Yanlong stood in front of the mountain gate of Longqiguan, holding a broad knife in his right hand, and stuck it on the stone steps. His arms, his face is vicissitudes of life, but there is still arrogance between his eyebrows, and his long gray hair is casually scattered, like a lion.

He looks over sixty years old, but his physical strength exceeds that of most young people.

The disciples of Longqiguan stood in a row in front of the small bridge, waiting in full force. They were not nervous, but rather excited.

You can watch the Daochang take action again!

Soon, Jiang Changsheng arrived, and the disciples quickly gave way.

Jiang Changsheng stopped and looked at Yanlong. He was really good, and he was indeed a master of the hidden world.

After Jianchi's death, how could ordinary warriors dare to go up the mountain to challenge, all who can come are peerless masters or dying people. Obviously, Yanlong has both.

Yan Long was also looking at Jiang Changsheng, and was secretly shocked. This Taoist priest is so young and looks like a half-old child. He really suppressed half of the martial arts?

Yan Long suddenly saw Xu Tianji holding a broom, and couldn't help sneering: "The leader of the Guiyuan Sect has been reduced to sweeping the floor."

Xu Tianji disapproved and said, "Although I am sweeping the floor, I am still alive. You are going to die soon. This broom of mine is for you to collect your corpse."

The two were **** for tat, obviously having old grudges.

Yan Long was too lazy to fight with him, so he looked back at Jiang Changsheng, and said, "Let's take action, don't hold back, let the old man see the true strength of the martial arts mythology, it is best to let the old man die here."

Jiang Changsheng pulled out the Taihang sword and said with a smile, "I can satisfy you."

This person is too old, and he can't keep the mountain alive for a few years, so just kill him.

Yanlong's eyes narrowed, and he slashed with the knife. His speed was extremely fast. The knife was cut out, and afterimages continued, as if dozens of knives were cut at the same time, and the countless knife energy swept toward Jiang Changsheng like a storm, with a huge momentum. , let all the disciples move.

Such a strong sword qi, compared to Jian Chi, this is visible to the naked eye, making people tremble involuntarily.

Jiang Changsheng raised the Taihang Sword, his speed of raising the sword was faster, the sword pointed at Yanlong, his wrist flicked, and the blade burst out with a more violent sword qi, crushing it away with overwhelming force, instantly dispelling the violent sword qi.

"That's... how is that possible!"

Yan Long widened his eyes, his eyes full of fear.

rumbling—

The loud noise of Longqi Mountain alarmed the people in the city. Countless people turned their heads and saw a spectacular scene on the top of the mountain. They saw a wave of air visible to the naked eye rushing away from the top of the mountain to disperse the sea of ​​​​clouds for thousands of feet, as if tearing the sky crack.

Such a spectacular scene is breathtaking, the thirteen thorns of Tiansu and the unlucky Buddha in the palace have fallen on the eaves, looking at the dragon rising with fear.

"That demon is getting stronger and stronger..."

Guiliu muttered to himself, and others thought the same way.

On the top of the mountain, in front of Longqiguan Mountain Gate.

The sword qi dissipated, and the situation was about to stop.

Everyone looked at Yan Long and took a deep breath.

Yan Long had already turned into a **** man, trembling all over, and with a plop, he fell straight forward, blood spilled on the ground, and his knife fell to the ground.

Jiang Changsheng said with a blank face, "Send Senior Crazy Blade Yanlong to the Hero's Tomb."

After that, he turned and left, and all the disciples looked at him in awe, Xu Tianji, Jiang Ziyu, Arakawa, Wangchen and others did the same.

In the distance, above the eaves, Hua Jianxin, dressed in white, bowed her head slightly, and her soft humming came from under the mask: "I really know how to be majestic."

Her voice was full of laughter.

The disciples cheered, and the performance of the Taoist priest made them proud.

Back in his house, Jiang Changsheng had a line of words in front of him:

[In the 40th year of Kaiyuan, Crazy Blade Yanlong came to enter the hero's grave. You survived his challenge successfully, survived a killing disaster, and obtained a survival reward - martial arts "killing **** and devil knife"]

Martial arts?

It's a bit bad, but it's better to have one more skill. It can not only pass it on to Long Qiguan, but also provide an additional cover-up method when facing an incomparable and powerful enemy in the future.

Jiang Changsheng began to inherit the God-killing Demon Sword.

The sword of killing gods and demons is as famous as the name, the swordsmanship of killing gods, the swordsmanship of enchanting demons, is extremely domineering. Through killing, it will continuously strengthen the sword's qi, and even burn qi and blood to promote the sword's qi. This is an extreme martial art. It is easy to lose life, but in desperate situations, it may be possible to find a way to survive.

…

The mad knife broke the halberd and the dragon rose and was buried in the hero's tomb. The matter quickly spread throughout the Dajing Wulin, and the image of the longevity Taoist changed again in the hearts of the martial arts people, and then thought of his calamity.

Inhumans too!

The name of Immortal Master Changsheng gradually began to spread, and the reason was that people who believed in Jiang Changsheng conducted transmission. Later, it was recognized by more and more people. Only when Jiang Changsheng was recognized as an Immortal Master could Wufu get a little comfort.

It seemed that no matter how strong a master was, he was vulnerable in front of Jiang Changsheng. He was too powerful, so powerful that it eclipsed other masters.

About a month after Crazy Saber's fall, Wan Li returned with his disciples and brought a group of new disciples, more than 50 of them, all of them displaced orphans.

"Master, your spell is too long. I almost got hacked to death when I recited it before, but I found out that it can be cast as soon as I get in, you bluff me!"

Wan Li sat in front of Jiang Changsheng and complained bitterly. Others in the courtyard couldn't help but laugh, and Xu Tianji laughed even more, mocking Wan Li for being honest.

Jiang Changsheng said: "Sincere is the spirit. If it is an emergency, you don't have to do this. You can measure it yourself."

Wan Li was just complaining, the talisman paper is really easy to use, he said excitedly: "Many sects want to buy talisman paper from us, Taoist priest, this can develop into a big business."

Jiang Changsheng shook his head and said: "The incense money is not enough for you to earn? How can there be so many talismans, I also need to practice."

This is the truth. The talisman paper printed with spells consumes spiritual power. If there is a large supply, how can he cultivate?

Wan Li scratched his head and said no more, and immediately bragged to Jiang Ziyu and Arakawa, saying that the two years of experience in the arena has made the two young people yearn for it, but the good times did not last long, Xu Tianji jumped out halfway to pretend, he The story is more exciting, making the two teenagers even more curious.

…

Spring to summer, early July.

The bad news came from the northern border of Dajing. Qin King Jiang Yu and his elite were surrounded by an army of 400,000. The two great masters of ancient Khan joined forces and killed 22 generals in a row. The Qin King was escorted by Zong Tianwu. As a result, nearly 100,000 soldiers were reduced to bones and blood flowed into rivers.

This army was the elite of the King of Qin, and it was invincible before. Such a fiasco made Dajing Wenwu and the common people terrified.

"Trash! Trash!"

On the Golden Palace, Jiang Yu roared, trembling with anger.

A general couldn't help but said: "His Royal Highness, King Qin has also made a lot of credit, how can there be an invincible army?"

Jiang Yu glared at him and said, "If King Qin is not greedy for merit, how could he be like this?"

He cursed loudly, making the general feel ashamed and angry.

Jiang Yuan sat on the dragon chair, expressionless and not interrupting.

Now, Jiang Yu is already suspected of taking power. He doesn't ask Jiang Yuan about many things, and gives orders directly. This sign is that Jiang Yu re-established the princess and the illegitimate son as the heir apparent.

Jiang Yu calmed down and snorted: "Gu Khan has three great masters, I think I am right, my Highness will invite four masters who are not inferior to the masters, and destroy the three great masters of ancient Khan. Seeing that they still dare to be arrogant, I will pass the order on. , Your Highness is going to drive the expedition in person!"

As soon as these words came out, the civil and military officials looked at each other in dismay, but no one stopped them. Even if Jiang Yu died, it would be fine. Anyway, there were enough princes.

the other side.

Inside the Longqi Guan, Jiang Changsheng was lying on the body of the white dragon. The body of the white dragon is much wider than his shoulders. Incense value.

Recently, the incense value has soared, and it has exceeded the number of 700.

He figured out that when the scene is in danger, the incense rises fast, and mortals can only pray for the blessing of the gods. When the scene is safe, mortals are busy earning money, surviving, and there is hope in life, but they don’t believe in immortals. God, Heaven.

Of course, the most important thing is that the transmission of information is too slow. Those who can come to Longqiguan to burn incense are not common people. If the people want to understand his magic, they have to rely on Longqiguan disciples to travel the rivers and lakes and preach for him.

He still can't figure it out for the time being. Even if a person worships him, even if he has a little incense value, like the previous calamity consumption, whether this person's incense value will still appear. Maybe there are those people who were before in the more than 700 incense points, but to survive The system did not explain, he could only passively accept it.

In any case, the incense value is just the icing on the cake, it must not become his core support, and he can still cultivate.

After breaking through the sixth floor, he did not stop cultivating. According to the rules, the next breakthrough would be decades later. This is still the speed of daily cultivation.

"What, you're going to join the army, fooling around, you're only eleven years old, are you crazy?"

Wang Chen's voice came from the side. It turned out that Jiang Ziyu wanted to join the army when he learned that King Qin was defeated, but he now respects Jiang Changsheng the most, and he has to ask Jiang Changsheng for all his ideas.

Jiang Ziyu stalked his neck and said, "Although I am young, my martial arts skills are beyond that of ordinary soldiers, and Ping An can follow me. Didn't Uncle Tianji say that Ping An can tear apart the best masters by hand?"

Xu Tianji hurriedly shouted: "I'm exaggerating, the top master stands and lets him fight, he really can't stand it, but the top master will definitely hide~lightnovelpub.net~ Jiang Ziyu glared at him, very dissatisfied. , Xu Tianji glared back provocatively, he was the leader of a generation.

"You wait for me, one day, I will make Guiyuan Divine Sect submit to me, and let you go with the army for me." Jiang Ziyu cried.

Xu Tianji scratched his ears and said, "My little King Wei, unless you become the emperor, even if your father wants to make you the crown prince, how many years will you have to wait before you can ascend to the throne? By then, I might have already entered the hero's grave."

The reputation of the Hero Tomb has spread, and many martial arts masters visit it in the name of burning incense. The two tombstones of Jianchi and Kuangdao are enough to make people in the rivers and lakes fascinated. Xu Tianji plans to be buried here in the future, without losing the prestige of a generation of martial arts overlords.

"Okay, Ziyu, don't worry, my teacher will teach you a little now."

Jiang Changsheng's voice floated, and Jiang Ziyu immediately ran over and listened carefully.

"If you want to achieve your ambitions, when you play is critical."

Jiang Changsheng said leisurely: "The building is about to collapse, and only then can we turn the tide. That's when your achievements are the greatest and when you are the closest to the throne. Now that you join the army, there is a high probability that you will die. Both you and Ping An have the courage to take on more generals."

Jiang Ziyu frowned, he understood the truth, but he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to wait.

"What if Dajing is defeated in the past few years?"

"What about defeat, how big the land of the thirteen states is, and the subjugation of the country is not something that can be destroyed in a few years."

"What if the ancient Khan killed the capital and killed the emperor?"

"Then being a teacher will teach you how to really turn the tide."

Jiang Ziyu was shocked by Jiang Changsheng's light-hearted words, how powerful can he say such confident words, and he couldn't refute it.