Chapter 63: The rise of Da Jing, how many years can it suppress the martial arts world
"Senior sister reincarnated really quickly..."
Jiang Changsheng sighed silently, as he had been reincarnated just one year after his death, while his mother had not yet been reincarnated.
Maybe it’s because the distance is too far, or maybe the time of reincarnation for each soul is different?
Jiang Changsheng was just curious and did not spend any incense money to calculate it. As for Meng Qiushuang's reincarnation, he did not want to look for it. He just hoped they would meet again if they were destined to.
In this life, Jiang Changsheng has not done anything wrong to anyone, so why should he chase after someone and try to please him generation after generation? On the contrary, he has already given those around him a better life. If they meet again and see that they are in a bad situation, he will lend a helping hand.
Then again, if I really meet her in the future, should I take her back and let her continue to be my eldest disciple?
Let her work hard for Longqi Temple for the rest of her life?
Jiang Changsheng was delighted when he thought of this. He stretched himself lazily and said with emotion, "A day on the mountain is like spring and autumn down there. The world is really full of changes."
Bai Qi, who was lying next to him, raised his head and asked, "Master, are you bored? Do you want to go down the mountain for a walk? I can accompany you."
There were only the two of them in the yard. Bailong was not in the yard either. Instead, he was napping on the hillside behind the yard, like a white city wall, quite majestic.
Jiang Changsheng stroked its wolf head and said with a smile, "Forget it, let's continue practicing. If we become obsessed with the scenery of the human world, then our Tao heart will be ruined."
He is already invincible in Dajing. If he were to enjoy himself, he would probably get lost and addicted. After all, he is only invincible in Dajing, not truly invincible in the world.
Bai Qi widened his eyes and said, "How many years does a person's life last? You are already strong enough, so cherish your time."
Jiang Changsheng glanced at it and asked meaningfully, "You want to wait until I die so that you can monopolize the Earth Spirit Tree, right?"
Bai Qi was embarrassed and shook his head quickly.
"Demon beasts just live longer than humans. They will die sooner or later. The thousand-year-old monsters in the world are just legends. I have never seen one anyway." Bai Qi said seriously.
Jiang Changsheng said happily: "Since it is a legend, it is possible that it is true. Practice well, and maybe you will be the next legend."
When Bai Qi heard this, hope suddenly ignited in his heart.
Is it really possible?
…
In the tenth year of Qianwu, Jiang Changsheng was sixty years old. The disciples of his generation had all become gray-haired, but he still maintained the appearance of an eighteen-year-old. This matter also spread among the people, causing his incense value to grow faster and faster.
Li Min finally mastered the Killing God Demon Sword thoroughly and no longer came to practice martial arts often, but instead helped Eunuch Li with his work.
On this day, Hua Jianxin brought a boy to the hospital.
It is the current crown prince, Jiang Xiu, who is six years old this year.
Jiang Changsheng had naturally seen Jiang Xiu before, as Jiang Ziyu had brought him here before.
"How did you bring him here?"
Jiang Changsheng asked with a smile, he opened his arms and Jiang Xiu immediately threw himself into his arms.
"Grandmaster!"
Jiang Xiu also had a birthmark between his eyebrows. This matter had spread all over the world, and it was said that the Emperor of the Jiang family had a birthmark of destiny.
Jiang Xiu calling him Grandmaster was also Jiang Changsheng's idea. He planned to keep his relationship with Jiang Ziyu a secret and pass it down from generation to generation in the Jing Dynasty. If people knew that he was the son of Jiang Yuan, it would be too troublesome in the future.
Jiang Changsheng is more afraid of trivial troubles than enemies.
Hua Jianxin smiled and said, "He is already six years old. I plan to teach him martial arts from today. Don't worry, it won't be a bother for you. I will teach him and you can just give him some pointers when you have time."
Jiang Xiu yelled, "I don't, I don't, I want Master to teach me."
His delicate little face was puffed up with anger, making him look quite like a girl.
Jiang Changsheng was amused by him and said with a smile: "Master won't teach you, you didn't even bring him any delicious food."
Jiang Xiu scratched his head and said with a silly smile: "I will definitely bring some delicious food next time."
