I have a role in the heavens

Jia Chang chuckled when he heard the words, and the acupuncture points in his body faintly emerged. Starlight fell from the nine heavens, landed on top of his head, and fell into the mouth of the black tiger. The evil aura was even more amazing, and the surrounding void became sticky, as if it had turned into a swamp. , can devour creatures at any time.

Master Miaomiao's expression changed drastically. He raised his head and looked into the void. His gaze penetrated the roof and saw three ancient stars shining, and he exclaimed.

"Seven kills, breaking the army, greedy wolf! Three stars in the destiny, a natural general, master of killing in the world, no wonder you can achieve such military exploits!"

"It's really surprising that Sha Po Lang's fate, which can only be condensed in troubled times, appears in peaceful times!"

"I've said everything that needs to be said. I've also told you what you want to know. It's time for us to settle the cause and effect!"

Jia Chang put away the smile on his face, his expression became serious and stern, his eyes flashed coldly, he took a step forward and shouted.

"The demon monk has evil ways and has repeatedly cast spells to plot against our Jia family. If you don't leave something behind today, I'm afraid you'll be in trouble!"

A powerful aura rose up, the black tiger roared, shaking the void, dust rose, and the entire air was filled with heavy pressure.

Golden lights appeared all over the body of the vast warrior, and his muscles were taut, like a golden Arhat, powerful and fierce. The Taoist robes on the body of Master Miaomiao glowed with a clear light, and various talismans shone and swam, forming a green light shield, protecting him in the middle. The two men's faces were ashen, their eyes were full of solemnity, and they were extremely vigilant.

"The golden body of Buddhism and the robes of Taoism are somewhat interesting, but they are not enough. Today I want to see what magical powers you have, how dare you to take action against the Jia family again and again!"

After saying that, Jia Chang took another step. The ground shook, the ruined temple collapsed instantly, rubble flew and dust filled the sky. He clenched his right hand into a fist and blasted it out.

The air waves rolled and the void shook. Two figures flew out from the ruins of the ruined temple. They struck at the same time. The vast master held a vajra and smashed it at Jia Chang. The air made bursts of explosions with terrifying force.

Master Miaomiao is holding a seven-star sword. The stars fall from nine heavens away and converge on the sword body. It is dazzling and sharp, and it pierces Jia Chang directly.

"It's a small skill, not worth mentioning!"

The iron fist was so fierce that it was difficult to withstand it. It hit the Vajra directly. The sound was like the clash of gold and iron, crisp and bright. Cracks appeared on the body of the vajra. The whole body of the great warrior was shaken, and he flew out, smashing Landing on the ground.

The power of the fist did not fade, and he blasted out again, hitting the Seven Star Sword. The starlight dispersed, the sword bent, and Miao Miao's tiger's mouth cracked, blood flowed across it, he groaned, and fell back again and again, leaving a trail on the bluestone on the ground. Footprints are clearly visible.

With just an ordinary punch, Jia Chang injured Master Mang Miao and Zhenren Miao Miao. He was so powerful that he was invincible in the world, and his graceful demeanor was heart-wrenching.

Jia Chang took a step forward, and his figure disappeared. He was so close to the horizon, and instantly appeared in front of Master Miaomiao, who had just stopped to retreat. He stretched out his right hand and pressed lightly. Master Miaomiao's sternum was shattered, and a blood arrow spurted out. His figure was like It fell towards the ground like a crumb.

Jia Chang's expression was stern, and in one flash, he appeared in front of Master Mangmang. He raised his right foot and stepped heavily on Master Mangmang's left knee.

"Crack!"

The knee was shattered, the bone spurs were exposed through the flesh and blood, and blood was flowing all over the ground. It was a horrifying sight.

"ah!"

Master Mangmang's golden body did not play any role in resisting, and he let out a miserable wail, rolling on the ground in pain.

"The Taoist priest is lame. As a fellow Taoist monk, how can he not accompany him?"

Jia Chang stared at this bloody scene with cold eyes, unmoved. He had never seen any horrifying scenes on the battlefield. Some soldiers had their stomachs scratched and their intestines flowed all over the ground. He still killed them with his knife. The enemy is just a broken leg, nothing more.

Master Mang Mang wanted to scold his mother at this moment. He and Master Miaomiao forcibly descended from the immortal world. After experiencing the pain of their souls and injuries to their bodies, he became a lunatic monk and Miaomiao became a lame Taoist. He had already paid the price, so why continue? Accompany Miaomiao, the real person who is lame.

"You are not good at cultivation. It seems that you will not be able to escape this disaster today. Let me send you to reincarnation!"

After saying that, Jia Chang showed an evil look on his face, raised his right foot again, aimed it at the chest of the great warrior, and was about to step down again.

