"By the way, do you want to go back to Dajing to have a look?"

The Sage of the Four Seas asked, changing the subject. Jiang Luo's words made him very happy, but he was still afraid that something would happen to Jiang Luo.

Xianshengdongtian seems to have strict rules and can protect every disciple, but if you offend someone with a high status, you will not end well.

Jiang Luo said calmly: "No, I just want to become stronger now. If I go back to Dajing, there will be a lot of trouble. And if I don't go back, my twin brother's crown prince position will be secure."

The Sage of the Four Seas did not hide his life experience, but he did not become interested in the imperial power of the Jing Dynasty. A few years ago, the Sage of the Four Seas took him to visit nearby dynasties. He did not like the outside world. Mortals struggled to make a living. Martial arts

weak.

After hearing this, the sages from all over the world had no choice but to agree.

Jiang Luo threw the kettle to him, raised his hand, and passed him by. He walked towards his cabin, ready to continue practicing.

The Sage of the Four Seas turned to look at Jiang Luo, his brows filled with worry.

Jiang Luo is so competitive, he will definitely get into trouble in the future.

How long can his master protect him?

He could feel that he was at his end. He didn't have many years left to live. He hoped to help this kid become stronger as much as possible before he died.

The Four Seas Sage sighed.

He suddenly thought of Jiang Yuan. The two of them had hit it off instantly. When he got to Jiuquan, he would definitely play tricks with Jiang Yuan to see if I could teach you a good great-grandson!

The sages from all over the world couldn't help but feel happy, and the worries in their hearts faded a lot.

He has such a character, free and easy, happy-go-lucky, and he firmly believes that everyone has his or her destiny.

…

The emperor's announcement was plastered all over Dajing within a year. Many people marveled at the power of Daozu and worshiped him as a god. However, more people thought that the emperor was fatuous. How could anyone move mountains in this world?

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In any case, Jiang Changsheng's popularity continues to grow.

In the blink of an eye, two years passed.

In the twenty-second year of Qianwu, Jiang Changsheng was seventy-two years old.

In this year, the eighteen-year-old prince Jiang Xiu began to supervise the country and take charge of the government affairs, while Jiang Ziyu spent every day in Longqi Temple.

All the disciples of Longqi Temple have moved to Wufeng. In the huge Longqi Mountain, only Jiang Changsheng, Wangchen, Hua Jianxin, and Jiang Jianzhu are the only ones. Baiqi and Bailong's range of activities has become larger, especially Bailong.

Staying on the top of the mountain every day, I used to worry about accidentally hurting people or damaging the flowers, plants and trees on the mountain.

In the courtyard, Jiang Changsheng and Jiang Ziyu were watching the five-year-old Jiang Jian practicing martial arts. This kid's fists and feet were like the wind, and his moves were smooth.

What Jiang Jian learned was the Divine Art of Xian Sheng Cave Heaven, which was the Great Zhou Heavenly Art practiced by Hengfeng. It is said that the Divine Art of Zhoutian in Mahayana Dragon Tower is the fragment of this technique. It is precisely because it is a fragment that he practiced it in a nondescript manner.

In addition to the excellent internal skills and mental skills, Tianshen Kung can also absorb the enemy's energy during battle and return it in a short time. It has the secret of returning the opponent's body in return.

Although the Great Zhou Tian Divine Skill cannot absorb people's skills and turn them into one's own use, it can catalyze the true energy very quickly, so there is no need to absorb people's skills. Moreover, practicing this skill will not cause any loss of body, and can also extend your life.

Jiang Ziyu smiled proudly and said, "How about it? Does Jian'er have my style?"

Jiang Changsheng said: "Much better than you."

Jiang Ziyu laughed, not angry, and looked at Jiang Jian with pride.

Jiang Changsheng asked: "Where are you, what are your plans?"

Jiang Ziyu has been staying in Longqiguan for more than half a year. This month, she didn't even return to the palace. She just stayed in Jiang Changsheng's yard. Hua Jianxin was very happy. Three generations of the family lived together. This was a happy life.

"What's your plan? I've built a great empire for Da Jing. It's time to delegate power and let Xiu'er supervise the country. I'll give it to him when I get old." Jiang Ziyu said nonchalantly.

Jiang Changsheng knew what he was thinking. This kid also wanted to cultivate immortality, but this was impossible. Jiang Ziyu did not have a survival system and would be restricted by the rules of the martial arts world, unless Jiang Changsheng was strong enough to break the rules of the world.

Jiang Changsheng said helplessly: "Do you want to practice the Great Zhou Tian Magic Technique? Or the Heavenly Seizing Dragon Technique, which is at least stronger than my Qian Kun Tian Jing. If you want to practice my unique skill, you must break through the highest level of the Qian Kun Tian Jing. Arakawa has already given up.

, you should have tried it too."

