Chapter 1529: One Sword, Ten Thousand Snow
Is Yi Tang strong?
The true biography of Renxinkan, the youngest physician of this pavilion in the current generation, is of course an undoubted powerhouse.
With his attainments in the five senses, it would be difficult to find a rival in the same situation.
But when Jiang Wang missed the first move, he took advantage of the situation and used a dazzling technique to end the battle neatly.
It's almost the result of crushing.
Those talented monks who have top-level inheritance and are personally taught by strong men, as soon as they enter the outer building, they will reach the top with their true inheritance, and then with their talent.
How many people in the world can resist those like Douzhao and Zhongxuan?
But Jiang Wang, who escaped from Maplewood City at the age of seventeen, had to start climbing from scratch.
For him, every step he takes is a new and unfamiliar world. He has killed Wailou before, including in the Inner Palace Realm, but he cannot say that he understands the Wailou Realm.
Chongxuanzun could say contemptuously on the river viewing platform, "It seems that the outer building is not difficult to understand."
he can not.
It is walking all the way, looking all the way, thinking all the way, and fighting all the way.
I replenished my accumulation in the Huaiguo Duke's Mansion, and enriched my experience in the mountains and seas, and in the city of Buhu.
I have seen the truth about the birth and death of the world, listened to secrets from nine hundred years ago, and experienced many complicated lives.
I stopped in the Wumandu Mountains to isolate myself from the world, and sat alone for nearly half a year before finally digesting all the gains from the outer building and heading towards the strongest position in this realm.
He is calm and peaceful.
The battle is over.
Yi Tang looked at Jiang Wang's retracted hand and felt dazed for a moment.
Did you lose just like that?
He didn't show all of himself, and he still had many secret methods from Renshinkan that he couldn't use...
Yes, lost like that.
For a battle, it doesn't matter how much you learn or what you learn, only what is reflected in the battle is important.
"I accept." Jiang Wang cupped his hands in time and said in a gentle voice without any aggression.
Yi Tang came to his senses and returned the greeting: "Jiang Qingyang is well-deserved. Yi lost, and he is convinced of his defeat."
Jiang Wangjie's hand was spread out, holding a crystal clear Yunmu bottle in his palm, with small fish of five colors swimming in it.
He handed over the Yunmu Bottle and said, "Thanks to Brother Yi, I have benefited a lot from this discussion. This is a small gift to express my feelings. Please don't refuse."
Yi Tang waved his hand and said: "I have already lost, how can I have the audacity to ask for your five-color fish again?"
Jiang Wang still raised his hand with a sincere expression: "This fish has a strange poison, which is rare in the world. It can only be effective in the hands of a master like Brother Yi. It has been vacant since I got it, which is really a waste of natural resources. To be honest, Brother Yi said "The purpose of this trip is to find a home for this fish, and the discussion is secondary."
"You are both a five-colored fish and a magic weapon, which makes me uneasy." Yi Tang looked at him and said, "I wonder if I can help you?"
"There's really something wrong!" Jiang Wang said with a smile.
Yi Tang felt a little relaxed, saying, "Sure enough," and said with a normal expression: "You might as well talk about it. I won't refuse anything that is within my ability."
The implication is...don't blame me for things that are beyond your power.
"I wonder if Brother Yi can help me write a letter of recommendation so that I can meet Cui Yigeng privately?" Jiang Wang said with a smile: "After all, the Diligent Academy is not like the benevolent hands and benevolent hearts of the Renxin Pavilion, which opens the door to convenience. It’s too easy to sneak in.”
Qinku Academy is the first of the four major academies in the world, and Cui Yi is the first in the outer building of Qinku Academy.
His status in Qinku Academy is similar to Yi Tang's status in Renxin Pavilion. The two great sects in the world are not far apart. In Jiang Wang's opinion, there is no way that these two people can have some intersection.
Yi Tang asked in surprise: "You're also going to challenge?"
Jiang Wang only said: "It's just that I have been cultivating for a long time and finally got through. I want to contact the mountains outside the mountains and have some verification."
"Brother Jiang, you are the mountain beyond the mountain." Yi Tang shook his head and sighed, then said with a smile: "I should write this letter. There are people outside the world who understand this. I, Yi Tang, cannot be the only one to know this!"
Obviously, in his opinion, Cui Yigeng from Qinjin Academy would not be Jiang Wang's opponent.
Jiang Wang smiled and said, "Brother Yi, if you don't mind the trouble, why not write more letters."
Yi Tang raised his eyes: "Where else are you going, Brother Jiang?"
Jiang Wangdao: "Walking along the way, we will see Qinku Academy, Qingya Academy, Dongwang Valley, Xuankong Temple, and Sanxing Palace."
Yi Tang was suddenly moved: "It seems that Brother Jiang is going to test the world with his sword, and he will definitely prove to be the first!"