Suddenly, a fairy light shines, and a precious mirror emerges. Countless crazy men and resentful women appear on the mirror, with endless affection, countless lovesickness and romance, all in it.

The mirror light flashed, and the pink brilliance turned into a barrier, blocking the way of the great master, and was crushed by Jia Chang's foot.

Jia Chang placed his right foot on Master Mangmang's chest, stopped his movements, and looked at Fengyue Baojian. This object came from the Ethereal Palace in the Illusion Realm of Taixu. It was made by the Fairy Jinghuan. It specializes in treating the disease of evil thoughts and actions. Jia Chang sneered and said in a deep voice to save the world and save lives.

"Fairy Jing Huan, you are far away from Lihentian and you are attacking from a distance. How can you save their lives?"

The mirror shimmered slightly, and the figure of the police fantasy fairy emerged. She glanced at the whole place and saw that Master Mang Mang and Master Miaomiao were seriously injured and could not move. She sighed, and a sweet sound came from Fengyue Baojian, Just listen to what she said.

"Mr. Wu Guo, please be noble and spare their lives!"

"Why?"

Jia Chang asked with a cold face and without giving any face.

"The nectar-watering grace between Waiter Shenying and Fairy Jiangzhu has ended. What do you think?"

Jia Chang's face softened slightly when he heard this. He lowered his head and pondered for a moment before nodding. The cause and effect between Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu was also a problem. Although he could resolve it, it would take a lot of effort. Now that the Fairy Jinghuan is willing to eliminate this cause and effect, it saves him the trouble. .

"good!"

"I'll spare their lives this time. If they fall into my hands next time, they won't be so lucky!"

Jia Chang raised his feet, glanced at the vast master, Miao Miao, and Jing Huan Fairy, sneered, and their figures blurred and disappeared in place.

Fengyue Baojian's divine light flashed and disappeared into the ruined temple, leaving only a misty voice.

"Heal your wounds well and wait for dispatch!"

Master Mangmang and Master Miaomiao looked at each other, smiled bitterly, and said bitterly.

"If the immortal body is damaged, the gain outweighs the loss!"

The old and the new come to pass, the new year puts aside the old, and in the blink of an eye it is another year. With the sound of firecrackers, the Rongguo Mansion is bustling with activity. As the Duke's Mansion, Rongguo Mansion has countless old relatives and friends who come to visit during this festival. Throughout the whole ten days, there is an endless stream of guests. , most of them came towards Jia Chang, flattering and flattering, which made people's ears go numb.

On this day, the Shangyuan Festival, the Shenjing City held a lantern festival. Emperor Yuan Kang was celebrating with the people and canceled today's curfew. Countless people, aristocratic families, young ladies, all stepped out of their homes to participate in the grand event, and the entire Shenjing City became a joyful place. The ocean, the broad streets are crowded with people, rubbing shoulders.

Jia Chang took Xiao Ruyi on the main road, stopping every three or five steps. Xiao Ruyi's eyes were attracted by the delicacies on the various stalls, and she couldn't move at all.

Jia Chang's hands were stuffed with snacks bought by Xiao Ruyi, and he looked at the little girl whose mouth kept swaying, with a look of helplessness and doting on his face.

"Mmm, it's delicious!"

Little Ruyi's mouth was full, but she still couldn't hold her tongue and let out a sigh. Her big eyes narrowed into crescents and she smiled brightly.

Jia Chang glanced at the little girl helplessly, shook his head, and ordered Li Hu behind him.

"You follow her, I'll go shopping alone!"

Jia Chang stuffed everything in his hand to Li Hu, took a step forward, and disappeared into the crowd, finally getting rid of a chore.

Jia Chang followed the flow of people and wandered around the lantern festival. There were merchants who spent a lot of money and set up lantern riddles. Anyone who could solve them would get money gifts, which attracted many people to stay here.

Jia Chang was very knowledgeable and could guess all the answers to the riddle at a glance. However, as the Duke of Wu, he could not take advantage of this. He did not answer the question and walked forward again.

Suddenly, Jia Chang stopped and saw two men approaching a girl sneakily. The two men moved very quickly, one covered her mouth, the other covered the sight of the girl's family, and quickly took the girl away.

"The one who takes pictures of flowers!"

On the Lantern Festival, not only the common people are active, but also flower-shooting people. These people like to kidnap young children and girls in such grand festival activities, and either sell them to wealthy families or sell them to Goulan tile houses. Every year this time At that time, many young children and girls were lost, and there was so much blood and tears that it was difficult to write about them.

Jia Chang locked his mind on the two of them and did not pursue them. Instead, he returned to Xiao Ruyi and Li Hu, took off the token from his waist, handed it to Li Hu's hand, and gave them instructions.

