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

Chen Xiang this time was nothing more than bringing a little gift, and Jiang Changsheng left for two hours, he was already in the servant city, he could put aside the time to visit him, it was not easy.

In the meantime, Chen Xi also asked how his martial arts had been lately, he was very low-key, and at the point of progress, there was no specificity about how strong he was.

He didn’t dare to promise that Chen Xi was not an enemy, so he was very careful.

Chen Xi left half a month later, the new year approached.

The tide scene is also a new year, signifying the old and new.

Long Kai is the dao sect, the new year is not boisterous.

In the new year, Meng Shuhe brought the disciples back, leaving at sixteen, when returning twenty people, including three in baby diapers, there were five teenagers, in other words, four disciples.

Qingyu also broke an arm, not as before, Jiang Changsheng saw him when he was in awe, and asked with concern, but Qingyu smiled freely, and Feng Feng disdained to teach.

“Brother, you are still right, there is no such good mountain under the mountain, there is no war, there is an unfathomable human heart.”

Qing Chen said a sentence, Jiang Changsheng couldn’t comfort him, he could only pat his shoulder.

The next day, Qingyue was early in the morning in the martial arts training pavilion, and the disciples also knew that he was enlightened, and there was no disturbance to him, Jiang Changsheng finished knocking for a long time and was at the side doing the exercises.

He was in the habit of doing the exercises alone, which made him feel safe.

This group of disciples who returned to give up Long Kai were shocked for a long time, because the Second Brother was all injured, the evil Gypsy, far beyond their imagination.

It had been a month, and the mountain had completely disappeared, and Long Kai had also turned into a life force, because many eight new disciples, and three young children, poked the disciples who regularly surrounded them.

Jiang Changsheng had brought Vajrayana, Qi Qi completely held, dedicated to the Dao of Natural Gong.

Heavy martial arts in the inner work, strong internal work, practicing external martial arts is also very easy, and Jiang Changsheng is the first cultivator!

Jiang Changsheng’s senses were extraordinarily strong, he sensed it, the three true qi disciples were all far behind his half, and the True Qi Sect was just not very different from him, enough to see the cultivation of the martial arts and the martial dao of the distance.

He also did not have arrogance, his qi was only one side, his strength still had to refer to other factors, let alone his body was still in the mature stage.

Chen Xiang maintained the past half a year once, every time he saw him, Jiang Changsheng could feel that he was tired, and he had been eager to tell the poinsettia to change to severe fatigue.

The emperor’s pursuit of magic, the more serious, the more angry the court was, and some officials were dismissed, causing the imperial court to be moved.

Time flew by.

Kaiyuan fourteen years.

Fourteen-year-old Jiang Changsheng was about to be one meter seven, his face, his long hair was tied to the back of his head, revealing his forehead, two sideburns touching his shoulders, the appearance of the leather bag at Long Kai inside was extremely outstanding, a little female disciple was all for him, but he was only enthralled at the exercises.

If you want to become a family, you need to go down the mountain.

This one year, summer days.

Long Tao Chung above, Chen Xi sat on the ground, rubbed the sweat on his forehead, his face was full of sorrow, and said: “Longevity, are you not hot, why not stay in the room inside the resort?”

Jiang Changsheng sat quietly on the fence, looking like he could always fall, but as steady as Taishan, he closed his eyes and replied, “The quiet is naturally cold.”

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“You’re more and more like The Chief Daoist.”

Chen Xiang felt a sentence, then began to curse: “Your Majesty’s Emperor is really getting more and more stupid, but let people dig the peach river, due to the north to the south, long with the coast, this is not ten years and twenty years to complete the situation, I heard that he just wants to conveniently transport medicine, simply mythical, simply unconventional!”

Jiang Changsheng’s eyes widened, his expression ancient.

Peach river?

Isn’t this Huaxia in Yang Guang’s history?

The more Chen Xi said, the more resentful he was, the more he needed to waste so much manpower and resources, the national treasury urgently did not speak, and the people were mistaken.

“It’s going to be like that again, it’s going to war again, it’s going to go to war around the dynasty, who, it’s not there.”

Chen Xiang said on the one hand, for this, Jiang Changsheng could not comfort him.

Watching this gesture, If it is true, Long Kai is not safe either.

Jiang Changsheng in his heart generated a sense of urgency, although his true qi was far beyond the Chief Daoist, but his enemies were many.

You must definitely grasp the time to train into the fourth-level Natural Dao!

Chen Xi said that once he left, he really couldn’t bear it, he was about to faint.

Jiang Changsheng watched him leave, and saw that Chen Xiang was starting to have a little cuffed back.

It’s a waste of may, of course.

Jiang Changsheng, although he was fourteen years old, but this past life combined, also surpassed forty years old, and the moon passed with great sensitivity.

His body was in youth, so he was born on the mountain one day, the next year.

A month later.

Brother Li Changqing reached out to Jiang Changsheng and asked him if he wished to go down the mountain.

Jiang Changsheng directly rebuffed.

Come again?

Li Changqing left in frustration, after all, he couldn’t resist.

Three days later, Li Changqing brought fifteen disciples down the mountain, the youngest of whom were also thirteen years old.

Jiang Changsheng waited for the reminder.

Indeed.

The next day at noon, in front of him jumped out a line of words:

【 Kai Yuan for fourteen years, he convinced the Great Brother, thinking to lead you down the mountain, you refused, thereby avoiding a killing battle, harvesting the reward of survival —— the calligraphy 】

Calligraphy?

Jiang Changsheng was disappointed, it seemed that big and small tribulations would also decide to reward big and small.

