Chapter 112: Perfecting the Minor Circulation of the Three H

ons, understand the situation here, and give me a few pieces of mi-crystal. We can make a deal out of it!">"Spirit Crystal" Jiang Wang hadn't had time to learn much about the Mystical Realm and didn't...The ranking of the Pulse Meridian Realm, ninety-seventh.

This is Jiang Wang's final result in the Youmai Realm Matching Battle of the Taixu Fantasy Realm. He surged into the top 100.

In the last few battles, he won by a hair's breadth after being badly wounded. If he had to do it all over again, he wasn't sure if he could succeed.

Jiang Wang understood, this was the limit of his current abilities.

This information is also followed by a line of small print: Top 100~50, reward 10 points for every day you maintain your ranking.

But since he has nothing to do with Jiang Wang anymore, he decided to attack the Zhoutian Realm today.

Although he still has potential in the realm of Dao Pulse, such as utilizing the Dao Platform and his remaining 2800 points of merit to deduce stronger Dao Techniques attainable at this stage. For example, waiting for the Great Completion of Four Spirits Tempering Body.

But these are merely branches compared to the cultivation itself.

Zhen Wudi is proficient in many types of Taoist techniques. It's not that he has inexhaustible energy, nor is it that he is stuck in the Yu脈 realm and unable to advance. Instead, he truly possesses extraordinary talent. Most Taoist techniques are learned instantly and mastered quickly, requiring him to expend very little effort.

However, even such a genius was constantly refining his own small Zhoutian (a concept from Chinese cosmology) and contemplating how to build the most suitable small Sancai (another concept from Chinese cosmology). This was learned during their casual conversations.

But for Jiang Wang, his small Zhou Tian was a natural progression.

Just like a blooming firework, the seeds sprout and blossom, naturally.

He increasingly felt the greatness of life.

Jiang Wang sat cross-legged, his mind immersed in the Heavenly Palace.

In the Illusory Realm, he engaged in frenzied battles to test his limits before breaking through. When the small Zhoutian cycle reached its natural completion, he chose to follow the flow and did not strive for invincibility in the Youmai realm.

The two stellar riverways constructed by Jiang Wang are respectively the Sun Spiral and the Moon Spiral.

Now, the third Dao cycle naturally returns to stars, returning to the universe of the Milky Way.

The first cycle is the sun, revolving in the heavenly array of stars. It begins with the rising of the sun star. When the sun rises, the world becomes bright.

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The second Tao spin is the Moon, and the Taiain star is almost connected to everything about it. Only the bright moon can illuminate one's true heart.

The third daoxuan is the star. The sun and moon are both in the galaxy.

The sun, moon, stars, and galaxy are celestial bodies that stretch across the heavens and represent the boundless universe.

When the last Dao Yuan was embedded, the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Formation Diagram shone once again, and Xing Xuan was complete.

The vaulted ceiling of the Heavenly Palace rotates with the three celestial bodies, Sun, Moon, and Stars, creating a breathtakingly beautiful sight.

Thus, the small Zhoutian was complete.

The sun, moon, and stars shine brightly, illuminating the Heavenly Palace.

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

It is not merely a matter of spatial significance.

He can now inscribe a well-rehearsed Dao technique onto the dome, solidifying his first instant-cast Dao technique.

This kind of sorcery, naturally, could only be fireworks.

In the fourteenth year of Emperor Yongtai's reign, on the twenty-fourth day of the eleventh month. Jiang Wang established his third Dao Wheel. Completing the cycle of Xia Zhou Tian. He officially entered the Zhou Tian Realm.

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Instantaneous inscription technique, fireworks.

From the opening of his meridians to laying the foundation, he spent a whole four months. But from the Meridian Travel Realm to the Zhou Tian Realm, he only took two months. This was in response to the choices he made before laying the foundation.

Today's fruit, is yesterday's due.

The door of the ward creaked open.

Wang Changji sighed helplessly: "How did you come back again Is the practice at the county government so easy"

As he spoke, he turned his head from the reclining chair, just in time to see the old man walk into the courtyard.

All of his expressions were withdrawn, his lips pressed together.

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

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The elderly person is in good spirits and walks with a steady and powerful gait.

