After hearing Jiang Xuanzhen's words, everyone in the courtyard looked at him.
Ji Wujun looked at him with admiration in his eyes, while the others were stunned.
"My master is an immortal, how can he be the emperor?" Bai Qi shouted. Jiang Tianming stared at Jiang Xuanzhen, curious about his identity.
"Emperor, are you stimulated?"
"Tsk tsk, it's okay to give up the throne. It's true that Emperor Jing has not been able to do it these years."
"Actually, it's normal. Since ancient times, most of the dynasties have been dim-witted and mediocre kings. How could there be so many sage and wise kings?"
"I don't think they are to blame. Emperor Yanwu, Emperor Dinghe and even Hongzong all have ambitions, but the deadlock is too deep. The only one who can be blamed is Anzong. He is really a waste!"
Listening to everyone's discussion, Jiang Xuanzhen did not raise his head, his forehead stuck to the ground, and blood began to flow. After a while, a voice came from the Taoist temple: "Come in."
The Taoist temple door then opened.
Jiang Xuanzhen raised his head with tears still wet. He looked at the Taoist temple. He suddenly felt uneasy. His knees seemed to have taken root and he couldn't stand up.
"You brat, why are you still standing there? If you have any demands, go and tell your ancestors."
The Sword God patted Jiang Xuanzhen on the shoulder and urged.
Jiang Xuanzhen came to his senses, stood up quickly, walked tremblingly into Zixiao Palace, and the door was closed.
Bai Qi, Ye Xundi and others continued to chat, wondering what Dao Ancestor and Jiang Xuanzhen would talk about.
After entering the Taoist temple, Jiang Xuanzhen found that the space inside was extremely open, like a palace, and his eyes fell on Jiang Changsheng. Jiang Changsheng sat meditating on the futon, with the Sunlight shining behind his head like a small sun, making it impossible for Jiang Xuanzhen to spy on his true appearance.
He is truly an immortal!
Such thoughts came to Jiang Xuanzhen's mind, and he quickly walked to Jiang Changsheng, knelt down, and kowtowed three times.
"Ancestor...ancestor"
Jiang Xuanzhen said cautiously that he had fantasized about meeting his ancestors countless times, but at this juncture, he didn't know what to say and his mind went blank.
The atmosphere was silent.
Jiang Xuanzhen also gradually calmed down and his thoughts returned.
At this time, Jiang Changsheng said, "Have you thought about it carefully? What exactly do you need me to do for you?"
Jiang Xuanzhen took a deep breath and said, "Please, ancestor, ascend the throne!"
He raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Changsheng, with a firm look on his face, and said: "Emperors of all generations have been wrong. The root of the problem is not family, but luck. Luck limits the emperor's lifespan, making it impossible for the emperor to become powerful. You are an immortal. Your life span will definitely not be limited by luck, only you can save the situation!"
Jiang Changsheng said calmly: "In the future, I will change Da Jing's destiny so that the emperor's life span will no longer be limited."
When Jiang Xuanzhen heard this, he became even more excited and said: "That's useless. It's difficult for me and my descendants to become powerful men with a powerful presence in the world in two hundred years. If we give it to other vassal kings, it will be against Taizong's will. Only when you ascend the throne can you completely change the Great Scenery. If you can be the emperor of the Great Scenery for hundreds of years, and you choose a descendant who will grow up, it will not be considered as disobedience to Taizong's legacy."
I can no longer be emperor. I need to be responsible for this troubled world and bear the resentment of the people in the world. And I don’t want to be emperor again. I don’t have the ability. "
Speaking of this, Jiang Xuanzhen's tears couldn't stop flowing down again. He thought of his father and Jiang Xuannian.
My royal brother paved the way for me and supported me to become a powerful vassal king, but I was too impulsive. I killed my royal brother, put myself in trouble, and even abolished my martial arts. My ancestors, I am really not suitable to be the emperor. I Jiang Xuanzhen, who had never wanted to be the emperor since he was a child, burst into tears, his tone full of grievances, guilt and pain.
