Although Jiang Yu had the will to restore Chu, he did not dare to act rashly. After all, the emperor had not yet passed away and the court officials were not fully committed.

He was not in a hurry, and Jiang Changsheng was not in a hurry. Only by focusing on cultivation was the right way.

Spring goes and autumn comes.

In the 37th year of Kaiyuan, the war between Dajing Dynasty and Gu Khan continued, but the war changed from a major war to a local minor war, and both sides were exhausted and wanted to take the opportunity to rest.

Inside the courtyard.

Nine-year-old Arakawa is competing with Wanli. He stepped on the Jiuxu Tianlong step and shot it out with one palm. The true energy turned into thin needles and rushed to Wanli.

Yuqing Juema acupuncture!

Wanli waved his sleeves and scattered all the needles of true qi.

Arakawa bullied himself up, all of whom were the legs of the god shadow, and he kicked Wanli's chest and knocked him back.

Applause came from beside him. Xu Tianji stood at the gate of the courtyard, carrying a shoulder pole, and exclaimed: "Arakawa, you are really a martial arts genius. Even my self-sigh is not as good as my self-sigh. I am willing to give way to you if I go down the mountain to become the leader of the Guiyuanshen Sect in the future."

Arakawa stopped, gasped, ignoring Xu Tianji, and said to Wanli, "No more."

He was helpless. His true energy was too little. After using a set of martial arts one after another, his true energy was lacking, and his physical strength was emptied. If he continued to fight, he would lose.

Wangchen sighed while sweeping the floor: "You are still young, why are you in a hurry?"

Arakawa gritted his teeth and said, "I want to send my grandfather the last journey. He said that I must not go down the mountain to find him until I reach the sky."

Wangchen was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and continued to sweep the floor.

"It's my turn, it's my turn...hehe..."

Ping'an suddenly jumped over from the side and said excitedly to Wanli.

Wanli's smile suddenly froze. Before he could react, Ping'an rushed over and had to take action. Every move he took was in great pain.

Ping An's martial arts skills are very poor and he can't compare with Jiang Ziyu and Arakawa at all. However, this guy's strength is really strong and his reaction speed is extremely exaggerated. He only has one feeling when fighting him.

pain!

Under the Earth Spirit Tree, Jiang Changsheng looked at them quietly.

"It seems that qualifications are indeed very important. Arakawa and Heian can independently absorb the spiritual energy emitted by the Earth Spirit Tree. Their strength has grown very fast, and no one else can do it."

Jiang Changsheng silently thought that after so many years of cultivation, the Earth Spirit Tree can already generate spiritual energy. In addition to Jiang Changsheng's ability to absorb spiritual energy and practice, peace and Arakawa can also be. Although the speed is far less than Jiang Changsheng, they can do it, and it is unconscious.

Most martial artists practice martial arts by using their physical body to generate true energy, not by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Since they are safe and Arakawa can do it, it means that there are other martial artists who can do it, but such people are one in a million.

Although martial artists can absorb spiritual energy, the way of cultivation is different. Jiang Changsheng still feels that the way of cultivation is stronger and more profound.

At this moment, Mingyue ran into the courtyard.

"Tao Master, someone is here to challenge you again. The other party calls himself Taishi Qiujian. I heard from Senior Brother Qingku that Taishi Qiujian is a legendary figure in the martial arts world."

Mingyue said anxiously, when Xu Tianji heard the name Taishi Qiujian.

Xu Tianji murmured: "This old guy has also emerged, it's so interesting..."

Jiang Changsheng had already felt the true energy of Taishi Qiujian, which was similar to Xu Tianji, but he had a sharp aura on his body.

Sword Intention!

With this sword intent, Xu Tianji is probably not his opponent.

Jiang Changsheng stood up and showed a faint smile.

Survival rewards are here!

In the past two years, there have been occasional challenges from experts from the martial arts world, but it is difficult to cause survival rewards if they are too weak.

After waiting for two years, a real master finally came!

Jiang Changsheng was full of expectations. When passing by Xu Tianji, Xu Tianji couldn't help but remind: "Master Taoist, Taishi Qiu Jian is not a native of Dajing, but from other dynasties, but forty years ago, during the war, he defeated all the swordsmen in the Chu Dynasty and left behind the legend of swordsmanship. You have to be careful. Such an immortal guy has unimaginable skills, and swordsmen can often exert more powerful than the realm of true qi."

Other dynasties?

Jiang Changsheng nodded slightly, then walked out of the courtyard. Others became interested and followed one after another. Wanli took the opportunity to escape, but no one fought with Ping'an. Ping'an was so angry that he paused and quickly followed.

In front of Longqiguan Mountain Gate, a large number of disciples gathered here, and a few pilgrims mixed in.

There was a figure standing on the steps in front of the mountain gate. This was an old man wearing a straw raincoat, holding a rusty bronze sword with his hands. Behind him was the blue sky, and the breeze blew his strawcoat.

Taishi Qiujian, with white hair and slightly messy face, his wrinkled eyes seemed to be unable to open. Even so, a powerful aura emanated from his body, which made people dare not look down on him.

"Taishi Qiujian, have you heard of this name?"

