Chapter 1 The Dragon Falls Into the Mortal World, and You Are the Murderer

[In the first year of Kaiyuan, your father Jiang Yuan established the country, and the country was named Jing. You were born in the same year and were established as the prince. However, you were kidnapped by traitors. Fortunately, you were rescued by an expert. You escaped and you were rewarded for survival—— Immortal Cultivation Technique 'Taoism Natural Kung Fu']

[In the second year of Kaiyuan, you were brought to Longqi Temple by Taoist master Qingxu, and met a big brother practicing martial arts by chance, and was almost beaten to death. Fortunately, the second senior brother rescued you and escaped. You will be rewarded for survival——Martial arts' god shadow leg'】

[In the fourth year of Kaiyuan, the capital ushered in an earthquake, and the Longqi Temple collapsed. You were almost crushed to death by the beams of the house, but fortunately your senior brother rescued you. You escaped the catastrophe, and you were rewarded for your survival—the martial arts "Jiu Xun Tian Long Bu"]

[In the fifth year of Kaiyuan, there was a great cold and the flu ravaged the capital. Unfortunately, you contracted an illness. Fortunately, the third senior sister collected medicinal herbs to heal you. You escaped unharmed, and you were rewarded for survival—miscellaneous arts "Spring and Autumn Medicine"]

[In the sixth year of Kaiyuan, the founding general Cao Hubao’s rebellion was suppressed, he hid in Longqi Temple, and was bumped into by you, Cao Hubao shot at you, fortunately master rescued him, escaped, and you were rewarded for survival—the Magical Artifact ‘Kirin Whisk’ ']

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In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight pierced through the green hills to drive out the darkness, and shone on the top floor of an attic. An ancient bronze bell was hanging in the air, and beside it was a young Taoist priest in a daze.

It was Jiang Changsheng, who was twelve years old. Every morning before ringing the bell, he would review the experience of the first half of his life to strengthen his spirit.

A night of martial arts practice made him sleepy, but fortunately his duty is very simple, that is, to ring the bell on time every day to remind the Taoist temple to get up and recite the Taoist scriptures. Since he took this task at the age of six, he has never encountered any more hardships, and his life has changed. However, relying on the skills, martial arts, and medical skills he has acquired, his life will not be boring.

Jiang Changsheng's survival system comes from his previous life. He was a game developer in his previous life. He developed a game with the gimmick "If you can live forever, how long can you live in the world of cultivating immortals".

The player's lifespan is unlimited, but they will be killed, and they will encounter various tribulations and temptations on the road of practice. Jiang Changsheng has tried it himself, and he can live up to more than 10,000 years, which is very challenging.

This game is not a simple choice game, it requires practical operation and exploration. Even if you hide in one place all the time, you may encounter natural disasters. In a word, life is unpredictable.

The game became popular within a short time after it was put on the shelves. Jiang Changsheng, who had been staying up late for a long time, died suddenly in front of the computer because he was too excited to watch the background data, and was reincarnated in this life.

In this life, he can't guarantee whether he is really immortal, and it will take decades to know. Before that, he has to rely on survival rewards to become stronger, strong enough to face the catastrophe of life.

Taoist natural skills are stuck on the second level, but Shenying legs and Jiuxun Tianlong steps have been fully mastered. The Spring and Autumn Treasures are extensive and profound. He has only memorized the contents and has not used them yet. As for the magic tools, he has not cultivated spiritual power yet. , cannot be used, this treasure is kept in the depths of his mind, when he reaches the fourth level of Taoist natural skills, he can master the spiritual power, now he only has true energy in his body, true energy can make martial arts more powerful can.

With the sun shining on his body, Jiang Changsheng yawned, held the wooden stake hanging next to him with both hands, and began to ring the bell.

Boom——

The bell echoes in the mountains, long and long, as if it is urging the flow of time. With the green mountains and green waters between the heaven and the earth, it shows the pleasant atmosphere of the quiet and peaceful years.

Knock once, stop for five breaths, knock ten times in a row, Jiang Changsheng just let go.

"Today's fishing life has begun again."

Jiang Changsheng hummed a ditty and began to go downstairs. He was wearing a gray-blue Taoist robe, and the hem of his clothes fluttered in the wind under the sunlight, giving him a fairy charm.

