Red Heart Survey

  Chapter 31 Be willing to be ordinary

  'S two brothers, one is the proud son of the Taoist school, and the other lives alone in the corner of the family.

  The gap between heaven, earth, cloud and mud can be maddening, but Wang Changji's face can't see anger at all. From beginning to end, he was eating peacefully.

  It seems that eating is the most important thing in this world.

  He eats at a symmetrical speed, and he eats very meticulously.

  The pig's trotters and vegetables that belonged to him were cleaned up, and the last bite of rice was swallowed. He just looked at his brother with a gentle voice: "Changxiang, what's the matter?"

   "It's nothing big, but I just did a mission and I want to chat with my elder brother."

  "Hey, eat the greens, but meat is no good." Wang Changji petted the orange cat who was chewing pig's feet, warmly persuading him, and then turned to Wang Changxiang: "Go ahead, you seem to be worried."

"We went to investigate the problem of the loss of communication in Xiaolin Town, and only after we went there we discovered that the place was covered by thick fog, and even the tornado could not be blown. The whole Xiaolin Town was full of wandering souls, based on the Jiugong. It became the Nine Palaces Wandering Soul Formation...Little Orange!" At this point, Wang Changxiang suddenly ranted angrily.

But it turned out that the fat orange cat was impatient, Wang Changji always teased it with green vegetables, so he gave him a paw and scratched three blood marks on the back of Wang Changji's hand.

"You are so fierce." Wang Changji sighed helplessly, and gave up trying to let Xiaoju eat some greens. He gently covered the wound on the back of his right hand with his left hand, and then said to Wang Changxiang, "You tell me this. I can't understand the Daoshu formation or something."

  Wang Changxiang lowered his head, his voice also lowered, "But somehow, I just want to talk to my brother."

  Wang Changji stretched out his fingers and rubbed his forehead, "Let's talk, let's talk."

  "Did you know, brother. Someone used the entire Xiaolin Town's life to gather the ghosts of the Fenglin City area over the years, and before the arrival of City Lord Wei, the ghost gate phantom left!" At this moment, Wang Changxiang was like a kid asking for credit.

   "Ghost Gate phantom? Is it amazing?"

"It is of course extraordinary to pay such a big price! With the ghost gate phantom in hand, you can communicate with the nether anytime and anywhere. The power of the nether magic can be increased by at least half! The magic such as the exorcism can completely cross the ranks." At this point, Wang Changxiang lowered his eyebrows again: "I don't know where the demon behind is going to be a curse."

"This matter is handled by the Criminal Enforcement Department. If Wei Qu is sick, there are also the county guards. The Chengdaoyuan can't support it, and there is the county and Daoyuan, and there is the National Daoyuan behind the county and Daoyuan. Don't worry." Wang Changji said relievedly. .

  At this time, Xiaoju had gnawed the pig's feet clean, without even looking at the dish of green vegetables, licking his paws, and then left proudly.

  Wang Changji then got up to clean up the dishes.

   "I won't keep you." He said before entering the door.

  Wang Changxiang quietly watched his elder brother’s back turn into the room, then turned around and walked out, but when he passed by the side of the couch where Xiaoju was lying, he suddenly flicked his tail.

   An imperceptible wind blade swiftly swept across.

  Xiaoju jumped up suddenly, and looked left and right suspiciously, half of its long beard drifted down with the wind.

   "Dare to scratch my brother again...huh." Wang Changxiang left here with a smile on his lips.

  It’s just that he remembered that when they were young, how much his brother looked forward to Taoism and how much he loved that extraordinary world. But now, no matter what he said in front of him, he couldn't see that kind of turmoil anymore.

  He seems to have been willing to live such a life.

  Wang Changxiang's steps, after all, can't get up lightly.

  ……

  Today, the teacher talked about the flame knife of the Ding class middle-rank Dao technique, which is regarded as the advanced stage of the Ding-class lower-rank Dao technique with flames, and it is also one of the foundations of the fire movement Dao technique.

   is to gather flames into knives, directly killing opponents with the scorching fire power, and it has a lot to do with filth like ghosts.

  In fact, Dao Shu is here, it is already stronger than the weapons forged by ordinary iron.

  Jiang Wang had already memorized the seals and precautions of such Taoism, but at this moment, he suddenly remembered Wei Yan's long knife. The blade was extremely sharp, and it was definitely not an ordinary weapon. Because in terms of Wei Yan's strength, Fan Tie is just a burden to him.

