Chapter 397: A New Chapter

With Redstone as the center, it continues to draw circles outwards and expand infinitely.

Redstone Town, Nine Cities of the Sea, Southern Regions, Maurius Empire, Periphery of the Empire, Southern Continent, Western Continent, Eastern Continent, Central Continent, Northern Continent, countless large and small secluded lands, Beppu or secret realms......

"Magic Spring, is it the same thing as the Devil Spring that Brother Fang Tian made?" asked a young boy who was only about a year old magic apprentice.

"The Three Fundamental Methods of Meditation, tsk, just by hearing the name, you know how extraordinary it is! This level of secret transmission is placed in front of us, and I am afraid that it will not be able to be eliminated. This kind of thing is only worthy of someone like His Excellency Fang Tian!" an old magician with a white beard sighed as he stroked his beard.

"The Nine Methods of Forging the Body is the method that His Excellency Fang Tian is practicing himself, but isn't he a mage?" said a strong martial artist in his thirties.

"Innate Gate, I also want to become an innate master!" said a second-level junior martial artist who was only about twenty.

"I remember when I was a child, I heard my teacher mention the cycle, but I never heard about life and death. The family teacher said that he entered the teacher with the circulation certificate, and he didn't know what level of life and death was, was it a holy realm?"

"The Gate of the Holy Realm, after entering that gate, you will become a powerful one?ahah, where is that gate!" a magician of about fifty shouted with his arms raised to the sky, and at this time there was not even the slightest shadow of a magician on him.

"I don't want the Innate Gate, I don't want the Holy Realm Gate, I just want to be like Long Aotian, I also go through the path of inquiry, and then enter the gate of the Great Dao. In a Beppu, a middle-aged man with a strange appearance said lightly.

"The Tao that runs through the universe!The Tao that runs through heaven, earth and man! The Tao that never ends!, Oh, the Tao that never ends!" An old man who is said to have advanced to the seventh level of the Northern Warrior looked like he was crazy.

"What is the sect, what is the teaching, is there a supreme secret place?" An old man has a distant gaze.

"Cutting off the crowd is cutting off the teachings. So what about going with the waves and covering the world, one is a follower, and the other is a letter?" Someone stood on top of a large black ironwood ship with his hands behind his back and muttered to himself.

"The stiff, almost stone-rubbing sound? Is that an ancient puppet?"

......

This kind of situation has been repeated since Kaspersky's third episode. And as it spreads, there are more and more such topics, and the momentum is getting stronger and stronger. In a word, where does it spread. Wherever the wave of the heart is swept.

And in this continent full of cultivators, is there a corner that it can't reach?

No!

Absolutely nothing!

At best, it's just a matter of time.

As a result, the world said Kaba.

It would be impossible to enumerate the exclamations, conversations, or discussions that gathered on this topic.

Not to mention the entire continent, just one Redstone Town, and the tens of thousands of people arguing and discussing it is a terrifying number. It's just that. With such a heat density, who knows how many of them will be?

Perhaps only the legendary gods can know.

It's just that. For Fang Tian, these were just things outside his body after all. If he had first arrived in this world, in fact, five months ago - in this world, five months is half a year, and if the stories he told were treated like this, then his mood would definitely not be calm.

Maybe it's excitement, maybe it's fear and worry, in short, it's all right, but it's not calm. ...,

But now, hehe.

The heart is set in the center. It's like running water.

Advancing to the ninth level, for Fang Tian, meant that his life course had entered a new stage, or rather, the pages of life. A new page has been turned again......

Before this, Fang Tian had guessed how many times he would react to the severance of the inheritance one day in the future, after advancing to the ninth level, and what he should do.

Is it sorrow?

Is it anxious?

Is it frustration?

Is it dazed?

Is it restless?

He'd thought about almost all of the possibilities. But nothing is as calm as water, and there is a firmness and confidence in my heart that does not need to be spoken.

In the previous life, someone said that there was no road in this world, and when there were more people walking, there would be a road.

In this world, where does the cultivation path of magicians and martial artists come from?

Falling from the sky?

And that source, infinitely traced back to the beginning, must be people, one by one, from generation to generation, from heaven and earth, from all things in heaven and earth, in the thorns everywhere, from the blue wisps of the road, from nothing to the earth, bit by bit, painstakingly carved out!

Why can't he pick up the knife of opening up today!

In the end, he only took a step forward, even half a step, and even failed to move forward even half a step, but now, he had to hold the knife tightly in his hand, and then, raise it to the sky!

Forge a path with a knife!

Slash out the future with a knife!

In his previous life, Fang Tian had seen a small story of a couplet.

