Tingshu left in a hurry, and he was also nosy, mainly because most of the potions that the girl had configured used the knowledge of the junior cultivator, which made Tingshu slightly concerned.

If you didn't guess wrong, I'm afraid that these potions were all configured by the other party himself, and the other party was not very old, and he actually had the level of a junior cultivator, which made Tingshu a little stunned, and he no longer had much superiority in his heart.

The girl who happened to meet a small stall has no less ability than him, the Fangyuan Continent is so vast, there must be many talented people, and the little thing he knows may really not be enough to see.

Some of the bottles of potions in the girl's stall were something he couldn't figure out.

The flaw of the bottle of powder, Tingshu happened to see it, because of this wrong example, he happened to know the difference between the correct match and the wrong match, this is not that the girl is inferior to him, but that the art industry has a specialization, this knowledge, just Tingshu coincidentally understood, even if it is a top cultivator, he does not dare to say that he is omniscient.

"Let's honestly wait."

Looking at the darkening sky, Tingshu was ready to quietly wait for the arrival of tomorrow, confirming that his efforts in the past four years also needed to be verified by the assessment of the junior cultivator.

After becoming a junior cultivator, he had the confidence to be alone.

Found a relatively open place to set up a tent, the garden tree released the hunting butterfly, the elf is more alert than people, the two of them are outside together, it can be regarded as a care, to prevent accidents.

Another night, quiet and peaceful.

Tingshu's last night in Kena City did not make any waves, and it passed quietly.

Day 2.......

The sky is bright, and the long-winged gulls cross the ocean and glide through the air like a sea breeze.

Early in the morning, the hunting butterfly also woke up, fanning its wings to wake up the garden tree.

Tingshu looked at the time slightly, at six o'clock, there was still an hour before the Breaking Waves set sail, and he was not in a hurry.

The hunting butterfly is very punctual, and it wakes up the garden tree, but you don't have to worry about missing the time.

After tidying up his belongings, Tingshu put away his tent, found a water source, washed his face, and began to head to the port.

Although it was still early, there were quite a few people on the boat, and by the time Ting Shu arrived, there were already many people outside the port.

"That's a lot of people."

Tingshu complained.

In the noisy port, there is a constant flow of people, and even if the staff is constantly maintaining law and order, it is difficult to improve the order.

I don't know how much time was wasted, but Tingshu finally boarded the Breaking Waves.

"It's not easy, there are too many people." The other passengers who squeezed together also sighed.

Then, it's to find your own room, in fact, the room is not very useful, take the Breaking Wave, it only takes less than a day, you can reach Qishui City from Kena City, the so-called room, it is also very rough, it is a place to rest.

After all, the positioning of the Breaking Waves is not a luxury passenger ship.

Tingshu was alone, so he stayed in the room in Ontario.

However, after some time, there was a knock on the door of Tingshu's room.

"Hello - it's lunchtime, are you going to the restaurant?!"

The person who came was a staff member of the Breaking Waves, who was responsible for reminding the passengers to eat, as for Tingshu, would he go to eat?

Touching his dry pocket, Tingshu smiled bitterly, let's continue to nibble on snacks, the food on the Breaking Wave is not something he can eat.

Now it's noon, because he has just finished eating, Tingshu has nothing to do, so he lies on the small bed and takes a nap, sleeping for about an hour, Tingshu feels a little dizzy, and regrets sleeping on the boat a little.

In order to sober his head, Tingshu walked out of the house and came to the railing to blow the sea breeze, and sure enough, after staying for a few minutes, the situation eased a lot.

"Hunting butterflies, you can feel it too."

Hunting butterflies, like garden trees, is the first time to take a boat, which seems a little novel, flying around.

"Don't get lost." Tingshu reminded.

Then, Tingshu lay alone outside the railing of the deck, facing the blowing sea breeze, looking at the blue ocean ahead, not knowing what to think.

"Is this your elf?" The old and powerful voice sounded in his ears, and Tingshu was disturbed by the sound and turned his head away.

What caught his eye was an old man with gray hair, who was probably as old as Grandma Oran, and at this moment he was looking with interest at the hunting butterfly flying on the top of the garden tree.

"Yes, is there something wrong?" Tingshu responded.

Looking at Tingshu's lukewarm attitude, the old man smiled and said with some distraction: "The cultivation is very good, you are a trainer?" ”

The age of Tingshu's appearance is also in his early tens.

"It's not." Tingshu shook his head, recalled the hunting butterfly, spun around, and the hunting butterfly gracefully landed on Tingshu's shoulder.

"Oh, that's the coordinator?" Watching the graceful stop of hunting butterflies, the old man was even more curious.

"Not really." Answering the old man's question again, Tingshu continued to say in order to avoid his endless questions: "I am preparing to go to Qishui City to participate in the cultivator assessment. ”

"You say you're a breeder?!" The old man laughed, feeling very interesting and surprised by Tingshu's answer.

"Not yet."

After speaking, Tingshu turned his head and prepared to leave, and he subconsciously laughed at the old man's laughter.

The ten-year-old breeder is indeed a joke in the eyes of many people.

Cultivators are different from trainers and coordinators, the latter has no threshold requirements, but the former, because of the rigor of the profession, needs to be certified by the incubator headquarters before they can claim to be cultivators.

Cultivators contain a lot of complex knowledge that takes a long time to learn to reach the appropriate level.

At the age of ten, Yi Tingshu had to go to the cultivation headquarters for an assessment, which was indeed a bit incredible in the eyes of most people.

After all, at this age, they are all children who have just obtained the qualification to become trainers, and they are still very immature.

Most people can't even figure out the names and attributes of the elves, but this is also because of the nature of children.

Not to mention, the logic is complex in pharmacology, and the habits and characteristics of the elves are more in-depth.

So the old man's laughter, although it seemed rude to Tingshu, Tingshu could also understand, after all, he also knew that it was not easy to become a cultivator, and in the past four years of study, he was no longer a newcomer who didn't understand anything.

"You misunderstood, my name is Shengzong, and I didn't mean to laugh at you." Seeing Tingshu walking away, the old man hurriedly stopped him.

Tingshu, who was retained, was not unhappy, but continued to ask: "I know, old man, is there anything else?" ”