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Chapter 279: Responding to the Call of the Frost Flower in the World

Jiang Wang expected that no matter how proficient he was and how streamlined he was, it would take him only sixteen breaths to complete the art of the sravaka-immortal state.

 Sixteen breaths of preparation only results in a duration between nineteen and twenty breaths.

 The value of the Sravaka Immortal State in combat has been cut off by half.

 Unless it can be engraved into the third inner palace and use the power of the inner palace to complete the preparation for instant release. Only in this way can it return to its own value.

Compared to the previously engraved Kuchiki Jue and Eight Sounds Burning Sea, the Sound Hearing Immortal State is much more complex and complicated, and it is not only difficult in complexity.

Jiang Wang originally planned to use the performance platform to deduce the Taoist sealing skills of the third inner palace, but now he has no other ideas.

 He best understands the value of the sravaka’s immortal state.

However, the podium can only be used for the perfection and sublimation of Taoism, but it cannot solve the problem of Taoism engraving in the inner palace.

 This part can still only be faced by Jiang Wang himself.

 However, for Jiang Wang.

Now that Taoism has been established, the most difficult part has been completed.

Although the remaining engravings are complicated, there are traces to follow and they can be improved and adapted bit by bit.

 He never lacks patience and hard work.

 Countless times, he has struggled out of desperate situations. It is actually not difficult to see the hope of hard work.

In the slowly passing sun and moonlight outside the window, Jiang Wang sat cross-legged, constantly polishing his Taoism and tempering himself.

Ten years of grinding a sword in a box will make the world aware of frost and beauty!

 …

 …

 On the river viewing platform, the powerful nations of the world gathered together, and the wind and clouds converged.

The reason why the Yellow River Conference has such broad influence is not only because it gathers powerful forces that attract worldwide attention, but also because it is also a moment for young geniuses to display their talents and all countries to show their future.

 It should be noted that Shaori Nazhi was once promised to be the best in the world!

 Since ancient times, young geniuses have attracted the most attention from the world.

Which young person doesn’t want to stand on the top and see how small the world is?

Who hasn’t yearned to be number one in the world?

Every time the meeting of the Yellow River approaches, the river viewing platform becomes the most popular place in the world. Countless people focus their attention here.

 The princes hold talks to outline the general trend of the world.

The geniuses gather together to fight for who is the leader!

 That kind of storm is exciting and exciting.

 The Yellow River Meeting has always been divided into three sessions.

 The monks in the inner palace are one group, and the monks in the outer building are one group.

 The Shenlin monks have exceeded their life span and are generally considered important figures in the party and are no longer regarded as young people.

 Therefore, there is no decisive battle for God’s arrival or above.

But just competing at the two levels of cultivation, Neifu and Outer Building, is not enough to cover all the geniuses.

 Some people have achieved divine arrival at a young age. Aren’t they more talented than powerful people of the same age?

 So in addition to the decisive field in the inner house and the decisive field in the outer building, there is also a third game

 It is an unrestricted decider for the under-30s.

 All monks under the age of thirty, regardless of their level of cultivation or nationality, can play.

 The date of the Yellow River Meeting is approaching, and the Daqi Political Affairs Hall has begun to make the final selection of places.

 News, big and small, spread through all kinds of demons and ghosts.

Even on the streets of Linzi, some people began to discuss who should go to war in this country.

At the newly opened Sanfenxiang Restaurant in Tianfu City, some drinkers inevitably turned to the topic of the Yellow River Party.

 There is a high stage set up in the hall, and a play is being performed on the stage.

The people playing musical instruments on the side are all beautiful young women, playing harp, pipa or erhu.

 The show is exciting and the music is very compact.

"Let me see, Mr. Mo Liancheng of the Bai Zhi Mo family should be the number one outsider among the younger generation in Daqi!" The guest who spoke was blushing, hugging a girl, and making a loud noise, as if he was talking about his own family.

, very proud of it.

“Come on! What’s the Bai Zhi Mo family? What’s the current surname of Bai Zhi County? It’s better to say both!” A young man in brocade sneered and said, “Do you know Yang Jing, the younger brother of Governor Yang of Biwu County?”

