Chapter 101: The Realm of One Million Incense Values
The lucky bag that Jiang Changsheng gave to Arakawa was a golden-scaled jade leaf. Unlike the spiritual beans that could turn beans into soldiers, the golden-scaled jade leaf was a magic weapon that he could control. He wanted to try whether there would be a survival reward for killing the enemy from a distance.
After breaking through the seventh level of the Dao Fa Zi Ran Gong, his spiritual consciousness had already transformed. He left a trace of spiritual consciousness on the golden scale jade leaf. Once this trace of spiritual consciousness was activated, it could only exist for an incense stick of time, so he asked Arakawa not to use it in advance, so that he could lock onto the golden body realm enemy at that time.
The function of divine consciousness is equivalent to that of Jiang Changsheng's eyes. He can control the golden scales and jade leaves to lock onto the enemy from a distance of 100,000 miles. Even if the divine consciousness dissipates, he can make the golden scales and jade leaves fly back by themselves with just a thought. This is the power of the magic weapon.
In just one stick of incense, the golden scales and jade leaves are enough to kill the golden body realm!
This is the difference between cultivating immortals and practicing martial arts. In cultivating immortals, it is not only the physical body that is strong, but also the soul, whereas in martial arts, only the physical body is focused. At least the martial arts realm he has come into contact with so far does not involve the soul.
If you don’t know the soul, you cannot perceive the essence of heaven and earth!
Jiang Changsheng looked at Jiang Jian who had already started practicing, and thought to himself: "When will a Qiankun Realm master come and show me how powerful he is?"
The martial arts in this world are not low-level martial arts, but obviously fantasy martial arts. Because he has been staying in Longqi Temple, the realm of the martial artists he has come into contact with is not too wide.
At least in this land, Qiankun Realm is a legend that few people know about.
If he didn't have a survival system and couldn't cultivate immortality, perhaps he would have to go to Xiansheng Cave Heaven to practice. When Xiansheng Cave Heaven could no longer satisfy him, he would have to go overseas, constantly changing the environment, and the realm of the warriors he came into contact with would continue to improve.
It’s quite tiring to think about it.
Fortunately, I am practicing Taoism.
Jiang Changsheng thought silently.
With nothing to do, he decided to play with the incense calculation again.
[Current Incense Value: 463 0032]
"I want to know how strong the Qiankun Realm is?"
[Need to consume 10,000 incense points, do you want to continue?]
no.
The Qiankun realm is worth ten thousand incense sticks.
From this point of view, the incense value cannot fully represent the combat power value, but is only the price of the realm gradient.
Jiang Changsheng had another idea.
"I want to know how strong the Three Cave Heavens realm is?"
[Need to consume 1,000,000 incense points, do you want to continue?]
no!
One million incense sticks worth!
Apart from him, the strongest warrior on this continent only has 90,000 incense points, and the gap is immediately apparent.
Comfortable!
Jiang Changsheng thought again of Tianhai where the sages of the four seas lived.
"I want to know how strong the strongest warrior in Tianhai is?"
[Need to consume 150,000 incense points, do you want to continue?]
no!
Tsk tsk, there are actually stronger warriors in Tianhai than on this continent. It seems that the martial arts world on the other side of the ocean is even stronger.
Jiang Changsheng secretly felt lucky that the continent he was on was not the strongest, otherwise it would be too dangerous.
So far, the system has been unable to cover the entire martial arts world. Since the Three Caves Heaven exist, there must be powerful people from the Three Caves Heaven hiding somewhere.
"Just stay in Dajing and keep striving for a higher level. This is the safest way."
Jiang Changsheng thought silently. He asked some more questions and chose no for all of them. Although he did not get a clear answer, he could more or less guess the answer he wanted.
…
In a prosperous city, Jiang Luo sat by the window on the second floor of the inn, drinking quietly. He looked at the street, wondering what he was thinking.
