I Just Became An Immortal, My Descendants Beg Me To Come Out of the Mountain

Dozens of disciples and pilgrims gathered around the small bridge at the mountain gate, and in front of them was a row of warrior servants, headed by Meng Qiuhe, the great disciple of Longqi Temple.

After being away for many years, Meng Qiuhe has become more mature. He is dressed in rich purple clothes, with sapphire rings on his fingers, a silk jade brocade belt around his waist, and curved raccoon velvet boots on his feet. He looks very noble.

He stared at the white dragon in front of the small bridge, expressionless.

Surrounded by many people, the white dragon is not timid at all. It is now three meters long and can be regarded as a big snake, but it is notoriously kind. No one is afraid of it, and even thinks it has no threat at all.

Meng Qiushuang pushed away the disciples and came. She stared at Meng Qiuhe and said, "Second brother, what do you mean?"

Meng Qiuhe played with the wrench in his hand, and said: "It's not interesting, I just want to try the strength of Taoist Changsheng. I used to want to compete with him in the Taoist temple, but I was rejected. I should agree today, right?"

Meng Qiushuang frowned and said, "Since it's a competition, why do you lead people, why do you threaten?"

Meng Qiuhe pulled out a dagger from his waist and said, "Little sister, don't ask any more questions. You and I are strangers now. Ask Changsheng to come out. As long as you defeat me, I won't bother you again."

Behind him was a young man, Fengshen Junyi, who seemed to be fifteen or sixteen years old, but his eyes looked deep, he said with a smile: "Hurry up, my highness can't wait."

Meng Qiuhe gritted his teeth and pointed the dagger at Bailong, ready to stab him.

"I'm coming."

A light voice came, and the disciples moved out of the way, only to see Jiang Changsheng walking slowly, and the pilgrims suddenly exclaimed.

"Is he the Daoist of Longevity?"

"So handsome!"

"Is this temperament really a fairy god?"

"Even the whisk in his hand is different from other Taoists, it looks extremely extraordinary."

Jiang Changsheng's image is very outstanding, especially after breaking through to the fifth level of Taoism Natural Art, the breath and the nature of the world are almost integrated, and the majestic nature exists.

Meng Qiuhe withdrew his hands and looked at Jiang Changsheng with aggressive eyes.

The young man behind was also looking carefully at Jiang Changsheng.

The reason why Jiang Changsheng came out in person was because of this young man, he was extremely close to the Heaven-reaching Realm, his True Qi was stronger than Hua Jianxin, and the disciples of Long Qi Guan were definitely not his opponents.

How old is this?

Jiang Changsheng suspected that the young man was cultivating immortality.

Meng Qiuhe said: "Changsheng, come on, let me see your strength."

He opened his posture, clenched his fists with both hands, and opened his mouth in the posture of a vicious tiger, and stretched his legs apart, as stable as Mount Tai.

Jiang Changsheng nodded slightly, and secretly said: "This senior brother has become a super master. It seems that the opportunity is not small, but unfortunately, it is still a three-legged cat."

Meng Qiuhe rushed in front of Jiang Changsheng, so fast that the eyes of the bystanders couldn't keep up.

boom!

He punched Jiang Changsheng in the chest, but Jiang Changsheng didn't move at all, only the Taoist robe fluttered.

Meng Qiuhe's eyes widened with disbelief on his face. He gritted his teeth and poured all his true energy into his right arm, trying to force Jiang Changsheng, but it was still useless.

At this moment, the boy suddenly moved.

"Changsheng Daoist is really powerful, don't mind if I help him!"

The young man came behind Meng Qiuhe, with a playful and provocative smile, he raised his right palm and pressed it on Meng Qiuhe's shoulder, a surge of true energy erupted, and Meng Qiuhe's spirit was shaken.

The true qi of the two hit Jiang Changsheng together, but Jiang Changsheng's footsteps were as firm as the roots of a tree.

The two were moved.

"how is this possible!"

The young man was terrified in his heart, he was very aware of his own strength, ordinary super masters couldn't hold on to the three moves in his hands, he relied on his strong internal strength.

