Assistant God of Life in Another World

After the two magicians left with the boy, the campfire fell into an eerie silence.

Needless to say, Azhong, Adong and others were about twenty steps away from them. The real "beside the campfire" was also silent at this time. The orderly people stopped walking, and the crowd fell into silence starting from a few warriors, and the bard who was telling the story enthusiastically also stopped telling the story.

Because a real seemingly silent but extremely thrilling story was happening not far from them just now.

"grown ups……"

After a long time, Ah Zhong said so in an extremely dry voice.

He can only say "My Lord", because besides that, he doesn't know what he should say or what he can say at this moment.And even just saying these two words made him feel extremely difficult.It seemed that there was an extremely huge and invisible pressure suppressing him, including his body and mind, suffocating him.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's go back." Fang Tian said lightly, then got up first, and slowly walked back towards the way we came.

Here, obviously can't stay anymore.

Ah Zhong, Ah Dong and others followed silently, while the other people around the campfire, including those around, all looked at each other silently, and no one dared to follow without authorization.

"It's getting late, everyone, let's rest." After returning to the tent, Fang Tian just said this, and entered the state of closing his eyes to calm his mind.

How can poor Ah Zhong, Ah Dong and others rest?Last night, because they were in the midst of great changes and anxiety, they couldn't rest much. Today, if there are no special circumstances, they should be able to sleep peacefully tonight after getting along with each other this day. Unfortunately, this happened again ...

Among the few people, the one with the most violent and frequent psychological fluctuations is Mr. Magician. Although he got the promise from the Potion Master during the day, after his own witness just now, the weight of that promise in his heart suddenly became stronger. In between, it suddenly became more than ten times or a hundred times heavier?

If he could really get the guidance of the Potion Master, his fate would definitely change!

And if he misses this opportunity...

Mr. Magician understands very well that in this life, no, even if he is given ten lives and ten lives, it is very unlikely that he will encounter such an opportunity again...

This kind of thought made him excited and tormented. Reason told him to calm down, calm down, and think about the question that the Potion Master gave him, but the instinct from the body and mind made him feel the same from the inside out. She was trembling and excited all the time, unable to settle down and think about any problems.

This situation, which he knew was wrong but was powerless to change, made him suffer even more, but there was nothing he could do for a while.

Seeing that if he sat down in the tent, the whole person would be burned from the inside to the outside by the "fire". into the holy lake.

Perhaps, only the lake water at night can calm him down...

In fact, he wasn't the only one doing this.

The four of them, including Adong Asi, were also restless. The feeling that a huge opportunity was in front of them but they didn't know how to grasp it also tortured them to the point of going crazy. After seeing someone set an example, they naturally couldn't bear it any longer. Can't help but also plunged into the lake.

Here, there, there is no need to elaborate on the speculations and turmoil caused by that incident in the hearts of many people.

One night, just like that.

Regarding the psychological activities of the few people who came here from the errands, Fang Tian only kept unknown and ignored the psychological activities of the few people who came here last night and at this time. .One side is to feel the lake light and water color in the early morning, and the other side is to stop when encountering a stall.

This is a large-scale trade fair held every five years in the grassland.

Merchants from the entire prairie and even from around the prairie set up stalls here, and many merchants have been preparing for several years just for this rally.So it is conceivable that this meeting is still very interesting.

In the previous Song Dynasty, a book called "Tokyo Menghualu" (Tokyo here refers to Kaifeng, the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty, which is different from Luoyang in the Western capital), which recalled the life in the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty, has such a description:

Exit the Suzaku Gate until you reach the Longjin Bridge.From the south of Zhouqiao, there are water rice, boiled meat and dried dried meat in the street.Badgers, wild foxes, dried meat, and chickens in front of the Wanglou.Meijia Lujia geese, ducks, chickens, free belly lungs, eel buns, chicken skin, kidney kidneys, and minced chicken, each costing only fifteen yuan.Cao's family eats.Go to Suzaku Gate, spin-fried lamb, white sausage, preserved bream, frozen fish head, ginger bean seeds, mozang, red shredded, batch-cut sheep's head, spicy feet, ginger and spicy radish.Xiayue hemp curd chicken skin, hemp drink fine powder, vegetarian gauze sugar, ice and snow cold yuanzi, crystal soap, raw water papaya, medicinal papaya, chicken head rice sugar, mung bean, licorice ice and snow water, lychee paste, mustard Melon, pickled vegetables, apricot slices, plum ginger, lettuce shoots, mustard melon spinach, finely seasoned glutinous rice, sweet candy seeds, Jiandao sugar lychees, Yue plums, Lidao perilla paste, golden silk party plums, and fragrant jasmine In Yuan Dynasty, they are all stored in plum red boxes.Dongyue pan rabbit, roasted pork skin, wild duck, dripping crisp crystal carp, fried clips, pig offal, etc., until the brain meat at Longjin Bridge, which is called miscellaneous chewing, until the third watch.

Fang Tian remembered that when he first saw this place, he was really greedy.

