The third Taoist cycle was about to be established, and Jiang Wang was not worried about whether he could achieve the first small cycle. It was a matter of course, and he now had such confidence.
But he still had doubts about the instant Taoist skills that were engraved after entering the Zhoutian realm.
This is the first instant Taoist spell engraved by a cultivator, and the influence of instant Taoism on battle is almost decisive.
Before a Taoist skill can be completely dismantled, no matter how proficient or rapid it is, it will take several breaths. And in a fierce fight, a gap of one breath is enough to be fatal.
The reason why Jiang Wang's magic weapon long sword is precious is because it is engraved with a golden light arrow. The golden light arrow is not powerful, but the sword formation pattern makes it achieve an almost instantaneous effect, so it is useful in battle.
application significance.
However, the long cooling time is also a shortcoming that cannot be ignored.
After completing the Little Zhoutian cycle, Tongtian Palace can support him to engrave an instant Taoist technique.
And among the low-level Taoist techniques he has learned so far in the Taoist Academy, none are satisfactory enough, and they lack the highly practical Taoist techniques like the Three Waves of Waves in the Wangjiang City Taoist Academy.
It is impossible for Dong A to devote his energy to the research and development and innovation of low-level Taoism. Such things are often the result of the Taoist academy's own accumulation, and the Maplewood City Taoist Academy has not been established for a long time, and its foundation is not sufficient.
"Which one do you prefer, between fire and wood?" Dong A asked.
As a teacher, he naturally knew the direction of Jiang Wang's training.
Wood-based Taoist techniques tend to have stronger binding power, while fire-based Taoist techniques tend to attack more violently.
Jiang Wang had already had an idea: "The first instant Taoist skill, I hope it will be fire. More violent attacks can be better integrated into my current combat system."
Dong A nodded: "It just so happens that the National Academy of Taoism has recently cracked a C-grade high-grade Taoist technique."
He stretched out a finger and a spark jumped up.
The spark was agile and lively. With a slight twist, it turned into a flower of flame and bloomed at his fingertips.
Although Dong A himself is best at wood-walking Taoism, a low-level fire-walking Taoist skill is not difficult for him.
Jiang Wang could feel the intensity of this flame flower, even though it looked so quiet, beautiful and gentle.
"Fireworks." Dong Ajie said: "Ever since Zuo Guanglie created the 'Fireworks Burning City' technique, people from all over the world have been trying to crack it, and the National Academy of Sciences has only come up with the result not long ago. This Fireworks
, it comes from Fireworks Burning the City. It is the best among the third-level Taoist techniques."
Jiang Wang was very satisfied and couldn't be more satisfied. Leaving aside the existence of extraordinary talents, in a sense, C-level Taoism is the upper limit for eighth-grade Zhoutian realm monks.
This Taoist technique is already a top grade C, especially it is a firework, which is the basis for Taoist firework to burn the city.
"Master Dong, this is the Taoist technique." Jiang Wang said immediately.
Dong A took out a booklet and threw it to Jiang Wang: "Here are the Yin Jue, um, and some of my thoughts on this Taoist art. Take it back and read it yourself. Take away all the remaining Taoist credits you have."
It is proper to deduct Daoxun. The Taoist Academy teaches some regular Taoism for free. But Taoism of the same level as Yanhua is naturally not included in the routine. How many people break their heads and want to change, but there is no Daoxun on the list.
.
The National Academy of Taoism has just been cracked, and it is currently only circulated among strong men of Dong A's level. The fact that he is willing to pass on this Taoist skill to Jiang Wang shows how much he values it.
Since Sanshan City, Jiang Wang had very few Daoxun left, so he took advantage of him now.
Although Dong A was an upright person and often appeared to be unkind, his love for his disciples was not false.
Jiang Wang respectfully took the brochure and placed it in his arms.
It stands to reason that the purpose of this trip has been achieved, and he should say goodbye and leave.
But something went wrong, and he sat down cross-legged again: "Master Dong..."
"Speak directly if you have something to say."
"Do you know... that some people robbed the Shui Tribe and extracted the Dao veins?" Jiang Wang carefully paid attention to Dong A's expression.
With his caution, he would not have asked such a question. But during this period of time, Dong Ah has built trust in his heart.
"Then what?" Dong Amei didn't even raise her eyebrows.
"Don't you find this kind of thing hateful?"