In his spare time, he had already obtained the Complete Knitting Technique, unfortunately he did not have the peak cultivation.

Calligraphy is also okay, Long Khoi quan has always been interested in visitors coming here to recite poems to entertain the situation, see that there are many offices inside, all of which are group guests.

It’s not bad when there’s nothing wrong with digging.

Anyway life in this place except for doing the exercises, is extremely dull.

Jiang Changsheng that day wanted to go to the pen and ink on the page, in the paper practice room, one side practicing calligraphy, the other side thinking about the situation.

It was already the second time, there was a way to go to the sacrifice, after all, twice he opened his mouth to let Jiang Changsheng down the mountain, he just needed to ask through Big Brother, Second Brother could come out.

At night, Qingyue returned to his room, he had just finished bleaching his legs, sat on the bed on one side and rubbed his feet with a cloth, and said: “Senior Brother, tomorrow your majesty’s emperor wants to go to Long Kai, you quickly come to see, the other one is the current Saint Emperor, it is difficult to meet all your life.”

Hearing this, Jiang Changsheng’s right hand shook slightly, and he calmly asked: “What’s the emperor worth watching, is it possible to add a mouth to us?”

Qing smiled bitterly and said, “Don’t say that, be careful to be transmitted, you don’t want to go, so don’t go.”

Jiang Changsheng stretched out his hand, applauded the writing himself, and said with a smile: “It’s not that you don’t go, it’s not about doing it.”

On the white paper write three words.

Non-military!

. . .

The next day at noon, Jiang Changsheng walked to the middle pavilion on the stone road, he had just finished practicing the exercises, preparing to go and look at his father.

A hundred feet away, he heard fellow disciples discussing.

“That’s your majesty, it’s really the martial god!”

“That’s right, I heard that your majesty cultivates true dragon qi, like a dragon.”

“I’m actually curious if your Majesty has found it or not.”

“Don’t say it, if you can hear it, you’re going to be beheaded.”

The closer Jiang Changsheng was, the less he could hear, and he quickly heard emperor Jiang Yan and Qingxue talking.

The two people were remembering the towering moon, most of them were Jiang Uyen talking, most of them were feeling, Qingyuan was the head of the painting, the clouds flowed.

At the nearby Minh Tam Palace outside the pavilion, there are guards who are not exempt from entering.

Meng Shuhe and a group of disciples at the emperor had to pass on the way to get it, this is a small stream, piercing through Long to the mountain, above there is a small bridge crossing, the small stream on both sides is extremely dense, the whole group at the small bridge next to the inner temple, There were more than ten people, jostling Xiao Ting all standing no less.

Meng Shuhe was exploding last time when he saw them all, saw Jiang Changsheng coming, he lit up, and said: “Rare guests, Jiang, why did you come here, hurry in, you quickly give up your seat.”

Sitting the three disciples hurriedly stood up, on the other hand, the disciple also made an opening.

Jiang Changsheng is the only Daoist who speaks through the ability to freely practice, does not need to listen to dao disciples, special status, and he is normally unique, giving disciples to him is very far from feeling, not daring to arbitrarily sin.

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Jiang Changsheng sat down and asked with a smile: “How can you relax and talk to the old man?”

Long Xiu’s three great disciples were all martial artists, Grand Master Li Changqing was great, and Meng Shuhe, but based on poor compensation, and Li Changqing discussed at the same time.

Meng Shuhe smiled and said: “It is natural to come to see the foot of the dragon qi, hearing that the Divine Spirit is like a dragon in the picture, can you not follow bai?”

It’s a bit qualified.

Jiang Changsheng and his brother began to make small talk, for him to come, we felt new, Meng Shuhe was even more so.

Meng Shuhe was very curious about Jiang Changsheng today, he last year looked at Jiang Changsheng, asked to compete with the thought, how did Jiang Changsheng previously lose, said that he was not qualified, so that he could not force his hand, he could only consider it.

After half an hour.

A group of forbidden armors walked over, Qingyuan and Jiang Yan appeared in sight, the disciples rushed out to the court, kneeling to perform the ceremony, Jiang Changsheng was the same, worshipping his own father, there was nothing bad.

Waiting for Jiang Uyen to approach, Jiang Changsheng couldn’t raise his head, and immediately confronted Jiang Uyen at eye level.

Jiang Uyen who was wearing the golden bottom of the dragon cell, his head was lightly flexible Emperor, his face was majestic, his hair was gray, he just walked over, under the drooping gaze, and Jiang Uyen raised his eyes to touch, Jiang Changsheng stiffened, and hurriedly bowed his head.

He fantasized through countless types of situations with Jiang Uyen, even thinking of directly thinking about cards, but how should Jiang Uyen trust?

No witness a.

The Chief Daoist was just outside the palace that happened to save him.

“This little taoist raised his head.”

Right at Jiang Changsheng’s mind was as chaotic as a ghost, Jiang Uyen sounded, he didn’t raise his head, considering that Jiang Uyen was calling other disciples.

Qingxue sounded: “Longevity, your majesty called you.”

Jiang Changsheng unconsciously raised his head, once again confronted Jiang Yan, he did not hide his urgency, seeing that the emperor was not urgent, but there were demons.

He noticed Jiang Yan behind an old eunuch, bowed his head, bent on his back, his body was extremely weakened, as if half of his body had gone to the grave.

Good true qi is powerful, even a little stronger than The Chief Daoist!

Jiang Changsheng remembered him well, before he took himself to the palace, it was this old crane, even if he and Qing Chen were not this old crane, he was on the road with a lot of people switching hands.

Jiang Changsheng didn’t care about the eunuch, but the irises, said: “Your Majesty.”

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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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