Jiang Changsheng did have some expectations for Fentian Pavilion and Emperor Yang Zhao. He hoped that the other party would be strong enough so that his survival reward would be greater.
It is impossible for Burning Heaven Pavilion to be stronger than Mahayana Dragon Tower. Mahayana Dragon Tower is a thousand-year-old holy place, and Burning Heaven Pavilion has only been rising for a few years. If they can be compared, it would be too unreasonable, unless Burning Heaven Pavilion also has a great opportunity like a survival system.
etc.
What if it really happens?
Jiang Changsheng's heart tightened and he found himself a little lax.
"No, you have to always overestimate your opponent."
Jiang Changsheng thought silently as Eunuch Li continued to introduce the battle achievements of Emperor Yang Zhao and Fentian Pavilion over the years.
Arakawa was listening at the side, looking dazed, obviously worried about his grandfather.
After Eunuch Li left, Jiang Changsheng stared at the medicine cauldron and said, "Chuan'er, do you want to go find your grandfather?"
When Arakawa heard this, he was immediately excited and nodded quickly, saying, "Master, is it okay?"
He was already nineteen years old, and his skills had reached the peak of the Spiritual Consciousness Realm. He was only one step away from the Transcendental Realm, but he had been unable to attain enlightenment at this step.
Jiang Changsheng took out two pieces of talisman paper from his arms, handed them to Arakawa, and said, "Go ahead, stay calm when things happen, and I, your master, can't protect you when you're out."
Arakawa took the two talismans and was overjoyed. He knew how powerful the talismans were. He immediately knelt down and thanked Jiang Changsheng.
That day, Arakawa rushed down the mountain.
evening.
Jiang Changsheng was practicing under a tree when Wang Chen came over and asked worriedly, "Master, aren't you worried about his safety? I heard from Eunuch Li that the Fentian Pavilion is at its peak and full of experts."
Jiang Changsheng said without even opening his eyes, "The Demon Sect has surrendered. As long as he doesn't mess around, he should be fine. Even if he does, it will be a good opportunity to hone him. If you have feelings in life, you should cherish them, otherwise you will regret it for the rest of your life."
After the death of the Queen and Jiang Yuan, Jiang Changsheng gained a deeper understanding of life and death.
Although he lived two lives, he only experienced his own death in the previous life, and it was in this life that he truly experienced the separation of life and death. Even though his relationship with his parents in this life was weak, he still felt a little melancholy whenever he thought of them.
If he is like this, what about Arakawa who has been dependent on the Demon Lord since childhood?
Jiang Changsheng can live forever and wait until he is strong enough to experience all kinds of life, but Arakawa is just a mortal, and his life is only a hundred years. Once he misses it, it will be gone forever.
Wang Chen sighed, asked no more questions, and turned to find Bailong.
Ping'an and Xu Tianji followed Jiang Ziyu down the mountain, and Arakawa also left. Wanli and Mingyue had matured and had taken charge of the affairs of the Taoist temple. As a result, the courtyard became deserted, with only two people and one snake left.
…
October, the fourth year of Zhenyu.
The King of Wei assembled his army and led a force of nearly 400,000 to break through the border of the Jin Dynasty. The Jin Dynasty sent four masters, but they were still no match for the masters under the King of Wei and began to passively defend.
In just one month, the King of Wei conquered six cities in a row and tore a hole in the Jin Dynasty's territory. This achievement excited the people of Dajing, and the emperor was also very happy. He held a banquet and invited all civil and military officials to enjoy it together.
Gu Khan could no longer sit still. They were frightened by the strength of the King of Wei. If the Jin Dynasty was defeated, they would also leave.
They began to dispatch troops to support the Jin Dynasty.
In this year, King Wei Jiang Ziyu was only eighteen years old. At the age of eighteen, he saved the country from danger, making the crown prince and other princes pale in comparison.
Shunzhou is a garrison city in the north.
Crown Prince Jiang Zihan was wandering in the lobby, with two rows of soldiers and counselors standing below him, all with gloomy faces.
