Having just become a fairy god, my descendants may come out

Jiang Changsheng gave Hoang Xuan the handbook as a piece of Golden Lan jade ye, unlike spreading beans into bean spirit power, Kim Lan jade ye is a dharma, he has the ability to control, he wants to try to see if the prospect of killing the enemy is not a reward survival.

Breaking through the Seventh-level Natural Dao, his divine consciousness soon changed, he at the Golden Lion jade above saved a ray of divine thought, this divine thought once opened, could only last for a while, so he gave up Bai Xuan not wanting to use it soon, conveniently he then locked the other Kim Body as the enemy.

The effective divine thought is equivalent to Jiang Changsheng’s eye, he can be ten thousand miles away, manipulating Kim Lan jade ye to lock the enemy, as if the divine thought dissipates, he has an idea in his mind, can also let Kim Lan jade ye fly back, this is the great dharma.

One hour of incense, relying on The Jade Dragon was enough to kill The Golden Body!

This is a different martial dao cultivator, the powerful fairy is not only the body, there is also the soul, but the martial dao, focusing only on the body, at least in front of his eyes, he comes into contact with the martial dao realm without soul steps.

Without knowing the soul, it was lawless to feel heavenly essence!

Jiang Changsheng looked at the direction that had begun to practice Jiang Xiu, thinking to himself: “When can you go to a Qianyuan, let me see the benefits.”

This martial dao is also not a martial artist, obviously a martial dao, because he is waiting at the Inner Dragon Realm, so the contact with the martial artist realm will not be too great.

At least on this continent, Qian Chen is very few people who know the legend.

If he didn’t have a survival system, couldn’t cultivate, maybe he would have to go to the Heavenly Cave Saint Sect, wait for the Heavenly Cave Saint to not satisfy him, he would have to go overseas, constantly changing circumstances, and his contact with the martial artist realm was constantly increasing.

It’s exhausting to think about.

Luckily I’m a fairy.

Jiang Changsheng thought quietly.

In his spare time, he decided to play math again.

【 in front of the fire value: 4630032 】

“I want to know how strong Qian Chen is?”

【 need to consume 10000 valuable fire incense, whether or not to continue 】

Not.

Qian Chen was a thousand valuable fire incense.

Thus, it seems that the value of fire can not completely represent the value force, just the price ladder realm.

Jiang Changsheng gave birth to a thought again.

“I want to know how strong the Three Heavenly Realms are?”

【 need to consume 1000000 valuable fire incense, whether or not to continue 】

Not!

One hundred thousand fire incense value!

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Except for him, on this continent, the strongest martial artist was only nine thousand valuable fire incense, and the distance immediately came.

Relaxed!

Jiang Changsheng thought of the Four Seas of Tianhai.

“I want to know how strong Tianhai is the strongest martial artist?”

【 need to consume 150000 valuable incense incense, whether or not to continue 】

Not!

After all, Tianhai was stronger than the martial artist, it seemed that the sea was stronger in the world martial arts.

Jiang Changsheng secretly rejoiced, good luck himself waiting for the mainland not to be supreme, otherwise too dangerous.

The system up until now could not cover the entire martial dao world, three heavenly moves if existed, the other one would definitely hide the three false heavenly moves.

“Wait in the Great Landscape, constantly attacking the realm, this is the best.”

Jiang Changsheng thought quietly, he asked a few questions, all of them chose not to, although there was no clear answer, but more or less could surmise the desire for answers.

A prosperous building in the stronghold, Jiang Luo sat at the hotel on the second floor by the window, calmly drinking, his eyes looked at the way, not knowing what to think.

For so many years, he had transformed greatly, his entire upper body was dissipating with dangerous aura, the blood-red color of his eyebrows was even more murderous.

A figure sat across from him, interrupting his thoughts.

Jiang Luo turned his head and asked, “Master, what is the situation?”

Sitting across from him was a white-haired man, who was not old, at first glance three or forty years old, who was dressed in a baggy white robe.

The second floor except for them, there were no other guests, so Jiang Luo dared to ask directly.

The white-haired man said calmly: “The Great Qi dragon circuit is not good, without thinking of the Great Qi, the more the Imperial City is built in the upper dragon circuit, they have already passed the tunnel. The desire to steal the dragon circuit is too difficult, it is only possible to exchange one head of the dragon circuit.”

Jiang Luo frowned and asked, “Great Qi has such strengths, you can be The Golden Body.”

In his perception, the divine dynasty is not bad, the vast majority of the dynasty uses the Divine Scene because of the Sect Master.

The white-haired man said, “Great Qi also has The Golden Body, speaking of, he or mine.”

“Also from the Heavenly Saint?”

Jiang Luo’s eyebrows furrowed tighter, and as soon as he mentioned The Heavenly Saint, his eyes were filled with hatred.

The white-haired man poured wine on one side, and nodded and said: “It’s not wrong, on this continent, the original martial dao is from the Heavenly Cave, going to the Golden Body, or more or less with the profound Celestial Movement, this is also the Inner Heavenly Dynamic Saint, They are not afraid of the Tide of Rebellion, they do not need to control the world.”

Jiang Luo finished listening, also let himself pour the wine, then took a sip of sadness.

The white-haired man smiled and said: “You want to be a vengeful master, I understand, there is no need to rush, I also want to direct The Saint to avenge, rest assured, that day will not come sooner or later.”

Jiang Luo asked, “Master, how many years have you gone now?”

“Fast a thousand years.”

The white-haired man revealed a smile, smiled with great confidence, he paused for a moment, and said: “The Golden Body above the realm is no longer a distant hope, finish this meal, go south, at that time, the master will also make you suck others, give you the day to enter the Divine Realm.”

