Longhu was indeed a supreme Dao technique secretly passed down in the Old Yang royal family. It definitely had the effect of turning the tides. In this battle, the outcome of the battle was decided at the right time.
But Jiang Wang knew very well that he had already lost to Swordsman Ning in a duel of swordsmanship.
Indeed, his Dao path was not clear enough, nor complete enough. Just the Sword of the Path of Dao of the Faith Building wasn't his strongest sword technique. He also believed. When he was in the state of a Sword Immortal, he combined the power of five Abhijnas to create a Sword Overturning Mountain. It was not something that Swordsman Ning could take.
But this was the result of his performance in the battle.
He had intended to end the battle with swordsmanship, but he had lost by more than one level in a duel of swordsmanship.
He thought that he had already taken Swordsman Ning very seriously, but he still underestimated Swordsman Ning's swordsmanship because of his overwhelming advantage in the Inner Mansion level.
This gave him a loud and clear warning.
In this world, Jiang Wang was not the only one working hard, and he was not the only one who could improve.
For someone like Swordsman Ning, who was extremely talented and had a strong background, it was not rare for him to improve rapidly under the guidance of a strong cultivator in his sect.
Jiang Wang sheathed his sword and extinguished the Light of Five Mansions. He praised sincerely, "Your sword just now was unpredictable!"
Swordsman Ning's expression was very calm. Or maybe it was because this overly ordinary face was not suitable for expression.
Anyway, she only pursed her lips. "But I still lost."
"In terms of swordsmanship, you won. In terms of life and death, I won," Jiang Wang said frankly. "We are considered to be tied this time."
Swordsman Ning's gaze softened. After all, she had been in seclusion for so long and studied swordsmanship. A large part of the reason was that this opponent in front of her brought her great pressure. It could be said that Jiang Wang's evaluation, to a certain extent, acknowledged her efforts.
She said modestly, "Actually …"
She wanted to say modestly that she had the advantage of having a master. His Sword of Dao was already very clear, and it was very powerful …
But just as he said the word "actually", he heard the guy say, "But it might not be the case next time."
Jiang Wang looked at Swordsman Ning confidently. "Next time, if your swordsmanship doesn't improve much, I can defeat you with just my swordsmanship!"
"Oh, is that so?" Swordsman Ning gritted his teeth and said, "Then let's wait and see!"
"Since it's a draw this time …" Jiang Wang began to seriously calculate. "The Grade 4 Sword Discourse Arena consumes 200 points of merit each time. I'll admit defeat later, and you can transfer 100 points of merit to me when you go back. In the Great Illusionary Land, my name is Invincible Dugu. Don't forget. "
"No need."
"You don't have to be so courteous with me. It's just a hundred merit points. I really admire your swordsmanship! Bang! Why did he leave? "
Swordsman Ning had already admitted defeat and left the Sword Discourse Arena.
Jiang Wang stood where he was, feeling baffled.
He felt that he was already very generous.
Because according to the rules of the Great Illusionary Realm, he was the one who won, so he didn't have to do anything. Now that he was willing to share half of the cost of using the Sword Discourse Arena, what else did he want?
Swordsman Ning's swordsmanship was very good, and his tenacity in battle was also very good, but his temper was really hard to evaluate … Maybe this was the quirk of a genius!
Back in the space of the blessed land, Jiang Wang silently counted his merit points, calculating how much more he needed to improve his Taoist techniques. He also replied to Zuo Guangshu's letters and agreed on a time to go to Chu State.
To his surprise, he received another letter from Swordsman Ning —
"What's your ranking in the Outer Building Realm now?"
Jiang Wang told him the truth. "I haven't fought much. I haven't entered the top 100 yet."
"You haven't lost before?"
"I haven't."
"You can allocate more time in the Sword Discourse Arena. I'm looking forward to your performance when you go all out. I'm looking forward to seeing you fight with the current number one of the Outer Building Realm. "
Jiang Wang was interested. "Is that person very strong?"
"Very scary."
"You think that person is stronger than me at my peak?" Jiang Wang asked.
Swordsman Ning replied, "I can't say who will win … but I've fought with him before. Based on my own experience, the pressure he brings is indeed stronger than yours."
Jiang Wang was even more intrigued.
He had defeated Chen Suan of the Jing Kingdom on the battlefield of Xingyue Plain. Although he had borrowed the power of Yuheng Star, it was also a fact that he had defeated the Tianjiao of the Jing Kingdom on the battlefield.
Since then, several months had passed.
With his speed of improvement, he was naturally getting stronger day by day.
Swordsman Ning knew this.
