ut only a little. The level of importance was roughly this: when the opportunity arose, he wouldn't mind eliminating him. He wouldn't be treated like an ant on the roadside and ignored.He didn't even...Xie Junmeng is a dominant, self-centered, stubborn, and even somewhat deranged person.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have readily taken Jiang Wang for a test subject without a second thought, using an utter stranger to examine Yi Tang's medical skills at the Renxin Guan.

He didn't have any concepts of good and evil, only his own desires.

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Yi Tang dared to write this letter, this man wearing a straw hat dared to bring Yi Tang's letter to bother him, he would give him a lesson, that's all.

As for whether Yi Tang could detoxify in time, and whether this person could survive, those are all irrelevant matters.

In the course of the fight, he was completely driven by murderous intent and truly went for the kill against this stranger. At the same time, he also had the awareness that he might be killed.

If he were to die, he would admit it.

But this young man hidden within the rain hat and raincoat said, "Let others off easy when you can."

At this very moment, his feelings are beyond expression.

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His pale face, for the first time, showed a look of uncertainty.

While Jiang Wang just marched forward with his sword, never once looking back.

He came all this way, only to test his sword, only to verify his path.

It was he himself who insisted on using Yi Tang's recommendation letter as a stepping stone. He also intentionally provoked Xie Jun Meng's anger.

Although Xie Junmeng's strength and ruthlessness were beyond expectations, it did maximize the effect of this sparring session. For him, the purpose has been achieved, other things are not that important.

He spent half a year meditating in the Wuyu Mountains, allowing himself to reflect on the past.

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From Renxin Guan to Qinkù Shuyuan, to Qingya Shuyuan and then to Dongwanggu, his state of mind also gradually changed.

He finally understood why Feng Qi had tried swords against the world back then, and truly understood the path of being invincible on the road ahead.

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It goes without saying that Dong Wanggu is the reason why Mencius did not kill Xie Jun.

But even if he were not now in Dongwang Valley and had no other form of intimidation, he would not kill Xie Junmeng.

It was his own initiative to come and spar with me.

Toward Phoenix Qi's sword testing back then, many must have tried to kill him, and he must have encountered many life-or-death crises.

But he walked step by step down, finally killing out a hole truly invincible.

When you're able to spare someone, do so. The emphasis isn't on tolerance, but on composure!

Only those who truly control the outcome and the situation can say when to fight, when to stop, and to what extent to fight.

Jiang Wang showed Xie Junmeng a gulf that was impossible to bridge.

So he was utterly dejected!

At that moment, a sound rang out from the heavens —

Who dares to be so arrogant in my Dongwang Valley!

From that high heaven above, a silver needle suddenly fell.

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Before this needle even came into view, Jiang Wang already felt the desperation of being at the end of his rope!

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Desperately cornered.

Beyond saving.

Similarly, it is the same twelve needles of Dongwang, the same needle with all one's might, but this needle truly sets down the way, setting down the end of death—Jiang Wang absolutely cannot withstand it!

But he didn't answer at all.

As soon as he tugged off his hat, the mask came off too.

instead jumped up, leaping in the air, and with such boldness and openness he loudly proclaimed: “I am Jiang Wang, the Green Sheep Scholar of the Great Qi!”

He even removed his hand from the hilt of his sword, spreading his arms wide as if embracing the falling needle from the heavens. It was a display of fearless boldness!

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He only asked, "I am inspecting the eastern territories with a green card. What do you think"

I'm right here.

I offer no resistance.

I do nothing.

> Dare you harm a single hair on my head

Regardless of the person's motive, whether to help Xie Junmeng erase his shadow or simply protect him.

With Jiang Wang's identity revealed, who in Dongwang Valley would dare to kill him

You have to know this is in the Eastern Region!

The Zhuhe Alliance has been in effect for many years, allowing the Qí state's elite hunters to roam freely in the Eastern territories!

Although Dongwanggu is also a major force in the world, it ultimately lacks the backing of factions like Daomen and Sannxinggong.

What about the former Ku Rong Temple It was even said to be the third holiest site in Buddhism.

Even the emperor was not overthrown single-handedly, was he

The silver needle that suddenly appeared in the sky vanished just as quickly. The terrifying needle seemed to have never existed at all. The suffocatingly powerful aura dissipated without a trace. Only ripples remained, churning the clouds on the horizon.

What fell upon Jiang Wang were only the warm sunlight and gentle breezes.

There was an indescribable awkwardness hanging over Dongwanggu at this time.

Especially that strongman who made the move. It was him who made the move, and it was also him who couldn't continue. He acted extremely arrogantly, but he couldn't even exert any deterrence, and even had to desperately gather his own attack so that the aftereffects wouldn't touch Jiang Wang even slightly.

