"Yes, but it's very restrictive, and it will cost me a lifetime."

Jiang Changsheng walked to the Earth Spirit Tree to meditate and said calmly.

Bai Qi was even more excited, the Sword God was full of emotion, and Ye Xun was the calmest.

Even with the limitations, this method is indeed effective.

Ye Xundi asked curiously: "Isn't this equivalent to giving life to someone who has just died?" ”

Jiang Changsheng said: "The meaning is almost the same, it can only be used on people whose bodies are intact and who have just died, once it is used too much, it will be against the way of heaven." ”

It is enough to let the world know that he can do this, and it must be restricted, otherwise if he does not save people, the value of the incense will drop, and there may even be countless enemies.

There are always people who are prone to complain about the ability to save themselves but stand by in times of adversity, once Jiang Changsheng uses too much to bring the dead back to life, and suddenly does not use it once, resulting in huge casualties, his incense value will inevitably be affected, so he must add the price and conditions of this technique in advance.

He still understands the truth of Shengmien and Doumien.

If he is absolutely powerful, he can not care, but at present, he still needs incense to cross the tribulation, so he must be cautious.

In the future, if anyone asks him, he will say the same thing, which will also reduce the potential risk.

Jiang Changsheng never thought of himself as a saint, he was just a mortal who cultivated immortals, not cultivating for the people of the world, he was cultivating for himself, but on the road to becoming stronger, he was still willing to help the people around him and those who believed in him, and he had always done so.

One person can ascend to heaven with a chicken dog, but he will never sacrifice himself for the common people.

Ye Xundi, Bai Qi, and the Sword God were amazed, and they began to talk about the thaumaturgy they knew.

In the next period of time, Qing'er, Yuyanyi, Chen Li, etc., many people came to visit Jiang Changsheng and asked about this technique, and he still responded with this set of rhetoric, no one questioned it, but felt that it should be so.

Coming back to life is already unbelievable, and it will inevitably come at a price.

Word of the news gradually spread.

The news that Dao Ancestor used his own longevity to perform the art of resurrection from the dead was known to more and more people, some people questioned it, some people admired it, and Jiang Changsheng's incense value was growing rapidly.

The destruction of the battle city of the Mukden Dynasty caused everyone on the continent to retreat, fearing another blow.

Thirty years of Suncheon, the beginning of January.

When the emperor returned, as soon as he returned to the capital, he first came to visit Jiang Changsheng.

He was very guilty, feeling that it was because of his carelessness that Jiang Changsheng lost his longevity.

"The world is big, there are many martial arts, and Dajing needs to expand more martial arts knowledge."

Jiang Changsheng said meaningfully, that poison king is indeed powerful, if it weren't for Jiang Changsheng being an immortal cultivator, no one would notice his infiltration, and Dajing would probably collapse because of him.

Emperor Shuntian nodded and said, "Indeed, I will write it down." ”

Even if there were people next to him, he no longer called himself me in front of Jiang Changsheng, and brought millions of people back to life, he couldn't imagine how much damage Jiang Changsheng had suffered.

Compared with the life and death of millions of people, he cared more about Jiang Changsheng, not only because of the love of the bloodline, but also because the Dao Ancestor was more important to Dajing.

If there is no Dao Ancestor, Dajing is still suppressed by the Mahayana Dragon Tower, and may be annexed by the Hongxuan Dynasty and the Donghai Dynasty, or it may be ravaged by the Tianhai, or the emperor will return to Chu, resulting in continuous wars that continue to this day.

The people of the world understand this, even the emperors of the past dynasties are not as great as the merits of the Dao Ancestors.

The two chatted for a while, and Emperor Shuntian left in a hurry, and every day from then on, the white-clothed guard sent a large number of supplements and treasures, which made Jiang Changsheng both relieved and helpless.

When the day of the New Year came, Emperor Shuntian brought Jiang Che to celebrate the festival, and the father and son personally poured tea for Jiang Changsheng, for fear that he would be tired.

Jiang Changsheng thought it was funny, this kid wouldn't think that he wouldn't have many years to live after performing the resurrection of the dead?

He did not refuse, and it is also a good thing to enjoy the blessings of his children and grandchildren.

Emperor Shuntian learned from Bai Qi that Jiang Changsheng had shot an arrow at Fengtian before, and as soon as he heard the news, he couldn't hold back his excitement.

February is coming.

Emperor Suncheon rushed to Suncheon City again, and the news that Dao Ancestor had resurrected millions of people with his own longevity had only then completely spread throughout the continent, amazed all dynasties in the world.

Some people marvel at Daozu's righteousness to the people of Dajing, some people marvel at Daozu's martial arts, and more and more people think that Daozu is by no means a martial artist, and he may really be cultivating.

In the martial arts world, cultivation is more about meditation, and Taoism is more theoretical, although there are legends of immortals, but the world has not seen real immortals.

Jiang Changsheng looked at his rapidly growing incense value, and he was in a happy mood.

The effect of bringing the dead back to life is much more powerful than moving mountains and calling for wind and rain!

Sure enough, mortals care most about life and death, to be precise, living beings care about life and death.

Under the blue sky, a far greater than the capital, the magnificent city is located on the plain, there is a glow shining in the sky above the city, that is the manifestation of strong luck, auspicious appearance, rows of birds and birds hovering in it, enjoying the baptism of luck.

Fengtian Dynasty, Imperial City.

Inside the Royal Palace.

Rumble!

