Chapter 69: Scattering beans to create soldiers, no match for destiny
Looking at the scattered bones on the ground, the man in black knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "This is a Yin skull... How can it be so vulnerable..."
Jiang Ziyu was standing on the eaves, watching this scene from afar, and was equally shocked.
When the Yin Skull appeared, Jiang Ziyu was frightened, but before he could think about it, the Yin Skull was easily shattered by Jiang Changsheng.
How strong is his father?
Jiang Ziyu suddenly discovered that no one seemed to know how strong Jiang Changsheng was. No matter how strong the enemy was, Jiang Changsheng could defeat him easily.
He knew Jiang Changsheng's experience, but he couldn't understand how Jiang Changsheng grew up.
Jiang Ziyu raised his hand and signaled the white-clad guards who were rushing over from all directions to stop.
Jiang Changsheng looked down at the man in black and asked, "Do you have any other tricks?"
The man in black was terrified. He smiled sadly and said, "It really is a golden body..."
He stood up with difficulty, but his strong power was dispersed and he knew he could not escape.
The reason why Juxing Tower sent him here was because his lightness skills were unrivaled in the Ten Directions Sect. He guessed that even if the other party was really a hidden golden body, he still had a chance to escape.
Unexpectedly, the other party crippled him with just one kick!
He was still frightened when he thought about the kick just now. After decades of practicing martial arts, he had never felt such terror.
The man in black said angrily: "Eternal Demon Dao, although I die today, you can't enjoy these thirteen states all by yourself!"
He stood up suddenly and rushed towards Jiang Changsheng.
Standing on the eaves, with the bright moon above his head, Jiang Changsheng looked like an immortal god, high above everyone else, and no one could disobey him.
The man in black leaped up, pulled out another dagger from his waist and stabbed forward. His speed suddenly increased, as if he disappeared out of thin air, but only Jiang Changsheng could see clearly that he was speeding up.
Jiang Changsheng raised his hand again and shot out a finger of energy. His spiritual power turned into a cold light and shot out, piercing through the black-clothed man's forehead.
thump!
The body of the man in black fell to the ground.
This god came with the purpose of assassination, but he was defeated by Jiang Changsheng before he could even waste his true energy. His subsequent behavior was even less worthy of a god, and his death was extremely pathetic.
Only Jiang Ziyu, who was assassinated by the man in black, knew how strong he was.
Jiang Changsheng raised his hand and sucked away the scroll and a pile of bones on the ground. He turned his head to glance at Jiang Ziyu, then disappeared over the roof out of thin air.
All the white-clothed guards and imperial guards who were watching the battle were awakened, and they were amazed at the power of the Immortal Master Changsheng.
Han Tianji was standing on the eaves near the city gate, also looking shocked.
"What realm is he in?"
Han Tianji, like other Chaozong, previously believed that Jiang Changsheng was only a peak god-like being, but now it seems that this is not the case at all.
Only by witnessing this battle with one's own eyes can one realize that the Immortal Master Changsheng is far more unfathomable than what others have described.
"Pass on my order to hang this man's body on the north gate of the capital and expose it for seven days!"
Jiang Ziyu's cold voice echoed in the palace.
…
Inside the house, Jiang Changsheng looked at the pile of bones on the table and used his spiritual sense to investigate.
Baiqi lay on the windowsill, looking into the house curiously. His eyes fell on the pile of bones, full of fear.
"Master, be careful. It's easy for evil spirits to possess you and bewitch people..."
Bai Qi couldn't help but remind him, as he was afraid that Jiang Changsheng would be careless.
Jiang Changsheng suddenly trembled all over, which scared Bai Qi. Then, its fur stood on end. Jiang Changsheng turned his head to look at it with a weird smile on his face.
Bai Qi was almost frightened to death. If Jiang Changsheng was possessed, who could stop him?
Jiang Changsheng was immediately amused when he saw its reaction, and said unhappily, "Do you think I don't know how to be careful? "
He withdrew his gaze, no longer trying to scare Bai Qi, and concentrated on examining the bones.
Bai Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Jiang Changsheng with a look of resentment. He muttered, "Master, you almost scared me to death..."
It then looked at the bones on the table. After a long while, it was suddenly moved and cried out, "Could this be the legendary Yin Skull?"
Yin skull?
