Red Heart Survey

[Ranking of Traveling Pulse Realm, ninety-seven. 】

This was Jiang Wang's last result in the Taixu Illusory Realm Tourmaid Realm Matching Competition, and he broke into the top 100.

In the last few battles, he was seriously injured and narrowly won. If he did it all over again, he might not be able to do it again.

Jiang Wang understood that this was his current limit.

There is also a line of small words behind this information: Top 100~50, every day you keep it, you will be rewarded with ten points.

But it has nothing to do with Jiang Wang, he decided to attack Zhou Tianjing today.

It is true that he still has potential to be tapped in the Traveling Pulse Realm, such as using the Taoist platform and his remaining 2800 points of power to deduce more powerful Taoism that can be mastered at the current stage. For example, waiting for the four spirits to refine the body.

But these are just side effects compared to the cultivation base itself.

Zhen Wudi is proficient in many kinds of Taoism, not because he has infinite energy, nor is it because he is stuck in the pulse-wandering state and cannot move forward. But he is really talented, most of the Taoism can be mastered in a short time, and it doesn't need to expend too much energy at all.

However, even such a genius has been polishing his little Zhou Tian, ​​thinking about what kind of mistress is most suitable to build. All this was learned while the two were chatting.

But for Jiang Wang, his little Zhou Tian was a matter of course.

Just like the flame flower, the seeds germinate and bloom naturally.

He felt more and more the greatness of life.

...

Jiang Wang was sitting cross-legged, his mind sank in Tongtian Palace.

The crazy battle matching in the illusory realm is to see the limit of what you can achieve before breaking the realm. And when Xiao Zhoutian was consummated naturally, he chose to go down the river. It doesn't insist on being invincible in the Traveling Pulse Realm.

The two galaxies constructed by Jiang Wang are solar and lunar.

Now the third Daoxuan is naturally a star, returning to the galaxy universe.

The first dao spins as the sun, and the stars in the sky start from the sun star. The sun rises and the sky brightens.

The second path is the moon, and the lunar star is almost related to everything about him. Only the bright moon can illuminate my heart.

The third dao spins as a star, and the sun and the moon are all in the galaxy.

The sun, the moon, and the galaxy are traversing celestial bodies, and the universe is infinite.

When the last Dao Yuan was embedded, the Zhou Tian Xingdou Formation diagram lit up again, and Xingxuan was completed.

On the dome of the Tongtian Palace, the sun, the moon and the stars rotate in rotation, which is magnificent.

So the little Sunday is complete.

The sun, the moon and the stars reflect each other, illuminating the Tongtian Palace.

Jiang Wang could clearly perceive that Tongtian Palace had "expanded".

Not just in terms of space.

Now he can engrave a well-known Taoism on the dome, and freeze his first instant Taoism.

This kind of Taoism is a matter of course, it can only be fireworks.

Zhuang Li Yongtai fourteen years, November 24th. Jiang Wang established a third Daoxuan. Complete the mini Sunday cycle. Officially entered Zhoutian Realm.

Engraving instant Taoism, fireworks.

It took him four months from opening the pulse to laying the foundation. However, it only took him two months to go from the Traveling Vessel Realm to the Zhoutian Realm. This is in response to the choices he made before the foundation was laid.

Today's fruit is yesterday's cause.

...

When the courtyard door creaked and was pushed open.

Wang Changji sighed helplessly: "Why are you back again? Is the county courtyard so easy to practice?"

As he spoke, he turned his head from the couch, and saw the old man walking into the yard.

All his expressions were retracted, and his lips were pursed.

The fat orange cat was lying on his belly, licking its paws lazily.

The old man is in good spirits, and his steps are steady and powerful.

He snorted through his nostrils: "Why, when you see your own father, you don't even know how to say hello?"

"Father." Wang Changji called out very indifferently.

This attitude made the old man even more unhappy, so he snorted again: "You spend all day playing with wild cats, reading idle books, and not doing your job properly!"

Wang Changji didn't even try to argue that Xiaoju was not a wild cat, he just stroked its fat head without saying a word.

