The main point of the Flame Flower was not the flame, but the flower.
The main point of the flower was not its shape, but its spirit.
In fact, when White Lotus had fought Ji Xuan at the shore of Qing River, she had also displayed the Flame Flower formed from white flames. Her inspiration should have come from Zuo Guanglie's Flame Flower Incineration.
Jiang Wang had made a mistake from the start. He had tried to control the fire elemental energy to carve a flower. Thanks to the ingenuity of the elemental control technique, he had succeeded. However, the Flame Flower that he had spent so much effort to maintain was ultimately just a flame, not a flower.
Therefore, it could not "bloom".
There was no need to deliberately form a flower. It should be born naturally.
Jiang Wang secretly formed a Dao seal. A bit of fire elemental energy formed at his fingertips.
Under the careful infusion of Dao Energy, it gradually expanded.
Jiang Wang imagined himself watering and fattening the flower. The first bit of fire elemental energy was the seed of the flower.
Elemental energy was its nourishment. A Dao practitioner's spirit was its vitality.
It grew, strengthened, and sprouted …
Finally, a small Flame Flower bloomed at his fingertips.
Between the petals, there were faint, almost natural formation patterns connected.
Together, they formed a beautiful scene and also condensed an extremely powerful destructive force.
Every flower had its own unique beauty.
This Flame Flower was different from Dong A's Flame Flower, and it was also different from Zuo Guanglie's own Flame Flower. It was Jiang Wang's Flame Flower.
Because he had given it "life".
This was another form of life.
Although it was classified as an upper-grade C Dao technique, it was definitely different from other Dao techniques of the same level.
Only a Flame Flower like this could develop into the Flame Flower Incineration that shocked everyone.
Jiang Wang did not feel proud of having cultivated the Flame Flower.
On the contrary, he only felt awe.
The Flame Flower was merely the foundation of the Flame Flower Incineration, but it was already able to attract experts like Dong A to study it. It was said that Zuo Guanglie was only nineteen years old when he created the Flame Flower Incineration. He was the same age as Ling He now.
What a resplendent figure in Tianjiao!
So what if he dominated his peers in Maplewood City's Dao College? Perhaps it was just as Zhen Wudi had said. Even if he had reached the peak of the Meridian Wandering Realm in the Great Illusionary Realm, so what?
A true expert's vision was not limited to the scenery in front of them.
After mastering the Flame Flower, Jiang Wang was confident that he could win at least three out of ten matches against Zhen Wudi.
Because he now had the means to threaten Zhen Wudi without having to get close, his options in battle had greatly increased. This was not a simple leap.
Originally, in the battle between the two, if Zhen Wudi didn't use all of his secret techniques, he already wouldn't have the upper hand.
Sparring with Zhen Wudi, there was less and less room for improvement.
Hence, after Jiang Wang re-entered the Great Illusionary Realm, he decisively ignored Fatty Zhen and started a new battle pairing in the Sword Discourse Arena.
…
Fang Heling walked into the ancestral hall. What was waiting for him was not the three-hall trial that he had expected, but only his father, Fang Zehou.
His hands were clasped behind his back as he faced the memorial tablets of the Fang family's ancestors.
"Father," Fang Heling called out softly.
Fang Zehou turned around and raised his hand to slap him.
Pa!
"Do you know what you're doing?"
Fang Heling's face quickly swelled, but he didn't cry out in pain and didn't dare to dodge.
"I know," he said.
Pa!
"You know?" Fang Zehou questioned.
Pa!
Another backhand slap.
"You know?"
Fang Heling didn't say a word.
"You know what the situation in the Yun Nation is like now? You know that the person you asked the caravan to protect is most likely a demon from the White Bone Path, or even Ouyang Lie himself?
"You know what the White Bone Path is? You know how Xiaolin Town was destroyed? Those people are real demons. They kill the living and desecrate the dead. There's nothing they won't do! You say you know?
"You know the consequences of getting involved with them? Don't even think about doing business in the Yun Nation. 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 drugged me!" Fang Heling shouted. His voice lowered. "If I don't listen, I'll die."
