Chapter 105: The heavy snow disaster, is it too much?
Jiang Changsheng put the golden scale jade leaf into the giant spirit ring. He looked at Bai Qi, and scared Bai Qi so much that he shivered.
It came over quickly and begged, "Master, I am too tired. Please sweep tomorrow."
The more snow it sweeps, the more snow it falls. It seems like God is against it.
Jiang Changsheng nodded slightly, and Bai Qi felt relieved. He happily came to the medicine cauldron and lay down. There was charcoal burning under the cauldron, which was enough for him to keep warm.
Jiang Changsheng turned his head and looked towards the capital.
This snow is exceptionally heavy, heavier than in previous years. Something is wrong.
I always feel like something is going to go wrong.
…
In the thirty-ninth year of Qianwu, after the New Year, heavy snow continued. It was said that more than thirty of the forty-nine states were experiencing heavy snow.
In the imperial study.
While warming himself by the fire, Jiang Ziyu asked, "What's going on? Why is the snow so heavy? It shouldn't be like this now that the economy is booming."
Han Tianji sat opposite, also warming his hands by the fire. He frowned and said, "I have observed that Dajing's fortune is still on the rise. The problem is not with Dajing, but perhaps with Tianxia."
"Oh? What does that mean?"
“Maybe it’s not just Dajing that’s snowing.”
Hearing this, Jiang Ziyu frowned.
At this time, a guard in white entered the room and presented a secret letter.
Jiang Ziyu took it, opened it and looked at it. He was immediately delighted and cheered loudly.
Han Tianji asked curiously, "What makes Your Majesty so happy?"
Jiang Ziyu handed the letter to Han Tianji, then looked at the white-clothed guards and said, "Go to the Treasure Palace, take a box of underground flame jade and send it to Longqi Temple as a gift to Daozu."
The White Guards took the order and left.
Han Tianji's right hand trembled, and he sighed: "It's that golden light again. It can kill the Golden Body Realm from a distance of 80,000 miles. The means of Daozu are really unimaginable. This battle basically established the defeat of the Great Wilderness. It is only a matter of time before it is annexed."
Jiang Ziyu smiled and said, "I hope this heavy snow will pass soon."
The laughter of the two echoed in the imperial study.
However, this heavy snow did not fulfill Jiang Ziyu's wish. More and more people in the capital fell ill, and even Crown Prince Jiang Xiu fell ill.
Early this morning.
Jiang Changsheng came to Jiang Xiu's bedroom to treat his wounds. Jiang Ziyu and the queen stood beside him, watching nervously.
"It's just a cold, just take some rest."
Jiang Changsheng spoke, causing Jiang Ziyu and the Queen to breathe a sigh of relief.
Jiang Ziyu gave the queen a look, and the queen immediately withdrew with the palace maids. After the door was closed, Jiang Ziyu stepped forward and whispered, "Father, can you use some magical powers to dispel the blizzard for Dajing?"
Jiang Changsheng turned his head and looked at him with a slightly surprised expression.
How dare you ask for anything!
Why don’t you let me go to the sky and help you catch the moon?
Jiang Ziyu felt uneasy at the look in his eyes and asked cautiously, "Is it too much?"
Jiang Changsheng said unhappily: "Don't you think it's too much?"
Jiang Ziyu smiled awkwardly, coughed fakely, and said, "I don't know how long this cold disaster will last. I hope the people can hold on."
Jiang Changsheng stopped and said, "Since it is destiny, let it be."
After saying that, he disappeared from the spot without opening the window or door, which made Jiang Ziyu amazed.
That’s amazing.
My father is so powerful, but I am so incompetent.
Jiang Ziyu felt a little sad, but when he thought of Jiang Jian, his mood improved. At least that boy inherited Jiang Changsheng's bloodline.
The other side.
Jiang Changsheng appeared under the tree. He sat down on the spot and asked in his heart:
“I want to know what caused this snowstorm?”
[Need to consume 90,000 incense points, do you want to continue?]
no!
So expensive?
Could it be that this price was caused by the number one warrior on the continent?
Jiang Changsheng frowned, but at the moment, the heavy snow was not aimed at Dajing. He had heard from pilgrims that other dynasties had also experienced snow disasters.
…
It wasn't until May that the heavy snow finally stopped, the sun shone on the 49 states, the spring snow began to melt, and summer was about to arrive.
The losses brought to Dajing by this blizzard that lasted for more than half a year were incalculable. Countless people died in various states, most of the crops were destroyed, and even many official roads were blocked. It was said that the same was true in Donglin. Jiang Ziyu had to order the front line to return to defend.
He was afraid that if the army went deep into the wilderness alone, the logistics and troops would not be able to keep up and they would be easily besieged. In addition, Ping An was seriously injured and needed time to recover.
Ping An was already on his way back, and Jiang Ziyu ordered the divine man Emperor Yang Zhao to go and guard the front line.
Not only Dajing, but all dynasties also suffered heavy losses and were trying to find ways to recover.
There are more and more pilgrims coming to Longqi Temple. After experiencing such a snowstorm, people thought that it was God who was angry, so they came to burn incense and ask for God's forgiveness. In addition, there are immortals in Longqi Temple, and perhaps they can get his blessing.
The country and the people are not what Jiang Changsheng should worry about. As long as Longqi Temple is not seriously damaged, life in the courtyard continues as usual.
This day.
Jiang Changsheng opened his eyes and his expression became intriguing.
At the same time, at the west gate of the capital.
