The bright moon is in the sky, and the stars are everywhere.
In the courtyard, a group of disciples stood on the square corridor, shouting excitedly, and saw Qing Ku competing with Jiang Changsheng.
Jiang Changsheng stood on the same spot without moving, his left hand behind his waist, and his right hand resisting Qing Ku. No matter how Qing Ku attacked, he could always be easily defused by him and pushed out.
At the age of sixteen, he was handsome and outstanding among the crowd.
Qing Ku practiced the Jiuxun Tianlong Step taught by Jiang Changsheng. This step is exquisite, but has no substantial offensive power, so Qing Ku's offensive moves are the martial arts of Long Qiguan.
It has to be said that most of Long Qiguan's martial arts are very bad. In Jiang Changsheng's opinion, there is no difference from the traditional martial arts of the earth in his previous life.
Jiang Changsheng pushed Qing Ku away with one hand again. Qing Ku took seven steps back, staggered, and fell to the ground.
Qing Ku shouted helplessly: "I'm not coming."
The surrounding disciples applauded and praised the third senior brother for his greatness.
Since reaching the fourth level of Taoist natural skills, Jiang Changsheng has occasionally given instructions to other disciples. As a result, the image of the third senior brother has been established, and his prestige has been increasing day by day.
Just as Jiang Changsheng was about to ask who else wanted to give advice, the door to the courtyard was pushed open. Everyone turned to look, and immediately ran back to their rooms in fright.
Qing Ku quickly got up and ran back into the house. Only Jiang Changsheng and the visitor were left in the courtyard.
"Third Junior Brother, you should go to bed early at night, and don't let these little brats fool around."
Meng Qiuhe walked up to Jiang Changsheng and spoke earnestly. He frowned and a few strands of white hair appeared on his temples.
In just two years, he has become a completely different person. The once lively and cheerful second senior brother has now become a gloomy man who is crazy about martial arts...
Jiang Changsheng sighed in his heart. In the final analysis, it was still because of him. If he had not been rescued to Longqi Temple, the situation would have been different.
But he was not the cause of all this, he was also a victim.
Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, "Okay, Senior Brother."
Meng Qiuhe stared at him with stern eyes and said, "Third Junior Brother, you were able to kill the Evil King two years ago. How strong are you now? When will you compete with me?"
Jiang Changsheng didn't want to hit Meng Qiuhe, so he declined politely: "Forget it, it was just the evil king's carelessness at first, and I am actually no match for him. Senior brother, I am tired, so I will go back to rest first. Let's practice swordplay together when we have time."
After saying that, he turned and walked towards his house.
Meng Qiuhe asked: "I heard that Li Changqing has reached the ultimate level, third junior brother, do you want to go down the mountain and try your luck?"
So fast?
Could it be that he has practiced magic skills?
Jiang Changsheng thought to himself, waved his hand and said: "I don't want to go down the mountain, I just want to stay at Longqi Temple and have nothing to do with the world."
Meng Qiuhe watched him enter the house, then turned and left.
Returning to the bed, Jiang Changsheng frowned.
What did Meng Qiuhe mean by what he just said?
This guy also wants to imitate Li Changqing?
He thought for a while, then decided not to meddle in other people's business, and then started practicing with his eyes closed.
Early the next morning, when he came back from ringing the bell, Qing Ku was not in the house, so he took the unicorn whisk out of his mind. He was worried that he would not be able to put the survival reward back after taking it out, so he never took it, and it was time to take it now.
During this period of time, he completely mastered the sword-controlling technique. Apart from practicing Taoist natural skills, he had nothing else to do, so he might as well play with the instrument.
A unicorn whisk appeared in his hand out of thin air. The whisk looked the same as an ordinary whisk, but the handle was white jade and resembled a white bone.
He held the unicorn whisk and could feel the magic power surging inside. It was indeed a magic weapon, with its own spiritual power.
