I Just Became An Immortal, My Descendants Beg Me To Come Out of the Mountain

"If you can really get a reward, help me get a sword. Recently, I have a little understanding of sword skills, and I want to see if I can create sword skills."

Jiang Changsheng said with a smile, after all, Chen Li is the number one scholar, and his patriarch is the Minister of the Household Department of Dajing Dynasty, so he can really speak in the court.

Chen Li agreed without hesitation, and the two didn't talk for long, after all, Yang Shangshu was still outside.

When the door was closed, only Jiang Changsheng was left in the room, the smile on his face disappeared, and he began to worry whether the enemy would send stronger masters.

I hope the enemy is not too strong, so that survival rewards can be obtained.

Judging from Chen Li's words, although the top masters are strong, they are not uncommon. This shows that there is a higher realm above the top. After all, the top masters are only the titles of people in the Jianghu, not the name of the realm. Jiang Changsheng needs time to become stronger.

Fortunately, Jiang Changsheng's worries were superfluous. For the next few days, officers and soldiers would come every day, and Jiang Changsheng was also talked to many times. He was confident and not worried at all. The death also came to a conclusion.

He fought back in self-defense!

Reasonable and well-documented!

Logic also works!

It's just that there is no motive. The officials of the government, the Ministry of punishment, and the prison are very confused as to who is promoting all this and why they want to kill Jiang Changsheng.

Jiang Changsheng originally expected Jiang Yuan to come to see him in person, and he would then take advantage of the opportunity to elicit the truth, but Jiang Yuan did not come. The emperor was always busy with his affairs and was not attracted by such a case.

Five days later.

The fourth prince Jiang Yu came, and he said excitedly: "Brother Changsheng, the kick you used to kill the ghost king is the shadow kick you taught me?"

Jiang Changsheng nodded, Jiang Yu became even more excited, and began to talk about the sensational impact of this matter. It was discussed in the palace, and it was said that it had spread even in the Jianghu.

Longqiguan, a Taoist priest of longevity, killed the ghost king at the age of fourteen!

Such an age, such a record, is indeed surprising.

Jiang Changsheng was secretly pleased after hearing this, but worried that more disasters would be caused.

"Even my elder brother is interested in you, and said that he would come to visit you if he had the opportunity." Jiang Yu laughed.

Jiang Changsheng's expression remained unchanged, but murderous intent arose in his heart.

The fake prince also wants to come to him?

Not moving.

You still have to be strict, wait until you are strong enough, and then take revenge.

The two chatted for a while, and Jiang Changsheng began to point out Jiang Yu's confusion on Shenying's lap. Jiang Yu listened carefully, and after half an hour, he learned a lot, and finally thanked him and left.

This time Jiang Yu didn't come empty-handed, he gave the pastry from the palace, Jiang Changsheng tasted it and thought it tasted good, compared to the light food of Longqi Temple, it was delicious.

Not bad, let him bring more next time.

Jiang Changsheng thought happily.

On that day, an army was sent to the foot of Longqi Mountain to guard Longqi Mountain, and the days of worrying the disciples were over.

A month later, Taoist Master Qingxu returned, and the army withdrew.

All the disciples gathered in the Mingxin Hall, bowed their heads facing Daoist Qingxu, the atmosphere in the hall was gloomy, Jiang Changsheng also lowered his head, Meng Qiuhe and Meng Qiushuang knelt in front of Daoist Qingxu, their foreheads pressed against the ground.

Daoist Qingxu was obviously much older than before he went down the mountain, and there were wrinkles between his brows, probably extremely worried at ordinary times.

"Ugh."

A heavy sigh broke the silence in Mingxin Hall.

Daoist Qingxu said: "Get up, you are facing the top masters like Guimu Xiewang, even if you are a teacher, you are not fully sure, you have done well enough, the dead are gone, don't let go from now on. In my heart."

Meng Qiuhe and Meng Qiushuang got up, but they still didn't dare to look up, especially Meng Qiuhe, his fists in his sleeves were trembling. His temperament had changed a lot in this month, he was not as cheerful as before, and his face was gloomy all day long. Dare to talk to him.

Daoist Qingxu looked at Jiang Changsheng and said, "Changsheng, you performed well, you saved Long Qiguan."

Jiang Changsheng hurriedly bowed and saluted, saying that it was his duty.

Daoist Qingxu didn't say too much about this matter, but said: "Your senior brother has switched to the Demon Sect. After that, he is no longer the first disciple of Longqiguan, Qiuhe is the first disciple, and Qiushuang is the second disciple. The three disciples are for longevity."

As soon as the words came out, the disciples raised their heads and asked excitedly.

Li Changqing is the head of the family in Longqi Temple, and has a close relationship with the disciples, including Jiang Changsheng, no one hates him.

Meng Qiuhe's face was extremely ugly, and he was not excited about being promoted to a senior disciple.

Jiang Changsheng was not surprised to be promoted to the third disciple. With his achievements, his status as a disciple in Longqi Temple can be transferred. Of course, only when a disciple dies, other disciples will replace him.

He can understand Li Changqing's betrayal.

The word love is not shallow.

As long as it doesn't affect his safety.

He is a cultivator of immortality. After a hundred years, everyone around him will be turned into loess and buried in the ground forever.

Daoist Qingxu didn't say much, and waved his whisk to signal his disciples to retreat.

Although the disciples were excited, they had to retreat.

Jiang Changsheng was a little hesitant, thinking that Daoist Qingxu would talk to him alone, but he didn't. He didn't seem to take the deaths of his disciples seriously.

He went back to his house alone, still confused.

