In the thirty-fourth year of Kaiyuan, Xu Tianji, the leader of the Guiyuan Shen Cult, brought eighteen sects to the capital to challenge the Taoist Priest Changsheng. More than half of the 500 masters were killed or injured. Xu Tianji, the overlord of the martial arts world, was captured, and his life and death are unknown.
The secret knowledge of Miaozong spread throughout the world, and the reputation of immortality shocked the martial arts world.
At this point, Wulin has a living myth.
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In the courtyard, Jiang Changsheng was meditating under the tree, and Xu Tianji was recuperating in the corner of the courtyard. King Wei and Ping An looked at him from a distance, full of curiosity.
Wangchen came to Jiang Changsheng's side and said respectfully: "Taoist Master, the martial arts sects have retreated."
Jiang Changsheng nodded without saying anything. Wangchen turned and left, not daring to disturb him.
Today's battle refreshed his understanding of martial arts, especially the last sword of Miaozong Faxiang. Its power to destroy the world made him tremble even just thinking about it.
In this battle, half of the more than 500 masters died, and those who were left alive were seriously injured. The reason why they were left alive was because Jiang Changsheng was looking forward to the arrival of the next survival reward.
Now that he has taken Dajing as his novice village, and the martial arts as a leek farm, he has powerfully won the first place in the world. In the future, countless masters will come to challenge him one after another and provide him with survival rewards.
Although he is cautious, he still has judgment. At least in the Dajing Martial Arts Forest, no one can surpass him. Only in other places, people with high levels can threaten him, and he has not had any conflicts with stronger warriors for the time being. , not even the Mahayana Dragon Tower knew that he was a potential enemy.
After waiting for a long time, a prompt finally appeared in front of Jiang Changsheng's eyes.
[In the thirty-fourth year of Kaiyuan, Xu Tianji, the leader of the Guiyuan Shen Cult, came with 500 martial arts masters. With your own strength, you successfully repelled the martial arts masters, survived the disaster, and received the survival reward - the secret skill of cultivating immortals, Hao Sun Tathagata']
Bright Sun Tathagata sounds awesome!
Moreover, it is a unique skill in cultivating immortals, which means that martial arts are incompatible and only he can learn it.
Jiang Changsheng began to inherit the Tathagata of the Bright Sun, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised.
What a powerful skill!
In the next month, this battle spread all over the world and people talked about it.
The New Year has arrived, the thirty-fifth year of Kaiyuan.
Battle reports continue to come from the border battlefields, with more losses and fewer wins. More and more territories are beginning to fall, and the situation is not optimistic.
Jiang Changsheng did not experience the cruelty of war on Longqi Mountain. Although Longqiguan's incense income decreased, there were fields and vegetable gardens on the mountain, so he could be self-sufficient.
During this period, Jiang Changsheng wrote down all the martial arts he had mastered as secret books and placed them in the Sutra Pavilion for his disciples to study. The only exceptions were the Qiankun Scripture and the Miaozong Faxiang. He planned to regard these two as his own inheritance. The iconic martial arts is only passed down to disciples.
Xu Tianji has changed into Taoist robes. He was marked with the seal of life and death. Now he stays in Longqi Temple and sweeps everywhere with a broom. At first, he was humiliated, but once he saw Jiang Changsheng teaching a child The king of Wei practiced martial arts and did not shy away from him, so he had an idea.
Maybe this is also an opportunity!
He was full of curiosity about Jiang Changsheng, and he didn't understand what kind of skills this person practiced, which was so powerful, and the Miao Zong method had become a psychological shadow on him.
On the seventh day after the New Year, the emperor came to visit Jiang Changsheng.
Speaking of which, Jiang Changsheng had not seen him for a long time. Compared with previous years, Jiang Yuan was much thinner and lacked energy.
Jiang Yuan and Jiang Changsheng were sitting at the stone table. He had white hair, a lot of wrinkles on his face, and his hands were as bony as a ghost's claws.
Jiang Changsheng frowned and asked, "Your Majesty, your skills..."