Jiang Ziyu shook his head and laughed: "I am not a stubborn person. In fact, I understand that my qualifications were considered a genius thirty years ago, but they are nothing now. I am not as good as Ping An and Arakawa, who have tried their best to learn.

Wu, you become a god and a man, and then waste most of your life, why bother?"

"If you don't practice the Great Zhou Tian Divine Skill, you can't even practice the Heavenly Dragon Skill. I don't want to learn the Mahayana Dragon Tower and rely on suppressing the luck of the Great King Wulin to gain my own strength."

"I have been fighting for half my life and enjoying myself. What's wrong with me? For the rest of my life, I will practice elixirs, play chess, and fight crickets with you. It will be quite good. This world can be changed without anyone but you."

He shrugged, picked up a plate of peanuts, and walked towards Jiang Jian, ready to give some advice to his son.

Jiang Changsheng suddenly softened his heart.

yes.

He has been fighting for half his life and it's time to stop.

Although Jiang Changsheng wanted to expand the Jingchao empire and gain more incense value for himself, he also did not want his son to work his entire life.

That’s all.

Since the son is tired, let's put our hope in the grandson.

There are always people who are greedy in this country.

Most new emperors want to surpass their predecessors!

However, Jiang Xiu just got married this year, so the great-grandson may have to wait a few years.

Jiang Changsheng smiled, then closed his eyes and practiced.

An hour later, the sound of surging Qi came from Wufeng. Jiang Changsheng opened his eyes and saw someone sparring with Arakawa. It was the man in white he had met while moving mountains.

The man in white was not a god, but Arakawa did not bully others from the air, and the two fought on the ground.

The man in white's swordsmanship was so superb that Arakawa was unable to defeat him in a short period of time.

Many disciples gathered around to watch, which made Arakawa even more excited. He finally had the opportunity to show off his divine skills.

He deliberately did not defeat the man in white and pretended to come and go, just to show off his power.

Jiang Changsheng shook his head and said secretly: "You brat, your pretense skills are too weak. You should let him show his strength and then suppress him strongly instead of going back and forth. This will only make the other party stronger."

About an hour later, Arakawa defeated the man in white.

The man in white was half-kneeling in front of the mountain gate, with a look of reluctance on his face.

He did not expect that in addition to Taoist ancestors, there were gods and men in Longqi Temple, and he underestimated Dajing Wulin.

Arakawa stood on the mountain gate and looked down at him and said: "You can go, my master does not accept disciples."

The man in white gritted his teeth and said, "Then I will kneel here until Tao Ancestor agrees."

Arakawa rolled his eyes and said: "Then kneel down. If you dare to step into the mountain gate early, I will kill you."

The man in white immediately turned around, climbed to the edge of the cliff next to him, and knelt down to worship Long Qishan.

After he gave way, pilgrims began to go up the mountain one after another. Everyone would look at him strangely, but he ignored them and kept kneeling.

Jiang Changsheng was secretly curious as to why the woman in yellow didn't come with the man in white. Could something have happened?

He didn't think much about it. He really didn't want to accept disciples. Longqi Temple had grown big and the royal family of Dajing was stable. He just wanted to concentrate on cultivating Taoism.

A blink of an eye.

Ten days passed.

The man in white was still kneeling, neither eating nor drinking. He was bent over and might fall down at any time.

Arakawa couldn't stand it any longer and had to go visit Jiang Changsheng.

Jiang Changsheng thought for a while and asked Arakawa to take care of this person first and come back after he recovers.

This guy is quite perseverant.

Jiang Changsheng had an idea.

Jiang Ziyu said cheerfully: "If I'm afraid of trouble, I'll just ask the white-clothed guards to arrest him in the sky prison and make him kneel for the rest of his life."

Jiang Changsheng shook his head and did not answer.

The next day, near noon, a man in white clothes walked in under the leadership of Arakawa. He had freshened up specially, and his whole body had returned to the image of a handsome gentleman, no longer in a mess.

Seeing Jiang Changsheng, the man in white could not restrain his excitement and knelt down to worship Jiang Changsheng.

"Senior, no, old god, you must accept me as your disciple. I am willing to work as a cow or a horse for you."

The man in white smacked his forehead on the ground, suppressed his excitement, and said in a deep voice.

Jiang Changsheng asked: "Where are you from and why do you have to worship me?"

The man in white replied: "My junior name is Qi Yuan. I come from Da Qi. The Da Qi Dynasty was just promoted to the Qi Luck Dynasty eight years ago. I am the prince. My father hopes that we princes can fight for him in all directions. I am tired of wars.

So I left Daqi with my little sister and went all the way to Dajing, which is the farthest place from Daqi. We brothers and sisters originally wanted to establish a sect and promote the spirit of non-fighting through martial arts. But that day, I saw the great power of my predecessors, and I just found my goal.

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"Only with your power can we suppress the world, stop all dynasties from fighting, and bring peace to the world."

Daqi?
To be continued...