As soon as Jiang Wang finished speaking, he drew his sword and killed him without hesitation.
"Wha, what!?"
The cold light suddenly appeared, and Fang Pengju rolled and crawled to avoid the sword. He was extremely frightened, angry, and embarrassed.
Apart from this, no one present reacted. Almost everyone thought that the next scene would be a reconciliation between brothers, a deep friendship, and even became a popular story.
No one thought that with the attention of everyone and the love of brotherhood, Jiang Wang would actually be able to draw a sword!
"Peng Ju." Jiang Wang looked at him with a smile on his face, but his smile was extremely cold, "We promised to wait for the kill, why did you hide?"
Fang Pengju's handsome face turned green and white. He simply stood up from the ground, gritted his teeth and looked at him: "Third brother, do you really don't care about brotherhood?"
"Shameless bastard!" By this time, Du Yehu was furious, "I am blind to be your brother!"
As he said this, he started to rush over, but Jiang Wang reached out to stop him.
"Second brother, let me handle this matter myself."
Fang Pengju glared angrily: "Du Yehu! What does this have to do with you!?"
"Fang Pengju, you disappoint me so much!" Ling He, who had always been kind and generous, couldn't hold back his anger. He took a step forward, pulled out the sword at his waist, cut off a corner of his robe, and threw it heavily on the ground, "From now on
, you and I will cut off our robes and sever our righteousness!”
"Brother!" Fang Pengju laughed miserably: "Second brother is just impulsive, can't you understand me? I am willing to die to prove my innocence, but my parents are the only son, and I am their only incense.
I can't let go of hope! My life is not my own, how could I die here? Jiang Wang believes in traitors, refuses to listen to explanations, and wants to kill me! Does he have brotherhood in his heart? "
"Fourth Brother, this is the last time I call you Fourth Brother," Zhao Rucheng, the youngest among the Five Heroes of Maplewoods, finally spoke up. His face was a little childish but already extremely handsome. At this moment, his words were like gold and jade, and he spoke loudly: "
Fang Decai’s surname is Fang! He has been serving your Fang family for generations! What conditions can a group of prodigal bandits offer to bribe him? Are you insulting the wealth of your Fang family, or are you insulting the wisdom of all of us? What about a group of prodigal dogs in Xishan?
Sneaking into Maplewood City and setting a trap openly in Wangyue Tower? Finally, since you are not determined to prove your ambition through death, who are you showing this cowardly behavior just now? I, Zhao Ru, would be ashamed to associate with you!"
Among the five, Ling He and Jiang Wang are poor, Du Yehu's family is not bad, and Fang Pengju and Zhao Rucheng are both wealthy young men. Needless to say, the Fang family, although the Zhao family only moved to Maplewood City in the past ten years, their family background is deep.
Measurement.
"Xiaowu, you have always been on good terms with the third child, and it's okay to prefer him on weekdays. But am I not your fourth brother? You have no evidence and only rely on inferences to say these heart-wrenching words. How can your conscience be at ease?
?”
Fang Pengju was heartbroken and looked extremely hurt.
"Pengju, you are still eloquent." Jiang Wang stopped Zhao Rucheng and others, "But have you ever thought about why even though I was seriously injured and escaped, I didn't contact my eldest brother, second brother, and Xiaowu secretly, but chose not to come here until today?
Looking for you?"
His eyelids drooped slightly: "Because I have never been willing to let them make a choice, I don't want them to be suspicious, I don't want them to be embarrassed! The matter between you and me will be resolved by you and me. If I die, then
Then he died. Since I am still alive, you must return what is due to me."
Fang Pengju looked at him coldly: "Do you have any thoughts of being persecuted? I don't owe you anything, how can you ask me to pay you back? Why are you so stubborn?"
But Jiang Wang no longer talked to him, but turned around and bowed down to the tall Taoist statue in the Taoist temple: "Disciple Jiang Wang was harmed by the traitor Fang Pengju and almost died. There is no way to resolve this hatred.
This hatred cannot be eliminated. Please fight to the death!"
The audience was in an uproar.
Dao Zheng Death Fight!!!
It is a crime for fellow sects to kill each other, but if there is a real hatred of life and death, the blood feud will never be eliminated, and Taoist sects are not afraid of duels.