"Take my token and go to the Yulin Guards to mobilize 300 troops to surround the Earth Temple outside the city!"

Li Hu took the order and headed towards Yu Linwei's military camp. He mobilized 300 men and horses, led by Jia Huan, and hurried to the Tutu Temple.

Jia Chang first sent Xiao Ruyi back to the Duke's Mansion, and then came to the Tutu Temple full of evil spirits. This Tutu Temple occupies a large area, with houses and courtyards. There are three hundred feather forest guards with cold expressions and shocking evil spirits, holding swords. Surround the Earth Temple.

"The last general, Jia Huan, meets the commander!"

Jia Huan was dressed in armor, holding a nine-ringed sword, and saluted with clasped fists. His expression was solemn, resolute, resolute, and solemn.

"This is Hanako's Nest. You lead people in, rescue the children, and kill all the kidnappers!"

"I will obey your orders!"

Jia Huan took the order loudly, waved his hand, took the lead, kicked open the door of the Earth Temple, and rushed in with a nine-ring sword in his hand. Behind him, the soldiers were fierce and murderous.

Just as Jia Huan stepped into the Earth Temple, two steel knives struck him in the face beside the door. Jia Huan sneered, showed his fangs, and swung the nine-ring sword in his hand, directly cutting off the steel knife and slashing it. Passing through the necks of the two figures, blood spurted out, extremely bright.

Jia Huan kept walking, his eyes locked on all the adult men, and he ran straight away, killing each step. The cold light was bright, and figures fell to the ground one after another. The Yu Linwei behind him entered them and also waved his sword to kill the enemies. People are cruel, cruel, cold and heartless.

In just a quarter of an hour, dozens of figures fell into a pool of blood. The Yulin Guards began to search houses and temples. In an underground dark room, they found the abducted children and girls. They were going to send them to Shuntian Mansion to wait for their families. Take it back.

Jia Huan was covered in blood and walked up to Jia Chang with an evil look on his face. He cupped his fists in salute and said, "Return to life."

"The general is here to return to his life!"

Jia Chang looked at Jia Huan, who had a resolute face and shocking aura, and nodded secretly. Jia Huan was completely transformed, and his original wretchedness was nowhere to be seen.

"Well done, work hard and don't let your mother and sister down!"

Jia Chang patted Jia Huan on the shoulder and said encouragingly.

Jia Huan seemed to be greatly affirmed. He looked excited, scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly.

"I know, I will work hard and support my aunt and sister in the future!"

When Jia Chang heard this, he looked happy, just like me seeing his son grow up.

"Come to my house tomorrow and I will test whether your martial arts has improved!"

Jia Huan nodded and left this place with three hundred Yulin guards, heading towards Shuntian Mansion.

The next morning, Wu Guogong Mansion, martial arts training ground.

Jia Chang held his left hand behind his back and held a spear in his right hand. He looked at Jia Huan opposite him quietly and spoke calmly.

"Use all your strength and let me see how good your martial arts skills are now!"

Jia Huan's expression was solemn, his eyes slightly narrowed, his gaze sharp. Under the sunlight, the nine-ring sword in his hand glowed coldly, with faint red rust stains. These were the remains of human blood, and there was an invisible edge on the blade. He shouted loudly and kicked hard, dust flew up, and a deep pit was left on the solid ground of the martial arts training ground.

Jia Huan was like an arrow leaving the string. He raised the nine-ring sword high in his hand. The cold light flashed through the void and struck straight at Jia Chang. The wind of the sword was domineering. Before it fell, it blew up the dust on the ground and disturbed Jia Chang's movements. sight.

Jia Chang took a step back, and the shimmering blade touched the tip of his nose. He could faintly feel the cold breath of the nine-ring sword on his skin. Jia Chang's nose quivered, and a strong smell of blood came, making him frown slightly.

"It seems that during this period, Jia Huan has been very active and has killed many people with his sword. No wonder he has such murderous intent!"

Jia Huan didn't think that he could accomplish anything with his sword. With a twist of his elbow, the falling momentum of the nine-ring sword stopped, and it swept across Jia Chang's neck, extremely cruel and merciless.

Jia Chang took a step back again, but still did not make a move. He dodged the edge of the big knife with a millisecond of precision, and the cold light stimulated the down on his neck to stand up, creating a layer of goosebumps.

"The changes in moves and the strength are exquisite, but there is still a slight lag and needs to be improved!"

Jia Chang was calm and composed, with a trace of satisfaction flashing in his eyes, and he commented on Jia Huan's martial arts moves, full of calmness and ease.

Jia Huan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stepped forward. In an instant, he was behind Jia Chang. The nine-ring sword was slashed out again. On top of the broadsword, its sharpness becomes even stronger.

