"Can skills also be transferred?"
Jiang Xiu asked in surprise. No matter how calm Jiang Tiansheng was, he was still a child. When he heard the Human King's words, his eyes showed excitement.
The Human King looked pale and said: "The Human King is special. It can indeed be passed on, but it only teaches skills. Even if you have skills that surpass those of gods, your lifespan will not increase unless you can achieve a golden body. To put it bluntly, you are just a person." You have to rely on your own skills and physical strength. If you ascend the throne, the luck of the emperor will also limit your lifespan. It is difficult for the emperor of the lucky dynasty to live over a hundred years old."
Jiang Xiu was moved. He was now the Emperor of Yun Dynasty. Hearing this, he would naturally not be in a good mood.
Jiang Tiansheng said: "It doesn't matter if you don't live to be a hundred years old. It's better to live a wonderful life and make contributions to the great future than to do nothing."
The King of Humans had a changed view on him. Even though Jiang Xiu might be teaching him how to speak, the tone and manner in which he spoke was indeed not that of an ordinary prince.
In this way, Jiang Tiansheng becomes a disciple of the Human King, who will also settle in the capital with his destiny, and a thousand masters of his destiny will assist Jiang Tiansheng.
This matter spread in the capital, causing undercurrents.
The position of the Crown Prince and Crown Prince is not guaranteed!
Because he was too comfortable, the prince did not win over the civil and military officials of the DPRK, but he only had an empty title.
After the second prince Jiang Tianqi found out, he immediately started moving around, while the other princes did not react for the time being.
The news that the Human King chose the twelfth prince of Da Jing spread quickly to the whole world. Different dynasties reacted differently, some were happy, some were frightened, and some were angry.
…
One night in June.
Jiang Changsheng asked Mu Lingluo to dream.
"Hey, brother Changsheng, why is there an extra purple silk ribbon on your waist?" Mu Lingluo asked curiously, staring at Jiang Changsheng's belt.
There was a purple silk ribbon tied around Jiang Changsheng's belt, and Mu Lingluo noticed it at first sight.
Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, "Hang it casually."
Mu Lingluo didn't think much about it. She started talking about the Holy Palace. It had been more than half a month since she joined the Holy Palace. She had a certain understanding of the Holy Palace. With her exaggerated talent, she had already found a master, who was the Holy Palace. The most powerful female warrior in the world has reached the realm of Erdongtian.
Jiang Changsheng listened carefully. Although Mu Linluo's tone was calm, he could feel the excitement in her heart.
It seemed that the Holy Palace really gave her a huge surprise.
"My master is also proficient in a beauty-preserving technique. I have already started to learn it, so that when I come to see you in the future, I will not be old." Mu Lingluo blinked and said a little shyly.
Jiang Changsheng's appearance has not changed at all since she was a child, which makes her always curious.
Jiang Changsheng smiled and pinched her face, causing her face to turn red. She quickly changed the topic and continued to talk about her experiences in the Holy Palace, but did not avoid Jiang Changsheng's hand.
Mu Lingluo talked about the geniuses she met. The boy surnamed Lin who almost defeated her across realms had also entered the Holy Mansion. She was a disciple of the same year as her, named Lin Haotian, and was now reaching the realm of gods and humans.
"Haotian..."
Jiang Changsheng raised his eyebrows, there was something about this name.
After chatting for an hour, Jiang Changsheng began to teach Mu Lingluo how to practice martial arts. After so many years, Mu Lingluo had completely mastered the Nine Gods Fighting Transformation Kung Fu. What Jiang Changsheng wanted to teach her was to make her use it better.
With Jiang Changsheng's presence, Mu Lingluo was able to leap forward to fight in advance, allowing her to gain rich combat experience.
When he met Lin Haotian again, Mu Lingluo would no longer be careless, but would defeat him as quickly as possible.
…
Donghai Dynasty, Imperial City, inside a mansion.
Tianrenfeng, the sect leader of Qiannanhai Sect, and a man in green were sitting at the head table. There were dozens of people sitting on both sides, all of whom had powerful auras.
Tianrenfeng picked up the tea cup and asked casually: "I wonder when Sect Master Tang will be ready to take action?"
The man in green chuckled softly and said: "Don't worry, our sect is in contact with the imperial sects of Dragon Vein Continent. After the departure of Xian Sheng Dongtian, the imperial sects of all parties also have ambitions to expand, which is just for our use. First, we can overthrow the great king Dao Ancestor, and the world will be enough." Let me wait for carving up.”
The warriors sitting in two rows nodded.
"Where did the Dao Ancestor come from? He couldn't be from Dajing. It's unbelievable that he transcended the Qiankun realm before he was one hundred and twenty years old."
"My sect has investigated at sea and found no clues."
"Whether he is the real Eternal Wizard or a fake, he has blocked our way and must be eliminated."
"That's right, unless you give up the Dragon Vein Continent, you will run into him sooner or later. Da Jing's offensive clearly has the ambition to annex the world."
"Our strength alone is not enough. Let's continue to win over other maritime forces. The worst we can do is divide the Dragon Vein Continent equally. We all have our own island groups. There is no need to risk everything for one continent."
The warriors were talking a lot. They were all masters of the sects under the Qiannan Hai Sect and the man in Tsing Yi. The weakest could reach the realm of gods and humans, and each of them had the right to speak.
The man in green, who was called the Tang Sect Leader, said: "The Tao Ancestor must be a strong man in the Cave Heaven, and all the human kings in the Dragon Vein Continent were defeated by him. He must be an extremely powerful being in the First Cave Heaven, and maybe even in the Second Cave Heaven. My plan is to find a way to gather five Yidongtian strongmen to join forces to fight against Dao Ancestor. If they are unable to defeat them, everyone will retreat and abandon Dragon Vein Continent."