Ever since he was sensible, he had believed that Jiang Xuannian was the emperor, so he never thought about himself as the emperor. This mentality remained until he grew up. Jiang Changsheng listened to his story and carefully examined this issue.
After becoming an immortal, it was difficult for him to meet an opponent in this world, so it was not impossible to relax for a while. In addition, he saw Jiang Ziyu's soul. Perhaps some regrets can be made up for, and at the same time pave the way for the growth of luck and incense values.
In the early morning, Mu Lingluo returned to the Longqishan courtyard and saw Chen Li and Bai Zun there. She came to Ji Wujun's side and asked in a low voice: "The Emperor is here?"
Ji Wujun nodded and said, "I've been in there for almost half a month and haven't come out yet." So long?
Mu Lingluo was curious. What she cared about most was Jiang Changsheng. This was the first time Jiang Changsheng had been in seclusion for so many years.
She turned to look at Chen Li in front of the stone table and asked, "Chen Li, how many years have the conflicts in the world been going on? Now there are still alien races making trouble. When will this farce end?"
Chen Li glanced at the Taoist temple and said, "Come on, the real prosperity of the Great Scenery is coming."
Bai Zun said with a hint of regret: "Unfortunately, according to what you said, the emperor has been deposed and his life has been wasted."
He has always been full of expectations for Jiang Xuanzhen, but since Jiang Xuanzhen ascended the throne, the princes of the world have fought for him, making him a puppet and suffering all kinds of hardships. According to what the Sword God, Ye Xundi, and Ji Wujun said, on the way to rescue, the emperor The ambition to build a new world has been lost.
So who in this world is suitable to be emperor? You can't let the King of Northern Xinjiang become the emperor, right? "Ye Xundi asked helplessly.
Sword God said: Jiang Luo is pretty good. ” Everyone began to discuss who among the vassal kings in the world was suitable to be the emperor.
After a while, the door of the Taoist temple suddenly opened, and Jiang Xuanzhen walked out. He put on a Taoist robe with a smile on his face, his hair was neatly trimmed, and he became full of vitality. Everyone looked at him. Bai Qi was about to speak when he saw Jiang Changsheng following Jiang Xuanzhen.
Seeing Jiang Changsheng, Mu Lingluo's eyes lit up, and he immediately stepped forward and asked with concern: "Did the breakthrough succeed?"
Jiang Changsheng smiled and nodded.
Jiang Xuanzhen silently walked aside to make way for his ancestor.
Bai Qi quickly asked: "Master, what are your plans next?"
Everyone stared at Jiang Changsheng.
Jiang Changsheng took Mu Lingluo's hand and said softly: "I promised that the matchmaker would marry you, so I should fulfill my promise."
Mu Lingluo was stunned and asked in surprise: "When did you agree?"
Bai Qi smiled coquettishly and said: I remember the master promised Hua Jianxin. "
Jiang Changsheng looked at it and said, "Yes, I promised her that I would marry her openly in the next life."
Bai Qi was confused and didn't understand what Jiang Changsheng meant.
When Mu Linluo heard this, her heart trembled and her eyes became complicated. One of her previous guesses seemed to be true.
Chen Li obviously guessed Jiang Changsheng's intention. He immediately stepped forward, bowed and saluted, and said, "Thank you, Taoist ancestor, this is a great blessing!"
Bai Zun and Ji Wujun seemed to have thought of something, their expressions changed greatly, and then they showed expressions of surprise.
"Not only do I want to ascend the throne, but I also want to bring the people of Da Jing the opportunity to ascend to immortality. The Taoist ancestor has experienced hundreds of worlds of mortals. In his last life, he was ordered by the king and had perfect merit. He ascended to Da Jing during the day and ushered in a prosperous age of immortals and gods. Such a story, What do you think?"
