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

In the thirty-fourth year of Kaiyuan, Xu Tianji, the leader of Guiyuan Shenjiao, gathered in the capital with eighteen sects to challenge the Taoist Changsheng. More than half of the five hundred masters were killed or injured. Xu Tianji, the overlord of a generation of martial arts, was captured.

Miaozong's unique knowledge spread all over the world, and the name of longevity shocked the martial arts.

So far, Wulin has a living myth.

...

In the courtyard, Jiang Changsheng was meditating under the tree, Xu Tianji was recuperating in the corner of the courtyard, Little Wei Wang and Ping An looked at him from a distance, full of curiosity.

Wangchen came to Jiang Changsheng's side and said respectfully, "Master Daoist, the martial arts sects have retreated."

Jiang Changsheng nodded, but did not speak, Wang Chen turned and left, not daring to disturb.

Today's battle has refreshed his understanding of martial arts, especially Miao Zongfaxiang's last sword, the power of destroying heaven and earth made him terrified even thinking about it.

In this battle, half of the more than 500 masters died, and those who were alive were seriously injured. The reason why they survived was because Jiang Changsheng was looking forward to the next survival reward.

Now he has taken Dajing as a novice village, Wulin as a leek field, and won the first place in the world. In the future, countless masters will come to challenge and provide him with survival rewards.

Although he is cautious, he still has judgment. At least in the Dajing Wulin, it is impossible for anyone to surpass him. Only in other places, people who are already at a high level can threaten him, and he has not had any conflicts with stronger warriors for the time being. , even Mahayana Dragon Tower didn't know that he was a potential enemy.

After waiting for a while, Jiang Changsheng finally had a reminder in front of his eyes.

[In the thirty-fourth year of Kaiyuan, Xu Tianji, the leader of Guiyuan Shenjiao, came with five hundred martial arts masters. With your own strength, you successfully repelled the martial arts masters, survived the catastrophe, and obtained the reward of survival—the unique art of cultivating immortals' Hao Day Tathagata']

Haori Tathagata sounds awesome!

Moreover, it is a unique skill in cultivating immortals, which means that martial arts are incompatible, and only he can learn it.

Jiang Changsheng began to inherit the Tathagata Haori, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised.

Such a strong technique!

In the next month, this battle spread all over the world, making people talk about it with great interest.

The new year is here, the thirty-fifth year of Kaiyuan.

Battle reports are constantly coming from the frontier battlefields, more losses than victories, more and more territories have begun to fall, and the situation is not optimistic.

Jiang Changsheng didn't experience the cruelty of war on Longqi Mountain. Although the income from incense sticks in Longqi Temple decreased, there were fields and vegetable gardens on the mountain, so he was self-sufficient.

During this period of time, Jiang Changsheng wrote all the martial arts he had mastered into secret books, put them in the Sutra Pavilion, and left them for his disciples to study, except for the Heaven and Earth Scripture and the Miaozong Faxiang, and he planned to take the two books as his own. The iconic martial art is only taught to disciples.

Xu Tianji had already changed into a Taoist robe, he was marked with the seal of life and death, and now he stays in Longqi Temple honestly, cleaning everywhere with a broom on weekdays, he was very humiliated at first, but once he saw Jiang Changsheng teaching Xiao King Wei practiced martial arts and did not shy away from him, so he had an idea.

Perhaps this is also an opportunity!

He was full of curiosity about Jiang Changsheng, he didn't understand what kind of kung fu practiced by this person, it was so powerful, and that wonderful patriarchal appearance had become his psychological shadow.

On the seventh day after the new year, the emperor came to visit Jiang Changsheng.

Speaking of which, Jiang Changsheng hadn't seen him for a long time. Compared with the previous years, Jiang Yuan was much thinner and listless.

Jiang Yuan and Jiang Changsheng sat in front of the stone table. His head was full of white hair, his face was wrinkled, and his hands were as thin as sticks, like the claws of a ghost.

Jiang Changsheng frowned and asked, "Your Majesty, your skill..."