A memory emerged in his mind, telling him how to make the magic weapon recognize its owner, and he began to follow suit, inserting his spiritual consciousness into the unicorn fly whisk to break through the restrictions inside the magic weapon.
After half an hour, the unicorn whisk successfully recognized him as its master. After recognizing its master, the unicorn whisk began to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth independently, which was very miraculous.
When Jiang Changsheng injected spiritual power into the Kirin Whisk, the long beards on it could extend freely, and he could also control them and perform actions such as binding and beating.
Wonderful!
Jiang Changsheng tried to put the Qilin Whisk back into his mind, but he failed.
Once the survival reward items are taken out, they can only exist in reality.
Although he was a little regretful, he could still do this.
From then on, Jiang Changsheng wore the Taihang Sword on his waist and held the Kirin Whisk and Immortal Wind Taoist Bones in his hand. When a disciple asked about this whisk, he said that it was from Chen Li. All the disciples in the temple knew that Chen Li and the Fourth Prince occasionally Will come to visit him.
Not only these two people, but also other dignitaries wanted to visit Jiang Changsheng. At first, he accepted them, but after many times, he declined because those people just wanted to meet him and did not have Chen Li's sincerity.
…
The summer is so hot that the space is slightly distorted.
"Brother Changsheng, I'm going to join the army. I won't be able to visit you within five years. I hope you can forgive me."
The young man said energetically in front of Jiang Changsheng. He had his hands on his waist and was sweating profusely, but his energy was still high.
Jiang Changsheng had just finished pointing out the divine shadow's legs and was about to expel the guests, but he didn't expect him to say these words.
Jiang Changsheng asked: "Where are you going to join the army? Not in the capital?"
The Great Jing Dynasty had been in existence for sixteen years, and the country was harmonious and peaceful internally. However, the external wars never stopped. There were constant wars in the north, and a group of generals with outstanding military achievements were born every year.
Jiang Yu smiled and said: "Of course we are going north. I want to flatten the desert and destroy his ancient Khan."
The ancient Khan was a dynasty to the north of the Great Jing Dynasty. It had a vast territory and often invaded surrounding dynasties. The Chu Dynasty, the predecessor of the Great Jing Dynasty, was conquered by the ancient Khan for a period of time and fell to most of the country. The royal family and the people suffered humiliation, leading to the Great King. The people of the DPRK still have hatred engraved in their bones for Gu Khan.
In addition to pursuing immortality, the current emperor's biggest goal is to defeat the ancient Khan and achieve eternal achievements.
Jiang Changsheng smiled and said: "It's not that easy for a prince to join the army. You have to think carefully."
Jiang Yu grinned and said, "There is nothing I can do. If I don't join the army, I won't be able to compete with my eldest brother."
Jiang Changsheng was stunned. This was the first time Jiang Yu confided his ambition to him.
The fake prince's faction is becoming more and more powerful. It is said that he has controlled two of the six departments. He still personally supervises the yamen in the capital. At the age of sixteen, he has the ability to handle government affairs. Many people are already expecting that he will bring great changes to the great scene after he ascends the throne. What a prosperous time.
As for the current emperor, the people are quite critical of him. Building the canal is really a waste of people and money.
Jiang Changsheng followed: "Then I wish you good luck."
Jiang Yu asked curiously: "If my eldest brother or other princes came to win over you in these years, would you come down from the mountain?"
He seemed casual, but he was extremely nervous.
Jiang Changsheng shook his head and laughed: "Of course not. If I were for fame and fortune, I would have listened to Your Majesty and gone to take part in the martial arts examination."
Jiang Yu smiled, turned and left.
"Brother Changsheng, wait until I ride back to Beijing, and I will carry forward your martial arts skills on the battlefield!"
The building echoed with the boy's laughter. At the age of fourteen, he was full of confidence and vitality.
Jiang Changsheng looked at the cakes beside him with a look of regret.
I won’t be able to eat such delicious pastries for a long time.