Jiang Changsheng said calmly. These words made everyone breathe quickly.
Daozu is the emperor!
They all had fantasized about the Taoist ancestor ascending the throne and proclaiming himself emperor, but Jiang Changsheng had always refused on the grounds of cultivation. They didn't expect that they would finally be here today.
Everyone got excited.
"Okay, you should be the emperor!"
"Yun Chao's suppression of the emperor's life span will definitely not work on you."
"Hahaha, if you ascend the throne, who among the princes in the world would dare to resist?"
"A prosperous age of immortals and gods? Can we become immortals?"
Jiang Xuanzhen was smiling, and he was even a little proud, because he felt that he had convinced his ancestors, and when he thought of the immortal world envisioned by his ancestors,
he just
Very excited.
Da Jing is really about to take off!
Chen Li cupped his hands and said, "The world is in chaos, and rebellious ministers and traitors are in power. The emperor asks his ancestors to ascend the throne and clear away the filth in the world. It will definitely become a good story, but I need someone to prove your life experience."
After the words fell, Jiang Changsheng's forehead showed the Eye of the Great Path, with bright golden light. Everyone was stunned when they saw it. Jiang Tianming couldn't help but touch his third eye, and all three eyes showed envy and yearning.
Jiang Changsheng said: "Yang Che is still alive, let him prove it."
After that, he looked at the sky and murmured: "It's time to make up for the regret, not only mine, but also yours."
Everyone didn't understand who he was talking about, but that didn't stop everyone from being excited.
Daozu has decided to ascend the throne, and it will be great to see what happens next!
They were looking forward to the reaction of those princes.
Xuanting, in a large hall.
Zhu Kuangji's son, Zhu Tianjia, sat on a chair with an extremely gloomy expression, while the black-robed man, Taoist Priest Qingxu, and Xu Mang sat on both sides, and the atmosphere was silent.
Zhu Tianjia stared at the man in black robes and said in a deep voice: "The emperor has gone to Longqi Temple. What should we do next? Will the Taoist ancestor anger Hualong Mansion?"
The man in black robe shook his head and said: "At most, Dao Ancestor is protecting the Emperor. If he was angry, he would have taken action long ago. Don't forget how your father and An Chang died. At that time, Dao Ancestor could have leveled Xuanting. It's okay if the Emperor is gone now." , then everyone should rely on their abilities to compete with the princes of the world. Now we are powerful, even if there is no emperor, we can sweep the world and create a new dynasty!"
Xu Mang couldn't help but recall the scene that day. His foreign master had just finished disdainful of Daozu and died.
He seemed calm, but he was extremely nervous. He was afraid that these people would be bold enough to speak arrogantly against Daozu. Fortunately, they were very afraid of Daozu. When Zhu Tianjia heard this, he thought it was reasonable. Daozu had already started to intervene, so why wait until today.
"Okay, then I will fight for the world openly and openly. Who among the princes in the world is my opponent?"
Zhu Tianjia said passionately that with the support of Hualong Mansion and the man in black robe, he would not take the world's heroes seriously.
An hour later.
The black-robed man, Taoist Priest Qingxu, returned to his mansion.
As soon as they were sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, a figure emerged from the ground. It was a black shadow, in the shape of a human, and its true appearance could not be seen clearly.
"How long do we have to wait? The leader of my tribe is already a little impatient."
The black shadow said solemnly, his voice hoarse.
The man in black robe poured himself a glass of wine, drank it down in one gulp, and said, "If the Tiansu clan can't wait, why not invade Dajing directly?"
The shadow was silent.
Taoist Priest Qingxu looked at him and asked, "When will the Qiangliang clan arrive?"
The man in black robe put down his wine glass and looked at the shadow.
The Qiangliang clan is a mountain that weighs on their hearts. They are waiting for the Qiangliang clan to attack and fight against Daozu.
