[Ranking of Youmai Realm, ninety-seven. 】
This was Jiang Wang’s final result in the Taixu Illusion Realm Traveling Pulse Realm matching match. He broke into the top 100.
In the last few battles, he narrowly escaped serious injuries. If he had to do it over again, he might not be able to do it again.
Jiang Wang understood that this was his current limit.
There is a line of small words behind this information: The top 100~50 people will be rewarded with ten points for every day they maintain their position.
But it has nothing to do with Jiang Wang, and he decided to attack the Zhoutian realm today.
It is true that he still has potential that can be tapped in the Youmai Realm, such as using the Taoist Stage and his remaining 2800 points to deduce more powerful Taoist techniques that can be mastered at the current stage. For example, waiting for the completion of the Four Spirits Body Refining Technique.
But these are just side branches compared to the cultivation itself.
Zhen Wudi is proficient in many types of Taoist arts. This does not mean that he has endless energy, nor is he stuck in the Youmai realm and unable to move forward. But he is really talented, and most of the Taoist techniques can be learned and mastered instantly without spending much energy at all.
However, even such a genius has been polishing his own Xiao Zhoutian and thinking about what kind of Xiao San is the most suitable. These were learned by the two of them while chatting.
But for Jiang Wang, his little Zhou Tian was a matter of course.
Just like that fire flower, the seeds germinate and bloom naturally.
He felt more and more the greatness of life.
…
Jiang Wang was sitting cross-legged, his mind deep in Tongtian Palace.
The purpose of crazy battle matches in Taixu Fantasy Realm is to see how far you can reach before breaking through. And when Xiao Zhou Tian reached perfection, he chose to go down the river. There is no need to insist on being invincible in the Youmai Realm.
The two galactic spirals constructed by Jiang Wang are the sun spiral and the moon spiral.
Now the third Dao Xuan is naturally the star, returning to the galaxy universe.
The first circle is the sun, and the stars in the sky are in formation, starting from the sun star. The sun rises and the world becomes bright.
The second Taoist circle is the moon, and the lunar star is related to almost everything about him. Only the bright moon can illuminate my heart.
The third Tao spirals into stars, and the sun and moon are in the galaxy.
The sun, moon, stars, and rivers are traversed by celestial bodies, and the universe is infinite.
When the last Dao Yuan was embedded, the Zhoutian Star Formation lighted up again, and the Star Swirl was completed.
On the dome of Tongtian Palace, the sun, moon and stars rotate in turn, which is magnificent.
So Little Zhoutian was perfect.
The three radiances of the sun, moon and stars complement each other, illuminating the Tongtian Palace.
Jiang Wang could clearly sense that Tongtian Palace had "expanded".
It's not just about space.
He can now imprint a Taoist skill he is familiar with on the dome and freeze his first instant Taoist skill.
Of course, this Taoist art can only be fireworks.
In the 14th year of Zhuang Li Yongtai's reign, November 24th. Jiang Wang established the third Daoxuan. Complete the small weekly cycle. Officially entered the Zhoutian realm.
Imprinted with instant Taoist magic, fireworks.
It took him four months from opening the pulse to laying the foundation. But it only took him two months to go from the Youmai Realm to the Zhoutian Realm. This was in response to the choices he made before laying the foundation stone.
Today's effect is yesterday's cause.
…
When the courtyard door creaked open.
Wang Changji sighed helplessly: "Why are you back again? Is it so easy to practice in the county academy?"
As he spoke, he turned his head from the recliner and saw the old man walking into the courtyard.
All expression went away and his lips pursed.
The fat orange cat was lying on his belly, licking its paws lazily.
The old man was in good spirits and his steps were steady and powerful.
He snorted from his nostrils: "Why, when you see your biological father, you can't even say hello?"
"Dad." Wang Changji called out very calmly.
This attitude made the old man even more unhappy, so he snorted again: "I spend my whole day teasing wild cats and reading idle books instead of doing my job!"
