There is no self, therefore there is no life and no destruction.
— Lifeless Bone Sutra
…
Jiang Wang moved his feet and tried his best to suppress his restless mind. He had to believe, and could only believe, Dong A.
Amidst the restlessness of Tongtian Palace, he tried his best to remain calm.
He turned to the inner sect dormitory and greeted Ling He, who lived alone. He repeatedly reminded him to be careful, but he didn't know what to be careful of.
Ling He saw that something was wrong, but he didn't think too much about it. He only thought that it was because of the successive incidents of Dao Academy disciples being killed that made him uneasy.
He advised Jiang Wang not to think too much and said that he wouldn't take on any missions for the time being. He told him to go back and rest for a few days. Prepare to welcome the new year.
In the end, he patted Jiang Wang's shoulder and said with a smile, "The tiger will be back soon. Let's drink together! Celebrate the new year! "
These words made Jiang Wang smile.
There was nothing more beautiful than a reunion.
"Yes! Let's drink together. "
Jiang Wang left the dormitory and planned to go home.
He didn't leave from the back door today. Instead, he went through the front door. He wanted to take a detour and pass by Zhao Rucheng's house. He wanted to say a few words to Zhao Rucheng before going back.
He just wanted to talk to them because he was feeling uneasy.
But there was nothing specific to say. It was nothing more than paying attention to safety and avoiding danger. But he didn't even know where the danger would come from, let alone how to avoid it.
It was almost the new year. Most of the Dao Academy disciples were still cultivating or sharpening themselves after accepting missions. There weren't many pedestrians on the streets of the Dao Academy.
Occasionally, there would be a few who were high-spirited and full of vitality.
Just like the thriving Maplewood City Dao Academy, the future was limitless and bright.
If Dong A was said to have built a solid foundation for the Maplewood City Dao Academy, then Zhu Weiwo was the flag of the Dao Academy.
There were already many outstanding cultivation seeds who expressed their desire to come here to cultivate.
In time, the achievements of the Maplewood City Dao Academy would be limitless.
Looking at their smiling faces and feeling their spirit, Jiang Wang suddenly felt that he was ridiculous.
What am I afraid of?
He asked himself.
However, there was no answer. Only the black candle flickered back and forth, gradually becoming crazier.
The Star Twining Spirit Snake had already shrunk into the shape of a biscuit.
Jiang Wang then sat down on the stone steps in front of the statue of Taoist Primogenitor. He suppressed his trembling and silently sorted out his Taoist Heart.
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…
In a remote courtyard in the Wang Clan's ancestral land. The Boston ivy had already retreated.
The sun shone down and the courtyard door was gently closed. It was as peaceful as ever.
Wang Zhangxiang ran over excitedly. Only when he reached the entrance of the courtyard did he slow down and collect his emotions.
Among this year's new students, he and Li Jianqiu were not very outstanding when they first entered the academy. However, as their studies began, they gradually improved.
Now, they were all ranked in the top ten amongst the new students of the county academy.
Of course, he wouldn't stop there. He even had the confidence to pass the next competition between the three counties.
The future was good and full of hope.
What made him even happier was the reason why he was rushing back to the clan.
Yesterday, he had completed a difficult mission in the county court, so he had been rewarded with a bottle of secret medicine. It was said that this medicine could expand the Heavenly Palace, and at the same time, it also had the effect of unblocking Dao meridians.
A secret medicine that could expand the Heavenly Palace was of great use to everyone. However, for Wang Zhangxiang, being able to "unblock his Taoist meridians" was the reason why he risked his life.
He couldn't even be sure that this medicine would be effective on Wang Zhangji. He had asked the instructors in the county court, but they only said that it was possible.
However, it was merely "possible", and that was more than enough.
That was great!
Because in the past few days, no matter who it was, after examining Wang Zhangji, they all concluded that it was "impossible".
There was absolutely no hope. It was absolutely impossible.
It was also because of this that his father had completely given up on his elder brother. Wang Zhangji himself was also disheartened.
It wasn't that there weren't any memories of the two brothers fooling around under their father's knee. Although those memories were few, they were precious and worth fighting for.
From the City Dao Academy to the County Dao Academy, he had improved his cultivation and broadened his horizons. He had also seen more opportunities and possibilities.
From "impossible" to "possible", wasn't this an improvement?
He had always felt that his elder brother was the knowledgeable, tall, and warm person in his memories.
Compared to the short time he spent with his father, he had spent more time with his elder brother growing up.
His father was more of a "clan leader", while his elder brother was more of a "father".
Even if the whole world had given up on his elder brother, even if his elder brother had given up on himself, he would never give up.
This was the reason why he had come so far.
Wang Zhangxiang couldn't wait for a moment longer. The steadiness that was praised in the past was not enough to help him.
The moment he got the secret medicine, he rushed home, like a child who was in a hurry to show off his treasure.
Rushing through the night, he was anxious to return home.
In half a day, he rushed from Qinghe City to Maplewood City, faster than a galloping horse.
Without even greeting his parents or caring about the other clan members, Wang Zhangxiang rushed directly to his elder brother's small courtyard.
He stopped at the entrance.
"I have to be calm. I can't give him too much pressure, and I can't show too much hope. "
Wang Zhangxiang told himself in his heart.
Because the greater the hope, the greater the despair.
The scene of Wang Zhangji swallowing the Meridian Unlocking Pill without any reaction had been deeply engraved in his heart. He would often think of his elder brother's hopeless eyes in the middle of the night.
If the County Dao Academy couldn't do anything, there was the National Dao Academy. If the National Dao Academy couldn't do anything, there were other countries. There was even … Mount Yujing.
There was always a future, there was always hope.
Wang Zhangxiang finally adjusted his breathing, gently pushed open the courtyard door, and stepped into the small courtyard.
The small courtyard was empty, and there was no familiar figure on the reclining chair.
And right in front of him, in the courtyard, on the green bricks.
"Lying on its back" was an orange cat.
It was not accurate to say that it was lying on its back.
Because this fat orange cat was dismembered on the ground.
The cat's head, limbs, and tail were neatly arranged. It was as if they could be pieced together.
It was Xiao Ju.
The hot-tempered and arrogant Xiao Ju. It was the fat orange cat that Wang Zhangji treated as a treasure and cared for with all his heart.
Wang Zhangxiang panicked.
His Dao heart could not be stabilized.
He even forgot his Dao techniques for a moment, and stumbled into the house. "Brother! Brother! "
"Wang Zhangji!" He shouted.
He vaguely heard a weak response, and that voice seemed to be coming from Wang Zhangji's bedroom.
Wang Zhangxiang ran to the bedroom with all his might, and his Dao Energy surged, bringing him an endless stream of energy.
At this moment, he finally heard the voice clearly.
That was indeed Wang Zhangji's voice.
That voice was filled with anxiety, irritation, and viciousness …
That was an emotion that Wang Zhangxiang had never seen from his elder brother.
Even when he tore his beloved book when he was young, he only gently warned him not to do so.
Even when he was an adult and suffered all kinds of coldness and resentment, he only turned around indifferently and told him to let them be.
But at this moment, that voice was so ear-piercing, violent, and even desperate.
That voice was shouting —
"Wang Zhangxiang!"
"Wang Zhangxiang!"
"Get lost!"
"Get lost!"
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