MTL - I Just Became An Immortal, My Descendants Beg Me To Come Out of the Mountain-Chapter 8 The famous sword Taihang, breaking through the 4th floor

"If you can really get a reward, please help me get a sword. I have a little understanding of swordsmanship recently, and I want to see if I can create swordsmanship."

Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, Chen Li is the champion after all, and his patriarch is the minister of households of the Dajing Dynasty, so he can really speak in the courtroom.

Chen Li agreed, and the two didn't chat for long, after all, Yang Shangshu was still outside.

When the door was closed, Jiang Changsheng was the only one left in the room, the smile on his face disappeared, and he began to worry about whether the enemy would send a stronger expert.

I hope the enemy is not too strong, so that you can still get the survival bonus.

Judging from Chen Li's words, although the supreme master is strong, it is not uncommon, which means that there is a higher realm above the supreme master. After all, the supreme master is only the appellation of Jianghu people, not the name of the realm. Jiang Changsheng needs time to become stronger.

Fortunately, Jiang Changsheng's worries were too much. In the next few days, officers and soldiers came every day, and Jiang Changsheng was also talked to many times. He was righteous and didn't worry at all. Death also came to a conclusion.

He is fighting back in self-defense!

Reasonable and reasonable, the evidence is sufficient!

Logic works too!

It was just a lack of motivation, and the officials of the government, the Ministry of Punishment, and the Heavenly Prison were all confused as to who was pushing all this and why they wanted to kill Jiang Changsheng.

Jiang Changsheng originally expected that Jiang Yuan would come to see him in person, and he would follow the trend to reveal the truth, but Jiang Yuan did not come.

Five days later.

The fourth prince, Jiang Yu, came, and he excitedly said: "Brother Changsheng, the leg technique you used to kill the ghost king is the one you taught me the divine shadow legs?"

Jiang Changsheng nodded, Jiang Yu was even more excited, and began to talk about the sensational impact of this matter. The matter was being discussed in the palace, and it was said that it had already spread on the rivers and lakes.

Longqiguan, a Taoist priest of longevity, killed the evil king of ghost eyes at the age of fourteen!

Such an age, such a record, is indeed amazing.

Jiang Changsheng was relieved after hearing this, but he was worried that it would cause more troubles.

"Even my eldest brother is interested in you, saying that he has the opportunity to visit you." Jiang Yu smiled.

Jiang Changsheng's face did not change, but murderous intentions arose in his heart.

The fake prince also wants to come to him?

Not moving.

You still have to be consistent, wait until you are strong enough, and then take revenge.

The two chatted for a while, Jiang Changsheng began to point out Jiang Yu's confusion on Shenying's leg, Jiang Yu listened carefully, and after half an hour, he gained a lot, and finally thanked him and left.

This time, Jiang Yu didn't come empty-handed. He gave the cakes from the palace. After tasting it, Jiang Changsheng felt that the taste was good. Compared with the light meals in Longqiguan, it was delicious.

Not bad, let him bring more next time.

Jiang Changsheng thought happily.

On that day, an army was sent from the foot of Longqi Mountain to guard Longqi Mountain, and the days when the disciples were apprehensive ended.

A month later, Daoist Qingxu returned, and the army evacuated.

All the disciples gathered in the Mingxin Hall, bowing their heads to face Daoist Qingxu, the atmosphere in the hall was gloomy, Jiang Changsheng also lowered his head, Meng Qiuhe and Meng Qiushuang knelt in front of Daoist Qingxu with their foreheads pressed against the ground.

Compared with before going down the mountain, Daoist Qingxu was obviously much older, with wrinkles between his brows, and it is estimated that he was extremely worried at ordinary times.

"Ugh."

A heavy sigh broke the silence in Mingxin Hall.

Daoist Qingxu opened his mouth and said: "Get up, facing the top masters like the Demon King, even if you are a teacher, you are not fully sure, you have done well enough, the deceased has passed away, don't let go from now on. in the heart."

Meng Qiuhe and Meng Qiushuang stood up, but still did not dare to look up, especially Meng Qiuhe, his fists in his sleeves were trembling. This month, his temperament has changed greatly, he is not as cheerful as before, his face is gloomy all day, and the disciples are not dare to speak to him.

Daoist Qingxu looked at Jiang Changsheng and said, "Changsheng, you did a good job, you saved Long Qiguan."

Jiang Changsheng hurriedly bowed and bowed, saying it was his duty.

Daoist Qingxu didn't say much about this, but said: "Your senior brother has changed to the Demon Sect. After that, he is no longer the eldest disciple of Longqiguan, Qiu He is the eldest disciple, and Qiu Shuang is the second disciple. The three disciples are longevity."

As soon as these words came out, the disciples raised their heads and asked excitedly.

Li Changqing was the patriarch in Longqi Guan, and he was close to his disciples, including Jiang Changsheng, no one hated him.

Meng Qiuhe's face was extremely ugly, and he did not have the excitement of being promoted to the eldest disciple.

Jiang Changsheng was promoted to the third disciple, but he wasn't surprised. Given his record, his status as a disciple in Longqiguan could be changed. Of course, when a disciple died, other disciples would replace him.

For Li Changqing's betrayal, he can make sense.

Love is a word that hurts people a lot.

As long as it doesn't affect his safety.

He is a person who cultivates immortals. After a hundred years, everyone around him will turn into loess and sleep in the ground forever.

Daoist Qingxu didn't say much, he waved the whisk and signaled the disciples to retreat.

Although the disciples were excited, they had to step back.

Jiang Changsheng hesitated, thinking that Daoist Qingxu would speak to him alone, but he didn't. He didn't seem to take the deaths of his disciples to heart.