Jiang Changsheng turned his head and looked at it, saying, "You can come in and talk now."
Bai Qi was suddenly excited. He immediately jumped over the windowsill and came to Jiang Changsheng's side. The evil spirit spread and transformed into a woman in white. He sat next to Jiang Changsheng and said, "I was born in the Donglin Dynasty. Fifty years ago, I heard that many sects were fighting for an evil creature called the Yin Skull. The Yin Skull is a white bone evil spirit that has been around for a thousand years. Legend has it that a thousand years , there was a peerless strong man whose son died in revenge. He was unwilling to accept this, so he used evil martial arts to refine his son's corpse into an evil spirit and nourished it for hundreds of years. After another thousand years, the Yin Skull has become a god-like strength..."
Tsk tsk.
There is actually such evil magic.
Jiang Changsheng felt emotional, it seemed that this world was not an ordinary martial arts world, it was a fantasy martial arts world.
Bai Qi followed up, "It is said that the Yin Skull has special uses, but I don't know what they are."
It subconsciously wanted to hug Jiang Changsheng's arm, but Jiang Changsheng glanced at it and scared it so much that it retracted its arm.
Jiang Changsheng said: "It does have special uses."
He could feel that the Yin Skull could carry spiritual power and true Qi, which means that if given enough true Qi, the Yin Skull could become even stronger. In addition, there was some kind of seal in the Yin Skull's body that even the power of gods and humans could not open. It was probably the work of the Golden Body Realm.
The martial arts in this world are truly brilliant and varied, with all kinds of formations and sealing techniques.
At this moment, a line of words appeared in front of him:
[In the 14th year of Qianwu, the left envoy of Juxing Tower attacked with the Yin Skull. You rescued your son, chased the enemy and killed him. After surviving the killing, you received the survival reward - the spell "Throwing Beans into Soldiers"]
Sowing beans to make soldiers?
There's something.
Jiang Changsheng did not pass on the memory immediately, but broke the seal of the Yin Skull.
As his spiritual consciousness rushed out, the seal was instantly broken. With a whoosh, an evil wind spread out, making the windows creak. Bai Qi also shuddered with fear.
Then, the bones on the table began to tremble. Under Bai Qi's nervous gaze, the bones quickly pieced together and stood intact on the table. Judging from the skeleton, Yin Skull was a teenager, estimated to be thirteen or fourteen years old.
"Who are you……"
Yin Skull made a hoarse voice, but it was also tinged with childishness.
Jiang Changsheng said: "Your master, from now on, you will follow me to practice."
Yin Skull immediately turned over and knelt down to kowtow to Jiang Changsheng.
Jiang Changsheng raised his eyebrows, and it really worked.
When breaking the seal, he implanted the Mark of Reincarnation into the Yin Skull. Unexpectedly, he was able to subdue the Yin Skull. He now feels that he can use the Mark of Reincarnation to control the Yin Skull.
No, the mark of reincarnation is just a connection. The main thing is that the sealing technique is profound. No matter who breaks the seal, the Yin Skull will worship him as his master.
Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, "Bai Qi, take it out and let it stay under the tree from now on."
Bai Qi asked curiously, "Are you not afraid of being seen?"
"No."
Jiang Changsheng said calmly that no one could sneak into his courtyard unless he acquiesced. Even if the name of the Yin Skull spread, he was not afraid. If this treasure could fall into the hands of Juxing Tower and Juxing Tower could keep it, why couldn't he?
Bai Qi hesitated for a moment, sighed, and then left the house with Yin Skull.
Jiang Changsheng looked at the scroll and found a hidden space in it. Although it was not big, it was enough to hide the Yin Skull.
Good, I can keep it for storing things later.
Jiang Changsheng put the scroll away, then sat in meditation on the bed to pass on the memory of turning beans into soldiers.
Soon, he was moved.
This spell...
There's something!
As the name suggests, scattering beans and turning them into soldiers means scattering beans and they turn into soldiers. However, these beans are made of spiritual power. Jiang Changsheng can store a large amount of spiritual power beans. Even if it is only a trace of spiritual power, the combat effectiveness of the soldiers turned into soldiers is stronger than that of ordinary soldiers.
As long as the beans fall to the ground and touch the soil, they will directly turn into soldiers. In other words, Jiang Changsheng can give the spiritual power beans to others for use.