A terrifying momentum shook the imperial officials, but the forbidden troops guarding the gate did not react.

"Coming back from the dead? Jokes, even if it's true, are you scared? The drug king died in vain, and millions of soldiers and people died in vain? ”

The sound of angry shouts echoed in the hall, and the speaker was none other than Fengtianzi, his face was majestic, wearing a dragon robe, and his luck formed a looming dragon shadow around his body.

The Manchu civil and military were silent.

A general who was half-kneeling on the ground raised his head and said: "Your Majesty, the last general's people have found out that although Dao Ancestor has great powers, it is actually the result of the loss of his own longevity, and the sacrifice of the Poison King is not without a price, and there are so many people who have resurrected Dao Ancestor, he will inevitably lose his longevity, and even affect his skills, this is not an opportunity for Fengtian." ”

As soon as this statement came out, it was approved by many courtiers, but some people objected, thinking that Dao Ancestor may not be weaker.

"Is there really a martial arts or thaumaturgy in the world that casually resurrects millions of people without any impact on itself? The more extreme the martial arts, the greater the cost. ”

An old minister used these words to silence those who objected.

They are indeed powerless to refute, and if they refute again, it will increase their morale and destroy the prestige of their own people.

Another old minister stood up and said: "Your Majesty, Fengtian is surrounded by the three dynasties, only to the west can there be a glimmer of life, although Fengtian is strong, but no matter which dynasty is attacked, it will be taken advantage of by the other two dynasties, and now the Great Qi and Dajing of the Dragon Vein Continent join forces, if they wait, they will only get stronger and stronger, and then Fengtian will be enemies on all sides!"

Fengtian Tianzi sat down slowly, he leaned forward and looked down at the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military forces, and said: "The Dragon Vein Continent must be taken, and I will send someone to win over Dao Ancestor, whether Dao Ancestor agrees or not, and prepare for war." ”

"How many years has Fengtian been proud of the four seas, and it has been annihilated by an unknown enemy with a million elite army, this is not only a slap in the face, but also a slap in the face of Fengtian, if it can't take the Dragon Vein Continent, how can Fengtian rise in this unprecedented battle for the fortune of the dynasty?"

"Since Dajing and Daqi have joined forces, then I will let them see the strength of the Qi Luck Dynasty and let them see what luck is!"

Fengtian Tianzi made a loud noise, and the starting point will be ordered.

As soon as he showed his determination, no one dared to dissuade him.

Dajing Daozu is incredible, but Fengtian is imperative!

In September, Dajing raised millions of troops and marched towards the East China Sea, and the logistics ships stretched for thousands of miles, which was extremely spectacular.

Daqi also sent troops, they had learned that the stronghold of the Fengtian Dynasty had been destroyed, and no one knew who did it, but they all felt that it was Dajing Daozu, and only Dajing Daozu had such ability.

However, the battle will continue for many years, and the two sides will need to cross vast seas to exchange troops, let alone borders.

The battle of Yun Dynasty depends on the strength of the high-level warriors, but it still requires a large number of soldiers to attack the city and plunder the land, and transport grain and grass, after all, no matter how strong a person is, he cannot occupy hundreds or even thousands of islands.

Jiang Changsheng returned to a quiet day, and the matter of resurrection finally subsided, and the pilgrims in Longqiguan were not as exaggerated as the previous year, blocking the mountains and rivers.

On weekdays, in addition to practicing alchemy, Jiang Changsheng will observe his followers, focusing on Mu Lingluo and Lin Haotian, who are all going smoothly at present, and Lin Haotian has also become low-key after experiencing the Shenlan Sect, and he is not easy to make friends with people.

Every month, Jiang Changsheng will select some suffering incense believers, and then let the clones to save, forming a series of strange and beautiful talks, thereby contributing to the growth of the incense value.

In a blink of an eye, it's a new year.

Thirty-one years of Suncheon.

March.

Longqi Temple welcomes a guest.

Qing'er came to report in person, she stood in front of Jiang Changsheng, and said: "Daozu, this person doesn't seem to be simple, Yang Zhou can't touch the other party at all, and the other party doesn't hurt the people in the view, I just want to see you, you see." ”

Jiang Changsheng didn't open his eyes and said, "Let him come in." ”

Qing'er breathed a sigh of relief and immediately went.

After a stick of incense, Yang Zhou took people to the hospital with an unconvinced face.

The person who came turned out to be a Taoist priest, with white hair, wearing a cyan Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, and he had the demeanor of a Taoist master.

Sword God, Bai Qi, and Ye Xundi set their eyes on him.

The old Taoist smiled, came to Jiang Changsheng, bowed, and said: "The poor Taoist name Hehong, who came from Xiaopenglai Island in the Beihai Sea, came to visit Daozu and wanted to see the style of Daozu. ”

Little Penglai Island?

Jiang Changsheng heard this name for the first time, there was also Penglai Island in his previous life, and the word Penglai appeared in myths and legends, but he didn't expect that there was also Penglai Island here.

He opened his eyes and looked at the Crane Hongdao people.

The people of Hehong Dao are the skills of the Qiankun Realm, and their true qi is strong, which is even stronger than the sword gods in the Qiankun Realm before.

Ye Xundi frowned and said, "Little Penglai Island? Is that the swaggering overseas sect? ”

Hehongdaoren looked at him and said helplessly: "Donor, this is unspeakable, Xiao Penglai Island never swaggers and cheats, but the world has gained a cheap price, but still doesn't believe it." ”