In the thirty-fourth year of Kaiyuan, Xu Tianji, the leader of the Guiyuan God Sect, gathered in the capital with eighteen sects to challenge the immortal Taoist, more than half of the five hundred masters were killed and injured, and Xu Tianji, the overlord of a generation of martial arts, was captured, and his life and death are unknown.

The mastery of Miaozong has spread all over the world, and the name of immortality is mighty in martial arts.

At this point, Wulin has a living myth.

……

In the courtyard, Jiang Changsheng was meditating under the tree, Xu Tianji was recuperating in the corner of the courtyard, and Xiao Wei Wang and Ping'an looked at him from a distance, full of curiosity.

Forget Chen came to Jiang Changsheng's side and said respectfully: "Dao Chief, the martial arts sects have retreated. ”

Jiang Changsheng nodded, did not speak, and turned away without daring to disturb.

Today's battle has refreshed his understanding of martial arts, especially the last sword of the Miao Sect Faxiang, the power of destroying the world makes him shudder when he thinks about it.

In this battle, half of the more than 500 masters died, and all the living were seriously injured, and the reason why they were left alive was because Jiang Changsheng was looking forward to the arrival of the next survival reward.

Now that he has taken Dajing as a novice village, Wulin is a leek field, and he has won the first place in the world, and there will be countless masters who will come to challenge him one after another in the future, providing him with survival rewards.

Although he is cautious, he still has judgment, at least in the Dajing Martial Arts, it is impossible for anyone to surpass him, only other places, people with a high realm can threaten him, and he has not had a conflict with stronger martial artists for the time being, even the Mahayana Dragon Tower does not know that he is a potential enemy.

After waiting for a while, a hint finally appeared in front of Jiang Changsheng's eyes.

[In the thirty-fourth year of Kaiyuan, Xu Tianji, the leader of the Guiyuan God Sect, attacked with five hundred martial arts masters, and with your own strength, you successfully repelled the martial arts masters, survived a catastrophe, and obtained a survival reward - cultivating immortals and mastering 'Hao Ri Rulai']

If the sun is coming, it sounds very good!

Moreover, it is a peerless cultivation of immortals, which means that martial arts are not compatible, and only he can learn it.

Jiang Changsheng began to inherit the Haori Rulai, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised.

What a strong mastery!

Over the next month, the battle spread all over the world and was talked about.

The New Year is coming, thirty-five years of Kaiyuan.

There were constant reports of war coming from the frontier battlefields, with more losses and fewer victories, and more and more territories began to fall, and the situation was not optimistic.

Jiang Changsheng did not experience the cruelty of the war on Longqi Mountain, although the income from incense in Longqi Temple decreased, but there were fields and vegetable gardens on the mountain, and he could be self-sufficient.

During this time, Jiang Changsheng wrote all the martial arts he had mastered into secret books, put them in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and left them for his disciples to study, but the Qiankun Heavenly Scripture and the Miao Sect did not have them, and he planned to regard the two as the symbolic martial arts of his own inheritance, and only pass them on to his disciples.

Xu Tianji has changed into a robe, he has been beaten into the seal of life and death, and now he is honestly staying in Longqi Temple, cleaning everywhere with a broom on weekdays, he was very humiliated at first, but once he saw Jiang Changsheng teaching Xiao Wei Wang to practice martial arts, and he did not shy away from him, he had an idea.

Maybe it's a chance too!

He was full of curiosity about Jiang Changsheng, and he didn't understand what kind of exercises this person was practicing, it was so powerful, and the wonderful sect method had become his psychological shadow.

On the seventh day after the New Year, the emperor came to visit Jiang Changsheng.

Speaking of which, Jiang Changsheng hadn't seen him for a long time, and compared with previous years, Jiang Yuan had lost a lot of weight and had no energy.

Jiang Yuan and Jiang Changsheng sat at the stone table, his head was full of white hair, his face was wrinkled, and his hands were even more skinny, like the claws of a powerful ghost.

Jiang Changsheng frowned and asked, "Your Majesty, ...... your skill?"

