Jiang Wang ended the battle in the Great Illusionary Realm. Without using divine abilities, the battle was not easy. However, he still won more than lost, and his "merit" was gradually accumulating.
At this stage, the highest level he encountered was an ordinary Inner Palace at the level of Three Prefectures. Jiang Wang estimated that after that, he would have to reach the level of Four Prefectures, Five Prefectures, or even the Inner Palace with divine abilities.
On the Dao Development Platform, he used up all the merit he had accumulated so far to deduce the Rotten Wood Technique, and it was barely deduced to a low-grade A-grade.
The cultivation threshold of a low-grade A-grade Dao technique was only the Soaring Dragon Realm. Of course, Jiang Wang was not satisfied.
Therefore, although he studied it seriously, he did not engrave it in his Inner Palace. He still needed to improve it at least one more time.
Xiang Qian had already slept for three days and three nights.
Jiang Wang had also been here the whole time.
During this period, An 'an's Cloud Crane flew non-stop. If not for the fact that the Cloud Crane was condensed by Dao techniques, she would have died of exhaustion.
Jiang Wang had to coax her to calm her down.
The Rotten Wood Technique itself did not have a fixed form. It was more like an evolution of power. It was similar to the power of totems and stars. Of course, it was not as grand as them. Instead, it seemed dark and narrow-minded.
That grayish-white power of decay was very strange. There was a feeling of obliterating vitality, but it was not a pure power of death. If one had to describe it, it was probably the word "rotten wood" itself. The name of the Dao technique was very appropriate. It was unknown how the dean of Wangjiang City's Dao Academy discovered such power.
However, the cultivation world had infinite possibilities. There were many extremely powerful Dao techniques. Perhaps they were just a flash of inspiration for an ordinary cultivator.
The more familiar Jiang Wang was with this technique, the more certain he was that the Rotten Wood Technique had great potential.
After practicing a Dao technique for a while, Jiang Wang was wondering if he should leave for a while to do something else. Xiang Qian suddenly sat up.
As soon as he opened his eyes, they shone brightly!
"You're awake?" Jiang Wang asked as he put away his Dao technique.
"I'm awake." Xiang Qian closed his eyes and opened them again. The sharpness disappeared, and he returned to his listless appearance. However, some invisible things had already changed.
In this round of conversation, the question had two meanings, and so did the answer.
"What's your next plan?" Jiang Wang asked.
Xiang Qing stood up and raised his finger. A small and exquisite flying sword pierced through the air and hovered in front of him. He didn't answer the question, "Do you know the name of this flying sword of mine?"
Jiang Wang shook his head. "You never mentioned it."
"I've always felt that I'm not worthy of it, so I'm embarrassed to tell you its name."
When Fang Qiang spoke, the flying sword shook, as if it was unwilling to agree.
Thus, he laughed. His laughter was arrogant and unbridled. "This sword is the product of my master's collection of rare treasures from all over the world. Using the secret technique of the Only My Sword Dao as a guide, I personally fused it with my own sword embryo and cultivated it with my life. It's called Dragon Light Shooting Bucket! "
"Dragon Light Shooting Dou …" Jiang Wang repeated the name, only to feel endless sharpness.
"Duel is the constellation of the heavens. When it blooms, the sword light will reach the constellation in the vault of heaven!" Speaking of this sword, Fang Qiang's enthusiasm was something Jiang Wang had never seen before.
"It really is worthy of its name," Jiang Wang praised.
"It's definitely stronger than your Sauvignon Yearning." Fang Qiang raised his head and puffed out his chest proudly.
Clang!
Before Jiang Wang could speak, the Sauvignon Yearning in the Shenlong wooden scabbard suddenly hummed softly.
"It doesn't seem to agree." Jiang Wang raised the sword in his hand and smiled.
Fang Qiang glanced at the Sauvignon Yearning and was a little surprised. "It's about to give birth to a spirit."
During this time, Jiang Wang had been using the Sword Nurturing Technique that Lian Que had specially created for the Sauvignon Yearning. The sword itself was hidden in the Shenlong wooden scabbard. Its growth speed was definitely predictable.