  He thought of Li Jianqiu's saber hanging on his waist all the year round, thinking that it must be extraordinary.

  I got a little hot thinking about it. His sword was half-waste after he cut the ghost last time. He came back and paid for one. It was still an ordinary iron sword. He couldn't afford really powerful swords, and he had no way out.

  I just don’t know the power of the weapons in the hands of those great martial artists who use martial arts?

  He was so engrossed that he didn’t notice the atmosphere in the class. It wasn't until Ling He pushed him quietly that he reacted.

  The lecturer who teaches is an old man who is almost 60 years old, he is a little stiff and strict, and his surname is Xiao. The students called him Xiao Tiemian privately.

  The situation at this time is that after Xiao Tiemian taught the skills, he randomly selected a few students to practice. When Fang Heling was drawn, he stumbled to complete this Dao technique. Although the flame of the flame knife was swaying, it was completed after all.

  Even Xiao Tiemian was somewhat satisfied, but the boy suddenly said, “Brother Jiang Wang is still in front of me, so why don’t you try this Taoist technique? If anything goes wrong, I happen to ask our teacher for advice.”

  So Xiao Tiemian's gaze fell on Jiang Wang, who was distracted.

Crap. Jiang Wang thought. He got up from the futon and said honestly: "I haven't laid the foundation yet."

  Fang Heling, who entered the inner gate at the same time, was already able to perform Taoism, but he had not yet succeeded in laying the foundation, and the eyes of other students seemed a little weird.

   "Don't you need to listen to the lecture before laying the foundation?" Xiao Tie said with staring eyes. What he hates most is the kid who raps and plays slippery. Obviously embarked on the path of transcendence, but didn't know how to cherish it, and only regarded it as capital to show off in front of ordinary people.

   "I know it was wrong." Jiang Wang bowed his head and admitted his mistake bachelor.

  Xiao Tiemian said coldly: "Go back and copy the "Purple Xujing" a hundred times. You won't use it for my class before you finish copying it."

   "Yes." Jiang Wang lowered his head to answer, secretly crying. The full name of the Zixu Jing is "Zixu Gaomiao Taishang Jing", which is the fundamental Taoist scripture of the Yujingshan line. Every Taoist priest in the Yujingshan line can be said to be well-known. There is really no need to copy, Xiao Tiemian is pure punishment.

  The most important thing is that the entire text of this classic is nearly 30,000 words...When do I have to copy it?

  But he knew that he couldn't refrain from it. Otherwise, with Xiao Tiemian's temper, it would be possible to hit him directly with his sleeves.

  The next classwork, Jiang Wang worked hard to cheer up, and did not dare to slack off. He finally got Xiao Tie's face and left with his hands, and Fang Heling shook his way again.

"Oh, Junior Brother Jiang, I'm really embarrassed. I don't know you haven't laid the foundation yet!" With no years of cultivation, Xiang Yixiu's preface, Fang Heling also very naturally changed Senior Brother to Junior Brother, with a very regretful tone: "After opening my veins, it took me fifty-three days to successfully lay the foundation. I felt it was too slow, and I was ashamed. Thinking of the majesty of Junior Brother Jiang, I should have laid the foundation long ago... Well, you said it was a trouble. ."

  Zhuang National Taoist Institute’s general foundation laying plan, Guiyuan Array, has a total of 81 grid points. Judging from the gains of two Daoyuan in two pulse training twice a day, the foundation laying in 53 days can’t be said to be slow. Because there are still many shifting points caused by errors and stagnation in progress.

  At present, the fastest record of laying the foundation for the entire Chengdao Institute is to wish only me, he succeeded in laying the foundation in nine days, exceeding all previous records. Judging from this incredible speed, his Daomai True Spirit could never be the level of Jiang Wang's Earthworm True Spirit. But the specific level of the true spirit involves personal privacy and cannot be ascertained.

  Speaking of which, in the general situation of the disciples of the Fenglin City Daoyuan, sixty to ninety days are normal.

  No wonder Fang Heling is complacent.

  He didn't hide the provocation in his eyes, and he wanted to see the proud guy in front of him becoming annoyed. I have even simulated in my mind how the next battle will solve this stunner, who can only rely on swordsmanship, brilliantly.

  But Jiang Wang just smiled and turned away.

  No anger, nonchalant.

  (End of this chapter)