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

Jiang Ziyu stood in front of the bedroom window, quietly watching the heavy rain outside the window, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand.

In these years, he has aged rapidly. At the age of seventy, he no longer has the majesty of the past, just like an ordinary man in his dying years.

"So you are right, you are Dajing's destiny."

Jiang Ziyu smiled and murmured that he began to recall his life, which was brilliant and wonderful, all thanks to his father.

Maybe it's time to leave.

Jiang Ziyu thought silently.

An hour later, Jiang Changsheng in the sky disappeared out of thin air, while the heavy rain continued, driving away the scorching air on the ground.

On the other side, Jiang Changsheng's figure appeared in the sky above the capital of Qianzhou, and he began to call for the wind and rain, bringing heavy rain to the people of Qianzhou.

Inside the garden house.

Jiang Changsheng was practicing, and all he sent out were clones. After all, the scene was too big, and he could call wind and rain, but he couldn't cover the entire scene, so he separated out seventy-two clones, and spent two days making them The other avatars find the location where it will rain, and then take turns praying for rain, so that his avatar skills will not be exposed. Most people in the world think that Daozu is fast and rains for the world.

Even Sword God and Jiang Jian didn't know that Jiang Changsheng was hiding in the house.

The heavy rain in Sizhou lasted for half a day, and when the rain cleared, the whole city cheered.

In the next few days, Jiang Changsheng's avatar used the wind and rain one after another, causing the seventy-two prefectures to obtain rainfall. This miracle was also known to the surrounding dynasties. Burn incense for the Taoist statue at home.

In the forest, Qi Yuan and a group of disciples stood in front of the newly established Taoist temple, enjoying the rain.

"It's really raining! Daozu is indeed a fairy!"

"Master, you guessed right, Daozu really didn't brag."

"It's too bad. It rains when it rains. It's 40,000 miles away from Sizhou!"

"Father Daoist, carry forward without fighting, the destiny is on us!"

"It turns out that in addition to martial arts, there are really immortal arts in the world."

Hearing the disciples' emotions, Qi Yuan thought of the scene of Jiang Changsheng moving the mountain that day.

Witnessing Jiang Changsheng uprooting Wufeng with his own eyes was even more shocking than seeing him support the mountain.

From that day on, Jiang Changsheng was an immortal in Qi Yuan's heart.

Qi Yuan was full of emotion, and said: "There is a Dao ancestor to escort us, so you must be firm in your will. In the future, the world will be peaceful, and you will get great merit, and you will become immortals after death."

The disciples cheered in unison with high fighting spirit.

...

Three days later.

Jiang Changsheng disappeared from the house and appeared under the Earth Spirit Tree out of thin air.

Jiang Jian and Bai Qi were immediately excited when they saw him, and immediately came over to ask about the situation.

"Master, is it raining in the whole scene?" Jiang Jian asked expectantly.

Jiang Changsheng nodded slightly. It was the first time he had consumed so much spiritual power. All clones dissipated after exhausting their spiritual power and did not come back.

When Jiang Jian heard this, he was very excited.

Bai Qi wanted to lick Jiang Changsheng, but was held down by Jiang Changsheng's forehead with a finger, unable to move forward.

The Sword God stood not far away, and couldn't help but ask, "May I ask if it's martial arts or fairy art?"

Jiang Changsheng smiled and said: "There is no fairy art in this world, you can do it if you have a higher level."

The sword god felt relieved, as long as it wasn't for fairy arts, he still had hope of chasing him.

His eyes became fiery, and he began to look forward to the progress that following Jiang Changsheng would bring.

Jiang Changsheng said again: "Calling the wind and calling the rain is also a kind of meaning of heaven and earth, you can think about it."

Hearing this, the Sword God was moved, and immediately went to the corner to meditate.

The senior pointed him out.

Jiang Jian was also deeply stimulated and began to practice. He suddenly felt that the golden body state was not enough. His goal was the Qiankun state, no, a higher state than the Qiankun state!

For the next six months, Jiang Changsheng called for wind and rain for Dajing every other month, helping Dajing survive the scorching heat.

Until the end of the year, when heavy snow fell, the catastrophe had just passed, and autumn was directly squeezed out.

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