Chapter 1531: Forgive Others when You Can
When leaving Qingya Academy, Jiang Wang's face was wooden.
Mo Ci, that thief, had no good intentions at all.
What a bullshit "help you verify yourself".
Mo Ci arranged it all as a live teaching!
Every academy disciple came over, discussed strategies before the battle, gave pointers at any time during the battle, and summarized in detail after the battle. In the whole process, Jiang Wang was used clearly.
He clearly came to ask for swords, to fight with the strong men of this realm, to verify what they learned, and to pursue the ultimate meaning of the outer building. In the end, he was a solid sparring partner for the disciples of Qingya Academy!
Seventeen teaching battles.
The fight was so tedious and meticulous, and it was physically and mentally exhausted.
Especially during the fight, Mo Ci would pause from time to time. Then he would give a lot of comments, and then call for him to continue.
In the summary after the battle, he would also pull Jiang Wang over to tell his own story - "If he did this and that at that time, would you do this and that..." and so on.
Jiang Wang felt like a puppet produced by Mo Men, no, worse than a puppet. Puppets cost money anyway!
He was so good.
He came to teach hard and let the disciples of the academy "see the world", and he had to thank them! He just had to pay money as an expense for "verifying himself"...
Although these seventeen battles were overwhelming and every battle was won. Although the outer building disciples of Qingya Academy also have their own style, it cannot be said that there was no gain in the battle. Although it is said that he left a very loud reputation in Qingya Academy... But Jiang Wang had no joy of victory, only the bitterness of being exploited.
Too bitter.
This trip to Qingya Academy, I felt the same as an old ox.
Eat grass, sell blood.
When Jiang Wang hurriedly said goodbye and left like a famine, he suddenly realized that he didn't even drink a sip of water during his trip to Qingya Academy, and he came to make contributions!
Who said that Qingya Academy was casual and natural?
What gave me the illusion that Xu Xiangqian's senior brother could be a kind person?
Xu Xiangqian plucked the feathers of a passing goose, and made full use of it.
If we are not from the same family, how can we enter the same door?
Damn it! Hateful!
Jiang Wang sorted out several Qingya sword techniques that he had learned during the fight, disassembled the usable parts, and turned them into the human sword style... while feeling indignant.
With resentment towards the unscrupulous disciples of Qingya Academy, he set off again.
Headed northeast, straight to Dongwang Valley.
Of course, there were many countries and sects along the way, but no one was worth his stop.
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Dongwang Valley is located further east of Broken Soul Gorge and is famous, but in fact, people outside the sect know little about their station.
Because it is located in a remote place, poisonous substances gather, and miasma spreads, no living person dares to approach it.
The monks of Dongwang Valley are not very ostentatious, or in order to downplay the sense of opposition with Qi State, they have deliberately kept a low profile over the years.
Some affiliated sects, however, have been performing their duties outside all year round.
There are also many civilians living in the area controlled by Dongwang Valley. The poisonous miasma is locked away for thousands of miles, and it seems to be a country of its own.
But the people within the jurisdiction of Dongwang Valley are not allowed to migrate.
Even Dongwang Valley’s own contact with the outside world is mostly through Shen State or other affiliated sects.
Of course, ordinary people without the protection of extraordinary power have basically no ability to migrate.
None of the believers in the territory of Hanging Temple want to migrate to other countries.
Many ordinary people may just wander around the town where they were born throughout their lives. Many people have never even left the village in their entire lives.
It’s just that the control of Dongwang Valley may be stricter... that’s it.
Renxin Pavilion is of course the world’s largest sect.
Yi Tang’s face is also very useful here.
Jiang Wang took out Yi Tang's letter of recommendation, and suddenly more than a dozen people surrounded him.
Each of them was holding a sword and was very enthusiastic.
They greeted him sincerely and invited him to drink some leftover wine.
Jiang Wang declined politely and said that he was recommended by Yi Tang and had a mission on his shoulders. He could not take bribes and could only appreciate his kindness. At the same time, he advised the child not to drink and told him again that I was here to see your parents...
In short, after a cordial exchange.
A large group of people followed closely and "escorted" him to find Xie Junmeng, the first person in the outer building of Dongwang Valley who was specifically mentioned in Yi Tang's letter.
This was a man with a good appearance, but his skin was a little pale and a little sick.
