Jiang Wang and Dong A made a report on Song Qifang's request for the Zi Qidong Lai Sword Code.
It's not that he wanted to file a complaint, but that he was disobeying the vice president's wishes. This matter must be known to Dong A. Otherwise, if Song Qifang used any means behind his back, it would be enough for Jiang Wang to bear.
Of course, Song Qifang may not do that kind of thing. He has been in Maplewood City Taoist Academy for many years and has always had a good reputation. He asked Jiang Wang for the sword canon, which can also be seen as thinking about the Taoist Academy.
However, there was a huge gap in strength and status between the two parties, so Jiang Wang had to make more preparations to nip it in the bud.
After hearing this, Dong A just raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm so old, don't pay attention to him."
Jiang Wang was secretly speechless. The dean was so direct...
But he was not qualified to accept this.
Dong A asked again: "How has your practice been recently?"
"Before the middle of next month, the construction of the second Dao Xuan will be completed."
"It's not bad. The construction of Dao Xuan becomes faster as you go to the back. Before you see the Heaven and Earth Gate, the practice is mostly water grinding. From the Youmai Realm to the Zhou Tian Realm, the only hurdle is the construction of the Little Zhou Tian. It's not difficult for you.
.So when you arrive at the Zhoutian Realm, you must now start to consider the Taoist skills engraved in the Tongtian Palace. You have to understand that the first instant Taoism engraved in the Zhoutian Realm is very important to every cultivator.
.It’s not that the stronger the power, the better. You have to find the Taoist technique that suits you best.”
"Disciple understands."
Dong A thought for a moment, and then added: "If you ever encounter something like that in Jiangcheng in the future, you can report it to me in advance. As long as you are justified, Maplewood City Taoist Academy will never ignore its disciples. Remember, you
Senior Brother Zhu may not be able to protect you, but this hospital can."
Jiang Wang's heart felt warm. He really felt the friendship between Dong A and both master and father.
But Dong A didn't give him a chance to express his emotion. After saying that, he waved his hand: "You go ahead."
…
Late at night, Jiang Wang woke up from his sleep.
He put on his clothes and stood up with a sword, and walked to the courtyard.
The woman covered in black gauze just looked at him with a smile. She was still wearing thin clothes on a cold winter night, as if she would be blown away by the wind if she didn't care.
"Do you remember the three things you promised me?" she asked.
The voice was gentle and light in the night.
Jiang Wang was stunned: "Now? Today?"
This time has passed, it is already the eleventh day of the winter lunar month. This is the day of the county council election.
The three major county monasteries are the most direct reservoirs of monks of the National Dao Yuan.
For example, people like Lin Zhengren who obtained a quota from the National Highway Academy through the Three Cities Forum are recommended. But people like Zhu Wei, who received a direct letter from the National Highway Academy, are special recruits. They are only in the minority.
The five-year joint competition between the three major prefectures is the broadest way to advance to the National Academy, with one hundred practitioners admitted in each period.
Students who have practiced in Maplewood City Taoist Academy for more than five years have all signed up to participate in this election, including Li Jianqiu of course. After passing through Sanshan City and his party, their relationship has become closer, and today Jiang Wangben is going to see him off.
The woman in black gauze said softly: "The first thing is today."
Jiang Wang thought for a while, then returned to the house, "Wait a moment."
He left a note for An An, telling her that he had to go out temporarily for something, and if he couldn't come back to pick her up today, he would ask her to find Ling He.
In fact, An An is not much of a worry now. When Jiang Wang can't get away, Tang Dun has often taken on the important task of taking An An to school. In his words, he has to do something for his husband to feel at ease. And the two of them have to do something for him.
They are all receiving martial arts instruction from Jiang Wang. They can barely be considered "brothers and sisters" of the same school, and they are quite familiar with each other.
Jiang Wang closed the door again and came out. The woman covered in black veil had floated up to the roof and disappeared under the moonlight.
Jiang Wang raised his body to catch up. The figure in front of him was so slender that he seemed to be within reach, yet always separated by a layer of distance.
"Girl, what should I call you?" Jiang Wang asked while walking quickly about four positions away.
"Didn't I tell you? Call me sister." The voice from the front floated over, but it sounded too pleasant and unreal.
"'Sister' is too general after all, and cannot refer to such a special and specific you." Jiang Wang replied very sincerely and confidently.
