Lu Shenzhou didn't know why he kept Li Canghai. To deal with Daozu?
His hatred for Daozu is actually not that deep, but more of reluctance and curiosity.
In his heart, he even looked forward to seeing Daozu again.
What kind of existence can despise the divine martial arts world, and why the divine martial arts world can't do anything to him?
And those incredible abilities...
Thinking of this, Lu Shenzhou's eyes softened. He guessed that Li Canghai must be related to Dao Ancestor. In this case, he should treat Li Canghai well.
Daozu was so bright that his true appearance was not revealed. Maybe Daozu was someone Li Canghai knew, but Li Canghai didn't know it.
While Lu Shenzhou was thinking, Li Canghai also had a lot of inner activities.
Compared with Lu Shenzhou's curiosity, he felt more fear and confusion.
In his eyes, Daozu was the murderer of his sweetheart and his best friend. Even the world of Shenwu could not help Daozu. He existed like this but deliberately left him alive. How could he not be afraid?
He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid that Daozu will take advantage of him.
In ancient legends, there are many evil heretics who incite people's hearts, causing warriors to step into the abyss and become the scum of the human race that will be infamous throughout the ages.
Li Canghai cares more about reputation than life and death.
Lu Shenzhou said: "Go back and wait. Think of big things, control your temper, and turn your hatred and anger into the fighting spirit to practice."
Li Canghai took a deep breath, nodded slowly, turned and left.
Lu Shenzhou looked at his back and shook his head slightly.
After a while, a figure appeared in front of Lu Shenzhou out of thin air. This warrior was wearing a white brocade and blue robe. He had an ordinary face but extraordinary momentum.
"Your Majesty, two more Divine Punishment Armies have been mobilized, and the War Lord Dugu Miao has also left in person."
The man in blue robe whispered, his eyes showing a ferocious look like a beast.
Lu Shenzhou opened his eyes, and his whole aura suddenly changed. He once again became the famous Shenwu Venerable who looked down upon the world.
"Hmph, Dugu Mou bullied me by relying on his status as a martial master. Do you really think I'm an idiot like Ye Shenkong who only knows how to practice?"
Lu Shenzhou mocked, his tone full of killing intent.
The man in blue robe said: "As long as the Lord gives the order, we will take action at any time!"
Lu Shenzhou looked towards the horizon, his eyes calmed down, and said, "Wait for one more person."
The man in blue robe was slightly surprised, but he didn't ask any more questions.
"The great calamity is coming, and the wind is about to rise. Whether you will ride on the wind or be annihilated by the wind depends on your ability."
Lu Shenzhou muttered to himself, the corners of his mouth raised, and he smiled unruly.
…
The years are long.
Time comes to the 399th year of Dingtian. In this year, Jiang Ziyu is preparing to abdicate, and a new round of deification is about to begin.
Since he ascended the throne, Jiang Ziyu's own skill growth has slowed down. Now that the situation has stabilized, he feels it's time to give in.
Jiang Xiu has been a prince for more than three hundred years, and he has long been unable to hold himself back.
There is a big difference between being subordinate to one person and being dominant to one person. The higher you stand, the more you want to take a step forward.
After so many years of development, the list of gods has been growing, and forty-nine new righteous gods have been added, plus the remaining righteous gods are enough.
There can be fewer righteous gods, but more heavenly soldiers, heavenly generals, and god-servers will be enough. Moreover, there are already more meritorious officials in the founding of the dynasty than in later generations.
The Ceremony of Conferring Gods has become the most grand festival in Tianjing. Nowadays, Tianjing is not what it used to be, and those vassal races also come to watch and even look forward to it.
This time, Chen Li was in charge of the canonization of gods. Jiang Changsheng would not show up in person again. He handed over the list of canonizations to Chen Li. Chen Li was flattered by this. With all his efforts, he had completely confirmed his identity as the Great Heavenly Lord.
Inside the Zixiao Palace.
Mu Lingluo asked with a smile: "Which level of heaven will Ziyu live in after he becomes the Emperor of Heaven?"
