In the small courtyard of Dong'a.
The third Taoist cycle was about to be established, but Jiang Wang was not worried about whether he could achieve the first small cycle. That was a matter of course, and he now has 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 Taoist techniques on combat is almost decisive.
Before the Taoism itself can be completely dismantled, no matter how proficient or rapid a Taoism is, it will take several breaths of time. In a fierce fight, a single breath is enough to be fatal.
The reason why Jiang Wang's magic sword is precious is because it has a golden arrow engraved on it. The golden light arrow is not powerful, but the sword formation makes it achieve an almost instantaneous effect, so it has application significance in battle.
However, the long cooling time is also a shortcoming that cannot be ignored.
After completing the Little Zhoutian cycle, Tongtian Palace will be able to support him to engrave an instant Taoist technique.
And among the low-level Taoist skills he has learned so far in the Taoist Academy, none are satisfactory enough, and there is a lack of extremely practical Taoist skills 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 techniques tend to have stronger binding power, while fire-based 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 happened that the National Academy of Taoism 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 the 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: "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 Arts and Sciences only came up with the result not long ago. This Fireworks , it comes from the 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. Putting aside the existence of extraordinary talents, in a sense, C-level Taoism is the upper limit for eighth-grade Zhoutian realm monks.
This Taoist skill is already of the third-grade level, especially it is fireworks, which is the basis of the Taoist firework that burns down the city.
"Master Dong, this is the Taoist technique." Jiang Wang said immediately.
Dong A took out a pamphlet 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 honors you have."
It is appropriate to deduct the Taoist honors, and the Taoist academy teaches some regular Taoism for free. But Taoist arts of the same level as Fire Flower are naturally outside the norm. How many people are trying to change their heads, but there is no such thing on the Daoxun list.
The National Academy of Sciences has just cracked it, and it is currently only circulated among strong people of Dong'a's level. The fact that he is willing to pass on this Taoist technique to Jiang Wang shows how much he values him.
Since Sanshan City, Jiang Wang's Daoxun had been running low, and now he had taken advantage of him.
Although Dong Ah was upright and often appeared to be unkind, his love for his disciples was not false.
Jiang Wang respectfully took the booklet 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 over this period of time, Dong-ah has built trust in his heart.
"Then what?" Dong Amai 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. This kind of thing is difficult to talk about. 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 Chengdao Academy, should worry about!”
"Yes." Jiang Wang lowered his head and admitted his mistake: "Disciple understands."
…
It's still the same cave paved with bones. 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 caught up in 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 ghost gate ghost shadow, what can he do? Can things trip him up?"
"Didn't the Great Elder have 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. Represents 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, it is the Great Elder who currently calls the shots in White Bone Dao.
The three elders sacrificed themselves to achieve the ghost gate. Nowadays, if there is anyone in the sect who can compete with the Great 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."
"What's the hurry, Lady Saint?" The second elder turned his head with a smile on his face. There are only whites in a pair of 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, Jie Jie smiled strangely, "Go ahead, go ahead."
…
The Bone Messenger hurried a few steps, caught 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 spoke 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 topic: "But so are you. If he brags, let him brag. You are an old man, why bother with him?"
Miaoyu glanced at him: "Why are you like those three aunts and six women, talking nonsense? 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 forget the old love only 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.