Jiang Wangdao: "My fiefdom is in Qingyang Town, this is just a way home."
Yi Tang smiled and said: "Then this road is a bit detoured."
Jiang Wang's eyes were calm: "If you can see the world's scenery, you should take a detour."
"Everything else is fine. It's just that if you go to Dongwang Valley, Brother Jiang had better not use my letter of recommendation..." Yi Tang extended his hand and said, "Please come into the study and sit down for a while."
It seems that these two holy places of medicine have deep grudges...
Jiang Wang thought about it and said, "It doesn't matter. If it can arouse some anger, it would be more realistic to have a discussion."
In fact, to arouse the anger of the monks in Dongwang Valley, he didn't need Yi Tang's letter. Based on Dongwang Valley's support for Shen, his appearance in Dongwang Valley was a provocation in itself. Let’s talk about the time when he killed Mo Zichu, a monk from the East King Valley with a sword... It would have exploded.
But it didn't affect his kindness to Yi Tang.
Yi Tang just smiled.
When he arrived at the study, he wrote several letters with similar contents, stamped his personal name, and handed them to Jiang Wang.
Jiang Wang thanked him again and again, without staying much. He put on his bamboo hat and left.
The study was quiet for a long time, until the disciple named Hao Zhen from the Renxin Hall opened the door and came in.
"Senior Brother Yi, who was that person just now?"
"An acquaintance." Yi Tang said, "What?"
"No, nothing." Hao Zhen scratched his head: "I'm just curious."
Yi Tang, who was sitting at his desk looking through medical records, stopped and took a deep look at him: "Curiosity is not a bad thing, but if you can't control yourself, it will be very troublesome."
"Senior brother taught you the lesson." Hao Zhen lowered his head and said.
Yi Tang raised his head and pointed at the Yunmu bottle standing on the corner of the table: "Take it."
"Ah, senior brother, give it to me?" Hao Zhen was a little surprised.
Yi Tang's expression was very dull: "Don't you like it? Take it."
"Thank you, senior brother!"
Hao Zhen held the Yunmu Zun in his arms with a smile on his face, and carefully looked at the five-colored fish swimming in it.
"But there is a condition." Yi Tang said: "I gave this five-color fish in the hope that it can be put to good use. You have to extract the toxin as soon as possible to see how to crack it and whether it can be used as medicine."
"okay!"
Hao Zhen answered casually, hugged Yunmu Zun and walked out lovingly.
"That's right." Yi Tang's voice said from behind: "Let Xuan Hulang work more these days. Jing Mu is fighting, and the world is bound to be in trouble. What is the situation in the Snow Country, we must find out the truth as soon as possible. What is our understanding of the desert? The research has reached a critical juncture, and materials are indispensable at this time..."
He emphasized: "Xue Sui is very important."
"Okay!" Hao Zhen said.
To be treated like this by Yi Tang, he was certainly not like Jiang Wangsu, who was just a guy who was used to deceiving others.
Renxinkan has a tradition of medical practitioners traveling around the world, carrying only a bamboo stick and a gourd with them to save lives and heal the wounded, and does not charge the poor for consultation fees.
Within the Renxin Pavilion, they also have the responsibility of collecting intelligence from all over the world. Including all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases, all kinds of incredible and strange things, as well as the movements of major forces...
The best of them all.
He is called "Xuan Hu Lang".
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The four major academies in the world each have their own unique features.
Qinku Academy is founded on hard work and ranks first.
We advocate the learning spirit of "hanging the head from the beam, and stabbing the buttocks with the cone", and take "reading thousands of books" as the basis for academic research.
Cui Yigeng is the representative of this spirit of hard study.
When other children were still running around naked, he practiced swordplay every day until midnight.
The gentleman praised it and changed his name to Yi.
Now in the entire Qinku Academy, God comes, and he is the leader.
He heard that someone was visiting, but he didn't want to see him. There is no limit to the sea of learning and endless paths, and wasting time is killing life. But Ren Xin Guan Yi Tang's letter was not something he should take lightly.
Then he met the visitor at the place where he practiced his sword.
The date was ordinary, not an auspicious day, nothing important happened, no different from the days that had passed.
But as soon as this strange visitor arrived, Cui Yigeng heard the sound of the sword in his sheath.
So he moved his eyes away from the green bamboo in front of him and looked at the visitor who was recommended by Yi Tang personally and wore a hat and a raincoat.
The place where he practiced his sword was a bamboo forest.
He was the only one in this bamboo forest.
He started moving to this place to practice swordsmanship ten years ago.
Only deal with one bamboo at a time, and only practice one sword at a time.
In ten years, more than three thousand days and nearly four thousand days, he wielded his sword on almost every bamboo here.
But I practiced swordplay for ten years.
There is not a single sword mark in the entire bamboo forest.
Not a single bamboo leaf has fallen in ten years because of the sword energy.
