Chapter 1295 Meeting in a Foreign Land

The Totem of the Netherworld may be the ideal of the entire Qinghuo tribe, but this ideal does not belong to Qinghuo Qiming.

His grandfather was a brave warrior of the tribe, his father was the shame of the tribe, and his adoptive father was the strongest shaman of the Qinghuo tribe who initially completed the Totem of the Netherworld... They all died because of this.

The Qinghuo tribe was dragged down by an unattainable ideal.

And Qinghuo Qiming was just a teenager who lost his father, grandfather, and adoptive father.

Because of this repeated loss, he developed a fear of the Netherworld and dared not approach the cave, so he was regarded as a shame by the tribe and called a coward. Although he inherited the position of shaman, he was not respected.

Jiang Wang never figured out what Qinghuo Qiming was thinking when he jumped off the Netherworld.

Their intersection was so short that it seemed that there was no trace left except for the scorching bone lotus on the back. But Qinghuo Qiming's jump would occasionally appear in his mind-when he looked up at the stars.

Some people are born strong, and some people may never be able to defeat mediocrity. But under the same starry sky, do they have the same right to survive? Or is it natural selection, and only the fittest can survive?

This is the question that Qing Huoqiming left in Jiang Wang's heart.

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Qu State is located at the border between the North Region and the East Region. It is also a sovereign and independent country, and has been in dispute with Zheng State for many years.

Of course, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the friction between the two countries is only superficial. There has never been any major action in reality. It can be said that they are covering each other.

For many years, the two countries of Qu and Zheng have been able to play well between the three major hegemonic countries of Jing, Qi, and Mu, and have a good life.

Speaking of Qu State, Jiang Wang's first impression is that the general of Qu State was assassinated by Hell Without Gate. This was the first mission after Yin Guan established Hell Without Gate. At that time, it shocked the East Region, and Hell Without Gate became famous in one battle.

After that, it was not until Yin Guan achieved the divine presence that the Qu State withdrew the wanted document.

Setting foot on the land of Qu State, a sense of steadiness arises spontaneously.

At this point, it is considered to be back to the East Region.

Although the grassland is safe and leisurely, it is not as stable as the East Region.

After all, his official title is most effective in the East Region.

Although in detail, he seems to have never been safe in the East Region except Qi State...

When I left the East Region, it was in early August. When I returned to the East Region, it was already September. The maple and haze, one of the seven scenic spots in Linzi, were late, and it was past the season.

In just over a month, I went through life and death several times, and went around a big circle. I went back to the East Region from the North Region, which made me feel a little emotional.

The injuries on my body have completely healed by now, and my body and mind have recovered to the peak state.

I don’t know if it’s because I have been using the Five Palaces to restore myself during this period, which has caused too much power to dissipate. Anyway, the Ruyi Immortal Clothes have also been restored.

Finally, I don’t have to wear rags inside and coarse linen clothes outside like a beggar... The dragon head cane is regarded as a dog beating stick.

Jiang Wang sometimes thought that even if Qi Ting had no requirements for him, he would not reveal his identity in such a state...

This small city in Quguo is called Yuguang. In the early years, there was a huge jade mine nearby. Miners, resellers, carvers... many people depended on it for their lives.

Those miners and merchants gathered here for a long time, and gradually formed a city.

The name "Yuguang" originally referred to the brilliance of jade, and later it became "Yuguang".

Jiang Wang found a tavern that he liked, occupied a table, warmed up a pot of wine, ordered two kilograms of white-cut mutton, and listened to people's discussions, all kinds of life...

Some talked about family matters, and some talked about the situation in the East Region.

This city, which is mainly composed of miners, is not as rough as imagined, but warm and comfortable.

Maybe it's because jade nourishes people, or maybe it's because after the jade mine was mined out, there were several rounds of people here, and the whole city also developed other industries.

At this level of cultivation, ordinary wine can no longer intoxicate people, but Jiang Wang is eating mutton lazily at this moment, drinking one or two sips from time to time, and he also feels a little tipsy.

From the environment to himself, everything is safe, which makes him feel relaxed.

From the sparsely populated grassland to the densely populated East Region. The vastness of nature and the prosperity of the world make him feel comfortable.

"Sir, what do you want to order?"

"A pot of wine and a plate of fennel beans."

This conversation attracted Jiang Wang's attention.

With his current control of the way of sound, it is difficult to forget a sound once heard. Especially after opening the voice-hearing fairy state, the sound heard a long time ago will also provide information obediently, because "all the voices are in the court."

He did not look back, and his actions of eating meat and drinking did not change at all, but he silently opened the voice-hearing fairy state.

"What kind of wine do you want, sir?"

"The best."

The man who just entered the restaurant was a little bit frugal with words.

But Jiang Wang had already caught it.

The voice was in my ears, and the relevant information had already emerged.

Tracing back to the source, the last time the two talked was at the Qiyang battlefield in Chiwei County.

At that time, the man only said one sentence - "I know, thank you!"

Jiang Wang drank the wine in the glass silently and ate the last few slices of mutton.

The waiter who had been paying attention to this side hurried forward: "Sir, do you want to add something?"

Jiang Wang shook his head to refuse.

The money for the wine and meat had already been paid, so he casually put on the cloak standing on the corner of the table and stood up.

While putting away the dragon-headed cane leaning against his legs, he took out the sheathed Chang Xiangsi from the storage box, held it in his hand, and walked towards the new drinker who entered the tavern.

The waiter saw this scene and took two steps back.

The people in the tavern were still eating, drinking, talking and laughing.

But gradually, some people realized that something was wrong and looked over here.

Only the ordinary-looking young man who sat sideways to Jiang Wang slowly pinched a fennel bean and threw it into his mouth. He didn't turn his head, but just asked lightly: "What's the matter?"

After going through so much, he has developed a good momentum. He didn't see the lazyness at the beginning, nor was he in a hurry like the time he met on Haimen Island. He was quite calm and indifferent to the wind and clouds.

Everyone has his own fate, and everyone is growing up.

"Yang Xuance, Yang Xuance." Jiang Wang said, "You have done a great thing in Zhaoheng City, and you have caused me so much pain."

This statement has already made his identity clear.

Yang Xuance turned his head suddenly!

The moment he turned his head, his eyes were bright and golden, and flames appeared. The raging fire instantly filled the distance between him and Jiang Wang. The flame snake was blazing high, ferocious on both sides, as if it wanted to choose someone to devour.

Jiang Wang just stretched out his hand and grasped it, and the suppression from the Samadhi True Fire Divine Power crushed the flames all over the ground into nothingness, eliminating a disaster that might have affected the entire restaurant.

And Yang Xuance's figure has disappeared!

Jiang Wang stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air, and a little bit of the residual flame he grasped turned into a small grass, and he lowered his head to point the way.

After this period of Taoist art sorting, Taoist art tracing has made progress. Although it is still not a very good tracking secret art, it can still provide clues at this moment when certain traces have been grasped.

The waiter only saw the flames rising up in the sky, and before he could panic, he saw them being extinguished by one hand.

The man in sackcloth who had eaten the mutton before taking action had already stepped out of the tavern.