Chapter 606: Immortals and Demons, Cause and Effect Changes
"Is it not possible to become a Taoist priest without a Taoist temple?"
Jiang Changsheng asked with a smile, and raised his glass towards the other party while speaking.
The middle-aged man immediately came over with a wine jug and a wine bowl. Jiang Changsheng didn't mind and started chatting with him. He thought Jiang Changsheng was a stranger, so he enthusiastically introduced the prosperity of the capital to Jiang Changsheng.
Jiang Changsheng found it interesting. Although he could see the capital city at a glance, some things sounded completely different when spoken from human mouth.
After chatting for half an hour, the middle-aged man picked up the bamboo basket and left. The inn was still crowded with guests , some leaving and some coming. It was the same in every inn in the capital. The atmosphere of cultivating immortals was very strong here, and the streets were full of cultivators.
In general, the capital city today did not disappoint Jiang Changsheng. The people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and could even practice Taoism, which was unimaginable in the original Dajing.
After leaving the inn, Jiang Changsheng did not stay in the capital, but began to walk towards the distance. In the next hundred years, he planned to walk and observe the world.
…
The vast world is in the void.
A piece of broken land was floating, with several high mountains on it. In the mountain stream, the leader of Kunlun was sitting in meditation by the river, with an evil spirit between his brows that was difficult to dispel.
At this time.
The evil spirit flew out from between his eyebrows, rapidly expanding, and condensed into a mysterious figure in front of him.
"Give up the immortal path and practice the devil path. I can sense that you are very unwilling and eager to become stronger. Since the immortal path is not feasible, why don't you take the path I give you?"
The mysterious figure spoke, his tone full of temptation.
The Kunlun leader did not open his eyes or answer.
The mysterious figure continued, "The Devil Way is just the opposite of the Great Way. It is not the demon clan or the Devil Way that you know. Those Devil Ways and Demon Clan that are scattered in the Great Way have only glimpsed a trace of the devilish meaning of my Way."
The Kunlun leader remained indifferent.
The mysterious figure laughed strangely and said, "Are you longing for Daluo? Immortals cannot help you achieve Daluo, but demons can. I have already comprehended the mystery of Daluo. It is not impossible to achieve."
Hearing the word "Daluo", the Kunlun Sect Leader finally couldn't hold back any longer. He opened his eyes, frowned, and stared at the mysterious figure.
"Become a demon, a demon among demons, a demon among demons, and open up an unprecedented Taoist tradition!" The tone of the mysterious figure became crazy and hysterical.
When Kunlun Sect Leader heard this, the strange look in his eyes instantly faded away, and the murderous aura between his brows also dissipated, causing the mysterious figure to gradually disappear.
"How could you...?"
The mysterious figure roared in shock, but before he could finish his words, he completely disappeared and ceased to exist.
The Kunlun leader took a deep breath and suddenly realized that he should go back.
Some things must be faced.
Before, he had also heard the voice of Daozu and knew about the birth of the Nine Saints of Taichu. It was because of this that he almost gave birth to a demon in his heart.
The figure just now was not a demon, but an evil spirit wandering in the void. The leader of Kunlun felt that he could not deal with it and could only think about returning to the immortal path.
He decided to find Daozu.
Daozu is high above him, but he feels that Daozu may save him, and the devil has already set his sights on the immortal way, so Daozu must be informed of this matter as soon as possible.
The Kunlun Sect Leader stood up and set off for the Daluo Immortal Realm.
He did not realize that in the deep void behind him, there was a rolling demonic energy following him, sometimes disappearing and sometimes appearing, which was extremely strange.
…
"Teach me how to cultivate immortality? Just...young Taoist priest, don't talk nonsense!"
In a stone pavilion among the mountains, a scholar carrying a box on his back wiped the sweat off his face while speaking.
Jiang Changsheng sat beside him and chuckled, "I see that you have accumulated merits for ten lifetimes, but this life has been rough. Meeting is fate. I want to help you. Do you really want to refuse?"
The scholar looked to be about thirty years old, with fair skin and a tired face. After hearing Jiang Changsheng's nonsense, he began to look at Jiang Changsheng seriously.
After traveling all over the country for so many years, he had seen cultivators and even encountered ghosts and gods passing through. He even wrote a book about this and hid it in his box.
"You can still see my past life? Then can you show me your immortal skills?" the scholar raised his eyebrows and asked, holding a glimmer of hope in his heart.
Jiang Changsheng raised his hand, and a strong wind blew up between heaven and earth, whistling past and shaking the mountains and forests like waves rising and falling.
The scholar was blown so hard that he quickly grabbed the wooden stake next to him. As he looked horrified, Jiang Changsheng clenched his right hand, and the wind and waves between heaven and earth stopped instantly.
This time, the scholar was frightened.
He immediately put down the box, knelt down in front of Jiang Changsheng, and kowtowed continuously.
"I am blind and do not know the real master. Please forgive me, Senior. I would like to ask you for the method of cultivating immortality!"
The scholar was extremely excited. He had failed in the imperial examinations for many years and had lost confidence. If there was another way, he would be willing to choose it. Moreover, this was a way to transcend the ordinary.
Jiang Changsheng raised his hand and pointed his index finger at him. Just then he looked up and his eyes met Jiang Changsheng's fingertips.
The scholar was in a trance for a moment, and the image of Jiang Changsheng meditating and practicing was reflected in his pupils.
I don't know how much time passed, but it gradually got dark.
When the scholar woke up, he found himself alone in the pavilion.
He quickly stood up, looked around, and shouted loudly: "Senior! Senior! Senior..."
