Jiang Ziyu stood in front of the bedroom window, quietly looking at the heavy rain outside the window, holding a cup of hot tea in her hand.

Over the years, he has aged rapidly, and at the age of seventy, he has lost his former majesty, like an ordinary man in his last years.

"So you're right, you're the destiny of Dajing."

Jiang Ziyu smiled and muttered, he began to recall his life, brilliant and wonderful, all thanks to his father.

Maybe it's time to leave.

Jiang Ziyu thought silently.

An hour later, Jiang Changsheng in the sky disappeared out of thin air, and the heavy rain continued, expelling the scorching qi on the earth.

On the other side, Jiang Changsheng's figure appeared in the sky above the Qianzhou Prefecture and began to call for wind and rain, bringing heavy rain to the people of Qianzhou.

Courtyard house.

Jiang Changsheng was practicing, and all the doppelgangers he sent out were clones, after all, the big scene was too big, he could call the wind and rain, but he couldn't cover the entire big scene, so he divided seventy-two doppelgangers, and spent two days asking the other clones to find a good location for the rain, and then took turns praying for rain, so that his doppelganger's skills would not be exposed.

Even the Sword God and Jiang Jian didn't know that Jiang Changsheng was hiding in the house.

The heavy rain in Sizhou lasted for half a day, and after the rain passed, the whole city cheered.

In the next few days, Jiang Changsheng's doppelganger successively performed the wind and rain, so that the seventy-two states all received rain, and such a miracle also let the surrounding dynasties know, and the whole world was amazed by the ability of the Dao Ancestor, and more and more people and warriors burned incense for the statue of the Dao Ancestor at home.

In the mountains and forests, Qi Yuan and a group of disciples stood in front of the newly established Taoist temple, enjoying the rain.

"It's really raining! Dao Ancestor is indeed an immortal!"

"Master, you guessed it, Dao Ancestor really didn't brag."

"It's amazing, if it rains, it rains, it's 40,000 miles away from Sizhou!"

"Believe in the ancestors, promote no war, the destiny of heaven is on us!"

"It turns out that in addition to martial arts, there are really immortal arts in the world."

Listening to the emotions of the disciples, Qi Yuan thought of the scene where Jiang Changsheng moved the mountain that day.

Witnessing Jiang Changsheng pull up Wu Feng was even more shocking than witnessing him move forward with the mountain.

From that day on, Jiang Changsheng was an immortal god in Qi Yuan's heart.

Qi Yuan's heart was surging, and he said, "With Dao Ancestor to escort us, your will must be firm, in the coming day, the world will be peaceful, and you will receive great merit, and you will be able to become an immortal after death."

The disciples cheered in unison and their fighting spirit was high.

……

Three days later.

Jiang Changsheng disappeared from the house and appeared out of thin air under the Earth Spirit Tree.

When Jiang Jian and Bai Qi saw him, they were immediately excited, and immediately came over to inquire about the situation.

"Master, has the entire scenery been raining?" Jiang Jian asked expectantly.

Jiang Changsheng nodded slightly, it was the first time he had consumed so much spiritual power, and all the clones dissipated after their spiritual power was exhausted, and they did not come back.

When Jiang Jian heard this, he was excited.

Bai Qi wanted to lick Jiang Changsheng, but Jiang Changsheng held down his forehead with one finger and couldn't move forward.

The Sword God stood not far away, and couldn't help but ask, "Dare to ask if it's martial arts or immortal arts?"

Jiang Changsheng said with a smile: "How can there be immortal art in this world, when your realm is higher, you can too."

The sword god was relieved, as long as it wasn't immortal, he still had hope of chasing.

His gaze became fiery, and he began to look forward to what kind of progress following Jiang Changsheng would bring.

Jiang Changsheng said again: "Calling for wind and rain is also a kind of meaning of heaven and earth, you can think about it more."

Hearing this, the sword god was moved, and immediately walked to the corner and meditated.

The senior pointed him out.

Jiang Jian was also deeply stimulated and began to practice, he suddenly felt that the Golden Body Realm was not enough to see at all, his goal was the Qiankun Realm, no, a higher realm than the Qiankun Realm!

In the following six months, Jiang Changsheng called for wind and rain for Dajing every other month to help Dajing survive the scorching heat.

Until the end of the year, it snowed heavily

The catastrophe of heaven and earth has just passed, and autumn has been directly squeezed out.

[In the forty-ninth year of Qianwu, the thousand-year drought that lasted for more than half a year has passed, and you have successfully survived the catastrophe and obtained the survival reward - miscellaneous art "Formation Record"]

Sure enough, there are survival rewards to be fished!

The same was true of the last millennium snowstorm.

Jiang Changsheng was in a happy mood, silently inheriting the formation record, the formation record is a canon of cultivating immortal formations, which can teach him how to build formations, and there are hundreds of formations recorded in the formation record, but they are all basic auxiliary formations, and they do not have strong lethality, but it is enough for Jiang Changsheng.

He was on his way to the Almighty Immortal Cultivator.

In half a year, Jiang Changsheng's incense value skyrocketed, and its increase far exceeded any increase in the value of incense in the past, after all, he called for wind and rain in seventy-two states, and more than once, and the people naturally worshipped him as a god.

As of the end of the year, his incense value has exceeded 10 million, that is to say, millions of people have burned incense for him within half a year, this number is already terrifying, enough to see his prestige in the big scene, this is still burning incense, the vast majority of people who worship Jiang Changsheng are busy with their livelihood and martial arts, but they don't have time to burn incense for him.

The gains continue!

……

Fifty years of Qianwu.

Jiang Changsheng took Jiang Jian to visit Jiang Ziyu, Jiang Ziyu had already met other princes, and this time he saw their grandson alone, and Jiang Xiu was also there.