He could feel that Jiang Yuan did not have a trace of true qi in his body, and it was obvious that the reason why he had become so old was that he had lost his strength and consumed a huge amount of vitality.

Jiang Yuan didn't have a few years to live.

Jiang Yuan looked at Xu Tianji, who was not far away and was accompanying Ping'an and King Xiao Wei to learn, and said with a smile: "I have seen Xu Tianji before, when he was still a high-spirited young man, I wanted to recruit him into the white guard, but he refused, but I didn't expect that many years later, he entered the Longqi Temple, which is really a creation and trickery." ”

When Xu Tianji heard this, his expression froze, but he still pretended not to hear it, and concentrated on accompanying the two little guys to practice martial arts.

If he teaches him well, maybe the Immortal Dao Master can guide him and make him stronger.

Jiang Yuan retracted his gaze, looked at Jiang Changsheng, and said with a smile: "My body is clear, why should Changsheng worry about me?" ”

"The medicine you gave me does have an effect, but it is not the elixir of life, and I have now figured it out, how can there be an immortal in this world, let it be."

Jiang Changsheng asked, "Did your skill disperse by yourself?" ”

He didn't feel like it, because Jiang Yuan had a dark disease in his body, especially the dantian, and his power was very much like being taken away, and then leaving sequelae.

Jiang Yuan shook his head and said, "I passed on my skills to the prince, and it can be regarded as my last strength, after all, I left him a mess. ”

He sighed, and his face became sad.

He insisted on attacking Gu Khan and achieving a miraculous feat, but he didn't expect to make Dajing fall into a storm.

But if he does it again, he's still going to fight!

Subsequently, Jiang Yuan stopped talking about himself, talked about the queen mother, and said that during this time, the queen mother took care of him wholeheartedly, which reminded him of the time when the couple had an incident, and when he talked about the past, he began to talk endlessly.

Forget the dust who is sweeping the floor, and his heart is sour.

He didn't know whether to hate Jiang Yuan or be wronged.

Even if he didn't become the crown prince, I am afraid that this life would be difficult, on the contrary, Jiang Yuan at least let him live a princely life for thirty years, and this life can be regarded as wonderful and without regrets.

Jiang Changsheng listened quietly, although he felt emotion in his heart, he did not shake his heart.

He didn't plan to recognize Jiang Yuan and the queen mother, the queen mother's fertility grace, he had already repaid it with life-saving grace, Jiang Yuan knew that he was the real prince, Jiang Yuan didn't want to break it, he naturally wouldn't recognize it with a thick face.

Cultivate with peace of mind, and after another thirty years, this family relationship will naturally disappear.

An hour later, Jiang Yuan led Xiao Wei Wang away, looking at his rickety back, and then thinking of his domineering spirit when they met for the first time, Jiang Changsheng was even more determined to cultivate immortals.

He has achieved the ultimate goal that mortals want, immortality, then he must cherish it, and he can't fold it halfway.

"The sixth layer is about to arrive, how far is it from becoming an immortal and a god?"

Jiang Changsheng silently thought that the vast immortal road, the taste of life, old age, sickness and death in the world, the rotation of the sun and the moon in the country, there is also some fun.

……

March, a sunny day.

The Demon Lord came to visit, and this time he brought a seven-year-old boy with him.

"Dao Chief, can you accept him, this son is extremely talented, and he will never live up to the prestige of your martial arts myth."

The demon lord bowed and said respectfully.

The boy was slightly emaciated, with a fair face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, staring at Jiang Changsheng fearlessly.

Xu Tianji passed by with a broom and teased: "Who is my Dao, isn't this the famous demon lord, who actually sent people to the Dragon Temple, it seems that you also realize that the martial arts of the Demon Gate are not enough to see." ”

The demon lord ignored him and still maintained a bowing posture, he pretended not to know Jiang Changsheng, but just came to admire.

Jiang Changsheng looked at the boy and found that this son's muscles and bones were indeed good, not as rigid and yang as Ping'an, full of spirituality, and his pores unconsciously absorbed the aura of heaven and earth with his breathing, even if it was very weak.