Jiang Zihan stopped and angrily shouted, "The King of Wei has so many capable and brave men under his command, why are all my men useless? Ping An can kill ten thousand people in one battle, but you usually brag about yourselves, why do you become so weak on the battlefield?"
Everyone was silent, not daring to say a word.
They also found the rise of King Wei incredible.
They can understand that the Yang and Chen families can help King Wei recruit soldiers, but why do masters like Ping An, Xu Tianji, and Zong Tianwu work for King Wei?
Especially Ping An, where did those monsters come from?
"Don't worry, Your Highness."
A laugh came from outside the door, and a figure flew in like a startled wild goose, frightening the soldiers so much that they drew their swords to protect Jiang Zihan.
This man was dressed in white and black, he was tall and handsome, with a silver leaf crown on his head, a faint smile on his face, and a folding fan in his hand. He completely ignored the soldiers around him and stared at Jiang Zihan.
Jiang Zihan frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
The other party smiled and said, "Nephew, have you forgotten that I touched your head when you first entered the Dragon Tower?"
Jiang Zihan was stunned for a moment, then showed a look of surprise. He pushed aside the soldiers in front of him, rushed forward, and asked excitedly: "Master Ye, why are you here?"
Ye Jue is Jiang Yu’s senior brother in Mahayana Dragon Tower.
"Uncle Ye, it's great that you can come. My father has told me more than once that among all the disciples of your generation, you have the highest aptitude in martial arts. Are you here to help me?" Jiang Zihan asked excitedly. In front of Ye Jue, he no longer called himself "Uncle Ye".
Ye Jue smiled and waved his fan, "Of course. The Three Dynasties War is no longer a struggle between dynasties, but a struggle between martial arts. The generals under your command are not qualified to compete for victory or defeat."
Jiang Zihan nodded. He also felt that there were many masters in the Jin Dynasty. Even if he outnumbered them, he would have to pay a heavy price.
He quickly pulled Ye Jue to sit down, and only started to greet the soldiers and advisers after they left.
After reminiscing about the past, Jiang Zihan couldn't help but ask, "Master Ye, what do you mean by the dispute over martial arts? Aren't the Jin Dynasty and Guhan also under the jurisdiction of the Mahayana Dragon Tower?"
Ye Jue shook his head and said, "It was before, but not now. The owner of the building has been meditating on divine skills and secluded himself for forty years. Some other martial arts sects took the opportunity to preach in Guhan and Jin Dynasty. In the past few years, in the Ten Directions Martial Arts Discussion, the masters of Longlou were all injured. This is the weakest time for Longlou in hundreds of years, so some sects want to take advantage of the opportunity to attack."
Jiang Zihan frowned and asked, "Can the Dragon Tower turn the tide?"
Ye Jue hummed, "Of course I can. Since they want to use the battlefield as a game, then we will defeat them on the battlefield. After we have dealt with them, Long Lou will remove the thorn in the capital."
Jiang Zihan asked in surprise: "What's the thorn in the capital?"
"Longqi Temple's Taoist priests, including the Snake-Disgusting Venerable, the Taoist Tiangang, and the Thirteen Assassins of Tianxu, were all killed by him under the leadership of your father. Your father also lost his courage because of this. Now he spends his days seeking pleasure and wants to hand over the mess to Longlou."
When this matter was mentioned, Ye Jue's eyes turned cold.
Jiang Zihan was silent. He didn't expect such a big thing to happen in the past two years.
After all, he had practiced in the Dragon Tower and knew the great strength of the Venerable. Even though he fought together with other masters, they were all killed by the Taoist Changsheng alone.
"He is a legend in the martial arts world, and his reputation is well-deserved. Jiang Ziyu is his disciple, and his skills are not inferior to mine." Jiang Zihan said with jealousy on his face.
He couldn't understand how Jiang Ziyu could catch up with him in terms of skills.
Ye Jue said: "The Taoist Changsheng is indeed powerful, a man of natural talent, who has grown to such a level in just a few decades. Longlou missed a genius, but he killed so many people in Longlou, he must die, there is no turning back. When the war is over, the owner of the building will personally lead the entire Longlou to take action, and by the way, open up the martial arts prosperity to the world of Dajing. Longlou is also ready to change ."
