Yanlong stood in front of the mountain gate of Longqi Temple. He held a broad knife in his right hand and punched it on the stone steps, cutting a hole in the stone steps. He was nearly two meters tall, wearing black armor and black trousers, showing his strength. With both arms in his hands, his face has experienced vicissitudes of life, but his brows still show arrogance, and his long gray hair is scattered freely, like a male lion.
He looks to be over sixty years old, but his physical strength is stronger than most young people.
The disciples of Long Qiguan stood in rows in front of the small bridge, ready to go. They were not nervous, but rather excited.
You can watch the Taoist priest take action again!
Soon, Jiang Changsheng arrived, and the disciples quickly got out of the way.
Jiang Changsheng stopped and looked at Yanlong. He was really energetic and was indeed a hidden master.
After the death of Jian Chi, no ordinary martial artist would dare to go up the mountain to challenge him. Those who could come were either peerless masters or people who were about to die. It was obvious that Yanlong had both.
Yanlong was also looking at Jiang Changsheng, and was secretly shocked. This Taoist priest was so young, he looked like a half-grown child. Did he really suppress half of the martial arts world?
Yanlong suddenly saw Xu Tianji holding a broom and couldn't help but sneered: "The dignified leader of Guiyuan Shen Sect has been reduced to sweeping the floor for others."
Xu Tianji said disapprovingly: "Although I sweep the floor, I am still alive. You will die soon. My broom is here to collect your corpse."
The two were tit-for-tat and clearly had old grudges.
Yan Long was too lazy to argue with him, and looked at Jiang Changsheng again, saying: "Taoist Priest Changsheng, take action, don't hold back, let me see the true strength of Wulin Mythology, it is best to let me die here."
Jiang Changsheng pulled out the Taihang Sword and said with a smile, "I can satisfy you."
This man is too old. He can't guard the mountain for a few years even if he is left alive. Let's just kill him.
Yanlong's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly raised his sword to slash. He was extremely fast, and with one slash, afterimages appeared one after another, as if dozens of swords were slashed out at the same time. Countless sword energies swept towards Jiang Changsheng like a storm, with a huge momentum. , which moved all the disciples.
The sword energy is so strong, compared to Jian Chi, it is so powerful that it can be seen with the naked eye, making people tremble in fear.
Jiang Changsheng raised the Taihang Sword. He raised the sword faster and pointed at Yanlong. With a flick of his wrist, the blade burst out with even more violent sword energy, crushing it with overwhelming force and instantly dispelling the violent sword energy.
"That's... how is that possible!"
Yanlong's eyes widened with fear.
Rumble——
The loud noise from Longqi Mountain alarmed the people in the city. Countless people turned around and saw a spectacular scene on the top of the mountain. They saw a visible air wave breaking away from the sea of clouds from the top of the mountain. It was thousands of feet long and seemed to tear the sky apart. crack.
Such a spectacular scene is breathtaking. The Thirteen Thorns of Tiansu and the Unlucky Buddha in the palace have fallen on the eaves, looking at the dragon rising in fear.
"That demon is getting stronger and stronger..."
Gui Liu murmured to himself, others thought the same way.
On the top of the mountain, the dragon rises in front of the mountain gate.
The sword energy dissipated and the storm was about to stop.
Everyone looked at Yanlong and took a deep breath.
Yanlong had turned into a bloody man, trembling all over, and fell straight forward with a plop, blood spilled all over the ground, and his knife also fell to the ground with a clang.
Jiang Changsheng said expressionlessly: "Send Senior Sword Kuang Yanlong to the Heroes' Tomb."
After that, he turned and left. All the disciples looked at him in awe, including Xu Tianji, Jiang Ziyu, Arakawa, Wangchen and others.
In the distance, above the eaves, Hua Jianxin, dressed in white, lowered her head slightly, and a soft hum came from under her mask: "She really knows how to show off her power."
Her voice was filled with laughter.
The disciples cheered, and they were honored by the Taoist priest's performance.
