“Little brother Jiang.”
In the main hall, Fan Qingqing said with a smile: "Your reputation is very popular in the offshore islands. They say you are the number one among the younger generation in Qi State!"
“This is too much to say. There are so many heroes in Qi State, how can I bear it?”
Jiang Wang was dealing with it with his mouth, but his mind was intertwined in the collision of inspirations, constantly interacting, intertwining, and happening.
That faint spiritual light is evolving rapidly.
What is the correct pronunciation?
What is tide sound?
How do the wonderful eight tones intersect? How do the flame sparrows scream?
"I think you can bear it! No one else knows how powerful that eight-clawed sea beast is. Our Five Immortals Sect and the Angry Whale Gang are so close, how could they not know it? Even Li Daorong had to work hard to hold the mother flag.
I don’t know how he got so blinded by lard that he dared to provoke you."
While chatting, Fan Qingqing also casually stabbed Li Daorong in the eye: "But the Angry Whale Gang is also used to being arrogant, so it is inevitable that they will be unruly."
“Oh, that’s right.” Jiang Wang said perfunctorily.
Fan Qingqing glanced at him and asked tentatively: "Speaking of which, I still don't know where little brother Jiang is from. Some news from Linzi has reached the sea, and it's all in pieces. It's all in disarray. Listen.
Say...you are Master Jitu's beloved disciple?"
“How can I be so honored?” Jiang Wang smiled and continued perfunctoryly: “I just received some advice.”
“No wonder little brother Jiang is so powerful!” Fan Qingqing continued to boast: “Master Ji Tu can almost be regarded as the number one God in the Eastern Region. Many people agree that he is a real person.”
“Oh? He is indeed powerful.” Jiang Wang continued perfunctorily.
“The fact that he can give guidance to little brother Jiang is enough to prove your talent, and you may not become another murderer in the future!”
“I don’t dare.”
Jiang Wang was so perfunctory and insincere that even if Fan Qingqing was able to chat, it was a bit difficult to continue at the moment: "Brother Jiang seems to be tired and has no interest in talking? Or is it that my Five Immortals Sect did not entertain you well?"
"No……"
Jiang Wang simply closed his eyes on the seat: "I enjoy the sound of the tide!"
He stopped talking nonsense and paid no attention to it.
The jumping spiritual light painted the whole picture at this moment, and all the emotions rushed to one place and turned into a sigh in my heart.
It was a sigh of contentment.
in my heart.
The flaming bird rises and chirps.
There are eight kinds of bird songs, which are eight kinds of music.
The eight tones gather together, like a trickle of water flowing together, creating a natural sound.
The sound of the roaring waves.
This sound comes from Fanhaijie and also from Zhengsheng Hall.
The eight tones are in harmony, and the flaming bird burns the sea.
The tide is the tide of sound, and the sea is the sea of fire.
The flame bird urges the eight tones, and the eight tones rise together.
Jiang Wang opened his eyes and saw that the first-class Taoist technique, Eight Sounds Burning the Sea, had been completed.
Although it only evolved in the mind, it has actually been successful. It just doesn’t need to be shown in front of Fan Qingqing in the Five Immortals Sect.
The threshold for a top-level Taoist skill is already in the Wailou realm. Because it is a self-created Taoist skill that penetrates the fundamentals, it can be used beyond the next level.
Jiang Wang did not hesitate and immediately engraved this Taoist technique into the Second Inner Mansion. There is no need to consider the issue of proficiency in the Taoist technique he created. No matter how many times others practice it or how many times they are familiar with it, how can the creator know it clearly?
Up until this moment, in addition to magical powers and immortal arts, he finally had Taoist means at the Wailou level.
Among the five main halls of the Five Immortals Sect, going to any one of them will not bring such benefits.
It happened to be the Zhengsheng Hall, it happened to be the Zhengsheng Palace, it happened to be the Zhengsheng Palace, it happened that Jiang Wang had survived the disaster of the sea, and it happened that Jiang Wang himself had an original Taoist technique like the Eight-tone Flame Sparrow that blended the sounds to kill, so he collided with the aura of the moment.
The so-called coincidence is nothing more than this.