Tian Renfeng narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "Five people in one cave, this is not an easy task. In addition to you and me, we have to find three more. I can win over one, and the other two, the Chaozong of Dragon Vein Continent can It’s impossible to make three people into one cave.”
Sect Leader Tang said: "Since I proposed such a plan, I am sure of it, but if I want to attract them, I must give up two-thirds of the dragon veins. Sect Master Tianren, please agree first, and then defeat Dao Ancestor. If you cannot defeat them, the benefits will be Divisions are empty talk.”
Hearing this, Tianrenfeng readily agreed. The masters of the two sects looked at each other, and in the end no one refuted.
Daozu put too much pressure on them all!
…
Great scenery, Yuzhou, seaside port.
A large number of workers were busy, and the port was still under construction. Ten miles away, a large number of soldiers were training in the sea. Thief God and Song Li stood on the beach, looking side by side.
The Thief God asked: "How long will it take for this navy to take shape?"
Song Li pondered: "Ten years, I'm talking about an elite navy that can establish a foothold on the sea. If it is just exploration, two or three years will be enough, but that is too dangerous, and Dajing is not in a hurry to explore the ocean at the moment, is it?" "
The God of Thieves felt it was reasonable and said: "Indeed, what Da Jing needs are elite teachers. You have performed well. I will write down your achievements one by one in the book and hand it over to the emperor."
Song Li smiled and said, "Thank you, sir."
Although he is a god and has a higher level than the God of Thieves, he must please the God of Thieves in order to climb up in the Great Scenery.
The Thief God asked some more questions, and Song Li answered truthfully.
While chatting, Song Li suddenly squinted his eyes and looked in one direction.
The God of Thieves noticed the change in his expression and turned around to see a figure approaching from the end of the sea level.
That's right!
Come on!
Judging from his silhouette, he should be a person, walking on the sea as if walking on flat ground.
The Thief God frowned and said, "Enemy?"
Song Li said: "Probably not. I'll go take a look. Sir, be careful."
After saying that, he jumped up and flew towards the sea level.
The God of Thieves immediately took out a pen and paper, wrote a note and whistled. A Wanli Eagle fell from the sky. He immediately stuffed the note into the small tube on the Wanli Eagle's paw. He patted the Wanli Eagle's head. The Thousand Mile Eagle flapped its wings and flew away, disappearing at the end of the forest in the blink of an eye.
…
In the mountains and forests.
Jiang Changsheng was walking in the woods, and the Dao lines between his eyebrows condensed and appeared, absorbing a lot of soil and trees.
He was going to build his own Taoist world. He first built the soil, and then transplanted part of the Jade Bone Green Bamboo Forest into it. Because he needed too much soil, vegetation, and spiritual energy, he had to leave Longqi Temple and go to the deserted mountains. He left a clone in the courtyard to protect the capital.
This area is the largest uninhabited mountainous area in Dajing. There are no human traces, only wild beasts and monsters, but such monsters are not strong.
While absorbing the soil, vegetation, and stones along the way, he spread his spiritual thoughts to avoid being bumped into. Although there was no one around, he was still afraid of a sudden intrusion by an expert.
Along the way, the bottom layer of the Dao boundary has been covered with soil, and a large number of flowers, plants and trees are concentrated in one corner.
Half an hour later, Jiang Changsheng was finally satisfied. He walked thousands of miles to avoid damaging the ecology. Even so, the place he passed was still a mess.
He was about to leave when he suddenly stopped and the lines between his eyebrows disappeared.
He turned and walked in one direction.
After a while, he saw a temple in the forest. The trees in this area were so tall that it would be difficult to spot the temple if flying over the woods.
Jiang Changsheng walked straight into the temple.
This temple is not big, more like a courtyard, with four rooms and a lobby.
When he came to the lobby, he saw an old monk knocking on wooden fish and chanting sutras with his back to him.
Jiang Changsheng looked at the Buddha statue in front of him. This Buddha statue was not kind-faced, but more like an Arhat who was subduing demons. He was glaring angrily and had a tall body. He was holding a bowl in his left hand and an ax in his right hand. It was extremely weird.
"The donor is here. Do you have any questions you want to answer?"
The old monk turned his back to Jiang Changsheng and asked casually.
Jiang Changsheng smiled and said: "Does this small temple of yours still accept pilgrims? But within a radius of three thousand miles, it is difficult to see people. How can anyone come to burn incense on weekdays?"
The reason why he was attracted to this place was because of the old monk's skill.
Qiankun realm!
It is simply unbelievable that there is a master hidden in the great scene. If the Mahayana Dragon Tower knew about it, wouldn't it be scary to death?
Perhaps this person came to Dajing in recent decades.
Nowadays, only the masters of Qiankun Realm and Dongtian Realm can attract Jiang Changsheng's attention. He just calculated that this guy's worth is equivalent to fifteen thousand incense points.
The old monk stopped knocking on the wooden fish, stood up slowly, and said, "It turns out that the Taoist ancestor came here, but the poor monk was rude."
He turned around, revealing a horrifying face. Half of his face was burned and his eyes almost fell out. The other half of his face looked very weathered, like an old man in his sixties or seventies.
Jiang Changsheng was not frightened by the old monk's face, because his spiritual sense had already detected it.
He asked calmly: "How do you know I am Dao Ancestor?"
The old monk replied: "Amitabha, the Great Scenery is a time of luck, but there is no luck in you. Apart from the mysterious Taoist ancestor, the poor monk can't think of anyone else."
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