"Teacher, what do you want to accept from yesterday's boy?" Ah Zhong, oh no, Jin Duolai did not defend himself, let alone flatter, but said so.

Although he was "slandered", he only had one expression on his face at this time, and that was satisfaction.

In any case, this "teacher", he has already called it for granted, and the boy, hey!

"Yes, when the teacher is old, he likes the youth very much, unlike you guys, how boring and boring you are. Fang Tian was talking nonsense, shook his head again, and said, "Well, someone else's disciple is here." ”

Behind, a teenager strode towards him.

"Uncle, huh!" The young man strode over, and it could be seen that he liked this kind of simple running, running to the front, and not caring about taking a few more breaths, he said to Fang Tian: "Uncle, are you really a great magician?"

Seeing that the young man was not afraid of all kinds of feelings, Fang Tian nodded in his heart.

This nod was given to the two magicians last night, who were sensible and didn't "popularize" some messy things for the teenager. Otherwise, it will make him very boring.

"Yes, Uncle is very powerful. How about it, do you want to come out of the door and become an uncle's disciple?" Fang Tian said with a smile.

"Uncle, you're kidding!" the young man twisted his head, "I like Uncle very much, but the teacher is also very good to me." Hehe, and, uncle, if I really betray the family, do you dare to accept me as a disciple?"

"You're right, then I really don't dare. Fang Tian nodded, "So, I can only envy your teacher." These days, it's not easy to accept a good disciple. ”

Jin Duolai is the same as the four warriors last night. also lying on the gun, speechless looking at the sky......

The next few people's actions. Since Fang Tian is the main one, and Fang Tian's goal is to shop.

The vendors who were able to come to the rally brought out some of the things they brought out were of ordinary importance, but to be honest, such things were not popular at such gatherings, or furthermore, they were not only unpopular, but also frowned upon. Hardly anyone takes a second look, let alone takes care of business.

So most of the stalls were deserted, and they didn't last long, not so much because they came to the rally, but rather to join in the fun, or to play soy sauce. - That's mostly the work of new talents, and it's rare for people to put those things on the table for two or three consecutive terms.

But the problem is that newcomers are like leeks, a five-year term. There will be a lot of stubble every year.

Of course, this is a minor problem, as the Dadamu Lake is very wide and surrounded by grasslands on all sides. The number of stalls that can be accommodated can be described as infinite. Which stalls have value and which ones don't. The eyes of the merchants who come and go are very poisonous.

As for Fang Tian, it is a casual tour.

Sometimes. There is no special stall at all, and he will also come up to take a look. However, at this time, he will most likely talk to the stall owner. And with the "honor guard" around him now, the person who was questioned was naturally flattered, but if he asked, he really knew everything and said everything.

Jin Duolai has just been promoted from the sixth level to the seventh level, and after the promotion, Yu Wei (in fact, he has just reached a level, and the transformation of his body and mind, especially the improvement of his spiritual power, is still in progress), at first glance, in the eyes of many low-level magicians and martial artists, he may be more imposing than any ninth-level magician.

Having said that, even the young man who had a quasi-law teacher, when he first came over, stared at Jin Duo for a long time, and the envy in his eyes was beyond words.

Almost all magic apprentices, as long as they have a little knowledge, know that level six and level seven are completely two kinds of existence. The sixth level may have been stagnant and cannot be promoted, and if the seventh level is broken, there is almost no obstacle before the ninth level, it just depends on whether there is enough time.

Moreover, in the low-level ecological chain, the seventh-level magician is already an out-and-out big man.

If Fang Tian hadn't started the Journey to the West and caused an uproar, and there was no series of chances to be promoted to a mage and Dafa or something, in the magic apprenticeship stage, he didn't even have to go to the ninth level, that is, the seventh level, and he would only be at the seventh level for the rest of his life, it is estimated that he would be very satisfied.

Of course, this is in terms of state of mind at that level.

If that is the case, it is estimated that he will go farther and farther on the line of "daily life", decorate his small life properly, bring many small inventions from his previous life, and then develop the Maple Grove Mercenary Group into a Maple Grove Merchant Group that is a bit strange for the natives.

But that degree is very difficult to grasp.

Maybe his life will be smooth, maybe at some point in a certain year, he suddenly offended a certain eighth- or nineth-level magician because of the Chamber of Commerce, and then he was either ruined and avoided, depressed, or directly hung up, or perhaps, he took refuge in some small and medium-sized families and became a member of his extended forces.

That's all possible.

Moreover, these routes are often determined by external opportunities and have little to do with their own talents.

From another point of view, it can also be said that if ten hundred original Fang Tian were put here and scattered all over the mainland, most of their future achievements and life routes would have anything to do, even if they all had a ninth-level inheritance, it was not excluded that some of them would not be able to break through the sixth-level in their lifetime.

