Chapter 185 Life and Death Shocks the World, Little Penglai Island
"Yes, but the restrictions are great and it will cost me a lot of my lifespan."
Jiang Changsheng walked to the Earth Spirit Tree and meditated, speaking calmly.
Bai Qi was even more excited, the Sword God was deeply moved, and Ye Xundi was the calmest .
Even though there are limitations, this method is indeed amazing.
Ye Xundi asked curiously, "Isn't this equivalent to giving life to the person who just died?"
Jiang Changsheng said: "It means something similar. It can only be used on people whose bodies are intact and who have just died. If it is used too much, it will go against the laws of nature."
It is enough to let the world know that he knows this skill, and he must restrict it. Otherwise, if he does not rescue people, the value of his incense will decrease, and he may even have countless enemies.
There are always people who tend to blame those who have the ability to save them but do nothing when they are in adversity. Once Jiang Changsheng uses the resurrection technique too many times, and suddenly fails to use it once, resulting in huge casualties, his incense value will inevitably be affected, so he must add the cost and conditions of this technique in advance.
He still understood the principle of being grateful for a little bit of rice and resenting a big bit of rice.
If he was absolutely powerful, we wouldn't have to worry about it, but now he still needs the incense value to survive the tribulation, so we must be cautious.
He will say the same thing to anyone who asks him in the future, which can also reduce potential risks.
Jiang Changsheng never considered himself a saint. He was just a mortal who cultivated immortality. He did not cultivate for the people of the world, but for himself. However, on the road to becoming stronger, if he could help those around him and those who believed in him, he would be willing to do so, and he has always done so.
If one person succeeds, everyone around him will benefit, but he will never sacrifice himself for the sake of the people.
Ye Xundi, Bai Qi and Jian Shen were amazed and began to talk about the magical skills they knew.
In the following period of time, Qing'er, Yu Yanyi, Chen Li and many other people came to visit Jiang Changsheng and asked about this technique. He still responded with the same rhetoric. No one questioned it, but instead felt that it should be so.
Resurrection from the dead is incredible in itself and must come at a price.
The news gradually spread.
More and more people knew the news that the Taoist master used his own lifespan to bring the dead back to life. Some people doubted it, some admired him, and Jiang Changsheng's popularity increased rapidly.
The battle city of the Fengtian Dynasty was destroyed, causing all the remaining people on that continent to retreat, fearing that they would be attacked again.
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The 30th year of Shuntian, early January.
When the emperor came back, the first thing he did when he arrived in the capital was to visit Jiang Changsheng.
He felt very guilty, thinking that it was because of his carelessness that Jiang Changsheng lost his lifespan.
"The world is so vast, and there are so many martial arts. Dajing still needs to expand his knowledge of martial arts."
Jiang Changsheng said meaningfully that the Poison King was indeed powerful. If Jiang Changsheng had not been an immortal cultivator, no one would have noticed his infiltration and Dajing would have most likely collapsed because of him.
Emperor Shuntian nodded and said, "Indeed, I will keep it in mind."
Even if there was someone around, he no longer called himself "I" in front of Jiang Changsheng. Having brought millions of people back to life, he could not imagine how much damage Jiang Changsheng had suffered.
Compared with the life and death of millions of people, he cares more about Jiang Changsheng, not only because of their blood relationship, but also because Daozu is more important to Dajing.
If there were no Daozu, Dajing would still be suppressed by the Mahayana Dragon Tower. It might have been annexed by the Hongxuan Dynasty or the Donghai Dynasty, or it might have been ravaged by Tianhai, or the Emperor might have restored Chu, leading to constant wars that continue to this day.
People all over the world understand this point. Even the emperors of all dynasties did not make as great a contribution as the Taoist Ancestor.
The two chatted for a while, and then Emperor Shuntian left in a hurry. From then on, the White Guards sent a large amount of supplements and rare treasures every day, which made Jiang Changsheng both relieved and helpless.
When the New Year arrived, Emperor Shuntian brought Jiang Che to celebrate the festival. The father and son personally poured tea for Jiang Changsheng, fearing that he would be tired.
Jiang Changsheng found it funny. This kid didn't think that he would only live for a few years after performing the resurrection technique?
He did not refuse. It is a good thing to enjoy the blessings of his children and grandchildren.
Emperor Shuntian learned from Bai Qi that Jiang Changsheng had shot an arrow at Fengtian before. When he heard the news, he could not contain his excitement.
February is here.
Emperor Shuntian once again rushed to Shuntian City, and the news that Daozu had used his own lifespan to resurrect millions of his subjects had just spread throughout the entire continent, astonishing all dynasties in the world.
Some people marveled at Daozu's righteousness towards the people of Dajing, some people marveled at Daozu's martial arts, and more and more people believed that Daozu was definitely not a martial artist, he might really be practicing Taoism.
In the world of martial arts, practicing Taoism is more about meditation, and Taoism is more theoretical. Although there are legends about immortals and gods, people in the world have not yet seen a real immortal.
Jiang Changsheng felt happy as he looked at his rapidly growing incense value.
Bringing the dead back to life is much more powerful than moving mountains or calling the wind and rain!
Sure enough, mortals care most about life and death. To be more precise, all living beings care about life and death.
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Under the blue sky, a city that is far more majestic and imposing than the capital sits on the plain. There is a glowing rosy glow above the city, which is a manifestation of the city's strong fortune and a sign of auspiciousness. Rows of birds are circling in it, enjoying the baptism of fortune.
Fengtian Dynasty, Imperial City.
