"Brother Jiang."
In the main hall, Fan Qingqing smiled and spoke: "Your reputation is very popular in the offshore islands. They say you are the number one among the younger generation in Qi State!"
"This is too much to say. There are so many heroes in Qi. How can I bear it?"
Jiang Wang dealt with it with his mouth, but his mind was intertwined in the collision of inspirations, constantly interacting, entwining, and happening.
That faint aura is evolving rapidly.
What is correct pronunciation?
What is the sound of tide?
The wonderfulness of the eight tones, how they intersect. How does the flame bird roar?
"I think you can bear it! No one else knows how powerful that eight-clawed sea beast is. Our Five Immortals Sect is so close to the Raging Whale Gang, how could they not know it? Even Li Daorong had to work hard to hold the mother flag. I don’t know how he got so blinded by lard that he dared to provoke you.”
While chatting, Fan Qingqing casually stabbed Li Daorong in the side: "But the Angry Whale Gang is also used to being arrogant, so it is inevitable that they will be unruly."
"Oh, that's right." Jiang Wang said perfunctorily.
Fan Qingqing glanced at him and asked tentatively: "Speaking of which, I still don't know where little brother Jiang is from. Some news from Linzi came to the sea, and it was all in pieces and in disarray. There is nothing to say. Listen. Say...you are Master Jitu's beloved disciple?"
"How can I be so honored?" Jiang Wang smiled and continued perfunctoryly: "I just received some guidance."
"No wonder little brother Jiang is so powerful!" Fan Qingqing continued to boast: "Master Ji Tu can almost be regarded as the number one in the Eastern Territory God's Arrival. Many people agree that he is a real person."
"Oh? He is indeed powerful." Jiang Wang continued perfunctorily.
"The fact that he can give guidance to little brother Jiang is enough to prove your talent. You may become another murderer in the future!"
"Don't dare."
Jiang Wang was too perfunctory and insincere. Even if Fan Qingqing could talk again, it was a bit difficult to continue at the moment: "Brother Jiang seems to be tired and has no interest in talking? Or is it that my Five Immortals Sect did not provide good hospitality?"
"No……"
Jiang Wang simply closed his eyes on the seat: "I enjoy the sound of the tide!"
He stopped talking nonsense and ignored it.
The jumping aura painted the whole picture at this moment, and all the emotions came to one place and turned into a sigh in my heart.
It was a sigh of contentment.
in my heart.
The flame bird rises and chirps.
There are eight kinds of bird songs, which are the eight kinds of music.
The eight tones gather together, like a trickle of water, and they are completely natural, playing the sound of the tide in unison.
The sound of roaring waves.
This sound comes from Fanhaijie and also from Zhengsheng Hall.
The eight tones are in harmony, and the flames burn the sea.
The tide is the tide of sound, and the sea is the sea of fire.
The flame sparrow urges the eight tones, and the eight tones emerge together.
Jiang Wang opened his eyes and saw that the first-grade Taoist technique, Eight Sounds Burning the Sea, was completed.
Although it only evolved in my mind, it was actually successful. It’s just that there is no need to show it in front of the Five Immortals Sect and Fan Qingqing.
The threshold for a top-level Taoist skill is already in the Wailou realm. Because it is a self-created Taoist technique that thoroughly understands the fundamentals, it can be used beyond levels.
Jiang Wang did not hesitate and immediately imprinted this Taoist technique into the second inner palace. There was no need to consider proficiency in the Taoist technique he created. No matter how many times others have practiced and become familiar with it, how can the creator understand it clearly?
Until now, in addition to magical powers and immortal arts, he finally had Taoist means at the level of the outer building.
Among the five main halls of the Five Immortals Sect, you will not get such benefits if you go to any one of them.
It happened to be the Zhengsheng Hall, it happened to be the Chaosheng Zhengyin, it happened that Jiang Wang had survived the disaster of the sea, and it happened that Jiang Wang himself had the original Taoist technique of blending sound and killing like the Eight-tone Flame Sparrow, and that was the moment of inspiration.
The so-called coincidence is nothing more than this.