Therefore, the current Fang Tian, for what he encounters around him, if there are no special circumstances, most of them regard it as some form of "another self", and if he can point it with his finger, then he will most likely point it with his finger.

This is the case with the two Nanfeng Oki who met in the desert before, and the same is true for Jin Duolai now.

And with their own conditions, to be honest, a year ago, Fang Tian was probably not eye-catching. It was even more so last night to accept Jin Duolai as a student.

Yanhuangcheng, or further narrow the scope, in the Yanhuangcheng Magician Association, whether it is qualifications or temperament, or hard work, etc., it is better than Jinduo, just grab it is a lot, and many of those who come out of the arena are good.

But then again, when he was in the association, he was also able to give guidance to those below him, and he didn't hide his selfishness, although he didn't accept any students. But in practical terms, there is not much difference. It's just a matter of name.

And the name, at this time, I will accept the gold. It was not the city lord of Yanhuang City and the "son of God" Fang Tian, but just an unknown passer-by magician.

As for Xiaodong Xiaoxi and the young man in front of him, Fang Tian had a different attitude. - This kind of less contaminated teenager is generally preferred by him, or in other words, all life in such a state as "initial fluffy hair" will make him instinctively admire.

Not even just people, even a small grass.

Fang Tian felt. He was invisibly "infected" by the Being, who in the "dream", and in this respect, it was not wrong for those people to call him the "Son of God".

When he walked to a stall with fruit trees and other things, Fang Tian even saw something that was very familiar in his previous life.

Watermelon!

Of course, it's definitely not called watermelon here, the stall owner calls it "sand melon". Hearing this name, Fang Tian knew that most of this thing grew on the edge of the desert, that is, the border between the great desert and the prairie when he came over before.

Then I asked the stall owner. And so it was.

However, this sand melon is not very good compared to the watermelon in the previous life, except for the vague pattern and root, in terms of size, this sand melon is only the size of a fist. And it's a baby's little fist. The largest of the bunch, but slightly larger than an adult fist.

I don't think it tastes good.

Hey, it needs to be improved.

But I think of the two little girls at home. Fang Tian's heart moved. - Is this a good fruit?

In fact, when I was in Fenglin before, especially when I built the "Food Island" later. Fang Tian had thought about getting some fruit trees to fill the two little girls and the little guys in the courtyard. It's just that the sorbet is too sour. The mountain jujube is too small, and the mountain grapes are only suitable for wine, and the mountain banana ......

Well, wild bananas, wild bananas are full of seeds, they can't be eaten at all, if it weren't for the long shape, Fang Tian even wondered if it was a pomegranate disguise.

As for the mountain apples, they had been seen in the courtyard when Fang Tian first came, but they were not used for food at all, but for seasoning, at least those little ones such as Little Berg and Little Dick would not touch them most of the time.

At this time, seeing this sand melon, Fang Tian had some ideas.

This thing should be easier to cultivate, or to cultivate it in a directional way, than those things? Seedless watermelon doesn't need to be thought about, but maybe it's not too difficult to make this sand melon from the size of this fist to a few dozen catties each?

"Young man, do you have any silver on you, please let me eat a sand melon, and my uncle will teach you a magic spell." Fang Tian said to the young man who was probing his brain by the stall.

"Really, uncle, you have to be a talker!" the young man was overjoyed when he heard this.

And Ah Dong and Ah Xi and Jin Duolai, who had just been accepted as students by Fang Tian, could only be speechless when they heard Fang Tian's words. - Boss, don't be biased like this, okay? Let's feel sad when we see it! Could it be that if the qualifications are not good (Jin Duolai) and the warriors (Adong and Axi four) will get human rights?

The young man happily touched a golden gold coin on his body, and it was still a small and big money.

"Hey, stall owner, how much does it cost?" the boy took the largest sand melon in his hand.

Although this sand melon was the first time Fang Tian had seen it in the past few days, the stall owner of this thing was not selling it as a rare item. As I said before, this is just an ordinary small stall, and the stall is just a third-level small martial artist, and you can know the grade of this stall from this alone.

In front of this line of "big people", of course, the stall owners did not dare to play any tricks.

"Mr. Hui, if you want to buy it, you only need one silver coin. The stall owner said, saying this, and even faintly felt distressed, most of them were those small silver coins, and this big one, he didn't dare to increase the price casually, just forget the same as those small ones.

In fact, one silver coin is not cheap.

In terms of the purchasing power of the previous world, a silver coin was equivalent to twenty-five yuan. If at that time, whoever takes an inferior watermelon and asks for twenty-five yuan, it will be his fate not to be beaten to death. But at this time, of course, it cannot be compared.

This is indeed not a rare thing, but it should be considered a "valuable" thing for this small stall.

"Oh, bring six!" the boy patted the gold coin.

The young man did not bargain, and Fang Tian did not squeak.

The other five didn't dare to interject casually at this time. - Just kidding, this is not an ordinary purchase, right? (To be continued......