This is a quiet bamboo forest.
Cui Yigeng's voice was dull and solid.
"Jiange?" he asked.
His words were extremely concise, and he was clearly someone who didn't want to waste time.
So Jiang Wang took off his bamboo hat and said, "Jiang Wang."
Cui Yigeng stands in the bamboo forest, as if he is also a bamboo, and he is in harmony with everything here.
He is neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin. There is nothing eye-catching about him in appearance, and there is absolutely nothing that makes people think he is weird.
The whole person looks very ordinary and simple.
Even his sword, a sword with a bamboo sheath and a wood handle, was extremely simple and neat, without any unnecessary marks.
His expression at the moment was very normal, as if he was not bothered by the name Jiang Wang at all.
What kind of leader of the Yellow River, what kind of genius of the Qi Dynasty.
It doesn't matter at all in his world.
Only this one person, one sword, a lifetime.
"What's the matter?" he asked.
Jiang Wang held up his hands as a courtesy, and said succinctly as if not wasting the other person's time: "Ask the Sword."
Cui Yi seemed to have omitted the thought process and only said: "Yes."
Jiang Wang held the scabbard in his left hand and held Sauvignon Blanc in front of him to show Cui Yigeng that he was ready for battle.
Just like Cui Yigeng, he also felt the trembling of Sauvignon Blanc.
This is a dialogue between famous swords and famous swords.
He is the most advanced person in the world and wants to compete with him!
Cui Yigeng then took a step back.
His toes were facing Jiang Wang.
So in the entire green bamboo forest, all the bamboo leaves stood up, and all the bamboo leaves turned instantly - all the bamboo leaves, all the leaf tips pointed towards Jiang Wang.
Every bamboo leaf is like a sword.
So what was facing Jiang Wang at this moment... were millions of swords!
At this moment, Cui Yigeng's sword was still in the sheath, but his sword had already been thrust out!
The momentum comes before the sword, and the intention comes before the momentum.
Clang!
Jiang Wang drew his sword without hesitation.
Fight the sword with the sword.
When he drew his sword, the stars in the sky suddenly appeared.
The star road connected to the distant sky, and the rolling starlight was like a waterfall.
This is an unimaginable and huge amount of star power!
At this moment, he slashed with a sword, which was the posture of the famous scholar's sword.
But this sword was pulled out and slashed out, which was a roaring and sharp sword energy, which turned into tens of millions of snow-colored sword threads!
Sword energy into threads!
The sword technique that Zhang Xun of Dan State once demonstrated in the city of no redemption.
Jiang Wang practiced in seclusion for half a year, and he had not stopped discussing swords with Ning Jianke, and finally reproduced this sword technique.
Zhang Xun's sword energy into threads is an extremely brilliant sword technique achieved with the spiritual control of the divine cultivator as the core and the supreme sword pill as the source.
The sword energy that Jiang Wang reproduced at this time was made of silk, but it was based on the Star Dome Holy Building as the source, and the Star Road as the power transmission channel. A huge amount of star power was injected into the sword energy, greatly reducing the difficulty of control, and then the huge soul power was used to complete the last step.
At this moment, the sword of thousands of snow was many against many, and the edge cut the edge.
Thousands of sword threads, facing the bamboo leaves in the forest.
One night of spring breeze, another night of snow.
That extreme sharp opposition seemed to have cut the space into pieces.
The air that passed through the nose brought a cold and stinging sense of cutting.
The swordsmanship has reached the level of the gods!
Cui Yigen retreated.
His sword was not unsheathed, and his sword intent was still surging. He retreated first.
He did not seem to be in a hurry to retreat, and took a step back very steadily and calmly.
His boots stepped on the fallen leaves, as if he was very careful not to make any sound, with a soft and progressive process. He did not disturb the forest, nor did he disturb the confrontation between the bamboo leaves and the sword threads.
He just took this step back.
He suddenly felt empty.
He was still standing there, clearly in sight.
But he seemed to have left.
Far away from this world.
Somehow, the thousands of sword threads that Jiang Wang cut out seemed to have lost their target in an instant.
They had lost the lock of the Qi!
With such dense sword threads, it was impossible for Jiang Wang to control the direction of each sword thread while condensing them into sword threads. No matter how strong his soul power was, he could not condense his spiritual consciousness after all. So he locked the Qi and gave the thousands of sword threads a common goal when he drew his sword.
In this way, one sword brought thousands of snow.
But now, the "target" was gone.
This sword that roared through the bamboo sea was equivalent to cutting into nothing.
Cui Yigeng obviously had his own unique understanding of Qi, and he also had a very high level of understanding of swordsmanship, which was close to the limit of this realm.
And he also has a very unique magical power.
Only then can he achieve such a wonderful move.
And he looked at Jiang Wang, his hand holding the hilt of his sword.
He began to draw his sword.