Chapter 124: Dragon Vein Continent, Despair of Mahayana Dragon Tower
The grandfather and grandson began to chat. Jiang Xiu talked about the interesting things he had heard during this period. Every month, foreigners came to the capital to see him, most of them came to curry favor with him, or wanted to do business in Dajing.
"I didn't expect that there are sects in this world that specialize in taming beasts. They tame monsters and use them for their own purposes in battle. When monsters and humans join forces, they can actually perform powerful martial arts..."
When Jiang Xiu mentioned this, Bai Qi couldn't help but open his eyes.
Jiang Changsheng drank tea while listening and found it interesting.
After chatting for a while, Jiang Xiu suddenly asked: "Master, who do you think is more suitable to be the emperor, the crown prince or the second prince?"
Jiang Changsheng remained calm and said, "The Crown Prince was first the Crown Prince, and then the Crown Prince. Why are you hesitating?"
Jiang Xiu said helplessly: "This boy is naughty by nature. He is young and does not take charge of government affairs. He only knows how to play and have fun. He also likes to...linger in places with willows and smoke."
He loved his eldest son but was helpless about it. No matter how much he tried to persuade him, the son just wouldn't listen.
Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, "Then the Second Prince is stronger than the Crown Prince?"
Although Jiang Tianqi has a higher aptitude in martial arts, he also loves to have fun. Unlike the prince who loves women, Jiang Tianqi likes to gamble. He gambles in all kinds of ways, including cockfighting and cricket fighting. The only thing that makes him better than the prince is that he holds an important position and has experience in the Ministry of Revenue.
"It's the same thing. That's why I have a headache. I'm really worried about the next generation." Jiang Xiu sighed.
Jiang Changsheng doesn't have much affection for his great-grandchildren, as it is impossible for him to be close to every generation.
Jiang Changsheng said: "Just focus on your work. If a real dragon is born, it will come to the fore. If there is no real dragon, it is just a matter of time and fate."
No matter which dynasty in this world has wise rulers, Jiang Changsheng could accept the occasional incompetent one. After all, the emperor's life lasted for decades and was just an episode in his life.
Jiang Xiu thought it made sense. Back then, Jiang Ziyu was also worried that he would not be able to succeed to the throne, but now he felt that he was capable of taking on the throne.
It was not until the evening that Jiang Xiu left with the two princes.
Jiang Jian returned to the yard and shook his head, saying, "My eldest brother's two sons are no good. Their martial arts skills are too poor."
Ping An chuckled and said, "That's right, that's right."
After returning to Longqi Temple, he loved to play with Jiang Jian, because they both loved fighting. Although Jiang Jian was often beaten, he never got tired of it.
Jiang Changsheng ignored them and concentrated on practicing.
The Sword God stared at Ping An, thoughtfully.
…
In December, a piece of news shocked the Dajing martial arts world.
The auspicious beast Bai Ze was killed by the martial arts of various dynasties, and was finally abducted by a mysterious master!
The news spread everywhere, and every inn in the capital was talking about it, and even the disciples of Longqi Temple were discussing it.
Jiang Changsheng learned this from Yu Yanyi, who said helplessly, "The master's movements are too fast. Even if there are two seniors in the Golden Body Realm trying to stop him, they can't stop him."
Jiang Jian asked, "Doesn't that mean he is the only one who can enjoy Bai Ze's blood?"
"This is nothing. Bai Ze howled before he died, which alarmed many monsters. The Fu Yue family encountered many monsters on the way back. They all rushed in one direction. I don't know if they were going to save Bai Ze, or if they had other reasons."
Yu Yanyi said worriedly. She looked at Bai Qi and asked, "Can you sense anything?"
Bai Qi said blankly: "No, I ate and slept in the yard all day long, and I couldn't sense anything."
The Sword God who was sweeping
He couldn't help but look at Jiang Changsheng. Seeing that Jiang Changsheng looked normal, he felt a little calmer.
Everyone began to discuss the chaos.
According to the Sword God, the last demon rebellion occurred three hundred years ago. A thousand-year-old demon led millions of demon beasts to sweep across a dynasty. In just half a month, the dynasty was littered with corpses and directly disbanded. Later, the thousand-year-old demon was killed by Xiansheng Dongtian. The demon beasts either died or escaped. That demon rebellion made the dynasty full of vigilance against demon beasts, and many sects that hunted demon beasts began to appear in each dynasty.
Jiang Changsheng didn't take it to heart. Even if the demons came to Dajing, they would only give him a survival reward.
…
Under the azure sky, there are clusters of islands, countless large and small ships, and countless kinds of magical birds flying in the sky.
A merchant ship with the word "奇缘" on it came to the shore. The helmsman Zhang Ying jumped down from the deck. He raised his belt and turned his head to say, "Xiaogui, arrange for the disciples to send the goods back. I'm going to have some wine."
After that, without waiting for his disciples to answer, he walked towards the town on the coast.
He whistled all the way and soon walked into an inn.
"Shopkeeper, the old rules!"
Zhang Ying yelled, then found a table and sat down.
Only after returning to Tianhai could he become his true self, without so many constraints and rules.
The waiter came over with two jars of wine and poured the wine for him while asking curiously, "Captain Zhang, I haven't seen you for almost two years. Where have you been doing business?"
Zhang Ying smiled and said, "Head north, to the Dragon Vein Continent."
The waiter sat down and asked curiously, "Dragon Vein Continent? But it's the place where ancient warriors created their destiny. It's very far away. Occasionally, people from Dragon Vein Continent come here. They have been sailing on the sea for several years. Some of them don't know the direction and have even been lost for more than ten years."