…
The fourth prince's departure from the capital did not cause any ripples in the capital. There were now more than ten princes, and the crown princes had been appointed. The presence of the four princes was not high.
Jiang Changsheng did not relax after breaking through the fourth level of Taoist natural skills and practiced hard every day.
As the days pass, the leaves in Longqi Temple begin to turn yellow, indicating that autumn is coming.
Longqi Temple has returned to its previous state. From time to time, dignitaries and dignitaries come to burn incense and seek enlightenment, and knights also come to stay and rest their minds. Although Jiang Changsheng is the third disciple, he usually does not receive guests. Other disciples are responsible for it. Currently, he is in charge of Longqi Temple. The person watching was Second Senior Sister Meng Qiu Shuang.
Meng Qiuhe and Meng Qiushuang are biological brothers and sisters. Their parents were killed by bandits when they were young. Fortunately, they were rescued by Taoist Master Qingxu and took them up the mountain together.
At noon, Jiang Changsheng sat meditating on the Dao Bell Tower, facing the scorching sun, exercising his energy and absorbing the weather between heaven and earth.
Qing Ku suddenly ran downstairs and shouted: "Something bad has happened, senior brother, senior brother has run away again!"
Jiang Changsheng opened his eyes, stood up, looked down at Qing Ku in front of the guardrail, and asked, "What do you mean? Are you talking about Senior Brother Meng, or Senior Brother Li?"
"Of course it's Senior Brother Meng. To be precise, another senior brother has escaped!"
Qing Ku said anxiously, his tone anxious.
Jiang Changsheng frowned, turned over and jumped, landing lightly like a white crane. Qing Ku, already accustomed to his movement, immediately led the way.
The two quickly arrived in front of the Mingxin Hall, where most of the disciples gathered. Those who didn't come were either responsible for guarding the gate or entertaining guests.
In the hall, Taoist Priest Qingxu turned his back to them, holding a letter in his hand and remaining silent.
Meng Qiu Shuang gritted her teeth and said: "Master, disciple, go find him!"
Jiang Changsheng was surprised. Meng Qiuhe went down the mountain without his sister?
Taoist Priest Qingxu sighed: "No, respect him. Qiuhe is different from Changqing. He is not seeking refuge with the Demon Sect. He just wants to gain more power. Maybe you can see him again in the capital in the future."
He turned around and looked at the disciples.
Seeing his calm expression, Jiang Changsheng seemed to have already made a guess.
"Let Qiu Shuang take over the position of eldest disciple, and the other disciples will be promoted one by one." Taoist Master Qingxu said.
Jiang Changsheng became the second senior brother, and he felt a little helpless. This promotion was too fast.
He won't wait another two years and he will become the senior brother, right?
"Changsheng, come with me."
Taoist Master Qingxu waved his whisk, turned and left. Jiang Changsheng heard this and quickly followed.
Other disciples continued to discuss Meng Qiuhe's descent from the mountain.
Passing through the Mingxin Hall and entering a long corridor, the noise from the outside world gradually faded away. Jiang Changsheng followed Taoist Priest Qingxu, thinking about what he wanted to say.
Jiang Changsheng still wanted to know whether Taoist Master Qingxu knew about his life experience and what his opinion was, so that he could decide how to take revenge.
He is still not sure if anyone in the capital can defeat him, so he must be careful.
All the way we came to a quiet courtyard. The courtyard was not big, and there was an old tree. The tree body was as winding as a dragon's body. The dense autumn leaves were fluttering in the wind, and a circle of yellow rings had piled up on the ground.
Taoist Master Qingxu stopped, looked at the old tree, and said slowly: "Changsheng, do you want to go down the mountain?"
Jiang Changsheng was stunned and asked quickly: "Why did Master want to drive me down the mountain?"
He didn't expect Taoist Master Qingxu to mean this.
Taoist Master Qingxu said calmly: "If you don't want to go down the mountain, would you like to be the abbot of Longqi Temple in the future?"
