Chapter 671 Never Retire!

"Master Fenghuan, how did you come up with the [Magic Box]?"

"It was the revelation of the gods that gave me inspiration."

"Master Fenghuan, I am from the "Ben Daily". Lord Star Crow of the Secret Art praised you as a rare magic genius in a thousand years. Do you really not consider entering the Secret Art Research Institute to conduct research?"

"Now is the era of young people. As an old man, I should enjoy my old age. My apprentice, Chek, has done a good job. I believe there are many young people like this. They just need a little opportunity and confidence."

"You are an unfathomable talent in the Wind Realm. In addition to the [Wind Listener], can you reveal a little about your other abilities?"

"Personally, I am actually very interested in mysterious fate."

"Master, many people are curious about you. You come from the Wind Realm, but you live in the Resurrection City. What made you decide to leave your hometown and come here?"

"Without a doubt, it is the respect and admiration for Lord Yaoshen."

...

After dealing with the reports of the reporters from all sides again, Fenghuan raised the bottle of wine with a sense of relief and drank a few sips.

How did things become like this?

I just want to live a peaceful retirement life, find a purse that can spit out gold coins, have a sturdy and spacious house that can withstand meteorites and dust storms, eat three meals a day comfortably, bask in the sun, eat lamb legs...

But it turned out like this.

The old magician was under great pressure.

He always felt that this was something that no human could do.

It was like a cold mockery to make the [Magic Box Garden] that he invented and turn the play into a theory.

Although Chek was rich, very rich, dared to spend money, and had a tough head, how could he come up with such a thing...

Is he really a genius?

Then he suddenly became the focus of attention from all sides, and a large number of interviews swarmed in, investigating and digging up his past.

Luckily, before coming here, Feng Huan had no real acquaintances in the Fengxing world.

As the secret star crow of the god, he actually praised this and threw an olive branch to invite him to join his research group.

Feng Huan could only bite the bullet and refuse politely.

He didn't dare to perform magic tricks next to the gods.

But this is not a solution, it will only make him more and more arrogant.

As long as the gods are suspicious and really want to check, they will find out that he has no [Magic Box Garden].

No one can bear the sin of blasphemy...

Feng Huan lived in fear every day, and could only relieve stress by drinking and overeating.

No, this can't go on!

So on a dark and windy night, Feng Huan, a magician who was already 75 years old, packed his bags and left the Resurrection Kingdom under dust storms and meteorites. He passed the strict border entry test and arrived at the island world, where he became a fortune teller.

Before leaving, Feng Huan left a letter for Chek.

"Chekwutu:

I have left. There is no need to look for me or miss me.

After five years together, I am amazed by your understanding, talent and growth. You are indeed as I initially judged, humble, tenacious and full of ideals.

Now I want to tell you something.

The name [Fenghuan] is not mine alone, but a name that is passed down from generation to generation. We have different abilities, but we will all choose the next successor when we are old to become the new [Fenghuan]. So Fenghuan can be a magician, a barber, a sorcerer, a thief and a killer... Everyone can be Fenghuan, and Fenghuan in the eyes of different people is completely different.

So you too You should probably know that [Magic Box Garden] was not created by me alone, but the result of the continuous accumulation of predecessors. I am very pleased that it has reappeared in your hands.

Remember? I said that the key to the magician is misleading.

I stay here for only one purpose.

That is to find the next [Feng Huan].

Now, I think I have found the most suitable candidate.

This person stands shoulder to shoulder with courage and implements his own talents and character.

Continue to carry forward the name of [Feng Huan], may God bless you.

"

...

Zhou Island is a very comfortable and leisurely world. There are no natural disasters, no chaos, only sunshine, beaches and blue oceans.

Yao people from all walks of life come here for vacation, or live in a small house to watch the sea and listen to the wind, or enter the [Sea of ​​Heart] to swim in the sea of ​​learning, and enjoy the local tea and spice seaweed...