He began to act coquettishly, causing laughter in the courtyard.
Bai Qi rolled his eyes and thought to himself, "You say you're afraid of trouble, but you're obviously very happy."
After a while, Hua Jianxin began to teach Jiang Xiu how to practice martial arts. They practiced the Qiankun Tianjing to lay a solid foundation for internal strength first.
"Unfortunately, this kid's martial arts aptitude is not as good as his father's, so it's difficult for him to achieve great things in martial arts."
Jiang Changsheng looked for a while, then withdrew his gaze and began to practice.
…
In autumn, the whole mountain of Longqi Temple is covered with yellow leaves, which creates a unique atmosphere. There are still many pilgrims going up and down the mountain, including dignitaries, common people, and martial artists.
In the courtyard, Jiang Changsheng was making an elixir.
Li Min stood beside Jiang Changsheng and whispered, "There have been more and more warriors in the capital recently, and many of them have skills that my subordinates cannot see through. The martial arts imperial examination is not at this time, so I am afraid something unexpected will happen."
Jiang Changsheng asked, "Where is Eunuch Li? Why didn't he come?"
Li Min replied: "I am not feeling well and am recuperating at home."
Jiang Changsheng nodded slightly and didn't ask any more questions. He had already given Eunuch Li a lot of elixirs, but the deadline would eventually come.
"Master, we must be extra careful about this matter. Those mysterious masters often hang around Longqi Mountain..." Li Min reminded again.
Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, I know what's going on."
Li Min followed up, "The secret of Emperor Yang Zhao's becoming a god is known to everyone. He claimed that he had eaten the blood of the strange beast Shan Zhe. Many sects searched all over the world for Shan Zhe. Emperor Yang Zhao did not expand the Burning Heaven Pavilion and still dominated the southern martial arts world. He had no plans to go north."
Mountain monster?
This was the first time Jiang Changsheng heard of this name, and he couldn't help but ask about Shan Zhe's origins.
"Rumor has it that Shanzheng looks like a tiger or leopard, has several tails and horns on its head. I have never seen what it looks like exactly. Unlike monsters, Shanzheng rescues mortals every time it appears in the world, so it is called a strange beast, and some people even call it a god." Li Min pondered.
Jiang Changsheng looked at Bai Qi and asked, "Have you heard of it?"
Bai Qi raised his head, yawned, and said, "Of course I have heard of them. Shan Zheng is indeed not a demon beast. They are naturally powerful and helpful. Although I have never seen a Shan Zheng, I have seen other strange beasts. They appear and disappear mysteriously. I only saw them for a moment, and then they disappeared into the mountains."
Jiang Changsheng found it interesting that there were so many hidden things in the world of martial arts.
Li Min was no longer surprised that Bai Qi could speak. Instead, he started asking questions, wanting to know more legends about Shan Zhe.
After an incense stick of time, Li Min left and Jiang Changsheng continued to refine the elixir.
Bai Qi said: "There are indeed more and more masters under the mountain. I am afraid that someone is secretly pushing them. Otherwise, it is impossible for them to all go around Longqi Temple. Do I need to take action to solve it?"
It licked its mouth and acted gentle while staying in Longqi Temple. In fact, it was a ferocious monster.
Jiang Changsheng raised his lips slightly, looked at the medicine cauldron, and said, "No need, there are not enough people."
Eight years have passed since the battle with Mahayana Dragon Tower. For Jiang Changsheng, eight years is nothing, but for the martial arts world, it is a new era.
It seems that some people can't remember how strong Jiang Changsheng is.
That’s right, Jingchao doesn’t have the Internet and no video evidence.
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At dusk, in an inn in the capital.
Lu Chengfeng, carrying the wooden box on his back, came to a table and sat down. He took the wooden box and placed it on half of the table, then called the waiter to order food.
After ordering the food and drinks, he quietly listened to the gossip of other people in the martial arts world on the first floor.
"Is Emperor Yang Zhao really a god?"
"Who knows? He said it himself, but there is indeed no one in the martial arts world who can rival him."
"Who said there is no one? The Martial God in Longqi Temple is still here."
