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

Although Jiang Yu had the heart to restore Chu, he did not dare to act rashly. After all, the emperor had not died yet, and the courtiers had not yet fully united.

He was not in a hurry, and Jiang Changsheng was naturally not in a hurry. Concentrating on cultivation was the right way.

Spring goes and autumn comes.

In the thirty-seventh year of Kaiyuan, the war between Dajing Dynasty and Guhan continued, but the war changed from a big war to a small local war. Both sides were tired of fighting and wanted to take the opportunity to recuperate.

In the courtyard.

Nine-year-old Arakawa was competing with Wanli. He stepped on the Nine-Finding Heavenly Dragon Step and struck out with one palm. His true energy turned into thin needles and charged towards Wanli.

Yuqing Juemai Needle!

Wan Li waved his sleeves, twisting away all the needles of true energy.

Arakawa bullied himself up, using all his shadowy legs, and kicked Wan Li's chest, knocking him back.

There was applause from the side, and Xu Tianji stood at the gate of the courtyard, carrying a pole, and said in admiration: "Arakawa, you are really a genius in martial arts, even I feel inferior, do you want to go down the mountain to return to Yuanshen in the future?" To be the leader, I am willing to give way to you."

Arakawa stopped, gasping for breath, ignoring Xu Tianji, and said to Wan Li, "I'm not coming."

He was very helpless, his true energy was too little, after performing a set of martial arts one after another, his true energy was lacking, and his physical strength was also drained, and he would lose if he continued to fight.

While sweeping the floor, Wangchen sighed, "You're still young, what's the rush?"

Arakawa gritted his teeth and said, "I want to see my grandfather for the last time. He said that before I reach Tongtian, I can't go down the mountain to find him."

Wang Chen was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and continued to sweep the floor.

"It's my turn, it's my turn...hehe..."

Ping An suddenly jumped over from the side and said excitedly to Wan Li.

Wan Li's smile froze instantly, and before he could react, Ping An rushed over, he had to take the move, and every time he took a move, he was in excruciating pain.

Ping'an's martial arts are very poor, and he can't compare with Jiang Ziyu and Arakawa at all, but this guy's strength is really strong, and his reaction speed is extremely exaggerated. There is only one feeling when fighting him.

pain!

Under the Earth Spirit Tree, Jiang Changsheng watched them quietly.

"It seems that aptitude is indeed very important. Both Arakawa and Ping An can absorb the aura emanating from the Earth Spirit Tree independently, and their strength grows extremely fast. In contrast, other people can't do it."

Jiang Changsheng silently thought that after so many years of cultivation, the Earth Spirit Tree can already produce spiritual energy. In addition to Jiang Changsheng who can absorb spiritual energy for cultivation, Ping An and Arakawa can also do it. Although the speed is far inferior to Jiang Changsheng, they can indeed do it, and they do it unconsciously. of.

The vast majority of martial arts practitioners use their bodies to generate true energy, not by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Since Ping An and Arakawa can do it, it means that there are other martial artists who can do it, but such people are one in a million.

Although martial arts can also absorb spiritual energy, the way of cultivation is different. Jiang Changsheng still feels that the way of cultivating immortals is stronger and more profound.

At this moment, Mingyue ran into the courtyard.

"Daoist, someone came to challenge you again. The other party claimed to be Taishi Qiujian. I heard from Senior Brother Qingku that Taishi Qiujian is a legendary figure in the martial arts world."

Mingyue said anxiously, hearing the name Taishi Qiujian, Xu Tian moved.

Xu Tianji murmured: "It's really interesting that this old bastard has also appeared..."

Jiang Changsheng already felt Taishi Qiujian's true energy, similar to Xu Tianji's, but with a fierce aura.

Sword intent!

With this sword intent, Xu Tianji might not be his opponent.

Jiang Changsheng stood up, showing a faint smile.

Survival rewards are here!

In the past two years, there have occasionally been masters of the rivers and lakes coming to challenge, but the strength is too weak to trigger the survival reward.

After waiting for two years, a real master finally came!

Jiang Changsheng was full of anticipation. When he passed by Xu Tianji, Xu Tianji couldn't help but remind him: "Master, Taishi Qiujian is not from a great man, he came from another dynasty, but forty years ago, during the war, he had completely defeated Chu. All the swordsmen in the court leave legends about swordsmanship, you have to be careful, the skills of such old and immortal guys are unimaginable, and swordsmen can often exert power stronger than the realm of true energy."

Other dynasties?

Jiang Changsheng nodded slightly, and then walked out of the courtyard. Others were interested and followed. Wan Li took the opportunity to sneak away, but no one fought with Ping An.

In front of the gate of Longqi Guanshan, a large number of disciples gathered here, and a few pilgrims mixed among them.

On the steps in front of the mountain gate stood a figure. It was an old man in a coir raincoat, holding a rusty bronze sword in his hands. Behind him was the blue sky, and the breeze was blowing his coir raincoat.

Taishi Qiujian, with white hair, a little disheveled, and wrinkled face seems to be unable to open his eyes, even so, he exudes a powerful aura that makes people dare not despise him.

"Taishi Qiujian, have you heard of this name?"

"I've heard that before I traveled with Senior Brother Qingku, I saw the record of Taishi seeking swords in the Jiange. I have been rampant in the world for 20 years, and I have not lost a single defeat. I defeated 1,327 swords. The handwriting left over forty years ago..."