Meng Qiuhe also knew the strength of the young man behind him. He thought that the young man's shot would be sure, but he didn't expect that the two of them would not work together.

Jiang Changsheng said calmly: "You two, go back and practice hard."

boom!

The boy and Meng Qiuhe vomited blood and flew out, hitting the front of the mountain gate, almost rolling down the stone steps.

The servants were so frightened that they immediately surrounded him to check the boy's injuries.

One of them said angrily: "Bold! If you dare to hurt His Highness Seventh, you will seek death!"

Seventh Highness!

The seventh prince?

The pilgrims were in an uproar, and the disciples were also frightened.

Jiang Changsheng shook his head and said, "Under the eyes of everyone, are you trying to slander me for harming His Highness the Seventh Highness? It was originally a discussion between Brother Meng and me, and His Highness Seventh took the initiative."

"You... hurt His Highness the Seventh Prince, it's not good, it's a death penalty!"

The servant roared ferociously, but he didn't dare to attack Jiang Changsheng at all.

At this time, the Seventh Prince got up, came to the servant, slapped him directly, and hummed: "Your Highness, get out of here!"

The servant was so frightened that he couldn't be arrogant anymore.

The Seventh Prince wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, cupped his hands and said to Jiang Changsheng: "The Daoist Changsheng is really powerful, with such skill, I am afraid that few people in today's martial arts world can beat him. My Highness is convinced that I won't let anyone come here again." Excuse me, I also hope that the Taoist priest will not hold grudges against my highness, but my highness really wants to make friends with the Taoist priest."

Jiang Changsheng smiled lightly: "It's just a martial arts competition. If His Highness wants to come to offer incense, Longqi Temple will always welcome you."

The Seventh Prince smiled, then turned and left.

Meng Qiuhe got up, gave Jiang Changsheng a complicated look, and then went down the mountain, followed by other servants.

Disciples and pilgrims gathered around and cheered for Jiang Changsheng. Jiang Changsheng didn't make a move just now, but he showed the demeanor of a master and Taoist priest, and he was able to easily repel the powerful enemy.

Jiang Changsheng actually guessed that the other party was the prince, because this kid's true energy was very similar to that of Jiang Yuan, not even Jiang Yu and the second prince had such true energy.

True dragon spirit!

Jiang Changsheng greeted the people around him and then left, while Bailong stayed where he was, enjoying the love and affection of the pilgrims.

Back in the courtyard, a line of words appeared before Jiang Changsheng's eyes:

[In the 22nd year of Kaiyuan, the Seventh Prince brought Meng Qiuhe to attack. You successfully repelled them, survived a disaster, and obtained the reward for survival—the spiritual object 'Earth Spirit Tree']

spirit?

This is the first time I've seen it.

Jiang Changsheng thought silently, and then went back to the house to accept the memory about the Earth Spirit Tree.

The earth spirit tree is a kind of tree species that breeds spiritual energy. After being bred into an adult, it can give birth to wisdom and even defend the territory. This is a very good tree species.

Jiang Changsheng took it out, it was only in seed state at present, he followed him out of the house, and buried it in the middle of the courtyard.

Hua Jianxin walked out of the house and asked curiously, "What is this?"

Jiang Changsheng smiled and said: "Walking on the road just now, a seed suddenly fell from the sky, maybe it was a gift from the gods, try it and see if you can plant a big tree in the sky."

Hua Jianxin was silent.

She was used to Jiang Changsheng's nagging, and she really wanted to ask when she was going to have a son.

She has been waiting since Jiang Changsheng said it last year, but after waiting for a year, there was no news, and she wondered if she was dreaming.

After Jiang Changsheng buried the seeds, he left with a sentence: "Water it when you have time."

Watching Jiang Changsheng enter the house, Hua Jianxin froze for a while, then stomped her feet lightly, although she was very resentful, she still went to the water tank to scoop water honestly.

The Seventh Prince's interruption did not make Jiang Changsheng worry, but looked forward to it.

There can be more small troubles like this, and help to collect survival rewards.