He snorted from his nostrils: "Well, well. Even your own father doesn't deserve a greeting"

"Father," Wang Changji said in a very bland tone.

This attitude made the old man even more displeased, so he hummed again: “Spending all day playing with stray cats and reading leisurely books, not doing any proper work!”

Even Wang Changji did not bother to defend Xiaocheng, saying it was not a stray cat. He just stroked its fat head silently.

The old man hobbled a few steps with his hands on his back and then instructed, "Recently, the accounting office has been short of a manager. You've read some books after all, why not go over there and gain some experience."

“No.”

"Why not go" The old man frowned: "You, Wang Changji, are more noble than others, shouldn't you be involved in mundane affairs"

"The son is naturally cold and indifferent, incapable of doing anything well, nor does he have the heart to do anything. Father, please return."

"Who are you chasing away Everything you eat, wear, and use, isn't it all mine"

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“I’m moving.” Wang Changji got up from the lounge chair, holding an orange cat and walked outside.

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He just didn't want to tidy anything up, nor did he want to take anything with him.

“Stop right there!” the old man bellowed, his face contorted with fury. He pointed a finger at the young man’s forehead and snarled, “Are you trying to drive me to my grave!”

Wang Changji took a small step back, allowing the old man's finger to leave his forehead. He said softly, "I don't understand. I just read books every day, play with cats. Grow some vegetables, cook some meals. Who am I bothering What makes you so angry"

"You are my son, Wang Lianshan's son, you can't just be a useless good-for-nothing!"

“Trash Ha, trash...” Wang Changji lowered his head and scratched the fat cat in his arms: “Look at you, you piece of trash.”

Actually, the father and son are quite similar in features. Ignoring their conversation content, simply focusing on this scene of them alone in the courtyard, it's unexpectedly harmonious. However, compared to the anger in Wang Lianshan's eyes, Wang Changji's gaze is too calm.

Wang Lianshan controlled his temper and said stiffly, "Your younger brother is very gifted and has the potential to become a cultivator. Since you can't cultivate, take on the mundane responsibilities. I am getting older..."

Wang Changji interrupted his rare tenderness: "Don't. You are a cultivator of the Zhoutian realm. Unless something unexpected happens, I die before you."

Wang Lianshan was used to being the only one in command within his clan. The only time in his life he was ever questioned or criticized was when he poured a lot of resources into his eldest son, only to end up with an utter failure.

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Fortunately, the youngest son, Wang Changxiang, grew up quickly. Now his authority is unshakeable.

At this point, I could no longer contain my anger and shouted, "Do you want me to be more explicit What good are you in your current state of uselessness besides worrying your younger brother He comes to see you every few days. Do you know how fierce the competition is at the county court"

“I said, why are you suddenly interested in me…” Wang Changji actually smiled slightly: “So that’s how it is!”

“Otherwise, who would bother with you You can do whatever you want as trash, but if you disrupt Chang Xiang’s practice, I will break your legs!”

“You are not allowed to speak about my brother like that!”

That is Wang Changxiang's voice.

At that time, he stood outside the courtyard gate, covered in dust and grime. The setting sun was behind him, barely sinking below the horizon.

That usually gentle face was now filled with anger.

"Damn it!" Wang Lianshan turned around, furious: "How dare you talk to your father like that"

"I'm sorry, Father." Wang Changxiang instinctively lowered his head in apology, but quickly raised it again. "But my brother eats, uses, wears and lives comfortably, I can pay for all of it. Please don't interfere with his life anymore."

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Wang Lianshan fell silent for a moment. "If he wants to be a waste of space, then let him be. But you remember your duty! The clan provides resources for you to cultivate, it's not for you to fish three days and rest two!"

"I will strive to cultivate diligently," Wang Changxiang said earnestly. "Also, please don't call him a waste any more."

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"Each and every one of you has hardened your wings!" Wang Lianshan flicked his sleeves and left, "I don't care anymore. Do whatever you want!"

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

"What are you stopping him for" Wang Changji said calmly, "I'm a useless person anyway."

Wang Changxiang immediately turned his head and looked at him: "You're not!"

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

He tapped the orange cat's head with his finger, "It is."

Little Orange couldn't understand what these uninteresting humans were saying. It just wriggled in Wang Changji's arms and let out a soft meow.

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