The two gentlemen, Sharjah and Anderson, did not have the consciousness of being guinea pigs, so they listened to Fang Tian's nonsense with great interest.

After Fang Tian instilled in them brain-dead ideas such as "a master is to dare to be the first in the world" and got their initial recognition and affirmation, he told them two more stories.

The first story is that legend says that in a place called the Yellow Spring, there was a deep pool, and the water in it was called the Netherworld. In the pond grows a plant called the Nine Shades Lotus. This kind of lotus has only one flower every thousand years, and the flower has nine petals and nine knots. After the lotus seeds are ripe, a zero-level magic apprentice eats them, and eating one lotus seed can increase the level by one level, and eating nine seeds in a row can go all the way to level nine. Then dig up a section of the lotus stem and eat it, and immediately be promoted to magician. The whole process only takes three days.

When Sharjah heard this story, his eyes widened even more round than the compass drawn.

Then Fang Tian said leisurely: "It is said that this kind of water is ...... the water you bathed in."

When Fang Tian said this, he suddenly stopped talking.

"What's wrong with the water that bathed us?" said Anderson, whose neck was stretched out so long that he could barely catch up with a giraffe.

If I hadn't had Xiao Nian's dementia, I was talking about magicians just now, and I didn't say you martial artists, what are you anxious about?" Fang Tianyun glanced at Anderson lightly, and sighed leisurely: "In addition to the one just now, I have also heard another story. ”

What?

Sharjah and Anderson didn't bother to ask questions, and immediately entered a state of high concentration.

"You martial artists are divided into nine levels, right?" Fang Tianxian asked Anderson.

"That's right. Anderson nodded.

"Then what are you above the ninth level?" Fang Tian asked again. When he said this, Fang Tian's heart even flashed with a trace of unbearability. ――Isn't it too cruel for me to fool two natives like this?

Forgive me, God, I'm just a pure child.

"What's above the ninth level?" Anderson looked at Fang Tian like a monster: "Little brother, you haven't woken up, have you? It's been a long time since I've heard of anyone on the continent who has been promoted to the ninth level." ”

"Alas!" Fang Tian shook his head compassionately, "There is a frog in the well used in our compound, and this frog looks at it every day and thinks, why is it so big this day? If I go out, I can jump three times a day, and I'd better stay in the well and not go out. Uncle, do you know the name of this little story? It's called 'Sitting in the Well and Watching the Sky'. ”

Sitting in a well and watching the sky?

At this moment, whether it was Sharjah or Anderson, it was a shock in their hearts.

On the one hand, they were amazed by the story itself, and on the other hand, what did Fang Tian mean when he said that Anderson was sitting in the well and watching the sky?

I remember that Fang Tian just asked, what was above the ninth level, and then Anderson replied that it had been a long time since no one in the continent had been promoted to the ninth level, right?

Right?

The two of them repeatedly recalled every word and every word that Fang Tian said just now, until it was confirmed, the two people with a huge difference in strength looked at each other at this time, and then Sharjah said with a solemn expression: "Little friend, you mean ......?"

"I didn't say anything. Fang Tian shook his head, "Senior, uncle, I'll continue to tell you this second story." ”

What kind of story is applicable to a martial artist? Naturally, it has to be Jin Daxia's novel. Li Xunhuan's Xiao Li TM's flying knife is too strong and not applicable to this world, so, Dugu seeks defeat children's shoes, please cooperate, there is a scene here, you need to play it.

Fang Tian took a deep breath, then calmed down, then sat down with his body properly, and began to speak in a light tone:

"Legend has it that a long, long time ago, there was a fourth-level warrior who accidentally cut off his left arm while fighting. Although it is not the right hand that is injured, the right hand can still hold a sword and fight, but ......

The martial artist looked down at his empty left arm, and said with a miserable smile: "Everyone says that I am a genius, and I myself thought that one day, I would step by step to the peak of the ninth rank, but now, my left arm is actually gone. Since ancient times, has anyone seen a one-armed ninth-level martial artist? No! I'm done!'

Hopes for the future were dashed all at once. The goal that I have been striving for disappeared all at once. ,

This fourth-level martial artist closed his eyes, and then jumped off the edge of the cliff......"

Fang Tian paused deliberately when he said this.

Sharjah and Anderson, who had never heard of such a thing as "the law of immortality of the protagonist", asked in a tight voice, "What happened?"

However, although they hadn't heard of the law of immortality of the protagonist, they also knew that there must be a following to the story told by Fang Tian, and the following is the focus of this story.

"Later, ah......" Fang Tian raised his head, looking at a large white cloud floating in the sky, and his tone became as fluttering as the white cloud: "This guy has a big life, and he can't even fall to death like this." Halfway up the cliff there was a thousand-year-old pine tree that hung on him so that he did not fall. ”

This man is indeed TM's fate!

This was the first thought in the minds of Sharjah and Anderson at this time. Then the second thought is that if you encounter an enemy in the future, even if you hit him and jump off the cliff, you must make up for it!

In fact, they don't know, even if they make up for it, it won't work if they meet the protagonist. The protagonist is either born with a crooked heart that is a little crooked than the average person, or he is wearing a gold silk dress that he cheated from his girlfriend, or he has a flower and a copper plate hanging on his belt, and he has an unknown small object that even the stall owner doesn't know where it came from......

After this fourth-level martial artist woke up, he found that he was not dead, and he didn't want to jump off the cliff for a second time for a while, so he leaned on the big pine tree to rest, ready to rest and jump again. But just as he sat down, he suddenly noticed a piece on the side of the cliff not far away, and there seemed to be something on it. ”

Here's the point!

Sharjah and Anderson all had their ears pricked up.

This fourth-level martial artist with a broken arm walked over, only to find that it was actually a tomb. There is a stele in front of the tomb, and there is no name on the stele, but only a line of words is engraved. Speaking of this, Fang Tian paused again.

Sharjah and Anderson's attention improved a little more.

"The sword demon is invincible in the world, but buries the sword. Woohoo! The heroes are tied, the long sword is sharp, and they are not sad!" Fang Tian muttered this sentence, and at the same time admired Jin Yong's hero in his heart.

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