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Cangjie created characters, and ghosts and gods cried at night.
The power contained in words is astonishing.
Zhao Wujiang flipped through the pages of the book in his hand, and each word seemed to have life, jumping into his eyes as deep as night.
He was blessed, felt in his heart, and the rhythm of Taoism pervaded his whole body.
In just half an hour, he finished flipping through the thick "Tao Zang". He closed his eyes and thought about it carefully, sitting still like an old Taoist.
The words flowed in his mind like water, and he quickly browsed the contents of "Tao Zang" over and over in his mind.
After another cup of tea, he suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes deep and calm. He looked around at the people around him, as if he had seen another world.
The world is colorful, some are bright and some are dark, and everyone's Qi is different. The colors are as diverse as the seven emotions and six desires, such as red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, purple, and black and white.
And these auras are like clouds of water mist covering everyone, flowing and changing all the time.
"Qi-gazing technique?" The third elder and others looked shocked. In less than an hour, Zhao Wujiang had understood the Qi-gazing technique? How can it be?
Could this son be the reincarnation of Tao Ancestor? Can one person look at many people? How could he bear it?
The great elder's eyes narrowed slightly. His old eyes were no longer cloudy, but as deep as the sea.
He knew that Yang Miaozhen "played favoritism and cheated", but looking at others with one person had already passed the initial stage of Qi-gazing. Zhao Wujiang could only be described as having an astounding talent.
Senior brother, is this the reason why you do this? The great elder sighed in his heart.
The other disciples were slower to feel it, but they had already felt it. This was clearly the Qi-Wang technique within the Taoist sect.
But in less than an hour, Zhao Wujiang had learned this technique?
Although the Qi Watching Technique is easy to get started, it's not that simple, right?
Moreover, there were traces of the Wang Qi Technique they used, but Zhao Wujiang's eyes were as usual. If they hadn't been familiar with the Wang Qi Technique, they wouldn't have been able to tell that they were performing Taoist magic.
This means that Zhao Wujiang not only learned it, but also penetrated it deeply.
The Renzong disciples were more and more shocked. This gap was so different from them.
Who said Zhao Wujiang was not worthy of the saint before? This kind of talent is more than enough to be a saint son of the human sect, and it is even possible to be a Taoist disciple common to the three sects of the Tao sect.
Liu Jicang staggered back a few steps dejectedly. Zhao Wujiang's fate was so amazing that he could no longer think of fighting.
Whether it was talent, appearance, martial arts cultivation, or even his current compatibility with the Tao, he lost to Zhao Wujiang.
I originally thought that the existence of a monster like Tianzong Zhang Xiaoguo would be a shock to people, but I didn't expect that now there would be another Zhao Wujiang, who was even more monster than Zhang Xiaoguo.
What is he comparing it to?
The more Liu Jicang thought about it, the more depressed he became. There was a crack in his Taoist heart, which tended to spread. Then a mouthful of blood spurted out and he fell to the ground.
People around him exclaimed, and the third elder stepped forward, picked up his disciple, sighed, and flew to the back hall.
Some people can be enemies, but some people should not overestimate their capabilities.
Zhao Wujiang withdrew his eyes, and he quickly read through "Tao Zang" again. Then he stood up and handed the book to the great elder, smiling gently:
"Thank you, elder."
The great elder took back his thoughts, sighed with emotion, and said seriously:
“Zhao Wujiang, the third level of pass has been passed.
The fact that you become a Taoist couple with the saintly daughter of this sect has nothing to do with the sect's rules.
You can make a pact with her now.
But I would like to remind you that after signing the oath, if you violate the oath, your soul will be destroyed. "
Zhao Wujiang nodded.
Yang Miaozhen's long autumn eyes trembled, her clothes were fluttering, and she walked forward with lotus steps. Side by side with Zhao Wujiang, she began to recite the oath to the statue of Emperor Zhenwu in the hall.
Her voice was soft and waxy, trembling and joyful.
When she said something, Zhao Wujiang followed her carefully and read every word carefully.
The two of them knelt on the futon and gazed devoutly at the statue of Emperor Zhenwu, like a couple of gods and immortals, or like newlyweds worshiping heaven and earth.
The spectators around him were silent, some sighed and some sighed.