As Jiang Changsheng's spiritual power grows stronger, the soldiers created by the bean-turning-soldier technique will only become stronger.
Tsk tsk, is this really just a spell?
It is worthy of being the survival reward brought by the combined combat power of two god-level beings. Not bad.
After Jiang Changsheng inherited his memories, he began to condense spiritual energy beans. This process was not difficult, and he could create a handful of beans in a breath.
The limit of turning beans into soldiers lies in the amount of spiritual power of the caster. He calculated carefully that he could create one hundred spiritual power beans in one second, and the spiritual power consumed was not too much. After all, his spiritual power could be described as vast now.
He casually threw a bean on the ground, and the bean quickly grew larger and took on the shape of his figure. Under his control, the bean soldier did not move but stood still.
After about an incense stick of time, the bean soldiers dispersed and disappeared without a trace.
In other words, the fighting time of the bean soldiers is only one stick of incense.
That's enough.
Jiang Changsheng took out a small bag from the cabinet, directly created a large number of spiritual energy beans, put them into the bag, filled it up, and then pinned it around his waist.
"In the future, I can use it as a treasure bag and give it to others to promote my great magical powers."
Jiang Changsheng thought silently, and then began to practice.
The next morning, the body of the left emissary of Juxing Tower was hung on the north city gate, scaring many warriors and civilians entering and leaving.
There is a notice posted next to the city gate:
A divine man from the Jin Dynasty sneaked into the palace late at night and attempted to assassinate Your Majesty. He overestimated his own capabilities and his crime is unforgivable!
…
In the wilderness, surrounded by mountains , there is an inn beside the official road. There are several fierce horses, and a butcher is slaughtering pigs next to the stable.
"Have you heard that a divine man from the Jin Dynasty assassinated His Majesty a month ago!"
"Is it true? What's the result?"
"Of course it was a tragic death. The body was hung on the city wall. It was really pathetic. Even a god could be no better than this."
"Nine out of ten times, it was the Martial God of Longqi Temple who took action."
"Tsk tsk, the God of War is really hardworking. The emperor is his apprentice? I think it's more like his son. He is watching him day and night."
The martial artists in the inn were discussing, and an old man and a young man were listening quietly in the corner.
The old man was wearing grey clothes, had white hair and even a white beard. If Jiang Changsheng were here, he would definitely recognize him. This man was Longqi Temple's former second senior brother and eldest senior brother, Meng Qiuhe.
Meng Qiuhe is now over seventy years old. He is no longer as sharp as he was when he was young, nor does he have the demeanor of a strong man. He looks like an ordinary old man.
Meng Qiuhe sighed softly: "He is still so amazing."
Sitting next to him was a young man dressed in knight's clothes, with a sword on his back and one foot on a stool. He sat in an untidy and nonchalant manner, but he was handsome.
The young man held the wine jug in one hand and poured it into his mouth. After drinking it all, he wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "Master Changsheng is indeed amazing, otherwise my father and fellow elders would not have died in his hands."
Meng Qiuhe glanced at him and asked, "You can still laugh, shouldn't you be so angry that your teeth itch?"
The young man waved his hand, leaned his head towards Meng Qiuhe, and laughed softly, "What are you hating? Without Longlou, I am free now. My father died of his own will. The immortal master who can defeat them must have surpassed the gods and reached the legendary realm. Let him dominate the thirteen states first, and help our Longlou kill more enemies around us. When he dies of old age, Longlou will rise up and take control of the world again."
"No matter how strong a person is, he can never defeat fate. The Immortal Master Changsheng was a cultivator and had no children. If he dies, won't the Thirteen States still belong to Dragon Tower? This is the foundation of Dragon Tower, a thousand-year foundation that cannot be dispersed in a single battle. When the time comes, I will raise my arm and no one in the martial arts world will dare to disobey me."
Meng Qiuhe sneered: "You are really trying hard, but the price is too high, isn't it?"
The young man shrugged, looking a little drunk, and said, "What's the big price? My father went astray in his practice and had a demonic barrier in his heart. The others who died were all dying. I heard from my old servant that the Dragon Tower has been declining for the past hundred years. Previously, when the Ten Directions came to discuss martial arts, the Mahayana Dragon Tower was defeated. There are powerful enemies outside, and there is an uncontrollable immortal master inside. If it were you, what would you do?"