"Who is hateful?" Dong A looked at him: "The Water Tribe also devours the Human Tribe, do you know that? Do you want me to show you the files of the Criminal Investigation Department?"
Jiang Wang felt nervous and confused for a moment when Dong A looked closely at him.
"Sigh." Noticing Jiang Wang's uneasiness, Dong A softened his gaze, "We all know that these are just a few cases. Just like the human race itself, there are also cannibal demons. Does this mean that all humans eat their own people?
"
His tone also calmed down: "But once anything involves two ethnic groups, the problem is not that simple. It's hard to talk about this kind of thing. No matter how close the human race and the water tribe are to one another, they are not one family after all."
Jiang Wang gritted his teeth and said: "The problem is that now, it is no longer a rare case. I found that the people from the Criminal Investigation Department..."
"Presumptuous!" Dong Ah shouted sternly: "Is this what you can say?"
His expression was serious: "Jiang Wang, please remember. The most important thing for you now is to practice well and build a perfect Little Zhoutian. Then you can take the county court exam and the national court exam. I don't care where you got the news from, these things,
It’s not something you, a disciple of the City Taoist Academy, should worry about!”
"Yes." Jiang Wang lowered his head and admitted his mistake: "Disciple understands."
…
It is still in the cave with the bones paving the way. The agreed time has passed for a long time, but the skeleton on the bone throne has not yet appeared.
"How long do we have to wait?" Miaoyu was still dressed in red, but her expression was a little impatient.
"Let's disperse." The Bone Messenger said: "The Great Elder must have been tripped up by something, and he won't show up today."
"Jiejiejiejiejie..." There was a skinny old man in the cave today. His status was obviously no lower than that of the messenger and the saint. He faced the direction of the bone throne, clasped his hands and said: "He brings the phantom of Guimenguan, what can he do?
Can things trip him up?"
"Didn't the Great Elder make a big move in the Kingdom of Clouds?" The Bone Messenger said with a smile in his voice: "What do you think the Kingdom above the Clouds has, Second Elder?"
A saint, a messenger, three elders, and twelve bone faces represent the current high-level power of the White Bone Path.
In terms of status, the Saint is the most transcendent. But in terms of strength, the one who currently calls the shots in White Bone Dao is the Great Elder.
The third elder sacrificed himself to achieve the ghost gate. Now, if anyone in the teaching can compete with the first elder, it is the second elder.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie..." the second elder said with a deep smile: "Could it be that Ye Lingxiao has left seclusion? I haven't seen him take action for some years, and I don't know if his bones are rusty now."
"Then the Second Elder might as well go and have a look." Miaoyu replied with a smile, then flicked her long sleeves: "Since the First Elder can't come, I will take a step forward."
"Why are you so anxious, Lady Saint?" The second elder turned his head, with a smile on his lips. There were only the whites of his eyes.
Miaoyu's smile was as bright as a flower: "I am in a hurry to go back and interrogate the ghost."
"Oh?" The second elder waved his hand, and Jie Jie smiled strangely, "Go ahead, go ahead."
…
The Bone Messenger hurriedly took a few steps to catch up with Miaoyu, and said very intimately: "I asked Ye Lingxiao if his bones were rusty. Ye Lingxiao is much younger than him! This old immortal said it as if they had fought against each other! Who doesn't know Ye Lingxiao?
When he was traveling around the world, his master and brothers were all beaten to death, so he escaped by pretending to be dead?"
He changed the subject: "But so are you. If he brags, let him brag. If you are an old man, why bother with him?"
Miaoyu glanced at him: "Why are you so talkative like those three aunts and six wives? Also, don't get so close to me, I'm not familiar with you."
"Oh, Miaoyu. You have changed. You didn't have this attitude towards me before. You only forget the old love when you have a new love..." The Bone Messenger came closer and lowered his voice: "Have you found the way?
Already?"
Miaoyu suddenly turned around!
The Bone Messenger suddenly jumped far away and put on alert.
But Miaoyu smiled charmingly.
"I would like to treat you better, no matter how nice I am. But do you dare to accept it?"
Her charming eyes are charming and her voice is as soft as butter.
"Hey!" The Bone Messenger clapped his hands, "Now it tastes right!"
"Hide your little lover, don't be discovered..."
After he finished speaking with a smile, he fell back and disappeared into the cave.
