The focus of fireworks is not the flames, but the flowers.
The key point of a flower is not its shape, but its spirit.
In fact, Bai Lian also displayed fireworks generated from white flames when fighting Ji Xuan on the Qingjiang River. The inspiration should also come from Zuo Guanglie's fireworks burning the city.
Jiang Wang got into a misunderstanding at the beginning. He tried to manipulate the power of the fire element to carve a flower. Thanks to the exquisiteness of the Yuan Control Art, he was able to do this. But the flame flower that he worked so hard to maintain was ultimately just a flame, not a flower.
So it cannot "bloom".
Don't try to form a flower, it should just happen naturally.
Jiang Wang secretly pinched the Dao Jue, and a little fire energy was generated at his fingertips.
Under the careful pouring of Daogen, it gradually expanded.
Jiang Wang imagined that he was watering and fattening, and that the first bit of fire elemental power was the seed of the flower.
The vitality is its nourishment, and the spirit of the Taoist is its vitality.
It grows, grows, sprouts...
Finally, a small fire flower bloomed on the fingertips.
Between the petals, there are faintly connected patterns that are almost natural.
Together they build beauty, and they also condense extremely powerful destructive power.
Every flower has its own unique beauty.
This firework is different from Dong'a's firework, and it is definitely different from Zuo Guanglie's own firework. But the fireworks belong exclusively to Jiang Wang himself.
Because he gave it "life".
This is another form of life.
Although it is classified as a C-grade Taoist art, it is definitely different from the Taoist art of the same level.
Only such fireworks can develop into the fireworks that astound everyone and burn the city.
Jiang Wang cultivated the fireworks, but he did not feel proud.
Instead there is only awe.
Fireworks are just the foundation of the art of burning the city with fireworks, which can attract strong men like Dong A to study. It is said that Zuo Guanglie was only nineteen years old when he created the art of burning the city with fireworks. The same age as Ling He now.
What a brilliant person that is!
What does it matter if he dominates the same rank in Maplewood City Taoist Academy? Or as Zhen Wudi said, even if he reaches the top of the Wandering Pulse Realm in the Taixu Illusion Realm, what does it mean?
A truly strong person sees more than the scenery in front of him.
After mastering the fireworks, Jiang Wang was confident that he could win more than three out of ten battles with Zhen Wudi.
Because he also has the means to threaten Zhen Wudi without getting close, the space for combat options is greatly increased. This is not a simple leap.
Originally, in the battle between the two, if Zhen Wudi didn't use all his secret skills, he would not be able to take advantage.
When competing with Zhen Wudi, there are fewer and fewer areas for improvement.
Therefore, after re-entering the illusion of Taixu, Jiang Wang decisively ignored Fatty Zhen and started a new battle match on the Sword Forum.
…
Fang Heling walked into the ancestral hall, and what was waiting for him was not the three-in-one trial he originally thought, but only his father Fang Zehou.
Facing the tablets of the Fang family's ancestors, he stood with his hands behind his back.
"Dad." Fang Heling shouted in a low voice.
Fang Zehou turned around, raised his hand and slapped him.
Snapped!
"Do you know what you're doing?"
Fang Heling's face swelled rapidly, but he did not cry out in pain, and did not dare to avoid it.
"I know." He said.
Snapped!
"You know?" Fang Zehou asked.
Snapped!
Another backhand slap.
"you know?"
Fang Heling remained silent.
"Do you know what the current situation is in the Yun Kingdom? Do you know that the person you asked the caravan to cover is probably the demon in the Bone Road, or even Ouyang Lie himself?"
"Do you know what the White Bone Path is? Do you know how Xiaolin Town disappeared? Those people are real devils, killing the living, desecrating the souls of the dead, and they can't do anything! You say you know?"
"Do you know the consequences of getting involved with them? Don't worry about Yun Guo's business. Wei Quji alone will skin you alive and implicate the entire Fang family! You say you know?"
Fang Zehou was so angry that his fingers trembled. He raised his hand to slap Fang Heling again.
"They planted something on me!" Fang Heling shouted, his voice lowered: "If I don't obey, I will die."
"When you went on a mission before and the whole team was wiped out?"
"Yes." Fang Heling explained what happened that day.