When Jiang Wang saw him, he had just walked out of a dark cellar.
He was wearing a green robe, his long hair was hanging down, and he was holding a twisting two-headed monster snake in his hand, holding it up to take a closer look in the sun.
The fine scales were dark, and there were dense snow waves when they turned over.
The group of people who escorted Jiang Wang here didn't speak.
Jiang Wang didn't speak either.
After Xie Junmeng looked at it carefully for a while, he threw the strange snake into the cellar.
Then he smiled at Jiang Wang and said, "Sorry for the long wait! I heard you were looking for me?"
Jiang Wang repeated his old tune: "I have admired you for a long time..."
"What is your relationship with Yi Tang?" Xie Junmeng interrupted him directly, raised his hand and called out, and said to others: "You go down first."
A large group of Dongwanggu disciples left without any nonsense.
This is a person with an extremely strong personality, and his temper may not be very good.
Jiang Wang judged in his heart and said, "We just know each other."
Xie Junmeng smiled, and his smile had an inexplicable cold taste: "Why, aren't we enemies?"
"Hahaha, not really." Jiang Wang tried hard to adjust the atmosphere so that he could turn to the topic of discussion later: "Brother Yi actually said that his letter of recommendation might cause me trouble, but I think that Dongwang Valley is a major sect in the world, and Brother Xie, you are a true disciple of a famous family, so you shouldn't be angry with me. In fact, I came here..."
Xie Junmeng nodded and said to himself: "Since he has such a reminder, he should be considered a friend."
"Ha! This kid is so idle, and he is still casual Just write a letter to bother me. I just happened to have developed a new toxin. Wouldn't it be appropriate to use you to test him? "
The more he talked, the more he felt that his idea was very good. He looked at Jiang Wang and said, "Don't be nervous. I will reserve enough time for you to rush back to Renxin Pavilion. As the second medical sect in the world, they have very good medical skills!"
As he spoke, he raised a finger and pointed at Jiang Wang: "But it's best not to struggle, otherwise if I get the dosage wrong... you will die very ugly."
As the voice fell, a wisp of black smoke shot out from the fingertips, flew into a line, and attacked Jiang Wang with great speed!
It turned out that he didn't say anything and tried the poison on Jiang Wang first.
At this time, Jiang Wang had a bamboo hat on his head and a straw raincoat on his body.
He didn't show his appearance, nor did he say anything else.
He just showed his power in an instant, and his eyes turned red gold.
Qianyang's red pupils triggered the Samadhi True Fire!
There was really no need to say anything more. Who was the first medical sect between Renxin Pavilion and Dongwang Valley? Of course, it had nothing to do with him. Xie Junmeng casually tested poison on others, which of course made him angry. But in this case, the battle in this form was more to his liking than a formal exchange, and it could better verify his practice.
He had nothing to say, and what he needed to respond to was the battle itself.
Where his eyes fell, the flames started.
The wisp of black smoke was still halfway, but it had already burned, making strange chirping sounds, like a group of tiny living things!
But it was burned immediately.
Empty eyes.
Xie Junmeng raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "You are in big trouble!"
His voice had a strange rhythm at this moment, like the sound of a flute, but it was playing a disgusting sound.
Behind him, large patches of black fog suddenly emerged, steaming and spreading. In the black fog, twisted fog snakes were twisted one by one. Like a snake coiling flower, it bloomed behind him, bypassed him, and rushed towards Jiang Wang together.
Some showed fangs, some spitted snake tongues, and formed all kinds of evil shapes.
Before that, the fishy smell had already approached!
And Jiang Wang directly closed his nose and stepped on it!
The flames were everywhere and the sky was full of flame birds.
The brilliant fire world opened around him, leaving no gaps in all directions.
He knew that the poisonous means used by Dongwang Valley were hard to defend against, so he isolated himself first to ensure that he would not capsize in the gutter.
Then his sight moved, and his eyes attracted red fire to ignite the attacking fog snakes one by one.
The fog snakes burned into fire snakes, and there was a strange sizzling sound in the air.
In the world of fire, Jiang Wang's red pupils moved slightly and looked at Xie Junmeng.
So ignite!
When the Samadhi True Fire fell on Xie Junmeng, he had already connected Xie Junmeng's sight with his own sight.
