Chapter 120 Tens of Millions of Incense Worth, King Taizong

Jiang Ziyu stood in front of the bedroom window, quietly watching the heavy rain outside the window, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand.

In these years, he has aged rapidly. At the age of seventy, he no longer has the majesty of the past, just like an ordinary man in his dying years.

"So you are right, you are Dajing's destiny."

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 in the sky disappeared out of thin air, while the heavy rain continued, driving away the scorching air on the ground.

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

Inside the garden house.

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

Even Sword God and Jiang Jian didn't know that Jiang Changsheng was hiding in the house.

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

In the next few days, Jiang Changsheng's avatar used the wind and rain one after another, causing the seventy-two prefectures to obtain rainfall. This miracle was also known to the surrounding dynasties. Burn incense for the Taoist statue at home.

In the forest, Qi Yuan and a group of disciples stood in front of the newly established Taoist temple, enjoying the rain.

"It's really raining! Daozu is indeed a fairy!"

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

"It's too bad. It rains when it rains. It's 40,000 miles away from Sizhou!"

"Father Daoist, carry forward without fighting, the destiny is on us!"

"It turns out that in addition to martial arts, there are really immortal arts in the world."

Hearing the disciples' emotions, Qi Yuan thought of the scene of Jiang Changsheng moving the mountain that day.

Witnessing Jiang Changsheng uprooting Wufeng with his own eyes was even more shocking than seeing him support the mountain.

From that day on, Jiang Changsheng was an immortal in Qi Yuan's heart.

Qi Yuan was full of emotion, and said: "There is a Dao ancestor to escort us, so you must be firm in your will. In the future, the world will be peaceful, and you will get great merit, and you will become immortals after death."

The disciples cheered in unison with high fighting spirit.

...

Three days later.

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

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

"Master, is it raining in the whole scene?" Jiang Jian asked expectantly.

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

When Jiang Jian heard this, he was very excited.

Bai Qi wanted to lick Jiang Changsheng, but was held down by Jiang Changsheng's forehead with a finger, unable to move forward.

The Sword God stood not far away, and couldn't help but ask, "May I ask if it's martial arts or fairy art?"

Jiang Changsheng smiled and said: "There is no fairy art in this world, you can do it if you have a higher level."

The sword god felt relieved, as long as it wasn't for fairy arts, he still had hope of chasing him.

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

Jiang Changsheng said again: "Calling the wind and calling the rain is also a kind of meaning of heaven and earth, you can think about it."

Hearing this, the Sword God was moved, and immediately went to the corner to meditate.

The senior pointed him out.

Jiang Jian was also deeply stimulated and began to practice. He suddenly felt that the golden body state was not enough. His goal was the Qiankun state, no, a higher state than the Qiankun state!

For the next six months, Jiang Changsheng called for wind and rain for Dajing every other month, helping Dajing survive the scorching heat.

Until the end of the year, when heavy snow fell, the catastrophe had just passed, and autumn was directly squeezed out.

[In the forty-ninth year of Qianwu, the millennium drought that lasted for more than half a year has passed, and you have successfully survived the catastrophe and won the reward for survival-miscellaneous "array record"]

Sure enough, there are survival rewards to earn!

The same is true of the last millennium snow disaster.

Jiang Changsheng was in a happy mood, and he silently passed on the Formation Records. The Formation Records are the canon of cultivating immortal formations, which can teach him how to build formations. There are hundreds of formations recorded in the Formation Records, but they are all basic auxiliary formations. It didn't have a strong lethality, but it was enough for Jiang Changsheng.

He is heading towards the Almighty Immortal Cultivator.

In half a year, Jiang Changsheng's incense value skyrocketed, and the increase far exceeded any increase in incense value in the past. After all, he had called the wind and rain in the seventy-two states more than once, and the people naturally regarded him as a god.

By the end of the year, the value of his incense had exceeded tens of millions, that is to say, within half a year, millions of people would burn incense for him. Most people who admire Jiang Changsheng are busy with making a living and practicing martial arts, but they have no time to burn incense for his statue.

The increase is still going on!

...

Fifty years of martial arts.

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

Jiang Ziyu, who was lying on the bed, was extremely weak. Seeing his appearance, Jiang Jian was very flustered. He lay down beside the bed, concerned about his situation.

Jiang Ziyu patted Jiang Jian's head, looked at Jiang Changsheng, and said weakly, "Father...the child is not filial. If you are not filial to you, you have to go first..."

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

how is this possible……

The master is actually his grandfather?

what happened?