He could feel that there was no trace of true energy in Jiang Yuan's body. It was obvious that the reason why he became so old was because he had lost his power and consumed a huge amount of vitality.
Jiang Yuan has only a few years to live.
Jiang Yuan looked at Xu Tianji, who was sparring with Ping An and Xiao Wei Wang not far away, and said with a smile: "I have met Xu Tianji before. At that time, he was still a high-spirited young man. I wanted to recruit him into the White Guard, but he refused. Unexpectedly, many years later, he would enter the Longqi Temple, which was really a trick of fate."
When Xu Tianji heard this, his expression froze, but he still pretended not to hear and concentrated on practicing martial arts with the two little guys.
If he has been taught well, perhaps Taoist Priest Changsheng can give him guidance and make him stronger.
Jiang Yuan withdrew his gaze, looked at Jiang Changsheng, and said with a smile: "I know my body well, why should Changsheng worry about me?"
"The medicine you gave me is indeed effective, but it is not a medicine of immortality. I now understand that there is no immortal person in this world. Let everything take its course."
Jiang Changsheng asked: "Did your power dissipate on your own?"
He didn't think it was the case, because there was a hidden disease in Jiang Yuan's body, especially in his Dantian. It was as if his power had been taken away, leaving sequelae.
Jiang Yuan shook his head and said: "I passed my skills to the prince, which can be regarded as my last effort. After all, I left him a mess."
He sighed, his face turning sad.
He insisted on attacking the ancient Khan and achieving an eternal feat, but he did not expect that the scenery would be plunged into chaos.
But if it happens again, he will still fight!
Afterwards, Jiang Yuan stopped talking about himself and started talking about the Queen. He said that during this period, the Queen took good care of him, which reminded him of the time when the couple had an argument. He started talking endlessly about the past.
Wangchen, who was sweeping the floor, felt sad.
He didn't know whether to hate Jiang Yuan or feel aggrieved.
Even if he didn't become a prince, he would probably have a difficult life. On the contrary, Jiang Yuan allowed him to live the life of a prince for at least thirty years. This life was considered wonderful and without regrets.
Jiang Changsheng listened quietly. Although he was filled with emotion, he did not shake his heart.
He did not intend to recognize Jiang Yuan or the Empress. He had repaid the Empress's gift of giving birth to her with the gift of saving her life. Jiang Yuan knew that he was the true prince, and Jiang Yuan did not want to point it out. Naturally, he would not be shameless. recognize.
Practice with peace of mind. In another thirty years, this family relationship will naturally disappear.
An hour later, Jiang Yuan led Xiao Wei Wang away. Looking at his hunched back, and thinking of his domineering attitude when they first met, Jiang Changsheng became more determined to cultivate immortality.
He has achieved the ultimate goal that a mortal wants, immortality, so he must cherish it and not get lost halfway.
"The sixth level is about to arrive. How far is it from becoming an immortal and a god?"
Jiang Changsheng silently thought that the vast immortal road, experiencing life, old age, illness and death in the world, and the rotation of the sun and the moon, would be a lot of fun.
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It was a sunny day in March.
The Demon Lord came to visit, and this time he brought a seven-year-old boy with him.
"Taoist Priest, can you accept him? This boy is extremely talented and will definitely live up to your reputation as a martial arts legend."
The Demon Lord bent down to salute and said respectfully.
The boy was slightly thin, with fair face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, staring at Jiang Changsheng without fear.
Xu Tianji passed by with a broom and joked: "Who am I? Isn't this the famous Demon Lord? He actually sent people to watch the dragon. It seems that you also realize that the martial arts of the Demon Sect is not good enough."
The Demon Lord ignored him and still maintained his bowing posture. He pretended that he didn't know Jiang Changsheng and just came because of his reputation.
Jiang Changsheng looked at the boy and found that the boy's muscles and bones were really good. He was not as strong and yang as Ping'an, but full of spirituality. His pores were absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth unconsciously as he breathed, even if it was very weak.
Jiang Changsheng asked: "What is this son's name, and what does it have to do with you?"
