"The world is huge. How much do you know about it? Who can tell how big it is outside of Great Jing?"
Jiang Changsheng smiled. His words made Wang Chen nod and feel that it made sense.
Since ancient times, no one knew how big the world was. It was rumored that not only did Ancient Han face Great Jing, but it also faced the dynasty on the other side. Fortunately, Great JIng was in a good location, as it was near the sea and not surrounded by enemies on all sides.
Jiang Changsheng called for Little King Wei and began to teach him martial arts.
Wan Li, Mingyue, and Ping'an walked to the side to compare martial arts. Even though Ping'an was stupid, he was born to be aggressive. When he saw them getting into a fighting stance, he became excited and rushed up.
In the past two years, Jiang Changsheng had successfully created an internal art. He bestowed it with the name of the Heavenly Scripture of the Universe. It imitated the first three levels of the natural cultivation method and separated into seven levels. Even though it was inferior to the Dao cultivation method, ordinary cultivation methods could not compare to it.
At present, Wang Chen, Little King Wei, and Hua Jianxin were all cultivating the Heavenly Scripture of the Universe.
On the other hand, Ping'an cultivated the Overlord Body. However, teaching Ping'an was harder than teaching Little King Wei.
Leaves fell one after another.
On the eaves in the distance, a white-robed person stood quietly, looking at the sky. The scene was quiet and beautiful.
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In the 34th year of the dynasty, Ancient Han invaded the Jing Dynasty on a large scale, and the other dynasties around it were also restless. The Jing Dynasty was in its greatest crisis in thirty years.
The Crown Prince, Jiang Yu, had no choice but to go to the front line. The Emperor stayed in the capital, but the number of times he went to court decreased. He became weaker and weaker, and the hearts of the people in the court fluctuated.
The world was in turmoil, but the martial arts world was flourishing. Without the restrictions of the local officials, the martial arts world became even more unrestrained. Various influential figures appeared in large numbers, and there were as many geniuses as there were clouds.
On this day.
Longqi Temple welcomed a guest.
This person's hair was disheveled, his robes were torn, and his entire body was dirty, just like an old beggar.
The disciples guarding the mountain gate did not despise him. Instead, they brought him into the temple and gave him a bite of food.
The old beggar grabbed one of their hands and asked, "Is Daoist Master Changsheng still here?"
The disciple smiled and said, "You also wish to meet Daoist Master Changsheng? Forget it. Many aristocrats wish to have a chat with him, but they are all rejected. Daoist Master is busy cultivating and has no time to care about the mundane world. Since you have come all the way here, why don't you meet White Dragon? It is a spirit beast of our Longqi Temple. A meeting can change one's fate."
The old beggar parted his hair and revealed a face full of scars. It was extremely terrifying and made the disciples feel apprehensive.
"Help me send a message to him. Tell him that Li Changqing has come to pay a visit." The old beggar's voice trembled.
"Li Changqing?"
The disciple frowned and muttered. Suddenly, he thought of something and his expression changed drastically. He hastily said, "Alright, I'll inform Daoist Master right away."
After he left, the old beggar walked out of the kitchen and into the courtyard. As he looked at the nearby buildings, his eyes were filled with nostalgia.
After the time for an incense stick to burn, that disciple returned and brought Li Changqing to the Daoist Master's courtyard.
Along the way, Li Changqing looked left and right. He felt everything was familiar, but also unfamiliar.
Longqi Temple became lively. There were more disciples, but there were fewer familiar faces.
The two of them arrived at Jiang Changsheng's courtyard in silence. The disciple bowed to the courtyard and left.
Li Changqing took a deep breath and carefully walked into the courtyard. He saw two children and an ugly Daoist priest cleaning the courtyard. As for his junior brother, Jiang Changsheng, he was sitting under a tree, and his aura was one with heaven and earth so much so that he almost could see him.
When he saw Jiang Changsheng, Li Changqing was in a trance.
