The focus of fireworks is not the flames, but the flowers.
The key point of a flower is not its shape, but its spirit.
In fact, when Bai Lian fought against Ji Xuan on the banks of the Qingjiang River, he also displayed fireworks generated from white flames. The inspiration should also come from Zuo Guanglie's fireworks burning the city.
Jiang Wang got into a misunderstanding at the beginning. He tried to manipulate the power of the fire element to carve a flower. Thanks to the exquisiteness of the control element, he was able to do this. But he worked hard to maintain the flower of fire.
, after all, it is just a flame, not a flower.
So it cannot "bloom".
Don't try to form a flower, it should just happen naturally.
Jiang Wang secretly pinched the Dao Jue, and a little fire energy was generated at his fingertips.
Under the careful pouring of Daogen, it gradually expanded.
Jiang Wang imagined that he was watering and fattening, and that the first bit of fire power was the seed of the flower.
The vitality is its nourishment, and the Taoist spirit is its vitality.
It grows, grows, sprouts...
Finally, a small flame flower bloomed on my fingertips.
Between the petals, there are faintly connected patterns that are almost natural.
Together they build beauty, and they also condense extremely powerful destructive power.
Every flower has its own unique beauty.
This firework is different from Dong'a's firework, and definitely different from Zuo Guanglie's own firework. It is a firework that belongs exclusively to Jiang Wang.
Because he gave it "life".
This is another form of life.
Although it is classified as a C-level top-grade Taoist technique, it is definitely different from other Taoist techniques of the same level.
Only such fireworks can develop into the fireworks that astound everyone and burn the city.
Jiang Wang cultivated the fireworks, but he did not feel proud.
Instead there is only awe.
Fireworks are only the basis of the art of burning the city with fireworks, which can attract strong people like Dong A to study. It is said that Zuo Guanglie was only nineteen years old when he created the art of burning the city with fireworks. It is different from the current one.
Linghe is one age.
What a brilliant person that is!
What does it mean if he dominates the same level in the Maple Forest City Taoist Academy? Or as Zhen Wudi said, even if he dominates and reaches the top of the Wandering Pulse Realm in the Taixu Illusion Realm, what does it mean?
A truly strong person sees more than the scenery in front of him.
After mastering the fireworks, Jiang Wang was confident in his battle with Zhen Wudi, and had been able to win more than three times out of ten.
Because he also has the means to threaten Zhen Wudi without getting close, the space for combat options is greatly increased. This is not a simple leap.
Originally, in the battle between the two, Zhen Wudi would not be able to gain any advantage if he did not use all his secret skills.
When competing with Zhen Wudi, there are fewer and fewer areas for improvement.
Therefore, after re-entering the illusion of Taixu, Jiang Wang decisively ignored Fatty Zhen and started a new battle match on the Sword Forum.
…
Fang Heling walked into the ancestral hall, and what was waiting for him was not the three-chamber trial as originally thought, but only his father Fang Zehou.
He stood with his hands behind his back, facing the tablets of the ancestors of the Fang family.
"Dad." Fang Heling shouted in a low voice.
Fang Zehou turned around, raised his hand and slapped him.
Snapped!
"Do you know what you are doing?"
Fang Heling's face swelled rapidly, but he did not cry out in pain, and did not dare to avoid it.
"I know." He said.
Snapped!
"You know?" Fang Zehou asked.
Snapped!
Another backhand slap.
"you know?"
Fang Heling remained silent.
"Do you know what the situation is in the Yun Kingdom now? Do you know that the person you asked the caravan to cover is probably the demon from the Bone Road, or even Ouyang Lie himself?"
"Do you know what the White Bone Path is? Do you know how Xiaolin Town disappeared? Those people are real devils, killing the living, desecrating the souls of the dead, and they can't do anything! Do you think you know?"
"Do you know the consequences of getting involved with them? Don't worry about Yun Guo's business. Wei Quji alone will skin you alive and implicate the entire Fang family! You say you know?"
Fang Zehou was so angry that his fingers trembled. He raised his hand to slap Fang Heling again.
"They planted something on me!" Fang Heling shouted, his voice lowered: "If I don't obey, I will die."
"When you went on a mission before and the whole team was wiped out?"