In an instant, a battle between the soul and the spirit was triggered!
A breath of external fighting, a thousand years of soul and spirit.
In the world of soul and spirit, the map of breaking the formation alone obtained from the Xiang family of Da Chu was quickly unfolded.
There seemed to be drums of war and sounds of fighting.
Jiang Wang's figure in a straw hat and raincoat was imprinted on it, and then he used it as a bridge to immediately kill his way into Xie Junmeng's Tongtian Palace!
At the same time as the soul-manifested body attacked.
Hiss, hiss, hiss.
Countless soul-hiding snakes also entered the Tongtian Palace.
Using the hidden snakes in the soul world to retaliate against the mist snakes outside the body!
There were also soul-flaming birds flying on the dome of this Tongtian Palace. They chirped and pecked through the local Dao Yuan.
In a very short interval, Jiang Wang had already completed a full-scale invasion at the soul level!
Xie Junmeng in the Tongtian Palace was standing on the head of a huge green-eyed toad at this time, with a surprised expression: "Who gave you the courage to dare to kill your way into my Tongtian Palace?"
While speaking, he bent his middle finger and flicked it forward. The soul power that was diffused in front of him instantly condensed and gathered into a silver needle, which shot as fast as lightning and suddenly broke through the air.
This is a soul needle with a light silver glow wrapped around the head and tail, and three bright nodes on the needle body.
The speed is not fast, and in the world of soul, it can even be regarded as slow.
But it brings a shriek, like a ghost crying.
The really frightening thing is...
At the moment it appeared, whether it was the soul-hiding snakes that were roaming around with evil faces, or the soul-flaming birds flying all over the sky, they all stopped for a moment and could not move!
The fierce soul invasion turned into a static picture before this needle.
Even Jiang Wang, who was holding the sword spirit of Chang Xiangsi, felt that his soul-condensed body was trapped by an invisible force, and his body was shackled and difficult to break free.
Obviously, Jiang Wang hit a wall in this soul battle.
Xie Junmeng's use of the soul was as exquisite as his, and even better.
Neither side knew the other's trump card in advance, and in the increasingly fierce counter-attack, the battle gradually pushed the situation to a climax.
This is the unpredictable part of battle, and also the exciting part of battle.
And Xie Junmeng's needle is called the Soul-fixing Needle.
The Soul-fixing Needle of the Twelve Needles of the Eastern King!
It is so named, and so true.
When one needle falls, it can not only fix the soul but also kill the soul, and both gods and ghosts will be shackled.
Jiang Wang's soul-condensed body is not only imprisoned by invisible forces. And every inch can feel a strong stinging pain! It's like there are thousands of sharp needles piercing all over the body, bringing pain that almost exceeds the limit of will!
The soul is almost about to collapse.
However, in the next moment, Jiang Wang's body is full of light!
His soul-manifested body emits a blazing, sun-like light.
This body is red, and it shines brightly for a while.
It also illuminates the whole room of Xie Junmeng's Tongtian Palace.
His body turned into a scorching sun, as if reenacting the scene in the myth, the sun fell to the earth, and then ushered in the end of the world. The Soul-fixing Needle that came to fix everything was directly blown away, and the blazing sun with red flames all over the body killed Xie Junmeng directly.
For a moment, the host and the guest were reversed, and the attack and defense were in different positions.
It was a different world.
The soul killing method fell to the west!
At the same time, the soul flame bird and soul hidden snake that invaded the Tongtian Palace were all free. They seemed to be the spiritual creatures of this place, and they were more free than Xie Junmeng's green-eyed toad.
In the crazy biting, one after another violent explosion, each explosion at the key node where the soul power gathered, making a deafening sound in Tongtian Palace.
Although Jiang Wang's own soul application skills were not as exquisite as the peerless needle method handed down in Dongwang Valley for thousands of years. But the soul strength after his tempering by the Red Makeup Mirror was not comparable to Xie Junmeng.
In the case of not having an advantage in skills, he did not hesitate to use several times the soul power to kill Xie Junmeng's soul, and overturned the soul-fixing needle on the spot!
The green-eyed toad that Xie Junmeng stepped on was his Daomai True Spirit. Under such a shock, it almost couldn't stand firm.
The confident look in his eyes finally showed a look of fear.