As long as the unknown Mahayana Dragon Tower doesn't make a move, it's easy to say.

When dealing with the Seventh Prince just now, Jiang Changsheng had deliberately controlled his spiritual power, so he used a little bit of force, to the extent of one percent, for fear of shocking these two guys to death.

The news that the Seventh Prince brought the champion of martial arts to challenge the Daoist Changsheng spread quickly in the capital, adding bricks to the reputation of the Daoist Changsheng.

In the imperial palace, in the imperial garden, a group of princes gathered.

"Hahaha, seventh brother, you dare to challenge Daoist Changsheng. You don't believe in evil. Didn't I tell you the ending of the old fairy Huanyang?"

The second prince Jiang Ming laughed and said, the seventh prince stood behind Jiang Qian and watched him play chess with other brothers, facing Jiang Ming's irony, he was indifferent.

A prince stood up and said with a smile: "Seventh brother is young and energetic, so I can understand. After all, Taoist priests of longevity are Taoist priests favored by father and emperor. How can they not be martial arts?"

The other princes followed suit, comforting the seventh prince and giving him a step up.

Jiang Ming pursed his lips, feeling bored, so he didn't say any more.

He asked Jiang Gan, "Where is the fourth brother?"

Jiang Gan said, "Let's pester Zong Tianwu to practice martial arts."

Since being taught by Zong Tianwu, Jiang Yu has been pestering Zong Tianwu to practice martial arts, and he didn't even go to Jiang Changsheng.

In his opinion, Zong Tianwu is stronger. After all, Jiang Changsheng is just a Taoist priest, and Zong Tianwu is the supreme martial artist, a myth in the hearts of martial arts people.

Jiang Ming joked: "Brother, your fourth brother is not easy. After you come back, you will go around to win over military power."

Jiang Gan didn't say a word, he concentrated on playing chess, and the other princes pretended not to hear.

Recently, the crown prince, the second prince, and the fourth prince are fighting openly and secretly. They are all wooing the court Chinese and military.

Although Dajing has won many battles and victories, Guhan has a vast territory and travels long distances. Dajing's soldiers are very difficult and cannot attack the capital of Guhan.

The Seventh Prince suddenly said: "Speaking of which, what does Emperor Father mean? Why don't you let eldest brother live in the East Palace?"

The East Palace is the place where the crown prince lives. As a crown prince, if he doesn't live in the East Palace for a day, his position will be unstable.

The princes all looked at Jiang Gan, Jiang Gan didn't change his face, and said: "Father is still in his prime, why should we think about these things?"

Yes.

Father still wants to live forever.

The princes shook their heads and laughed.

Jiang Ming suddenly asked: "Seventh brother, do you know any masters in the Mahayana Dragon Tower? Is there anyone stronger than Zong Tianwu?"

The Seventh Prince turned his head and said: "Of course there is. The Mahayana Dragon Tower is the pillar of the Dajing Dynasty. The royal family's secrets are just too low-key. Otherwise, how can Zong Tianwu be allowed to be the supreme martial artist?"

Jiang Ming's eyes lit up, and he immediately leaned forward, stopped the Seventh Prince's shoulder, and pulled him aside.

The other princes didn't bother, either they didn't have ambitions, or they didn't dare to reveal them.

The crown prince, the second prince, and the fourth prince are fighting for power, and the seventh prince who is most favored by the emperor, in front of the four, the other princes seem to have a very low sense of existence.

...

Spring goes and autumn comes, and it's another year of good autumn.

In the twenty-three years of Kaiyuan, Jiang Changsheng was busy practicing, and his cultivation was steadily increasing, but he was far away from the sixth level of Taoist natural skills, and Hua Jianxin had not stepped into the realm of reaching the sky, and he was still close to the door.

"Hey, now that the second prince and the prince are fighting so much that they dare to scold each other in court, it's really presumptuous. His majesty doesn't even care about teaching the second prince. I think he's starting to be stupid again..."

Chen Li was pouring bitter water on Jiang Changsheng, still presumptuous and bold.