Of the two direct brothers, one is the proud son of the Taoist Academy, and the other lives in isolation in the corner of the family.
The gap between heaven, earth, clouds and mud might drive people crazy, but there was no trace of anger on Wang Changji's face. From beginning to end, he was eating calmly.
It seems that eating is the most important thing in the world.
He eats at a very even pace and meticulously.
He had eaten all the pig's trotters and vegetables, and swallowed the last mouthful of rice. Then he looked at his brother and said in a gentle voice: "Changxiang, what's the matter?"
"It's nothing serious. I just went on a mission and wanted to have a chat with my brother."
"Be good, eat the green vegetables, not just the meat." Wang Changji stroked the orange cat that was chewing the pig's trotters, and persuaded him gently, then turned to Wang Changxiang: "Tell me, you seem to be worried."
"We went to investigate the missing connection problem in Xiaolin Town, but only after we went there did we find that the place was covered by thick fog, and even the tornado couldn't be blown away. The entire Xiaolin Town was full of wandering souls, and was based on the Nine Palaces.
Created a Nine Palace Wandering Soul Array...Xiaoju!" At this point, Wang Changxiang suddenly yelled angrily.
But it turned out that the fat orange cat was impatient and Wang Changji kept teasing it with green vegetables, so he slapped him with his claws, scratching three bloody marks on the back of Wang Changji's hand.
"You are so fierce." Wang Changji sighed helplessly and gave up trying to get Xiaoju to eat some vegetables. He gently covered the wound on the back of his right hand with his left hand, and then said to Wang Changxiang: "Tell me this.
I can’t understand the Taoist formations or anything like that.”
Wang Changxiang lowered his head and lowered his voice, "But for some reason, I just want to talk to my brother."
Wang Changji stretched out his fingers and rubbed his forehead, "Tell me, tell me."
"You know, brother, someone used all the creatures in Xiaolin Town to gather the wandering souls of Maplewood City over the years, and before the arrival of City Lord Wei, they gathered the phantoms of the Ghost Gate and left!" At this moment, Wang Changxiang was like a child asking for credit.
"The shadow of the ghost gate? Is it very powerful?"
"It is certainly extraordinary to pay such a high price! With the Ghost Gate Phantom in hand, you can communicate with the Netherworld anytime and anywhere. The power of Netherworld Taoism can be increased by at least half! Taoism such as exorcism of ghosts can completely transcend levels." said
At this point, Wang Changxiang lowered his eyebrows again: "I wonder what kind of trouble the demon behind this will cause."
"This matter will be handled by the Criminal Investigation Department. If Wei Quji can't survive, there will be the county guard. If the city's Dao Yuan can't survive, there will be the County Dao Yuan. Behind the County Dao Yuan, there will be the National Dao Yuan. Don't worry." Wang Changji comforted him.
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By this time, Xiaojue had already gnawed the pig's trotters clean, without even looking at the plate of vegetables, she licked her paws and walked away proudly.
Wang Changji then stood up and put away the dishes.
"I won't keep you anymore." He said before entering.
Wang Changxiang quietly watched his brother's back turn into the room, and then turned around and walked out. But when he passed by the recliner where Xiaoju was lying on his back, he suddenly flicked his tail finger.
An imperceptible wind blade swiftly passed by.
Little Orange suddenly jumped up and looked around in confusion. Half of its long beard was falling in the wind.
"If you dare to tickle my brother again... hum." Wang Changxiang left here with a smile on his face.
But he remembered how much his brother admired Taoism and loved that extraordinary world when they were young. But now, no matter what is said in front of him, he can no longer see that kind of waves.
He seemed to be content with this kind of life.
Wang Changxiang's steps could not become brisk after all.
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Today, the teacher is talking about the medium-grade Taoist technique of Ding, the Flame Knife, which can be regarded as an advancement of the low-grade Taoist technique of Ding, Attaching Flame, and is also one of the foundations of the fire-moving Taoist technique.
It gathers flames into a knife and directly kills the opponent with the hot fire energy. It is also very effective against evil spirits and other evil things.
In fact, when Taoism reaches this point, it is already stronger than ordinary weapons made of ordinary iron.
Jiang Wang had already memorized the seals and precautions for such a Taoist technique. At this moment, he suddenly remembered Wei Yan's long sword. The blade was extremely sharp and was definitely not an ordinary weapon. Because in terms of Wei Yan's strength, ordinary people
Iron is just a burden to him.