The Demon Lord quickly replied: "His name is Arakawa, and he is my grandson. His parents are both dead, and I am already old. I don't know how long I can live. From now on, he will be alone. I hope the Taoist Master will take pity on him."
He was only six years old, but he looked taller and stronger than Arakawa.
"Hey hey hey, play with me... fight..."
Pingan grabbed Arakawa's shoulder and smiled. Arakawa frowned and wanted to shake Pingan's hand away, but couldn't move his shoulder at all.
What a strength!
Arakawa was furious and punched An'an on the chest. An'an let go and took four steps back. He rubbed his chest. He didn't feel any pain. Instead, he showed an even more excited expression and pounced on Arakawa again.
The two teenagers started fighting like this. Ping An relied on his brute force and had no scruples. Arakawa was obviously practiced in martial arts and his footwork was elegant. He could dodge and attack at the same time. However, his fists and feet could not hurt the man who was as strong as a bull. Safety.
Xu Tianji stopped and watched the battle with interest.
The Demon Lord was shocked by Ping An's qualifications. What is this kid's background?
He had full confidence in Arakawa's qualifications. In the Demon Sect, no boy under the age of fifteen was his match, so he dared to come to Jiang Changsheng. Unexpectedly, he was suppressed by a stupid boy as soon as he arrived.
"You come down the mountain, I will accept this boy as my third disciple."
Jiang Changsheng stared at the two teenagers and said.
The Demon Lord came back to his senses, saluted quickly, then turned and left.
He did not look back at Arakawa. When Arakawa saw him leaving, he suddenly became anxious and shouted: "Grandpa! Don't leave..."
Arakawa wanted to chase after him, but Ping An hugged his waist and threw him to the ground. He could not move. He could only watch the Demon Lord walk out of the courtyard and disappear. The young man shed tears in despair.
Wangchen couldn't bear it, so he came over and dragged Ping An away, teaching him that he shouldn't be so forceful. Ping An didn't understand at all, and he just laughed and giggled.
Jiang Changsheng came to squat in front of Arakawa, wiped his tears, and said with a smile: "What, man, do you want to lie on the ground and cry all the time?"
When Arakawa heard this, he immediately got up, turned his head stubbornly, looked at the direction where the Demon Lord left, and remained silent for a long time.
Jiang Changsheng stood up and touched Arakawa's head. Arakawa trembled, but he did not avoid it after all. The Demon Lord had explained the situation to him on the way here. He wanted to become a disciple of the myth of today's martial arts. This was a huge opportunity and he must fight for it.
"Long Qiguan should also cultivate a group of disciples who can support its appearance."
Jiang Changsheng silently thought that Meng Qiu Shuang, Qing Ku, Wan Li, and Mingyue had mediocre qualifications, and it was difficult for them to be extraordinary talents.
Arakawa is different. He is only seven years old and already has the skills of a third-rate master. Once he learns internal skills, his martial arts will surely improve by leaps and bounds.
Jiang Changsheng asked Wangchen to arrange Arakawa, and then glanced at Xu Tianji.
Xu Tianji was so frightened that he hurriedly lowered his head and swept the floor, muttering to himself: "Hey, my dear, the Demon Lord has such a grandson. He will definitely become famous in the world in the future."
As a leader, he naturally paid attention to geniuses, but no matter how jealous he was, he would not dare to compete with Jiang Changsheng.
So far, there is one more person in this courtyard.
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A blink of an eye.
Two months passed.
Summer is coming.
Jiang Changsheng was practicing under the Earth Spirit Tree, enjoying the aura of the Earth Spirit Tree. He suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a strange color in his eyes.
The Seventh Prince Jiang Yu personally sent Little Wei King here. He had already climbed the mountain road. There was another person beside Jiang Yu. It was not the Unlucky Buddha or the Thirteen Thorns of Tiansu, but a strange master whose true energy could compete with Compared with Xu Tianji.
This was not what surprised him. What surprised him was that Jiang Yu's skill was more than twice as strong as Xu Tianji's. A veritable master of the divine state of mind, how could he become so powerful even after absorbing Jiang Yuan's skill?