Daoist Qingxu's attitude towards him was obviously very strange.

Could it be that Daoist Qingxu knows his identity?

It is really wrong that he was not allowed to listen to the sermon, even though he had such a big accident, he was not held accountable.

Jiang Changsheng thought of many possibilities, and even thought that Daoist Qingxu might also be an enemy. Of course, this idea is a bit dark, but he will pursue longevity no matter what in this life!

Immortality, immortality and godhood are his goals!

After Daoist Qingxu came back, Long Qiguan completely calmed down, the disciples no longer worried, and life resumed as before. The disciples were all orphans, more or less experienced life and death, and did not always immerse themselves in sorrow. Only one person, deeply affected.

Meng Qiuhe.

He started to practice martial arts crazily, and got the same treatment as Jiang Changsheng. He no longer listened to the preaching, and was obsessed with martial arts on the edge of the cliff, which made Qing Ku feel to Jiang Changsheng that this new big brother's current martial arts practice is as desperate as life of.

Jiang Changsheng didn't bother to comfort Meng Qiuhe, nor did he have the ability.

Time continued to pass.

unconsciously.

The fifteenth year of Kaiyuan came, and Jiang Changsheng was fifteen years old.

His zhenqi has been increasing, but he is still one step away from the fourth level of Dao Fa Natural Kung Fu.

Before the winter snow had completely melted, Chen Li came to visit, this time he brought a big gift.

"Hahaha, Changsheng, you have found a treasure. I will ask His Majesty for a sword for you. Your Majesty gave an order and spent several months begging for a famous sword from the rivers and lakes. This sword is called Taihang Sword. It is said that It can be regarded as one of the top ten famous swords in Jianghu."

Chen Li laughed. He put the sword on the table and made a crisp sound when it collided.

Jiang Changsheng asked in surprise, "Your Majesty is so aggressive?"

Chen Li shook his head and said: "Your Majesty just said a word, the people below ran away and broke their legs. The Longqi Temple is located in the capital, and it is a Taoist temple personally appointed by His Majesty. The disciples were massacred by the death row prisoners in the prison. Too many power departments are involved. The people below In order to please His Majesty, naturally we have to do our best, this is also to smooth the anger in His Majesty's heart, and in today's martial arts, swordsmen are weak, and the ten famous swords are not as powerful as before."

Jiang Changsheng suddenly realized, he came to the table, picked up the scabbard, and pulled out the Taihang sword, the sword light shone, making him squint his eyes.

Chen Li was also dazzled, and said with emotion: "Taihang is definitely a magic weapon. I have tried it, and it cuts iron like mud. This sword light can also confuse the enemy."

Jiang Changsheng looked at the Taihang sword. It was more than three feet long, and the blade was three fingers wide. It doesn't hurt your hand, but it's very comfortable.

"Not bad, I like it, thank you Brother Chen."

Jiang Changsheng praised, this sword is handsome, worthy of his appearance.

Chen Li smiled, and then talked about the outcome of the case.

The sky prison will be remodeled to pursue greater defensive capabilities. More than 30 officials, large and small, have been strangled, and no fewer than five have been beheaded. The highest official position involves a third-rank official. The city is full of wind and rain, and everyone is in danger. The city is monitored by the government every day. The emperor suspects that there is another person behind the ghost king, but in the end the real culprit behind the scenes was not found, and the case ended like this.

For Longqi Temple, the emperor gave a lot of money and food, which can be regarded as appeasement.

Jiang Changsheng has no opinion, and he is not qualified to express an opinion.

After Chen Li finished speaking, he left in a hurry. He was promoted recently, and it was time for him to be busy.

Jiang Changsheng didn't stay in the house, but went to the Dao Bell Tower. There were very few disciples around here, because the buildings here were all warehouses, storing firewood, grain and other goods.

He began to stimulate the spiritual energy according to the mental method of Yujianjue. First, let the Taihang sword fly into the air, and then he can use the sword. This process is difficult, but he feels fresh and full of fighting spirit.

Yu Jian is cultivating immortals!

How can a dignified immortal cultivator always use the moves of a martial artist to fight against the enemy?

...

After the Longqiguan tragedy ended, those dignitaries who wanted to kill Jiang Changsheng also settled down. Jiang Changsheng lived a peaceful year when he was fifteen, and he did not encounter any more murders or disasters.

In the sixteenth year of Kaiyuan, Jiang Changsheng was sixteen years old.

On a summer afternoon, he finally practiced the fourth layer of Taoism Natural Kung Fu, and the true energy in his body began to transform into stronger energy.

Spiritual power!

The energy of a cultivator!

From this moment on, he can be regarded as a real metamorphosis, and he can practice spells and use magic tools in the future.

The magic weapon Qilin Fuchen he got when he was six years old is still in his mind, he has never used it, and he has long been looking forward to using it.

Jiang Changsheng compared it. His own spiritual power was ten times that of the true energy before the breakthrough. It was huge. His senses were even more enhanced, and his hearing could cover the entire Longqi Temple. The eyesight of the soul can penetrate matter, spy on the outside world, and spy on the essence of things.

Once transformed!

Jiang Changsheng was in a good mood, and felt that there was no need to worry about any enemies coming.

Compared with when he killed the ghost king, his own strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and he can even be described as reborn.

It took two days for Jiang Changsheng to consolidate his cultivation and master spiritual power proficiently. He could even fly with a sword, but he didn't dare to be too ostentatious, and it was over after a little trial.

He is still not sure whether there are other cultivators in this world, whether there are warriors who can match him, and he cannot act recklessly.

Ask for a reward, ask for a ticket~~~