Chapter 7: Divine Legs Shock the Capital, Sword Controlling Technique
Boom boom
Thunderclouds rolled in and it was still raining in the night sky, and the rain was getting heavier.
Meng Qiushuang, the third disciple of Longqi Temple, held a sword and blocked the way of the Ghost-Eyed Evil King. The rain soaked her Taoist robe. Although she was a woman, there was no fear on her beautiful face.
The other Longqi Temple disciples in the surrounding buildings all looked at the Ghost-Eyed Evil King nervously, trembling in fear and not daring to take action.
The Ghost-Eyed Evil King stood where he was, not moving forward, nor did he look at Meng Qiu Shuang. Instead, he stared at the night sky behind Meng Qiu Shuang. There was a figure on the roof of a building looking at him.
"I didn't expect that besides old man Qingxu, there is another expert in Longqi Temple. It turns out that your target is you."
The Ghost-Eyed Evil King smiled sinisterly. Meng Qiu Shuang frowned, not understanding what he meant.
Meng Qiushuang said coldly, "Devil, you slaughtered my disciples. When my master comes back, he will not let you go. Besides, this is the capital. I have sent my disciples to inform the government. The capital is a dragnet. You can't escape."
The Ghost Eyed Evil King ignored her and said with a smile, "Why don't you take action? Why don't you run away?"
Meng Qiu Shuang finally realized that the other party was not staring at her at all. She turned her head and saw a building behind her. She could not see any figure a hundred feet away, and the disciples around her were also weak. Who was the top master that this devil was talking about?
"From what you said, you are coming for me. Could it be that you also arranged the previous assassination?"
Jiang Changsheng's voice echoed in the night sky, making it difficult to tell where the sound came from.
Hearing Jiang Changsheng's voice, Meng Qiu Shuang and all the disciples were stunned. They naturally remembered Jiang Changsheng's voice, but Jiang Changsheng was a top master?
The Ghost Eyed Evil King sneered and said, "Oh? Another assassination attempt? It seems to have failed, but you are dead this time."
He leaped up and landed on the roof of the attic behind Meng Qiu Shuang. A group of disciples hurriedly gathered together and retreated to the gate of Longqi Temple. They looked around and finally saw Jiang Changsheng's figure.
Jiang Changsheng stood on the eaves of Mingxin Hall. From a distance, his true appearance could not be seen clearly. He only stood straight under the thundercloud night sky, emitting an indescribable powerful aura.
"Junior Brother Changsheng..."
Meng Qiu Shuang muttered to herself and clenched the sword in her hand.
Jiang Changsheng looked at the Ghost-Eyed Evil King with cold eyes and murderous intent.
"Although his Qi is less than half of mine, he is much stronger than Master, and he seems to have experienced many battles. I cannot be careless and must go all out."
Jiang Changsheng thought to himself, and he began to mobilize the internal energy in his body, and his Taoist robe fluttered.
The Ghost-Eyed Evil King quickly rushed towards Jiang Changsheng and jumped on the eaves. The two sides approached each other rapidly. This scene made the disciples of Longqi Temple very nervous.
Can Changsheng resist such an evil demon?
Meng Qiu Shuang and a group of disciples thought worriedly.
The Ghost-Eyed Evil King leaped up and poured the true energy in his body into his right palm. His smile was so cruel and his eyes were full of excitement.
"Die, kid!"
In the night, with thunder and lightning, the figures of both sides were illuminated.
When the two sides were less than five feet apart, Jiang Changsheng suddenly moved.
He leaped up at a speed that was difficult for the Ghost-Eyed Evil King to catch, and kicked out with one leg. His figure was like a ghost. His leg landed in the pupil of the Ghost-Eyed Evil King, leaving an afterimage, as if dozens of legs were attacking the Ghost-Eyed Evil King at the same time.
boom!
Jiang Changsheng kicked the Ghost-Eyed Evil King in the chest in mid-air. With a crisp sound of broken bones, the true energy burst out along his right foot, and the Ghost-Eyed Evil King was kicked away.
