As a magician, Zhannaya's life can be described as decent, and it seems a bit lackluster to talk about.

He is not that kind of special genius, but his cultivation speed is not slow, the teacher he worships is not too good, but he is also a ninth-level magician, and following the teacher's pace, ten, twenty, thirty years...... Walking like this, slowly, in silence, he also reached the height of the teacher.

Outside of practice, Jhanaya also has a friendly circle of magicians.

The people in this circle are one, second, and third, fourth, fifth, and sixth, and seventh, eighth, and ninth levels.

The first, second, and third levels were those who knew each other in the early years, and except for a few one or two, most of the others had long since neglected to communicate, and the once friendly relationship had almost degenerated into passers-by, or nodding acquaintances. And the reason for the neglect of contacts is not that either side of the two sides is contemptuous or withdrawn, but that the status gap is large, and many times they are naturally separated.

In the meantime, there is not even a trace. When I found out that I was unfamiliar, I couldn't find a reason to get close again. So, on the basis of nature, again naturally, alienated, distant, diluted, forgotten.

The fourth, fifth, and sixth levels are basically those who met in middle age, and when they were middle-aged, Zhan Naya practiced to the intermediate stage of magicians, and then it was logical to know a group of magicians at the intermediate level.

Middle age is a special stage of life.

After the former youth, I have found the direction of life and have been walking for decades, what kind of material I am and what kind of height I will reach in this life. It's probably clear that I won't have too many unrealistic dreams.

Zhanoa as a teenager. The aspiration is to become a great magician, a great magician in the mouth of the bard.

Zhanoa in middle age. He has long known that whether it is a great magician of the actual rank or a great magician in the mouth of the bard, to him, it can only be a legend. It's really too far, too far, so far that even as a dream, it's too extravagant.

So, decisively put it down.

But for the higher level of practice. Zhanoya still has a firm yearning and momentum. "The yearning of a certain life is to become a mage. Zhannaya said so, in the circle of his friends who were fourth, fifth, or sixth level magicians.

In fact, there are other people in the circle who say this, but after a long time, everyone finds that what others say is just talking, and only Zhannaya really thinks so and does it.

The Tao is different. Do not conspire with each other.

It's like a drop of oil falling into water, and at first, the oil and water feel like they're about the same as each other, and they can come and go. Can be friends. But after a little longer, oil and water were found in each other. It really doesn't fit together.

Then leave.

This departure is several years.

In fact, Zhannaia did not travel far. It's a deep dwelling. After experiencing previous interactions, Zhannaya consciously saw through something. In the past, I always felt that if I neglected to socialize. will be forgotten by the outside world, so in addition to cultivation, Zhan Naya is still very keen on traveling.

But now, Zhannaya is deeply aware of the meaninglessness and vanity in it. The so-called social travel is just a waste of time with a group of boring people. Occasionally, I talk about discussing practice, but how much do you actually talk about practice?

Less than once in 10!

If you really talk about it, people will still look at you strangely. -- Such a good time, you want to talk about cultivation? haha. "Dude, don't be so serious, let it go!" is often said by someone who says something like that.

Now, then, there is no longer any travel, but Zhannaya does not feel any uneasiness.

For Zhannaya knew that his old friends were still the same. - They're always the same, and it seems like nothing will change in a hundred years.

And Zhannaya didn't want to be like that, so he left.

I don't know why, my mind has become very fixed, my mind has become very idle, the sky has become lofty, and the whole person has become open, and in such a state, Zhannaya, who has concentrated on cultivation, has been rewarded accordingly. He rose to rank seven, then level eight, at a rate that surprised him.

From level six to level eight, it only took six years, and there was a big stage in it. And before, it took him eight years just to go from level five to level six!

It's so fast that I can't say it's like a dream.

But it's not a dream, it's real.

However, after reaching the eighth level, Zhan Naya also found that the speed of cultivation had slowed down suddenly, as if it had been abnormal in the previous years, and now, it had returned to "normal".

Coupled with the fact that he was still thinking about the world, he had not asked about the world for several years, and now, Zhan Naya decided to put aside his practice for the time being and go out to breathe. Moreover, in terms of practice, there are also some accumulated problems that need to be discussed with others. The teacher has long passed away, and now when I encounter the problem of cultivation, in addition to thinking about it myself, I can only find someone to discuss.

Zhannaya, who went out of the customs at the beginning, must have entered the original circle.

It's still the original recipe, it's still the same taste. After six years, Zhannaya found that his old friends were really the same, and they hadn't changed at all. The fourth-level is still the fourth, the fifth-level is still the fifth, the sixth-level is still the sixth, and there are very few promotions.

And those old friends found that Zhan Naya had changed, from the sixth level of the previous level to the current eighth level, from the former intermediate magician to the current high-level magician, sitting on eight and looking at nine.

used to be an equal, but now they need to look up to the big guys!

Then Zhannaya found that some of these old friends, who had been unusually proud, slick, sophisticated, or not very fond of dealing with him, were now almost all respectful and awe-inspiring, and of course, eager and flattering.

I haven't been in for six years, but as soon as I came in, I suddenly became the absolute core figure, all the topics, all the attention and focus, revolved around him, others. It's all a foil.

It feels good, Zhannaya said to herself.

But. But it's ridiculous.

Shake your head to yourself again in your heart. After enjoying it two or three times, Zhannaya stayed away again. -- Such a circle. It doesn't make any sense.

