's body really shook suddenly! What are you kidding! What are you kidding! What are you kidding! What are you kidding! This is Senior Brother? This is at least an eighth- or ninth-level magician, is it Senior Brother?

Make no mistake!

However, the subsequent facts tell Nanfeng that he is not mistaken.

His senior brother is indeed already a ninth-level magician, a newly promoted ninth-level. It was level eight before. And just after the story of the Son of God, he had a great understanding, and then three days ago, he was promoted to the ninth level.

As for the other powerful aura he had just felt. It's also from a ninth-level magician, and this magician is the same as him. From Three Creek City, more specifically. This magician is from the Seongseok Commanding Mansion in Sanxi City, and this trip is on behalf of the Seonglingfu. This brother who visited him came.

"Senior brother, you came just in time. For the sake of Kaspersky's story, I have formed a retreat with a few fellow initiates, and now we are also waiting for the second lecture to come.

After some introduction and reminiscence, the senior brother said to Nanfeng like this.

Nanfeng nodded indispensably, and the truth was that standing in front of two powerful ninth-level magicians, he was no different from an ordinary person facing a magician.

And these two powerful ninth-level magicians, one of them came from the City Command Mansion, and his own strength was needless to say, and the power and authority represented behind it were even more awe-inspiring and suffocating, and then the other of them was his senior brother!

And right now, the two magicians are laughing and laughing with each other.

Although he was also standing here, it was as if he was standing in another world, a world that could not be touched at all, at least, the two in front of him, one unattainable, the other ......

The other one has already gone from being unfamiliar at the beginning to being completely strange in the years?

This night, Nanfeng, who lived in Damu Town, failed to meditate, nor could he fall asleep, sitting on the bed he wanted to meditate, but he couldn't meditate, and he barely caused upset and irritability a few times, and almost caused even his chest to hurt, so he simply fell asleep, but he tossed and turned in bed, but he couldn't sleep. ――

How could he sleep?

Before he closed his eyes, the image of the senior brother was already in front of him, of course, the current image.

A ninth-level magician!

A ninth-level magician!

God, what has he been doing for the past 20 years? Wrong? Yes? Wrong?

There are valid reasons for being wrong and being wrong, but if you are wrong, you are denying the past, negating everything in the past 20 years, and denying many things that he was still proud of not long ago, but if it is right, why is it the way it is now?

Wrong and right, he is not reconciled!

And in the midst of unwillingness and tossing and turning, a new day arrived.

The so-called retreat in the mouth of the senior brother is actually a gathering of several magicians to talk about cultivation, and mainly about Kaspersky, about the past talk, about the upcoming talk, they broke the story, crumpled it, and told it bit by bit from all aspects.

There are many things that are well spoken, but Nanfeng can't listen to them at all, or he can't fit into the atmosphere of the retreat at all, and even the better they speak, the more distraught he listens, and there is a faint unspeakable jealousy in his heart - why do you speak so well?

Why!

One by one, do you all want to advance!

However, it was precisely because he felt that if they went on like this, there was really hope of advancing that he was overly jealous and unwilling, and there seemed to be a worm in his heart gnawing fiercely, making him uneasy.

It was in such a situation that three days later, Kaspersky's second story, came as scheduled.

When the story was over, there was silence at the mouth of a small river outside the town where a group of magicians had gathered. Even the restless South Wind was struck by much of what was shown in this storytelling, not to mention the others.

"I've been in this town for all these years, but I seem to be missing out on a lot of things. After a long time, Nanfeng's senior brother said with a faint smile.

Although he said that he had missed a lot of things, there was no regret in his demeanor, but a sense of peace and distantness, "After feeling this story, I want to go out and walk around the continent like Kaspersky." ”

"The world is so big, I want to see it. See if there really is an endless sea, endless ice, endless green, and endless desert. ”

"By the way, let's see if we can find a good opportunity to take the next step. ”

After speaking, this old man who was over sixty years old had a childlike smile on his face.

However, this smile fell in Nanfeng's eyes, but it was extremely dazzling, not only the smile was dazzling, but the words just now were even more dazzling. What is the next step? Do you want to take the next step?

Nanfeng wanted to jump up and scolded fiercely.

But of course, he couldn't really do something like losing his mind, and because of that, he just kept his head down, silently, silently.

In the afternoon of the same day, Nanfeng said goodbye and returned to Sanxi City.

When he left the town, Nanfeng couldn't help but stop and look back. Under the slanting sunset, the town seems to be as brilliant as gold. The town is already unfamiliar, but it is even more strange at first glance, not only strange, but also very dazzling.

This place where he saw the undead, he would never come again for the rest of his life!

Nanfeng resolutely turned around and left resolutely, but somehow, when he turned around, he seemed to have tripped over something out of thin air and almost fell. But the old man didn't stop for a moment, he moved, and then step by step, he went, far away. (To be continued.) )