"How can it be……"
The Ghost-Eyed Evil King opened his eyes wide with a look of disbelief, and blood gushed out of his mouth uncontrollably, leaving a trail of blood in the night sky. He was seen flying over one attic after another, flying over the heads of his disciples, crossing the cliff, falling to the foot of the mountain, and disappearing into the clouds.
Meng Qiu Shuang and a group of disciples were dumbfounded and could not believe their eyes.
…
At the foot of Longqiguan Mountain, a large number of jailers and soldiers rushed over. Zhang Tianren also ran over with a spear in his hand. In the light of the torch in his left hand, one could see that his neck was red.
"Are you sure it's this direction?"
A general asked with a frown on his face, sounding confused.
Zhang Tianren nodded and said, "Yes, that's the direction."
The general hesitated and said, "This is a dragon..."
Before they could finish their words, there was a sound of wind from above, which startled them so much that they subconsciously turned their heads to look. A figure fell from the sky and crashed onto the steps at the foot of Longqi Temple, causing gravel to fly and blood to spill all over the ground.
The soldiers were startled and quickly surrounded them.
"It's the Ghost Eye... the Evil King... he's dead!"
A jailer shouted in shock, causing Zhang Tianren and the general to rush over to check. They saw the Ghost-Eyed Evil King lying on the stone steps with his limbs twisted uncomfortably. His chest was collapsed and his eerie white bones were vaguely visible. He died with his eyes open, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world, and his eyes were full of fear.
Zhang Tianren was moved and looked up at the mountain in front of him. Under the night sky, thunderclouds were rolling and Longqi Mountain looked so mysterious.
After checking the injuries of the Ghost Eyed Evil King, the general said in a deep voice, "He was kicked to death by an extremely powerful kick. He was killed in one blow. The difference in strength between the two sides was huge."
Disparity in strength?
Zhang Tianren came back to his senses and recalled the scene when the Ghost-Eyed Evil King broke out of the Heavenly Prison. His expression was complicated.
…
Inside the house, Jiang Changsheng went back to the room, closed the door, and let out a long sigh.
He was both excited and nervous. This was his first time killing an enemy, so he gave it his all. Fortunately, he did not fail.
After killing the Ghost-Eyed Evil King, he was surrounded by his disciples, but they were not too excited. After all, many disciples died and his second senior brother Meng Qiuhe was seriously injured. Now Longqi Temple is headed by the third senior sister Meng Qiushuang. Meng Qiushuang asked him to go back to the house to rest early to avoid another villain coming to kill him.
This night was the worst disaster that Longqi Temple had experienced in more than a decade, with at least twenty disciples dying.
Jiang Changsheng sat on the bed. He did not blame himself. He was thinking about whether the enemy would attack again.
[In the 14th year of Kaiyuan, the Ghost-Eyed Evil King attacked you and was killed by you. You survived the killing and received a survival reward - the spell 'Sword Controlling Technique']
A line of text appeared in front of Jiang Changsheng's eyes, and he smiled. It was finally no longer martial arts, but magic!
He immediately began to accept the inheritance of the Sword Controlling Technique.
A sleepless night.
early morning.
Jiang Changsheng was still practicing. There were four disciples guarding the courtyard. They were all discussing what happened last night in a low voice. Jiang Changsheng's performance shocked everyone in the room, but some people blamed him, thinking that he had attracted the evil spirit.
But Jiang Changsheng is also an orphan, so they cannot say for sure and can only guess based on what the Ghost-Eyed Evil King said.
Jiang Changsheng's hearing was far superior to that of ordinary people, so he naturally heard these remarks, but he didn't care. He was not a teenager. He was an adult who had lived two lives. In this life, he just wanted to live as long as possible and had no time to worry about the death of others.
Besides , how could a martial arts sect be free from disasters if it were to fall into the capital?