Jiang Changsheng was refining elixirs and replied: "Let's go to the tenth level of heaven. I will jump to the next level."
There will be generations of immortals and gods in the heaven, and one day there will be seniority. He wants to make staying in Gao Chongtian an honor and a symbol of status.
Bai Qi lay aside and asked with a smile: "Master, when will you have another son?"
Mu Linluo looked at Jiang Changsheng expectantly.
Jiang Changsheng controlled Samadhi True Fire and did not answer.
Another one?
never mind!
He already had enough children and grandchildren, and he didn't want to spend any more energy worrying about them.
"Speaking of which, Ji Wujun and Yu Yanyi still miss you and want to live in Zixiao Palace..."
Bai Qi rolled his eyes and said casually, it doesn't always stay by Jiang Changsheng's side. It often leaves Zixiao Palace to win people's hearts.
It knows that Heaven will become bigger and bigger in the future, and it is most important to build its own network of relationships.
"If you keep talking nonsense, I will throw you out and let them replace you."
"Forget it, they don't matter, I'll stay with you, you can be comfortable!"
Bai Qi chuckled and said, no longer mentioning others.
Mu Lingluo changed the subject and asked curiously: "This pill can really make people break through the Martial Emperor?"
Jiang Changsheng said: "Yes, but this elixir will drain your potential. After becoming the Martial Emperor, it will be difficult to make further progress."
Taishang Alchemy recorded various kinds of elixirs, and he made them according to the Immortal Emperor's elixir.
Take one of the Immortal Emperor Pills and you will become an immortal instantly.
However, the medicinal materials of the Immortal Emperor Pill are extremely precious and rare, and the core medicinal materials cannot be found in Kunlun Realm. He can only find some medicinal materials with similar efficacy, but the efficacy is greatly reduced, and at most it can reach the strength of the Emperor of Heaven and Earth.
Currently, the medicinal materials collected by Heavenly Court are only enough to refine one hundred Martial Emperor Pills. This is already the largest amount of medicinal materials that can be collected in the entire Kunlun world. Moreover, Jiang Changsheng is not 100% successful in refining it. If he can successfully refine one third of it, it means that he is Alchemy genius.
Although he has the Supreme Alchemy Way, he still has to practice the art of alchemy by himself.
The function of the Emperor Martial Pill is not for those in heaven. There is luck on the list of gods and luck in the heaven. Heavenly soldiers will reach the realm of Emperor Martial sooner or later. It just takes time. Emperor Martial Pill is reserved for Tianjing.
As soon as Jiang Ziyu ascends to immortality, he will draw away Tianjing's elite. Jiang Xiu needs his own power to stabilize Chao Gang and win people's hearts.
Mu Lingluo sat next to him, staring at Jiang Changsheng with a smile on his face.
She naturally knew that Jiang Changsheng was refining elixirs for his grandson. Since the opening of the Heavenly Court, the distance between Jiang Changsheng and the people around him has obviously become farther and farther. Although they are all in the same place, his descendants and old people do not dare to find him easily.
She had also been worried that Jiang Changsheng would cut off his seven emotions and six desires after regaining his identity as the ancestor of all immortals. Now it seems that she was overly worried.
Jiang Changsheng sensed her thoughts, turned his head and winked at her, making her smile even more.
Jiang Changsheng didn't want to show off to the people around him. When he first came to the world of martial arts, he hoped that he would be alone for the rest of his life and focus on practicing. But after experiencing so much, he cherished the people around him more and more.
The road to pursuing the great road does not have to be lonely!
One year later.
After Jiang Changsheng finished his alchemy refining, he only refined twenty-one Martial Emperor Pills, which proved that he was not the most talented person in the alchemy path, but he was not bad either.
The conferment of gods has also ended. Jiang Ziyu became the Emperor of Heaven and brought forty-nine righteous gods and 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals to heaven. Jiang Xiu officially ascended the throne and changed his reign name to Chengtian.