He had not shown his peak strength in the fight with Swordsman Ning just now. Swordsman Ning knew this as well.
However, he still felt that the current number one of the Outer Building Realm was stronger than Jiang Wang.
Moreover, this person was definitely not Jung Genzun or Dou Zhao, nor was he one of the famous Tianjiao of the Outer Building Realm on the Riverview Platform. Otherwise, Swordsman Ning would not be so secretive.
"Who is this person?" Jiang Wang asked curiously.
Before long, Swordsman Ning's letter flew back. "His name is Yi Shengfeng. He's called Yi Shengfeng in and outside the Great Void Illusory Land. He's a disciple of the Southern Hall. A few days ago, the Southern Hall came to the Sword Pavilion to ask for a sword. I fought with him … I'm indeed no match for him. "
The Southern Hall and the Sword Pavilion were two of the top sects in the southern region.
Of course, the southern region was so big that there were more than just these two sects. There were also the Sanxing Palace in the southeast, Mount Meru in the southwest, the Dragon Gate Academy, the Mugu Academy, the Blood River Sect, and so on …
In the entire Modern Realm, the southern region had the most top sects. There were many historical reasons for this.
However, to Jiang Wang, the Southern Hall and the Sword Pavilion were not important.
What was important was the name written in the letter.
He remembered that name.
It was from a long, long time ago.
It was so long ago that he almost thought he had forgotten it.
In his childhood, he had a childhood friend who often fought with him with a wooden sword.
It was not an exaggeration to say that they grew up together. When the Immortal Opportunity descended, he was pushed into the water by that person and almost drowned.
That person's name …
His name was Yi Shengfeng.
He did not expect to hear this name again at this time and under such circumstances.
Of course, he expected that when he became famous, that person would also hear his name in some corner of the Modern Realm.
He knew that with that person's personality, he would never admit defeat or shrink back. He knew that as long as they walked on the long path of cultivation, they would meet one day.
However, he did not expect that day to come so soon.
The construction and expansion of the Great Void Illusory Land greatly increased the communication between cultivators in the Modern Realm and accelerated the collision of different sects in Tianjiao. It also allowed the distance between the Modern Realm to be easily crossed.
That person seemed to have grown into a very powerful existence …
Jiang Wang closed his eyes. He felt as if he was submerged in water. That suffocating feeling had never faded. So he had never forgotten … How could he forget?!
Once again … the light shadow of the white-haired cultivator leaving with his sword appeared before his eyes. In the rippling water, it was so cold and resolute.
It had been a long time. This was an old dream.
Swordsman Ning, who was far away in the Sword Pavilion, waited for a long time but did not receive a reply from Jiang Wang.
He could not help but send another letter, "Do you know him?"
Jiang Wang opened his eyes and spread out the letter. He replied very seriously, "I know him."
Every word was like a sword.
Showing off his ability.
…
…
"Are you leaving today?" Ye Qingyu asked.
"Yes, I should have left long ago." Jiang Wang sat obediently. He looked at his sister who was playing with Dumb Gray not far away and sighed. "This paradise is not something that ordinary people can stay in for long."
Ye Qingyu said softly, "Who in the world is not an ordinary person?"
Jiang Wang was silent for a moment. He said, "I have many things on my mind."
Ye Qingyu did not try to comfort him. She only said, "What a pity. I am still not familiar with the Daoist techniques you taught me. "
"The Eight Note Flame Sparrow is a bit complicated and not easy to master." Jiang Wang said gently, "If you have anything you don't understand, write to me. I will reply promptly."
"Okay." Ye Qingyu smiled in response.
"Brother!" Jiang Anan ran over with her short legs.
Dumb Gray followed closely behind with his even shorter legs.
Jiang Wang looked at his sister with a gentle smile. She ran closer and put her hands behind her back.
"Have you finished teaching Daoist techniques to Sister Qingyu?"
"What?" Jiang Wang said with a smile, "You want to learn too? You can't learn it in the Wandering Pulse Realm. "
He wanted to take the opportunity to teach some principles and encourage his sister to cultivate diligently.
Jiang Anan shook her head decisively. "No, no. I already learn a lot every day! "
Dumb Gray also shook his head vigorously. He shook his head so hard that his hair kept falling off.
Jiang Wang said with some amusement, "Then why do you care?"
Jiang Anan walked to Jiang Wang with her hands behind her back. She leaned forward and buried her head in his chest. She said in a muffled voice, "Aren't you leaving today?"
It turned out that she did not forget to play with Dumb Gray. She was very sensible and did not want to affect Jiang Wang and Ye Qingyu's Daoist techniques.
