Chapter 297: Zixiao Palace, Huge Gap
In less than three breaths, all eight powerful warriors in the realm of great masters of heaven and earth were killed, leaving only minced meat all over the ground .
The king of the Qiangliang tribe was still enduring the impact of the Golden Scale Tree. He was already seriously injured, with white bones visible in many parts of his body.
"Who on earth is he..."
The king of the Qiangliang tribe looked up at Jiang Changsheng in shock and anger. From beginning to end, he never saw Jiang Changsheng's true face.
The dazzling golden light was like the law between mortal spirits and divine spirits, preventing his eyes from breaking through the barrier.
At this moment, the Qiangliang tribe thought of the warning left by the royal family. It turned out to be true. Even though the Qiangliang tribe had expelled the human race, the human race still came back, and there was even such a strong man in charge.
The eyes of the Qiangliang tribe king were gloomy and he was no longer able to resist.
He felt extremely frustrated in this battle. The opponent's strength far exceeded his, and he was suppressed to the point where he could only defend passively. He had never fought such a battle before. In Taihuang, even if he faced an invincible powerful existence, he could still fight for a long time.
Just at this moment.
Jiang Changsheng in the sky took out the purple gold gourd from his sleeve and shone it downwards. The purple gold gourd burst out with wisps of purple light, and a powerful suction force enveloped the king of the Qiangliang clan.
He was already at the end of his strength and had no power to resist. He could only close his eyes and accept the outcome of his death.
Not only will he die, but the tribesmen he brought with him will also die.
Soon, his body, which was larger than a mountain, suddenly shrank and drilled into the purple gold gourd.
Jiang Changsheng put away the purple gold gourd, turned his head to look in the direction of the Dajing army, and once again used his magical power to change the world, lowering the hanging island and allowing the Dajing army and Huangzhou City to land again.
After doing all this, he flew away on a cloud and quickly disappeared into the horizon.
Those Qiangliang warriors who were still alive trembled all over and could not believe their eyes.
"The king is dead?"
"How is it possible... How can the human race have such a powerful existence..."
"Run away!"
"Run, the Qiangliang tribe lost this battle!"
More and more Qiangliang warriors woke up and fled in all directions.
The sunlight shines through the sea of clouds in the sky, illuminating the desolate and bleak battlefield. The surviving Dajing soldiers feel as if they are in a dream.
Guan Tongyou landed on the ground, meditated on the spot, took out the elixir from the storage ring, and began to heal his wounds.
This desperate war ended quickly after Daozu took action. Most people were still immersed in the previous shock and unable to extricate themselves.
Many warriors had an idea.
Is martial arts really useful?
Can it be compared with the destructive power of immortals and gods just now?
…
When Jiang Changsheng returned to the courtyard of Longqi Mountain, Bai Qi and Jiang Tianming immediately came over and kept asking about the battle situation.
"The Qiangliang tribe is indeed powerful, but this is not their full strength. In the future, the human race will have to face attacks from the Qiangliang tribe. Moreover, the Qiangliang tribe is not only powerful, but also leads many other races."
"Tianming, practice martial arts well. Dajing needs you, and the hope of the human race also lies in you."
Jiang Changsheng said this in a worried tone, and Jiang Tianming's blood boiled when he heard it. He did not feel any pressure at all, but instead was filled with infinite fighting spirit.
Bai Qi then asked: "Master, how strong is the strongest person sent by the Qiangliang tribe this time?"
Jiang Changsheng said: "Comparable to the human race's Martial Emperor."
Hearing this, Bai Qi's eyes widened, and Taiwa and Taixi also turned their heads to look at him.
Under the influence of Ji Wujun and Bai Zun, they believed that Emperor Wu was the pinnacle of martial arts, but they did not expect that the Qiangliang tribe would actually send someone with the strength of the pinnacle of martial arts.
Bai Qi was surprised and asked, "The other party sent out the Martial Emperor, but you were able to solve the problem so quickly?"
That’s Emperor Wu!
This was the first time that Jiang Changsheng defeated Emperor Wu!
"Although the process was difficult, we did win. A martial arts duel cannot be measured by time. The longer the fight, the smaller the gap between the two. On the contrary, the shorter the fight, the more both sides tried their best."
Jiang Changsheng shook his head and walked towards his house.
Jiang Tianming clenched his fists and said, "What's the point of being a martial arts emperor? Grandfather will definitely be able to step into a higher realm of martial arts. There is no limit to martial arts!"
Back in the house, Jiang Changsheng sat in meditation on the bed, let out a long sigh, his eyes full of anticipation.
If he tried his best, he could kill the Qiangliang tribe king faster, but he wanted to force the other party to show greater strength to stimulate the increase in survival rewards.
As for whether the Qiangliang tribe would attack again, he knew it well. It was impossible for the Qiangliang tribe to come again in a short period of time.
He had calculated before that the strongest of the Qiangliang clan was only at the fifth level of the Heaven and Earth Emperor Realm, with an incense value of 5.5 billion. The Qiangliang clan was far stronger than the human race, but that did not mean that there was a being that surpassed the Martial Emperor realm. It was just that the number of people in each realm was far greater than that of the human race.
He had calculated the overall strength and worth of the Qiangliang clan before, and the long string of zeros made him shudder with fear. It would take hundreds of years for Dajing to catch up.
He took off the purple gold gourd and looked inside it. At this moment, the seriously injured King of the Qiangliang tribe had been suppressed by many restrictions and lost consciousness.
It would be a pity to kill him directly. You have to fill in the Classic of Mountains and Seas and the Mirror of Heaven and Earth first, and then distribute his body to people around you, or make pills for it. This is the way to maximize the benefits.
The reason for letting those powerful warriors leave was to hope that they could bring back the battle situation and intimidate the Qiangliang tribe.
