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"Your Excellency better think clearly!"

In his fright and anger, the dean still maintained the greatest restraint: "Killing an old man may not be a big deal. If you kill Hopeless Jiangcheng Taoist Academy, you are making an enemy of the entire Zhuang Kingdom! You are even an enemy of the Taoist sect!"

"Sounds very serious." Jiang Wang was very involved in the drama, his voice extremely ruthless: "So I advise you to reach an exchange with me as soon as possible, and don't let Zhang face such serious consequences."

"You!" the headmaster of Wangjiang City Daoist Academy said angrily, "You are shameless! You are also arrogant and ignorant! Do you think you can escape from doing such a crime? No matter how strong you are, you can escape Du Xiang's close proximity ?”

"No matter how close you are, how can you tell me where I am? My Zhang Linchuan is my home, please Du Ruhui go as close as possible."

Jiang Wang was unmoved at all: "There are five breaths left!"

The dean closed his eyes in pain, with a battle between heaven and man in his heart. On the one hand, it is a life-long painstaking effort, and on the other hand, it is all the disciples of the entire city daoyuan.

And Jiang Wang is still counting: "Three breaths!"

The dean gritted his teeth and was about to speak.

Just at this time, a voice sounded not far away: "Where is the master, come to my Wangjiang City Taoist Temple?"

This voice is stubborn, solid, like a rock, impressive.

Jiang Wang thought about it seriously, touched the anxious eyes of the dean opposite, and instantly understood.

It's Fu Baosong!

Fu Baosong, who was supposed to study in the County Dao Academy or even the National Dao Academy, was actually in the City Dao Academy at this time! And noticed the spread of the phantom flower.

That's more sure. The dean of Wangjiang City Taoist Academy may not choose other disciples in the City Taoist Academy, but Fu Baosong will definitely not ignore them. Because of his unique secret technique, he was only passed on to Fu Baosong, and he regarded it as his legacy.

This is a father-son relationship.

Jiang Wang intentionally revealed his breath, and Fu Baosong came rushing over there.

...

Three days ago, Fu Baosong opened the gate of heaven and earth, officially stepped into the Tenglong Realm, and can enter the National Dao Academy for further studies.

After he completed all the handovers, he immediately chose to look back at Jiangcheng to announce the good news.

He was brought up by his father alone. He was stubborn since he was a child, and his relationship with his uncles and brothers was handled badly when he grew up. After his father passed away a few years ago, he simply broke off contact.

The only thing he misses in the entire Wangjiang City is the dean of the City Dao Academy.

Since entering the outer gate of the monastery, the dean has always taken good care of him. After entering the inner sect, he taught him all the money and regarded him as the successor of the mantle.

To him, the old dean is both a teacher and a father.

When he returned to Wangjiang City, he naturally lived in the City Daoyuan.

I was doing evening class tonight, and suddenly felt something was wrong, and sensed the existence of Huanhua.

He stood up immediately, both as a deterrent and as a warning.

In his opinion, as one of the only soaring dragon-level monks in the entire Wangjiang City Daoist Academy at this time, it is his duty to face the troubles of the City Daoist Academy.

Then he found that the fluctuation of the strange breath came from the dean's quiet room, and he was even more anxious, so he flew over with Dao Yuan.

The place where he lived was not far from the dean's quiet room, and he flew there in a short while.

When he arrived at the door, he had already completed the formula and made a lot of preparations, and was about to kick the door and rush in... The door suddenly opened.

Fu Baosong subconsciously wanted to release the Taoism, but suddenly his hand tightened, and then the Taoism was scattered, and then the whole person was pulled into the quiet room by a strong force.

boom!

Close the door!

The whole process lasts less than two breaths.

It's just opening and closing the door.

Fu Baosong had already been dismissed by Dao Yuan, and was thrown next to the dean of Wangjiang City Dao Academy.

And Jiang Wang, who was wearing a mountain ghost mask, sat in front of them with an upright posture.

Fu Baosong himself was subdued without any resistance, and the first time he fell to the ground, he went to see the old dean: "Teacher, are you all right? How are you?"

The dean glanced at him silently, then turned to look at Jiang Wang, gritted his teeth and said, "Your Excellency is ruthless, I admire you!"

"Thank you." Jiang Wang had the self-consciousness of a villain, and said with a chuckle, "Then choose to continue?"

"What choice?" Fu Baosong asked on the ground.

"I played a game with your teacher, a game of killing people." Jiang Wang explained to him patiently: "I hope he can give me the rotten wood. Otherwise, every thirty breaths, I will kill a person , and kept killing until the entire city daoyuan was wiped out."

Fu Baosong was silent for a while, then got up and said, "I'll go get the pen and paper."

Jiang Wang knew that Fu Baosong would kill wood, so if he couldn't get it from the director of Wangjiang City Taoist Academy, he would go to Fu Baosong to try again. It's just that I saw this person's stinky temper at the Three Cities Discussion, and I didn't have much confidence, so I took him as a candidate.

At this time, he compromised so decisively, which surprised Jiang Wang a little.

For a moment, his eyes went back and forth between Fu Baosong and the director of Wangjiang City Taoist Academy.

The dean only said shyly: "Baosong's decision is my decision."

This is the dean's quiet room. Fu Baosong is naturally familiar with the layout, so he quickly found a pen and paper, and began to study ink seriously.

Jiang Wang couldn't help asking: "This is your teacher's unique secret technique, which has been devoted all his life. It has always been your trump card, and you handed it over so easily?"

Fu Baosong kept his hands steady and said while grinding the ink: "Human life is more important than Taoism."

Jiang Wang was silent.

Fu Baosong quickly finished the ink, took the brush, and began to record the rotten wood.

The room was silent for a while, the dean and Jiang Wang did not move, only the tip of the pen wandered on the paper.

"alright."

After Fu Baosong finished writing, he dried the ink, and handed the paper recording the Jue to Jiang Wang: "You can check it."

Jiang Wang simply read it once and knew it was right.

Kuchimu Jue is of course an ingenious Taoism, and it was an accidental flash of inspiration from the dean, but with Jiang Wang's strength more than a step above them, it is impossible for Fu Baosong to do anything in Taoism.

Jiang Wang put away the paper, thought about it, and finally said: "Actually, even if you don't give it to me, I won't kill anyone."

Fu Baosong didn't say he didn't believe it, nor did he say he believed it. He just said, "I can't bet on their lives."

Jiang Wang suddenly felt a little ashamed.

In this monk who was about to break through the Dragon Realm, he saw a kind of morality and perseverance, which is a true gentleman.

Jiang Wang stood up and looked at the dean: "My initial conditions are still valid."

As he said, he took out two booklets that he had prepared a long time ago from his arms, one recorded the sea of ​​flowers, and the other recorded the crown of thorns.

Gently put it on the chair you sat on just now: "You master and apprentice can learn."

The dean didn't say anything.

Only Fu Baosong said: "Your Excellency has achieved your goal, can you leave?"

Jiang Wang didn't think it was disobedient, and just said: "There are not many people like you. I hope you can live well and go further in the future."

The voice fell, and the figure disappeared.