Jiang Ziyu, who was lying on the bed, was extremely weak, seeing him like this, Jiang Jian was very flustered, lying on the side of the bed, concerned about his situation.

Jiang Ziyu touched Jiang Jian's head, looked at Jiang Changsheng, and said weakly, "Father...... If the child is not filial and fails to be filial to you, he has to take the first step......

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Jian's eyes widened and he looked at Jiang Changsheng in disbelief.

How can it be......

Shizu is actually his grandfather?

What's going on?

Jiang Changsheng came to the bedside and used the rejuvenation technique to restore some of Jiang Ziyu's strength.

Soon, Jiang Ziyu felt the strength and slowly sat up from the bed, he stretched his waist and sighed, "It's still my father."

Jiang Changsheng asked, "Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

He is such a son, and he is reluctant.

Jiang Ziyu said with a smile: "I want to see the great scenery unify the world, but it's already an extravagant hope, so I can't let you cast illusions on me, right?" Haha."

Jiang Jian was still in shock, he turned his head to look at Jiang Xiu, and found that Jiang Xiu was calm, and he knew that the eldest brother knew the truth.

"You two go and talk to the side, I want to talk to your grandfather alone." Jiang Ziyu waved his hand and said.

Jiang Xiu immediately pulled Jiang Jian to the side hall next to him.

Jiang Changsheng followed and sat on the edge of the bed, Jiang Ziyu couldn't help but lie down, lying on his lap, just like when he was a child, although Jiang Changsheng still looked eighteen years old, and he was already old, but in his heart, Jiang Changsheng will always be a mountain, a mountain that can allow him to remove all defenses and disguises.

"Father, I suddenly miss my mother very much, since I was a child, she has always guarded me, I still remember one time, I quarreled with Jiang Zihan, Jiang Zihan called a group of people to beat me, and my mother suddenly appeared......

Jiang Ziyu quietly recounted what he wanted to say, Jiang Changsheng listened carefully, and gently touched his back, just like in the Longqi Temple decades ago.

The former King of Xiao Wei has grown into the Emperor of Dajing, and he will also return with great feats that have never been seen in the world.

Jiang Ziyu's life can be regarded as perfect, he turned the tide for the country when he was young, fought the world in his prime, and worked hard in his twilight years, and he never made a mistake.

Jiang Changsheng is also very proud of Jiang Ziyu, although he supports Jiang Ziyu, but it is only in the face of a strong enemy, the world is well governed, it is Jiang Ziyu's credit, and the hard work in this is very conceivable.

The father and son chatted for a long time, and finally Jiang Changsheng left, leaving Jiang Jian and letting him accompany his father.

……

In July, the emperor died at the age of seventy-one, and the crown prince Jiang Xiu succeeded to the throne, and the people of the world wept sadly.

Only the people of the thirteen states really know Jiang Ziyu's merits, and they are really reluctant to him.

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When Jiang Ziyu died, Jiang Changsheng silently sent him 200,000 incense values to bless, wishing him better qualifications in the next life.

This year, Jiang Changsheng was just one hundred years old, and it was also the first hundred years of Dajing, and he stood in front of the cliff and silently saw off his son.

Jiang Jian returned to Longqi Temple and became more diligent than before, he learned that it was not easy to protect the Dajing River, and he had to take on the responsibility of protecting the Dajing River.

September.

Jiang Xiu succeeded in ascending the throne, and from next year, the year name was changed to Rende, adhering to Jiang Ziyu's will, posthumously sealing Jiang Ziyu as Taizong, and the temple name Jing Taizong.

Under the moonlit night.

Jiang Changsheng sat on the trunk of the tree, looking at the prosperous capital, looking back on his hundred years of life, enemies, old people, relatives, and enemies all floated in front of his eyes, some were sentimental, some were happy, some were melancholy, and some were helpless.

All emotions are transformed into a firm Dao heart.

The vicissitudes of life, the old people have passed away one after another, and he has to work hard to cultivate.

Only if he keeps alive can he prove the existence of those people he cares about, and this is also his original intention, in addition to unlimited life, he also pursues the world invincible!

When he is absolutely invincible, he may be able to break through the restrictions of heaven and earth, create immortal dao, and create immortal gods, and he is the absolute master of the immortal gods.

This is just a distant goal, when he is truly invincible, he can do whatever he wants, but at the moment, he still has to work hard.

It's also good to be the pillar stone of this big scene.

He is not guarding the scenery for his own country, but also to repay the people who believe in him, both for the god in the hearts of the people, how can he not benefit the people, this is also a win-win way, of course, he is for the benefit of the people as a whole, not for everyone.

Bai Qi lay on the ground and looked at him quietly.

Jiang Jian is practicing.

The sword god held the sword basket on the eaves and sent his thoughts to Mingyue, he also had his own old people.

Like Jiang Changsheng, he will never be stumped by his old feelings, and will only turn his thoughts into motivation to move forward and chase the strongest.

……

In the first year of Rende, the new emperor ascended the throne, and there was a new atmosphere.

At night, Jiang Changsheng dreamed of Mu Lingluo, this year, Mu Lingluo was almost eight years old.

The dream is in front of a big waterfall, Mu Lingluo stood on the lake to practice swords, his moves at a young age were already very powerful, much stronger than Ping'an, Jiang Jian, and Arakawa of the same age, and when he swung his sword, he actually had sword energy.

This girl is really ......

I've been practicing martial arts in my dreams!

Jiang Changsheng stood by the lake and watched quietly.

Mu Lingluo suddenly caught a glimpse of Jiang Changsheng, and her face immediately showed joy, she immediately jumped to Jiang Changsheng's side, she raised her head, and asked curiously, "Brother Changsheng, I haven't dreamed of you for half a year, where have you been for half a year?"