Starry sky.

The night of the desert, without storms and sand, seems unusually vast, deep and quiet, and has more indescribable charm than during the day.

Deserts are dangerous for most people, and the climate is daunting due to drastic climate changes. However, behind the sinisterness, occasionally, the tenderness of the desert is revealed, and people cannot extricate themselves.

It is Qin Shaoyou's words, "When the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world." ”

Just like this night.

After walking in the Great Desert for so many days before, on a night like today, Fang Tian had only encountered it once, and this was the second time.

However, for the two magicians, Nanfeng and Damu, this beautiful scenery seems to be a fiction.

It's not that the two of them are blind, but here and now, it is impossible for them to put the slightest thought on what "good night", and if they really want to turn a blind eye to the Venerable in front of them, and put their minds on what to feel the surrounding environment, that is a neurosis.

The truth is, both are normal.

Sitting slightly lower in the dunes, breathing as hard as they could, slowly and slowly, the experience of meditation that had accompanied them for a long time since they were primary school students had been working for a long time had finally exerted a great effect on rescuing them from their previous agitated situation.

It doesn't matter what His Holiness will talk to them, whether it's just small talk, or whether it's about the little things or ......

It's a terrible thing to lose your mind.

"We met in a hurry during the day, and I had time to talk to the two of them in detail in the future. I don't know who the two of them are?" Fang Tian asked casually.

It's really a casual conversation. Whether it's the experience of communicating with many magicians in the past. It was still the high position he was in at this time, which made Fang Tian face these two magicians. You don't have to think about anything, just ask. - If he speaks prudently. The two magicians on the other side are afraid that they are going to be uncomfortable.

Just the huge difference in rank can crush the two magicians alive. Although the two magicians couldn't get a glimpse of his cultivation level, but at this time, they were so close and there were no other beings involved or interfering with them, unless these two people were extremely sluggish, they would instinctively feel inexplicable pressure and even palpitate.

Yes, casual, is the best means to relieve stress. In fact. Even between two ordinary people, this is true.

"Venerable Hui asked, the family teacher is an eighth-level magician, and he has passed away more than thirty years ago. "South Wind Channel.

"Venerable Hui asked, the family teacher is a sixth-level magician. Soon after he was accepted as a disciple, his teacher passed away as soon as he started. "Big wooden road.

The answers of both were very decent, and they were like pouring out of a mold, which was very boring. But it makes sense. Fang Tian nodded with a smile, and said, "The process of learning magic by myself is quite special, and it is slightly different from normal conditions. I've always been interested in the introduction of magicians, so I wonder if you can satisfy my curiosity?"

"Don't dare to ask His Holiness. If His Holiness is interested, the two of us should tell us in detail!" Nanfeng hurriedly said in a respectful voice. At this time, Damu was silent, and was represented by the south wind.

Fang Tian asked this for two purposes.

One is to open the topic. Let the other side have something to talk about instead of just listening to him or something, and it is very boring to play a one-man show alone.

Two. It's not about getting to know each other, it's about letting each other "open up" on their own.

Learn what. It was no longer necessary for Fang Tian now. With his current level of cultivation, all the people under the Great Magician are almost transparent in front of him, and at a glance, the other party's physical and mental state, as well as the past and future, almost have a clear trajectory to follow.

At this time, let Nanfeng and the two talk about themselves, just to see how much they are willing to show him.

As the so-called idle is also idle, walking all the way in this long desert until the desert is about to end, he did not meet the caravan, and these two people are the only (two) magicians that Fang Tian has encountered, Fang Tianshun is more willing to point his finger at the two of them.

But this kind of thing, he can't be willing to do it himself, and the other party has to be willing to do it.

Don't say how he is now, pointing out the other party is to look up to the other party, and the other party should be grateful to Dade and thank him in every way.

That's pure nonsense.

Don't talk about others, let's just say Fang Tian himself, when he was a fifth- or sixth-level magician, although he also longed for a teacher and longed for guidance, if a random person came, condescendingly, or even at will, and gave him guidance or something, even if the guidance was in place, he would definitely not be very happy in his heart.

It's not about cultivation.