In such a defenseless situation, Jiang Wang was truly wounded by a mere touch and killed by an impact. If he died, it would be Dong Wanggu's responsibility!

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Even if he stood proudly in the air, boasting and challenging without a response, it would inevitably detract from Dongwanggu's majesty.

At this moment, a raspy voice rang out—

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"Young friend Jiang, why are you free today to visit my Dongwang Valley for a stroll"

An elderly man, speaking softly, approached from afar and stepped into view.

He walked over with a kind smile on his face and stopped in front of Jiang Wang.

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Although Dongwanggu secretly supported the state of Shen, causing some friction with Qi, it was all a move to ensure its own independence.

On the surface, there was no direct confrontation with Guo.

Furthermore.

Like the Lou of fishing in the sea, almost openly competed with Qi for interests near the sea, when forming the Zhenhai Alliance, couldn't it also get rid of Qi

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In the eastern realm, no one can ignore the state of Qi!

Therefore, attitudes towards the Qi state within Dong Wang Gu were also divided. Under the common premise of maintaining the sect's independence and tradition, there were both hostile factions and friendly factions.

For example, when Hua Ying Gongzhu was on Tianya Tai, she specially invited the medical cultivator from Dong Wang Gu - who is the old man named Su in front of us - to help Jiang Wang save Zhu Bi Qiong.

Xie Junmeng gave Jiang Wang a lesson on the soul level with the Dazzling Dream Needle, while this elderly man surnamed Su exchanged the Dazzling Dream Needle for Zhu Biqiong's brief return of light, leaving behind a "last word." This led to his subsequent burial in the Heavenly Mansion Secret Realm, allowing him to unexpectedly return.

Jiang Wang couldn't help but think about this affection.

So he leaped down, chuckling softly. "I'm just here to spar with Brother Xie and Master Meng, nothing more... If I had known Senior Su was in the valley, I would have come for a cup of tea!"

"Hahaha." The head of Dongwanggu, Su Chuang, laughed. "It's still time to go for a drink now."

"Then, I'll trouble you."

Su Juan extended his hand and beckoned: "Come this way!"

They chatted and laughed, then walked away.

As if everything that came before never happened.

Xie Jumen stood silently, watching their backs. He turned and walked alone back into the cellar.

"That sword...I should have recognized it." he thought.

That emerald robe, in the pitch-black cellar, seemed to flicker and glow faintly.

Although the person involved remained silent, discussions about Jiang Wang in Dongwanggu continued unabated.

In a certain herb garden, several disciples who were picking herbs were still indignant.

“Hey! That surnamed Jiang is really arrogant. He was just questioning who If any of us real people made a move and secretly poisoned him, there would be no evidence, what could the state of Qi do”

“That’s right! Our sect elders aren't willing to hold a grudge against a junior like him. Do you really think that a worthless plaque can get you off scot-free”

"If Senior Brother Ji Xiu were still here, there would be no need for the True Person to intervene! His Nine Deaths Venom alone would be enough for that surname Jiang to drink a pot!"

"Senior Brother Ji Xiu... Sigh. I still remember him telling me before, his purpose for coming to Dongwang Valley was to help others keep the smiles of their loved ones, to reduce regrets in the world..."

A moment of silence fell in the medicine garden.

Some people who ended their stories early were once stars that others looked up to.

The cruelty of the story lies in this.

But the crueler part is that some talented cultivators from small countries and towns died too young. Their names were never mentioned again, like Mo Zichu from Jiacheng in Yangguo.

Many people can have stories, but not everyone can survive.

Speaking of Senior Brother Ji Xiu, wasn't Junior Sister Jiang Wang also part of the expedition that ventured into the Heavenly Treasury Secret Realm when he fell

"I guess so, I don't remember clearly. Should ask the senior brother who handles intelligence."

“If Senior Brother Ji Xiù were still here, this wouldn't have happened...”

“Shh! If someone hears you, they’ll think you’re questioning Senior Brother Xie!”

"Shaohua, why aren't you speaking" someone else asked.

Once upon a time, Jiang Shaohua stood on the Guanhe Platform and was defeated by Yongguo Beigong Ke. Now, he is humbly in the depths of the medicine garden, using a hoe to slowly turn the soil. He just shrugged: "You're right."

Of course, Jiang Wang didn't drink tea with Su Chuyan for too long. He just said a few polite words and then bid farewell.

After leaving Dongwang Valley, Jiang Wang was very close to the state of Qi, but he didn't go back directly.

...and along the way, they passed through Rong Kingdom, Zheng Kingdom, and crossed Xingyue Plain...until they arrived at Hanging Sky Temple.

In order to complete the spar safely and soundly, he still wore a hat, a veil, and a rain cloak.

He had been to the gate of Hanging Temple many times and was very familiar with it.

He easily found the accommodating monk and, as he reached for Yi Tang's letter of introduction, a familiar voice suddenly rang in his ear—"Junior Brother!"