"Yes." Fang Heling explained what happened that day.
"This is a conspiracy!" Fang Zehou said angrily after hearing this: "You are a fool who was manipulated and fooled!"
"But I have no choice. Dad."
"I listen to you. I worked hard to catch up with Jiang Wang. I want to prove to you that I can do it. I practice hard and I practice actively. I can do all the tasks that Jiang Wang can take on! But those people are too strong.
They were killed as soon as they met. How could I not know that this was a conspiracy?" Fang Heling said, "But I don't want to die, Dad."
"No, no." Fang Zehou shook his head and said: "I will find someone to find a solution for what you swallowed. This matter must be reported to the city lord. When it comes to matters involving the Bone Road, our Fang family cannot handle it! Even if your clan uncle is willing
It's useless to help, no one in the Fang family can handle it!"
The Fang family in Maplewood City actually has a big shot. He joined the army in his early years and is now the commander-in-chief of the Maplewood City Guards. However, he was from a side clan and did not receive any resources within the family when he was growing up. The Fang family did not
How to get close.
He was very loyal to Wei Quji, who had the kindness to meet him. He might ask him to take care of some small things, but he would never condone such things.
If given a choice, Fang Zehou is willing to shoulder the burden for his son. But he knows very well that he cannot bear it. Even if the entire Fang family is burdened, it will still be the same.
"Dad, you can't do this." Fang Heling took a step to the right and stopped in front of Fang Zehou.
"Get away!" Fang Zehou slapped him in the face.
But Fang Heling still stood there, just turned his head that was slapped to the side, looked at his father and said: "If Wei Quji knows that I am involved in the Bone Path, your son will be really ruined! Dong A doesn't want to
Maybe you can protect me!"
"You have been ruined!" Fang Zehou shouted, he was a little tired: "Now I want to keep the Fang family."
"Dad." Fang Heling suddenly took action, held down Fang Zehou, and pushed him to the chairs on both sides of the ancestral hall.
"I am not destroyed. I have already reached the Zhoutian realm, and the Tongtian realm is just around the corner."
His tone was a little crazy.
"Fang Heling! What do you want to do?" Fang Zehou scolded.
"Dad, you can't even imagine how much power the White Bone Path can mobilize. There are countless forces helping Ouyang Lie to evacuate Yun Kingdom, and our caravan is just one of them. He may appear in any team and It’s not that we have to do it. But we need the White Bone Dao.” Fang Heling pressed Fang Zehou’s shoulder, looked directly at him and said: “Do you know what they give me when I do things for them? Blood for elixir!”
"I only took one, and I broke through to the Zhoutian realm. Do you know what this means?"
"I just entered the inner sect this year. If I practice step by step, when can I catch up with Wang Changxiang and Zhang Linchuan? Our Fang family will always be inferior to others, depending on their looks!"
"It's different now, you know?"
"I know they all look down on me. Fang Pengju, Jiang Wang, Zhao Rucheng, even Zhang Linchuan, Shen Nanqi! They treat me as a joke! I know you look down on me too!"
"But it's different now. Sooner or later, everyone will have to look at me!"
"You ask me if I know what I am doing? I know very well. I am just trying my best to prove it to you."
Fang Zehou himself does not have a high talent for cultivation, and he did not earn his current status through cultivation.
So he didn't have much power to resist in front of his son.
He followed every bit of Fang Heling's progress and was very pleased.
But he never expected that White Bone Dao would intervene and use a brutal test of life and death to knock his son back to his original shape.
He was heartbroken: "You are seeking the skin of a tiger!"
"father!"
Fang Heling knelt in front of Fang Zehou.
"Dad, just trust me once. Since I was a child, I have always followed your arrangements. Now let me make my own decision for once. I am very clear-headed and know what I am doing. I don't want to be anyone else's shadow anymore!"
Seeking skin from a tiger...may not necessarily lead to success!
Maybe one day, my son can peel off the tiger skin and show it to you."
"But the premise is that you have the strength to fight a tiger. My stupid son." Fang Zehou lamented in his heart. But he said nothing more.
The door of the ancestral hall slowly closed.
On this day, Fang Zehou was put under house arrest by his only son in the ancestral hall, and the power of the Fang family changed hands.