The tip that Jiang Changsheng gave to Arakawa was a piece of golden-scaled jade leaf. Different from the spiritual beans that spawned soldiers, the golden-scaled jade leaf was a magic weapon that he could control. He wanted to see if there was a survival reward for killing enemies from a distance.
After breaking through the seventh level of Taoist natural skills, his spiritual consciousness has long since transformed. He left a trace of spiritual consciousness on the golden scale jade leaf. Once this spiritual consciousness is turned on, it can only last for one stick of incense, so he asked Arakawa not to use it in advance. , so that he can lock onto the golden body enemy when the time comes.
The function of his spiritual thoughts is equivalent to Jiang Changsheng's eyes. He can control the golden scales and jade leaves to lock onto the enemy from a distance of a hundred thousand miles. Even if his spiritual thoughts dissipate, a thought of his can make the golden scales and jade leaves fly back by themselves. This is the power of the magic weapon. at.
In just one stick of incense, the golden scales and jade leaves are enough to kill someone in the golden body realm!
This is the difference between cultivating immortals and martial arts. Cultivating immortals is not only powerful in the physical body, but also the soul, while martial arts only focuses on the physical body. At least the martial arts realm he has been exposed to currently does not involve the soul.
If you don’t know the soul, you can’t perceive the essence of heaven and earth!
Jiang Changsheng looked at Jiang Jian who had already started practicing, and thought to himself: "When will someone from the Qiankun realm come to me and let me see how good he is."
The martial arts in this world are not low-level martial arts, but obviously fantasy martial arts. Because he has been staying in Longqi Temple, the realm span of the warriors he comes into contact with will not be too large.
At least in this land, the Qiankun Realm is a legend that few people know.
If he did not have a survival system and could not cultivate immortality, perhaps he would have to go to the Xiansheng Cave to practice. When the Xiansheng Cave could not satisfy him, he would have to go overseas, constantly changing the environment, and the realm of the warriors he comes into contact with would continue to improve.
It’s quite tiring when I think about it.
Fortunately, I am a cultivator.
Jiang Changsheng thought silently.
With nothing to do, he decided to play with the incense calculation again.
[Current incense value: 4630032]
"I want to know how strong the Qiankun Realm is?"
[10,000 incense points need to be consumed, do you want to continue?]
no.
The Qiankun realm is worth ten thousand incense.
From this point of view, the incense value does not completely represent the combat value, but is the price of the realm gradient.
Jiang Changsheng had another idea.
"I want to know how strong is the Three-Dongtian realm?"
[1,000,000 incense points need to be consumed, do you want to continue?]
no!
One million incense worth!
Apart from him, the strongest warrior on this continent only had 90,000 incense points, and the gap suddenly became clear.
Comfortable!
Jiang Changsheng thought again of Tianhai, where the sages of the four seas lived.
"I want to know how strong the strongest warrior in Tianhai is?"
[150,000 incense points need to be consumed, do you want to continue?]
no!
Tsk tsk, there are actually stronger warriors in Tianhai than on this continent. It seems that the martial arts world on the other side of the ocean is stronger.
Jiang Changsheng secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, the continent he stayed in was not the strongest, otherwise it would have been too dangerous.
So far, the system cannot cover the entire world of martial arts. Since the three caves exist, there must be three strong men hiding somewhere.
"Just stay in Dajing and continue to hit a stronger realm. This is the safest thing."
Jiang Changsheng thought silently. He asked some more questions and chose "no" for all of them. Although he didn't get a clear answer, he could more or less guess the answer he wanted.
…
In a bustling city, Jiang Luo sat by the window on the second floor of the inn, drinking quietly. He looked at the street, wondering what he was thinking.
After so many years, he has changed a lot, exuding a dangerous aura all over his body, and the blood-red birthmark makes his eyebrows look even more murderous.
A figure sat opposite him, interrupting his thoughts.
Jiang Luo turned around and asked, "Master, how is the situation?"
Sitting opposite him was a white-haired man, who looked not old, but looked to be in his thirties or forties, wearing a loose white robe.
Apart from them, there were no other guests on the second floor, so Jiang Luo dared to ask directly.
The white-haired man said calmly: "Daqi's dragon vein is not easy to move. I didn't expect that Da Qi actually built the imperial city on the dragon vein. They have opened tunnels and want to steal the dragon vein's luck. It is too difficult. They can only change to another dragon vein." .”
Jiang Luo frowned and asked, "Is Da Qi so strong? You are in the Golden Body realm."
In his opinion, it is good for a dynasty to have gods and men. Most dynasties regard gods as their masters.
The white-haired man said: "Daqi also has a golden body. Speaking of which, he is still my uncle."
"Is it also from Xiansheng Cave Heaven?"
Jiang Luo's brows furrowed even more tightly, and when he mentioned Xiansheng Cave Heaven, his eyes were full of hatred.
While pouring himself wine, the white-haired man nodded and said: "Yes, the origin of martial arts in this continent comes from the Xiansheng Cave, and reaching the golden body level is more or less related to the Xiansheng Cave. This is the Xiansheng Cave." They are not afraid of the rise of the emperor and do not need to control the world."
After hearing this, Jiang Luo poured himself a drink and drank it down.
The white-haired man smiled and said: "You want to avenge your former master, I understand, don't worry, I also want to avenge Xiansheng Cave, don't worry, that day will come sooner or later."
Jiang Luo asked: "Master, how many years has your current skill reached?"
"Almost a thousand years."
The white-haired man smiled confidently. He paused and said, "A realm above the Golden Body realm is no longer a luxury. After this meal, go south. When the time comes, I will let you absorb the skills of others." , Let you step into the realm of gods and humans as soon as possible."
When Jiang Luo heard about the realm of gods and humans, his face showed longing.
