Tri-Mountain City.
Sun Xiaoman rushed into her mother's room.
Ever since the battle at Yueheng Peak, Dou Yuemei had locked herself in her room and left the city's affairs to Sun Xiaoman. She did not even show her face to the new dean of the Tri-Mountain City Dao Academy.
This was the first time she was willing to meet someone.
"... Mother." Sun Xiaoman's heart trembled when she saw Dou Yuemei.
That haggard and tired, was that still her mother?
"Xiaoman." Dou Yuemei looked at her daughter and her pale face finally regained some color. "How's the city?"
"Everything's fine, almost there." Sun Xiaoman did not dare to say that after the battle at Yueheng Peak, many talented academy disciples had transferred to other cities, saying that there was no hope for them here.
Although there weren't many people like this, it was still one disaster after another for the Three Mountains City that was lacking in talent.
"That's good." Dou Yuemei did not seem to care much about this answer and asked, "How's Xiaoyan?"
"She locked herself in her room and said that she doesn't want to talk to you anymore."
Dou Yuemei sighed and said sadly, "Looks like she's really angry this time."
"It's okay, she'll forget about it after a while."
Sun Xiaoman's eyes were tired, but she tried not to let her mother see it.
She wasn't good at handling the affairs of the City Lord Manor, but Sun Xiaoyan couldn't take charge of things, and her mother was so depressed that she was depressed all day. She could only do this reluctantly.
To her, she would rather fight hundreds of experts with a sledgehammer than bury her head in the documents.
"I've thought it through these days." Dou Yuemei pulled herself together and sighed. "Tri-Mountain City still has to hold on, and your brother's cultivation cannot be neglected. Most importantly, I can't hold you back anymore. "
Sun Xiaoman looked up at her. "Mother …"
"Go and find your master!" Dou Yuemei sighed. "This world is not what your father thinks it is. Everything he does is meaningless. This is not a world of reason, but of the strong. "
It was hard to imagine. As a woman who relied on her husband and had absolute confidence in him. How desperate must she be to say something like this? How could she deny her husband's efforts?
Sun Xiaoman felt that what her mother said was not right, but she did not know how to refute it.
"Your master is very strong, but I still insisted on keeping you by my side because I was confident that one day, I wouldn't lose to him. If you live with me, it won't affect your cultivation. "
Dou Yuemei was a little depressed, "Now … Mother will never be able to surpass him."
At that time, Dou Yuemei was sitting in front of her usual mirror with her back facing the mirror. The sunlight shone through the window and onto her haggard face, making her look even paler.
Sun Xiaoman sat cross-legged on the ground, swinging the small silver hammer on her wrist. Using her hand as a pillow, she leaned her head on her mother's knee.
Dou Yuemei stroked her hair and continued, "Pure Martial Cultivation has yet to carve out a complete path for you. Therefore, the path of a martial artist was very difficult to walk. Your master is just one of the explorers. Most of the time, you can only rely on yourself. You have to think more. "
"Mm." Sun Xiaoman's voice was soft.
"You are talented. Before the twelfth level, it will be a piece of cake for you. Therefore, I won't talk about your cultivation before the Inner Mansion Stage."
Dou Yuemei took out a small booklet. It was only a few pages thin, "This is my experience in exploring the seeds of God's Art. Take it. Different paths lead to the same destination. Mastering one will lead to the next. Maybe it will help you. "
Seeing that Sun Xiaoman had accepted it, she sighed, "Reaching the thirty-three levels of God's Art is just a dream. No one has ever achieved it. I really don't know where my daughter will go next. "
Sun Xiaoman raised one of her hands and swung the small silver hammer, "To the highest point!"
Dou Yuemei smiled and scratched her daughter's nose, "Go, go."
Sun Xiaoman stood up and stepped barefoot on the ground, "Mother, I'll go now."
Dou Yuemei smiled with tears in her eyes, "Go."
Sun Xiaoman suddenly smiled slyly, "Before I leave, I'll help you teach Sun Xiaoyan a lesson!"
Dou Yuemei opened her mouth to stop her, but she quickly said, "Mother, listen to me. Beating your child is good for your body. Don't be reluctant. Father has already left. The past is the past. But the future is still long! "
She jumped two steps and suddenly turned back, blinking her eyes, "I think my master is very interested in you!"