Jiang Changsheng asked, "What is the name of this son, and what is the relationship with you?" ”

The demon lord hurriedly replied: "His name is Arakawa, he is my grandson, his parents are dead, and I am already old, I don't know how long I can live, he will be alone in the future, and I hope that the Taoist will have mercy." ”

Hean came over, he was only six years old, but he looked taller and stronger than Arakawa.

"Hey, hey, stay with me...... Play...... Hit ......"

Heian grabbed Arakawa's shoulder and smiled, Arakawa frowned, wanting to shake off Pingan's hand, but couldn't move his shoulder at all.

That's a lot of strength!

Arakawa was angry, punched it, hit Ping'an's chest, Ping'an let go, took four steps back, he rubbed his chest, did not feel pain, but showed a more excited expression, and pounced on Arakawa again.

The two teenagers fought like this, Ping An relied on brute force, without scruples, Arakawa obviously practiced martial arts, his footwork was elegant, and he could attack while dodging, but his fists and feet could not hurt Ping An who was as strong as a brute bull.

Xu Tianji stopped and watched the battle with interest.

The demon lord was shocked by Ping'an's qualifications, what is the origin of this kid?

He was full of confidence in Arakawa's qualifications, in the Demon Gate, all the teenagers under the age of fifteen were not his opponents, so he dared to come to Jiang Changsheng, but he didn't expect to be suppressed by a stupid boy just after he came.

"You go down the mountain, I will accept this son for my third disciple."

Jiang Changsheng stared at the two teenagers and spoke.

The demon lord came back to his senses, hurriedly saluted, and then turned to leave.

He didn't look back at Arakawa, and when Arakawa saw that he was gone, he was immediately anxious and shouted, "Grandpa! Don't go ......"

Arakawa wanted to chase after him, but he was hugged by Ping'an's waist and fell to the ground, unable to move, he could only watch the demon master walk out of the courtyard and disappear, and he shed tears as a young man.

Forget the dust and couldn't bear it, he came over and dragged Ping'an away, and taught him that he shouldn't be so vigorous, Ping'an didn't understand at all, he only knew that he was smirking.

Jiang Changsheng came to Arakawa and squatted down, wiped his tears for him, and said with a smile: "What, manly man, do you want to lie on the ground and cry all the time?" ”

When Arakawa heard this, he immediately got up, stubbornly turned his head away, looked at the direction of the demon lord's departure, and was silent for a long time.

Jiang Changsheng got up and touched Arakawa's head, Arakawa trembled, after all, he didn't dodge, the demon lord had already explained the situation to him on the way here, he was going to learn from the myth of today's martial arts, this is a great opportunity, and he must fight for it.

"Long Qiguan should also cultivate a group of disciples who can support the façade."

Jiang Changsheng silently thought that Meng Qiushuang, Qingku, Wanli, and Mingyue's qualifications were mediocre, and it was difficult to produce talents who could reach the sky.

Arakawa is different, only seven years old, already a third-rate master, once he learns internal skills, his martial arts will definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

Jiang Changsheng asked Forget Chen to arrange Arakawa, and then glanced at Xu Tianji.

Xu Tianji was frightened, and hurriedly lowered his head and swept the ground, muttering in his heart: "Good girl, the demon lord Lao'er has such a grandson, and he will definitely be famous in the future." ”

As a sect leader, he naturally pays attention to geniuses, but no matter how hot his eyes are, he doesn't dare to rob Jiang Changsheng of people.

At this point, there is one more person in this courtyard.

……

In a blink of an eye.

Two months passed.

Summer is coming.

Jiang Changsheng was practicing under the Earth Spirit Tree, enjoying the aura of the Earth Spirit Tree, when he suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a strange color in his eyes.

The Seventh Prince Jiang Yu personally sent King Xiao Wei to come, and he had already climbed the mountain road, and there was a person beside Jiang Yu, who was not a Buddha of difficult luck and the Thirteen Thorns of Tiansu, but a strange master, whose true qi could be compared with Xu Tianji.

This is not what surprised him, what surprised him was that Jiang Yu's skill was more than twice as strong as Xu Tianji, a veritable master of the divine realm, even if he absorbed Jiang Yuan's skill, he could become so powerful?