It is said that when Yu Qian, a political and military strategist of the Ming Dynasty, was six years old, he passed through the Phoenix Terrace with his father and uncle, and his uncle casually chanted: "Today we are on the Phoenix Terrace." This is called a mouth-to-mouth sentence, and this is how many couplets in ancient times came about.

Then Xiao Qian said at this time: "He went to the Qilin Pavilion alone. ”

Qilin Pavilion, built by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, was later used to store the portrait of the country's heroes as a commendation, so gradually, the so-called "Qilin Pavilion" refers to the pillar stone pavilion of the country.

When he went to the Qilin Pavilion alone, it means that I should be the pillar of the country in his year.

Seeing this story at that time, Fang Tian actually didn't have much of a cold in his heart, and even a little disapproving. Because at that time his temperament was relatively indifferent and easy-going, and he was naturally interested in all the sensational, exaggerated, impassioned, and arrogant...... In short, it's something similar, not very eye-catching, let alone appreciative.

And this story was classified into this category by him.

But then, he thought, his point of view of appreciation, had changed.

And the point of appreciation comes from one's own character. Appreciating a change in perspective means a change in one's own personality.

In fact. It was only at this time that Fang Tian knew that he was walking on the path of cultivation, in the process of moving upwards step by step. It turned out that it was not only the level of the third, fourth, seventh, or eighth levels that had changed, but also the mind, spirit, and vision of this cultivator who had changed step by step.

When I first came to this world, I was alone in a foreign land as a stranger, and I sighed on a stormy night.

And today, it is already a thousand miles of wind and clouds. Infinite rivers and mountains come into view.

Even in the face of the cut off from the road ahead, he just smiles.

Because even if you have nothing, there is still faith. When this belief is mentioned, the never-ending power rises from the bottom of the heart, and the long knife that can cut through any thorn is condensed in the heart.

From now on, in thinking and acting, I can think, I worry, I worry, I should, I maybe......

But in mind. It's going to be just that-

I can!

I can!

I will!

If he can't make a promise, how can he get sunshine Watson?

......

The third night after advancing to level nine. ...,

As planned, conversations with other magicians are ongoing.

This time. Sitting across from him was a seventh-level magician named Karui.

At the beginning of this kind of meeting plan, Fang Tian was level five. Then, almost every once in a while, you move up the next level. From the first five levels, to the sixth level, to the seventh level, to the eighth level, and now. But it's already level nine.

Each time he moves up the level, the feelings he brings to the person on the other side will be a new look.

When he's level five, the other person thinks, oh, up-and-comer. What exactly is your level. I'm going to put you to the test. Maybe you're just a fool with great talent and a great heritage? Discussing a strict and profound topic with a fool is more foolish than a fool, and making a big joke.

When he's level six, the other party will think, oh, that's amazing, even if he only advances one level, he can be the same as me as a magician.

I want to say it here, that is, for ordinary people on the continent and some middle and low-level martial artists, all cultivators who deal with magical elements are called magicians. A magic apprentice who has not yet entered is called a magician, and a magic apprentice of the ninth level is still a magician. A mage is a magician, and the Sanctuary is still a magician.

As for the magicians themselves, their peers from beginner to level six are called magic apprentices. After advancing to the seventh level, you can be called a magician. In fact, this magician is still a magic apprentice, but after he is called to the seventh level, he will become a "big man" in one place and another.

Big guy, you always have to talk about your identity, right? Isn't it too cheap to call it a magic apprentice? So, in this case, the good name "magician" appears.

Even the seventh level began to talk about identity, so it is conceivable that when it reaches the ninth level, it is even more important to talk about it, and it is necessary to talk about it in a big way!

Therefore, the ninth-level magician is no longer called a magician, but a quasi-mage!

How's that, it's bullish, right?

After transcending the quasi-dharma, it goes without saying, mage, then, teacher, then, sanctuary.

This is the internal term used by the magicians themselves.

When Fang Tian entered the seventh level, the talker sitting opposite, even if it was a ninth-level magician, there was no one who looked at him with a slightly downward gaze. Before, no matter how good he was, no matter how young a genius was, he was just a junior, just a rising star.

But when he reaches the same level as them, who will come to see him? Who is qualified to come to see him?

Then, eight levels.

Before everyone could get used to his new identity, he had already advanced to the ninth level again!

Ninth level, quasi-law!

At this time, let's not talk about those who are also level nine, let me ask, those who are level eight or seventh, or even below, what kind of feeling will they feel when they sit opposite Fang Tian?

This most fundamental level difference, coupled with Fang Tian's suffocating and increasingly suffocating aura and influence......

Therefore, at this time, this seventh-level magician named Kalu was no different from facing Fang Tian and facing the master, and even the deacons were more respectful.

For him, the core of this conversation is to ask for advice, not to discuss.

It's a small question about meditation, it's not big, but it has a lot of impact on the effect of meditation. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )