At the mountain gate, dozens of disciples and pilgrims gathered around the small bridge. In front of them was a row of warriors, headed by Meng Qiuhe, the eldest disciple of Longqi Temple.

After leaving for many years, Meng Qiuhe has become more mature, dressed in rich purple clothes, wearing sapphire wrenches on his fingers, wearing a silk jade brocade belt around his waist, and wearing Quyun raccoon velvet boots, he is very powerful.

He stared at the white dragon in front of the bridge, expressionless.

The white dragon was surrounded by many people, and was not afraid at all. Today, it is three meters long, and it can be regarded as a big snake, but it is famous for its kindness. Everyone is not afraid of it, and even thinks that it is not a threat.

Meng Qiushuang pushed the disciples away, she stared at Meng Qiuhe, and said, "Second brother, what do you mean?"

Meng Qiuhe played with the wrench on his hand and said, "It's nothing interesting, I just want to test the strength of the longevity Taoist priest. I used to be in the Taoist temple and I always wanted to learn from him, but they were all rejected. I should agree today, right?"

Meng Qiushuang frowned and said, "Since it's a discussion, why do you bring people, why do you threaten?"

Meng Qiuhe pulled out a dagger from his waist and said, "Little sister, don't ask anymore, now you and I are strangers, ask Changsheng to come out, as long as you beat me, I won't bother you again."

Behind him is a young man, Fengshen Junyi, who looks like fifteen or sixteen years old, but his eyes are very deep, he said with a smile: "Come on, my Highness can't wait."

Meng Qiuhe gritted his teeth and aimed his dagger at the white dragon, ready to stab him.

"I am coming."

A soft voice came, the disciples let the way, and the pilgrims suddenly exclaimed when Jiang Changsheng walked over.

"He is the longevity master?"

"So handsome!"

"Is this temperament really a fairy?"

"Even the whisk in his hand is different from other Taoists, and it looks extremely extraordinary."

Jiang Changsheng's image is extremely outstanding, especially after breaking through to the fifth level of Taoist Natural Skills, his breath is almost integrated with the nature of heaven and earth, and it exists naturally.

Meng Qiuhe withdrew his hands and looked at Jiang Changsheng with aggressive eyes.

The young man behind was also carefully looking at Jiang Changsheng.

The reason why Jiang Changsheng came out in person was because of this young man, he was extremely close to the Heaven-reaching Realm, his true qi was stronger than Hua Jianxin, and the disciples of Longqiguan were by no means his opponents.

How old is this?

Jiang Changsheng suspected that the young man was cultivating immortals.

Meng Qiuhe said, "Changsheng, come on, let me see your strength."

He opened his stance, clenched his fists with both hands, opened his mouth like a tiger, and stretched his legs apart, as steady as Mount Tai.

Jiang Changsheng nodded slightly and said secretly: "This senior brother has become a top expert. It seems that the opportunity is not small. Unfortunately, it is still the work of a three-legged cat."

Meng Qiuhe rushed in front of Jiang Changsheng with a single stride, so fast that the onlookers' eyes couldn't keep up.

boom!

He punched Jiang Changsheng's chest, but Jiang Changsheng didn't move at all, only the robe fluttered.

Meng Qiuhe's eyes widened with disbelief on his face. He gritted his teeth and poured his entire body's infuriating energy into his right arm, trying to force Jiang Changsheng, but it was still useless.

Just then, the boy suddenly moved.

"Changsheng Daochang is really powerful, don't mind me helping him!"

The young man came behind Meng Qiuhe, with a playful and provocative smile, he raised his right palm and pressed it on Meng Qiuhe's shoulder, the surging infuriating burst, and Meng Qiuhe's spirit was shocked.

The infuriating energy of the two attacked Jiang Changsheng together, but Jiang Changsheng's footsteps were as firm as the roots of a tree.

The two were moved.

"how is this possible!"

The young man was horrified. He was very aware of his own strength. Ordinary top masters couldn't hold on to three moves in his hands. He relied on strong internal strength.

Meng Qiuhe also knew the strength of the young man behind him. He thought that the young man would take a shot, but he did not expect that the two would not be able to join forces.

Jiang Changsheng said calmly, "You two, go back and practice hard."

boom!

The boy and Meng Qiuhe vomited blood and flew out, smashed in front of the mountain gate, and almost rolled down the stone steps.

The servants were so frightened that they immediately surrounded the boy to check the boy's injuries.

One of them said angrily: "Bold! You dare to hurt the Seventh Highness, courting death!"

Seventh Highness!

Seven princes?

The pilgrims were in an uproar, and the disciples were also frightened.

Jiang Changsheng shook his head and said, "In the eyes of the public, are you trying to slander me and want to harm the Seventh Highness? It was originally a discussion between me and Senior Brother Meng, and it was the Seventh Highness who took the initiative."

"You... If you hurt the Seventh Highness, you can't do it, it's a death sentence!"

The servant roared with a grim face, but he didn't dare to attack Jiang Changsheng at all.

At this time, the Seventh Prince got up, came to the servant, slapped him directly, and hummed: "What shameful things go to my Highness!"

The servant was so frightened that he didn't dare to be arrogant.

The seventh prince wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and said to Jiang Changsheng, "The Daoist Changsheng is really powerful. With such a skill, there are few people in the martial arts world who can be inferior. This Highness is convinced that he has lost and won't let anyone come again in the future. Excuse me, I also hope that the Taoist priest will not hold grudges against this highness, but my highness really wants to make friends with the Taoist priest."

Jiang Changsheng chuckled and said, "It's just a martial arts competition. If His Highness wants to come and offer incense, Longqiguan will always welcome you."

The seventh prince smiled, then turned and left.

Meng Qiuhe got up, gave Jiang Changsheng a complicated look, and followed him down the mountain, followed by the other servants.

The disciples and pilgrims gathered around and cheered Jiang Changsheng. Jiang Changsheng didn't make a move just now, but he showed the demeanor of the master and Taoist priest, and he was able to easily repel the strong enemy.

Jiang Changsheng actually guessed that the other party was the prince, because this kid's infuriating qi was very similar to Jiang Yuan's, even Jiang Yu and the second prince were not so infuriating.

True dragon spirit!

Jiang Changsheng greeted the people around him and left, and Bai Long stayed where he was, enjoying the love of the pilgrims.

Back in the courtyard, Jiang Changsheng followed a line of words in front of his eyes:

[In the 22nd year of Kaiyuan, the seventh prince brought Meng Qiuhe to commit the crime. You successfully repelled them, survived a disaster, and obtained a survival reward—the spiritual object 'Earth Spirit Tree']

Spiritual thing?

This is the first time I've seen it.

Jiang Changsheng thought silently, and then went back to the house to accept the memory of the Earth Spirit Tree.

The Earth Spirit Tree is a kind of tree species that breeds spiritual energy. After being bred into adulthood, it can give birth to spiritual wisdom and even defend the territory. This is a very good tree species.

Jiang Changsheng took it out, and it was only in the seed state. He followed out of the house and buried it in the center of the courtyard.

Hua Jianxin walked out of the house and asked curiously, "What is this?"

Jiang Changsheng said with a smile: "I was walking on the road just now, and a seed suddenly fell from the sky. Maybe it was a gift from God. Give it a try and see if you can plant a tree in the sky."

Hua Jianxin was silent.

She was accustomed to Jiang Changsheng's nagging, and she wanted to ask when she was going to have a son.

Since Jiang Changsheng said it last year, she has been waiting, but after waiting for a year, she wondered if she was dreaming at the time.

After Jiang Changsheng buried the seeds, he left after leaving a sentence: "Water it when you have time."

Watching Jiang Changsheng enter the house, Hua Jianxin was sluggish for a while, and then stomped his feet lightly. Although he was very resentful, he still went to the water tank to scoop water.

The interruption of the Seventh Prince did not make Jiang Changsheng worried, but rather looked forward to it.

Little troubles like this can come more to help brush survival rewards.