But a sudden flash of inspiration can only be captured by those who are prepared.
Fan Qingqing was a little dazed at the side. Why did this young man seem to be different in the blink of an eye? His eyes seemed clearer and his energy seemed more high-spirited.
Is this the genius?
All it takes to become stronger is the blink of an eye?
"Elder Fan." Jiang Wang was in a good mood and asked proactively: "I wonder if there is any opportunity to spread the word about the construction method of Zhengsheng Hall? I am very happy to hear Zhengyin and want to build a hall in Linzi!"
"You and I hit it off right away. Originally, Sister Jiang should not refuse Brother Jiang's request." Fan Qingqing sighed in embarrassment: "But this involves the secrets of our sect and cannot be spread outside."
I don't know if she is really in trouble, or maybe she realizes that Jiang Wang has gained some benefits in this palace and wants to raise the price.
How valuable would it be if something was useful for the cultivation of a great Qi Tianjiao? How much can you get from Qiting?
Just thinking about it makes it tempting.
But Jiang Wang immediately said: "Forget it then, a gentleman will not take away others' love."
The Eight Sounds Burning Sea has been completed, and he actually no longer needs the Zhengsheng Hall. The reason why I ask is purely for enjoyment. He really enjoyed the feeling of listening to authentic music, which was completely different from ordinary listening.
However, just for enjoyment, he couldn't offer any price. After all, he was born in poverty, unlike Yan Fu, a wealthy young man who was born with jade and pearls in his hand, who only wanted everything he wanted, regardless of price.
"What?"
As an elder of the Five Immortals Sect, Fan Qingqing has lived for forty-two years and has met all kinds of people, but this is the first time he has encountered such a "genius".
Which genius doesn't regard money as dirt? Which genius doesn't just want to be happy, not worth it? Who is not buying a smile with a thousand gold?
This Jiang Wang, why did he shrink back when he encountered some setbacks?
You're going to hit me with a Dao Yuan Stone!
Kung Fu and secret techniques can also be used!
She coughed with difficulty: "Actually, this matter is not completely non-negotiable..."
At this time, an old voice came clearly into the Zhengsheng Hall.
Interrupted Fan Qingqing's sales plan.
"I heard that a noble man from Linzi is going to the sea. I came to meet him!"
In the Zhengsheng Hall, this voice returned to its original state, showing the powerful aura of the owner of the voice.
A name immediately appeared in Jiang Wang's mind - Granny Bizhu!
Before she went to Duanxing Hall, she took the initiative to come to Zhengsheng Hall.
Why did Granny Bizhu come to the door not long after we sat down?
Didn't she have a discussion with the head of the Five Immortals Sect in Duanxing Hall?
Is Granny Bizhu's control over the Five Immortals Sect too deep, or...
Jiang Wang glanced at Fan Qingqing, half smiling.
Somehow, Fan Qingqing felt a little uncomfortable with this look. It was as if the secrets of my heart had been revealed.
This is a difficult character and must not be underestimated just because of his age. Not only is his talent terrifying, but his combat prowess is astonishing.
She was secretly shuddering in her heart, but she stood up, walked a few steps outside the palace, and greeted her respectfully: "Why do you come here, mother-in-law?"
From the door of the palace, an old woman with a round face and wrinkles walked in.
She was dressed very simply, like an ordinary old man that could be seen everywhere in a small village. Only holding the dragon head staff, he walked slowly. The steps were very light, but there was a sense of urgency that came from nowhere.
Behind him was another old woman with mixed black and white hair, wearing a purple Yunhai robe, who should be the head of the Five Immortals Sect.
Judging from the way she followed suit, it was obvious that it was not her idea to come to Zhengsheng Hall.
Fan Qingqing, the elder of the Five Immortals Sect, greeted her enthusiastically, as if he was afraid that Granny Bizhu would misunderstand her. Jiang Wang also stood up politely.
But as soon as Bizhu's mother-in-law entered the palace, she waved her hand and said, "You go and do other things first. Let me, mother-in-law, chat with this young man from Linzi."
In the main hall of the Five Immortals Sect, they drove out all the senior officials of the Five Immortals Sect.