"This is a conspiracy!" Fang Zehou said angrily after hearing this: "You are a fool who was manipulated and fooled!"
"But I have no choice. Dad."
"I listen to you. I worked hard to catch up with Jiang Wang. I want to prove to you that I can do it. I practice hard and I practice actively. I can do all the tasks that Jiang Wang can take on! But those people are too strong. They were killed as soon as they met. How could I not know that this was a conspiracy?" Fang Heling said, "But I don't want to die, Dad."
"No, no." Fang Zehou shook his head and said: "I will find someone to find a solution for what you swallowed. This matter must be reported to the city lord. When it comes to matters involving the Bone Road, our Fang family cannot handle it! Even if your clan uncle is willing It’s useless to help, no one in the Fang family can handle it!”
There is actually a big shot in the Fang family of Maplewood City. He joined the army in his early years and is now the commander-in-chief of the Maplewood City Guards. However, he was born in a side clan and did not receive any resources within the clan when he was growing up. He was not very close to the other party's family.
He was very loyal to Wei Quji who had the kindness to meet him. Asking for help might take care of some small things, but he would never condone such things.
If given a choice, Fang Zehou is willing to shoulder the burden for his son. But he knew very well that he couldn't bear it. Even if the entire Fang family is pressed, it will still be the same.
"Dad, you can't do this." Fang Heling took a step to the right and stopped in front of Fang Zehou.
"Get away!" Fang Zehou slapped him in the face.
But Fang Heling still stood there, just turned his head that was slapped, looked at his father and said: "If Wei Quji knows that I am involved in the Bone Path, your son will be really ruined! Dong A doesn't want to Maybe you can protect me!"
"You have been ruined!" Fang Zehou shouted, he was a little tired: "Now I want to keep the Fang family."
"Dad." Fang Heling suddenly took action, held Fang Zehou down, and pushed him to the chairs on both sides of the ancestral hall.
"I am not destroyed. I have already reached the Zhoutian realm, and the Tongtian realm is just around the corner."
His tone was a little crazy.
"Fang Heling! What do you want to do?" Fang Zehou scolded.
"Dad, you can't even imagine how much power the White Bones Dao can mobilize. There are countless forces helping Ouyang Lie evacuate the Yun Kingdom, and our caravan is just one of them. He may appear in any team and It's not that we have to do it. But we need the White Bone Dao." Fang Heling pressed Fang Zehou's shoulder, looked directly at him and said: "Do you know what they give me when I do things for them? Blood for elixir!"
"I only took one, and I broke through to the Zhoutian realm. Do you know what this means?"
"I just entered the inner sect this year. If I practice step by step, when can I catch up with Wang Changxiang and Zhang Linchuan? Our Fang family will always be inferior to others, depending on their looks!"
"It's different now, you know?"
"I know they all look down on me. Fang Pengju, Jiang Wang, Zhao Rucheng, and even Zhang Linchuan and Shen Nanqi! They treat me as a joke! I know you look down on me too!"
"But it's different now. Sooner or later, everyone will have to look at me!"
"You ask me if I know what I am doing? I know very well. I am just trying my best to prove it to you."
Fang Zehou himself did not have a high talent for cultivation, nor did he earn his current status through cultivation.
So in front of his son, he didn't have much power to resist.
He followed every bit of Fang Heling's progress and was very pleased.
But he never expected that White Bone Dao would intervene and use a brutal test of life and death to knock his son back to his original shape.
He was heartbroken: "You are seeking skin from a tiger!"
"father!"
Fang Heling knelt in front of Fang Zehou.
"Dad, just trust me once. Ever since I was a child, I have followed your arrangements. Now let me make my own decision. I am clear-headed and know what I am doing. I don't want to be anyone's shadow anymore!
Seeking skin from a tiger...may not necessarily lead to success!
Maybe one day, my son can peel off the tiger skin and show it to you. "
"But the premise is that you have the strength to fight a tiger. My stupid son." Fang Zehou lamented in his heart. But no more words came out of his mouth.
The door of the ancestral hall slowly closed.
On this day, Fang Zehou was put under house arrest by his only son in the ancestral hall, and the power of the Fang family changed hands.