He had specifically asked Zhao Rucheng such a question earlier, and Zhao Rucheng taught him to answer in this way.
"Yo." The woman with the black gauze mask paused deliberately, and waited until Jiang Wang caught up to her side, then turned her head and glanced at him with anger and joy, "Who taught you to say that?"
"No, no." Jiang Wang looked to the side and said, "I'm just talking nonsense."
"When men lie, they usually avoid looking at me."
I don't dare to look at you? Jiang Wang thought, turning his head to look at her with determination.
"In order to cover up his guilty conscience, sometimes he becomes extra tough."
I'd better shut up, Jiang Wang thought.
"Hehe." The woman changed the subject: "Since it's our first time meeting, I've seen you naked..."
When Jiang Wang's face turned red, she said, "The lotus behind my naked body, then, just call me White Lotus."
"Okay, Miss Bailian." Jiang Wang felt relieved and made up his mind to stop chatting if he could.
But he quickly asked: "What are we going to do?"
"You'll know when we get there," said Miss Bai Lian, who casually picked up a perfunctory name.
"Then, where are we going?"
"You'll know when we get there."
"..."
The whole journey was silent.
Bai Lian seemed to be intentionally testing Jiang Wang's speed limit. After leaving Maplewood City, she kept accelerating and only slowed down slightly when Jiang Wang showed obvious difficulty.
The sky gradually changes, and so does the receding scenery on the roadside.
Jiang Wang couldn't help but said: "Are we going to Sanshan City?"
"You'll know when we get there." Bai Lian seemed to be teasing her intentionally. After saying this, she felt happy.
Jiang Wang had no choice but to hold back his doubts, covered his head and hurried on.
When the white lotus finally stopped, the sun was already rising.
Looking at the peak in front of him and hearing the roar of the Yin Yin Beast, Jiang Wang suddenly felt bad and said, "What are you going to do at Yuheng Peak?"
Bai Lian looked at him, her eyes seeming to be smiling: "Don't worry, I won't do anything that goes against your principles, nor will I do anything that will make you die."
"So, what exactly is going on?"
"Come up with me first."
"Wait? We want to go to Yuheng Peak? There are so many ferocious beasts, just the two of us?"
Bai Lian seemed to have been prepared, and ducked into a cave. After a while, she came out with two animal skins.
She put on one of them herself and threw the other to Jiang Wang.
"Put it on."
It was about the size of a piece of tiger skin. It felt good to the touch, but it didn't seem to have been processed too carefully, and it had a fishy smell.
"What are you doing wearing it? Pretending to be a ferocious beast?" Jiang Wang felt that everything today seemed a bit ridiculous.
"Didn't you ask me how to get to Yuheng Peak?" Bai Lian was wrapped in a huge animal skin that seemed to be fox skin or something with beautiful patterns and walked past Jiang Wang. "That's the answer."
"No." Jiang Wang had a headache, "Does the beast treat you as the same kind if you are wearing animal skin?"
"Vicious beasts have no sanity. Don't you know?"
"That's what I say, but..."
"It's ridiculous, isn't it? I never thought that in front of such a group of ferocious beasts that are so difficult to deal with, we can sneak in with such a simple method? Sometimes what stumps us is not the practical dilemma, but the ideological dilemma."
Bai Lian took out a bottle of ointment, smeared it on her hand, picked out a little more, motioned to Jiang Wang to stretch out his hand, and smeared a little on the back of his hand.
She explained while wiping it on: "Plus this ointment that masks the smell, you only need a little bit, and you won't be discovered by ferocious beasts."
Her fingers were cool and had a subtle warmth. She gently circled the back of her hand a few times and then left.
"To put it simply, there is a solution to every problem, but there is no cure for fools," she concluded.
"I always feel like you are scolding me..." Jiang Wang muttered as he put the tiger skin on his body.
At this moment, his eyes solidified.
Freezing in front of a cave in the distance, he saw, vaguely, several killer rock wasps moving in and out.
But he clearly remembered how the Sanshan City Lord Dou Yuemei killed this ferocious beast not long ago.
"Aren't these killer rock bees...extinct?" Jiang Wang asked.
There was a trace of panic in his voice that he himself was not aware of.
"What do you think?"
Bai Lian's voice sounded like a smile but not a smile.
This chapter has been completed!