…
The war between Dajing and Dahuang did not break out. Ordinary people did not know the strange phenomena of the golden body. The common people thought that the emperor had changed his mind.
Dahuang did not launch an attack immediately, and the two fortune dynasties entered a strange state of peaceful coexistence.
Both dynasties are sending large numbers of troops to the border to guard against each other.
The seasons change.
The thirty-seventh year of Qianwu came, and on June 1st, the wind was warm and the sun was beautiful.
Jiang Changsheng went for a walk in the Jade Bone Green Bamboo Forest. Twelve years after planting, this bamboo forest has grown, which also means that twelve years have passed since the Great Scenery became a dynasty of good fortune.
The bamboo forest looked little different from ordinary bamboo forests, but Jiang Changsheng could feel the spiritual energy, which made him feel relaxed and happy.
The spiritual energy generated by the Jade Bone Green Bamboo Forest and the Earth Spirit Tree has surrounded Longqi Mountain, and it has become a dojo.
Wangchen, who was guarding the bamboo forest, saw Jiang Changsheng approaching and immediately stood up. However, because he stood up too quickly, he ducked his waist and looked in pain.
Jiang Changsheng appeared in front of him out of thin air, used spiritual power to heal his injuries, and helped him sit down slowly.
The elderly Wangchen smiled bitterly and said, "When people get old, their bones tend to show off."
As a former false prince, he was born in the same year as Jiang Changsheng and is now eighty-seven years old. Because his martial arts qualifications are mediocre and he missed the best age for practicing martial arts, his realm is not high, so his life span is naturally the same as that of a normal person.
In the past two years, Wangchen has been prepared to face death. He knows very well that he can live for such a long time thanks to Jiang Changsheng's elixir.
Everyone has his or her own end. Some people can live for a hundred years, but most normal people can only live for seventy or eighty years.
Jiang Changsheng sat down next to him and chatted with him about the past.
Talking about his experience as a prince, Wangchen's expression improved, and he smiled and said: "I have been a prince in my life, experienced the excitement of power struggles, and can follow you to practice Taoism. I am really lucky to follow you to meditate in the mountains. , although it is dull, it is not boring. I feel that time is very slow. This life is long enough. Even if I fall down tomorrow, I will still feel satisfied."
Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, "It's good that you think like this. When people come, they come with nothing, and when they leave, they also leave with nothing to worry about."
Wangchen nodded and suddenly said: "Taoist Master, you are actually the first prince of Dajing. Although you didn't reveal it, I can see that the queen mother can move here and the Yang family can support your apprentice. In fact, the answer It’s already obvious.”
Jiang Changsheng's expression remained unchanged and he did not deny it.
"The emperor was very similar to you when he was a child, and even more so when he became the prince. If I am not wrong, you were not only the real prince back then, but you also used the same method to return it. The emperor today is your son."
"I gave up my status as a prince and lived in a Taoist temple, but I can still dominate the scenery. I am worthy of being an immortal in this world. Wangchen admires me and I am very grateful. Whoever saves me in this world, I am just grateful. You are the only one who saves me. I You will feel very guilty, so I am willing to keep this secret for you. Until now, I am about to leave this world, and I won’t have a chance if I don’t say many things.”
Jiang Changsheng listened quietly to Wangchen talking to himself. As he spoke, Wangchen's voice became lower and lower, and his head drooped.
He had actually wanted to find an opportunity to chat with Jiang Changsheng for a long time, but he was embarrassed to disturb Jiang Changsheng when he usually saw him practicing. With this thought in mind, he relied on elixirs to survive for a few more years.
Listening to Wangchen's words, Jiang Changsheng was also looking back on the first half of his life.
When he was young, he hated the fake prince and even thought about finding an opportunity to kill the fake prince. But when he really saw Wangchen, he realized that it was not just him who was pitiful, but Wangchen was even more pitiful.
Although Jiang Yuan abandoned him, he would still find a way to keep him alive. Those powerful people who took the opportunity to murder him were eradicated by Jiang Yuan after the Demon Sect disaster, which was regarded as revenge for him.
As for Wangchen, he is truly fatherless and motherless, and his futile struggle will only lead to death.
Even though he was a false prince, during the rebellion in the capital, Wangchen still preserved the integrity of the Jiang family's royal family for Jiang Changsheng, the true prince, before he died.
As time flies, Jiang Changsheng has become accustomed to Wangchen's company, accustomed to watching him sweep the floor and serving him tea and water every day.
Before they knew it, they had become a family, a family that was not related by blood.
Jiang Changsheng thought about the Queen's request before she died that he should take more care of Wangchen. She didn't know that the ugly Taoist in the yard was Wangchen, but she knew that it was Jiang Changsheng who rescued the false prince. She said that he was a miserable man. You shouldn't bear hatred.
For Wangchen, time is very slow, but for Jiang Changsheng, time is very fast.
Old friends are leaving one after another, and only time can accompany him.
Wangchen's head suddenly rested on Jiang Changsheng's shoulder, and his voice was extremely weak: "If there is an afterlife... I still want to accompany you... sweep your yard... practice Taoism with you... enjoy the years together... be quiet and well …”
Wangchen's hands fell weakly, and his voice suddenly stopped. He just leaned on Jiang Changsheng's shoulder, as if falling asleep.
Jiang Changsheng raised his head and looked through the bamboo forest to the high blue sky.
He whispered: "There will be a chance."
He suddenly found that he was a nostalgic person. He used to feel that everyone around him was a passer-by in life, but after being with them for a long time, he would not be able to let them go.
Third update!
Update progress 7/15!
The monthly ticket has exceeded 6,000, and the total goal has been increased by one update. It is currently 7/16!
(End of chapter)
