Looking at the white bones scattered on the ground, the man in black knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "This is a Yin skeleton...how can it be so vulnerable..."
Jiang Ziyu stood on the eaves and was equally shocked when he saw this scene from a distance.
When the Yin Skull appeared, Jiang Ziyu was frightened, but before he could think about it, the Yin Skull was casually defeated by Jiang Changsheng.
How strong is his father?
Jiang Ziyu suddenly discovered that no one seemed to know how strong Jiang Changsheng was. No matter how strong the enemy was, Jiang Changsheng could easily defeat him.
He knew Jiang Changsheng's experience, but he couldn't understand how Jiang Changsheng grew up.
Jiang Ziyu raised his hand to signal the white-clothed guards coming from all directions to stop.
Jiang Changsheng looked down at the man in black and said, "Do you have any other means?"
The man in black fell into fear, and he smiled sadly: "It's really a golden body..."
He stood up with difficulty, but his power was knocked away. He knew that he could not escape.
The reason why Juxing Tower sent him here was precisely because his light skills were unparalleled in the Ten Directions Dynasty. He guessed that even if the other party really might be a hidden golden body, he would still have a chance to escape.
Unexpectedly, the other party destroyed him with just one kick!
He was terrified when he thought about that kick just now. After decades of practicing martial arts, he had never felt such terror.
The man in black said angrily: "Changsheng Demon Dao, although I die today, you cannot have these thirteen states to yourself!"
He stood up suddenly and rushed towards Jiang Changsheng.
Standing on the eaves with the bright moon above his head, Jiang Changsheng was like a god, aloof and irresistible.
The man in black jumped up, took out another dagger from his waist and stabbed it. His speed suddenly increased, and he seemed to disappear out of thin air, but only Jiang Changsheng could see clearly that he had accelerated.
Jiang Changsheng raised his hand again and shot out his Qi fingers. His spiritual power turned into a cold light and pierced the forehead of the man in black.
thump!
The body of the man in black fell to the ground.
This god-man came with the purpose of assassination. He was wasted by Jiang Changsheng before he squandered his true energy. His subsequent performance was even less like a god-man, and he died in an extremely useless manner.
Only Jiang Ziyu, who was assassinated by a man in black, knew how strong he was.
Jiang Changsheng raised his hand and sucked away the scrolls and a pile of bones on the ground. He glanced back at Jiang Ziyu and disappeared on the eaves.
All the white-clothed guards and imperial guards who were watching the battle were awakened, and they marveled in their hearts at the power of the Immortal Master.
Han Tianji stood on the eaves near the city gate, looking equally shocked.
"What state is he in?"
Han Tianji, like other imperial sects, had previously believed that Jiang Changsheng was only a peak god-man being, but now it seems that this is definitely not the case.
Only by witnessing this battle with your own eyes can you realize that the Immortal Master is far more unpredictable than others say.
"It is my decree that this person's body be hung on the north gate of the capital and exposed to the sun for seven days!"
Jiang Ziyu's cold voice echoed in the palace courtyard.
…
In the room, Jiang Changsheng looked at the pile of bones on the table and used his spiritual consciousness to explore them.
Bai Qi was lying in front of the window sill, curiously looking into the room. His eyes fell on the pile of bones, and his eyes were full of fear.
"Taoist Master, be careful, evil spirits can easily catch up with you and confuse people's hearts..."
Bai Qi couldn't help but remind him that he was afraid that Jiang Changsheng would be careless.
Jiang Changsheng suddenly trembled all over, making Bai Qi jump in fright. Then, the cat's hair exploded. Jiang Changsheng turned to look at it with a strange smile on his face.
Bai Qi was almost scared to death. If Jiang Changsheng was hit, who could stop him?
When Jiang Changsheng saw its reaction, he immediately became happy and said angrily: "You think I don't know how to be careful?"
He withdrew his gaze, no longer trying to scare Bai Qi, and concentrated on examining the bones.
Bai Qi breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Jiang Changsheng with resentment in his eyes, and muttered: "Taoist Master, you almost scared this slave to death..."
It then looked at the bones on the table. After looking at them for a long time, it suddenly changed its expression and shouted, "Could this be the legendary Yin Skeleton?"
Yin skull?
Jiang Changsheng turned to look at it and said, "You can come in and talk."
