Chapter 120 Worth Ten Millions of Incense, Jing Taizong

Jiang Ziyu stood in front of the palace window, quietly looking out at the heavy rain, holding a cup of hot tea in her hand.

Over the years, he has aged rapidly. At the age of seventy, he no longer has the majesty of the past, just like a dying mortal.

"It turns out you are right, you are the destiny of Da Jing."

Jiang Ziyu smiled and murmured that he began to recall his life, which was brilliant and wonderful, all thanks to his father.

Maybe it's time to leave.

Jiang Ziyu thought silently.

An hour later, Jiang Changsheng disappeared from the sky, while the heavy rain continued, driving away the scorching heat on the earth.

On the other side, Jiang Changsheng's figure appeared in the sky above the capital of Qianzhou, and began to call for wind and rain, bringing heavy rain to the people of Qianzhou.

Inside the courtyard house.

Jiang Changsheng was practicing, and the clones he sent out were all clones. After all, the scene was too big. He could control the wind and rain, but he couldn't cover the entire scene, so he divided out seventy-two clones and spent two days to let them The other clones find the location where it rains, and then take turns praying for rain, so that his clone skills will not be exposed. Most people in the world think that Taozu is fast and brings rain to the world.

Even the sword god, Jiang Jian, didn't know Jiang Changsheng was hiding in the house.

The heavy rain in Sizhou lasted for half a day. When the rain stopped and the sky cleared, the whole city cheered.

In the next few days, Jiang Changsheng's avatars continued to use the wind and rain, so that all seventy-two states received rainfall. Such miracles were also known to the surrounding dynasties. The whole world was amazed at the ability of the Taoist ancestors. More and more people and warriors Burn incense for the statue of Taoist ancestors at home.

In the mountains and forests, Qi Yuan and a group of disciples stood in front of the newly built Taoist temple, enjoying the rain showering on them.

"It's really raining! Daozu is indeed an immortal!"

"Master, you guessed it right, Daozu really didn't brag."

"It's amazing. It rains whenever it says it rains. This place is 40,000 miles away from Sizhou!"

"Believe in the Taoist ancestors and promote it without fighting. God's destiny is on us!"

"It turns out that besides martial arts, there is also magic in the world."

Listening to the disciples' emotions, Qi Yuan thought of the scene when Jiang Changsheng moved the mountain that day.

Witnessing Jiang Changsheng pull up Wu Feng was even more shocking than seeing him carrying the mountain forward.

From that day on, Jiang Changsheng was like a god in Qi Yuan's heart.

Qi Yuan's heart was surging and he said: "With Taoist ancestors protecting us, your will must be firm. In the future, the world will be peaceful, you will gain great merits, and you will become immortals after death."

The disciples cheered in unison, with high morale.

…

Three days later.

Jiang Changsheng disappeared from the house and appeared out of thin air under the Earth Spirit Tree.

Jiang Jian and Bai Qi were immediately excited when they saw him, and immediately came over to ask about the situation.

"Master, has it rained on the entire scene?" Jiang Jian asked expectantly.

Jiang Changsheng nodded slightly. This was the first time he had consumed so much spiritual energy. All the clones dissipated after exhausting their spiritual energy and did not come back.

When Jiang Jian heard this, he was very excited.

Bai Qi wanted to lick Jiang Changsheng, but Jiang Changsheng pressed his forehead with a finger and was unable to move forward.

The Sword God stood not far away and couldn't help but ask: "Is that martial arts or magic?"

Jiang Changsheng smiled and said: "There is no magic in this world. When your realm reaches a higher level, you can do it too."

The sword god was relieved. As long as it wasn't magic, he still had hope of pursuing it.

His eyes became intense, and he began to look forward to the progress that following Jiang Changsheng would bring.

Jiang Changsheng said again: "Calling wind and rain is also a kind of intention from heaven and earth. You should think more about it."

Hearing this, the Sword God was moved, and immediately walked to a corner and meditated.

The senior gave him guidance.

Jiang Jian was also deeply stimulated and began to practice. He suddenly felt that the Golden Body Realm was not enough. His goal was the Qiankun Realm, no, a higher realm than the Qiankun Realm!

For the next six months, Jiang Changsheng called on Da Jing every other month to help Da Jing survive the scorching heat.

It wasn't until the end of the year that heavy snow fell, and the catastrophe was over, and autumn was completely squeezed out.

[In the forty-ninth year of Qianwu, the millennium drought that lasted for more than half a year passed. You successfully survived the disaster and received a survival reward - the "Array Record" of Zashu]

Sure enough, there are survival rewards to be earned!

The same was true for the last millennium snowstorm.

Jiang Changsheng was in a happy mood and silently passed on the formation record. The formation record was a grand ceremony for cultivating immortal formations. It could teach him how to build formations. There were hundreds of formations recorded in the formation record, but they were all basic auxiliary formations. It didn't have strong lethality, but it was enough for Jiang Changsheng.