Among all kinds of duels, the duel witnessed by Tao Zun is also the most irreversible one.
Taoist sects generally believe that the Taoist Lord lies high in the sky and has insight into the universe. Reciting his name means knowing it. Worshiping his shape means feeling it. Once all oaths involve the Taoist Lord, they are irreversible.
Dao Zheng fights to the death and fights to the death.
As soon as Jiang Wang finished speaking, a middle-aged Taoist priest in black robe appeared in front of the Taoist statue.
He has a serious face and a short beard. There is a small green dragon embroidered on the right chest of the black Taoist robe, which looks lifelike. This is the Tenglong Taoist robe that can only be worn by strong men of the middle and third grades.
The realm of secular cultivators is roughly divided into nine levels. Each school or name is different, and there are also different extraordinary manifestations, but the general levels can all correspond to the nine-level system. The ninth to seventh levels are the initial level, and the sixth to fourth levels are the intermediate level.
The third to first grades are high-level. Interestingly, this also corresponds to the official grades of various countries.
Of course, in a small country like Zhuang State, even a first-class prime minister may not really have a first-class strength.
As soon as this black-robed and short-bearded Taoist appeared, all the disciples present bowed and saluted, "Dean!"
There are few Taoists in the entire Maplewood City who can wear Tenglong's black robe, including Dong A, the dean of Maplewood Taoist Academy. According to legend, he once practiced in Xin'an City, the capital of the Zhuang Kingdom. Because of his upright and impartial character, he offended many people.
The powerful people were sent to Fenglin City in Qinghe County.
Ling He looked sad, but didn't say a word. He knew Jiang Wang's swordsmanship well. It could be said that before he officially started practicing Taoism, no one in the outer courtyard could be his opponent, and Fang Pengju was no exception.
But since Jiang Wang proposed a Taoist duel, he expressed that his grievances could not be resolved. At this time, the dean personally arrived, and Fang Pengju could either fight to the death, or he could only wait for Fenglin Taoist Academy to intervene to investigate Jiang Wang's plot.
However, how could Fang Pengju withstand the investigation of the Taoist Academy?
So in fact he had no choice.
Amid countless suspicious, ridiculing or angry looks, Fang Pengju still showed no panic on his face, "Third brother, do you and I really want to draw our swords and face each other?"
Jiang Wang said calmly: "It was you, not me, who brought us to where we are now."
"What do you have to do to trust me?"
"I have already given my life once for this trust. Now, it is useless to say more. In my impression, Fang Pengju is not a coward who dares not take up the challenge."
Fang Pengju was unmoved: "Are you so confident that you can kill me?"
Jiang Wang looked at him calmly: "You might as well give it a try."
Fang Pengju stared at him for a long time, and suddenly laughed: "It's a pity that you can't kill me, and our duel cannot be established. Because just the day before yesterday, I had the beginning of my Taoism, and it can be said that I am already a disciple of the inner courtyard! You and I are at different levels, how can we duel?
?”
As he spoke, he stood up straight and activated his Tao channels with all his strength. Everyone present could feel that there was an aura rising from the dragon on his spine, making him energetic. This meant that he had revealed the Tao channels and his physical body could feed back the Tao channels.
Dogen is born from the pulse and officially possesses extraordinary power.
The Taoist Academy has long had corresponding regulations on duels. One of the most important points is that anyone can unconditionally refuse invitations to duels between different levels. This is to protect low-quality cultivators and prevent them from being insulted by high-quality cultivators. However,
At this time, it became Fang Pengju's reason to avoid the duel.
Although he had manifested his Taoist veins, it had not been long ago and he had not started to practice Taoism. Therefore, his power had not been substantially improved, so he was still not sure about fighting Jiang Wang.
Jiang Wang fell silent.
He looked at Fang Pengju in silence, with mixed emotions.
Then he slowly said: "For this Pulse Opening Pill, I broke into the Western Mountains with my single sword and fought bloody battles before breaking through the thieves' nest. In this battle, I suffered thirteen wounds on my body, including two fatal injuries."
"In order to achieve the best effect of opening the pulse, I plan to wait until my body returns to its peak condition before using this elixir. I understand the reason why holding a jade is a crime, so I have never revealed it to anyone. Everyone thought that I would do it that day.