"Yi Tang's soul can't be so strong! Who are you?!"
Of course, surprise is real, but fear is impossible.
The shock in his eyes jumped out, and from this surprised emotion, a flying needle with five-colored flowing light and dreamlike appeared.
Among the twelve needles of the famous Dong Wang, three needles are specifically for the soul, namely Dinghun, Zhenpo, and Jingmeng.
The Dinghun needle has been overturned, and in front of Jiang Wang's powerful soul power, Zhenpo needle is also difficult to play a role.
Therefore, this needle is Jingmeng!
It is like rolling up a dream, a dream that makes people intoxicated, sinking, and people don't want to get rid of it.
In the lonely long night, it gives you a short comfort and a moment of peace.
Then a needle breaks it!
The bombardment of the flame birds in the sky seems to be silent.
The bites of the snakes hiding everywhere seem to have stopped.
That scorching and brilliant sun seems to have never risen.
This Tongtian Palace, which belongs to Xie Junmeng, seems to have always been so peaceful.
In the battle of the soul battlefield.
Xie Junmeng has woken up from a dream and completely got rid of the bad soul situation.
Jiang Wang's huge soul power receded like a tide, as if it had never appeared.
In terms of the result, Jiang Wang should have suffered a loss in this soul-level contest.
Because his soul was lost a lot for nothing, but returned in vain. But with his soul power far superior to Xie Junmeng's, this level of loss has no effect on the battle situation at all.
It's nothing more than that if flowers don't bloom here, there will be other flowers to bloom.
At this moment, outside the world of soul, the Samadhi True Fire has crawled all over Xie Junmeng's body. The fire is violent and has burned him out in a blink of an eye, turning him into a piece of charcoal and falling. In the process of falling, the charcoal was also burned.
Xie Junmeng is certainly not a wood demon incarnation, so this piece of charcoal is certainly not him.
Xie Junmeng is no longer here, but the real Xie Junmeng is like spring grass breaking through the soil, emerging in a ray of green light.
After Li Daitao died, spring grass grew again.
As the green light moved, he, wearing a green robe, raised his hand and pressed it. The green light suddenly had a sense of spirituality, and directly pierced the fire world and invaded it immediately!
His green light is a kind of "life" power, but in the midst of vitality, there is also a faint murderous intent. The terrifying toxins are hidden and growing in it.
The green light invaded the burning world of fire.
While being burned continuously, it continued to grow.
It seemed endless, and it seemed that it would never dry up.
It also dyed the flame bird green and soaked the flame flower.
It spread in this red fire world with terrible tenacity, madly alienating everything they touched.
It spread red to green.
Between Jiang Wang's chest and abdomen, the five palaces opened, and the blazing light shone together, and the body of the heavenly palace had already appeared!
In this state, Qianyang's red pupils had been activated. With his left hand, he formed the Bifang seal, and the one-legged divine bird traveled in the fire world. The Samadhi True Fire, which was originally only a kind of fire in this world, instantly covered the fire world, replaced the Taoist fire, and became the background color of this fire world!
Samadhi True Fire is far from being comparable to ordinary fire.
He realized the Samadhi, and then burned it.
In almost a blink of an eye, the green light in the fire world had disappeared.
However, at the same time, Xie Junmeng's eyes suddenly flashed with a crazy murderous intent!
This murderous intent was very vivid and very specific. As if it had its own spirituality, it suddenly jumped out and swept across the outside. This needle had no shape, but through Xie Junmeng's sight, it instantly killed in front of Jiang Wang. Before there was any other movement, Jiang Wang's Qianyang Red Eyes had already split and felt the pain!
This is not the end.
At this moment, Xie Junmeng does not think that he can defeat his opponent with one shot.
He bit the tip of his tongue at the same time, and a line of blood flew out from the tip of his tongue. The slender and pale blood thread is also a needle. When it travels through the world, it also splits and kills everything. Before the needle arrived, Jiang Wang's blood had already begun to heat up, and his blood vessels were gradually scorched. He gradually became dizzy, weak, and weak... The energy and blood in his body seemed to be exhausted!
In such a terrifying offensive, Xie Junmeng's hands were not idle. He raised the index finger of his right hand and pointed at Jiang Wang's heart. No needle shadow was seen, and no magic marks were seen. However, Jiang Wang's heart began to hurt and spasm from then on, and it felt like it was cracking inch by inch, as if it was going to break!
