Although Jiang Yu wanted to restore Chu, he did not dare to act rashly. After all, the emperor had not died yet and the courtiers were not yet completely united.
He is not in a hurry, and Jiang Changsheng is naturally not in a hurry either. Focusing on cultivation is the right way.
Spring passes and autumn comes.
In the thirty-seventh year of Kaiyuan, the war between the Great Jing Dynasty and the ancient Khan continued, but the war changed from a major war to a small local war. Both sides were tired of fighting and wanted to take the opportunity to recuperate.
In the courtyard.
The nine-year-old Arakawa was sparring with Wanli. He stepped on the Jiuxun Tianlong Step and struck out with a palm, turning his true energy into thin needles and killing Wanli.
Jade Pure Meridian Needle!
Wan Li waved his sleeves and scattered all the needles of Qi.
Arakawa stepped forward and kicked Banri's chest with all his divine shadow legs, knocking him back.
There was applause from the side. Xu Tianji stood at the gate of the courtyard, carrying a pole, and said with admiration: "Arakawa, you are really a martial arts genius. You are even worse than me. Do you want to go down the mountain to return to the soul in the future?" As the leader of the church, I am willing to give way to you."
Arakawa stopped and gasped for air. He ignored Xu Tianji and said to Wan Li, "I'm not coming."
He was helpless. He had too little energy. After performing a set of martial arts one after another, he was short of energy and his physical strength was exhausted. If he continued to fight, he would lose.
Wangchen sighed while sweeping the floor, "You are still young, why are you so anxious?"
Arakawa gritted his teeth and said: "I want to send my grandfather off for the last journey. He said that I must not go down the mountain to find him before I reach Tongtian."
Wangchen was stunned, shook his head, and continued sweeping the floor.
"It's my turn, it's my turn...hehe..."
Ping An suddenly jumped over from the side and said to Wan Li excitedly.
Wan Li's smile suddenly froze, and before he could react, Ping An rushed at him, and he had to take the moves. Every move he received made him extremely painful.
Ping An's martial arts is very poor and cannot be compared with Jiang Ziyu and Arakawa. However, this guy's strength is really strong and his reaction speed is extremely exaggerated. There is only one feeling when fighting him.
pain!
Under the Earth Spirit Tree, Jiang Changsheng looked at them quietly.
"It seems that qualifications are indeed crucial. Both Arakawa and Heian can independently absorb the spiritual energy emitted by the earth spirit tree, and their strength increases very quickly. On the other hand, others cannot."
Jiang Changsheng silently thought that after so many years of cultivation, the Earth Spirit Tree has been able to generate spiritual energy. In addition to Jiang Changsheng who can absorb spiritual energy for cultivation, Ping'an and Arakawa can also do it. Although the speed is far inferior to Jiang Changsheng, they can indeed do it, and they can do it unconsciously. of.
The vast majority of martial arts practitioners use their physical bodies to generate true energy, rather than absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Since Heian and Arakawa can do it, it means that there are other martial artists who can do it, but such people are only one in a million.
Although Wufu can also absorb spiritual energy, the way of cultivation is different. Jiang Changsheng still feels that the way of cultivating immortals is stronger and more profound.
At this moment, Mingyue ran into the courtyard.
"Taoist Priest, someone is here to challenge you again. He calls himself Taishi Qiujian. I heard from Senior Brother Qingku that Taishi Qiujian is a legendary figure in the martial arts world."
Mingyue said urgently, Xu Tianji changed his face when he heard the name Taishi Qiujian.
Xu Tianji murmured: "This old immortal guy also showed up, it's really interesting..."
Jiang Changsheng has already felt the true energy of Taishi Qiujian, which is similar to Xu Tianji, but there is a sharp aura about him.
Sword intent!
Coupled with this sword intent, Xu Tianji may not be his opponent.
Jiang Changsheng stood up and showed a faint smile.
Survival rewards are coming!