Feng Huan settled in Beizhou City. His main business is to set up a stall as a fortune teller and blow sugar figures.

He now shaved his beard, wore a straw hat, and was called Grandpa Jilu.

Divination is very simple. You just need to figure out what the other person is thinking, and you can predict the fate he wants.

Feng Huan is really good at [mind reading].

Whether it is the intrigues and stabbings in the Fengxing world, or later arriving at the Resurrection Kingdom, finding and confirming that Chek is the apprentice of the money bag, Feng Huan relies on this mind reading judgment.

So he knows very well what the other person is thinking, whether what he says is a lie or from the heart.

The so-called [Feng Huan] of the past generations is just a story he made up.

The purpose is to make a clean break and let Chek take the blame.

Compared with mind reading, Feng Huan thinks blowing sugar is more challenging and interesting.

This was originally a kind of sugar burning craft in Fengxing Realm. Sugar is burned in a pot into amber syrup, and then some sour fruits are stirred in it and coated with icing sugar. After cooling, candy can be obtained. No one in Fengxing Realm grows fruit trees, so basically all that can be collected are wild fruits, which taste sour and astringent, but with white icing sugar, they will be sweet and sour.

Based on the sugar burning craft, he repeatedly stretched the hot sugar, put it on his fingers, quickly turned it into a hollow sugar ball, and then began to blow it into various shapes. At the same time, he kneaded and shaped it with his hands, and the sugar ball would be solid and full of luster after solidification.

Blowing sugar can make sugar into mice and cats, birds and dragons, men, women and children of all shapes, and even flying kite huts, bone chariots and mobile fortresses.

Afterwards, use a fine feather pen to color it, making the blown sugar model more lifelike and vivid.

Among them, the advanced sugar model will also be matched with an element crystal structure to increase the special effect. For example, the wind element allows it to float for a long time, the earth element allows it to step on the quicksand, and the light element makes it glow all over, making it look more delicate and luxurious.

Relying on this craft, Feng Huan became famous again.

Tourists from all walks of life lined up in front of his small stall, and many people came from thousands of miles away just to let this "Grandpa Jilu" make some specific sugar molds.

However, he only makes 50 pieces a day, and he will close the stall after he finishes it, and never make another one.

Even so, there are still many people flocking to it.

One day, Feng Huan suddenly saw a report in the "Sand City Gazette".

"... Chek, a famous engineer in Resurrection City, was seriously injured and unconscious due to a violent explosion in an element experiment."

What happened to that kid?

Feng Huan felt a little regretful.

Although he mostly used the dwarf youth, Chek was really good to his teacher.

Suddenly, Feng Huan realized that something was wrong.

Because he saw another paragraph below.

"... Inventor Master Feng Huan has recovered from surgery. He said he will come out again to help his apprentice perfect the latest [Magic Box Garden]."

Feng Huan was so angry that he laughed.

It turns out that Chek did this to inherit the name [Feng Huan] openly.

This kid still can't learn to mislead with magic tricks. He can't even make up a good story. It's too outrageous for the master to inherit the apprentice...

Next, Feng Huan couldn't help but start to pay attention to the news of the Resurrection Kingdom.

The emergence of [Magic Box Garden] brought a series of changes, and the local "Ben Daily" in the Resurrection Kingdom conducted a series of follow-up reports.

"The United Friendship University has officially opened the subject of [Magic]."

"Magic is divided into two categories. Classical magic is taught at the United Friendship University, and elemental magic is taught at the Secret Magic Research Institute... We welcome students from all walks of life to participate in the study and research of this new field."

"[Magic Box] is becoming popular. It has become one of the most important devices for the Yao people to study and cast spells."

"The first large-scale magic box [Sand Court] was officially launched. The god of secret magic, Lord Star Crow, appeared publicly and blessed and praised it."