Inside the palace.
boom!
A terrifying aura shook the palace, but the imperial guards guarding the gate did not react.
"Resurrection from the dead? What a joke! Even if it's true, are you afraid? Did the Poison King die in vain? Did millions of soldiers and civilians die in vain?"
An angry roar echoed in the hall. The speaker was none other than the Emperor of Fengtian. He had a dignified face and was wearing a dragon robe. His aura formed into looming dragon shadows that wrapped around his body.
All the civil and military officials in the court were silent.
A general half-kneeling on the ground raised his head and said, "Your Majesty, my people have found out that although Daozu has great magical powers, he actually sacrificed his own lifespan. The Poison King's sacrifice was not without cost. Daozu resurrected so many people that his lifespan must have been greatly reduced, and even his power was affected. This might be an opportunity for Fengtian."
This statement was agreed by many ministers, but some people opposed it, thinking that Daozu might not have become weaker.
"Is there really a martial art or magic in the world that can easily resurrect millions of people without any effect on oneself? The more extreme the martial art, the greater the cost."
An old minister silenced his opponents with these words.
They were indeed powerless to refute. If they continued to refute, it would only boost Da Jing's ambition and destroy their own prestige.
Another old minister stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, Fengtian is surrounded by three dynasties. It has only a glimmer of hope if it goes west. Although Fengtian is strong, no matter which dynasty it attacks, the other two dynasties will take advantage of it. Now that Da Qi and Da Jing in Longmai Continent have joined forces, if we wait any longer, they will only become stronger and stronger. By then, Fengtian will be surrounded by enemies on all sides!"
Emperor Fengtian sat down slowly, leaning forward, looking down at the civil and military officials in the court, and said, "The Dragon Vein Continent must be taken. I will send people to win over Daozu. Whether Daozu agrees or not, we are ready to go to war."
"Fengtian has stood proudly for so many years, but an unknown enemy has wiped out a million elite troops. This is not only a slap in my face, but also a slap in the face of Fengtian. If we cannot take over the Dragon Vein Continent, how can Fengtian rise in this unprecedented struggle for the Yun Dynasty?"
"Since Dajing and Daqi have joined forces, I will let them see how powerful the Qiyun Dynasty is and let them experience what Qiyun is!"
The Emperor of Fengtian spoke in a loud voice and began to give orders.
Once he expressed his determination, no one dared to dissuade him.
Dajing Daozu is unbelievable, but Fengtian is imperative!
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In September, Dajing raised a million soldiers and marched towards the East China Sea. The logistical ships stretched for thousands of miles, which was extremely spectacular.
Da Qi also sent troops. They had learned that the Fengtian Dynasty's stronghold had been destroyed. No one knew who did it, but they all thought it was Daozu Dajing. Only Daozu Dajing had such ability.
However, this battle will last for many years, and both sides will need to cross vast oceans to fight, not to mention bordering each other.
The battle of Yun Dynasty depends on the strength of high-level warriors, but it still requires a large number of soldiers to capture cities and transport food and grass. After all, no matter how strong one person is, he cannot occupy hundreds or even thousands of islands.
Jiang Changsheng returned to his peaceful life. The matter of resurrection was finally settled, and the number of pilgrims to Longqi Temple was not as exaggerated as in the previous year, blocking the mountain and making it impossible to get through.
In addition to practicing martial arts and refining elixirs on weekdays, Jiang Changsheng would observe his believers. His focus was naturally on Mu Lingluo and Lin Haotian. They were all doing well at the moment. After Lin Haotian's experience with the Shenlan Sect, he also became low-key and did not make friends easily.
Every month, Jiang Changsheng would select some suffering believers and have his clones rescue them, creating a lot of strange and beautiful stories, thereby boosting the growth of the incense value. Most of the time, he would simply help the believers out of trouble, but would not directly help them gain wealth or unparalleled martial arts.
In a blink of an eye, it's a new year again.
The thirty-first year of Shuntian.
March.
Longqi Temple welcomed a guest.
Qing'er came to report in person. She stood in front of Jiang Changsheng and said, "Daozu, this person seems to be no ordinary person. Yang Zhou fought with him but couldn't touch him at all. He didn't hurt anyone in the temple. He just wanted to see you. What do you think..."
Jiang Changsheng said without even opening his eyes: "Let him in."
Qing'er breathed a sigh of relief and went there immediately.
After an incense stick of time, Yang Zhou led his people into the hospital with an unconvinced look on his face.
The visitor turned out to be a Taoist priest, with white hair, wearing a green Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, looking like a Taoist master.
Sword God, Bai Qi, and Ye Xundi set their eyes on him.
The old Taoist came to Jiang Changsheng with a smile, bowed and said, "My name is He Hong, I came from the Little Penglai Island in the North Sea, and I came to visit the Taoist Patriarch, hoping to see his style."
Little Penglai Island?
It was the first time that Jiang Changsheng heard of this name. There was a Penglai Island in his previous life. The word Penglai appeared frequently in myths and legends. He didn't expect that there was also a Penglai Island here.
He opened his eyes and looked at Taoist He Hong.
Taoist He Hong has reached the Qiankun realm, and his true energy is strong, even stronger than the Sword God who was previously in the Qiankun realm.
Ye Xundi frowned and said, "Little Penglai Island? Is it the overseas sect that is swindling people?"
Taoist He Hong looked at him and said helplessly: "Donor, you can't say that. Little Penglai Island never cheats people. It's just that people in the world get the advantage and still don't believe it."