"Was invincible forty years ago?"

"I heard that some warriors become more demonic as they get older."

"In this world, it is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, but it must not be our Taoist priest's opponent. Our Taoist priest is now a legend in the martial arts world. None of Zong Tianwu, Xu Tianji, and Jusonghu monk have won such a title."

The disciples talked a lot. Although they marveled at Taishi's reputation for seeking swords, they still had full trust in Jiang Changsheng.

"The Taoist priest is here!"

Someone shouted loudly, and the disciples gave way immediately.

Taishi Qiujian slowly opened his eyes, his cloudy eyes were lifeless, but when Jiang Changsheng walked into his field of vision, his pupils shone coldly.

Jiang Changsheng walked to the front and confronted Taishi Qiujian alone.

Taishi Qiujian said: "I hope that the old man will fight here in his last battle. If he dies under the Taihang Sword, he will be worthy of the reputation of the Ten Famous Swords."

Jiang Changsheng said: "I'm not a swordsman, but if you want to die here, it's not impossible."

Taishi Qiujian squinted his eyes, and began to grasp the hilt with his right hand.

The disciples of Longqi Temple were all excited when they heard Jiang Changsheng's words. Their Taoist priest is usually gentle, but once facing the enemy, he will only become more domineering, at least his aura will not lose.

Xu Tianji looked sympathetically at Taishi for the sword. He believed that Jiang Changsheng would kill people, and he didn't have the righteousness and compassion of a Taoist priest.

Taishi Qiujian held the sword in one hand, and said coldly: "Young man, you are very confident, just like the old man. However, although the old man begged to die, he walked a hundred thousand miles, and no one could satisfy the old man."

He raised the bronze sword and pointed it at Jiang Changsheng. In an instant, an extremely strong aura erupted, making everyone palpitate.

The wind between heaven and earth stopped abruptly!

In the distance, in the palace, Jiang Yu, who was processing the memorial, raised his head and looked out the window with a frown.

"This sword intent, where is the master coming to the capital?"

Jiang Yu asked, followed by a female voice from outside: "Sword idiot, Tai Shi begs for the sword."

Taishi begging for a sword?

Jiang Yu frowned and said, "My Highness has seen his sword in the Dragon Tower, is he still alive?"

A female voice followed: "In these years, Taishi Qiujian came from Taicang, seeking death all the way, but he never died. Instead, he killed many powerful swordsmen with unfathomable strength. Martial arts myth."

Jiang Yu snorted, looked away, and continued to process the memorial.

...

Jiang Changsheng held the hilt of the Taihang sword in his left hand, and his whisk in his right. He said with a soft smile, "The sword is very strong. You are the strongest swordsman I have ever seen in my life. To respect the strongest, I will do my best."

He could feel that there was only a trace of vitality left in Taishi Qiujian, and he was completely strong. God knows how this guy managed to survive.

Taishi Qiujian let go of his hand suddenly, the bronze sword was suspended in the air, wisps of vigor visible to the naked eye overflowed from his body and wrapped around the blade.

"This sword is called Jinghong!"

Taishi Qiujian's voice fell, and the bronze sword shot out suddenly, everyone only heard the ear-piercing roar, the sword light flashed, and the bronze sword came to kill, standing behind Jiang Changsheng, they could all feel the breath of death, Even Xu Tianji was moved by it!

boom!

The bronze sword hit Jiang Changsheng, but was blocked by an invisible air shield. The strong wind caused the disciples behind to bulge their robes, subconsciously covering their faces with their arms.

The bronze sword was suddenly bounced off, and then rushed to Tai Shi for the sword at a faster speed.

Poof!

Tai Shi Qiujian's chest was pierced through, and blood flew, the bronze sword flew back in an arc in the air, jumped over his head, and stuck on the stone steps in front of him, the blade trembling.

Tai Shi Qiujian's eyes widened, there was no fear in them, but surprise.

"Old man... finally saw a faster sword..."

Taishi Qiujian muttered to himself, with a smile on his face, and with a plop, he half-knelt down, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, lowered his head and sprayed blood, coughed a few times and stopped moving.

The others came back to their senses and looked at Taishi for the sword in disbelief.

How terrifying is Tai Shi Qiujian's momentum, so he died like this?

Xu Tianji swallowed his saliva, secretly thinking that he must not offend Jiang Changsheng in the future.

Arakawa looked at Jiang Changsheng adoringly, is this the strength of the martial arts myth?

Although he didn't see clearly how Jiang Changsheng made the move, he could clearly feel the strength of Taishi Qiujian before, such a powerful person was killed by his master in an instant!

Jiang Changsheng turned around and said, "Create a piece of land halfway up the mountain to erect a monument for Taishi's sword. From then on, all martial arts masters who come to challenge and die can erect monuments."

Meng Qiushuang swallowed and nodded quickly.

Although it was not the first time seeing Jiang Changsheng make a move, it shocked her every time.

How strong is this junior brother?

...

Back in the house, Jiang Changsheng had just sat down when a line of reminders appeared in front of his eyes:

[In the thirty-seventh year of Kaiyuan, the sword idiot Taishi Qiujian went up to the dragon to watch and fight, fight to the death, you kill it, survive a killing disaster, and get survival rewards-martial arts "Taiqing swordsmanship\