He went back to his house alone, still confused.

Daoist Qingxu's attitude towards him was obviously very strange.

Could it be that Daoist Qingxu knows his identity?

You don't need to listen to the sermon, even if he has done such a big thing, he didn't hold him accountable, it's really not right.

Jiang Changsheng thought of many possibilities, and even thought that Daoist Qingxu might also be an enemy. Of course, this idea was a bit gloomy, but he gave up the chance of reincarnation. In this life, he will pursue longevity no matter what!

Immortality, immortality and consecration are his goals!

After the Taoist Master Qingxu came back, Long Qiguan completely calmed down, the disciples no longer worried, and life returned to normal. Only one person was deeply affected.

Meng Qiu River.

He began to practice martial arts frantically, and he was treated like Jiang Changsheng. He stopped listening to the sermons, and was obsessed with martial arts on the edge of the cliff, which made Qing Kudu feel to Jiang Changsheng that this new senior brother is now practicing martial arts as if he was dying. of.

Jiang Changsheng didn't bother to comfort Meng Qiuhe, nor did he have the ability.

Time goes on.

unconsciously.

In the fifteenth year of Kaiyuan, Jiang Changsheng was fifteen years old.

His infuriating energy has been growing, but he is still one step away from the fourth level of Dao Fa Natural Skills.

Before the winter snow had completely melted, Chen Li came to visit, and this time he brought a big gift.

"Hahaha, Changsheng, you have picked up a treasure. I will help you ask for a sword from Your Majesty. Your Majesty gave an order and spent several months asking for a famous sword from the rivers and lakes. This sword is called Taihang Sword. It is said that It can be regarded as one of the top ten famous swords in Jianghu."

Chen Li said with a smile, he put the sword on the table and made a crisp sound.

Jiang Changsheng asked in surprise, "Your Majesty is so aggressive?"

Chen Li shook his head and said: "Your Majesty is just a word, the people below run and break their legs, Longqi Temple is located in the capital, and it is a Taoist temple that His Majesty personally ordered. In order to please Your Majesty, you naturally have to do your best, this is also to smooth out His Majesty’s anger, and in today’s martial arts, swordsmen are weak, and the ten famous swords are not as powerful as before.”

Jiang Changsheng suddenly realized that he came to the table, picked up the scabbard, and pulled out the Taihang Sword.

Chen Li's eyes were also swayed, and he said with emotion: "Taihang is definitely a weapon of magic. I tried it, and it cuts iron like mud. This sword light can still confuse the enemy."

Jiang Changsheng looked at the Taihang sword, which was more than three feet long. The blade was three fingers wide, and it looked slender as a whole. The middle of the blade was carved with strange patterns, and the blades on both sides were slightly blue-blue. It's not awkward, it's comfortable.

"Not bad, I like it, thank you Brother Chen."

Jiang Changsheng praised, this sword is handsome and worthy of his appearance.

Chen Li smiled and then talked about the outcome of the case.

The Heavenly Prison will be remodeled in pursuit of greater defense capabilities. More than 30 officials, large and small, have already been relegated, and no less than five people have been beheaded. The highest official position involves third-rank officials. The city was full of wind and rain, and everyone was in danger. The government inspected the city every day. The emperor suspected that there was another person behind the ghost king, but in the end, the real culprit was not found, and the case ended like this.

For Longqiguan, the emperor gave a lot of money and food, which was considered to be appeasement.

Jiang Changsheng has no opinion, and he is not qualified to express his opinion.

After Chen Li finished speaking, he left in a hurry. He was recently promoted, and it was a busy time.

Jiang Changsheng did not stay in the house, but went to the Dao Bell Tower. There were very few disciples nearby, because the buildings here were all warehouses ~www.novelbuddy.com~ where firewood, grain and other goods were stored.

He began to stimulate the spiritual energy according to the mind of Yujian Jue. First, let the Taihang sword be vacated before the sword can be used. This process is difficult, but he feels fresh and full of fighting spirit.

Yujian is a cultivator!

How can a dignified immortal cultivator always use the martial arts moves against the enemy?

…

After the Longqiguan Massacre ended, those powerful and powerful people who wanted to kill Jiang Changsheng also settled down. Jiang Changsheng lived a peaceful year at the age of fifteen, and he never encountered any more disasters or disasters.

In the sixteenth year of Kaiyuan, Jiang Changsheng was sixteen years old.

On a summer afternoon, he finally practiced the fourth level of Dao Fa Natural Skills, and his true qi began to transform into stronger energy.

Spiritual power!

The energy of the cultivator!

From this moment on, he is truly extraordinary, and he can practice spells and use magical tools in the future.

The unicorn whisk that he obtained when he was six years old is still in his mind. He has never used it before, and he has long been looking forward to using it.

Jiang Changsheng made a comparison. His spiritual power is equivalent to ten times the infuriating energy before the breakthrough. It is very huge. His senses are doubled, and his hearing can cover the entire Longqi View. The eyesight of the soul can penetrate the material, spy on the outside world, and spy on the essence of things.

Transformed at once!

Jiang Changsheng was in a good mood, and felt that there was no need to worry if the enemy came again.

Compared to when he killed the Demon King, his own strength has grown by leaps and bounds, and it can even be described as reborn.

It took two days for Jiang Changsheng to consolidate his cultivation and master spiritual power proficiently. He could even fly with his sword, but he didn't dare to be too ostentatious. After a little try, it was over.

He is not sure whether there are other immortal cultivators in this world, whether there are warriors who can match him, and he cannot act recklessly.