What does it take to kill a dragon?
With this idea in mind, Wang Xiaotai began her study career at the Old Mother Palace. Her qualifications were too poor and she had no immortal roots at all. If she wanted to become an immortal and a god by herself, it would be like an ant climbing to the sky. No chance.
Wang Xiaotai thought of many ways, and also asked Li Jiutuan insinuatingly how to kill a dragon. Li Jiutuan sighed, saw through her thoughts, and said bluntly that if she wanted to live, she should not fight against the dragon clan. There are many immortals in the world. They all have the ability to slay dragons, but no one would do so, because the dragon clan has not yet exhausted its energy, and it is a natural god with the protection of heaven. If he persists in this, Wang Xiaotai may be in danger of his life.
Even if it can succeed, the Dragon Clan will protect its shortcomings and kill a dragon, which will inevitably lead to crazy revenge from the entire Dragon Clan. What's more, among the Dragon Clan, Qiantang is a dragon king of the Ao family. If someone kills Qiantang, that person's face and aura will definitely be It will be passed on to every dragon clan through the dragon clan's ancestral Taoism, and it will not stop until death.
Nezha is a typical example. One person slays the dragon, and the entire Chentangguan takes the blame for him. No one is willing or able to bear such a price.
What's more, Li Jiutuan couldn't figure out how a mortal could kill a dragon.
Poison? To poison a dragon, you need at least enough poison to fill two Taihu Lakes to be effective. What's more, dragon blood is immune to all poisons and can detoxify itself if poisoned.
Chop with a knife or an ax? Dragon scales are notoriously strong weapons. How can you kill a dragon with them? Even if Wang Xiaotai tries his best, he probably won't be able to hurt the dragon scales at all.
The rolling thunder struck it to death? Dragons are born to call upon the wind and rain, so soaking in Tianlei is as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring.
Drown him? Dragons are naturally good at water.
Burn him to death? Dragons are born to be firebending.
How to kill a dragon? Li Jiutuan was helpless and unwilling to help her.
There are countless books in the old mother's palace. Since there is no possibility of using force, Wang Xiaotai decided to find another way. A certain sage said that knowledge is power. Learn more knowledge and be prepared. No matter whether it works or not, take a walk first and give it a try before talking.
It is said that there are three hundred disciples in the Old Mother's Palace. Most of these people were rescued by Old Mother Lishan from various places. She took pity on their poor fate and brought them into the Old Mother's Palace. She tried her best to educate them, hoping that they would let go of their anger and become angry. dissipate.
Of course, in addition to humans, demons, demons, and even gods all study in the Old Mother Palace. Although the Old Mother does not teach in person, the name of the Lishan Old Mother is resounding, and many people are willing to come to the Old Mother Palace to study because of this reputation. , and over time Lao Mu Palace has become a world-famous Immortal Academy.
Famous students from the human race include Zhong Wuyan, Fan Lihua, and Mu Guiying. Famous students from the demon race include the White Snake Bai Suzhen, whom Wang Xiaotai has grown up hearing about since she was a child. The Empress of Three Heavens is also a disciple of Lao Mu and has practiced in Lao Mu Palace for hundreds of years. They They are all Wang Xiaotai’s seniors.
But these glorious histories have nothing to do with Wang Xiaotai. She tries to attend classes with her senior brothers and sisters, including Taoism classes, conjuration classes, martial arts classes, elixir classes, transformation classes, animal training classes, and divination classes... ··It took her more than half a year to listen to all the lectures in the mother's palace, but she could not understand anything.
She didn't know how to get lucky, she didn't know how to practice, she didn't know how to enter the body, and she didn't know what it meant to communicate with heaven and earth. She watched the classmates around her build their foundations one by one, and watched them advance thousands of miles day by day. Seeing himself being left behind by everyone.
It is easy for others to make mistakes and make a lot of jokes when taking the elixir class. The elixir class is filled with smoke and all kinds of strange smells. And Wang Xiaotai didn't even have a chance to make a mistake. She just stared at the herbs on the table, and then looked at the people around her who used their spiritual power as a guide to light the pill furnace and refine these colorful and weird herbs into pills.
And all she could do was watch.