The little finger of Xie Junmeng's right hand also flicked up, like a snake coming out of its hole, too fast, too sudden, and too precise. There was nothing in his field of vision, only the lightning-like snake kiss. When the fangs show up, it's a life-threatening situation!
They have been fighting each other for thousands of years, life and death are dependent on each other, and medicine and poison cannot be distinguished.
Xie Junmeng's left thumb pressed forward at the same time, like a fingerprint, pressing far away between Jiang Wang's eyebrows.
Determined, powerful, and carrying out a certain authority.
With this finger press, it seems as if a contract of life and death has been signed, an unchangeable death document has been written, and the rules involving life and death have been affected!
It’s lifeless!
Split eyes! Burning blood! Heartbroken! Hanging! Move longevity!
Dongwang's twelve needles all lack the principles of heaven and earth. Xie Junmeng fired five needles in a row, each one more vicious than the last. He vowed to kill the enemy here and wipe out all the opponent's chance of survival.
These five needles each have their own lethality and are connected to each other. Like a rising tide, like a rushing sea.
The many years of glorious heritage of Dongwang Valley were truly displayed in front of Jiang Wang at this moment.
The first person under the world's largest sect, Dongwanggu Shenlin, to truly demonstrate his unreserved killing power.
The fire world surrounding Jiang Wang collapsed in an instant, even with the full blessing of Samadhi True Fire. The spirit form of Bi Fang's divine bird also returned to this world and was fragmented.
But in the midst of this collapse, the man in the fire realm keeps moving forward.
In this shattering collapse of all things, there is a sword light shining!
It's so brilliant!
It is to move forward all the way, to be unyielding in adversity, to practice what you say, to be sincere in your heart, and to persist in pursuing the answer to life in the midst of confusion.
The answer to life cannot be sought outside.
Everyone has no choice but to ask themselves.
His men and his sword moved forward together.
He himself is a "human being".
A man wearing a cloak and bathing in fire.
A person who overcomes obstacles.
By no means perfect, did a lot of stupid things, but definitely a real person.
His sword was tilted left and right, and he also wrote a big word "人".
This sword is this heart, and this heart is this person.
After the sky collapsed and the earth was destroyed, the human character opened the sky again!
How about eternal chaos? So what if everything ends?
This person is also a "person", and this sword is also a "person".
The needle that splits the eye, this sword takes it.
This sword will bear the blood-burning needle.
This sword takes the heart-breaking needle.
This sword takes the life-threatening needle.
The needle that moves longevity, this sword also receives it!
This herringbone sword truly embodies Jiang Wang’s life up to this point.
The power of the collapse of an entire world of fire was mixed into this unparalleled sword force, and it swept forward with a mighty force, sweeping everything away!
Only five crisp sounds were heard: ding ding ding ding ding.
So weak in the scream that created the world.
Silence together again!
The collapsing world of fire disappeared, and the sword intent that roared like a dragon hid quietly.
The world here has been reborn since its destruction, and everything is clear and fresh.
Xie Junmeng, who was wearing a green robe, was stunned on the spot, his face only pale. There was cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
Jiang Wang held his sword, and the tip of the sword stopped right in front of Xie Junmeng's throat.
Under the low-hanging bamboo hat, Jiang Wang's face was hidden in the scarf.
But the coldness in his eyes was so clear.
"It is really a pity that a disciple from a famous sect behaves like a heretic!"
brush!
Before that drop of cold sweat fell.
The cold light has passed.
Jiang Wang sheathed his sword.
There was only a cry of regret, nothing else to say.
So he turned around.
Behind him, Xie Junmeng gritted his teeth and asked: "I want to kill you, why don't you strike with this sword?"
Jiang Wang did not look back, leaving behind a plain voice, which was also engraved in Xie Junmeng's mind like his sword -
"If you have to spare others, spare them."
The figure in the bamboo hat and raincoat walked out alone.
A bit lonely, a bit lonely, a bit free and easy.
As the saying goes——
"Lanke's real skills are so wonderful that they can bring spring to life several times in one game."
"Since you come out of the cave, you are invincible. You have to spare others and spare them!"
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(ps: This poem was originally written by an unknown Taoist.)
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