There was a huge crowd of people queuing to enter the city. Among them was a scholar carrying a bag following an old man. He had a fair and dignified appearance. He looked around as he walked forward.
"Master, this capital city is different. It's so magnificent. Just looking at the city walls, no other city in the counties of Weizhou can compare to it."
The scholar sighed. The old man in front of him was wearing a green robe, his white hair was tied behind his head, and he held a sword in his right hand.
The old man in green robes replied: "Dajing Capital is indeed extraordinary."
He looked towards Longqi Mountain and Wufeng Mountain in the distance with a cold look in his eyes.
It took a full half hour before the master and disciple successfully entered the city.
The scholar was very excited and asked, "Master, should we find a place to stay first, or go directly to Longqi Temple?"
The old man in green robe said, "It's still early, just buy some food and go to Longqi Temple."
"Great, great, I wonder if I can catch a glimpse of Daozu's demeanor."
As the master and the disciple were talking, they came to a bun shop, bought two baskets of buns, and walked towards Longqi Temple while eating.
The scholar's cheeks were stuffed with bulging, and he asked curiously: "Master, you haven't told me why you want to go to Longqi Temple?"
The two had only known each other for three months. It was a snowy mountain scene and the scholar nearly froze to death. He was always very lucky and met an old man in green robe and escaped the disaster. Later, he accidentally discovered that the old man in green robe had strong martial arts skills, so he pestered him to become his disciple, and after much persuasion, he finally succeeded.
"You are not going to challenge Daozu, are you? It is said that only gods are qualified to challenge Daozu."
The scholar kept on talking, not giving the old man in green robe any chance to respond.
The old man in green robe was already used to his chattering and was not angry.
The two of them came all the way to the North Gate, and after leaving the city, they went directly to Wufeng. Today, the North Gate has become the exclusive passage to Wufeng. Merchants and common people are not allowed to enter the city from the North Gate unless they come down from Longqi Temple.
Stepping onto the steps of Wufeng, the mountain was still covered with snow, which had not completely melted. The mountain path was full of people. The scholar looked up, but could not see the end at all.
"As expected of the Dajing Holy Land, it's so grand!"
The scholar exclaimed in admiration, and while speaking, he ate another bun.
The master and his disciple followed the long line of pilgrims up the mountain, and time passed by.
Two hours later, the two finally reached the mountain.
The scholar took a deep breath and said, "Master, why don't you stay at Longqi Temple tonight? I have enough money."
His family was well-off, and even though he was robbed once on the road, he still hid banknotes in the soles of his boots.
The old man in green robe ignored the scholar's words, took out a secret book from his arms, threw it to the scholar, and then, ignoring his shocked expression, took two steps forward, stood in front of the mountain gate, and shouted loudly: "I am Qingsongzi of the Sword Sect. I have come thousands of miles to challenge the Taoist Ancestor. After I die, I wish to be buried in the hero's tomb!"
When the scholar heard this, he was stunned.
He thought that the old man in green robe might come to challenge Daozu, but he felt that it was unrealistic because not everyone was qualified to challenge Daozu.
The green-robed old man's loud shout echoed between the two mountains, shocking everyone around him to look at him. It was obvious that this aura was not that of an ordinary warrior.
Sword Sect?
Green pine nuts?
The scholar had never heard of these two names, but he always felt that they were very powerful.
A large number of disciples poured out from Longqi Temple, and many of them even leaped from the eaves, showing the style of this holy land of martial arts.
Ling Xiao walked over from among the disciples, looked at Qing Songzi, and asked, "You are a god. If you don't have the realm of a god, then retreat."
Qing Songzi said calmly: "I am a god, and I will not disgrace the reputation of the Hero's Tomb."
As soon as these words were spoken, the pilgrims began to talk about it and the scholar became excited.
What a genius!
The scholar's smile suddenly froze, and he came to his senses. His master was asking for death!
Nowadays, there are martial arts masters who still dare to challenge Daozu, almost all of them are nearing their death, and want to leave a name before they die, and the Heroes' Tomb is the best destination. Countless peerless masters were buried in the Heroes' Tomb. After decades, the name of the Heroes' Tomb has spread far and wide, and it has become the destination that many martial artists yearn for.
The scholar stepped forward and tried to dissuade him, "Master, why are you so upset?"
Qing Songzi said expressionlessly: "I came here for this matter. I don't have many years left to live. You should leave first, so as not to hurt you."
Just when Ling Xiao was hesitating whether to ask Jiang Changsheng for help, the crowd exclaimed, and saw a man flying from the direction of Longqi Mountain. It was Jiang Changsheng who came riding on the clouds.
What an immortal act!
The scholar was astounded, as were many pilgrims who met the Taoist master for the first time.
Jiang Changsheng stopped in the air and said, "Come up and fight, so as not to hurt others."
Qingsongzi stepped into the air, showing the demeanor of a god, and ascended to heaven step by step.
Jiang Changsheng glanced at the scholar and happened to meet the scholar's eyes.
The scholar's heart beat faster. What did he see?
Is Daozu smiling at him?
Is it an illusion?
The scholar subconsciously looked behind him, and when he turned back again, Jiang Changsheng and Qingsongzi had already flown high into the sky, staring at each other in full view of everyone.
Qing Songzi drew his sword, and the sword light flashed between the two mountains. He stared at Jiang Changsheng and said, "Daozu is really good, I am ashamed of myself, but in today's battle, I will show the unique skills of the Sword Sect and see how many moves I can last under Daozu's hands."
Jiang Changsheng chuckled and said, "My old friend is watching, so I won't show any mercy. Show me your strongest skills."
