Fenglin City belongs to Qinghe County. In terms of scale, it ranks last among the thirteen cities in the county, only ahead of Maocheng.
The Taoist dean of such a city is generally a match for a middle-level sixth-grade Taoist. Dong A was in charge of Fenglin Taoist Academy with a fifth-grade cultivation level, so it was inevitable that there would be rumors that he had offended someone in Zhuangdu.
But for the disciples of Fenglin Taoist Academy, this is undoubtedly a good thing.
"So, apart from Fang Decai's testimony, before this duel, Fang Pengju personally arranged the attack with the intention of killing you and seizing the pill. You can't produce any conclusive evidence that is enough to be made public?" Dong A struck out. Wearing black Taoist robes, he sits on a futon in a quiet room.
A scroll of portraits hangs on the wall behind him, depicting a Taoist priest wearing a noble purple Taoist robe. The brushwork is delicate and the image is lifelike, but the Taoist priest's face is hidden in the clouds and mist, making it difficult to see clearly.
Jiang Wang stood respectfully in front of the dean with his head bowed. When he heard the question, he stated in as calm a tone as possible: "I know clearly that it is him, and that is enough. As for the irrefutable proof, he will naturally give it to everyone before he dies. . And he did not disappoint me."
Dong A knew that he was referring to the pulse-opening pill that Fang Pengju had taken.
"Is it too eager and reckless?"
"I should have planned it slowly and compiled the evidence to wait for the Taoist Court's decision. But in two days it will be the time for the inner court to select students. Since Fang Pengju has shown his Taoist lineage, he will definitely become the dean's disciple. Time is tight, We can only take risks. Jiang Wang dares to kill the disciples of the outer courtyard, but he does not dare to kill the disciples of the dean."
The outer sect is just a preparation, and the disciples of the inner sect are the real Taoist disciples!
Jiang Wang always lowered his head when speaking, showing the humility and duty that a disciple should have.
But what flashed through my mind at this moment was the roar of swords coming from the west!
That man named Li Yi could kill powerful men like Zuo Guanglie with one sword. There is no need to turn around a thousand times?
Compared to the battle that took place outside Huan Zhen Guan, how weak he was! The swordsmanship he was so proud of was so weak!
Where is the time to waste time, trying to find a perfect way to deal with Fang Pengju slowly in the Taoist Academy?
Furthermore, if he hadn't gone straight in with a single sword like today, brazenly launched a Taoist duel, and fought in other ways, how would he have the advantage over Fang Pengju who had the Fenglin Fang family behind him!
"If the pulse-opening pill used by Fang Pengju was stolen from you, then where did your pulse-opening pill come from?"
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Jiang Wang felt a little nervous, but his face didn't show any signs of it. The battle that took place outside Huanzhen Temple, even if no one dared to approach due to the power of the powerful person involved, would inevitably lead to investigation afterwards. Moreover, when Gong Yangbai and others set up a formation in the territory of Zhuang State, it was impossible not to communicate with the strong men of Zhuang State in advance. No matter how small a country is, it still has the dignity of a country!
As the most powerful person in Maplewoods City, Dong A couldn't possibly not understand that battle.
Fortunately, Jiang Wang had no secrets in the whole matter. In this world with extraordinary power, the traces he left behind could not be hidden.
At that moment, he tried his best to describe everything he heard at that time from the most objective perspective without any subjective attitude. Including his physical condition, his thoughts and decisions, and how he found the pulse-opening pill from the fuzzy flesh and blood, including finally burying the corpses.
Only the virtual key was ignored.
During the narration, except for the flash of anger in his eyes, Dong Ah remained silent.
Of course Jiang Wang knew where the anger came from.
In the outskirts of Maplewood City, one can see from the outside that this is the land of Zhuang Kingdom! The powerful cultivators from Qin and Chu fought brazenly here without any scruples. No one in the entire Maplewood City or even Qinghe County dared to interfere in this battle. For Zhuang Guo cultivators, this itself is a great shame.
The reason why Dong A suppressed this anger was simply because he did not want to expose the fact that Zhuang Guo was weak and avoid affecting the confidence of his disciples in practice.
He should be a good dean.