"Go away! What do you know! "
Her daughter had left to beat up her son.
Dou Yuemei felt an inexplicable sense of relief. She threw this strange thought out of her mind.
She turned back and looked at the dressing mirror.
In the mirror was a face without makeup. Although it was haggard, one could still see the beautiful outline of her face.
She reached out and gently caressed her face, sighing faintly, "Devil, you died so early. Don't you think it's not worth it? What a pity, my beautiful face … "
...
Jiang Wang was no stranger to Vice Dean Song Qifang. He respected him. Dong A had been demoted to Maplewood City only a few years ago. Before that, Song Qifang had always been in charge of Maplewood City's Dao Academy.
Of course, limited by his own strength and vision, Maplewood City's Dao Academy had always been weak under his control.
Now that Dong A was in charge of the main academy, Song Qifang was the Vice Dean. Apart from teaching, he focused on alchemy and deduction. There was a clear division of labor, and everyone had their own uses.
As he was not a competitive person and was amiable, he had always been respected by the disciples.
However, Jiang Wang could not understand why Song Qifang suddenly looked for him.
"Dean Song," Jiang Wang walked into the alchemy room and bowed respectfully, "Is there something you need from me?"
The white-haired Song Qifang turned back from the furnace and looked at Jiang Wang with a kind smile, "Jiang Wang, how's your cultivation recently? Are there any problems? "
"Thank you for your concern, Dean Song." Jiang Wang was flattered, "The instructors are very responsible, and my cultivation is still very shallow. The problems are very elementary. Sometimes, the senior brothers will help me solve them. There are no special problems for the time being. "
Song Qifang nodded in satisfaction, "You are one of the most outstanding disciples in the Dao Academy. I have faith in you."
"There are many experts in the Dao Academy. I don't dare to accept your praise."
"I've heard about what happened in Wangjiang City." Song Qifang turned to look at the fire in the furnace before continuing, "Your performance was very outstanding. However, there are some things that you have to pay attention to. We are separated from Wangjiang City. There's really no need to be so stiff. "
Regardless of what had happened, regardless of whether it was right or wrong, the act of accusing him made Jiang Wang unhappy.
However, his expression did not change. He only said, "Dean Song, you are right."
"Of course, when it comes to family matters, it's understandable for young people to be impulsive." Song Qifang smiled and fanned the fire. He said casually, "I heard that you have an extraordinary sword technique that shone brightly in Tri-Mountain City and Wangjiang City?"
"I did obtain a sword technique by chance." Jiang Wang frowned and said, "However, this sword technique is not as miraculous as what others have said."
"You're not arrogant. Very good." Song Qifang paused for a moment before turning around. He looked into Jiang Wang's eyes and said, "I wonder if you're willing to contribute this Dao technique to the Dao Academy? It can also allow the other disciples of the Dao Academy to improve. Don't worry, there will definitely be more Dao Points. I'll make the decision for you. "
The Dao Academy of Zhuang Country did have a tradition of exchanging resources for Dao Points. This way, the wealthy disciples could contribute their resources. It was a good thing for the Dao Academy and the cultivators themselves. Cultivation techniques were naturally included.
However, that was purely a voluntary principle.
In other words, if Jiang Wang was willing, he would have exchanged it long ago. Why would he need to wait for Song Qifang to speak?
He was willing to share it with Zhao Rucheng, Ling He, and Du Yehu. However, this did not mean that Jiang Wang loved the world and cared about the common people. That was not love. It was stupidity.
Therefore, Jiang Wang asked directly, "Is this Dean Dong's intention?"
Song Qifang's expression darkened slightly. "I think my words carry some weight in the Maplewood City Dao Academy. Even Dean Dong wouldn't disrespect my opinion. "
No wonder the Maplewood City Dao Academy was so mediocre in his hands in the past. It was filled with a stale smell!
Jiang Wang thought to himself and bowed. "In that case, forgive Jiang Wang for being unwilling."
After bowing, he turned around and left.
His sword hung by his waist.
At that moment, he had a sword-like sharpness.
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