It's easy to say as long as the unknown Mahayana Dragon Tower doesn't make a move.

When dealing with the seventh prince just now, Jiang Changsheng had already deliberately controlled his spiritual power, so he exerted a little force, to the extent of one percent, for fear of shocking these two guys to death.

The news that the seventh prince led the champion of Wu to challenge the Daochang Changsheng quickly spread in the capital, adding to the prestige of Daochang Changsheng.

In the palace, in the imperial garden, a group of princes gathered.

"Hahaha, Seventh Brother, you dare to challenge the Daoist Longevity Master. You don't believe in evil. Didn't I tell you the ending of the old immortal Yang?"

The second prince Jiang Ming laughed and said that the seventh prince stood behind Jiang Gan and watched him play chess with other brothers. Facing Jiang Ming's irony, he was indifferent.

A prince stood up and said with a smile: "Seventh younger brother is young and full of energy. I can understand. After all, the Taoist priest of Changsheng is the Taoist priest favored by the father and the emperor. How can he not be strong in martial arts?"

The other princes followed, comforting the seventh prince and giving him a step.

Jiang Ming pouted, feeling bored, so he didn't say any more.

He asked Jiang Gan, "Where is the fourth brother?"

Jiang Gan fell and said, "Tangling Zong Tianwu to practice martial arts."

Since being taught by Zong Tianwu, Jiang Yu has been pestering Zong Tianwu to practice martial arts, without even going to Jiang Changsheng.

In his opinion, Zong Tianwu is stronger. After all, Jiang Changsheng is only a Taoist priest, while Zong Tianwu is the supreme martial artist, a myth in the hearts of martial arts people.

Jiang Ming teased: "Big brother, your fourth brother is not easy. After you come back, you can win military power everywhere."

Jiang Gan didn't say a word, and concentrated on playing chess. The other princes pretended not to hear.

Recently, the crown prince, the second prince, and the fourth prince are fighting openly and secretly. They are all trying to win over the Chinese martial arts. It is already known to everyone, and the emperor sits high on the dragon chair~lightnovelpub.net~ all day long thinking about annexing the ancient Khan in the future.

Although Dajing has won many battles, the ancient Khan has a vast territory and travels long distances.

The seventh prince suddenly said: "Speaking of which, what does the father mean, why don't you let the eldest brother live in the East Palace?"

The East Palace is the place where the prince lives. As a prince, if he does not live in the East Palace for a day, his heirship will be unstable.

The princes all looked at Jiang Gan, Jiang Gan did not change his face, and said: "The father is still in his prime, why should we consider these?"

yes.

The father still wants to live forever.

The princes shook their heads and laughed.

Jiang Ming suddenly asked, "Seventh brother, have you met any masters in Dacheng Longlou? Is there anyone stronger than Zong Tianwu?"

The seventh prince turned his head and said, "Of course, the Dacheng Dragon Tower is the backbone of the Dajing Dynasty. It is a secret of the royal family, but it's just too low-key. Otherwise, how could Zong Tianwu be allowed to be the supreme martial artist?"

Jiang Ming's eyes lit up, he immediately leaned up, stopped the seventh prince's shoulder, and pulled him aside.

The other princes did not bother, either had no ambitions, or did not dare to show it.

The prince, the second prince, the fourth prince were fighting for power, and the seventh prince who was the most favored by the emperor, in front of the four, the other princes seemed to have a very low sense of presence.

…

Spring has gone to autumn, and it is a good autumn year again.

In the 23rd year of Kaiyuan, Jiang Changsheng was busy cultivating, and his cultivation base increased steadily, but he was still far away from the sixth level of Taoist Natural Skills, and Hua Jianxin had not stepped into the realm of heaven, and was still a step away.

"Hey, now the second prince and the crown prince dare to scold each other in the courtroom. It's really presumptuous, and His Majesty doesn't even care about teaching the second prince. I think he's starting to lose his mind again..."

Chen Li was pouring bitter water to Jiang Changsheng, still presumptuous and bold.