Back in his house, a line of words appeared in front of Jiang Changsheng's eyes:
[In the 40th year of Kaiyuan, the sword mad Yanlong came to enter the Tomb of Heroes. You successfully survived his challenge, survived a murderous disaster, and received a survival reward - the martial arts 'Killing God Demon Sword']
Martial arts?
It's a bit lacking, but it would be nice to have one more skill. It can be passed on to Long Qiguan, and it can also be used as a cover when facing invincible and powerful enemies in the future.
Jiang Changsheng began to inherit the God-killing Demon Sword.
The God-killing Demonic Sword, as its name suggests, is a god-killing swordsmanship, a possessed swordsmanship, and is extremely domineering. Through killing, it will continuously strengthen the sword's energy, and even burn the energy and blood, fueling the sword's energy. This is an extreme martial arts, It is easy to lose your life, but you may be able to find a way out in a desperate situation.
…
The sword was broken and the dragon was buried in the Tomb of Heroes. This incident quickly spread throughout the Dajing Wulin. The image of the Taoist Priest Changsheng once again changed in the minds of the martial arts people, and they thought of him overcoming the disaster.
Not human!
The name of the Immortal Master of Immortality gradually began to spread. It was caused by the teachings of people who believed in Jiang Changsheng. Later, it was recognized by more and more people. Only by recognizing Jiang Changsheng as an Immortal Master could Wu Fu gain some relief.
It seems that no matter how strong the master is, he is vulnerable to Jiang Changsheng. He is too powerful, so powerful that he eclipses other masters.
After the death of Dao Kuang, about a month later, Wan Li returned with his disciples, bringing with him a group of new disciples, more than fifty people, all of whom were displaced orphans.
"Taoist Master, your spell is too long. I almost got chopped to death when I recited it before, but I found out that I can cast it as soon as I enter the incantation. You are bluffing me!"
Wan Li sat in front of Jiang Changsheng and said resentfully. Others in the courtyard couldn't help but laugh. Xu Tianji even burst into laughter, mocking Wan Li for his honesty.
Jiang Changsheng said: "Sincerity leads to success. If it is an emergency, there is no need to do this. You can make your own decision."
Wan Li was just grumbling, but the talisman paper was really useful. He said excitedly: "It's not that the sect wants to buy from us, Taoist Master, this can develop into a big business."
Jiang Changsheng shook his head and said: "The incense money is not enough for you? How can there be so many talismans? I also want to practice."
This is true. The talismans printed with spells all consume spiritual energy. If they are supplied in large quantities, how can he practice?
Wan Li scratched his head and said no more. He immediately boasted to Jiang Ziyu and Arakawa, saying that their two years of traveling in the world had made the two young men yearn for it. However, the good times did not last long. Xu Tianji jumped out to show off in the middle. The story is more exciting and makes the two teenagers more curious.
…
Spring passes and summer comes, in early July.
Bad news came from the northern border of Dajing. King Jiang Yu of Qin and his elite were besieged by an army of 400,000. The two great masters of Gu Khan joined forces and killed 22 generals in a row. King Qin broke out of the siege under the escort of Zong Tianwu, but the army suffered 78 casualties. As a result, nearly one hundred thousand soldiers turned into bones and their blood flowed into rivers.
This army was the elite of the King of Qin and had been victorious before. Such a disastrous defeat made the civil and military officials and the people of Dajing fearful.
"Waste! Waste!"
In the Jinluan Palace, Jiang Yu roared angrily, shaking with anger.
A general couldn't help but said: "Your Highness, King Qin has made many achievements, how can he have an undefeated army?"
Jiang Yu glared at him and said, "If King Qin wasn't greedy for merit, how could he be like this?"
He cursed loudly, making the general ashamed and angry.
Jiang Yuan sat on the dragon chair with an expressionless face and did not interrupt.
Nowadays, Jiang Yu has been suspected of monopolizing power. He will not interfere with Jiang Yuan on many matters and directly gives orders. This sign begins when Jiang Yu re-establishes the princess and establishes the illegitimate son as the legitimate eldest son.
