Jiang Changsheng put the golden scales and jade leaves into the giant spirit ring. He looked at Bai Qi, who was so scared that Bai Qi trembled.

It hurriedly came over and begged: "Taoist Master, I'm too tired, please clean again tomorrow."

It snows as much as it sweeps away, and God seems to be against it.

Jiang Changsheng nodded slightly, and Bai Qi felt relieved. He came to the medicine cauldron and lay down on his stomach. There was still charcoal burning under the medicine cauldron, which was enough for him to keep warm.

Jiang Changsheng turned to look at the capital.

The snow was particularly heavy this time, heavier than in previous years, and something was wrong.

I always feel like something is going to happen.

…

In the thirty-ninth year of Qianwu, after the New Year, heavy snow continued. It is said that more than thirty of the forty-nine states were experiencing heavy snowfall.

Inside the royal study.

While warming himself by the fire, Jiang Ziyu asked: "What's going on? Why is the snow so heavy? It shouldn't be like this when the economy is booming."

Han Tianji sat across from him, his hands also warming the fire. He frowned and said, "I have observed that the fortunes of the great prosperity are still on the rise. The problem is not with the great prosperity, but with the world."

"Oh? What does this mean?"

"Maybe it's not just Dajing that's snowing."

Hearing this, Jiang Ziyu frowned.

At this time, a guard in white entered the room and presented a secret letter.

Jiang Ziyu took it, opened it and took a look. He immediately brows with joy and cheered loudly.

Han Tianji asked curiously: "What makes His Majesty so happy?"

Jiang Ziyu handed the letter to Han Tianji, then looked at the guard in white and said, "Go to the Treasure Palace, pick up a box of underground flame jade, send it to Longqi Temple, and give it to Taozu."

The guard in white took the order and left.

Han Tianji's right hand trembled and he sighed: "It's that golden light again, which can kill the golden body from a distance of 80,000 miles. Daozu's methods are really unimaginable. This battle basically sealed the defeat of Dahuang, and then annexed Dahuang." Just a matter of time."

Jiang Ziyu smiled and said: "I hope this heavy snow will pass soon."

The two people's laughter echoed in the imperial study room.

However, the heavy snow did not make Jiang Ziyu realize his wish. More and more people in the capital fell ill, and even the prince Jiang Xiu fell ill.

This morning.

Jiang Changsheng came to Jiang Xiu's palace to heal his wounds. Jiang Ziyu and the queen stood beside him, watching nervously.

"It's just the cold. Just take care of yourself."

Jiang Changsheng said, making Jiang Ziyu and the Queen breathe a sigh of relief.

Jiang Ziyu gave the queen a look, and the queen immediately retreated with the maids. When the door was closed, Jiang Ziyu stepped forward and whispered: "Father, can you use some magical power to disperse the blizzard for the great scenery."

Jiang Changsheng turned to look at him with a slightly surprised expression.

You dare to make any fucking demands!

Why don't you let me go to heaven to help you catch the moon?

Jiang Ziyu felt guilty at the look in his eyes, and asked cautiously: "But is it too much?"

Jiang Changsheng said angrily: "Don't you think it's too much?"

Jiang Ziyu smiled awkwardly, gave a fake cough, and said, "I don't know how long this cold disaster will last. I hope the people can survive it."

Jiang Changsheng stopped his hand and said: "Since it is the number of days, then let nature take its course."

After saying that, he disappeared directly in the same place without opening the window or door. Jiang Ziyu was amazed to see him.

It's really awesome.

My father is so powerful, but I am so incompetent.

Jiang Ziyu felt sour in his heart, but thinking of Jiang Jian, his mood improved. At least that boy had inherited Jiang Changsheng's bloodline.

the other side.

Jiang Changsheng appeared under the tree. He sat down on the spot and asked in his heart:

"I want to know what caused this snow disaster?"

[90,000 incense points need to be consumed, do you want to continue?]

no!

So expensive?

Could this price be caused by the number one warrior in the mainland?

Jiang Changsheng frowned, but at present, the heavy snowfall was not aimed at Dajing. He had heard from pilgrims that other dynasties also had snow disasters.

…

Until May, the heavy snow finally subsided, the sun shone on the forty-nine states, the spring snow began to melt, and summer was about to usher in.