Jiang Changsheng came to the bed and used the rejuvenation technique to restore some strength to Jiang Ziyu.

Soon, Jiang Ziyu felt the strength, and slowly sat up from the bed. He stretched and said with emotion: "Father is still the best."

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

He was just such a son, so he couldn't bear it.

Jiang Ziyu said with a smile: "I want to see a great scene to unify the world, but it's already a luxury. I can't let you show me illusions, right? Haha."

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

"Both of you, go to the side and have a chat, I want to have a chat with your grandpa alone." Jiang Ziyu waved his hand and said.

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

Jiang Changsheng sat next to the bed, and Jiang Ziyu couldn't help but lie down on his lap, just like when he was a child, although Jiang Changsheng looked eighteen years old, and he was already old, but in his heart, Jiang Changsheng Longevity is always a mountain, a mountain that allows him to let go of all defenses and disguises.

"Father, I suddenly missed my mother. Since I was a child, she has been guarding me. I still remember one time when I quarreled with Jiang Zihan. Jiang Zihan called a group of people to beat me up, and my mother suddenly appeared..."

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

The former Little King Wei has grown into the mighty Emperor Dajing, and he will return with a great achievement that has never been seen in the world.

Jiang Ziyu's life can be regarded as perfect. When he was young, he turned the tide for the country, when he was young, he fought the world, and when he was old, he worked hard and never made mistakes.

Jiang Changsheng is also very proud of Jiang Ziyu. Although he supports Jiang Ziyu, it is only against a strong enemy. The world is governed well, and it is Jiang Ziyu's credit. The hard work involved is 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 died at the age of seventy-one, and the prince Jiang Xiu succeeded to the throne, and the people all over the world wept bitterly.

Only the people in the Thirteen States really knew Jiang Ziyu's contribution and really hated him.

When Jiang Ziyu died, Jiang Changsheng silently blessed him with 200,000 incense sticks, wishing him better aptitude in the next life.

This year, Jiang Changsheng happened to be one hundred years old, and it was also the first hundred years of Dajing. He stood in front of the cliff and silently sent his son away.

Jiang Jian returned to Longqi Temple and became more assiduous than before. He learned that Dajing Jiangshan is not easy, and he has to take on the responsibility of protecting Dajing Jiangshan.

September.

Jiang Xiu succeeded in ascending the throne. From next year, the reign name will be changed to Rende. Adhering to Jiang Ziyu's will, Jiang Ziyu is posthumously named Taizong, and the temple name is Jingtaizong.

Under the moonlit night.

Jiang Changsheng sat on the tree trunk, looked at the prosperous capital, and looked back on his century-old life. Enemies, old friends, relatives, and enemies all passed before his eyes, feeling sentimental, happy, melancholy, and helpless.

All emotions are transformed into firm Dao Xin.

In the vicissitudes of life, old people passed away one after another, and he had to work harder to cultivate.

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 infinite life, he also pursues invincibility in the world!

When he is absolutely invincible, he may be able to break through the restrictions of heaven and earth, create the immortal way, and create immortal gods, and he is the absolute master who governs the immortal gods.

This is just a distant goal. When he is truly invincible, he can do whatever he wants, but at the moment, he still has to work hard.

It is also quite good to be the pillar of this great scene.

He guards the great scene not for his own country, but also to repay the people who believe in him. Since he is the god in the hearts of the people, how can he not benefit the people? This is also a win-win way. Of course, he benefits the people as a whole, not for everyone.

Bai Qi lay on the ground, looking at him quietly.

Jiang Jian is practicing.

The sword god is holding the sword basket on the eaves, and sends his thoughts to Mingyue. He also has his own old friend.

Like Jiang Changsheng, he will never be bound by his old love, and will only turn his thoughts into the driving force for progress, chasing the strongest.

...

In the first year of Rende, the new emperor came to power, and there was a new look.

At night, Jiang Changsheng asked Mu Lingluo in a dream. This year, Mu Lingluo was almost eight years old.

The dream is in front of a big waterfall. Mu Lingluo is standing on the lake practicing sword. His moves are very fierce at a young age, much stronger than Ping An, Jiang Jian, and Arakawa of the same age. When he swings the sword, he has sword energy.

This girl is really...

Dreaming is practicing martial arts!

Jiang Changsheng stood by the lake and watched quietly.

Mu Lingluo suddenly caught a glimpse of Jiang Changsheng, and she immediately showed joy. She immediately jumped to Jiang Changsheng's side. She raised her head and asked curiously: "Brother Changsheng, I haven't dreamed of you for half a year. Where have you been for the past six months?" ?”