After so many years, he has changed a lot, exuding a dangerous aura, and the blood-red birthmark makes his eyes and eyebrows look even more murderous.
A figure sat opposite him, interrupting his thoughts.
Jiang Luo turned his head and asked, "Master, what's the situation?"
Sitting opposite him was a white-haired man who did not look old. He appeared to be in his thirties or forties, and was wearing a loose white robe.
There were no other guests on the second floor except them, so Jiang Luo dared to ask directly.
The white-haired man said calmly, "The dragon vein of Da Qi is not easy to move. I didn't expect that Da Qi would build the imperial city on the dragon vein. They have already dug a tunnel. It is too difficult to steal the luck of the dragon vein. We can only change another dragon vein."
Jiang Luo frowned and asked, "Is Da Qi so strong? You are in the Golden Body Realm."
In his opinion, it is good enough for a dynasty to have a god-like person, and most dynasties regard the god-like mind as their master.
The white-haired man said, "There is also a Golden Body Realm in Da Qi. After all, he is my uncle-master."
"Also from the Xiansheng Cave Heaven?"
Jiang Luo frowned even more tightly, and his eyes were filled with hatred when he mentioned Xiansheng Cave Heaven.
The white-haired man poured himself a glass of wine while nodding his head. "That's right. The origin of martial arts on this continent originally came from Xiansheng Cave Heaven. Those who have reached the Golden Body Realm are more or less related to Xiansheng Cave Heaven. This is the foundation of Xiansheng Cave Heaven. They are not afraid of the rise of Chao Zong and do not need to control the world."
After hearing this, Jiang Luo also poured himself some wine and drank it in one gulp.
The white-haired man smiled and said, "You want to avenge your former master. I understand. Don't worry. I also want to take revenge on Xiansheng Cave Heaven. Don't worry, that day will come sooner or later."
Jiang Luo asked, "Master, how many years have you reached in your current skill level?"
"Almost a thousand years."
The white-haired man smiled confidently. He paused and said, "A realm above the Golden Body Realm is no longer a luxury. After this meal, let's go south. Then I will let you absorb the power of others and let you enter the Divine Man Realm as soon as possible."
When Jiang Luo heard about the realm of gods and immortals, a look of longing appeared on his face.
…
The war between Dajing and Dahuang did not break out, and ordinary people did not know about the strange phenomena in the Golden Body Realm, so the people thought that the emperor had changed his mind.
Dahuang did not launch an attack immediately, and the two great dynasties entered a strange state of peaceful coexistence.
Both dynasties sent large numbers of troops to the border to guard against each other.
The seasons change.
The thirty-seventh year of Qianwu arrived, and it was a sunny day in June.
Jiang Changsheng came to take a walk in the Yugu Green Bamboo Forest. After twelve years of planting, the bamboo forest has grown into a mature one, which also means that twelve years have passed since Dajing became a dynasty of destiny.
The bamboo forest looked no different from an ordinary bamboo forest, but Jiang Changsheng could feel the spiritual energy, which made him feel relaxed and happy.
The spiritual energy generated by the Jade Bone Green Bamboo Forest and the Earth Spirit Tree has surrounded Longqi Mountain, and it has become a Taoist temple.
Wang Chen, who was guarding the bamboo forest, saw Jiang Changsheng coming and stood up immediately. However, because he stood up too quickly, he sprained his waist and looked painful.
Jiang Changsheng appeared in front of him out of nowhere, used his spiritual power to heal his wounds, and helped him sit down slowly.
The old Wang Chen smiled bitterly and said, "When people get old, they tend to get sprained."
As the former fake crown prince, he was born in the same year as Jiang Changsheng and is now eighty-seven years old. Due to his mediocre martial arts aptitude and having missed the best age to practice martial arts, his realm is not high and his lifespan is naturally the same as that of a normal person.
In the past two years, Wang Chen has been prepared to face death. He knows very well that he can live so long thanks to Jiang Changsheng's elixir.
