Chapter 119 Ten Million Incense Value, Emperor Jing Taizong
Jiang Ziyu stood in front of the bedroom window, quietly looking at the heavy rain outside, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand.
He has aged rapidly over the years. At the age of seventy, he no longer has the dignity he once had and looks like an ordinary man in his twilight years.
"It turns out you are right. You are the destiny of Dajing."
Jiang Ziyu smiled and murmured, he began to recall his life, 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, but the heavy rain continued, driving away the scorching air on the earth.
On the other side, Jiang Changsheng's figure appeared above Qianzhou provincial capital and began to call the wind and rain, bringing heavy rain to the people of Qianzhou.
Inside the courtyard house.
Jiang Changsheng was practicing martial arts. The ones he sent out were all clones. After all, Dajing was too big. He could call the wind and rain, but he could not cover the whole Dajing. So he created seventy-two clones. It took him two days to let the other clones find a good place for rain, and then take turns to pray for rain. This way, his clone technique would not be exposed. People would at most think that the Taoist was fast and made it rain 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. After the rain stopped and the sky cleared, the whole city cheered.
In the next few days, Jiang Changsheng's clones used the power of calling the wind and rain, so that all 72 states received rainfall. This miracle also made the surrounding dynasties know about it. The whole world of Dajing was amazed at the ability of the Taoist Ancestor, and more and more people and warriors set up statues of the Taoist Ancestor and burned incense at home.
In the mountains and forests, Qi Yuan and a group of disciples stood in front of the newly built Taoist temple, enjoying the rain.
"It's really raining! Daozu is indeed an immortal!"
"Master, you guessed right. Daozu really wasn't bragging."
"It's amazing! It rains as soon as it says it will. This place is 40,000 miles away from Sizhou!"
"Believe in our ancestors, promote non-war, and destiny rests with us!"
"It turns out that in addition to martial arts, there are also magical arts in the world."
Listening to the disciples' sighs, Qi Yuan thought of the scene when Jiang Changsheng moved the mountain that day.
Witnessing Jiang Changsheng pulling up Wu Feng with one's own eyes was even more shocking than seeing him carrying the mountain forward.
From that day on, Jiang Changsheng became a god in Qi Yuan's heart.
Qi Yuan's heart surged, and he said: "With the Dao Ancestor protecting us, you must be resolute. In the future, when the world is at peace, you will gain great merits and become immortals after death."
The disciples cheered in unison, their fighting spirit high.
…
Three days later.
Jiang Changsheng disappeared from the house and appeared out of thin air under the Earth Spirit Tree.
When Jiang Jian and Bai Qi saw him, they were immediately excited and came over to ask about the situation.
"Master, is it raining all over Dajing?" Jiang Jian asked expectantly.
Jiang Changsheng nodded slightly. It was the first time for him to consume so much spiritual power. All his clones dissipated after the spiritual power was exhausted and did not come back.
When Jiang Jian heard this, he was extremely excited.
Bai Qi wanted to lick Jiang Changsheng, but Jiang Changsheng pressed a finger on his forehead and he was unable to move forward.
The Sword God stood not far away and couldn't help asking, "May I ask if that is martial arts or magic?"
Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, "There is no such thing as immortal arts in this world. When you reach a higher level, you will be able to do it too."
The Sword God felt relieved. As long as it was not a magical technique, he still had hope of pursuing it.
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 will of heaven and earth. You should think about it more."
Hearing this, the Sword God was moved, and immediately walked to a corner to meditate.
The senior gave him some pointers.
Jiang Jian was also deeply stimulated and began to practice. He suddenly felt that the Golden Body Realm was not good enough. His goal was the Qiankun Realm, no, a realm higher than the Qiankun Realm!
In the following six months, Jiang Changsheng called the shots for Dajing every month to help Dajing survive the hot summer.
It was not until the end of the year when heavy snow fell that this catastrophe of heaven and earth ended, and autumn was completely squeezed out.
[In the 49th year of Qianwu, the millennium drought that lasted for more than half a year has passed. You have successfully survived the disaster and received a survival reward - the miscellaneous technique "Array Record"]
Sure enough, there is another survival reward to be gained!
The same thing happened during the last millennium snowstorm.
Jiang Changsheng was in a good mood and silently inherited the Formation Record. The Formation Record was a classic of immortal formations, which could teach him how to build formations. There were hundreds of formations recorded in the Formation Record, but they were all basic auxiliary formations and did not have strong lethality, but it was enough for Jiang Changsheng.
He is on his way to becoming an almighty immortal cultivator.
In half a year, Jiang Changsheng's incense value skyrocketed, and the increase was far greater than any previous increase. After all, he had called the wind and rain in the 72 states more than once, so the people naturally worshipped him as a god.
By the end of the year, the value of his incense had exceeded 10 million, that is to say, millions of people burned incense for him within half a year. This number is already terrifying, enough to show his prestige in Dajing. This is still for burning incense. Most of the people who worship Jiang Changsheng are busy making a living and practicing martial arts, and have no time to erect statues and burn incense for him.
The increase is still continuing!
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Fifty years of Qianwu.
Jiang Changsheng brought Jiang Jian to visit Jiang Ziyu. Jiang Ziyu had already met other princes, and this time he met the grandfather and grandson alone. Jiang Xiu was also there.
Jiang Ziyu, lying on the bed, looked extremely weak. Seeing him like this, Jiang Jian panicked and lay beside the bed, concerned about his condition.
Jiang Ziyu touched Jiang Jian's head, looked at Jiang Changsheng, and said weakly: "Father... I am an unfilial child. I have failed to be filial to you, so I have to go first..."
