Chinese Warriors in World of Warcraft

Chapter 725 Grows into a Tree (24)

No struggle, no resistance.

King Jaraxxus, who was firmly locked by three kinds of chains, was firmly suppressed by four artifacts, unable to resist.

Aegwynn is actually not good at soul and spiritual spells, but the so-called bad spells are compared with her evocation spells and purple lightning.

In her era, there was no specific division of "nine schools of spells", which was completed by Antonidas 30 years ago.

She has dabbled in all the fields of magic, and she can be called a soul master and spiritual master, and her attainments in this area are no worse than ordinary legendary mages who specialize in this field.

800 years is enough for her to make achievements in any field.

A demon who has no power to resist, even a top legendary demon, still cannot resist her spells.

Almost three hours later, King Jaraxxus stood on the light and dark Tai Chi diagram, his eyes glazed over.

He has a soul, but the memory of tens of thousands of years has been shattered, because even if he is as powerful as Aegwynn, when he destroys his mind, he cannot guarantee the integrity of his soul.

In fact, King Jaraxxus's soul is no longer whole and has become fragmented.

King Jaraxxus in this state is the king Jiang Jie needs.

"Ms. Aegwynn, you can leave now. Anveena, and Xalatas, please don't disturb me during this time. Fenna, I will be away for a while. If anyone asks, just say that I am going to retreat for a while Time, maybe ten days and half a month, maybe one or two months."

Jiang Jie stood up, transformed into an eagle, and flew to the distant sky.

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Jiang Jie's current state is very special.

Holy Light, Shadow, Fel Energy;

Fist of Tyr, Xal'atath, Scepter of Sargeras;

Three different powers, three different artifacts, maintaining a relative balance.

Except for the Fist of Tyr, the other two artifacts actually did not obey his orders.

In other words, Jiang Jie had no way to mobilize these two artifacts, and in order to maintain the stability of the three talents, he also had no way to use Tyr's Fist.

What's more, he couldn't use too much holy light energy and shadow energy at all.

Although he was promoted to a three-talented earth immortal, his strength has dropped a lot compared to before.

He needs a period of time to digest and absorb, stabilize the realm of the three talents, and recover his strength before he can participate in the next few battles.

Whether it is attacking Twilight Highlands or Blackrock Tower, it is not an easy task to face a large number of enemies.

Whether it is Cho'gall, Fandral, Nefarian, or Ragnaros, they are not easy to deal with. If he is not in good condition, it is not suitable to make a move.

Fortunately, the preparations for the war have not been completed, and it is now February, and the weather is still cold, which is not suitable for launching a war. It will have to wait until March at the latest.

He still has time.

He needs an absolutely quiet place, a place not to be disturbed by enemies, to digest and absorb everything in the realm of three talents, and there is only one such place.

The floating island drifted as usual, but the tortoise that supported the island had been waiting for two years.

The young man made a promise two years ago, which has not been fulfilled until now.

Although two years is nothing to Shen-zinko who has lived for 800 years, but since he knew that he was expected to be freed from this body and the bondage, his patience was exhausted in an instant.

After waiting for two years, I feel a little bad.

Finally today, when looking at the horizon again and again, it sensed that an unprecedented powerful energy was approaching, and then it saw the giant eagle that was like a meteor, flying in front of it, and then transformed into a A man flapping invisible wings.

"I am coming."

Jiang Jie smiled lightly: "I'll trouble you to wait a little longer. After I've dealt with my own problems, I'll fulfill my promise."

Shen-zinko couldn't help nodding.

At this moment, it has patience again.

Jiang Jie smiled and flew onto the turtle's back.

A few minutes later, he flew to the Zen stick forest and saw a tree.

Two years ago, a cane took root and sprouted here, and grew rapidly. It has grown to a height of ten meters now, and has grown into a tree.

And under the tree, a soul meditates cross-legged, peaceful and peaceful, as if it has been meditating for thousands of years.

"Master Shang Xi."

Jiang Jie landed, folded his hands together, and saluted respectfully.

"You came."

Master Shang Xi opened his eyes, clapped his hands and smiled: "Sit."

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Sit and talk.

Two years ago, when Jiang Jie was still an Acquired Martial Artist, Master Monk Xi sat down and discussed the Dao for a whole month.

In that month, Jiang Jie told Master Shang Xi about the martial arts knowledge of Chinese martial arts, and Master Shang Xi also shared the knowledge of Pandaren True Qi martial arts with Jiang Jie.

Jiang Jie is mainly a disseminator of Chinese martial arts, and Master Shang Xi helped Jiang Jie even more.

A lot of martial arts knowledge, Jiang Jie only knew what it was, but after Master Shang Xi heard it, he learned why it was so, and told Jiang Jie about it, which gave him a lot of help.

Master Shang Xi is equivalent to half of Jiang Jie's master, someone he will always respect.

Now, two years on, they've all changed.

Jiang Jie has grown from an acquired martial artist to a martial arts master, and has the qualifications to establish a sect, even in the era of shining stars in the [-]th century, he still has a place.

And Master Shang Xi, who was originally a half-martial arts master, now continues to practice in the form of a soul, and has made great progress.

Not only has his energy intensity stepped into the realm of legends, but his soul, which is already close to legends, has finally stepped into the realm of legends.

In the past, he was also a master. He might be better than Lao Chen in terms of martial arts, but in terms of fighting, he was no match for Lao Chen.

But now, if there is a fair fight, Lao Chen may not be his opponent.

After all, Lao Chen is young. Although he has rich experience and superb martial arts skills, he is even worse at the soul level.

Lao Chen's soul has probably reached the legendary level, but Master Shang Xi is stronger.

His energy and spirit have already merged with this forest of Zen sticks, and resonated with the soul imprints of the elders of the past hundreds of years.

He, and those elders, are the Zen Staff Forest.

And he is the representative of the Zen Rod Forest, the tree that has grown to a height of ten meters.

He stands here in the shape of a tree, grows here, and coexists with this small world.

Leaving the Wandering Isle, he is just an ordinary legendary powerhouse;
But on the Wandering Isle, he is equivalent to a powerful loa, an ancient tree of war and knowledge that can rise from the ground.

The master is the teacher.

Two years ago, Jiang hijacked the disciple's gift to learn mentality;
Two years later, he had an equal dialogue with Master Shang Xi and discussed the Dao.

(End of this chapter)