Wang Changji didn't even try to argue that Xiao Ju was not a wild cat, he just stroked its fat head without saying a word.
The old man put his hands behind his back, walked two steps, and then said: "There is a shortage of stewards in the accounting room recently. At least you have read some books and gone over to practice."
"Not going."
"Why don't you go?" The old man frowned: "You, Wang Changji, are more noble than others and can't get involved in worldly affairs?"
"My son has a cold nature. He can't do anything well and has no intention of doing anything. Father, please come back."
"Who are you driving away? Your food, clothing, and shelter, what doesn't belong to me?"
"I'll move." Wang Changji got up from the recliner, hugged the orange cat and walked out.
Actually, I didn’t organize anything, and I didn’t want to bring anything with me.
"Stop!" The old man's beard was angry and he pointed his finger on his forehead: "Are you deliberately trying to piss me off to death?"
Wang Changji took a step back slightly and let the old man's fingers leave his forehead. He said quietly: "I don't understand. I just read books and play with the cats every day. I grow vegetables and cook. Who are you bothering? What are you so angry about?"
"You are my son, Wang Lianshan, so you can't just be a waste waiting to die!"
"Waste? Ha, waste..." Wang Changji lowered his head and scratched the fat cat in his arms: "Look at you, waste."
In fact, the facial features of the two father and son are quite similar. Ignoring the content of their conversation and just staying alone in the small courtyard, the scene is unexpectedly very harmonious. But compared to the anger in Wang Lianshan's eyes, Wang Changji's eyes were too indifferent.
Wang Lianshan controlled his temper and said stiffly: "Your brother is very talented and is the seed of practice. Since you can't practice, you have to take on secular duties. I am getting older..."
Wang Changji interrupted his rare tenderness: "Don't say goodbye. You are a monk in Zhou Tian Realm. If nothing happens, you won't be able to die even if I die."
Wang Lianshan has always been a good person in the clan. The only time he was attacked and questioned in his life was when he invested a lot of resources in his eldest son, but in the end he cultivated a waste.
Fortunately, the younger son Wang Changxiang grew up quickly, and now his prestige is unshakable.
At this time, he could no longer control his temper and said angrily: "How clearly do you want me to speak clearly? Apart from worrying your brother, what good effect can you have on the useless thing you are now? He will come back to see you in a few days. Once you, do you know how fierce the competition is in the county court?"
"I asked you why you suddenly care about me..." Wang Changji actually smiled slightly: "That's it!"
"Otherwise, who would be willing to take care of you? I'm too lazy to take care of you if you want to be your trash, but if you affect Chang Xiang's practice, I'll break your legs!"
"Don't say that about my brother!"
It was Wang Changxiang's voice.
At that time, he was standing outside the courtyard gate, covered in dust. The setting sun was just behind him, about to sink.
The usually gentle face was now filled with anger.
"Bastard!" Wang Lianshan turned around and was furious: "Why are you talking to your father?"
"I'm sorry, Dad." Wang Changxiang lowered his head subconsciously to admit his mistake, but quickly raised his head again: "But I can pay for my brother's food, clothing, and accommodation. Don't interfere in his life anymore."
Wang Lianshan was silent for a while. "If he wants to be a waste, that's up to him. But remember your duty! The clan provides resources for you to practice, and we don't let you fish for three days and dry the nets for two days!"
"I will work hard to practice." Wang Changxiang said seriously: "Also, don't call him a waste again."
"Everyone's wings are stiff!" Wang Lianshan walked away with a puff of his sleeves: "I don't care. It's up to you!"
The two brothers watched his back as he stepped out of the yard.
"Why are you stopping him?" Wang Changji said calmly: "I am a waste."
Wang Changxiang immediately turned to look at him: "You're not!"
Seeing his brother's stubborn expression, Wang Changji couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, okay, I'm not."
He flicked the orange cat's head with his finger, "It is."
Xiao Ju didn't understand what these boring humans were talking about, so she just twisted in Wang Changji's arms and meowed lowly.
This world seems to finally have a little life.