"It's indeed far, but the Chamber of Commerce sent me there, so I have to go." Zhang Ying said with a smile. He was in a very good mood.
At this time, a man in black with half white hair came over with a wine bowl and a wine jar and sat in front of Zhang Ying. He said, "My name is Xiao Buku. I have been here from the Dragon Vein Continent for thirty-six years. May I ask which dynasty in the Dragon Vein Continent you have been to?"
Xiao Buku is a close friend of Meng Qiuhe and the son of Xiao Daotian, the owner of the Mahayana Dragon Tower.
Zhang Ying glanced at him and said nonchalantly, "Dajing Dynasty."
Hearing this, Xiao Buku's hand holding the wine bowl trembled. He tried to remain calm and asked, "What year is it in Dajing now?"
"Four years of benevolence."
"Emperor Qianwu is dead?"
"Well, he died of old age."
"Is Daozu still here?"
"Of course, I have seen him before."
Zhang Ying said proudly that he believed that people from the Dragon Vessel Continent knew what kind of existence Daozu was.
When Xiao Buku heard this, he suddenly became nervous and immediately got up and left.
Zhang Ying grabbed his wrist and asked, "Just like that?"
Xiao Buku frowned and said, "This jar of wine is for you."
Zhang Ying looked at him and asked, "I see that you are quite skilled in martial arts. Have you also seen the Taoist master?"
Xiao Buku said helplessly: "How can that be possible? Daozu is a Golden Body Realm existence. No, he may even be beyond the Golden Body Realm. How could I have possibly seen him?"
"You are wrong. Daozu is not at the Golden Body Realm. He is even more powerful than the Qiankun Realm. Even after coming to Tianhai, he is still one of the strongest men." Zhang Ying shook his head.
Xiao Buku was struck by lightning, his eyes widened, and he asked, "How did you know?"
Zhang Ying shrugged and said, "You should have heard of Xiansheng Dongtian, the dominant sect in Longmai Continent. They sent a Qiankun Realm to challenge Daozu, but he died. There was also a Sword God who lived for four hundred years, also in Qiankun Realm, and now he is sweeping the floor in Longqi Temple. With such strength, do you think Daozu is not an existence beyond Qiankun Realm?"
Xiao Buku slumped on the stool, stunned.
He felt despair in his heart.
What is the realm of Qiankun?
Son of a bitch, what realm is above the Qiankun realm?
Xiao Buku felt that his life was bleak, and it seemed that Mahayana Dragon Tower had no hope of rising again.
After coming to Tianhai for so many years, he once became prosperous, but was robbed by evil warriors on the sea and is now penniless. In recent years, he has been hesitating whether to go back to take a look. Now that he has heard about the strength of Daozu, how dare he go back?
When Zhang Ying saw his expression, he knew that he had a story, which was probably related to Daozu.
Could it be Daozu’s enemy?
Zhang Ying's eyes flickered, and he immediately came up with a plan. He was not afraid of a thousand things, but of a single event. If it was true, he could just ask for credit from the Taoist Ancestor.
Xiao Buku seemed to sense something, and immediately stood up and left quickly.
Zhang Ying looked at the waiter next to him and whispered, "Send a brother to follow him. No, you should follow him yourself. Don't lose him."
The waiter laughed softly, "Captain Zhang, what are you worried about? I am a god. I have been a waiter for so long that you really think I am a waiter."
After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the backyard.
Zhang Ying shook his wine glass, his eyes wandering, and no one knew what he was thinking about.
…
The fifth year of Ren De.
When the King of Qin died at the age of 103, the emperor issued an edict to bury him with great honor and to announce his legendary life to the world.
Once when Dajing was about to be destroyed, the King of Qin stood up and brought hope to Dajing. This kind of achievement should not be forgotten by the world.
The body of King Qin Jiang Yu was sent back to the capital and buried in the imperial mausoleum.
Jiang Changsheng stood on the edge of the cliff, watching all this silently.
Jiang Yu is his biological brother, but the two of them were not very close. For decades, Jiang Yu had not come to see him. Perhaps Jiang Yu also felt that there was a huge gap in their strength and it was not easy to marry someone who was out of his league. Until his death, Jiang Yu did not know Jiang Changsheng's true identity.
Jiang Changsheng didn't want to deliberately recognize his relatives. Jiang Yu was living a good life anyway. He had many wives and concubines, children, and was also a vassal king who guarded a state. The two people already had different lives, so there was no need to force them to merge.
Jiang Yu was able to live so long thanks to some elixirs from Jiang Changsheng, which he asked Jiang Ziyu to help deliver. Jiang Ziyu knew that he was his uncle, so he valued Jiang Yu very much and did not suppress him. Jiang Yu was the only prince of the first generation who had a good end.
Jiang Jian came to Jiang Changsheng's side. He already knew Jiang Changsheng's true identity and asked, "Do you want to go down the mountain to see Uncle Qin?"
Jiang Changsheng said expressionlessly, "No need. There's no point in going."
Jiang Jian looked at the prosperous and bustling capital city and suddenly felt sad.
Grandpa’s parents, brothers, wife and children have all passed away, leaving only his grandchildren. How lonely must he be in his heart?
"I will definitely study martial arts hard and always be with you." Jiang Jian couldn't help but say.
Jiang Changsheng glanced at him and said with a smile: "Wait until you reach the Golden Body Realm first , don't let others surpass you."
Jiang Jian asked: "Who surpassed you?"
"She is just a little girl. At the age of eleven, she has already reached the Tongtian realm."
"ah?"
