Your Excellency had better think clearly!"

In the midst of his anger, the dean still maintained the greatest restraint: "Killing an old decay is nothing." If you kill the Desperate Jiangcheng Dao Academy, you will be an enemy of the entire Zhuang Kingdom!

"Sounds serious. Jiang Wang was very into the play, and his voice was 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!" said angrily to the dean of the Wangjiang City Daoist Academy: "Shameless! Arrogant and ignorant! Do you think you can escape from such a great sin? No matter how strong you are, you can still escape from Du Xiang's close distance?"

"No matter how strong the end of the world is, can I still not know where my position is? I Zhang Linchuan is my home all over the world, please Du Ruhui go to the end of the world at hand. ”

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

The dean closed his eyes in pain, and heaven and man were at war in his heart. On the one hand, it is a lifelong effort, and on the other hand, it is all the disciples of the entire City Dao Academy.

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

The dean gritted his teeth and was about to speak.

At this moment, a voice sounded not far away: "Who is the master, come to my Wangjiang City Daoist Academy?"

The voice is stubborn, sturdy, like a stubborn stone, and 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 at the County Road Academy or even the National Road Academy, was actually in the City Road Academy at this time!

Then it's more certain. The dean of the Wangjiang City Dao Academy may not choose other disciples in the City Dao Academy, but Fu Baosong will definitely not ignore it. Because of his unique secret technique, it was only passed on to Fu Baosong, as if he regarded it as a mantle.

It's like a father-son relationship.

Jiang Wang deliberately exposed his breath, and Fu Baosong over there really rushed over.

......

Three days ago, Fu Baosong opened the gate of heaven and earth, officially stepped into the Tenglong realm, and was already able to enter the National Taoist Academy for further study.

After he completed all the handovers, he chose to look back at Jiangcheng as soon as possible.

He was raised by his father alone, and he was stubborn since he was a child, and when he grew up, he handled the relationship with his uncle and brother very badly, and after his father died a few years ago, he simply broke off contact.

The only thing he missed in the entire Wangjiang City was the dean of the City Dao Academy.

Since he entered the outer gate of the Taoist Academy, the dean has always taken good care of him. After entering the inner door, he taught him even more, and regarded him as the heir to the mantle.

For him, the old dean is also a master and a father.

When I returned to Wangjiang City, I naturally lived in the city courtyard.

I was doing my evening class tonight, and suddenly I felt that something was wrong, and I sensed the existence of the phantom flower.

He stood up as soon as possible, both as a deterrent and as a warning.

In his opinion, as one of the only two Tenglong Realm monks in the entire Wangjiang City Dao Courtyard at this time, he was duty-bound to face the troubles of the City Dao Academy.

Then he found that the fluctuation of the unfamiliar aura came from the dean's quiet room, and he was even more anxious, and he flew over with his feet.

He lived not far from the rector's ashram, and he flew there in a moment.

When the person came to the door, he had already completed the pinching trick, made a lot of preparations, and was about to kick the door and rush in...... The door slammed open.

Fu Baosong subconsciously wanted to release the Dao technique, but his hand suddenly tightened, and then the Dao Yuan was shaken apart, and then the whole person was pulled into the quiet room by a strong force.

Bang!

The door is closed!

The whole process lasts less than two breaths.

It's just that the door opens and closes.

Fu Baosong had already broken up Dao Yuan and threw it next to the head of the Wangjiang City Dao Academy.

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

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

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

"Prizes. Jiang Wang was very conscious of the wicked, and chuckled: "Then choose to continue?"

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

"I played a game with your teacher, a game of killing. Jiang Wangji patiently explained to him: "I hope he can give me the rotten wood." Otherwise, every thirty breaths, I will kill one person until there are no chickens and dogs left in the entire city courtyard. ”

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

Jiang Wang knew that Fu Baosong would be able to rot wood, and he planned to try Fu Baosong again if he couldn't get it from the dean of Wangjiang City Daoist Academy. It's just that I had seen this person's stinky and hard temper on the Three Cities Treatise at the beginning, and I wasn't very sure, so I took him as an alternative.

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

For a while, his eyes went back and forth between Fu Baosong and the dean of Wangjiang City Daoyuan.

The dean only said astringently: "Bao Song's decision is my decision." ”

This is the dean's quiet room, Fu Baosong is naturally familiar with the layout, and soon found paper and pencils, and began to study ink seriously.

Jiang Wang couldn't help but ask, "This is your teacher's unique secret technique, a lifelong effort." It's always been your killer weapon, and you handed it over so easily?"

Fu Baosong's hand was very steady, and he said while grinding ink: "Human life is more important than Taoism. ”

Jiang Wang was silent.

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

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

"Alright. ”

Fu Baosong finished writing, blew dry the ink, and handed the paper with the rotten wood decision to Jiang Wang: "You can check it." ”

Jiang Wang simply read it once and knew it correctly.

Of course, the rotten wood decision is an ingenious Dao technique, and it is an accidental flash of inspiration from the dean, but with Jiang Wang's strength more than one step higher than them, it is impossible for Fu Baosong to do anything in the Dao technique.

Jiang Wang put away the piece of paper, thought about it, and finally said, "Actually, even if you don't give it to me." I'm not going to kill anyone. ”

Fu Baosong didn't say he didn't believe it, and he didn't say he believed it. He said, "I can't gamble with their lives." ”

Jiang Wang suddenly felt a little ashamed.

In this monk who can break through the Tenglong Realm, he sees a kind of morality and perseverance, this is the real gentleman.

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

As he spoke, he took out from his bosom two pamphlets that had been prepared long ago, one with a sea of flowers and the other with a crown of thorns.

Gently put it on the chair he had just sat on: "You masters and apprentices can all learn." ”

The dean didn't say anything.

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

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

The voice fell, and the figure was lost.

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