Red Heart Survey

Two brothers who are direct relatives, one is the favored son of the Taoist Academy, and the other lives alone in a corner of the family.

The gap between the sky, the earth, the cloud and the mud can probably drive people crazy, but Wang Changji couldn't see any anger and depression on his face. From beginning to end, he was eating peacefully.

It seems that eating is the most important thing in this world.

He ate at a regular pace and with great care.

He ate all the pig's trotters and green vegetables that belonged to him, and swallowed the last bite of rice. He just looked at his younger brother, and said in a gentle voice, "Changxiang, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing serious, I just did a mission and wanted to chat with my brother."

"Hey, eat the greens, you can't just eat meat." Wang Changji stroked the orange cat that was gnawing on the pig's trotters, coaxing him gently, and then turned to Wang Changxiang: "Tell me, you seem to be preoccupied."

"We went to investigate the loss of contact in Xiaolin Town, only to find out after we went there that it was covered by thick fog, and even the breath-blowing tornado couldn't blow it away. Clothed into the Nine Palaces Wandering Soul Formation... Xiaoju!" At this point, Wang Changxiang suddenly yelled angrily.

But it turned out that the fat orange cat was impatient with Wang Changji always teasing it with green vegetables, so it gave him a kick with its back paw, scratching three bloodstains on the back of Wang Changji's hand.

"You are so fierce." Wang Changji sighed helplessly, and gave up trying to let Xiaoju 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 these things." I can't understand the Taoist formation or something."

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 finger and rubbed his forehead, "Say it, tell it."

"Do you know, brother. Someone used all the creatures in Xiaolin Town to gather the wandering souls of Fenglin City over the years, and before the arrival of City Lord Wei, they gathered ghostly ghosts and left!" At this moment, Wang Changxiang was like a child asking for credit.

"Ghost Gate Phantom? Is it very powerful?"

"Paying such a high price is of course extraordinary! With the phantom of the ghost gate in hand, you can communicate with the underworld anytime, anywhere. The power of the underworld Taoism can be increased by at least half! Taoism such as exorcising ghosts can completely surpass the level." Said At this point, Wang Changxiang lowered his eyebrows again: "I don't know where the monster behind him will use this to cause trouble."

"This matter will be dealt with by the Criminal Investigation Department. If Wei Quji can't do it, there will be the county guard. If the city daoyuan can't support it, there will be the county daoyuan. Behind the county daoyuan, there will be the national daoyuan. Don't worry about it." Wang Changji said in relief. .

At this time, Xiaoju had already gnawed the pig's trotters clean, without even looking at the dish of vegetables, she licked her paws, and walked away proudly.

Wang Changji got up to clean up the dishes.

"I won't keep you anymore." He said this before entering the door.

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, he flicked his little finger suddenly.

An imperceptible wind blade swiftly passed by.

Xiaoju jumps up suddenly, looking left and right suspiciously, half of its long beard is blowing down with the wind.

"Don't dare to scratch my brother again...huh." Wang Changxiang left here with a smile on his lips.

It's just that he remembered how much his elder brother yearned for Taoism when they were young, and how much he loved that extraordinary world. But now no matter what he said in front of him, he could no longer see that kind of wave.

He seemed to be content with such a life.

Wang Changxiang's steps couldn't be brisk after all.

...

Today, the teacher is talking about Ding's middle-grade Taoism Flame Knife, which can be regarded as an advanced step of Ding's low-grade Taoism with flames, and it is also one of the foundations of the fire-moving Taoism.

It is to gather flames into knives, and directly use the scorching fire element force to kill the opponent, and it is also very effective against filth such as ghosts.

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 about such Taoism, but at this moment he suddenly remembered Wei Yan's long knife. The blade was extremely sharp, and it was by no means an ordinary weapon. Because in terms of Wei Yan's strength, Fan Tie is just a burden to him.

He also thought of Li Jianqiu's saber hanging by his side all the year round, thinking that it must be extraordinary.