He could feel that there was no trace of true energy in Jiang Yuan's body. Obviously, the reason why he became so old was that he had lost his skills and consumed a huge amount of vitality.

Jiang Yuan has not lived for a few years.

Jiang Yuan looked at Xu Tianji who was competing with Ping An and King Xiao Wei not far away, and said with a smile: "I have met Xu Tianji before, when he was a high-spirited young man, I wanted to recruit him into the White Clothes Guard, but he refused, Unexpectedly, many years later, he entered the Dragon Rise Temple, what a twist of fate."

When Xu Tianji heard this, his expression froze, but he still pretended not to hear it, and concentrated on practicing martial arts with the two little guys.

If it is taught well, perhaps Taoist Changsheng can teach him and make him stronger.

Jiang Yuan withdrew his gaze, looked at Jiang Changsheng, and said with a smile: "I know my body well, why should Changsheng worry about me?"

"The medicine you gave me is indeed effective, but it is not a medicine for longevity. Now I also want to understand that there is no immortal person in this world. Let everything take its course."

Jiang Changsheng asked: "Did you dissipate your skill by yourself?"

He didn't think so, because Jiang Yuan had hidden diseases in his body, especially his dantian, and his skills seemed to be taken away, leaving sequelae.

Jiang Yuan shook his head, and said: "I have passed my skills to Chujun, and it can be regarded as my last effort. After all, I have left him a mess."

He sighed and his face became sad.

He insisted on attacking the ancient Khan and achieved the extraordinary feat through the ages, but he didn't expect that Dajing would fall into the wind and rain instead.

But if it happens again, he will still fight!

Afterwards, Jiang Yuan stopped talking about himself, and talked about the Empress Empress, saying that during this time, the Empress Empress took care of him with all her heart, which reminded him of the time when the couple had an incident, and he began to talk about the past.

Wang Chen, who was sweeping the floor, felt sore.

He didn't know whether to hate Jiang Yuan or feel wronged.

Even if he didn't become a prince, this life would be difficult. On the contrary, Jiang Yuan allowed him to live the life of a prince for at least thirty years. This life is considered wonderful and has no regrets.

Jiang Changsheng listened quietly, although he felt emotional in his heart, he didn't shake his heart.

He doesn't intend to recognize Jiang Yuan and the empress. He has already repaid the grace of saving the empress's birth. Jiang Yuan knows that he is the real prince. Jiang Yuan doesn't want to tell the truth. recognize.

Practice with peace of mind, and after another thirty years, this family relationship will naturally disappear.

An hour later, Jiang Yuan led Xiao Wei Wang away, looking at his hunched back, and thinking of his arrogance when they met for the first time, Jiang Changsheng became more determined to cultivate immortality.

He has reached the ultimate goal that mortals want, immortality, so he must cherish it, and can't stop halfway.

"The sixth floor is coming, how far is it from becoming a fairy to becoming a god?"

Jiang Changsheng silently thought about the vastness of the fairyland, savoring life, old age, sickness and death in the world, and the rotation of the sun and the moon in the mountains and rivers, it is also a lot of fun.

...

March, a sunny day.

The devil came to visit, and this time he brought a seven-year-old boy with him.

"Daoist, can you accept him, this son is extremely talented, and he will never let down your reputation as a martial arts myth."

The demon lord bowed and saluted, and said respectfully.

The boy was slightly thin, with a fair face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, staring at Jiang Changsheng fearlessly.

Xu Tianji passed by with a broom, and joked, "I don't know who it is, isn't this the famous Demon Lord, who actually sends people to the Dragon Rising Temple. It seems that you also realize that the martial arts of the Demon Sect are not good enough."

The demon lord ignored him and still maintained a bowing posture. He pretended not to know Jiang Changsheng, but came here just for fame.

Jiang Changsheng looked at the boy, and found that the boy's muscles and bones were really strong, not as strong and masculine as Ping An, full of spirituality, his pores followed his breathing, and he unconsciously absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, even if it was very weak.