When he left back then, Jiang Changsheng was still underage. After so many years, he still recognized him at a glance. However, he did not expect Jiang Changsheng to still be so young. Thinking about it, this junior brother of his should be 34 years old.
Jiang Changsheng opened his eyes and smiled. "Eldest Senior Brother, long time no see. Come and have a seat. Wang Chen, make tea."
Hearing this, Wang Chen immediately walked towards the house.
The Little King Wei was currently cultivating, and he merely shot a glance at Li Changqing as he laid peacefully in the small pool to take a bath. This bath was filled with a potion that Jiang Changsheng had specially developed for him, and it could temper his body.
Li Changqing came back to his senses and walked to Jiang Changsheng before he sat down.
"It has been many years since we last met. Fortunately, Longqi Temple has you."
Li Changqing sighed with emotion. He had always felt that this junior brother of his was very mysterious. Unfortunately, he had left Longqi Temple very early and did not witness his growth.
Jiang Changsheng began to exchange pleasantries with him. When he saw him again, Jiang Changsheng was also filled with emotions.
That once handsome and magnanimous Eldest Senior Brother had fallen to such a state.
He could sense that Li Changqing was already a Heaven Arrival realm expert, but his true qi was chaotic and his internal organs had been severely damaged. He only a few days left.
Li Changqing only reminisced about their childhood with Jiang Changsheng and did not mention much about himself. Jiang Changsheng did not ask either. After all, Chen Li had mentioned it to him before.
After chatting for an hour, Li Changqing started to cough up blood.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Junior Brother, Daoist Master Changsheng, I want to be buried in Longqi Temple. Can you give me a home?"
His voice was very weak.
Jiang Changsheng said, "Of course. Wang Chen, take Senior Brother Li to see Senior Sister and ask her to arrange it. Tell her that I have agreed."
Wang Chen immediately walked over and Li Changqing stood up as well.
Jiang Changsheng rejoiced as he looked at their departing backs.
Fortunately, I did not go down the mountain. Fortunately, I was not obsessed with love.
Jiang Changsheng naturally liked women, but he knew his limits. Before he became invincible, he did not want to create weaknesses for himself. His relationship with Hua Jianxin had not been revealed, and only they knew.
He did not intend to save Li Changqing. Li Changqing had gone crazy for love and had killed too many people. Saving him would only bring more trouble. Furthermore, their relationship was not that deep.
When Meng Qiushuang saw Li Changqing, she was naturally excited. The two of them chatted for a long time. Once upon a time, Meng Qiushuang also had a trace of admiration for Li Changqing. After all, in the Daoist temple, Li Changqing was the eldest disciple and took good care of his junior brothers and sisters. However, this trace of admiration had been washed away by time.
Five days later, Li Changqing died in the morning. Jiang Changsheng, Meng Qiushuang, and some old disciples buried him. The matter did not blow up.
However, in the following days, Jiang Changsheng caught a martial artist sneaking into the mountain and searching everywhere. However, he did not commit any evil and just quietly left.
The other party stopped in front of Li Changqing's tombstone for a while. They were probably enemies.
Jiang Changsheng did not interfere with their grudge. Li Changqing was already dead, and the grudge should be resolved by now. If the other party was obstinate and insisted on finding trouble with Longqi Temple, it would be perfect to give him a survival reward.
Half a month later.
Chen Li, who was already a fourth-ranked official, came. After the Chen family surrendered to the Seventh Prince and obtained the promotion, the depressed Chen Li finally made it. Right now, Chen Li was working in the Revenue Department and already had his own mansion. He did not have to squeeze into the Chen family house.
"Changsheng, you ordered Li Changqing to be buried in the mountain? This is not good. A large number of martial artists are gathering outside the capital, from all the major sects. There are disciples of my Chen family among them who said they wanted to dig up Li Changqing's grave."
Chen Li said with a worried expression.
Little King Wei was not around today, so Wang Chen wandered around the mountain with Ping'an. There were now only the two of them in the courtyard.