In this way, Zhanoya came to the imperial capital from his hometown or small city.

The imperial capital, a place where cultivators gather, should be able to find like-minded friends there.

After coming to the imperial capital, Zhan Naya was glad that he had come to the right place, and even a little regretful. Didn't come sooner. But when he thought about it again, he shook his head and smiled, if there was no previous journey, he would be the one at the sixth level, if he came to the imperial capital, I am afraid that he would be uncertain and lost.

At this time, it's just right.

It is said that a good meal is not afraid of being late!

The Imperial Capital is as imagined before, there are really too many cultivators here. And the magicians of the seventh, eighth, and ninth levels, every day, can meet a large number of them on the streets.

In such an environment, I have the idea of making friends with my heart. Naturally, Zhannaya befriended a large number of high-level magicians, and. With sincere consultation or discussion, many of his spiritual problems. The answer has also been found.

Everything is fine, everything is moving in a better direction.

But slowly. Zhannaya found something less comfortable.

These high-level magicians, I don't know what's going on, it's too practical, it's terrifyingly practical.

For example, "Lao Zhan, at our age, we should also understand that the eighth and ninth levels are our lives, this person, if you don't accept your fate, you can't do it." Another example, "Lao Zhan, look at my disciples, which one do you think is the best?"

Well, always.

I talked to you about how to break through and become a master, and you told me that people should accept their fate; I talked to you about your own cultivation, and you were more enthusiastic about talking about disciples, and you were even more asking, Lao Zhan, why don't you accept disciples, you should accept them."

Oh, what a "should"!

Slowly, Zhan Naya discovered that the imperial capital was indeed a place where cultivators gathered, however, in essence, this place was actually an enlarged hometown, except for more people and more prosperous, more cultivators, and a higher level of cultivators, there seemed to be little difference in others.

At least, the kind of "like-minded" friend, he did not find.

Perhaps, I should go to Yanhuang City to have a look?

News from the far south, along with the merchants, with the bards, with a number of other channels, slowly, also reached here. In the streets and alleys, in the hotel restaurant, Zhan Naya heard about the Son of God and Yanhuang City, and it is said that more and more cultivators are going there, and it has gradually become the "first city in the world" for cultivators.

The first city in the world!

City of Cultivators!

Zhan Naya really wanted to go there, more than once, and even once, he was about to leave.

But it didn't work out in the end. It's really too far away from Nantian. This is the Western Continent, Zhan Naya repeatedly inquired, if you want to go to Yanhuang City, you have to cross a huge Middle Continent in the middle, enter the Southern Continent, and then you can reach Yanhuang City, where the son of God is located.

Moreover, the Yanhuang City is at the very southern tip of the Southern Continent.

It's a long way off. Of course, remoteness itself is not a problem, the problem is that his cultivation is too low, only at the level of an eighth-level magician.

The eighth-level magician is considered high in his hometown, but just being in the imperial capital is not enough to see, and he is unknown in the crowd. And if it were placed on the entire continent, it would probably be a small shadow gone.

The long journey and the low level of cultivation have given birth to countless twists and turns and variables in the middle.

After much thought, Zhan Naya decided to slow down. Even if you want to go, you have to wait for your cultivation to go further, and wait until you reach the ninth level and you can't go to the next level. And after making up his mind, Zhan Naya once again faded out of the circle of new friends.

His ambition, his yearning, is in the mage.

And not this group of very "practical" old guys who are content with the achievements of high-level magicians.

Perhaps, there will be a large number of people around the city lord and the city commander who can make him yearn for and look up? Unfortunately, the threshold there is too high, and Zhan Naya has never had a chance to enter. The most he can do is to take a walk in the imperial capital square in the center of the city in his spare time, and look at the two mansions from afar with an inexplicable mood.

Slowly, unconsciously, what was once the eighth level gradually went to the ninth level.

And today, it was the first time to set foot in front of the City Lord's Mansion.

Although I still can't get into the house, I can see it up close, isn't it?

But what exactly does it mean to be a medicine that promotes spiritual practice?

Returning to the residence, playing with and looking at the pills in his hand, Zhan Naya's mind involuntarily diverged, thinking of the past, one by one, all of them. By the time he woke up, it was already the dead of night when it was time to rest.

"Alas, is it really old?" Zhan Naya shook his head and smiled bitterly. In such a situation of being in a daze for most of the day, the first twenty years, the first ten years, no, even the first few years, there is absolutely none.

If we delay any longer, we will probably not have a chance at all!

Zhannaya's heart suddenly gave rise to a sense of vigilance. There was bound to be a late practice, and from this day on, Zhannaya decided to practice one more magic every day.

After a while, after sitting down on the bed, after thinking about it, Zhan Naya still had the mentality of trying, and took a pill in exchange, the lowest kind, and put it in his mouth. He didn't swallow it, but when he held it in his mouth like a honey fruit, he stirred it slightly, then closed his eyes and meditated, and no longer paid attention to it.

Any thing like a wild boar grass can be exchanged for something, and its value can be imagined.

I don't know what tricks the City Lord's Mansion is doing.

The reason why Zhannaya went to collect herbs was not to change any medicine, but because the place where the medicine was changed was the City Lord's Mansion! If it wasn't the City Lord's Mansion, but to change somewhere else, he wouldn't pay attention to such news. (To be continued.) )