"How can Yang Jingneng compare with Mo Liancheng?" The previous drinker was extremely angry: "The Yang family has always been a county governor, so how can it be compared with the Mo family?"

"Look at you, I say east, you say west, the meeting of the Yellow River is for comparing family backgrounds?" Mr. Jinyi obviously has the upper hand: "Even if it is really comparing family backgrounds, it won't be the Mo family's turn! The Mo family is together.

The capital of the country is no longer ranked, so why go to the river viewing platform to be embarrassed?"

The half-drunken drinker's eyes widened: "It's a competition of combat prowess. Mo Liancheng's record is impressive, who did he lose to? It's Yang Jing, I've never heard of him, I wonder if it's just touted!"

 “Hahaha.” A man suddenly broke into the conversation with a smile: “I don’t know Yang Jing. But Mo Liancheng’s reputation is in vain!”

He pulled his head out of the arms of the woman next to him, revealing his long beard, and asked with a smile: "Isn't he the one who got into trouble with Chongxuan Fenghua in Linzi back then and took a detour?"

They chatted excitedly for a while, attracting the attention of everyone nearby.

 When mentioning the meeting of the Yellow River, discussing the strengths and weaknesses of heroes, the drama on the high platform is a bit boring, and the beauty in the arms has lost its color.

“Who is Chongxuan Fenghua?” someone asked in a low voice.

 “Tsk!” the person next to him said with disdain: “The one who takes away all the glory of his peers!”

“Then he has gone into seclusion and will not participate?”

“Whether you participate or not, it won’t affect Mo Liancheng in Wailou Realm and go around him!”

An innocent and lively looking woman glanced at the noisy and violent drinkers and walked upstairs with a bright smile.

 A group of young monks who were not even in the Tenglong realm drank some yellow soup and began to comment on the heroes of the world, saying that they must be monks in the outer building. Except for people like Zhongxuan Zun, even the monks in the inner palace were not mentioned.

 It’s really interesting.

Turning around the long corridor and walking to a door, she didn't knock on the door, but raised her hand and pushed it gently.

The nails on those delicate white hands were as red as blood.

 With a creaking sound, the door opened.

As soon as she stepped into it, she happened to see a woman lying lazily on the soft couch in the room, resting her forehead on her hands.

This woman was well-dressed, except for the hand holding her forehead, the sleeve of which was half-slid down, revealing half of her snow-colored forearm.

But somehow, this almost fleeting color of snow seems to cover the sight, lingering with endless amorous feelings that linger.

 “You are living a carefree life!” The innocent-looking woman said with a crisp voice, making her appear cute and cute.

 The half-lying woman chuckled.

This voice is like the wind swirling around the clouds, going straight into people's hearts.

She didn’t say anything else, she just asked: “Sister Ling’er, why are you unhappy?”

Ling'er chuckled, and with a backhand move, she closed the door and walked forward: "Do you really care about your sister?"

 The half-lying woman only raised her eyelids slightly and glanced at her: "My sister is certainly concerned."

 But at this glance, Ling'er stopped.

 …

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ˆps:

 1, "It should be noted that the young man who took the clouds in his book once promised to be the best in the world!" "Inscribed on Thirty Small Portraits"·Qing Dynasty·Wu Qingdi

The widely circulated saying "It should be noted that when I was young, Ling Yunzhi was once promised to be the best in the world", it is a misinformation by later generations.

 2, "Ten years of grinding a sword in a box should make the world aware of the beauty of frost!" "Self Title"·Why is love so great?

  3. After thinking about it for a while, I would like to share the whole poem with all my book friends, so that I can encourage you all.

 This is a poem I wrote to express my determination during a period of suffering.

 The whole poem is

 There was a dragon's light between the bull fights, which once shone outside the cold window of the young man.

Ten years of grinding a sword in a box will make the world aware of frost and beauty!

 …

 No matter how difficult the situation is, please don’t give up.

 When you were a boy, there were stars shining outside your window.

The precious light of Niu Dou Ruins proves that you have great talent.

 You are a peerless sword.

Just keep grinding, persist, and work hard.

One day, you will let the world see your edge!


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