"When you went on a mission previously, the whole team was wiped out?"
"Yes." Fang Heling explained what happened that day.
"This is a conspiracy!" Fang Zehou said angrily. "You're a fool who was manipulated!"
"But I had no choice. Father. "
"I listened to you. I worked hard to catch up with Jiang Wang. I wanted to prove to you that I could. I worked hard to cultivate. I actively trained. I could take on any mission that Jiang Wang could! But those people were too strong. My fellow apprentices were killed in an instant. How could I not know this was a conspiracy? "Fang Heling said," But I don't want to die. Father. "
"No, you can't." Fang Zehou shook his head. "I'll find someone to deal with the thing you swallowed. This matter must be reported to the City Lord. If it involves the White Bone Path, our Fang family can't handle it! Even if your uncle is willing to help, it's useless. No one in the Fang family can handle it! "
There was actually an important person in Maplewood City's Fang family. He had joined the army in his early years and was now the general of Maplewood City's City Guard. However, he was born in a branch family and did not receive any resources from the family. He was not very close to the Fang family.
He was loyal and devoted to Wei Quji, who was indebted to him. He might take care of some small matters, but he would not condone such a thing.
If there was a choice, Fang Zehou was willing to take it on for his son. But he knew very well that he could not. Even if he put the entire Fang family on the line, it would still be the same.
"Father, you can't do this." Fang Heling took a step to the right and stood in front of Fang Zehou.
"Scram!" Fang Zehou slapped him across the face.
But Fang Heling still stood there. He turned his head and looked at his father. "If Wei Quji finds out that I'm involved with the White Bone Path, your son will really be ruined! Dong A will not be able to protect me! "
"You're already ruined!" Fang Zehou roared. He was a bit tired. "Now I have to protect the Fang family."
"Father." Fang Heling suddenly reached out and pressed Fang Zehou down on the armchairs on both sides of the ancestral hall.
"I'm not ruined. I'm already in the Heavenly Cycle realm. The Heavenly Reaching realm is just around the corner."
There was a hint of madness in his tone.
"Fang Heling! What are you trying to do? "Fang Zehou berated him.
"Father, you can't imagine how much power the White Bone Path can mobilize. Countless forces are helping Ouyang Lie evacuate the Yun Nation. Our caravan is just one of them. He can appear in any of the caravans. It doesn't have to be us. But we need the White Bone Path. " Fang Heling pressed on Fang Zehou's shoulder and looked him in the eye. "Do you know what they gave me when I helped them? The Blood Recovery Elixir!
"I only ate one and broke through to the Heavenly Cycle realm. Do you know what this means?
"I just entered the inner sect this year. If I cultivated step by step, when would I be able to catch up with Wang Zhangxiang and Zhang Linchuan? Our Fang Clan will always have to lower our heads and look at others' faces! "
"It's different now. Do you know that?
"I know they all look down on me. Fang Pengju, Jiang Wang, Zhao Rucheng, and even Zhang Linchuan and 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 in the eye!
"You ask me if I know what I'm doing? I know it very well. I'm just trying my best to prove it to you. "
Fang Zehou didn't have a high cultivation talent. He didn't earn his current status by cultivation.
So he didn't have much power to resist his son.
He paid attention to Fang Heling's every bit of progress and was very gratified.
But he didn't expect the White Bone Path to interfere and use such a rough test of life and death to beat his son back to his original state.
He said bitterly, "You're asking a tiger for its skin!"
"Father!"
Fang Heling knelt in front of Fang Zehou.
"Father, trust me this time. I've been following your arrangements since I was a child. Now let me make the decision. I'm sober. I know what I'm doing. I don't want to be anyone's shadow anymore!
Asking a tiger for its skin … It's not impossible!
Maybe one day, I'll be able to strip the tiger for you to see.
"But the prerequisite is that you have the strength to fight a tiger. My silly son. "Fang Zehou lamented in his heart. But he didn't say anything else.
The ancestral hall's door slowly closed.
On this day, Fang Zehou was placed under house arrest in the ancestral hall by his only son. The power of the Fang family changed hands.
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