As long as the Qiangliang clan is not reckless, they will definitely not dare to invade again, which will give Jiang Changsheng more time to practice.
When it comes to the Qiangliang tribe, they have already started fighting against a Martial Emperor-level enemy. If the Qiangliang tribe is crushed, it will certainly involve a higher level. After all, the Qiangliang tribe is only the overlord of the southern part of Taihuang. God knows how big Taihuang is and how many powerful tribes are hidden there.
Jiang Changsheng doesn't like taking risks, he wants to do things with certainty.
After a while.
[In the third year of the Emperor of the Earth, the Qiangliang tribe sent the Earth Vein Tribe to invade Dajing. You successfully survived the siege of the Earth Vein King and his elite subordinates, survived a catastrophe, and received a survival reward - the causal magic weapon 'Purple Sky Palace']
Seeing this line of words, Jiang Changsheng raised his eyebrows.
Is Zixiao Palace a magic weapon?
The name of Zixiao Palace has a deep connotation in Chinese culture. There is Zixiao Palace in reality, and there is also Zixiao Palace in the legend of Investiture of the Gods. It is the Taoist temple of ancestor Hongjun.
Interestingly, Patriarch Hongjun is called the Taoist Ancestor in some mythological novels and stories.
Zixiao Palace is worthy of Daozu?
Jiang Changsheng began to inherit the memories of Zixiao Palace.
The Zixiao Palace was built with innate spiritual stones and contains the charm of the Great Dao. Practicing in the Zixiao Palace can enhance one's understanding. At the same time, it is also a defensive magic weapon that can block the prying of various senses and forces, and can offset attacks of a certain force. In addition, the Zixiao Palace is also a growth-type magic weapon, a cause-and-effect magic weapon, which is naturally related to cause and effect. It can absorb the beliefs of all living beings, give birth to the causal power of faith, and promote the effect of improving understanding brought by the Taoist temple.
Amazing!
Just right for him.
Jiang Changsheng took out the Zixiao Palace, and a ball of purple air appeared in his palm.
The Zixiao Palace is not just the shape of a palace; it can change into many forms, all depending on the wishes of its owner.
Jiang Changsheng began to refine the restrictions and found that the restrictions inside were far more complicated than the previous magic weapons and also involved the power of cause and effect. He was not distressed but surprised.
Before making the underworld recognize him as its master, he had comprehended the power of cause and effect. Although he could not fully control the power of cause and effect yet, at least he was on the way .
And so, time passed day by day.
When Ji Wujun, Ye Xundi and others came back, Jiang Changsheng was not finished yet.
It took him a total of half a month before he succeeded in getting Zixiao Palace to recognize him as its master.
He walked out of the house, and everyone immediately stood up and looked at him. He was the first to say, "Stop complimenting me. I'm tired of hearing it. Just focus on practicing."
Ji Wujun and Ye Xundi smiled awkwardly , then sat down again and began to talk about what happened after the battle.
Jiang Changsheng turned around, his eyes focused, and his house disappeared. He then released the Zixiao Palace and turned it into an ordinary Taoist temple, placing it on the site of the original house without squeezing the space in the courtyard.
This Taoist temple is not very big. When he is powerful enough, he will make the full picture of Zixiao Palace appear. It would be even better if it can be placed in the sky.
Everyone was accustomed to his methods and was not surprised.
Ye Xundi continued to say that the battle with the Qiangliang tribe lasted less than a day, but the casualties were extremely tragic, with at least one million soldiers killed and the number of injured being incalculable. However, the gains were also huge. The bodies of those Qiangliang tribe warriors were the best result of the battle. Once distributed, warriors all over the world could greatly improve their strength with the help of Tianyan martial arts.
However, it is impossible to distribute it to warriors all over the world. The emperor plans to reward according to merit. But one thing is certain, the higher the status, the more pounds one will get.
"Da Jing isn't strong enough."
Jiang Changsheng sighed, then walked into the Zixiao Palace. He wanted to try out the effect.
Seeing him enter the temple, the people in the courtyard looked at each other in surprise.
Ji Wujun sighed: "Indeed , this battle has awakened Da Jing and us. But to be honest, facing this Qiangliang tribe, the Holy Dynasty will have a hard time, not to mention that the Qiangliang tribe has not yet come out in full force."
Ye Xundi originally wanted to talk about how powerful Daozu was, but when he thought of his own miserable performance on the battlefield, his heart sank to the bottom.
Entering the Taoist temple, Jiang Changsheng saw a cushion and nothing else. He took out all the things he had collected in the house earlier, arranged them one by one, and then meditated on the cushion.
"Huh? The speed of absorbing energy has increased."
As soon as Jiang Changsheng started practicing his skills, he felt the miraculous effect and was pleasantly surprised.
He began to practice and found that his mind was sharper than before and those confusing things were easily solved.
It is worthy of the survival reward brought by the Emperor Realm of Heaven and Earth, so comfortable!
The other side.
Shuntian City, Imperial Palace, inside the imperial study.
Jiang Han sat at the table with a gloomy face. The war was over, but the troubles that followed were not over yet. The deaths of millions of soldiers needed to be appeased, and there were countless wounded soldiers who needed treatment and aftermath. The most important thing was the distribution of the bodies of the Qiangliang clan. There were many princes, generals, and aristocratic families who participated in the war, and even the Jiang family challenged him.
These are nothing!
Most importantly…
The power of our ancestors!
Although half a month has passed, Jiang Han would think of his ancestor's earth-shattering power whenever he closed his eyes.
He realized a terrible thing, that is, the entire Dajing together could not compete with his ancestors.
The gap in strength between Dajing and his ancestors is widening, and their relationship is becoming more distant!