He is heading towards becoming an almighty cultivator.

In the past six months, Jiang Changsheng's incense value has skyrocketed, and the increase has far exceeded any increase in incense value in the past. After all, he has made waves in the seventy-two states more than once, so the people naturally regard him as a god.

By the end of the year, his incense value had exceeded 10 million, which means that within half a year, millions of people burned incense for him. This number is already terrifying, which is enough to show his prestige in the world. This is still burning incense, which is extremely high. Most of the people who worship Jiang Changsheng are busy making a living and practicing martial arts, and have no time to burn incense for his statue.

The increase continues!

…

Fifty years of Qianwu.

Jiang Changsheng took Jiang Jian to visit Jiang Ziyu. Jiang Ziyu had already met the other princes, and this time he met their grandson alone. Jiang Xiu was also there.

Jiang Ziyu was lying on the bed extremely weak. Seeing his appearance, Jiang Jian panicked and lay beside the bed, concerned about his condition.

Jiang Ziyu touched Jiang Jian's head, looked at Jiang Changsheng, and said feebly: "Father... the child is unfilial, and if he fails to be filial to you, he must take the first step..."

As soon as he said this, Jiang Jian's eyes widened and he looked at Jiang Changsheng in disbelief.

How can it be……

The master is actually his grandfather?

what happened?

Jiang Changsheng came to the bedside and used the rejuvenation technique to help Jiang Ziyu regain some strength.

Soon, Jiang Ziyu felt the strength and slowly sat up from the bed. He stretched and sighed: "My father is still great."

Jiang Changsheng asked: "Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

He only had such a son, so he couldn't bear to part with him.

Jiang Ziyu smiled and said: "I want to see the great scene unify the world, but it is already an extravagant hope. I can't let you perform illusions on me, right? Haha."

Jiang Jian was still in shock. He turned to look at Jiang Xiu and found that Jiang Xiu was calm, so he knew that his elder brother knew the truth.

"You two brothers, go and chat next to me. I want to chat with your grandpa alone." Jiang Ziyu waved his hand and said.

Jiang Xiu immediately pulled Jiang Jian towards the side hall next to him.

Jiang Changsheng followed him and sat on the edge of the bed. Jiang Ziyu couldn't help but lie down on his lap, just like when he was a child. Although Jiang Changsheng still looked eighteen years old and he was already very old, in his heart, Jiang Changsheng Immortality is always a mountain, a mountain that allows him to take off all precautions and disguises.

"Father, I suddenly miss my mother. She has always been with me since I was a child. I still remember one time, Jiang Zihan and I had a fight. Jiang Zihan called a group of people to beat me, and my mother suddenly appeared..."

Jiang Ziyu quietly said what he wanted to say, and Jiang Changsheng listened carefully and gently touched his back, just like he did in Longqi Temple decades ago.

The former Little King of Wei has grown into the powerful Emperor of Dajing, and he will return with great achievements that have never been seen in the world.

Jiang Ziyu's life was considered perfect. When he was young, he turned the tide for the country, when he was in his prime, he conquered the world, and when he was old, he worked hard to govern without making any mistakes.

Jiang Changsheng was also very proud of Jiang Ziyu. Although he supported Jiang Ziyu, he was only facing a strong enemy. The good governance of the world was certainly the result of Jiang Ziyu, and the hard work involved was unimaginable.

The father and son chatted for a long time, and finally Jiang Changsheng left, leaving Jiang Jian to accompany his father.

…

In July, the emperor passed away at the age of seventy-one. Prince Jiang Xiu succeeded to the throne, and the people of the world wept in sorrow.

Only the people in the Thirteen Prefectures truly understand Jiang Ziyu's achievements and really can't let him go.

When Jiang Ziyu died, Jiang Changsheng silently sent him 200,000 incense worth as a blessing, wishing him better qualifications in the next life.

This year, Jiang Changsheng was exactly one hundred years old, and it was also Da Jing's first hundred years. He stood in front of the cliff and silently sent his son away.

Jiang Jian returned to Longqiguan and worked harder than before. He learned that the great scenery was not easy, and he had to take on the responsibility of protecting the great scenery.

September.

Jiang Xiu successfully ascended the throne, and from the next year, the reign title was changed to Rende. Adhering to Jiang Ziyu's will, Jiang Ziyu was posthumously named Taizong, and his temple was named Jing Taizong.

Under the moonlight night.

Jiang Changsheng sat on a tree trunk, looking at the prosperous capital city, and reviewing his century-long life. Enemies, old friends, relatives, and enemies all passed by in front of his eyes. Some were sentimental, some were happy, some were melancholy, and some were helpless.

All kinds of emotions are transformed into a firm Taoist heart.

In the changing world, old friends passed away one after another, and he had to work harder to practice.

Only if he continues to live can he prove that the people he cares about exist, and this is also his original intention. In addition to unlimited lifespan, he also pursues invincibility!
To be continued...