At that time, I was traveling in the Northland, and I read this book for leisure in the evening. I had already taken a bath, lay on the bed, flipped through the book, and was about to go to sleep. Seeing this, it really didn’t work. Two forces in my heart were at war, and I fought for several times. Fan, after all, desire overwhelmed rational control, and went straight out the door, and came to the barbecue city, which was a bit more distinctive.

Just one person, he ordered most of all the things in the barbecue city, and let the shopkeeper look at him with crazy eyes. I guess he still doubts whether he has the ability to pay, or his thoughts, and is afraid that this guy is thinking about it. After eating and drinking, he ran away. (For store owners, such examples are not without exception.)

In fact, looking into it one by one, the things described in the book may not all be very delicious, and even if some things were brought to Fang Tian's mouth, he would definitely shake his head and refuse, too lazy to taste them.

But I just can't stand this kind of frenzied enumeration or "exhaustive enumeration".

Damn, when the author wrote this paragraph, he definitely had bad intentions.

The reason why Fang Tian thought of this passage in the book at this time was because he was walking on a "street" like this, where all kinds of goods from east, west, north, south, and all directions gathered here and displayed them in booths. Stacked in tents one by one, it is definitely worthy of a "dazzle".

All kinds of fur and fur products, all kinds of mountain goods (dry goods), all kinds of long and short shapes of swords, guns, bows and swords, all kinds of paper pens and inks, all kinds of alcohol, all kinds of woven products, all kinds of bone products (things like ivory, etc.) , all kinds of statues carved and polished from beautiful stones (as large as the height of several people, as small as the size of a finger), all kinds of strange and rare woods and seedlings...

There are really all kinds of things, and there are everything.

Even, Fang Tian saw something that he thought would never exist here, a piece of clothing woven from a transparent silk-like thing that looked like a women's dress from his previous life, it was an exhibit of a big merchant , However, this thing is not for sale, but for exhibition as a rare treasure...

Later, Fang Tian also saw a booth related to his current "identity".

All kinds of herbs and their products are displayed on that stall. In other words, this is a stall for potion masters.This is also a stall of a big merchant. In the tent where the stall is located, there are as many as dozens of people with elemental fluctuations on their bodies...

All of this made Fang Tian sigh, it was a worthwhile trip!

Not only was it an eye-opener in terms of various goods, but more importantly, through these goods, Fang Tian had an understanding of the various ecology of the prairie and its surroundings, from small to large, from point to surface to extremely rich, Very specific, very real understanding.

And the most direct result is that after several days of touring like this, Fang Tian virtualized a map of the prairie and its surroundings in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The map is not the point, the point is that there are thousands of properties in this "map"...

Or to put it more directly, if the scene in Fang Tian's Sea of ​​Consciousness can be truly projected to the outside world at this time, then the "map" in his mind and the real situation in the prairie and its surroundings outside are likely to be true or false Difficult to distinguish.

It was also because of this impromptu behavior this time that Fang Tian had an idea.

In the future, he would like to virtualize the entire continent, or the entire planet, its topography, surface and products, in his sea of ​​consciousness as richly as possible on the basis of reality.Well, just treat it as a leisure or game.

On the night of the third day, before the end of the three-day deadline given by Fang Tian, ​​Ah Zhong said to Fang Tian, ​​"My lord, I have made it clear that a magician entering the seventh level of cultivation is not just about cultivation."

"Not just cultivation? Oh, what else is there?" Fang Tian asked.

"My lord, after the ninth level, if you still want to be promoted, there must be something else that cannot be obtained by practicing alone!"

Ah Zhong said it with absolute certainty. In fact, he was gambling. He was making a gamble. Whether it was right or not, after several days of thinking and making up his mind repeatedly, he had already made up his mind. Now he said it without any hesitation:

"It was the story of the magical rabbit that the adults told me. The adults asked me a few days ago, what would I do if I were that person. My answer at the time was, if it were me, I would only do one The first thing is to devote myself wholeheartedly to magic cultivation, strive to be promoted to a ninth-level magician in half or even less time than before, and then travel around the world to find opportunities."

"Thinking about it at this time, there is something wrong."

"It is certain to concentrate on cultivation, but the most important thing here is that I will not do some things in the past after doing it again. Maybe there are also some things that I would not do before, and now I will do them. Do."

After saying this, Ah Zhong tightly closed his lips, with a tense expression, waiting for the verdict.

He didn't know how he would react if the Master Potion Master in front of him gave a negative answer.

Adong Assi and the others who also witnessed the incident were all silent, not daring to make any noise.One breath, two breaths, three breaths... At this moment, A Dong even seemed to hear the sound of time around him...

It seems to be extremely short, and it seems to be extremely long, it seems to be just a few breaths, and it seems that decades have passed. After that, A Dong heard a voice saying: "Turn around, start, this lake, you are like a few days ago. Like that night, jump down, go to the middle, dive down, use all your strength."

Oh, this is the voice of the Potion Master.

It took a while for A Dong to recover from the trance state of listening to his heart.

Then he heard a plop. (to be continued~^~)