As soon as he went downstairs, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old Taoist priest ran over and stopped in front of him, gasping for breath and sweating profusely. He said anxiously: "Junior Changsheng, something is wrong... a guest died in the temple last night, Master sent you to Mingxin Palace..."

dead?

Jiang Changsheng frowned. He knew that officials from the imperial court came to visit recently, but he didn't expect that someone would die. Judging by the posture of this senior, the status of the deceased was not low.

He is used to practicing martial arts quietly every night, and the view of Long Qi is not small, he really didn't notice anything unusual last night.

He didn't think too much, and followed his brother to Mingxin Hall.

"Junior Brother Changsheng, you don't know that the number one scholar is so powerful, he can calculate the time of death, the cause of death, and the activities of the deceased before death..."

"The deceased was an official of the official department. It is said that the power is not small. Someone dared to assassinate an official in the capital. Tsk tsk, it is outrageous..."

Hearing his senior brother's words, Jiang Changsheng almost rolled his eyes.

This is outrageous?

I am the first prince of the Jing Dynasty, and my mother has been transferred. The most important thing is that I have not been found out. The fake is still sitting on the throne of the prince and is famous all over the world.

Have I suffered outrageously?

Jiang Changsheng sighed inwardly.

This is a different world similar to ancient China. Jiang Changsheng could hear outside voices in his mother's womb. This world still speaks Chinese. He was very excited to learn that he was born in the royal family. His queen mother said that when he was born as a prince in the womb, he felt that he was about to reach the pinnacle of his life.

His mother and his father were married couples, and they accompanied his father to rise from the grass, go through hardships, fight all over the world, and establish a new dynasty. Under such a background, as long as he ascends the throne, he should be able to live a happy life.

It's a pity that the sky fails to fulfill the wishes of people, and the treacherous people are hateful!

The past is over, Jiang Changsheng no longer thinks about it, his name is Changsheng, which is enough to show his current ambition.

After half a stick of incense, Jiang Changsheng followed his senior brother to the front of the Mingxin Hall. The Mingxin Hall is not too big, and there are disciples gathered in the courtyard. Hundreds of people surrounded the place, and there are servants of the guests waiting at the gate of the hall. , there are twenty or thirty people.

Seeing Jiang Changsheng coming, the disciples cast their eyes one after another. Although he is very low-key in Longqi Temple, he has a good sense of presence because of his handsome appearance.

"Junior Brother, go in, Master is looking for you."

A female disciple said, Longqi Temple is not a traditional Taoist sect, but more like a Jianghu sect, with both men and women.

Jiang Changsheng nodded and strolled into the hall.

At a glance, he saw the corpse lying on the ground covered by a white cloth, Taoist priest Qingxu and three senior disciples stood on the right side, six guests from Long Qiguan stood on the left side, and a scholar stood in the front The dressed man was also the number one scholar Jiang Changsheng had heard about on his way, Chen Li.

As soon as he entered the palace, Chen Li was looking at him.

Jiang Changsheng came in front of Daoist Qingxu, bent down to salute, and said, "Master."

Taoist Master Qingxu was the one who rescued him when he was a child, he has always respected him very much, don't look at Taoist Master Qingxu's serious appearance, but there are not many rules inside the temple, all the people in the temple are his apprentices, there is no seniority between disciples Poor, get along very harmoniously.

Daoist Qingxu held the whisk in his hand, with white hair and a fairy-like face, he nodded slightly and said, "Changsheng, tell Benefactor Chen where you went last night?"

Jiang Changsheng turned to look at Chen Li, and said, "I went to practice last night, and the juniors and master in the same room know that I have this habit."

How could he have been hiding for six years, practicing martial arts since he was six years old. At the end of that year, he was bumped into by Daoist Qingxu. He only said that he realized it. Anyway, the moves were not coherent when he first practiced, and Daoist Qingxu did not. After thinking about it, I pointed out a few words. In the next few years, the senior brother, the second senior brother, and the third senior sister also discovered this matter one after another, but they did not disclose this matter to other disciples and let him practice martial arts late at night.

In the eyes of ordinary disciples, Jiang Changsheng is just a low-key fellow student.