Bai Qi was suddenly excited and immediately jumped over the window sill and came to Jiang Changsheng. The demonic aura spread and transformed into a woman in white. It sat next to Jiang Changsheng and said: "This slave was born in the Donglin Dynasty. Fifty years ago, we were I heard that many sects are competing for an evil object called the Yin Skeleton. This Yin Skeleton is an evil spirit of white bones. It has been around for thousands of years. It is said that a thousand years ago, there was an unparalleled strong man. His son died due to revenge. He was unwilling to accept it and used evil martial arts. Xue refined his son's corpse into evil spirit and nourished it for hundreds of years. After another thousand years, the Yin Skull has the strength of a god..."
Tsk tsk.
There is such a magic.
Jiang Changsheng sighed in his heart, it seems that this world is not an ordinary martial arts world, but a fantasy martial arts world.
Bai Qi followed: "It is said that the Yin Skeleton has a special function. I don't know what it is specifically."
It subconsciously wanted to hug Jiang Changsheng's arm, but Jiang Changsheng glanced at it, making it shrink back in fear.
Jiang Changsheng said: "It does have a special and magical effect."
He could feel that the Yin Skull could carry spiritual power and true energy. In other words, if enough true energy was given to it, the Yin Skeleton would be stronger. In addition, the Yin Skeleton had some kind of sealing technique in its body that even the power of gods could not Opening it was probably done by the Golden Body Realm.
The martial arts in this world are really brilliant and diverse, with all kinds of formations and sealing techniques available.
At this moment, a line of words appeared in front of his eyes:
[In the fourteenth year of Qianwu, the left envoy of Juxing Tower came with the Yin Skeleton. You rescued your son, hunted down the enemy, survived a murderous disaster, and received a survival reward - the spell 'Spreading beans to form an army']
Spread the beans and become an army?
Something.
Jiang Changsheng did not pass on the memory immediately, but broke the seal of the Yin Skull.
As soon as his consciousness rushed through, the seal was instantly broken, and with a bang, the evil wind spread, making the windows creak, and Bai Qi shivered in fear.
Immediately afterwards, the white bones on the table began to tremble. Under Bai Qi's nervous gaze, the white bones were quickly spliced together and stood completely on the table. Judging from the skeleton, Yin Skull had the figure of a teenager, estimated to be thirteen or fourteen years old. .
"Who are you……"
Yin Skull made a hoarse voice, but there was a hint of childishness.
Jiang Changsheng said: "Your master, from now on, you will follow me in practice."
Yin Sku immediately turned over and knelt down to worship Jiang Changsheng.
Jiang Changsheng raised his eyebrows, it really worked.
When he broke the seal, he put the reincarnation mark on the Yin Skull. Unexpectedly, he actually surrendered the Yin Skull. He can now feel that he can use the reincarnation mark to control the Yin Skull.
No, the reincarnation mark is just a connection. The main reason is that the sealing technique is so profound that no matter who breaks the seal, the Yin Skull will worship him as the master.
Jiang Changsheng smiled and said: "Bai Qi, take it out and let it stay under the tree from now on."
Bai Qi asked curiously: "Aren't you afraid of being seen?"
"Not afraid."
Jiang Changsheng calmly said that no one can sneak into his courtyard unless he acquiesces. Even if the name of Yin Skull spreads, he is not afraid. This treasure can fall into the hands of Juxing Tower, and Juxing Tower can keep it, why can't he ?
Bai Qi hesitated for a moment, sighed, and then left the house with the Yin Skull.
Jiang Changsheng looked at the scroll and found that there was a hidden space in the scroll. Although it was not big, it was enough to hide the Yin Skull.
Not bad, you can keep it for later storage.
Jiang Changsheng put the scroll away, then meditated on the bed to pass on the memory of spreading beans and forming an army.
Soon, he was moved.
This spell...
There is something!
As the name suggests, the beans are scattered and turned into soldiers. However, these beans are transformed by spiritual power. Jiang Changsheng can reserve a large amount of spiritual power beans. Even a trace of spiritual power can turn the beans into soldiers with stronger combat effectiveness than ordinary soldiers.
As long as the beans fall to the ground and come into contact with the soil, they will directly turn into soldiers. In other words, Jiang Changsheng can give the spiritual beans to others for use.