Today, after being stimulated by a peerless flying sword like Dragon Light Shooting Bucket, it immediately revealed its sharpness.
Jiang Wang smiled with satisfaction. "It's not certain who's stronger and who's weaker."
In terms of the sword itself, the current Sauvignon Yearning naturally couldn't compare to Dragon Light Shooting Bucket. But since the sword had a spirit, Jiang Wang, as the sword's master, naturally had to support it. Moreover, the Sauvignon Yearning was still growing. Its future was uncertain.
Fang Qiang understood swords very well, so he only said, "Then let's wait until we meet again to discuss this matter."
"Meet again?" Jiang Wang grasped the main point. "Where are you going?"
"The Solipsism Sword Dao is the best sword technique in the world, and Dragon Light Shooting Bucket is the sharpest sword in the world. I can't let them suffer anymore." Fang Qiang's expression was unprecedentedly serious. "I also want to test my sword and walk the path of invincibility again!"
"Uh …" Jiang Wang looked at Fang Qiang. He wanted to say a few words of advice, but he was afraid that it would destroy the confidence that he had painstakingly built up.
Fortunately, Fang Qiang didn't lose his mind. He added, "Of course, we'll start from the Soaring Dragon Realm."
That's more like it!
With Fang Qiang's strength, he could definitely compete for the title of the strongest Soaring Dragon. And if he used Dragon Light Shooting Bucket, Jiang Wang really couldn't think of anyone who could defeat him in the Soaring Dragon Realm.
He said, "Yes, after all, I, the strongest in the Soaring Dragon Realm, have already opened the inner palace. The second strongest in the Soaring Dragon Realm, Wang Yiwu, is also tempering his supernatural powers. You have a high chance of walking the path of invincibility in the Soaring Dragon Realm. "
He was joking, but at the same time, he was reminding him that there was always someone better.
Fang Qiang glanced at him. "Don't worry. I'll definitely meet you again on the path of invincibility in the Inner Palace! "
He meant that he wanted to be invincible in the Soaring Dragon Realm, then in the Inner Palace, then in the Outer Palace. Just like his master in the past. And he saw Jiang Wang as a checkpoint on his path of invincibility in the Inner Palace.
It was rare for Fang Qiang, who had always been dejected, to show off his ability.
As a friend, Jiang Wang could only be happy.
He laughed. "Unfortunately, I also want the title of invincible in the Inner Palace. Go, I'll wait for you to sharpen my sword for me!"
Fang Qiang also laughed, laughing loudly.
The Dragon Light Shooting Bucket expanded in the wind. He leaped onto the flying sword and sang loudly —
"I'll go to Kunlun in the West, and Chu in the South. I'll go to the North to kill demons in the desert, and I'll slash the Gate of Life and Death in the East! "
His voice pierced the clouds and headed west.
After so many years, did anyone still remember the invincible Xiang Fengqi's Sword Flicking Song?
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Watching Fang Qiang go west, Jiang Wang also stepped forward.
He walked forward to walk his path. That path was destined to be difficult, destined to be bumpy, but also destined to be dazzling. As soon as the sword was unsheathed, the Dragon Light Shooting Bucket would end.
And Jiang Wang also had his own direction, which had never changed.
His path was not only his own, but also everything he had experienced and carried.
Among all his experiences and burdens, the area of Maplewood City was undoubtedly the heaviest.
After experiencing so much, standing outside Maplewood City now, those memories were still very clear, as if they were yesterday. As if they had never been far away.
Here, Jiang Wang saw himself again and again.
How did he leave back then, and how much did he experience before coming back?
Jiang Wang walked away with large strides.
In fact, he always had a place he wanted to go and a person he wanted to see. But he didn't know if he should go or see that person.
After staying outside Maplewood City for a few days, he finally made a decision just now.
Before leaving here completely, he suddenly felt something and looked back at Maplewood City again.
There was a faint expectation that he didn't know where it came from.
But he didn't see anything.
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PS: The name Dragon Light Shooting Bucket comes from the Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng. "Heavenly treasure, Dragon Light Shooting Bucket."
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