This blizzard that lasted for more than half a year caused immeasurable damage to Dajing. Countless people died in various states, most of the crops were destroyed, and even many official roads were blocked. It is said that the same was true in Donglin. Jiang Ziyu could not

Do not order the front line to return to defense.

He was afraid that the army would go deep into the wilderness alone, and the logistical troops would not be able to keep up, so they would be easily besieged. Moreover, Ping An would be seriously injured and would need time to recover from his injuries.

Ping An was already on his way back, and Jiang Ziyu ordered the god Yang Zhaodi to go guard the front line.

Not only the Great Scenery, but also various dynasties suffered heavy losses and were all trying to find ways to recover.

There are more and more pilgrims visiting Longqi Temple. After experiencing such a snow disaster, the people thought that God was angry, so they came to burn incense and ask God for forgiveness. In addition, there are immortals in Longqi Temple, and they may be able to get his blessings.

Jiangshan Sheji is not something Jiang Changsheng should worry about. As long as Long Qiguan has not suffered any serious injuries, the days in the courtyard will continue as usual.

This day.

Jiang Changsheng opened his eyes and his expression became intriguing.

At the same time, the west gate of the capital.

There was a huge crowd of people queuing up to enter the city. Among them, a scholar carrying a luggage followed an old man. He had a fair face and a dignified appearance. He looked around as he moved forward.

"Master, this capital city is different. It's so majestic. Just for this city wall, no city in the counties in Weizhou can compare with it."

The scholar said with emotion, the old man in front of him was wearing a green robe, with white hair tied behind his head, and holding a sword in his right hand.

The old man in green robe replied: "Dajing Jingcheng is indeed extraordinary."

He looked towards Longqi Mountain and Wufeng Mountain in the distance with cold eyes.

Half an hour passed before the master and apprentice successfully entered the city.

The scholar was very excited and asked: "Master, should we find a place to live first, or should we go directly to Longqi Temple?"

The old man in green robe said: "It's still early, so let's buy some food and go up to Longqi Temple."

"Okay, okay, I don't know if I can get a glimpse of Daozu's style."

As the master and apprentice talked, they came to a steamed bun shop and bought two cages of steamed buns. While eating, they walked towards Long Qiguan.

The scholar's cheeks were stuffed and he asked curiously: "Master, you haven't told me yet, why do you want to go up to the dragon to watch?"

The two only knew each other for three months. It was in the mountains covered with heavy snow that the scholar almost froze to death. He had always been very lucky and met the old man in green robe and escaped from disaster. Later, he accidentally discovered the old man in green robe's martial arts.

He was very strong, so he pestered him to become a disciple, worked hard, and finally succeeded in becoming a disciple.

"You don't want to challenge Daozu, right? It is said that only gods are qualified to challenge Daozu."

The scholar kept chattering without giving any reply to the old man in green robe.

The old man in green robe was used to his talkativeness and was not angry at all.

The two of them walked all the way to the North City Gate. After leaving the city, they went directly to Wufeng. Today, the North City Gate has become the exclusive passage to Wufeng. Merchants and ordinary people are not allowed to enter the city through the North City Gate unless they are viewing it from Longqi.

.

Stepping onto the steps of Wufeng, the mountain was still covered with snow that had not completely melted. The mountain path was full of people. When the scholar looked up, he could not see the end.

“It is worthy of being a holy land of great scenery, grand!”

The scholar praised him and ate another bun while talking.

The master and apprentice followed the long line of pilgrims up the mountain, and time passed by.

Two hours later, the two finally went up the mountain.

The scholar gasped for air and said: "Master, why not stay at Longqi Temple tonight? My disciple has enough money."

His family was well off, and even though he was robbed once on the road, he still hid banknotes in the soles of his boots.

The old man in green robe ignored the scholar's words, took out a secret book from his arms, and threw it to the scholar. Then, regardless of his shocked expression, he took two steps forward, stood in front of the mountain gate, and shouted loudly: "I'm Qingsongzi of the Sword Sect, don't you?"

I traveled tens of thousands of miles to challenge Daozu, and I am willing to enter the Heroes' Tomb after my death!"

When the scholar heard this, he was stunned.
To be continued...