This made Ye Qingyu feel a bit embarrassed.
Jiang Wang rubbed her little head and said gently, "It's not like I'm not coming back. Cultivate well in the Sky Tower. I will come back to see you when I have time. "
Jiang Anan raised her head and looked up at her brother. "Brother."
Jiang Wang looked down at her gently. "Here."
Jiang Anan put her hands behind her back in front of her. Her two small hands slowly pulled apart in front of Jiang Wang. A green jade belt was held in her hands.
She smiled and held the jade belt. "I wish you a happy birthday in advance!"
Jiang Wang was stunned for a moment. Then he remembered that the upcoming 28th of January was his birthday.
He had almost forgotten.
But Jiang Anan, who was seven years old this year, remembered.
Jiang Wang smiled and got up. He took off the belt that looked like the Ruyi Immortal Robe and carefully wrapped the belt that his sister gave him. He looked around and was very satisfied. "My sister's taste is really good!"
"Hehe." Jiang Anan said very proudly. "I didn't use your money to buy it."
Jiang Wang of course always gave his sister some pocket money. But Jiang Anan herself had long been running errands for her senior brothers and sisters to "earn money". Her small pocket was very full.
"I like it so much!"
Jiang Wang patted the jade belt. He loved it too much to put it down.
Jiang Anan smiled brightly.
Dumb Gray spun around on the ground alone. He spun around very happily. No one knew why.
Ye Qingyu looked at them with a smile.
This was an ordinary day, but also a beautiful place in the world.
… …
… …
Two beauties, one big and one small, and a dumb dog bid farewell to Jiang Wang, who was wearing a fluttering azure robe.
They watched him walk away with large strides and gradually disappear into the horizon.
Jiang Anan had already experienced this kind of parting many times. Although she was still reluctant, she wouldn't cry anymore … After all, she was already a seven-year-old Meridian Realm cultivator!
Ye Qingyu held Jiang Anan's small hand and walked back. Dumb Gray jumped left and right energetically. It didn't show a trace of reluctance to its original owner.
"Sister Qingyu." Jiang Anan asked curiously, "Is the Daoist technique my brother taught very difficult?"
"It's okay," Ye Qingyu said in a relaxed tone.
With a light flick of her index finger, a cloud suddenly exploded. It exploded into countless white sparrows and began to chirp.
The sounds gradually became unified and played a beautiful music —
Ding ding dong dong …
Bang bang bang bang bang …
The music was very moving, and the sparrows were very beautiful.
It was the Daoist technique, Eight Sound Skylark!
"So beautiful!" Jiang Anan exclaimed.
Dumb Gray barked and bared its teeth, looking very angry. It probably thought that the sparrows were quarreling with it.
"That's not right." Jiang Anan suddenly reacted. She tilted her head and looked at Ye Qingyu. "Didn't you already know it? Why do you still need my brother to teach you? "
Ye Qingyu expressionlessly scattered the sparrows and said indifferently, "I'm not very familiar with it, so I need to learn and practice more."
Then he lowered his head and looked at Jiang Anan. "Cultivation is like this. You can't be lazy just because you know it … So, have you practiced writing?"
Jiang Anan sucked in a breath of cold air and suddenly exclaimed, "Uncle Ye!"
"It's no use calling anyone." Ye Qingyu tightly grasped her small hand and was about to personally escort her to the "execution ground". As he glanced forward, he actually saw his old father.
Great Daoist Master Ye wore white clothes and a green hairpin.
He was squatting in front of an ox cart.
The old ox pulling the cart had no interest in life.
The cart was full of books.
"What are you doing, Sir?" Ye Qingyu was baffled.
"Taoist techniques." Ye Lingxiao stood up and confidently patted the books behind him. "Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder … You can have anything you want! They're all the best, enough for you to learn for eight to ten years. If you don't like this one, I've prepared a cart for you. Don't blindly learn from random people. I don't know if those people understand! "
Jiang Anan hid behind Ye Qingyu. So many Taoist techniques were too scary. If she had to learn all of them, wouldn't she have to learn until she was eight years old? How would she have time to play?
Ye Qingyu frowned. "You're eavesdropping on us again?"
Ye Lingxiao smiled confidently. "That's not true. I just happened to consider the problem of your accumulation of Taoist techniques … "
Ye Qingyu pulled Jiang Anan in front of him. "Anan is right here. In front of a child, you better be honest!"
"Steal? You bastard! "Ye Lingxiao suddenly jumped up, looking very shocked and angry." You're stealing fish again! "
He was already gone, leaving only the vague shadow of a cloud …
And a cart full of Taoist technique books.
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