Jiang Wang silently observed in his heart this middle-level powerhouse who would dominate his cultivation path for a long time - he had never had such an opportunity before today.
While observing and summarizing, I finished narrating the experience that I had already drafted.
"The origin of your Pulse Opening Pill is clear. I have reviewed your mission history in the outer sect. You are measured and decisive, which is rare."
Dong A glanced at Jiang Wang lightly and then said: "From now on, you can call yourself a disciple in front of me."
Jiang Wang's heart suddenly relaxed, knowing that this time has passed. And he has been recognized by the dean of Fenglin Taoist Academy and was directly elected to the inner courtyard.
He crossed his thumbs, with his left hand outside and his right hand inside. He held the yin and yang in a fist and raised it to his chest. He nodded slightly and saluted, "Thank you, master."
Confucianism emphasizes that the king of heaven and earth is the master, but for Taoism, the master comes before the king and the master, because the teacher preaches the Tao and is the one who explains the Tao.
For all the disciples in the inner courtyard of Fenglin Taoist Academy, Dong A is their mentor.
Dong Ah closed his eyes slightly and said no more, "Go."
Coming out of the dean's meditation room, he walked side by side with Ling He and Zhao Rucheng who had been waiting outside.
The three of them were silent for a while, and the atmosphere was gloomy.
Jiang Wang returned, but Fang Pengju died, and the "Five Heroes of Maple Grove" still existed in name only.
Since Du Yehu didn't appear here, he must have been drinking in some corner. Among these people, he seems to be the most carefree, but when it comes to this kind of thing, he is probably the most unable to face it. No matter how harshly he scolded him and how much hatred he felt in his heart, he could not erase the fact that he once regarded Fang Pengju as a brother.
As the big brother, Ling He was the first to break the silence: "You guys go back to the dormitory first, I have to send Peng Ju's body back to Fang Mansion."
The outer disciples of Fenglin Taoist Academy live in a dormitory of six people, and the Five Heroes of Fenglin simply moved into the same dormitory because they had similar spirits. No one else can enter this circle, so they have always lived in a house with five people.
Jiang Wang said nothing.
Ling He has such a character. No matter how many faults Fang Pengju had, it was impossible for him to leave his body alone.
"Do you still hate the fourth child?" Ling He asked.
"Stop calling me like a fourth child." Zhao Rucheng's handsome face showed a hint of disgust, "I am ashamed to talk about such a despicable and vicious person who murders his brothers."
Compared with his age, Ling He's face is too old, which is probably why it is easier for him to gain trust. Among the five, he has always played the role of the big brother and takes good care of his younger brothers.
Because of his steady and mature side, people often overlook that he is actually only nineteen years old, only two years older than Jiang Wang and three years older than Zhao Rucheng.
It's just that the children of the poor have already become the masters.
Seeing Ling He's troubled expression, Jiang Wang shook his head and said, "Actually, I don't hate him. I just hate myself for being stupid and trusting him too easily. I hate that I mistrusted him."
Even though Jiang Wang acted so calmly, Ling He could still hear the trace of resentment that he couldn't let go.
"Trust is one of the most beautiful things in the world. Trust is not wrong, Jiang Wang." Our big brother said, "The fault is the person who betrayed your trust."
He didn't say any more, but his earnest eyes said:
There is nothing wrong with the brotherhood between us, let alone adulteration. Wrong, fake, just the person who turned his back on all this. It’s just Fang Pengju.
That's why he wanted to send Fang Pengju's body back so that he wouldn't be left without a trace after his death. This is not out of Fang Pengju's recognition or sympathy, but simply out of respect and maintenance of the brotherhood that the few people had and should not change in the future.
This is Big Brother, this is Linghe.
No matter whether he is as irritable as Du Yehu or as arrogant as Fang Pengju, he is willing to call him boss. Is it not just because of his age?
"You go ahead, boss. The man is dead and the grudges have been resolved." Jiang Wang shrugged, "But I can't go with you."
"I can't even do it." Zhao Rucheng said coldly.
"You kid!" Ling He patted Zhao Rucheng on the shoulder, looked at Jiang Wang deeply, then turned and left.