"Master Changsheng hasn't appeared in eight years. I don't know what his current power is."
"It has been more than 20 years since Immortal Changsheng won the title of the Supreme Master of the Martial World. How old is he now?"
"It is rumored that the Immortal Master Changsheng is proficient in the art of maintaining youth. He himself is an immortal being over a hundred years old. Tsk tsk, I wonder how many more years he can suppress the Dajing martial arts world."
Hearing these words, Lu Chengfeng showed a complicated expression.
"The one who saved me should be the immortal master."
He thought silently that he was the Tianshi Sect warrior who had chased Bai Qi. He was seriously injured at the time, and the golden scales and jade leaves were too scary, so he was scared and fled from Dajing.
After his injuries healed, the Tianshi Sect assigned him another task, simply because he was one of the few Tianshi Sect disciples who had come to Dajing.
At this time, a cold laugh sounded: "What is the Immortal Master Changsheng? He is just trying to be mysterious. Let me ask you, have you seen the Mahayana Dragon Tower? Have you seen the Immortal Master Changsheng himself?"
Everyone turned their heads and saw a man in blue sitting by the window, shaking his wine glass with a look of disdain on his face.
A swordsman sneered, "Oh? If you don't believe me, then go and see the Heroes' Tomb and see if you can recognize those martial arts masters."
The man in blue glanced at him and said, "In the martial arts world, there are new top figures every ten years. How can the martial arts masters of decades ago be compared with those of today? In the past, even the spiritual consciousness realm was considered a top master. What were those masters before the establishment of the Jing Dynasty? Everyone, don't belittle yourselves. The world has changed. It has been sixty years since the establishment of the Great Jing Dynasty."
Sixty years is a lifetime for most mortals.
His words made sense to many martial artists.
Ever since Jingwuzu promoted martial arts, the martial arts world of Dajing has been growing stronger. After the current emperor ascended the throne, he has further promoted martial arts. Coupled with the existence of Zhenwu Pavilion, the number of masters in the court has reached an extremely terrifying level. Many unique skills have been circulated in the world, which has also promoted the development of the martial arts world.
Every month, influential figures and young geniuses are born in the martial arts world, and even the warriors themselves can feel the grandeur of the martial arts era.
A middle-aged warrior said unhappily: "You are so confident, do you dare to challenge the Immortal Master Changsheng at Longqi Temple?"
The man in blue snorted, "Of course I don't dare. Although I doubt the Immortal Master Changsheng, Arakawa of Longqi Temple is indeed a top-notch master. I cannot doubt him."
A few months ago, Arakawa went down the mountain to look for Ling Xiao and other disciples. He single-handedly defeated a martial arts sect and became famous in the martial arts world.
When the martial artists in the inn heard this, they all mocked the man in blue, saying that after talking for a long time, it turned out that he was just bragging and they thought he was some master.
The blue-clothed man was angry and said, "Although I dare not, but I know the Thief God. The Thief God will go to Longqi Temple within seven days to steal the peerless and unique Qiankun Heavenly Scripture. You just wait and see. At most in seven days, Longqi Temple will be sealed off and even reported to the court. After all, the Immortal Master Changsheng has a very good relationship with the current emperor."
This statement aroused the interest of others, and they asked further questions.
This inn is full of martial artists, including the innkeeper, so he always pretends not to hear the big talk of the martial artists. If he reports it directly to the government, his reputation will be ruined and the business behind him will not be able to continue.
Lu Chengfeng listened quietly. He thought to himself, "Dajing, which has inherited the legacy of Dacheng Dragon Tower, is really different. When I came here twelve years ago, it was still a martial arts desert. Now the martial arts are strong. The rise of Dajing is really unstoppable."
His attention was suddenly attracted by two warriors in the corner. The two warriors were wearing gray clothes with patterns of strange beasts.
Lu Chengfeng's pupils shrank and his eyes were fixed on the strange beast pattern. It looked like a tiger or leopard with bared fangs and claws, but it had three heads, lightning-like horns on its heads, and wings on its back. The strange beast patterns on the two people were exactly the same.
"The totem of the Servant God Mountain, why are they here? The Servant God Mountain is thousands of miles away from Dajing..."
