As soon as Long Aotian's words were finished, there was a sudden change in front of him.

I saw that the stone tablet and the words on the tablet were all turned into powder, and fell to the ground in a slump, and in the blink of an eye, they were mixed with the sand, gravel and soil on the island, and there was no difference from it.

(Go to the second stele!) Inside and outside the venue, countless people were shouting silently from the bottom of their hearts.) ）

Long Aotian really lived up to expectations and walked towards the second stone tablet.

When he got closer, Long Aotian found that the second stone tablet was still full of vigorous and powerful characters: "Who are you?"

Who am I?

Long Aotian was stunned again.

I am the son of Kaspersky, who is a sixth-level martial artist. I am a student of the teacher, and the teacher is a great magician. My name is Long Aotian, but in the past few years of traveling to the mainland, I have seen a lot of dragons. Some of them arched in the dirt, some of them lay on their stomachs next to the flames, and even if they looked extraordinary, they were nothing more than reptiles.

My dragon is proud of the sky, even if it is a reptile, it will grow wings and fly into the sky!

(Hearing this, Little Red-Haired Grote was shocked physically and mentally.) ）

"Who are you?" the big characters on the stone tablet shook in front of Long Aotian's eyes.

Long Aotian no longer hesitated, and said, "I am a person who stands on the ground and looks up at the sky. ”

After saying this, this stone tablet turned into powder like the one just now.

(By this point, many people have stopped holding their breath and have forgotten to breathe altogether.)

Long Aotian walked towards the third stone tablet.

The third stele, like the first two, is identical, with the same line of large characters on it: "Where are you going?"

Where am I going?

Long Aotian turned his head and looked around.

On the island, there is nothing but this stone monument.

Isn't it possible that after a while, this stele will also turn into dust?

Coming to the island, I walked towards the stele. The first stele disappeared and I walked to the second stele. The second stele disappeared, and I walked over to the third stele.

If this third stele is also gone, where else can I go?

Long Aotian raised his eyes and looked into the distance.

Beyond the horizon, the sea is vast. The wind and waves in the distance are still monstrous. Surrounded by boundless wind and waves, this small island looks so small. And standing on this small island, he is even more insignificant.

"I want to go to heaven, but I have no way to reach the sky. Looking at the stone stele, Long Aotian said softly.

(At this point, inside and outside the field, it seems that even the night breeze has stopped.) No, not as if, but that the breeze really stopped. But when countless magicians heard this, their hearts unconsciously tightened, forming a large-scale phenomenon of elemental pan-control. ）

After Long Aotian's words were finished, sure enough, just like the previous two times, this third stone tablet, the last stone tablet left on the island, also turned into powder.

But at this moment, the island shook violently.

Long Aotian didn't have time to react before he was shaken and fell to the ground. And when he got up from the ground in a daze, he was shocked to see that in the center of this small island, a bluestone staircase, from the ground, slanted, led far into the sky.

Where it leads, Long Aotian doesn't know. Because there were clouds and mist that obscured his vision.

Long Aotian came to the center of the island, walked to the stone staircase, and looked up.

The next moment, he lifted his feet, stepped up the stone staircase, and walked up step by step towards the top of the stone staircase.

In the bated breath of tens of thousands of people, in the silence of miles and tens of miles, the clear voice said: "What will happen next? ”...,

Wow!

After a brief silence, there was an uproar!

"Your Excellency Fang Tian, don't, let's talk about it again!" someone shouted loudly.

The man shouted, and hundreds of voices echoed him. However, although it was echoed by hundreds of voices, it was obviously a bit sparse, scattered everywhere, and not loud.

More people, just silently looking forward to it.

But in fact, most people know it in their hearts, especially those who have already heard Fang Tian's story a few times.

Sure enough, those who were close, those who had elemental sensing extended to this side, saw Fang Tian shake his head, and then, stood up and walked down the hillside.

So then, everyone knows that the next time is really only the next time you can hear it.

But when is the next time?

"Brother, when will you talk about it next time??" When Fang Tian walked down and walked to the bonfire of the Maple Forest Mercenary Group, Xiao Qiqi was the first to pounce, got into his arms, let him hold it, and sat on the edge of the bonfire.

"Can you understand this story, a little hairy girl?" Fang Tian said with a smile.

"It's not a little hairy girl, you can understand!" Xiao Qiqi writhed in Fang Tian's arms like a caterpillar.

This little girl!

Fang Tian shook his head and chuckled.