Thinking about it made him jealous, his sword was already half useless after cutting the grieving ghost last time, he came back and paid for a new one, it was still an ordinary wrought iron sword. He couldn't afford a really powerful sword weapon, and he had no way out.

It's just that I don't know how powerful the weapons are in the hands of those great martial artists who have entered the Tao with martial arts?

He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't notice the atmosphere in the class. It wasn't until Ling He pushed him quietly that he realized it.

The lecturer was an old man who was almost sixty years old, and his surname was Xiao. Students privately call him Xiao Tiemian.

The situation at this time was that after Xiao Tiemian had finished teaching the skills, he randomly selected a few students to practice. When Fang Heling was drawn, he stumbled and finished the Taoism. Although the flame of the flame knife was wobbly, it was completed after all.

Even Xiao Tiemian was a little satisfied, but this guy suddenly said: "Brother Jiang Wang still opened the veins in front of me, why don't you come and try this Taoism, if anything goes wrong, just ask our teacher for advice."

So Xiao Tiemian's eyes fell on Jiang Wang who was distracted.

Crap. Jiang Wang thought. He got up from the futon and said honestly: "I haven't laid the foundation yet."

Fang Heling, who entered the inner sect at the same time, was already able to perform Taoism, but he had not succeeded in laying the foundation, and the eyes of other students looked a little weird.

"Don't you need to listen to lectures before laying the foundation?" Xiao Tiemian asked with his eyes wide open. What he hates the most are students who sneak, rape and play tricks. Obviously embarked on the extraordinary road, but did not know how to cherish it, and only regarded it as the capital to show off in front of ordinary people.

"I know I was wrong." Jiang Wang bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

Xiao Tiimian said coldly: "Go back and copy the "Zixu Jing" a hundred times, and you don't need to come to my class before you finish copying."

"Yes." Jiang Wang bowed his head in response, groaning secretly in his heart. The full name of the Zixu Sutra is "Zixu Gaomiao Taishangjing", which is the fundamental Taoism of the Yujing Mountain lineage, and every Taoist priest of the Yujing Mountain lineage can be said to be familiar with it. There is really no need to transcribe, Xiao Tiemian is purely punishment.

The most important thing is that the entire text of this Taoist scripture is nearly 30,000 words... When will this be copied?

But he knew he couldn't answer, otherwise with Xiao Tiemian's temper, he might beat him up by rolling up his sleeves.

For the next class, Jiang Wang tried his best to cheer up, and he didn't dare to slack off at all. Finally, Xiao Tie left with his hands behind his back, and Fang Heling swayed over again in a chattering voice.

"Oh, Junior Brother Jiang, I'm really sorry. I didn't know that you haven't laid the foundation yet!" Fang Heling also very naturally changed Senior Brother to Junior Brother, with a regretful tone: "After opening the pulse, it took me fifty-three days to lay the foundation. I felt that I was too slow, and I felt ashamed. Thinking about the prestige of Junior Brother Jiang in the past, the foundation should have been laid a long time ago... Sigh, you said this is a big deal .”

The foundation-laying array commonly used by the Zhuanguo Taoist Academy has a total of 81 arrays. Judging from the harvest of two dao yuans from the practice of pulse pulse twice a day, the 53-day foundation laying cannot be said to be slow. Because there are still many errors in the movement matrix, which caused the progress to stagnate.

At present, the record for the fastest foundation laying of the entire City Daoyuan is Zhu Weiwo. He successfully laid the foundation in nine days, surpassing all previous records. Judging from this unbelievable speed, it is absolutely impossible for his Taoist true spirit to be of the level of an earthworm true spirit like Jiang Wang. But the specific level of true spirit involves personal privacy, so it is impossible to ascertain.

Having said that, in terms of the general situation of the disciples of Fenglin City Taoist Academy, sixty to ninety days is normal.

It's no wonder Fang Heling is complacent.

He didn't hide the provocation in his eyes, and he really wanted to see the proud guy in front of him become angry. He even simulated in his mind how to use Taoism to solve this country bumpkin who can only rely on swordsmanship wonderfully in the next battle.

But Jiang Wang just smiled, turned and left.

No anger, no care.