In the past two years, masters from all walks of life have occasionally come to challenge, but they are too weak to trigger survival rewards.
After waiting for two years, a real master finally came!
Jiang Changsheng was full of expectations. When he passed by Xu Tianji, Xu Tianji couldn't help but remind him: "Taoist Master, Taishi Qiujian is not from Dajing. He comes from another dynasty. But forty years ago, during the war, he defeated Chu." All the swordsmen in the court have left behind legends of swordsmanship. You have to be careful. The skills of such an old and immortal guy are unimaginable, and swordsmen can often exert stronger power than those in the realm of true energy."
Other dynasties?
Jiang Changsheng nodded slightly, and then walked out of the courtyard. Others became interested and followed him one after another. Wan Li took the opportunity to run away. No one was fighting Ping An. Ping An was furious, paused his feet, and quickly followed.
In front of Longqi Guanshan Gate, a large number of disciples gathered here, with a few pilgrims mixed in among them.
There is a figure standing on the steps in front of the mountain gate. This is an old man wearing a raincoat, holding a rusty bronze sword with both hands. There is a blue sky behind him, and the breeze is blowing his raincoat.
Taishi asked for a sword. His hair was white and slightly messy. His eyes seemed to be unable to open on his wrinkled face. Even so, he exuded a powerful aura that made people dare not look down upon him.
"Taishi asks for a sword, have you heard of this name?"
"I've heard that I traveled around the world with Senior Brother Qingku before, and I saw records of Taishi seeking swords in the Sword Pavilion. He traveled across the world for twenty years without a single defeat, and defeated one thousand three hundred and twenty-seven swords. That's still The handwriting left forty years ago..."
"Were you invincible forty years ago?"
"I heard that some warriors become more demonic as they get older."
"There are really hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this world, but they are definitely no match for our Taoist Priest. Our Taoist Priest is now a legend in the martial arts world. Zong Tianwu, Xu Tianji, and Jusonghu Divine Monk have not achieved such a reputation."
The disciples talked a lot. Although they were amazed at Taishi's reputation for seeking swords, they still had full trust in Jiang Changsheng.
"The Taoist Master is here!"
Someone shouted loudly, and the disciples immediately gave way.
Taishi Qiujian slowly opened his eyes, his cloudy eyes were lifeless, but when Jiang Changsheng walked into his field of vision, his pupils burst out with a cold light.
Jiang Changsheng walked to the front and confronted Taishi Qiujian alone.
Taishi Qiujian said: "I hope my last battle will be here. If I die under the Taihang Sword, I will be worthy of the reputation of the top ten famous swords."
Jiang Changsheng said: "I am not a swordsman, but if you want to die here, it is not impossible."
Taishi narrowed his eyes when seeking a sword, and began to hold the hilt of the sword with his right hand.
The disciples of Long Qiguan were all excited when they heard Jiang Changsheng's words. Their Taoist Master was usually gentle, but once he faced the enemy, he would only become more domineering, at least his aura would not be lost.
Xu Tianji looked sympathetically at Taishi for the sword. He believed that Jiang Changsheng was capable of killing people and did not have the righteousness and compassion of the Taoist priest.
Taishi Qiujian held the sword in one hand and said in a cold voice: "Junior, you are very confident, just like me back then. However, although I want to die, no one has been able to satisfy me during this hundred thousand miles of walking."
He raised his bronze sword and pointed it at Jiang Changsheng. In an instant, an extremely strong aura erupted, making everyone's hearts palpitate.
The sound of wind between heaven and earth stopped suddenly!
In the distance, in the palace, Jiang Yu, who was processing the memorial, raised his head and looked out the window with a frown.
"With this sword intent, which master came to the capital?"
Jiang Yu asked, and a female voice came from outside: "Jianchi, Taishi is asking for a sword."
Taishi asks for a sword?
Jiang Yu frowned and said, "His Highness has seen his sword in the Dragon Tower. Is he not dead yet?"