Jiang Luo heard Shen Chen, his face turned towards the chi.

The Great Scene and the Great Wilderness did not break out, ordinary people did not know The Golden Scene, the people also thought that the emperor changed his mind.

The Great Wilderness also did not first initiate the attack, the two Great Dynasties entered the demon realm peacefully.

The two dynasties were on the border to mobilize large numbers of troops to defend each other.

Four seasons of intersection.

Qian Yu thirty-seven years came, June one day, it was in a light wind.

Jiang Changsheng entered the Jade Essence Qing Truc Lin inside, planted for twelve years, this piece of bamboo forest has matured, also means that Dai Jing has become the qi of the dynasty that has passed twelve years.

The bamboo forest at first glance and the normal bamboo forest did not have a big difference, but Jiang Changsheng could feel the spirit qi, which made him mentally peaceful.

Jade Essence Qingxue Lin and Earth Spirit promoted the growth of spirit qi that brought Long Khoi around, this place naturally became an ashram.

The guard at Vong Chen bamboo forest saw Jiang Changsheng coming, immediately stood up, because he stood up so quickly, he brought the dragonfly’s waist, his face showed a look of anguish.

Jiang Changsheng did not appear in front of him, used his spirit power to help him heal, and slowly sat him down.

Elder Vong Chen smiled bitterly and said, “Old people, it’s always easy to fall.”

Once pretending to be the Crown Prince, he and Jiang Changsheng were born at the same time, now they are also eighty-seven years old, because of the normal martial arts, he misses the best martial arts age, he is not high, the natural life expectancy and ordinary people are a form.

These two years, Vong Chen had done a good job, he knew that he could live so long, he was lucky to have Jiang Changsheng.

Everyone has their own tribulation, some people can live to be hundreds of years old, but the majority of ordinary people can only live to be seven or eighty years old.

Jiang Changsheng followed him to sit down, sat at his side, and talked with him about the past.

Speaking from the year that made the Crown Prince go through, Vong Chen’s expression changed well, and he smiled and said: “I have worked through the Crown Prince all my life, experienced through the power of special struggle, can follow you to the dao, really the three happy beings, follow you in the mountain of tranquility, Although calm, but not dull, it feels very slow, this whole life is long enough, considering that tomorrow falls, I also feel satisfied.”

Jiang Changsheng smiled and said: “You can think that very well, the person who comes has nothing to come, and when he comes, he wants not to worry.”

Vong Chen nodded, and he suddenly said: “Sect Master, you are actually the First Grand Prince, although you don’t show it, but I can see it, the queen mother can move to this place, Yang family can fend off the disciple, the answer is very clear.”

Jiang Changsheng’s face did not change color, there was no denial.

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“Leave the Crown Prince, settle down in the dao, and then you can be the lord of The Great Landscape, no tiger is the first person in the world, Vong Chen is also very grateful, in this world, whoever saves me, I am only appreciative, only you save me, I’m going to be very sorry, so I’m willing to take care of this secret for you, until now, I’m leaving quickly, a lot of unspoken words don’t stand a chance.”

Jiang Changsheng listened to Vong Chen speak alone, finished speaking, Vong Chen’s voice became lower and lower, and his head was drooping.

He had already thought of finding an opportunity with Jiang Changsheng to confide in him, it was just normal to see Jiang Changsheng cultivating, embarrassedly disturbed, in his heart, relying on knitting medicine for many years.

Listening to Vong Chen, Jiang Changsheng was also at the previous half-life.

At a young age, he hated the Crown Prince, even thought of looking for an opportunity to kill the Crown Prince, but when he saw Vong Chen, he knew that not only was he poor, Vong Chen was poorer.

Jiang Yan, although he abandoned him, would also think of a way to make him survive, the others who tried to kill him were all in Mamen chi nan after being eliminated by Jiang Uyen, as revenge for him.

But Vong Chen, he is literally fatherless without a mother, the waste of work is just a way to die.

Even if it was a fake Crown Prince, at the battle of Jingcheng in rebellion, Vong Chen before his death still replaced Jiang Changsheng, the real Crown Prince retained the Royal Family.

Jiang Changsheng had become a habit of Vong Chen as a friend, familiar every day watching him sweep the garbage, taking his place with tea and water.

In the midst of inanimateness, they had become family, with no blood connection.

Jiang Changsheng thought of the Empress Dowager before she died, reminding him that it was a lot of Vong Chen, she didn’t know that in the courtyard it was Vong Chen, but she knew that Jiang Changsheng saved the Crown Prince, she said he was a miserable person, sheep should not be brought.

For Vong Chen, time is very slow, for Jiang Changsheng, time is very fast.

He left one after another, only the moon could be his friend.

Vong Chen’s head suddenly rested on Jiang Changsheng on his shoulder, his voice extremely thin: “Like there is an afterlife . . . I want to help you. . . . Let him sweep the yard. . . . He was religious. . . . . . Enjoy the moon together. . . . . . Good static. . . .”

Vong Chen’s hands were helplessly lowered, the sound stopped slightly, he just like that rested on Jiang Changsheng on his shoulder, like falling asleep.

Jiang Changsheng raised his head, his eyes penetrating through the bamboo forest, seeing the sky blue.

He said quietly, “There will be a chance.”

He suddenly found himself missing his old friendship, always feeling that the person next to him was a passerby, it was such a long friendship, he wouldn’t let go.

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The spirit was depleted. The old era collapsed, leading to the demise of the prophet. Humans must adapt to a world without spirits.

From there the age of magic was born. The old era is hidden by the heads.

Then one day, the spirit spirit restored, the old era ruins with tens of thousands of years buried underground began to appear.

Is the Magician or The New Prophet the master of the new age?

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