Swallow the pill, except for you, except for us five brothers who have been born and died. Because I have nothing that I need to hide from you."
"Ever since I came into contact with the world of spiritual practice when I was five years old, I have been chasing this meridians-opening pill. I don't have a natural path to manifest, so I can only rely on pills to become extraordinary. It is my path of practice, and it is who I am.
My hope is my only light. You know my family situation, and you know how hard I work. I get up before dawn every day to practice swordplay, and only go to rest in the middle of the moon. I never go to a brothel.
Even in brothels, I never indulge myself in any way. In the entire Maple Forest Taoist Temple, I dare say that there is no outer disciple who works harder than me. I have worked hard for this Pulse Opening Pill for eleven years!"
Jiang Wang said, staring at Fang Pengju, "With my sweat, blood, and tears, is my pulse-opening pill easy to use?"
There was silence for a moment.
Ling He tightened his lips, Zhao Rucheng gritted his teeth and remained silent, and even a man like Du Yehu turned red.
Yes, who among them doesn't know Jiang Wang's madness, Jiang Wang's tiredness, and Jiang Wang's suffering?
And Fang Pengju was so cruel that he could be so cruel!
"I don't know what you're talking about!" A trace of uneasiness flashed across Fang Pengju's face, but he quickly suppressed it, "My uncle led a caravan through the Yun Kingdom in the past ten days and happened to buy something from a cultivator who was short of money.
I received a pulse-opening pill, so I was able to manifest my Dao meridians. What does it have to do with you? Don’t think that everyone is born in a poor family like you and will do whatever it takes to make progress! My family has a lot of money, can’t we afford it?
A pulse-opening pill?"
Zhao Rucheng was filled with hatred and no longer restrained his words: "Yes, the Fang family is indeed rich. It's a pity that your parents died young, and you are not the only direct descendant of the Fang family, and the family resources allocated to you are even more limited. Otherwise, why?
You haven't been able to possess the Pulse Opening Pill for such a long time, but it's such a coincidence that you have it after my third brother was attacked?"
"That's really a coincidence. I can only say, what a coincidence!" Fang Peng raised his eyes with a cold light: "Don't talk about things without evidence. For the sake of our brothers, I won't argue with you. Next time,
As a disciple of the inner court, I will let you know what it means to be in an orderly manner!"
"You!" Zhao Rucheng was extremely angry.
Du Yehu even gritted his steel teeth to pieces. If the dean hadn't been present, he would have wanted to punch Fang Pengju's handsome face into pieces.
Only Jiang Wang seemed calm: "Fang Pengju, I told you. You are too arrogant and self-righteous, and you often ignore the truth because of it. Why can't you teach me what I have taught you?"
"Why don't you think about it, if the Dao Zheng Duel cannot be established, then why is Dean Dong here?"
He took a step forward and also stimulated his Tao channels. The earthworm in the dragon's spine swam violently. His whole body was as sharp as a sword and as straight as a sword!
"That's because I have also manifested my Dao veins and officially have extraordinary possibilities!"
"We are at the same level, and you dare not let the dean investigate. Therefore, the duel is established!"
While Fang Pengju was shocked, Dean Dong A had already waved his sleeves.
Right at the gate of the Taoist temple, at the feet of Jiang Wang, Fang Pengju and the two of them, a sapling suddenly burst out of the ground. Within a few breaths, it grew crazily and grew into a huge wooden stake. It lifted the two of them up, while other disciples from the outer courtyard were lifted up.
They are all separated outside.
The top of the wooden pile is as flat as if it has been shaved with a sharp tool, and is ten steps square. From a distance, it is a wooden circular high platform. However, there are branches swaying around the "high platform".
Fang Pengju had no doubt that once he turned around and ran away, these seemingly harmless branches would turn into man-eating beasts.
Jiang Wang's hand was already on the hilt of the sword, ready to go.
Dong A made a casual move, twisting a branch to roll up the sword that Fang Pengju had dropped on the ground, and threw it onto the high platform.
Fang Pengju stretched out his hand to catch it.
In front of the statue of the Taoist Master whose face could never be seen clearly, Dong A, a strong man in the fifth level of the inner palace, announced in a silent voice: "The Taoist Death Battle begins!"