Jiang Changsheng concentrated on practicing martial arts. Without a sword, he could not practice the art of wielding a sword, so he still focused on the Taoist natural kung fu.
His practice was interrupted only when Chen Li came to visit him. Chen Li came not alone, but with someone else.
"This is the Minister of Justice, Minister Yang. You are here to investigate the matter of the Ghost Eyed Evil King. The Ghost Eyed Evil King not only killed the disciples of Longqi Temple, but also killed several jailers. This matter has alarmed the court. Your Majesty is furious and has ordered a thorough investigation of the matter."
Chen Li introduced them, and Jiang Changsheng bowed when he heard it.
In the Dajing Dynasty, the position of Shangshu was considered the second level of official position, and there were less than ten people who had more power than the Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice.
Minister Yang looked at Jiang Changsheng with a strange look in his eyes. He asked, "Do you know the Ghost Eyed Evil King? He was the villain who attacked Longqi Temple last night. I heard that you killed him."
Jiang Changsheng replied, "Your Excellency, I have been an orphan since childhood and have been staying in Longqi Temple. Apart from Chen Zhuangyuan and His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, I don't recognize anyone down the mountain."
Minister Yang said expressionlessly, "Then tell me everything you saw."
Jiang Changsheng answered truthfully. Secretary Yang took note and left. Only Chen Li and Jiang Changsheng were left in the room.
"Of course you can. Your martial arts are so strong? You can even kill the Ghost Eyed Evil King. I heard that you kicked him off the mountain and he fell to death."
Chen Li no longer pretended to be serious and said excitedly.
Jiang Changsheng’s strength made him feel that his investment over the years was not meaningless.
Although Chen Li had never been in the martial arts world, he had heard of the evil notoriety of the Ghost-Eyed Evil King. He had also told Jiang Changsheng before about the Ghost-Eyed Evil King being captured by the imperial court.
Jiang Changsheng shook his head and said, "He saw that I was young and was careless."
Chen Li waved his hand and said, "Why are you being so modest? Your kicking skills amazed the generals guarding the capital. The Ghost Eyed Evil King is a master above the True Yuan Realm. According to the martial arts hierarchy, he is known as a top master. This kind of warrior can control his true energy freely and is no match for ordinary people."
Jiang Changsheng took note of it silently.
Third rate, second rate, first rate, true essence realm, top master!
The third level of Taoist Natural Skill is already able to kill top masters easily. The gap between cultivating immortals and practicing martial arts is really huge.
Chen Li further explained the circumstances of the case. Tianlao was an important place in the capital, and a prisoner on death row escaped from it. The emperor was disgraced, and the jailer in charge of guarding the Guimu Xiewang had been ordered to be executed. The personnel at all levels in Tianlao had to continue to be investigated, which was why the Minister of Justice came in person. If he failed to investigate thoroughly, his position as the minister might be in jeopardy.
The status of the Shangshu is so high that it would not be so easy to fall in other dynasties. But it is different in the Dajing Dynasty. Most of the important ministers are heroes who have made great contributions to the founding of the dynasty. The emperor has always wanted to remove them. Ministers are replaced almost every year, so the six Shangshu are naturally walking on thin ice.
"Your identity and background are very simple. Taoist Qingxu reports the household registration of every disciple. You don't have to worry too much. You must have made great contributions by killing the Ghost-Eyed Evil King. His Majesty will reward you in due time. Tell me what you want. If His Majesty mentions it during the court session, I can also speak for you." Chen Li said with a smile, shaking the teacup.
He was very proud of himself. After one night, all the dignitaries in the capital knew that Longqi Temple had produced a young top-notch master who could even kill the feared Ghost-Eyed Evil King with one kick. He was sure to have a bright future in the martial arts-oriented Dajing Dynasty.
Any master above the first-rate is arrogant and proud. The Chen family has only managed to win over one top master, who is not in the capital, so can only be summoned when there is something. Jiang Changsheng is different. He lives in the capital and is an orphan, so it may not be impossible to win him over to become a member of the Chen family.