Jia Chang did not turn around, as if there were eyes on his back. He took two steps forward and returned to the original standing position, just in time to avoid the blade. The whole process was smooth and smooth, as if Jia Huan was deliberately cooperating with Jia Chang. Chang's movements are average and accurate.

Jia Huan stepped back and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. The white air was like a sword and lingered for a long time. It was very mysterious.

Jia Huan frowned slightly and looked solemn. He watched Jia Chang's back vigilantly. He tried his best to mobilize the energy and blood in his body. There was a faint roar of rivers rushing through his body. He raised the nine-ring sword in his hand again, his figure was like lightning. , the nine-ringed broadsword cuts through the void, the cold light is like the waning moon, it is clear and cold, making people feel chilling.

Jia Chang took a step to the left and dodged Jia Huan's sword. The sword retreated and struck down again. Jia Chang took two steps to the right again, very fast. His figure seemed to flash directly to this position, walking like a ghost. ,Erratic.

Jia Huan kept slashing the sword around Jia Chang, the cold light shone, and there were afterimages. The sharp energy was raging, leaving knife marks on the ground. Dust was flying, and the sky was dark and the earth was dark.

Jia Chang was just in a small space, dodging and moving, flashing left and right, moving forward and backward, and he just avoided the cold light of Jia Huan's blade every time.

Jia Huan's breathing gradually became heavier, his body was soaked with sweat, and he felt very tired. Sweat dripped from the corners of his eyes. He did not dare to blink, and stared at the figure in front of him. The distance was so close, but it seemed that he was far away. No matter how hard he tried, They can't even touch each other's clothes. The difference in strength is really too big, a huge gap between them.

Jia Huan mobilized the last bit of strength in his body and shouted loudly, the sound was like thunder. The energy and blood in his body surged. The nine-ring sword split the air in front and fell silently towards Jia Chang.

The spear in Jia Chang's hand finally moved, and he stabbed forward suddenly. There was an explosion in the air, and the air seemed to be pierced.

"Ding!"

The tip of the gun touched the tip of the knife, and sparks shone brightly between them, stopping in mid-air and not moving.

"when!"

Jia Huan felt a shock coming from the nine-ring sword. His arm became numb and he could no longer hold the nine-ring sword in his hand. He loosened his fingers and fell to the ground.

Jia Huan looked down at the nine-ring sword on the ground, feeling lost, sighed, and said in frustration.

"I lost!"

Jia Huan's chest rose and fell violently, his breathing was heavy, his mouth and nose were straining, his knees were bent, his hands were holding his knees, his face was red, and all his energy was exhausted.

"You are too strong. Even if I exert all my strength, I still can't touch the hem of your clothes!"

Jia Chang withdrew the spear in his hand and thrust it down. The spear sank into the ground. He slowly walked to Jia Huan and stretched out his right hand.

Jia Huan looked up, stretched out his hand, squeezed Jia Chang's palm, and straightened up.

Jia Chang looked at Jia Huan with satisfaction, patted his shoulder and praised him.

"Well done. It seems that you have not slacked off during this period and have worked hard!"

"Your martial arts realm is now close to the Qi and Blood Realm. You are only slightly weaker than Wang Ziteng. The rest is just hard work, so don't worry!"

Jia Huan perked up after hearing this, his eyes brightened, and he felt a little more confident. Who was Wang Ziteng? He was a top military general in Da Gan, deeply trusted by Emperor Yuan Kang. He suffered a disastrous defeat in the Tartar War, but was not punished. He holds such important positions as the Jiedu Envoy of the Beijing Camp.

Jia Chang and Jia Huan left the martial arts training ground and came to a pavilion to sit down.

Jia Chang looked at Jia Huan with a determined expression, thought for a moment, and spoke.

"Now you are on duty in Qianqing Palace. Although His Majesty is afraid of me and does not want me to take over the military power, but you still want to win me over, you will definitely be favored by the people around me!"

"As long as you work diligently, work hard, and make no big mistakes, you will definitely be put into great use by His Majesty, and your future will not be a problem!"

When Jia Huan heard Jia Chang's suggestion, he nodded thoughtfully and replied.

"I see!"

Jia Huan does not have the great wisdom of Jia Chang, nor is he as smart as Jia Baoyu. Fortunately, he is self-aware and willing to listen to others' advice, so he does better than many people.

"One more thing, you are not allowed to participate in the struggle between princes. Now my Jia family, a clan of Three Kingdoms Dukes, is at its peak. Even if we support the new emperor to ascend the throne, there will not be much change. But if the wrong treasure is pressed, That’s unimaginable, the pros and cons are not equal!”