Everyone has his or her own death date. Some people can live to be a hundred years old, but most normal people can only live to be seventy or eighty years old.
Jiang Changsheng sat down next to him and talked to him about the past.
Talking about his experience as a prince, Wang Chen's face improved. He smiled and said, "I have been a prince in my life and experienced the excitement of power struggles. I am also lucky to be able to practice Taoism with you. It is a great honor to practice Taoism with you in the mountains. Although it is plain, it is not boring. It feels like time is very slow. This life is long enough. Even if I fall down tomorrow, I will feel content."
Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, "It's good that you think this way. When people come, they have nothing, and when they leave, they should leave without any worries."
Wang Chen nodded, and he suddenly said: "Master, in fact, you are the first prince of Dajing. Although you didn't reveal it, I can see that the queen mother can move here, and the Yang family can support your apprentice. In fact, the answer is already very obvious."
Jiang Changsheng remained calm and did not deny it.
"The emperor looked a lot like you when he was a child, and even more so when he became the crown prince. If I'm not mistaken, you were not only the real crown prince back then, but you also used the same method to pay it back, so the current emperor is your son."
"You gave up your status as a prince and lived in a Taoist temple, but you were able to dominate the world. You are worthy of being an immortal. Wang Chen admires you and is very grateful. I would be grateful to anyone who saved me in this world, but I would feel guilty . So I am willing to keep this secret for you until now. I am about to leave this world, and there will be no chance to say many things if I don't."
Jiang Changsheng listened quietly to Wang Chen talking to himself. As he spoke, Wang Chen's voice became lower and lower, and his head drooped.
In fact, he had long wanted to find an opportunity to talk to Jiang Changsheng, but he felt embarrassed to disturb Jiang Changsheng who was usually practicing. With this thought in his mind, he relied on pills to hold on for a few more years.
Listening to Wang Chen's words, Jiang Changsheng was also reviewing the first half of his life.
When he was young, he hated the fake prince and even thought about finding an opportunity to kill him. But when he really met Wang Chen, he realized that not only he was pitiful, but Wang Chen was even more pitiful.
Although Jiang Yuan abandoned him, he still found a way to keep him alive. Those powerful people who took the opportunity to murder him were eliminated by Jiang Yuan after the disaster of the Demon Sect, which was considered revenge for him.
As for Wang Chen, he is truly an orphan, and his futile struggle will only lead to his own death.
Even though he was a fake prince, during the rebellion in the capital, Wang Chen still preserved the backbone of the Jiang royal family for the real prince Jiang Changsheng before he died.
As time flies, Jiang Changsheng has become accustomed to Wang Chen's company, accustomed to watching him sweep the floor and serving him tea and water every day.
Before they knew it, they had become a family, a family without blood ties.
Jiang Changsheng thought of the Queen's last request before her death , which was to take good care of Wang Chen. She didn't know that the ugly Taoist in the yard was Wang Chen, but she knew that it was Jiang Changsheng who rescued the fake prince. She said that he was a miserable man and should not bear hatred.
For Wang Chen, time passed very slowly, but for Jiang Changsheng, time passed very quickly.
Old friends left one after another, and only time could accompany him.
Wang Chen suddenly leaned his head on Jiang Changsheng's shoulder, and his voice was extremely weak: "If there is really an afterlife... I still want to accompany you... sweep the yard for you... practice Taoism with you... enjoy the years together... peaceful and good..."
Wang Chen's hands fell weakly, and his voice stopped abruptly. He just leaned on Jiang Changsheng's shoulder, as if he had fallen asleep.
Jiang Changsheng looked up, his eyes passed through the bamboo forest and saw the high blue sky.
He whispered, "There will be a chance."
He suddenly realized that he was a nostalgic person. He used to think that the people around him were just passers-by in his life, but after being with them for a long time, he would feel reluctant to let them go.