The entire Dragon Tower took action?
Jiang Zihan frowned. He had already decided that he would be the next emperor. After hearing Ye Jue's words, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable. He always felt that he would become a puppet in the future. However, he did not dare to ask more questions. Now he had no right to resist Long Lou.
"If you destroy Longqi Temple, I can deal with that bastard Jiang Ziyu!"
Jiang Zihan said with murderous intent on his face, he had hated Jiang Ziyu since he was a child, and now his hatred was even stronger.
…
In the fifth year of Zhenyu, the prince led a large army into Guhan and, like the King of Wei, sent reports of victory to the thirteen states in succession, which excited the world.
When Dajing was in danger, two princes unexpectedly took up the banner and turned the tide, which surprised and moved the people of the world. A literary saint said that this was a sign of two dragons descending to the earth and the prosperity of Dajing.
Inside Longqi Temple.
Jiang Changsheng and two others were drinking tea.
Eunuch Li said in amazement, "It seems that the Mahayana Dragon Tower has already started to take action. The prince has a peerless master under his command, who is stronger than Zong Tianwu. He easily defeated the three great masters of Guhan by himself. However, the Dragon Tower did not come to deal with Long Qiguan, but supported the prince instead. This is puzzling."
Wang Chen analyzed: "Could it be that the Mahayana Dragon Tower is afraid of the Taoist priest and wants to clean up the mess first, and then free up their hands to come out in full force?"
Eunuch Li thought it made sense and nodded.
Jiang Changsheng sighed, "Why don't you follow the rules? I want to kill the younger ones and then the older ones, and then the older ones, one by one."
In that case, his survival reward would be very profitable.
Unfortunately, Mahayana Dragon Tower does not abide by martial ethics.
Eunuch Li smiled and said, "It must be very wise to be able to stand for a thousand years. Just think that the Mahayana Dragon Tower will come out in full force. Do you have the confidence?"
Jiang Changsheng stared at the teacup and said, "I'm about half sure."
Eunuch Li became even more excited and said with a smile: "If we can overthrow the control of Dacheng Dragon Tower over Dajing, the late emperor will be overjoyed in his grave, and Dajing will surpass all previous dynasties!"
He is already old and loyal to Jiang Yuan. Now he is not afraid of death at all, he just looks forward to it.
Not to mention Wang Chen, ever since he learned about the existence of the Mahayana Dragon Tower, he has been hostile to it. The Mahayana Dragon Tower made his cognition in the first half of his life a joke, so how could he not be hostile?
Jiang Changsheng suddenly asked, "Chuan'er hasn't returned yet, Eunuch Li, please help find out."
Eunuch Li nodded and agreed immediately.
He didn't stay long before leaving.
Jiang Changsheng looked at the white dragon. The white dragon was coiled under the Earth Spirit Tree, like a circle of white wall, extremely scary.
He could feel more and more spiritual energy flowing into the white dragon's body. Could it be that it was about to break through?
Although there are monsters in the world, warriors do not have a deep understanding of them, and they don't even know what realm to divide them into. Jiang Changsheng guessed that only the people in Dajing don't know, and there must be a detailed classification of monster realms outside.
Wang Chen followed Jiang Changsheng's gaze and said, "It has been sleeping for a month. It's not winter yet. Will it be okay?"
Jiang Changsheng said: "It's okay, I'm watching."
The sun gradually sets and dusk falls.
Jiang Changsheng was about to go back to the house to practice when he suddenly realized something. He turned around abruptly and his eyes became sharp.
This breath doesn't sound like a human.
Could it be a monster?
Jiang Changsheng's soul left his body and flew high into the sky. He looked up and saw a group of evil spirits like black wind moving in the woods in the north of the capital.
This aura is very strong, surpassing the state of mind of ordinary gods. The most important thing is that mortals cannot see it at all.
Under that evil aura, a team of carriages and horses were escorting goods to the capital.