Even if it's a small grass, it doesn't want to be trampled on at will. -- I don't want to be ignored, indifferent, teased, and trampled on by other beings at will, this is an instinct that comes from the depths of life that all life has, and it has nothing to do with the strength or weakness of this life, let alone the cultivation and morality of this life.

Ever since he saw the vigorous growth of the grass and the use of his own life to form a "lamp" and exclude the surrounding elements, Fang Tian had already deeply understood that even if it was really just a small grass (this is by no means described), no matter how insignificant the grass was, it had its own pride.

In the previous life, there is a record in "The New Language of the World", Huan Wen went north to the north, passed through Jincheng, and saw that the willows planted when he was young were all ten around, and he said: "The tree is still like this, how can people be worthy!"

This is a lament for the passage of time.

And used here, it can also be said that even a small grass knows its brilliance, let alone people?

Therefore, at this time, Fang Tian asked the other party to talk about himself, just to see what the other party's attitude was. Even in the face of the strong, not everyone is willing to "accept it".

"My father was a merchant, the youngest, and the kind that oppressed others and others in the stories you told during the day. Nanfeng said with a slightly wry smile, "My father's wish is to train me to be a merchant, a better trader than him." ”

"When I was nine years old, one day when I was walking with my father on the street, an old man came slowly from the far side of the street and came to my father's stall. Suddenly stopped, but did not look at the goods in the stall. Instead of looking at my father, he said to me, who was standing aside, 'Little one. You have the gift of being a magician, would you like to come with me?'"

Speaking of this, Nanfeng had a look of remembrance on his face, probably the kind that remembered two people at the same time, and once again had a slightly wry smile on his face: "My father thought he had met a liar, so he yelled at that time, and even grabbed the corner of the old man's clothes directly. ”

The old man still didn't look at my father, but still looked at me, and raised his right hand slightly. My father's whole stall slowly floated up, and it was just over half a person high, so he put it down, but my father and the people around him froze, and I froze, and then the old man said, 'Little one, would you like to come with me?'"

"I was young, I didn't know much about anything, I just stood there. Nothing to say. But my father came back to his senses at this time, and quickly let go of the corner of the old man's clothes, and took my hand directly and handed it to the old man's side, and said in a loud voice, "Honorable lord. My son he willing, he willing!'"

Speaking of this, the south wind paused. Then he said, "Venerable, you must know that the old man is my teacher. I didn't know anything about magic or magicians. He was accepted as a disciple by his teacher. ”

"After taking me as a disciple, the teacher settled in a small town not far away. Teach me magic day and night, and so on, and after three years, I gradually got started. Only then did the teacher say to me, 'Xiaofeng, do you know why the teacher accepted you as a disciple?'"

"At that time, my answer was, 'The teacher thinks the disciple's magical talent is better?'" At this point, Nanfeng smiled bitterly again.

"The teacher shook his head directly and said, 'Your magical talent, in the eyes of the teacher, is average. When I walked through the streets that day, I saw that although you were scorched by the scorching sun, you had been standing steadily, unmoving, which is very rare at your age. When the teacher saw it, his heart moved, and when he got closer, he saw that you took out a sweat towel to wipe your sweat, and did not wipe yourself first, but wiped it to your father, who was sweating more than you. ’”

"These two rarities are the reason why the teacher accepted me as a disciple. ”

"I was in a cold sweat at the time, I didn't dare to deceive, I didn't want to deceive, I told Mr. Sù, I didn't move, because I was pulled out by my father from the morning, my legs and feet have already been numb, it's okay not to move, if I move, the roots of my feet hurt, I wiped my father first, and at that time, I just suddenly saw my father sweating profusely, and my heart moved. Normally, I never wiped my father's sweat, but that was the first time. ”

After listening to my words, the teacher did not blame me, but even told me that the third thing that I found today is that I am very honest. At this time, the gratitude and nostalgia on Nanfeng's face were almost the same as what Fang Tian had seen in Andy Eric and many others, "The teacher said again, at your young age, it is very rare to be able to think about your father once in a while, this is nature. If it passes, it will not be a beautiful thing. ”

"After I was promoted to the third level, the teacher left the small city and took me to a big city closest to the small city, and then the teacher took me to visit some adults frequently, all of them were seven or eight level magicians, and there was a quasi-Dharma master. ”

Speaking of this, there were tears in Nanfeng's eyes, "Later, I learned that the teacher's move was because he realized that his life was coming to an end, and he introduced almost all the high-level magicians he met to me soon after he lived, and even asked them to take care of me a little if possible in the future." Soon after, the teacher passed away peacefully. ”

Although this story was a bit familiar, Fang Tian had heard a lot of it when he was in Yanhuang City before, but he still sighed in his heart when he listened to Nanfeng's narration at this time.