"Apostle Lord Maocao officially announced: Under the power of God Yao, the suns of the Resurrection Kingdom and the Secret Magic Kingdom have been repaired, and order is gradually being restored."

"The underground city [Tuncheng] built by the Resurrection Kingdom has been officially opened. It has completed the underground passage connection with major cities such as Resurrection City, Bingbao, and Kencheng. The first phase of infrastructure construction to deal with turbulent tides has been completed."

...

In this variety of major event reports, Fenghuan saw a personal announcement.

"Sad news, Master Feng Huan passed away, died of old age."

Come again?

What's even more outrageous is that two years later, Feng Huan saw another one.

"Amazing! Master Feng Huan is resurrected, and he has returned in style."

Feng Huan was numb.

What on earth is going on here and there?

...

He couldn't help but be curious, and went all the way back to the Resurrection Kingdom. After asking around, he found the Feng Huan.

But this time Feng Huan turned into a young girl. Although she was wearing a robe and covered her face with a gray cloth, the old magician could still tell at a glance.

Swindlers will not decrease or disappear, but just change from one to another.

The young people nowadays are really bold, committing suicide under the nose of the magic god, the Mystic Star Crow.

Feng Huan asked around and finally found Chek next to a construction tunnel.

Chek was wielding an iron pickaxe to chisel stones at this time. He looked much more mature, but he was missing a left eye, and his shoulders had become a metal structure, and he was working hard.

When it was dark and the shift was over, Feng Huan showed up and met Chek.

After many years, the master and the apprentice met again.

"How did you become like this?" Feng Huan asked him.

"The element experiment exploded violently... I was hit on the head by a meteorite when I escaped. Since then, it has been difficult to think about complicated things. I reluctantly used your name to do research for a few years, and then passed [Feng Huan] to the next generation of smarter people who are more suitable. Later, I heard that it was passed to the next one."

Chek said: "The money and house left to me by my family were all spent on [Magic Box Garden]. Now I come out to work, but my brain is increasingly unable to remember many things."

The old man muttered in his heart.

It turned out to be really explosive.

These generations of Feng Huan have been replaced a little fast.

"Can your hands still be used?"

"My hands are still very flexible, more flexible than my brain." Chek opened his hands to show that his ten fingers are flexible and movable.

"Then do you want to follow me?"

"Ah?"

"I'll teach you another trick first, it's called sugar molding. As long as you have hands, you can try it."

Feng Huan took a small pot and began to teach him how to boil sugar and stir.

Cheke next to him looked at it very seriously, as if he had seen the old man use the hair trick for the first time.

But no matter how Feng Huan taught him, Cheke could never learn it. He tried his best to memorize every step, but when he did it himself, he was confused and moved randomly.

Feng Huan felt unbearable.

This kid was originally very clever...but now he has become like this.

The old juggler thought to himself, forget it, just have one more stupid apprentice, one more mouth won't bring much. This guy still has some strength.

Feng Huan led the dwarf carrying a big bag all the way to the island.

During the border inspection, a white light flashed all over Cheke's body.

His originally lost left eye regained its activity and brightness, and his dull and dull eyes regained their former intelligence and sharpness.

"This...this is...the power of God, the gift of Lord Yao! I have recovered! I have recovered completely!"

"Teacher! I'm ready!"

The dwarf knelt on the ground excitedly and prayed to the sky: "Thank you for your kindness! Great God Yao!"

Feng Huan trembled all over.

The god Yao is really watching here.

He was gradually surrounded by a layer of holy light.

The old magician looked stunned.

Why am I involved?

Am I still...a hero?

Don't know what's going on though.

He quickly knelt on the ground and chanted respectfully in his heart: "Your loyal servant, Feng Huan, I am extremely grateful for your love and mercy... I will definitely remember your oracles and teachings, and always listen to your words in heaven. Good news, Lord Yao.”

"For the Yao people! Feng Huan will never retire!"

The second update today will be a little later.