During the transformation class, the teacher of the transformation class said that there are powerful demons who can transform into seventy-two ways. Most people can only transform into five or six different things. The transformation class is everyone's favorite class.
During class, they would even naughtily turn into pigs and grunt at the teacher on the stage. The teacher looked at the group of pigs in the audience and laughed angrily. He raised his hand and waved his sleeves and smashed a bottle of pink elixir on the table. On the ground, the pink smoke dispersed, and the group of pigs groaned and realized that they were fixed in the shape of pigs. No matter how hard they tried, they could not undo the teacher's fixation spell. They became anxious and groaned louder at the teacher.
All of a sudden, the pigs in the classroom began to grunt, which was really ridiculous. Wang Xiaotai was the only human among the pigs. She knew how ridiculous the scene in front of her was, but she couldn't laugh at all.
She didn't even have a chance to turn into one of the pigs.
She became more and more gloomy, and her bangs became thicker and thicker, covering her face. She kept her head down all day, rushing through the crowd, not communicating with anyone or coming into contact with anyone. She would come to class and leave as soon as class was over. In the classroom, I just sit in the corner and edge, burying my head in my notebook and recording something.
No one had seen her notes, no one knew what was written in them.
Li Jiutuan also tried to communicate with her. He suggested that Wang Xiaotai should stop working on classes that are not suitable for her. She has no spiritual power and no entry into the Tao. These will only cause a burden to her. She should learn from female workers and girls. What you need to learn can be learning to play the piano, dancing, or farming, or you can directly use the things in the old mother's palace to learn how to make yourself better, and stop being obsessed with immortality.
All the magic techniques in this life have no chance with her, so she must not become obsessed with them.
"Brother, I have a question." Wang Xiaotai's thick bangs covered her eyebrows. She lowered her head and looked at the ants passing slowly on the ground. "There is an angel in the heavenly palace. As soon as he saw me, he blurted out and called me Wang Fuyao, why?"
Wang Fuyao, this name was something Wang Xiaomo had never heard of before. The first time he heard this name was on Mount Tai.
But why do they all think it was Wang Fuyao who walked to Mount Tai?
Li Jiutuan was stunned for a moment, looking at the dejected little girl in front of him with complicated eyes. He wanted to reach out and touch her head to comfort her, but he didn't know where to start, so he took his hand back and said, "Destiny pointed to the Jinghe massacre. Wang Fuyao should be the only survivor."
Wang Fuyao, the only daughter of Wang Haoran, the prefect of Anyang County in Jinghe, was born to be a morning star. The Jinghe massacre was the end of 600,000 people, but it was the starting point for Wang Fuyao. Ever since the Jinghe Massacre, she was destined to light up the entire starry sky. According to destiny, Wang Fuyao was destined to attain enlightenment in this disaster.
What the gods and goddesses in the sky are waiting for is this born morning star.
Wang Fuyao is destined to be among the immortals, standing on the clouds of the ninth heaven, looking down on all living beings with dignity.
Even if revenge is needed, the 600,000 people living in Jinghe River will have a chance of revenge, and the opportunity of revenge will be given to Wang Fuyao.
Fate gave her a tragic fate and the ability to take revenge.
But Wang Xiaotai had no way of heaven that did not give her this opportunity. She had no abilities, no immortal roots, no relatives, she had nothing.
When they saw Wang Xiaotai, they all thought that this was Wang Fuyao, but when they later saw that Wang Xiaotai had no immortal roots on his body, they also knew that they had misunderstood.
No one thought that the person who came to Mount Tai to redress the grievances of the people was the ordinary King Xiao Tai.
Wang Xiaotai's face twitched slightly and her fingers spasmed. Because of the extreme anger, her clenched teeth made a rattling sound. She couldn't say a word. For a long time, liquid gushed out of her sore eyes and dripped on the ground. On an ant, Wang Xiaotai squeezed out a question from her chest as she watched the ant struggle in her tears:
"So, Wang Fuyao can avenge his father, but Wang Xiaotai can't?"
"Even for matters like redress of grievances, is she the only one qualified?"
"Wang Xiaotai should have died in Jinghe a long time ago, right?"