He then thought of Li Jianqiu's sword that hung at his waist all year round, and thought it must be something extraordinary.
Thinking about it, he felt a little jealous. His sword was half useless after killing the resentful ghost last time. He came back and paid for a new one. It was still an ordinary iron sword. He couldn't afford a truly powerful sword and had no way to buy it.
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I just don’t know how powerful the weapons in the hands of those great warriors who use martial arts are.
He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't notice the atmosphere in the class. It wasn't until Ling He quietly pushed him that he realized what was going on.
The lecturer was an old man who was almost sixty years old, very old-fashioned and strict, and his surname was Xiao. The students privately called him Xiao Tiemian.
The situation at this time was that Xiao Tiemian finished teaching the skills and randomly selected a few students to practice. When Fang Heling was selected, he stumbled and completed the Taoist technique. Although the flame of the flame knife was shaky, it was completed after all.
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Even Xiao Tiemian was a little satisfied, but this guy suddenly said: "Senior Brother Jiang Wang still opened the pulse in front of me, why not try this Tao technique too. If anything goes wrong, just ask our teacher for advice."
Then Xiao Tiemian's eyes fell on Jiang Wang, who was distracted.
What a tragedy. Jiang Wang thought. He stood up from the futon and said honestly, "I haven't laid the foundation stone yet."
Fang Heling, who entered the inner sect at the same time, was already able to perform Taoist techniques, but he had not yet succeeded in laying the foundation. The other students looked at him a little strangely.
"Don't you need to listen to the lecture before the foundation has been laid?" Xiao Tiemian said with eyes wide open. What he hates most is students who cheat and play tricks. He has clearly embarked on the extraordinary road, but he doesn't know how to cherish it, and only regards it as showing off in front of ordinary people.
Capital.
"I know I was wrong." Jiang Wang bowed his head and admitted his mistake.
Xiao Tiemian said coldly: "Go back and copy the "Purple Xu Jing" a hundred times. You don't need to come to my class until you finish copying it."
"Yes." Jiang Wang lowered his head and agreed, secretly complaining in his heart. The full name of Zixu Sutra is "Zixu Gaomiao Taishang Sutra", which is the fundamental Taoist scripture of the Yujing Mountain lineage. Every Taoist priest of the Yujing Mountain lineage can
It was said that he was very familiar with it. There was no need to copy it. This was purely punishment for Xiao Tiemian.
The most important thing is that the entire text of this Dao Dian is nearly 30,000 words... When will it be copied?
But he knew he couldn't respond, otherwise with Xiao Tiemian's temper, he might just roll up his sleeves and beat him.
Jiang Wang worked hard to cheer up for the next coursework, not daring to slack off at all. Finally, Xiao Tiemian left with his hands behind his back, and Fang Heling came over again with a rustle.
"Oh, Junior Brother Jiang, I'm really sorry. I didn't know that you haven't laid the foundation yet!" He has been practicing Taoism for a long time, and it is prefaced by cultivation. Fang Heling also naturally changed Senior Brother to Junior Brother, with a very regretful tone: "After opening my pulse, it took me fifty-three days to successfully lay the foundation. I felt that it was too slow and I felt ashamed. I thought that with Junior Brother Jiang's past majesty, I should have laid the foundation long ago... Oh, you said this was a big deal. ."
The Guiyuan Formation, the common foundation-laying formation diagram of Zhuangguo Taoist Academy, has a total of eighty-one formation points. Judging from the harvest of a total of two Dao-yuan from two times of Chongmai practice every day, the foundation-laying in fifty-three days cannot be said to be too slow. This is because there are still many errors in moving the formation points, resulting in progress stagnation.
At present, the fastest record for laying the foundation of the entire city's Taoist temple is Zhu Weiwo. He successfully laid the foundation in nine days, surpassing all previous records. Judging from this incredible speed, his Taoist true spirit cannot be just an earthworm like Jiang Wang. The level of the spirit. But the specific level of the true spirit involves personal privacy and cannot be ascertained.
Having said that, based on the general situation of Maplewood City Taoist Academy disciples, sixty to ninety days is normal.
No wonder Fang Heling was so complacent.
He did not hide the provocation in his eyes, and he also wanted to see the proud guy in front of him become angry. He had even simulated in his mind how to use Taoism to brilliantly defeat this bumpkin who could only rely on swordsmanship in the next battle.