After shouting for a long time without getting any response, the scholar was sure that the senior had left, but a new skill had appeared in his mind.
Golden Body Technique!
…
The endless river flowed endlessly. Jiang Changsheng stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the majestic waves hitting the shore, his thoughts drifting away.
For some reason, while walking in the human world over the years, he often thought of the Earth in his previous life.
Even if he became Daluo and projected his will into the past and the future, he would not be able to find the Earth where he existed. Perhaps the Earth existed in the ancient past, or in the more distant future.
“Why bother about the past? If you want to, why not create a world that I will miss.”
Jiang Changsheng thought silently, and decided to create a land after finishing his life on earth, where the ancient Chinese civilization that he knew would be found.
Just like Shaohao and Xingtian whom Daotong met when he returned to God, they were the mythological and legendary figures in his memories of his previous life.
Jiang Changsheng took a step forward, flying in the air. The waves of the river splashed on his body, and he also enjoyed the coolness.
Although he was walking, the distance he covered in a year was a distance that a mortal could not cover in his entire lifetime. However, the scope of Tianjing was extremely large, and half of the territory of Kunlun Realm belonged to Tianjing.
Along the way, Jiang Changsheng encountered many immortal cultivators fighting with each other, and some even wanted to make trouble for him. Naturally, he did not end up well.
Gradually, he came to the snow-capped mountains. Standing on the grass and looking up, he saw the magnificent mountain scenery .
Under his gaze, two figures were fighting at the end of the mountains and rivers, causing the heaven and earth to tremble slightly.
If it were anyone else, Jiang Changsheng might have just glanced at them and ignored them, but one of them was from the Jiang clan, and was from the imperial lineage of the Jiang clan.
Ever since he visited Jiang Xun's future, Jiang Changsheng has always been skeptical about the Jiang clan's imperial bloodline, so he did not pay special attention to the Jiang clan. Otherwise, with the qualifications of the Jiang clan's imperial bloodline geniuses, plus his guidance, the Nine Saints of Taichu would definitely have a seat in the Jiang clan's imperial bloodline.
In a one-on-one situation, the Jiang clan's imperial descendant clearly suppressed his opponent, and Jiang Changsheng saw through their cause and effect at a glance.
It wasn't the fault of the descendants of the imperial family, but the other party coveted their treasure and ended up hitting a wall.
Jiang Changsheng watched the battle quietly. After about half an hour, the battle ended. The descendant of the Jiang clan's imperial bloodline won and successfully killed the enemy. He did not intervene in this matter. This was all personal karma and destiny, and it was all his own choice.
After collecting the bodies, the Jiang clan member turned around and flew towards Jiang Changsheng. Then he saw Jiang Changsheng. He immediately stopped and looked down at Jiang Changsheng from high in the sky with flickering eyes.
Jiang Changsheng looked at him teasingly, wanting to see what he was going to do.
Finally, the Jiang clan member landed and said, "My name is Jiang Yuan. Daoist friend, please be careful when you come here. There are many demon sects in this area. If you are targeted, it will be very troublesome."
He stared at Jiang Changsheng closely. In his perception, Jiang Changsheng was just a Qi-refining cultivator. But if he was just a Qi-refining cultivator, how dare he come to this area?
He suspected that Jiang Changsheng had some secret skills, and even suspected that Jiang Changsheng might be from the Demon Sect.
Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, "Jiang Yuan, I haven't heard this name for a long time."
"Oh? You've heard of me?"
Jiang Yuan's expression became unnatural.
Jiang Changsheng replied: "An old friend is also called Jiang Yuan. I don't like him very much, but I have to take care of him. Don't you think this cause and effect is very strange?"
Hearing Jiang Changsheng talking to himself, Jiang Yuan felt confused and became even more alert.
Jiang Changsheng suddenly became interested and sneered, "Okay, no more nonsense. I'm going to seize the blood of the Jiang clan's emperor. You came at the right time. If you run into me, you are doomed to despair!"
boom!
A powerful aura burst out, shocking Jiang Yuan so much that he retreated violently. He immediately took out a number of magic swords and formed a sword formation around him.
"So strong... Could he be a Taiyi Earth Immortal?"
Jiang Yuan was sweating profusely, he did not enter the Emperor's Vein by practicing. He had outstanding talent, but he had only been practicing for a short time, so he came to Tianjing's world of immortal cultivation to gain experience. Unexpectedly, he met a Taiyi Earth Immortal.
Damn it!
Although Jiang Yuan was panicked, he still quickly launched an attack. He opened his arms and dozens of flying swords rose up and killed Jiang Changsheng together. Each flying sword burst out with purple light. The mountains and rivers behind him trembled violently, and even caused an avalanche.
Jiang Changsheng raised his hand and slapped.
boom!
Dozens of flying swords shattered into pieces. Jiang Yuan was caught off guard and was knocked flying. His bones were broken and he fell on the mountain wall, smashing it and breaking it. Then he was submerged by the rolling snow waves.
Jiang Changsheng's move caused Jiang Yuan to suffer.
"Boy, don't let me down. Whether you can get the opportunity in my hand depends on your backbone."
Jiang Changsheng thought expressionlessly that as he pushed out his palm, Jiang Yuan's cause and effect began to change.
Gradually, Jiang Changsheng thought of another person.
Golden cicada.
I see.
Jiang Changsheng's mouth corners slightly raised.
boom!
In the snow, Jiang Yuan, covered in blood, rushed out. The Eye of Dao on his forehead opened, flashing purple light, shining brightly across the sky and earth. His limbs drooped unnaturally, his hair was disheveled, and he looked like a demon god descending to the earth, staring at Jiang Changsheng with a ferocious face.
