The demon wants to open a Taoist temple?

Jiang Changsheng's eyes turned cold. He felt someone pushing him from behind, and he immediately followed Qing Ku.

At the same time, disciples from the two sides were confronting each other under the mountain gate.

Taoist Master Qingxu, Meng Qiu Shuang and a group of disciples were standing in front of the small bridge. There was also a group of Taoist priests outside the mountain gate. The leader was a middle-aged Taoist priest with a thin body and a cunning face. His right hand was behind his waist and his left hand held a

He had a goatee and stared arrogantly at the Taoist priests at Longqi Temple.

This middle-aged Taoist priest is the demon Taoist who is favored by the emperor. He calls himself Huanyang Lao Xian and has more than ten disciples, most of whom are the children of powerful people from the capital.

There was a young man beside him, who looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old. He was dressed in purple and exquisitely dressed, with a beaded jade crown on his head. He had a handsome face, and he could tell at a glance that he was of extraordinary origin.

Taoist Master Qingxu said expressionlessly: "Fellow Taoist, do you really want to force Long Qiguan to death?"

Behind him were four disciples who were being supported by other disciples. These four disciples all had injuries on their bodies and stared at the middle-aged Taoist priest in shock and anger.

Old Immortal Huanyang said with a smile: "Why are you forced to death? Fellow Taoist Qingxu, please get out of this mountain. The disciples under your command are all too weak. I suspect that fellow Taoist has not taught them seriously and has not taught them martial arts."

Heart, why do you need to occupy the top of the mountain?"

As soon as this statement came out, his disciples started shouting out words one after another, each one making them more irritating than the other.

"Long Qiguan should have been removed a long time ago, but His Majesty just missed the old relationship."

"Yes, Long Qiguan has not made any contribution to the court. Even the newly appointed Wu Zhuangyuan has turned his back on Long Qiguan."

"I see, they are all a bunch of drunkards and have no ability at all. Even His Majesty rarely comes here. It is better for our master to give up and let the real immortal master preach."

"According to the rules of the martial arts world, if you are defeated by us, you should give up, unless Long Qiguan is no longer a martial arts sect."

"It's not that His Majesty broke his promise, it's just that Long Qiguan is too useless and should give way."

Faced with the clamor, Long Qiguan's disciples became angry and retorted, and the two sides began to argue.

Old Immortal Huanyang raised his hand, and the disciples behind him immediately shut up.

Seeing this, Meng Qiu Shuang asked the junior brothers and sisters to stop, and if he continued to scold, it would insult Long Qiguan's image.

Old Immortal Huanyang said with a smile: "Do you want to take action, fellow Taoist? If you can defeat Pindao, Pindao will come down the mountain immediately. But if fellow Taoist loses, it's the rules of the world, so stay away."

Taoist Priest Qingxu sighed and was about to speak when a voice came.

"I wonder what to do if someone dies during the sparring session?"

The disciples turned their heads and looked around. When they saw the person coming, they all became excited and excited. Senior Sister Meng Qiu Shuang also smiled.

Jiang Changsheng strolled over. Behind him, the bitter green fox pretended to be a tiger, glaring at the old immortal Huanyang.

Old Immortal Huanyang stared at Jiang Changsheng and asked with a smile: "But the immortal Taoist priest who killed the Ghost Eye Evil King at the age of fourteen? His murderous intent is really strong."

The boy in purple looked at Jiang Changsheng with a joking expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jiang Changsheng placed his right hand on the hilt of the Taihang Sword, and held the Qilin Whisk at an angle in his left hand. He chuckled and said, "The rules of the rivers and lakes, martial arts competition, life and death are determined by fate, isn't it?"

Huanyang Laoxian's true energy is only slightly stronger than that of Ghost Eye Evil King. If these two people fight to the death, Ghost Eye Evil King may not lose.

However, since Taoist Priest Qingxu was poisoned, his true energy has been dissipating, and he is no longer a match for Old Immortal Huanyang.

Old Immortal Huanyang couldn't see through Jiang Changsheng's strength. He even thought that Jiang Changsheng was an ordinary person, but his record of killing the Evil King of Ghost Eyes was there.

Just when Huanyang Laoxian was hesitating, his disciples began to encourage him. These disciples were all dandy boys. They worshiped him as their teacher. In addition to blind worship, some of them were arranged by their elders in the family, so they didn't care about his life or death at all.

Jiang Changsheng stared at Old Immortal Huanyang jokingly, not in a hurry at all.

Now it is the turn of Huanyang Lao Xian to ride on the tiger.

Huanyang Laoxian seemed to be unruly and arrogant, but in fact he was very cautious, otherwise he would not have become a popular person in front of the emperor.

"If you don't dare, then get out!"

Qing Ku couldn't help but yelled and cursed, and the other disciples mocked him.

They had full confidence in Jiang Changsheng. After all, they had witnessed the arrogant Ghost-Eyed Evil King being kicked to death by Jiang Changsheng, and they still remembered it vividly.

Old Immortal Huanyang showed a smile and said: "How can we talk about life and death in this important place in the capital? If the poor Taoist kills fellow Taoist, it will not be easy to deal with. That's all. Come back next time."

After saying that, he raised his hand and prepared to tell the disciples to evacuate.

Jiang Changsheng released his sword hilt with his right hand and sneered: "How could you come to Longqi Temple just when you want?"

As soon as the voice fell, the Taihang Sword was suddenly unsheathed, and the sword light flashed, causing everyone to subconsciously close their eyes. The same thing happened to Huanyang Laoxian. He then felt the sting and opened his eyes in fear.