"I have heard that I have followed Senior Brother Qingku and walked around the world before. I have seen the record of Taishi Qiu Jian in Jian Pavilion. I have been rampant for twenty years and have never been defeated. I have defeated 1,327 swords. That is the handwriting left forty years ago..."

"I was invincible forty years ago?"

"I heard that some warriors become more and more demonic as they grow older."

"This world is really hidden and creeping tigers, but it must be no match for our Taoist priest. Our Taoist priest is a martial arts myth now. Zong Tianwu, Xu Tianji, and Jusong Lake monk have not won such a title."

The disciples were talking a lot. Although they were amazed at the name of Taishi seeking swords, they still trust Jiang Changsheng.

"The Taoist priest is here!"

Someone shouted loudly, and the disciples immediately gave in.

Taishi Qiujian slowly opened his eyes, his turbid eyes were speechless, but when Jiang Changsheng walked into his vision, his pupils burst out with cold light.

Jiang Changsheng walked forward and confronted Taishi Qiujian alone.

Taishi Qiujian said, "I hope my last battle will be here, and I will die under the Taihang Sword, and I will be worthy of the reputation of the top ten famous swords."

Jiang Changsheng said: "I am not a swordsman, but if you want to die here, it's not impossible."

Taishi Qiujian narrowed his eyes and began to hold the hilt of the sword with his right hand.

The disciples of Longqi Temple were all excited when they heard Jiang Changsheng's words. Their Taoist priests were usually gentle, but once they faced the enemy, they would only be more domineering, at least they would not lose their aura.

Xu Tianji looked at Taishi Qiujian sympathetically. He believed that Jiang Changsheng would kill people and did not have the righteousness and compassion of Taoist priests at all.

Taishi Qiu Jian held the sword in one hand and said coldly: "Friends, you are very confident, just like me back then. However, although I begged for death, no one can satisfy me when I walked a hundred thousand miles apart."

He raised the bronze sword and pointed the sword at Jiang Changsheng. In an instant, a strong aura burst out, making everyone feel palpitations.

The wind between heaven and earth came to an abrupt end!

In the distance, in the royal palace, Jiang Yu, who was handling the memorial, raised his head and frowned and looked out the window.

"Who is the master from this sword intent?"

Jiang Yu asked, and a female voice came from outside: "Sword Madman, Taishi asked for swordsmanship."

Taishi seeks sword?

Jiang Yu frowned and said, "I have seen his sword edge in the Dragon Tower. Has he not dead yet?"

The female voice rang out: "In recent years, Taishi asked for swordsmanship from Taicang, hoping to die all the way, but he has not died. Instead, he killed many powerful swordsmen. His strength is unfathomable. His goal this time is the martial arts myth of Dajing today."

Jiang Yu snorted, withdrew his gaze and continued to process the memorial.

...

Jiang Changsheng held the hilt of the Taihang Sword in his left hand and the whisk in his right hand, and chuckled softly: "The sword intent is very strong. The swordsman I have seen in my life should be the strongest. I will do my best to respect the strongest."

He could feel that Taishi Qiu Jian had only a trace of vitality, and it was completely a force to support him. God knew how this guy had forced him through it.

Taishi Qiu Jian suddenly let go, and the bronze sword was hanging in the air, and a strand of energy visible to the naked eye overflowed from his body, surrounding the sword blade.

"This sword is called Jinghong!"

After the Taishi Qiujian finished speaking, the bronze sword suddenly shot out. Everyone heard a harsh roar. The sword light flashed and the bronze sword came. Standing behind Jiang Changsheng, they could all feel the aura of death, and even Xu Tianji was moved!

boom!

The bronze sword hit Jiang Changsheng, but was blocked by an invisible air cover. The strong wind blew the disciples behind him and subconsciously covered their faces with their arms.

The bronze sword suddenly bounced away and then rushed towards Taishi Qiujian at a faster speed.

Pooh!

Taishi Qiujian's chest was pierced, blood was sprinkled, and the bronze sword drew an arc in the air and flew back, jumped over his head, and inserted it on the stone steps in front of him, and the sword blade trembled.

Taishi Qiujian widened his eyes, without fear in his eyes, but rather a strong surprise.

"I... finally saw a faster sword..."

Taishi Qiujian murmured to himself, a smile appeared on his face, and with a thump, he half-kneeled down, holding the hilt of the sword in both hands, lowered his head and sprayed blood, and after coughing a few times, he stopped moving.

The others came to their senses and looked at Taishi Qiujian in disbelief.

How terrifying is the momentum of Taishi Qiujian? He died like this?

Xu Tianji swallowed his saliva and thought to himself that he must not offend Jiang Changsheng in the future.

Arakawa looked at Jiang Changsheng admiringly. Is this the strength of martial arts myth?

Although he didn't see clearly how Jiang Changsheng took action, he felt the strength of Taishi Qiujian before very clearly. Such a powerful person was instantly killed by his master!

Jiang Changsheng turned around and said, "A piece of land was opened halfway up the mountain to erect a monument for Taishi's sword. From then on, any martial arts master who came to challenge and died can erect a monument."

Meng Qiushuang swallowed and nodded quickly.
To be continued...