Jiang Wang intentionally controlled his voice, forcing himself to continue speaking to the welcoming monk: "This is a letter of introduction from Dr. Yi Tang, the head physician at Renxin Guan Ben Ge. My family name is [insert surname], and I am a recluse like a wild crane, come here to meet your esteemed sect..."

One arm had already clamped onto his shoulder, pulling him back.

Jingli, with his clean-shaven head, waddled over: "Hahahaha, Jing Shen, junior brother, come look at me!"

"Why are you still wearing a mask" he said, reaching out and pulling the mask off Jiang Wang's face. He also took Jiang Wang's hat and put it on his own bald head.

A happy smile spread across her face.

The guest monk looked at the two of them in confusion, not understanding what was going on. How could a disciple personally recognized by Master Jingli appear like this Why would he need a letter of recommendation from cultivators of Renxin Pavilion to return to Xuankong Temple

Jiang Wang quickly covered his face with one hand, hiding his eyes in the gap between his fingers, and his voice came out from between his teeth: "I'm here today because I have something to do, don't make a fuss."

Jingli monk's expression instantly turned serious.

He turned to the attendant monk and said, "You go about your business. I'll take care of this. Remember, this person is unimportant. Just forget about him."

The attendant monk walked to the side, understanding only half of what was said.

Master Ching-li's Zen koans are so profound!

Should I remember... or should I forget

Here, Jingli Monk leaned into Jiang Wang's ear and whispered, "The riffraff has all gone. What are you going to do, junior brother"

In broad daylight, you're whispering in my ear like this Too sneaky!

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Are you implying I'm on a secret mission, and you just exposed me

"How come I always seem to bump into you" Jiang Wang stepped back, speechless.

Jing Li, wearing that straw hat, grinned and said, "This is what's called fate."

He nodded vigorously as if trying to convince himself, "Fate!"

Jiang Wang sighed and said, "If you tell me the truth, I won't blame you."

"Well," Jing Li did indeed have no talent for lying, and hung his head dejectedly. "The master found out you were back and specifically asked me to stop you."

Hearing the word "master" come out of Jingli's mouth, Jiang Wang instinctively wanted to run for his life.

But it finally stopped.

“It's not a return, it's a visit.” he corrected.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Jingli nodded excitedly: "Sanzhao Mountain is our home."

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Jiang Wang decided to skip that topic.

"Actually, I'm here this time..." he whispered to Jingli, "to challenge the first person in the outer courtyard of your Xuankong Temple. I think his name is Jinghai Can you help me trick him...into coming out"

Jing Li looked left and right furtively, and whispered, "You also think he's annoying I've beaten him up several times. You wait, I'll lure him over."

Jiang Wang didn't quite understand why Jing Li used the word "set," but he quickly stopped him.

"I'm here to spar, to test my skills. You understand I want to fight him, not to hurt him."

Jìnglǐ blinked her eyes: "If you don't fight him, what are you going to do with him"

Jiang Wang's wisdom, gained from years of reading history, was insufficient to support his expression at this moment.

He didn't know how to explain to Jingli for a moment.

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But no need to explain...

Because a strange sound suddenly rang in his ears!

"Tsk! What do you think you're doing Whispering around like that, as if it were some top secret mission! Just a friendly sparring session! This is nothing! Come to me, your master!"

Jiang Wanghao had not stepped out of the Qingyun cloud, controlling himself to turn his head. Sure enough, he saw Ku Jue's withered and yellow face.

His robes seemed a bit too large, hanging loosely on his frame. Lines etched upon his face gave him an air of weariness and travel-stained fatigue.

It seems like I've never really settled down.

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It seems like I've been wandering around forever.

Even if you know that behind him stands the entire Buddhist world, the Eastern Holy Land of Buddhism, Hanging Temple in the Sky.

Having eavesdropped on the two disciples' conversation, he made his grand entrance (in his own mind), like a savior.

“Is it still necessary to find someone to write a letter”

He picked up the letter of recommendation from Jiang Wang's hand with a pretentious and disdainful air, glancing at it arrogantly: "Just some unknown nobody. Who has the face to compare to mine, the next Abbot of Xuankong Temple"

"Master..." Jing Li cautiously reminded, "Bitter Sickness Uncle last time said that you'd best not appear before him. Otherwise, he'll kill you..."

“Haha! Haha!” Ku Jue looked at Jing Li, then at Jiang Wang, let out two hearty laughs, and then said: “Look, does he dare”

Then, with a wave of his hand, he turned around with a confident and proud air: "Let's go! Your master has made all the arrangements!"ast iron black pillars he had erected, silent. For a moment, he seemed to reveal a few signs of aging.Although God descends into the world until death, there is no possibility of aging.Here is the tra...