Fang Tian almost wanted to reach out and touch Little Berg's head lovingly, this kid was so interesting.

However, then again, it is easy for a group of little guys to see birds flying in the sky from time to time in such a situation of idleness. It should be said that this is a high probability event.

And that's exactly what he brought these little guys out for a picnic this time.

Flying in the sky like an eagle is impossible for ordinary people, and it is not a Skywalker. Taking someone to the sky, it was very simple, in the era of Fang Tian's previous life, almost any person on the street could find a way to do it - hot air balloons, who doesn't know.

It's just that Fang Tian doesn't plan to get the hot air balloon out for the time being, whether there is such a thing in this world at the moment Fang Tian doesn't know, what he knows is that if he gets this thing out, it won't be a sensation elsewhere I don't know, Redstone Town is definitely going to be a sensation.

As for the "sensation", uh, although Fang Tian was not yet at the point of being bitten by a snake for ten years and afraid of the well rope, he was really a little worried in his liver, if it was not necessary, he really didn't want to cause any sensation.

— even though this person has been making a splash.

But the guy who gathered some strange people to make the tofu has this saying in the collection they wrote, "Take the chicken, remove its juice, burn the fire and put it in the empty egg, and the wind will fly." ”

A chicken is an egg, and this phrase means lifting the shell of an egg into the air. The equally famous Kong Ming lantern made by the later famous Comrade Zhuge Liang is likely to be inspired by this.

But lift the eggshell into the air?

Seems like a lot of difficulty?

Fang Tian wanted Sharjah to get some moss to drain the water, stuff it into the wild egg shell that had been broken and poured out of juice, and then light it to see if it could rise, but he thought that even if it could rise, this little game would not be too easy to operate for these little guys, so he simply gave up.

These thoughts are a long story, but in fact, they are only a blink of an eye, and it is useless even a blink of an eye, Fang Tian just said: "Berg, if you martial artists keep rising, from one level to two levels and three poles, all the way to one hundred levels, from martial artists to warriors, martial artists, great martial artists, martial kings, martial honors, martial emperors, martial saints, great martial saints, peerless great martial arts leftovers, when the two hands flutter and fan, "When he said this, Fang Tian stretched out two chicken claws and shook up and down on both sides of his body," Oh, the hundredth-level peerless martial arts leftovers, with such a flutter, they flew into the sky with a bang. ”

"God wants a hundred?" little Berg stuck out his tongue.

"Peerless Great Martial Saint Wow" Some of the little guys gasped again and again.

"Samurai, samurai...... Martial Master, Great Martial Master, Martial King, Martial Honor...... Emperor Wu, Emperor Wu, Great Martial Saint...... Peerless Great Martial Saint?" Xiao Loli blinked his eyes and read over the long list of titles.

This world is really pure, Fang Tian now knows, even if it is a legendary ninth-level peak martial artist, he is still a dry "martial artist", and there is no such mess as a martial artist, martial saint, martial emperor, martial god, etc. Out of the corner of Fang Tian's eyes, he saw that the corners of His Excellency Sharjah's mouth seemed to twitch, so he nodded his head and said, "Hmm"

"Peerless Great Martial Saint, is it as powerful as Sun Great Sage?" asked Xiao Qiqi.

"The Stupid Sun Great Sage is the peerless Great Martial Saint, Brother Fang Tian, right?" Little Dick seemed to be competing with Little Qiqi.

Fang Tian smiled.

Kittens can catch their own tails for a long time with great interest, and the same is true of these little ones, who have been discussing the subject for a long time. Reborn once, with a gaze that was completely different from his previous life, what Fang Tian felt in their whimsical discussion was not naïve, but relaxed and happy.

After their discussion gradually subsided, Fang Tiancai said with a smile: "We don't have to think about the hundred-level peerless martial arts, and I will make fun things for you tomorrow, so that you can catch the big bird in your hands and fly." ”

"I want" Xiao Qiqi was the first to speak.

"Brother Fang Tian, what is it?" Xiao Berg followed.

Naturally, after the first and second, there is the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth...... , these little guys are actually very noisy sometimes, but of course Fang Tian doesn't feel it. He just shook his head and said, "Keep it secret for now." ”

Seeing that these little guys were drooping their heads in anticipation, Fang Tian said again: "But you can draw the appearance of the big bird now, and I will do it for you tomorrow according to the way you drew it." ”

This was originally a predetermined program, so when I came out in the morning, the pens, paper, and so on, Fang Tian was well prepared, and at this time, he took them out and distributed them to them. ,

The paper is one for each person, but there are not so many pens, only two, Fang Tian gave Xiao Loli and Xiao Berg one each, and asked them to take a team and draw one by one.

Then, needless to say, there was naturally another bustle and chatter.

When they painted, they still discussed, and no one showed timidity, all of them took for granted the appearance of little painters, holding the pen with their immature little hands with great vigour, and depicting their observations and imaginations on the paper.

It wasn't until about two hours later that more than twenty drawings were handed over to Fang Tian.

Fang Tian lowered his head and looked carefully one by one, some painted eagles, some painted partridge birds, some painted wild ducks, and many birds that Fang Tian couldn't recognize, of course, there were also paintings of bees and butterflies or something, Fang Tian estimated that these were probably the handiwork of those little girls.

"Okay, I'll take it all, and tomorrow morning, I'll make it for you one by one. Fang Tian patted the paper on his hand.

After this incident, it has been a short time since they had eaten again, and the activity of these little guys has risen, and naturally they can no longer sit still, so they hula again, and go wild in twos and threes. Even the little guy who had been following Fang Tian before the meal was all gone.

After a while, there were only two people left in the camp, Fang Tian and Sharjah.

"Little friend, what you just said, is it true that the hundred-level and martial arts saint?" asked Sharjah with a slight solemnity.

Intellectually, Sharjah felt that what Fang Tian said was pure, too nonsense. But when did he think about Fang Tian's little broken child, when did he ever have a joke? plus that warrior martial artist or something, what Fang Tian just said was extremely smooth and natural, as if it was natural and natural, so for a while, Sharjah was really not sure if it was true or not.

It's just, level 100, isn't it a bit too?

Also, what is the peerless Great Martial Saint? What is that? Could it be that as those little guys said just now, Sun Wukong is the peerless Great Martial Saint?