Hearing Jiang Xuanzhen's words, everyone in the courtyard looked at him.

Ji Wujun's eyes as he looked at him became full of appreciation, while the others were stunned.

"My master is an immortal, how can he be the son of heaven?" Bai Qi shouted. Jiang Tianming stared at Jiang Xuanzhen, curious about his identity.

"Son of Heaven, are you stimulated?"

"Tsk, it's okay to give way, it's really not good for the Great Jingtianzi these years."

"Actually, it's normal, since ancient times, most of the emperors have been faint monarchs and mediocre monarchs, how can there be so many holy monarchs and bright monarchs."

"I don't think I blame them, Yanwu Tianzi, Dinghe Tianzi and even Hongzong are all ambitious, but the deadlock is too deep, the only thing to blame has to be Anzong, it's a real waste!"

Listening to everyone's discussion, Jiang Xuanzhen didn't look up, his forehead was stuck to the ground, and blood began to flow. After a while, a voice came from inside the temple, "Come in."

The door of the Taoist temple then opened.

Jiang Xuanzhen raised his head and his tears were not dry, looking at the Taoist temple, he suddenly felt a little nervous, his knees seemed to be rooted, and he couldn't stand up.

"Stinky boy, what are you still doing, what do you want, hurry up and tell your ancestors."

The sword god patted Jiang Xuanzhen on the shoulder and urged.

Jiang Xuanzhen came back to his senses, quickly got up, and walked into the Zixiao Palace tremblingly, and the door closed.

Bai Qi, Ye Xundi and the others continued to chat, curious about what Dao Ancestor and Jiang Xuanzhen would talk about.

After entering the Taoist temple, Jiang Xuanzhen found that the space inside was incomparably open, like a palace, and his eyes fell on Jiang Changsheng. Jiang Changsheng sat on the futon, and the divine light of the sun was suspended behind his head, like a small sun, very shining, so that Jiang Xuanzhen could not spy on his true face.

It's really an immortal!

Jiang Xuanzhen had such a thought in his mind, he walked quickly to Jiang Changsheng and knelt down, kowtowing three times in a row.

"Ancestor.... Ancestors"

Jiang Xuanzhen said cautiously, he had fantasized about meeting his ancestors countless times, but at this juncture, he didn't know what to say, and his brain was blank.

The atmosphere was silent.

Jiang Xuanzhen also gradually calmed down and recovered his thoughts.

At this time, Jiang Changsheng spoke, "Have you thought about it clearly, what do you need me to do for you?"

Jiang Xuanzhen took a deep breath and said, "Please ask the ancestor to ascend the throne!"

He raised his eyes to look at Jiang Changsheng, his expression was firm, and said, "The Son of Heaven in the past generations is wrong, the root of the problem is not the family, but luck, luck limits the life span of the Son of Heaven, resulting in the Son of Heaven cannot become strong, you are an immortal, you will definitely not be limited by luck, only you can save the scene!"

Jiang Changsheng said calmly, "In the future, I will transform the luck of Dajing, so that the lifespan of the Son of Heaven will no longer be limited."

When Jiang Xuanzhen heard this, he was even more excited, and said: "That's useless, my son and I will be difficult to become the powerhouse of Megatron in two hundred years, if it is given to other vassal kings, it will be a disobedience to Taizong's will, only if you ascend the throne, can you completely change the Dajing, if you can be the son of heaven in Dajing for hundreds of years, and you choose a descendant who has grown up, then it will not be considered a disobedience to Taizong's will."

I can't be the Son of Heaven anymore, I need to be responsible for this troubled world, I need to bear the resentment of the people of the world, and I don't want to be the Son of Heaven anymore, I don't have such ability."

Speaking of this, Jiang Xuanzhen's tears couldn't stop flowing. He thought of his father and Jiang Xuannian.

My royal brother paved the way for me and made me a powerful vassal king, but I was too impulsive. killed the imperial brother, and also put himself in a predicament, and even abolished a body of martial arts, ancestor I am really not suitable for the son of heaven, I have not wanted to be the son of heaven Jiang Xuan has tears since I was a child, and his tone is full of grievances, guilt and pain.

Since he was sensible, he believed that Jiang Xuannian was the Son of Heaven, so he didn't think about his Son of Heaven at all, and this mentality was maintained until he grew up. Jiang Changsheng listened to what he said, and he was also seriously examining this issue.

After becoming an immortal, he rarely met an opponent in this world, and it was not impossible to relax for a while, in addition, he saw Jiang Ziyu's soul. Maybe some regrets can be made up, and by the way, it paves the way for the growth of luck value and incense value.

Early in the morning, Mu Lingluo returned to the courtyard of Longqi Mountain and saw that Chen Li and Bai Zun were also there. She came to Ji Wujun's side and asked in a low voice, "The Son of Heaven is here?"

Ji Wujun nodded and said, "I've been in it for almost half a month, and I haven't come out yet." So long?

Mu Lingluo was curious, what she was most concerned about was Jiang Changsheng, Jiang Changsheng was the first time to retreat for so many years.

She turned her head to look at Chen Li in front of the stone table and asked, "Chen Li, how many years has the strife in the world continued, and now there are still foreign races in turmoil, when will this farce end?"

Chen Li glanced at the Taoist temple and said, "It's almost over, the true prosperity of Dajing is coming."

Bai Zun said with a little regret, "It's a pity, according to what you said, the Son of Heaven has been abolished and wasted his life."

He has always been full of expectations for Jiang Xuanzhen, but since Jiang Xuanzhen ascended the throne, the princes of the world have competed for him, making him a puppet and suffering from the sea.

So who is suitable for the son of heaven in this world? You can't let the king of Northern Xinjiang be the son of heaven, right? Ye Xundi asked helplessly.