Jiang Yu calmed down and hummed: "Gu Khan has three great masters. He thinks he is right. His Highness will invite four masters who are not inferior to the masters to go and destroy Gu Khan's three great masters. To see if they dare to be arrogant, pass on the order." , His Highness wants to lead the expedition in person!"
As soon as these words came out, all the civil and military officials looked at each other, but no one stopped him. Even if Jiang Yu died, it would be fine. There were enough princes anyway.
the other side.
In the Longqi Temple, Jiang Changsheng was lying on the white dragon. The white dragon's snake body was now much wider than his shoulders and could be used as a bed. He covered his eyes with a unicorn fly whisk, as if he was taking a nap, but in fact he was watching. Incense value.
The value of incense has increased sharply recently and has exceeded 700.
He figured out that when the situation is in crisis, incense rises quickly, and mortals can only pray to immortal gods for protection. When the situation is peaceful, mortals are busy making money and surviving, and have hope in life, but they will not believe in any immortals. God, heaven.
Of course, the most important thing is that the information is transmitted too slowly. Only ordinary people can come to Longqiguan to burn incense. If the people want to understand his magic, they have to rely on Longqiguan disciples to travel around the world and preach for him.
He still couldn't figure it out for the time being. Even if a person worships him, even if he has a little incense value, after the previous tribulation is consumed, whether this person's incense value will still appear. Maybe the more than 700 incense values include those people from before, but survival The system did not provide an explanation, so he could only passively accept it.
No matter what, the incense value is just the icing on the cake and can never become his core support. He can still focus on cultivation.
After breaking through to the sixth level, he did not stop cultivating. According to the rules, the next breakthrough would probably be decades later. This was still the speed of daily cultivation. If he was lazy every now and then, it might take hundreds of years.
"What? You want to join the army? What nonsense? You are only eleven years old. Are you crazy?"
Wangchen's voice came from the side. It turned out that Jiang Ziyu wanted to join the army after learning that King Qin was defeated. However, he respected Jiang Changsheng the most now and had to ask Jiang Changsheng for all his ideas.
Jiang Ziyu frowned and said, "Although I am young, my martial arts skills are already beyond those of ordinary soldiers, and Ping An can follow me. Didn't Uncle Tianji say that Ping An can already tear apart the best masters?"
Xu Tianji hurriedly shouted: "I am exaggerating. A top master cannot stand and let him fight. However, a top master will definitely hide."
Jiang Ziyu glared at him, very dissatisfied, Xu Tianji stared back provocatively, he was a leader of the generation.
"Just wait for me. One day, I will make the Guiyuan Shen Sect surrender to me and let you fight with my army." Jiang Ziyu shouted.
Xu Tianji took out his ears and said: "My little King Wei, unless you become the emperor, even if your father wants to make you the prince, how many years will you have to wait before you can take the throne? By then I might have already entered the Tomb of Heroes."
The reputation of the Tomb of Heroes has spread, and many martial arts masters come to visit it in the name of burning incense. The two tombstones of Jian Chi and Dao Kuang are enough to fascinate people in the world. Xu Tianji plans to be buried here in the future, without losing the prestige of a generation of martial arts overlords.
"Okay, Ziyu, don't be impatient. I will teach you a little bit now."
Jiang Changsheng's voice floated over, and Jiang Ziyu immediately ran over and listened carefully.
"If you want to realize your ambitions, when you play is critical."
Jiang Changsheng said leisurely: "The building is about to collapse, and we have just turned the tide. That is the time when your achievements are greatest, and when you are closest to the throne. Now that you join the army, you will most likely die. Even if you make achievements, it will be a small achievement. Wait a few years, and then Both you and Ping An are brave enough to attract more generals."
Jiang Ziyu frowned, he understood the truth, but he was afraid that he would not be able to wait.
"What if Dajing is defeated in the past few years?"
"So what if we lose? The thirteen states are so vast, and the country cannot be destroyed in just a few years."
"What if the ancient Khan came to the capital and killed himself at the feet of the emperor?"
"Then I will teach you how to truly turn the tide."
Jiang Ziyu was shocked by Jiang Changsheng's calm words. How powerful it was to say such confident words, which he could not refute.