As Jiang Changsheng's spiritual power becomes stronger and stronger, the soldiers he creates will only become stronger.
Gee, is this really just a spell?
It is indeed a survival reward brought by the superposition of the two god-level combat powers, not bad.
After Jiang Changsheng passed on the memory, he began to condense the spiritual beans. This process was not difficult, and he could create a handful of beans in one breath.
The limit of spreading beans into soldiers lies in the spiritual power of the caster. He calculated carefully and found that he could create a hundred spiritual beans in one second, which did not consume much spiritual power. After all, his spiritual power could now be used in a vast number of ways. describe.
He casually threw a bean on the ground. The bean quickly grew in size and transformed into his figure. Under his control, the bean soldier did not move, but stayed still.
After about a stick of incense, the bean soldiers dispersed without a trace.
In other words, the bean soldiers only have one stick of incense to fight.
enough.
Jiang Changsheng took out a small bag from the cabinet, directly created a large number of spiritual beans, put them in, filled them up, and then pinned them to his waist.
"In the future, I can use it as a tips bag and give it to others to promote my vast magical power."
Jiang Changsheng thought silently, and then started practicing.
Early the next morning, the body of the left envoy of Juxing Tower was hung on the north city gate, frightening many warriors and common people who came in and out.
There is also a notice posted next to the city gate:
The god of the Jin Dynasty sneaked into the palace late at night and wanted to assassinate His Majesty. He overestimated his own ability and the crime cannot be punished!
…
In the wilderness, surrounded by mountains, there is an inn next to the official road. There are several fierce horses, and there is a butcher slaughtering pigs next to the stables.
"Have you heard that a god from the Jin Dynasty assassinated His Majesty a month ago?"
"Real or false? What's the result?"
"Of course he died a tragic death. His body was hung on the city wall. He was really useless. God and man are nothing more than that."
"In all likelihood, it was the Martial God of Long Qiguan who took action."
"Tsk tsk, the God of War is really hardworking. Is the emperor his apprentice? I think he is his son, so I keep an eye on him day and night."
The martial arts people in the inn were discussing, while an old man and a young man were listening quietly in the corner.
The old man was wearing gray clothes, with white hair and even beard. If Jiang Changsheng were here, he would definitely recognize him. This man is Long Qiguan's former second senior brother and senior brother, Meng Qiuhe.
Meng Qiuhe is now over 70 years old. He is not as sharp as he was when he was young, nor does he have the demeanor of a strong man. He looks like an ordinary old man.
Meng Qiuhe sighed softly: "He is still so powerful."
Sitting next to him was a young man, dressed as a knight, with a sword on his back and one foot on the stool. He was not sitting up, looking casual, but he looked quite handsome.
The young man held the wine bottle with one hand, poured it into his mouth, drank it all in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and said with a smile: "The Immortal Master of Immortality is indeed amazing, otherwise my father and the elders of the same sect would not have died in his hands." .”
Meng Qiuhe glanced at him and asked: "You can still laugh, shouldn't you be so angry that your teeth are itching?"
The young man waved his hand, moved his head closer to Meng Qiuhe, and laughed softly: "What do you hate? Without Dragon Tower, I am more comfortable now. The reason why my father died was because of his own will. The immortal master who can defeat them will inevitably To surpass the gods and reach the legendary realm, first let him dominate the Thirteen States and help our Dragon Tower kill more surrounding enemies. When he dies, Dragon Tower will rise again to take control of the world."
"No matter how strong a person is, he will never be able to defeat the gods. The Immortal Master of Immortality is a Taoist who has no children. If he dies, don't these thirteen states belong to the Dragon Tower? This is the foundation of the Dragon Tower. It has been built for thousands of years. How can it be? It will be over in one fight. When the time comes, I will raise my arms and no one in the world of martial arts will dare to disobey."
Meng Qiuhe sarcastically said: "You really worked hard, the price is too high, isn't it?"
The young man shrugged, looking slightly drunk, and said: "What's the big price? My father became obsessed with practicing martial arts and had demonic obstacles in his heart. The others who died were all dying people. I heard from my old slave that the Dragon Tower has been declining for hundreds of years. In the past, when the imperial sects of the ten directions discussed martial arts, the Mahayana Dragon Tower was defeated. There are powerful enemies outside, and there are immortal masters who are uncontrollable inside. If it were you, what would you do?"