In the eyes of the three major disciples, he is a martial arts wizard who can create his own martial arts at a young age.

Senior brother Li Chang created a boxing method when he was young, and now he still promotes it for his young disciples to learn.

Chen Li asked: "May I ask where the Taoist master practices?"

Jiang Changsheng replied: "In front of the Dao bell tower, I used to go upstairs to ring the bell after practicing, and touch it during the day...to listen to the Dao."

He was very natural, not nervous at all, anyway, he didn't kill the person, and he didn't know the deceased at all.

A middle-aged man next to Chen Li said: "I see the little brother's skin is tender, his hands are smooth and callous-free, he doesn't look like a martial artist, and I don't know what kind of kung fu the little brother is practicing?"

The aggressive tone was harsh in Jiang Changsheng's ears.

Chen Li said with a smile: "Don't mind the little Daoist, we have been investigating for an hour, and everyone around me has proved their innocence. They are all ordinary people and don't know martial arts. There may be culprits disguised as Guiguan disciples."

Disguise?

Jiang Changsheng has never left the capital since he was a child, and he has never left the Taoist temple after entering the temple, so it is not clear to what extent the outside world's disguise technique has reached.

He replied: "What you practice is internal strength."

All disciples who have reached the age of six can name themselves, and learn the inner skills of Longqi Temple. Jiang Changsheng pretended to learn, but in fact he was practicing the natural skills of cultivating immortals and Taoism.

If you can cultivate immortals, why practice martial arts?

The reason why he said internal strength is because his martial arts are all about leg and foot. If the deceased died under this kind of martial arts, what would happen by mistake?

Chen Li asked with burning eyes: "It is rumored that the Heart Sutra of Long Qi Temple is unique in the martial arts world. When His Majesty the Emperor's Dragon Power was still weak, Daoist Qingxu used the Heart Sutra to guard the gate to save His Majesty in danger. Move, the eyes will become extremely bright, like pearls in the dark night, the Taoist master has been practicing for several years, and he should have already started, I wonder if you can show it?"

The second senior brother Meng Qiuhe smiled and said: "My junior brother is extremely talented. Naturally, the internal strength has already started, maybe it is still a small achievement, long life, let me show them."

Jiang Changsheng was embarrassed.

He didn't practice the Heart Sutra at all, and Daoist Qingxu didn't know how to check the practice status of his disciples.

Does the Heart Sutra have special effects?

I do not know how?

Jiang Changsheng started to brainstorm.

Hearing Meng Qiuhe's words, the disciples outside the hall talked a lot. Could it be that Jiang Changsheng is really a martial arts prodigy to be praised by the second senior brother?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jiang Changsheng could only confess: "I'm sorry, I don't practice the Heart Sutra. I like to create my own martial arts. I'm still exploring my internal skills. As for martial arts..."

Chen Li interrupted: "You happen to be practicing footwork, right?"

Jiang Changsheng was stunned, and looked at Chen Li in surprise.

Chen Li bent down, opened the left and right handles, and saw that the deceased was a man, young and strong, with jade rings on his fingers, which meant that it was not a robbery of wealth, but a vendetta.

Chen Li pulled his chest away, his sternum collapsed, and the injury was long, as if someone had stepped on it heavily.

Is it such a coincidence?

Jiang Changsheng finally realized that he had suffered a disaster. After six years of peace, bad luck still came.

The deceased involved an official, once he was arrested, Daoist Qingxu couldn't protect him, and the trouble would be serious.

When Daoist Qingxu rescued him back then, those treacherous people had seen Daoist Qingxu's appearance, which showed that those people knew where he was staying.

Jiang Changsheng also heard about their identities during the period when he was kidnapped by traitors. There were all civil and military ministers, and even the founders of the dynasty were involved. This was a deep and shocking conspiracy. They must be waiting for Jiang Changsheng to leave the Taoist temple .

Daoist Qingxu was rewarded by the emperor for saving the emperor Jiang Yuan, so Longqi Temple is the only martial arts sect in the capital.

"Xiao Daoist, why are you silent? Could it be that you are the murderer?" Chen Li stared at Jiang Changsheng with burning eyes and said.

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