The old man held his hands behind his back, walked two steps, and then ordered: "Recently, there is a lack of a steward in the accounting room. You should have read some books and practiced in the past."

"No."

"Why don't you go?" The old man frowned: "Your Wang Changji is more noble than others, and you can't get involved in worldly affairs?"

"My son is cold by nature, he can't do anything well, and he has no intention of doing anything. Father, please go back."

"Who are you chasing after? You have food, clothing and shelter, which one is not Lao Tzu's?"

"I'll move." Wang Changji got up from the recliner, hugged the orange cat and went out.

I didn't organize anything, and didn't want to bring anything.

"Stop!" The old man snapped angrily, pointing his finger on his forehead: "You really want to piss me off, don't you?"

Wang Changji took a step back slightly, letting the old man's fingers leave his forehead. Said quietly: "I don't understand. I just read books every day, play with cats, grow vegetables, and cook. Who is in the way? What kind of anger are you getting?"

"You are the son of my Wang Lianshan, so you can't be a trash who eats and waits to die!"

"Trash? Ha, trash..." Wang Changji lowered his head and scratched the fat cat in his arms: "Look at you, trash."

In fact, the eyebrows and eyes of the two father and son are quite similar. Ignoring the content of their conversation and just staying alone in the small courtyard, the scene is unexpectedly very harmonious. It's just that compared to the anger in Wang Lianshan's eyes, Wang Changji's eyes were too indifferent.

Wang Lianshan controlled his temper, and said stiffly: "Your brother is very talented, he is the seed of cultivation. Since you can't practice, take on the mundane duties. I'm getting old..."

Wang Changji interrupted his rare warmth: "Don't. You are a cultivator of Zhou Tianjing. If there is no accident, you will not die even if I die."

Wang Lianshan has always been one-sided in the clan. The only time in his life he was attacked and questioned was when he invested a lot of resources on his eldest son, but in the end he raised a waste.

Fortunately, the youngest son Wang Changxiang grew up quickly, and now his prestige has long been unshakable.

At this time, I couldn't restrain my temper anymore, and said angrily, "How clearly do you want me to speak? You are a trash now, what good can you do besides worrying your brother? He will come back to see it every few days. Once you, do you know how fierce the competition in the county court is?"

"I said, why do you suddenly care about me..." Wang Changji actually smiled slightly: "That's how it is!"

"Otherwise, who wants to care about you? I don't care if you want to be your trash, but if you affect Changxiang's practice, be careful and I will break your legs!"

"You can't say that about my brother!"

It was Wang Changxiang's voice.

At that time, he was standing outside the courtyard gate, full of dust. The setting sun was behind him, and it was about to sink.

That usually gentle face was filled with anger at this moment.

"Bastard!" Wang Lianshan turned around and was furious: "Why are you talking to your father?"

"I'm sorry, Dad." Wang Changxiang subconsciously bowed his head to admit his mistake, but quickly raised his head again: "But my brother can pay for everything he needs to eat, wear and live. Don't interfere with his life anymore."

Wang Lianshan was silent for a while. "If he wants to be a waste, let him do it. But you remember your duty! The clan provides resources for you to practice, not for you to fish for three days and hang the net for two days!"

"I will work hard to practice." Wang Changxiang said seriously: "Also, don't call him a waste."

"Everyone's wings are stiff!" Wang Lianshan walked away: "I don't care. You can do whatever you want!"

The two brothers watched his back as he stepped out of the yard.

"Why are you stopping him?" Wang Changji said flatly, "I'm a waste to begin with."

Wang Changxiang immediately turned to look at him: "You are not!"

Seeing his younger brother's stubborn expression, Wang Changji couldn't help laughing: "Okay, okay, I'm not."

He flicked the orange cat's head with his fingers, "It is."

Xiaoju didn't understand what these boring humans were talking about at all, but twisted in Wang Changji's arms and meowed softly.

The world seemed to finally have a little life.

Thanks to book friends A, B, C, D 42, book friends crazy stray dogs for their rewards!