Sword God Dao: Jiang Luo is not bad." Everyone began to discuss who was the king of the world who was suitable for the Son of Heaven.

After a while, the door of the Taoist temple suddenly opened, Jiang Xuanzhen walked out, and he changed into a Taoist robe with a smile on his face, refined his hair, and became full of energy. Everyone looked at him, and Bai Qi was about to speak, only to see Jiang Changsheng following behind Jiang Xuanzhen.

Seeing Jiang Changsheng, Mu Lingluo's eyes lit up, and he immediately stepped forward and said with concern, "The breakthrough was successful?"

Jiang Changsheng smiled and nodded.

Jiang Xuanzhen silently stepped aside and made way for his ancestors.

Bai Qi hurriedly 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 Ming Media is marrying you, and you should fulfill your promise."

Mu Lingluo was stunned and asked in surprise, "When did you agree?"

Bai Qi smiled sheepishly and said, "I remember that the master promised the flower sword heart."

Jiang Changsheng looked at it and said, "That's right, I promised her that I would marry her in the next life."

Bai Qi was puzzled and didn't understand what Jiang Changsheng meant.

When Mu Lingluo heard this, Fang's heart trembled, and her eyes became complicated, and one of her previous guesses seemed to be true.

Chen Li obviously guessed what Jiang Changsheng meant, he immediately stepped forward, bent down and saluted, and said, "Thank you Dao Ancestor, this is the blessing of the great scenery!"

Bai Zun and Ji Wujun seemed to think of something, their faces changed greatly, and their faces showed surprise.

"I not only want to ascend the throne, but also to bring the opportunity for the people of Dajing to ascend to immortals, the Taoist ancestor has gone through a hundred generations of red dust, and the last life is the life of the king, the merit is complete, and the day soars to the Dajing to set off the prosperity of the immortals, what do you think of such a story?"

Jiang Changsheng said calmly, and everyone was short of breath when he heard these words.

Daozu Tianzi!

They all fantasized about Dao Ancestor ascending the throne and becoming emperor, but Jiang Changsheng had always refused on the grounds of cultivation, but he didn't expect to finally wait today.

Everyone was excited.

"Okay, it's your day!"

"Yun Chao's suppression of the life span of the Son of Heaven will definitely not work on you."

"Hahaha, if you ascend the throne, who of the princes in the world will dare to resist?"

"Immortal Prosperity? Can we become immortals?"

Jiang Xuanzhen smiled, he was even a little complacent, because he felt that he had persuaded his ancestors, and when he thought of the immortal god heavenly realm that his ancestors envisioned,

He just

Very excited.

The big scene is really going to take off!

Chen Li arched his hand and said: "The world is in turmoil, the chaotic ministers and thieves are in charge, the Son of Heaven begs the ancestors to ascend the throne and sweep away the filth of the world, it will definitely be a good story, but someone needs to prove your background."

When the words fell, Jiang Changsheng's forehead showed the eye of the Great Dao, golden light, everyone was stunned, Jiang Tianming couldn't help touching his third eye, and the three eyes showed envy and yearning.

Jiang Changsheng said, "Yang Che is still alive, it's up to him to prove it."

After that, he looked at the sky and muttered, "I should also make up for my regrets, not only mine, but also yours."

The crowd did not understand who he was talking about, but that did not hinder the excitement of the crowd.

Daozu decided to ascend the throne, and the next thing is good!

They were looking forward to the reaction of the princes.

Xuanting, inside a large hall.

Zhu Kuangji's son Zhu Tianjia sat on the chair, his face was extremely gloomy, while the black-robed man, Qingxu Dao Chief, and Xu Mang sat on both sides, and the atmosphere was silent.

Zhu Tianjia stared at the black-robed man, and said in a deep voice, "The Son of Heaven has gone to Longqi Temple, what should I do next, will Dao Ancestor be angry with the Dragon Mansion?"

The black-robed man shook his head and said: "Daozu is at most to protect the Son of Heaven, if he is angry, he will take action a long time ago, don't forget how your father and An Chang died, then Daozu can set foot in the Xuanting, and now there is no Son of Heaven, then each of them will rely on their ability to compete with the princes of the world, now we are powerful, even if there is no Son of Heaven, we can sweep the world and create a new dynasty!"

Xu Mang couldn't help but think back to the scene of that day, his alien master had just finished disdainful of Dao Ancestor and died.

He seemed calm, but he was extremely nervous, for fear that these people would be bold and speak wildly to Dao Ancestor, but fortunately, they were very jealous of Dao Ancestor. When Zhu Tianjia heard this, he felt that it was reasonable, Daozu wanted to intervene, and it had already started, so why wait until today.

"Okay, then I will fight for the world with dignity, who is my opponent among the princes of the world?"

Zhu Tianjia said proudly, with the support of the Hualong Mansion and the black-robed man, he didn't take the world's heroes in his eyes.

An hour later.

The black-robed man and the Qingxu Daoist returned to his mansion.

As soon as they sat at the stone table in the courtyard, a figure emerged from the ground, a black shadow, in the form of a human being, and it was impossible to see the true face.

"How long will it take, my patriarch is already a little impatient."

The dark shadow said in a deep voice, his voice hoarse.

The black-robed man poured himself a glass of wine, drank it all, and said, "If the Tiansu Clan can't wait, why don't you invade Dajing directly?"

The shadow was silent.

Qingxu Dao Elder looked at him and asked, "When will the Qiangliang Clan arrive?"

The black-robed man followed and put down his glass and looked at the black shadow.

The Qiangliang clan is a high mountain pressing on their hearts, and they are waiting for the Qiangliang clan to attack and fight with the Dao Ancestor.