Jiang Changsheng asked: "What is this son's name, and what is his relationship with you?"

The devil quickly replied: "His name is Arakawa, and he is my grandson. Both his parents have died, and I am already old. I don't know how long I can live. From now on, he will be alone, and I hope the priest will take pity on him."

Ping An came over, he was only six years old, but he looked taller and stronger than Arakawa.

"Hey hey, come with me...to play...to fight..."

Ping'an grabbed Arakawa's shoulder and smiled, Arakawa frowned, trying to shake off Ping'an's hand, but he couldn't move his shoulder at all.

So much strength!

Out of breath, Arakawa swung his fist and hit Ping An on the chest. Ping An let go and took four steps back. He rubbed his chest, but he didn't feel any pain. Instead, he showed a more excited expression and rushed towards Arakawa again.

The two teenagers fought like this. Ping An relied on brute force without any scruples. Arakawa had obviously practiced martial arts, and his footwork was elegant. He was able to attack while dodging, but his fists and feet couldn't hurt the man who was as strong as a bull. Safety.

Xu Tianji stopped and watched the battle with great interest.

The demon lord was surprised by Ping An's aptitude, what is the background of this kid?

He was full of confidence in Arakawa's aptitude. In the Demon Sect, all youths under the age of fifteen were no match for him. That's why he dared to look for Jiang Changsheng. He didn't expect to be suppressed by a fool when he first arrived.

"Go down the mountain, I will take this son as my third disciple."

Jiang Changsheng stared at the two teenagers and said.

The demon master came back to his senses, quickly saluted, then turned and left.

He didn't turn his head to look at Arakawa. When Arakawa saw him leave, he became impatient and shouted, "Grandpa! Don't go..."

Arakawa wanted to chase after him, but he was hugged by Ping An's waist and fell to the ground, unable to move. He could only watch the demon master walk out of the courtyard and disappear, and he shed tears uncontrollably when he was young.

Wangchen couldn't bear it, came over and dragged Pingan away, teaching him that he shouldn't hit so hard, Pingan didn't understand at all, he just smirked.

Jiang Changsheng squatted down in front of Arakawa, wiped his tears, and said with a smile, "Why, man, are you going to lie on the ground and cry?"

When Arakawa heard this, he immediately got up, turned his head stubbornly, and looked at the direction where the demon lord was leaving, without saying a word for a long time.

Jiang Changsheng got up and touched Arakawa's head. Arakawa trembled, but he didn't dodge after all. On the way here, the demon lord had explained the situation to him. He wanted to learn the myth of today's martial arts. This is a great opportunity and must be won.

"Longqi Temple should also cultivate a group of disciples who can support the facade."

Jiang Changsheng silently thought that Meng Qiushuang, Qingku, Wanli, and Mingyue had mediocre aptitudes, and it was difficult for them to be talented.

Arakawa is different. He is only seven years old and already has the skills of a third-rate master. Once he acquires internal strength, his martial arts will definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

Jiang Changsheng asked Wangchen to arrange for Arakawa, and then glanced at Xu Tianji.

Xu Tianji was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head and swept the floor, muttering in his heart: "My dear, the old devil master has such a grandson, and he will definitely be famous in the world in the future."

As the leader, he naturally paid attention to geniuses, but no matter how hot-eyed he was, he would not dare to compete with Jiang Changsheng.

So far, there is one more person in this courtyard.

...

In a blink of an eye.

Two months passed.

Summer is coming.

Jiang Changsheng was practicing under the Earth Spirit Tree, enjoying the aura of the Earth Spirit Tree, when he suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a strange color in his eyes.

The Seventh Prince Jiang Yu personally sent Xiao Wei Wang here. He had already climbed the mountain path, and there was another person beside Jiang Yu. Compared with Xu Tianji.

This wasn't what surprised him. What surprised him was that Jiang Yu's skill was more than twice as strong as Xu Tianji's. A veritable master of the state of mind, even if he absorbed Jiang Yuan's skill, how could he become so powerful?

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