The first year of Chengtian!
Jiang Changsheng went down to earth in person, met with Jiang Xiu alone, and gave him the Emperor Martial Pill.
Jiang Xiu was overjoyed and quickly thanked his grandfather, and the relationship between his grandfather and his grandson became much closer.
…
In the ninth heaven, Jiang Ziyu was wearing the robes of the Emperor of Heaven and sitting on the throne of the Emperor of Heaven, with endless aftertaste.
The immortals had dispersed, leaving only Chen Li, who was looking at him with a smile.
"Is this the position of the Emperor of Heaven? The view is really broad."
Jiang Ziyu said with emotion that he was not describing that the throne of the Emperor of Heaven has special restrictions. Looking down at the world is an extremely wonderful experience that only those sitting on it can understand.
Chen Li smiled and said: "Your Majesty, heaven is more complicated than the sky. It involves many regions and races, so you must be prepared to be affected."
"Was my father also affected by the Heavenly Emperor?"
"Of course not..."
Chen Li was helpless, looking at Jiang Ziyu's smile, he felt his liver hurt.
Although he is already a god, he still suffers from the pain of mortal life.
Afterwards, Chen Li began to introduce the current affairs of the Heavenly Court. Jiang Ziyu stopped joking and listened carefully. He had to prove himself as a newbie. Fortunately, most of the Immortal Class were his former subordinates, so he did not need to win over people's hearts.
the other side.
In the tenth heaven, above the sea of clouds, Lord Yan was sitting in meditation, feeling uneasy.
He had long been looking forward to meeting Daozu, but when the day came, he was very nervous.
After seeing the magnificence of the Conferred Gods List, his cognitive outlook was shattered.
This is definitely not martial arts!
Coupled with his experience over the years, his awe of Daozu began to turn into worship.
However, he was not ranked as a righteous god, not even a heavenly soldier. Just when he was in despair, the heavenly king sent a message to him, asking him to go to heaven together. Daozu wanted to see him.
It had been several days since Chen Li had brought him to the Tenth Heaven, and he had only told him to wait. When he first arrived, he could only wait uneasily, but the longer he waited, the more random thoughts he had.
He was even worried that Dao Ancestor would not tolerate him. After all, he had destroyed so many martial arts circles and had committed many sins.
If immortals and gods really exist and are not just powerful warriors, then the merits and karma promoted in the world must also exist.
He had no idea of escaping, but was thinking of how to make amends.
As he was thinking about it, a bell suddenly rang in his mind, shocking his soul. He fell into a trance and closed his eyes.
Most of the day later, Flame Lord woke up. He slowly opened his eyes, and a light flashed in his eyes.
"Is this the Immortal God Tradition..."
Yanzhu, like Taishi Changce, Hei Hu, Chang Yaoling, and Ye Zhan, were impressed by everything in the world.
This is definitely not martial arts!
Martial arts cannot connect the dreams of so many creatures together!
Yanzhu suddenly felt something, looked up, his expression changed drastically, he quickly stood up and knelt before the sea of clouds.
"Tao...Tao Ancestor..."
Lord Yan said tremblingly, his forehead pressed against the clouds, not daring to look at Jiang Changsheng.
The Taoist ancestor sitting on the Qianyuan God's throne on the avenue was mysterious and domineering. Yanzhu only glanced at it briefly and it was deeply engraved in his mind. He could not forget it. Although he did not see the true appearance of the Taozu clearly, the figure and the throne shocked him.
After traveling in the Xuanhuang world for so long, he has never seen such a figure, and he cannot describe it in words.
"Yan Xu, a disciple of the Yan Clan, has committed many sins. Your achievements cannot offset your karma and you cannot become an immortal."
Jiang Changsheng's voice fell slowly and his words were indifferent, which made Lord Yan's heart sink to the bottom.
"However, I can give you another chance, and also give the Yan Clan a chance."
Sorry, it’s late again. My schedule has been a bit messy for the past few days. I’ll wipe it out.
(End of chapter)