The others only heard the sound of the sword penetrating flesh. When they opened their eyes, they saw Huanyang Laoxian half-kneeling on the ground. Jiang Changsheng still stood there, as if he had not made any move, but the Taihang Sword on his waist was missing.

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The Longqiguan disciples were all dumbfounded and looked in disbelief. Even Taoist Master Qingxu was moved.

The sound of breaking through the air came as the Taihang Sword passed over the head of Old Immortal Huanyang, cut off a strand of long hair, and flew autonomously into the scabbard on Jiang Changsheng's waist.

The dragon rises to observe the silence!

Everyone was stunned, even the young man in purple was moved, looking at Jiang Changsheng blankly.

What kind of martial arts is this?

Old Immortal Huanyang stared at Jiang Changsheng with wide eyes, bloodshot eyes, and a large amount of cold sweat on his forehead. Just now he felt the breath of death. This feeling reminded him of the troubled times before the founding of the Jing Dynasty, when there once was a thief

Jiang wanted to behead him. At that time, the blade was not far from the back of his neck, and the chill was exactly the same as now.

Jiang Changsheng said expressionlessly: "Don't get involved in this in the future."

The Taihang Sword pierced Old Immortal Huanyang's shoulder and severed part of his meridians, causing his true energy to collapse and it would be difficult to recover within a year and a half.

Old Immortal Huanyang gritted his teeth and said, "Help me go!"

Facing the terrifying Jiang Jueshi, he didn't even dare to say a harsh word.

The disciples hurriedly helped him down the mountain. They were all extremely embarrassed and frightened to death by Jiang Changsheng's sword control skills.

Jiang Changsheng glanced at the purple-clothed young man. There were four guards behind him. When he saw his identity, it was not easy. His sharp gaze woke him up.

"Be brave and don't be rude to His Highness!"

A guard shouted angrily, but his voice was trembling.

Jiang Changsheng's sword-wielding skills shattered his cognition.

Can martial arts still be like this?

When Jiang Changsheng heard this, he clasped his fists towards the purple-clothed boy and said, "Your Highness, do you want to be a guest?"

The prince who fights for power with the fake prince.

Jiang Changsheng heard from the fourth prince Jiang Yu that the second prince Jiang Ming was half a year younger than the prince, and his mother was the sister of Hong Lie, the most powerful general in Da Jing. After Cao Hubao's rebellion, Hong Lie became the chief general of the three armies, with a status comparable to that of the second rank.

An important minister can even be said to be inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people.

Hong Lie naturally supports the second prince, so the second prince's faction is also very powerful, not weaker than the prince at all. It is not certain who will take the throne in the future.

Jiang Ming stared at Jiang Changsheng with burning eyes and said: "Taoist Changsheng is really powerful. The swordsmanship just now was really... miraculous. Although His Highness has never been in the world, he can still see how powerful Taoist Changsheng is. His Highness wants to

I invite Taoist Priest Changsheng to be my guest. I will fight for an official position for you in the future and enjoy a great salary. As long as I am here, I will ensure that Taoist Priest Changsheng has no worries in this life. Whatever you want, I will do my best to satisfy you."

As soon as these words came out, the disciples of Long Qiguan all looked at Jiang Changsheng with envy.

A fourth prince had already come to be his disciple before, and now the second prince has also come.

The fourth prince cannot be compared with the second prince!

Jiang Changsheng smiled and said: "Thank you for your compliments, Your Highness. Changsheng just wants to enlighten the Tao in this contemplation. My biggest pursuit is my Taoist name. Worldly glory and wealth have nothing to do with me."

Jiang Ming stepped forward, held Jiang Changsheng's hand enthusiastically, and began to say all kinds of beautiful words. His words sounded like flattery at first glance, but because of his different status, the effect of his words was different.

Jiang Changsheng's polite response did not directly hurt the Second Prince's face.

Last year's number one scholar, Wen, has joined Jiang Ming. Jiang Ming has many civil servants and generals under his command, but he lacks masters like Jiang Changsheng.

No matter what he said, Jiang Changsheng declined politely. Jiang Ming regretted it, but was not angry. Instead, he ordered his subordinates: "From today on, the Changsheng Taoist Priest of Longqiguan is a friend of His Highness. Go back and tell Huanyang."

Old Immortal, please don’t cause trouble again, and tell the entire capital that anyone who dares to provoke Taoist Changsheng will not give face to this Highness.”

"yes!"

The four guards immediately responded.

Jiang Ming smiled at Jiang Changsheng, then turned and left.

After the five people left, the disciples of Long Qiguan immediately gathered around, and they were all extremely excited.

Taoist Master Qingxu didn't say anything more, turned around and left.

Meng Qiu Shuang walked up to Jiang Changsheng and said: "Junior Brother Changsheng, you saved the Taoist temple again."

Jiang Changsheng smiled and said: "What did Senior Sister say? I am also a member of Long Qiguan. Compared with Senior Sister's daily busyness, I am nothing."

Meng Qiu Shuang showed an approving smile, and she was filled with emotion. The child she was back then was now able to stand up and watch. Time flies so fast.

After dealing with his fellow disciples, Jiang Changsheng quickly returned to his house.

[In the seventeenth year of Kaiyuan, the demon Huanyang Old Immortal invaded. You repelled it, you survived the disaster, and you received the survival reward—the spell ‘Phantom God Pupil’]

Jiang Changsheng looked at the prompt in front of him and felt happy.
To be continued...