But this time, it was not only Xiao Qiqi, the little hairy girl, who couldn't hold her breath, but even Owen couldn't help but say to Fang Tian: "Little brother, when will you talk about it next?" Frank Skinny Monkey and the others shouted even more blindly, they and Fang Tian, of course, are not outside.

Haha, Fang Tian's heart paused, and said to Owen and the others with a smile: "Let me ask you a question, if you can answer it, I will talk about it immediately." When to answer, when will I speak. Listen up!"

"There are many cities in the Empire, you all know that. Now let's say there are 100 cities, and then we dig a river between each two cities to distinguish them. Next, let's use red for this city and green for that city, so how many colors do we need to make any two adjacent cities different colors?"

After Fang Tian finished speaking, he laughed in his heart.

It's not interesting to let these big guys answer such a question.

Hearing Fang Tian say this question, Owen was dumbfounded, Anderson was dumbfounded, Grote was dumbfounded, Frank Skinny Monkey and others were dumbfounded, and then, by the campfire, everyone in Maple Forest fell into deep thought.

Little Loli's big eyes blinked and turned.

Karin clasped her hands together and grinded and grinded.

Even Xiao Qiqi, a little hairy girl, was muttering in her mouth, and even her good-looking little brows were wrinkled. Fang Tian smiled and stretched out his hand, put it on her forehead, and gently wiped it back and forth.

Xiao Qiqi was dissatisfied, snorted a few times, then broke down from Fang Tian's arms, ran two steps, sat down, found a small pebble on the ground, and began to draw circles one by one.

This little girl can't even count the numbers, and what kind of circles do she draw.

Fang Tian shook his head amusedly.

However, inspired by this little man, Owen and many others at the campfire picked up stones and drew circles.

A circle represents a city.

However, they didn't paint alone, and dozens of brothers in the maple forest began to gather together.

Let you draw it, and see if you can draw this problem until dawn! I hope you mallets don't think that a hundred cities can be arranged in different ways, otherwise, don't blame me for thinking about it. ...,

Fang Tian took a piece of meat of unknown game, skewered it with bamboo slices and put it on the side of the fire and roasted it carefully until the oil-charred meat was old and the fragrance was scattered, and then he brought it to the front, and the wind blade was used as a knife, cutting off a piece and putting it in his mouth.

Phew!

Despite this, Fang Tian still chewed slowly, destroying this piece of roasted meat piece by piece.

As the night wore on, far and near, many people began to disperse.

No one said to Fang Tian, "Your Excellency Fang Tian, let's go back to sleep" or anything like that, many people just silently clasped their fists or bowed slightly in the direction of this side. This is also the custom of this place.

However, those mercenary groups who had befriended Feng Lin, as well as some magicians who were familiar with or communicated with Fang Tian, began to gather towards this campfire.

The mercenary group must be indispensable to the two leaders of redstone and wolf fang.

As for the magicians, there are things like Lobel, who communicated with Fang Tian in the early days, and Wayne recently.

After a while, the scene began to liven up.

However, compared to the thousands of people just now, the current scene can be regarded as belonging to a circle that is relatively close to Fang Tian.

Since he knew that Fang Tian never put on a show, whether it was Clio, Stanley and the others with redstone wolf teeth, or those little mercenary group leaders and town group mages who only had a few kittens, they were all just slightly respectful and then greeted Fang Tian more closely and more casually.

However, no matter how close he was, no one would come up and pat Fang Tian on the shoulder or anything, that was a move or privilege that only the brothers in the Maple Forest would have.

Anyway, Fang Tian was already a seventh-level magician after all.

On others, a seventh-level magician, if he can mix it up, even if he goes to the big city, he can already be regarded as a person with some status.

This point is obvious in Wayne and others. Compared with the local forces in Redstone Town, their attitude towards Fang Tian was obviously a little more restrained.

In fact, by now, it should be said that any magician under the mage would show some restraint in front of Fang Tian. Even the likes of the eighth and ninth levels above the seventh level will be no exception.

Even if he didn't say anything else, this Your Excellency Fang Tian's promotion speed was really too high......

In March of this year, he was level three.

It's July now, and your Excellency has kept pace with the months and advanced to the seventh level.

What about his next level?

What about the next level?

What about the next level?

Is it in October of this year, oh, this Excellency has gone from the eighth and ninth levels all the way to the mage?

On this point, not to mention the other magicians, even Sharjah and even Sailor and others, did not dare to express any opinion on this. Without it, there is really no precedent for the promotion of this children's shoes to refer to. [To be continued "This text is provided by.] If you like this work, you are welcome to ◣◥ to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, your support is my biggest motivation. 】