This is the passing of the torch in human civilization. Fang Tian's deepest feelings about this world, in addition to the strict sealing of various inheritances such as knowledge, is the teacher to the disciple, in most cases, it really deserves the word "dedication".

No matter how you are, you will never hesitate to lift up your disciples in order to move towards a better and higher level.

Andy's teacher, Eric's teacher, Muro's teacher, Xiyan's teacher......

Wait, wait, wait.

Of course, nothing in the world can never have only sunlight without shadow or darkness, and that is unrealistic, and the same is true of the relationship between teachers and students. However, there are times when it is not good and there is no need to condemn it too much, because things in the world always make people helpless, and the good ones can be praised to the fullest.

Because the lives of those who have made these beautiful deeds are scorching from the inside out.

For such a life, whether it was a cultivator or an ordinary person, Fang Tian would understand and respect it.

After the teacher's death, Nanfeng later received the help of several magicians, and it was under the guidance of one of them that he was promoted from the fifth level to the sixth level. It's just that after his sixth level, within a few years, the teacher's former deceased people have basically passed away.

His own qualifications are average, and he has lost the guidance and support of his elders, so although he has been practicing for more than ten years, he has still been stuck at the sixth level, and it is difficult to break through.

At this point, Fang Tian bowed his head slightly from time to time, but he didn't say anything until this time.

The southerly wind situation is a relatively common situation on the continent at present, and it is not an exception. Qualifications, inheritance, teaching, and hard work, these four main aspects of cultivation, there are always people who have shortcomings in one or two, three or four different ways.

Then, under the shortcomings, most of this cultivator showed various ways of behaving.

Whether it is longitudinal exploration, or horizontal networking, or upward climbing, or downward bullying, there are really too many kinds of things to mention, and just "On the Life Choices of Cultivators After Difficulty in Promoting to the Point of Hopelessness" can be a big article, and thus outline the appearance of most of the forces in the spiritual world.

After the south wind, there is the big tree.

The situation of Oki is much the same as that of the south wind.

In the same way, Damu and Nanfeng both had a good teacher, and this teacher also died early.

Different, it's Da Mu's teacher who died earlier, not to mention taking Da Mu to visit and make friends, and even teaching Da Mu didn't have a long time, almost Da Mu had just become a first-level small magic apprentice, and the magician passed away, and then Da Mu groped alone, relying on the sixth-level inheritance that the teacher gave him before his death.

It's really hard to move forward, every step of the way, it's extremely difficult.

In Damu's statement, the most prominent is the word "difficult". Finally has someone to talk to his heart's content, and Da Mu is out tonight, as if he wants to completely pour out the pain and hardship of most of his life.

This is actually quite normal.

Although the magician and the martial artist are both cultivators, these two kinds of cultivators are very different.

No matter what, because in general, there are a large number of people, whether it is a small town, a small city, or a big city, it is easy to find a partner and make friends with each other for a long time. ――Let me ask the martial artists in the world, whether it is the first, second, third, or fourth, fifth, sixth, who doesn't have three or five friends?

It's just that there is something unsatisfactory, when three or five friends get together, and after a meal, most of the unsatisfactory will be dispersed.

And the magician? Don't think about such a good thing!

When I was practicing, I was already lonely, and I hadn't heard of any two magic apprentices meditating and cultivating together, and as for adulthood, magicians also had partners, but for various reasons, there were not many people who could drink and talk about life and cultivation like a martial artist.

Oki is one of them.

Many things are difficult or inconvenient to say to the south wind that gets along day and night, and at this time, in front of the unfathomable Venerable, Damu has no worries, just like to a teacher, and confides in him to his heart's content.

Say loneliness, say grievances, say hardship. (To be continued......)