Chen Li continued, "Right now, the Seventh Prince has gathered his army to the battlefield. The total number of soldiers inside and outside the capital does not exceed 100,000. If there are too many martial arts practitioners, we might not be able to stop them and the court might force you to bow your head."
Jiang Changsheng said, "He's already dead. What's the point of digging up his grave?"
Chen Li said, "Indeed, I believe the other party has other motives, but they have a reason for revenge and it is not morally appropriate to chase them away. Moreover, the current situation…"
During this period of time, Jiang Changsheng had also seen a large number of martial artists gathered outside the city. He did not pay much attention to them because they were all very weak.
Jiang Changsheng asked, "Will the capital be open for them to surround Longqi Mountain?"
Chen Li thought for a moment and said, "I'm not sure. We can't eliminate that possibility. After all, most of the sects that can establish themselves have befriended officials. The Seventh Prince is not here, nor is the Fourth Prince. His Majesty has been locked up in the palace to recuperate recently. I'm afraid he can't protect Longqi Temple."
Jiang Changsheng said, "I understand."
Chen Li added, "If you wish to withdraw, the Chen Family can arrange it."
Jiang Changsheng shook his head and laughed. "Brother Chen, even though I'm not aggresssive, I won't show mercy if someone dares to attack my door."
When Chen Li thought of the Ghost-Eyed Evil King, he suddenly realized that Jiang Changsheng had also killed someone before and was not as gentle as he looked. After so many years of interaction, he had almost forgotten this.
He gave a few more instructions before he left. Recently, he had been busy with work, so it was not easy for him to come in person.
Jiang Changsheng looked at the horizon but did not get up.
There were not enough people.
Moreover, the more people there were, the more generous the survival reward was.
Jiang Changsheng cultivated every day and occasionally took Spirit-increasing Pills. His cultivation improved year by year, and even if those sects could gather a 100 Heaven Arrival realm experts, he would not pay any attention to them.
All these years, the Seventh Prince and the Mahayana Dragon Tower had not come to test him, which meant that they did not suspect Longqi Temple at all. They did not even know that Jiang Changsheng was their enemy.
On the surface, Jiang Changsheng was the teacher of Little King Wei and could be considered as the Seventh Prince's man.
That night.
Another person went up the mountain. This time, the other party rushed towards Jiang Changsheng's courtyard. Jiang Changsheng did not stop him because it was an old acquaintance.
Someone knocked on the window sill and a voice sounded. "Is Daoist Master here? It's me, Devil Lord."
His voice was very soft, fearing that Wang Chen and Ping'an would overhear him.
Jiang Changsheng opened his eyes and the window suddenly opened, scaring the Devil Lord into trembling in place. When he saw Jiang Changsheng in the room, he immediately leaped in and bowed to him.
"Daoist Master, this is not good. The martial arts world wants to use Li Changqing's name to seize White Dragon."
The Devil Lord said in a deep voice, "According to my understanding, the one behind this is the Sect Master of the Primordial Spirit Returning Sect. The reputation of White Dragon has spread throughout the world. That Sect Master has been specially searching for spirit beasts all these years, absorbing their spirit blood and tempering his muscles and bones. His strength is unfathomable. I have met him before and he is very terrifying. I even feel that he is stronger than the Head of Punishment and that Heaven Arrival realm expert in the palace."
When Jiang Changsheng heard that, a cold glint flashed past his eyes.
It turned out that the other party was targeting White Dragon. Even without Li Changqing, they could probably find an excuse. For example, Li Changqing, who was nurtured by Longqi Temple, had to pay with his blood?
Jiang Changsheng had long heard of the name of the Sect Master of the Primordial Spirit Returning Sect. He was once a young genius and was now a giant in the martial arts world. He had the chance to compete for the throne.
"Is he already here?" Jiang Changsheng asked.
The Devil Lord said, "Not yet. Ten days later at most. Moreover, they have bribed many civil and military officials. When the city gate opens, they will be allowed to enter the city, and their target will be Longqi Temple."