But a sudden flash of inspiration can only be captured by those who are prepared.
Fan Qingqing was a little dazed at the side. Why did this young man seem to be different in the blink of an eye? His eyes seemed to be clearer, and his momentum seemed to be more high-spirited.
Is this a genius?
Becoming stronger only takes a blink of an eye?
"Elder Fan." Jiang Wang was in a good mood and asked proactively: "I wonder if there is any chance to spread the word about the construction method of Zhengsheng Hall? I am very happy to hear Zhengyin and want to build a hall in Linzi!"
"You and I hit it off right away. Originally, Sister Jiang shouldn't have declined Brother Jiang's request." Fan Qingqing sighed in embarrassment: "But this involves the secrets of our sect and cannot be spread outside."
I don’t know if she is really in trouble, or if she realizes that Jiang Wang has gained some benefits in this palace, and wants to raise the price.
How valuable should a thing that is useful to a Qi Tianjiao practice be? How much should it be able to expropriate from Qi Ting?
As long as you think about it, you will find it tempting.
But Jiang Wang immediately said: "Then forget it, a gentleman will not take away people's love."
The Eight-Yin Burning Sea has been completed, and he actually no longer needs the Zhengsheng Hall. The reason why he asked is purely for enjoyment. He really enjoys the feeling of listening to Zhengyin, which is completely different from ordinary listening.
However, just for enjoyment, he couldn't offer any price. After all, he was born in poverty, unlike Yan Fu, a rich man who was born with jade and pearls in his hand, who only wanted to get what he wanted in everything, regardless of price.
“That what.”
As an elder of the Five Immortals Sect, Fan Qingqing has lived for forty-two years and has met all kinds of people, but this is the first time he has encountered such a "genius".
Which genius does not regard money as dirt? Which genius does not only seek happiness, not worthiness? Which genius does not buy a smile with a thousand pieces of gold?
This Jiang Wang, why did he shrink back when he encountered some setbacks?
You're going to hit me with a Dao Yuan Stone!
The secret techniques can also be used!
She coughed with difficulty: "Actually, this matter is not completely non-negotiable..."
At this time, an old voice came clearly into the Zhengsheng Hall.
Disrupt Fan Qingqing’s sales plan.
“I heard that a noble man from Linzi went to sea, so I came to meet him!”
This voice returned to its original form in the Zhengsheng Hall, showing the powerful aura of the owner of the voice.
Jiang Wang immediately thought of the name Bizhu Granny!
She didn’t go to Duanxing Hall herself, but she took the initiative to come to Zhengsheng Hall.
How come not long after we sat down, Grandma Bizhu came to the door?
Didn’t she have a discussion with the head of the Five Immortals Sect in Duanxing Hall?
Is Granny Bizhu’s control over the Five Immortals Sect too deep, or...
Jiang Wang glanced at Fan Qingqing, half smiling.
For some reason, Fan Qingqing felt a little uncomfortable with this look. It was as if the secret in her heart had been revealed.
This is a difficult character, and you must not underestimate him just because of his age. He is not only terrifying in talent, but also has amazing combat power.
She was secretly shuddering in her heart, but she stood up, walked a few steps outside the palace, and greeted her respectfully: "Why do you come here, mother-in-law?"
From the door of the palace, an old woman with a round face and wrinkles walked in.
She was dressed very simply, like an ordinary old man who could be seen everywhere in a small village. She was walking slowly, holding a dragon-headed staff. Her steps were very light, but there was a sense of urgency that came from nowhere.
Behind him is another old woman with mixed black and white hair, wearing a purple cloud-sea robe, who should be the head of the Five Immortals Sect.
Looking at the way she followed suit, it was obvious that it was not her idea to come to Zhengsheng Hall.
Fan Qingqing, the elder of the Five Immortals Sect, greeted her enthusiastically, as if she was afraid that Granny Bizhu would misunderstand her. Jiang Wang also stood up politely.
But as soon as Granny Bizhu entered the palace, she waved her hand and said: "You go and do other things first, and let me chat with this young man from Linzi."
They actually drove out all the senior officials of the Five Immortals Sect from the main hall of the Five Immortals Sect.
This chapter has been completed!