A female voice followed: "Over the years, Taishi has been seeking swords from Taicang. He has been begging for death all the way, but he has never died. Instead, he has killed many powerful swordsmen. His strength is unfathomable. His target this time is the leader of today's great scene. Martial arts myth.”
Jiang Yu snorted, looked away, and continued to deal with the memorial.
…
Jiang Changsheng held the hilt of the Taihang Sword in his left hand and the fly whisk in his right hand. He chuckled and said, "The sword is very strong. You are undoubtedly the strongest swordsman I have ever seen in my life. To respect the strongest, I will do my best."
He could feel that there was only a glimmer of life left in Taishi Qiujian, and he was completely forced to hold on. God knows how this guy managed to hold on.
Taishi Qiujian suddenly let go, and the bronze sword actually hung in the air. Visible wisps of energy overflowed from his body and wrapped around the blade.
"This sword is called Jinghong!"
After Taishi Qiujian's words fell, the bronze sword suddenly shot out. Everyone only heard a harsh roar. The sword flashed and the bronze sword came to kill. Standing behind Jiang Changsheng, they could all feel the death-like aura. Even Xu Tianji was moved by it!
boom!
The bronze sword hit Jiang Changsheng, but was blocked by an invisible air shield. The strong wind caused the disciples behind him to have their robes bulging and subconsciously covered their faces with their arms.
The bronze sword was suddenly bounced away, and he rushed towards Taishi for the sword at a faster speed.
Poof!
Taishi Qiujian's chest was pierced, and blood flew out. The bronze sword drew an arc in the air and flew back, jumped over his head, and was inserted on the stone steps in front of him, the blade trembling.
Taishi Qiujian's eyes widened. There was no fear in his eyes, but a deep surprise.
"I... finally saw a faster sword..."
Taishi Qiujian murmured to himself, with a smile on his face, and with a plop, he half-knelt down, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, lowered his head and spurted blood, coughed a few times and stopped moving.
The others came back to their senses and looked at Taishi in disbelief for a sword.
How terrifying was Taishi Qiu's momentum to die like this?
Xu Tianji swallowed his saliva and secretly said that he must not offend Jiang Changsheng in the future.
Arakawa looked at Jiang Changsheng with admiration. Is this the strength of Wulin Shinhwa?
Although he didn't see clearly how Jiang Changsheng took action, he clearly felt how powerful Taishi Qiujian was before. Such a powerful person was actually killed by his master instantly!
Jiang Changsheng turned around and said: "Create a piece of land halfway up the mountain to erect a monument for Taishi's sword. From now on, any martial arts master who comes to challenge and die can erect a monument."
Meng Qiu Shuang swallowed and nodded quickly.
Although this was not the first time she saw Jiang Changsheng take action, she was shocked every time.
How strong is this junior brother?
…
Back in the house, Jiang Changsheng had just sat down when a line of prompts appeared in front of his eyes:
[In the thirty-seventh year of Kaiyuan, the sword-crazy Taishi went up to the dragon to watch and fight with his sword. He fought to the death. You killed him, survived the massacre, and received the survival reward - the martial arts 'Taiqing Swordsmanship']
Taiqing swordsmanship, it seems that his Taihang sword will appear in the future.
Jiang Changsheng thought silently, but since it was martial arts, he wasn't too surprised.
One sword fanatic is not enough. When will ten sword fanatics come?
Jiang Changsheng sighed in his heart, and then began to inherit Taiqing swordsmanship.
He found that Taiqing's swordsmanship was not as bad as he thought, and it was definitely a unique skill!
The story of Taishi seeking a sword and dying in Long Qiguan quickly spread throughout the world, adding another achievement to the martial arts myth.
In the following months, no master came to challenge him.
Until the thirty-eighth year of Kaiyuan.
Jiang Changsheng finally felt the signs that he was about to break through. He stopped practicing and did not break through directly. Instead, he checked his incense value.
[Current Incense Value: 1021]