After hearing this, Jiang Jian's eyes widened and he looked at Jiang Changsheng in disbelief.
How is it possible...
The master is actually his grandfather?
What's going on?
Jiang Changsheng came to the bedside and used rejuvenation techniques to help Jiang Ziyu regain some strength.
Soon, Jiang Ziyu felt the strength and slowly sat up from the bed. He stretched and said with emotion: "Father is still amazing."
Jiang Changsheng asked: "Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"
He only has this one son, so he can't bear to give him up.
Jiang Ziyu laughed and said, "I want to see Da Jing unify the world, but it's already a luxury. I can't let you cast an illusion for me, right? Haha."
Jiang Jian was still in shock. He turned his head to look at Jiang Xiu and found that Jiang Xiu was calm, so he knew that his elder brother knew the truth.
"You two brothers, go talk over there. I want to talk to your grandpa alone." Jiang Ziyu waved his hand and said.
Jiang Xiu immediately pulled Jiang Jian to the side hall.
Jiang Changsheng then sat down on the edge of the bed, and Jiang Ziyu couldn't help but lie down and lie on his thighs, just like when they were children. Although Jiang Changsheng still looked eighteen years old and he was already very old, in his heart, Jiang Changsheng would always be a mountain, a mountain that allowed him to let down all his defenses and disguises.
" Father, I suddenly miss my mother very much. She has always been with me since I was a child. I still remember one time, I had an argument with Jiang Zihan, and Jiang Zihan called a group of people to beat me up, and my mother suddenly showed up..."
Jiang Ziyu quietly expressed what he wanted to say, and Jiang Changsheng listened carefully, gently touching his back, just like he did in Longqi Temple decades ago.
The former Little King of Wei has grown into the mighty Emperor Jing, and he will return with unprecedented achievements.
Jiang Ziyu's life can be considered perfect. He saved the country when he was young, conquered the world when he was middle-aged, and worked hard to govern the country in his old age, and he never made any mistakes.
Jiang Changsheng was also very proud of Jiang Ziyu. Although he supported Jiang Ziyu, that was only when he was facing strong enemies. The world was well governed, and that was naturally Jiang Ziyu's credit. The hard work involved was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
The father and son talked for a long time, and finally Jiang Changsheng left, leaving Jiang Jian to accompany his father.
…
In July, the emperor passed away at the age of 71. Crown Prince Jiang Xiu succeeded to the throne, and people all over the world wept.
Only the people of the Thirteen States truly understood Jiang Ziyu's contributions and were reluctant to part with him.
When Jiang Ziyu died, Jiang Changsheng silently sent him 200,000 incense sticks as a blessing, wishing him better qualifications in his next life.
This year, Jiang Changsheng was exactly one hundred years old, which was also the first hundred years of Dajing. He stood in front of the cliff and silently saw his son off.
Jiang Jian returned to Longqi Temple and became more hardworking than before. He learned about the difficulties of Dajingjiangshan and he wanted to take on the responsibility of protecting Dajingjiangshan.
September.
Jiang Xiu succeeded in ascending the throne, and from the next year onwards, the reign title was changed to Rende. In accordance with Jiang Ziyu's will, he posthumously conferred the title of Taizong on Jiang Ziyu, with the temple name of Jing Taizong.
Under the moonlight.
Jiang Changsheng sat on the tree trunk, looking at the prosperous capital city and reviewing his hundred years of life. Enemies, old friends, relatives and enemies all passed by him. He felt sad, happy, melancholy and helpless.
All kinds of emotions are transformed into a firm determination for the Tao.
As time goes by and old friends pass away, he has to work harder at cultivation.
Only if he keeps living can he prove that those people he cares about exist, and this is also his original intention. In addition to infinite lifespan, he also pursues invincibility in the world!
When he is absolutely invincible, he may be able to break the limitations of heaven and earth, establish the way of immortality, create immortal gods, and he will be the absolute ruler who rules over the immortal gods.
This is just a distant goal. When he is truly invincible, he can do whatever he wants. But for now , he still has to work hard.
It’s also pretty good to be the cornerstone of this grand scene.
He protects Dajing not only for his own kingdom, but also to repay the people who believe in him. Since he is the god in the hearts of the people, how can he not benefit the people? This is also a win-win situation. Of course, he benefits the people as a whole, not just each individual.
Bai Qi lay on the ground, looking at him quietly.
Jiang Jian is practicing martial arts.
The Sword God was holding a sword basket on the eaves, sending his thoughts to the bright moon. He also had his own old friends.
Like Jiang Changsheng, he will never be bound by old feelings. He will only turn his longing into motivation to move forward and pursue the strongest.
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In the first year of Rende, the new emperor came to the throne, and there was a new atmosphere.
At night, Jiang Changsheng appeared in Mu Lingluo's dream. This year, Mu Lingluo was almost eight years old.
The dream was about a huge waterfall. Mu Lingluo was standing on the lake practicing swordplay. Despite his young age, his moves were already very sharp, much stronger than Ping An, Jiang Jian, and Arakawa of the same age . There was even sword energy when he swung his sword.
This girl is really...
I practice martial arts even in my dreams!
Jiang Changsheng stood by the lake and watched quietly.
Mu Lingluo suddenly caught sight of Jiang Changsheng, and immediately showed joy on her face. She immediately jumped to Jiang Changsheng's side, raised her head, and asked curiously: "Brother Changsheng, I haven't dreamed of you for half a year. Where have you been in the past six months?"
