MTL - I Just Became An Immortal, My Descendants Beg Me To Come Out of the Mountain-Chapter 1 Long Luofanchen, the murderer is you
[In the first year of Kaiyuan, your father Jiang Yuan established the country, and the country was named Jing. Born in the same year, you were made a prince, but you were kidnapped by a traitor, but fortunately rescued by an expert, you escaped the catastrophe, and you got a survival reward - Xiuxian Gongfa 'Tao Fa Natural Gong']
[In the second year of Kaiyuan, you were taken to Longqiguan by the master Qingxu Daoist, and you encountered a senior brother practicing martial arts, and was almost killed. Fortunately, the second senior brother saved you and escaped the disaster. You get a survival reward - martial arts' **** shadow leg ']
[In the fourth year of Kaiyuan, the capital ushered in an earthquake, and the Longqi Temple collapsed. You were almost killed by the beams of the roof. Fortunately, your senior brother saved you and escaped the disaster.
[In the fifth year of Kaiyuan, the sky was cold, and the flu ravaged the capital. Unfortunately, you contracted a disease. Fortunately, the third sister collected herbs to heal, and you escaped the disaster.
[In the sixth year of Kaiyuan, the founding general Cao Hubao was suppressed and hid in Longqiguan, and was caught by you. Cao Hubao shot at you, but fortunately, the master rescued and escaped, and you got a survival reward - the magic weapon 'Kirin whisk' 】
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In the early morning, the first rays of sunlight cut through the green hills, driving out the darkness, and shining on the top floor of a loft, an ancient bronze bell hung in the air, and a young Taoist priest was in a daze.
It was the twelve-year-old Jiang Changsheng. Before ringing the bell every morning, he would review the experience of the first half of his life to strengthen himself.
Practicing martial arts overnight made him sleepy. Fortunately, his duty was very simple, that is, to ring the bell on time every day, reminding the Taoist temple to get up and recite the Taoist scriptures. Since he took over this task at the age of six, he has not encountered any hardships, and his days have changed. He is free, but relying on the exercises, martial arts, and medical skills he has acquired, his life will not be boring.
Jiang Changsheng's survival system came from his previous life. In his previous life, he was a game developer. He developed a game. The gimmick was "if you can live forever, how long can you live in the world of immortals".
The player's lifespan is unlimited, but they will be killed, and they will encounter all kinds of hardships and temptations on the way of cultivation. Jiang Changsheng has tried it himself, and he can live for more than 10,000 years at most, which is very challenging.
This game is not a simple choice game, it requires practical operation and exploration. Even if you keep hiding in one place, you may encounter natural disasters. All in all, in a word, life is unpredictable.
The game became popular in a short time after it was put on the shelves. Jiang Changsheng, who stayed up all night for a long time, died suddenly in front of the computer because he was too excited to see the data in the background, and then reincarnated in this life.
In this life, he can't guarantee whether he is really immortal. It will take decades to know. Before that, he has to rely on the survival reward to become stronger and strong enough to face the catastrophe of life.
Daoist’s natural skills are stuck on the second level, but he has fully mastered the legs of the gods and the nine-hunting dragon steps. , cannot be used, this treasure is kept in the depths of his mind, when he cultivates to the fourth level of Dao Fa natural skills, he can master the spiritual power. Now he only has true qi in his body, and true qi can make martial arts more powerful. can.
The sun shone on his body, Jiang Changsheng yawned, grabbed the wooden stake hanging beside him with both hands, and began to ring the bell.
thump—
The sound of the bell echoes in the mountains for a long time, as if it is urging the flow of the years, and with the green mountains and green waters between the heaven and the earth, it highlights the quiet and pleasant atmosphere of the years.
Knock once, stop for five breaths, and knock ten times in a row, before Jiang Changsheng let go.
"Today's fishing life has begun again."
Jiang Changsheng hummed a little tune and started going downstairs. He was wearing a gray-blue Taoist robe. The sun shone on the bottom of his clothes and fluttered in the wind. There was no fairy tale.
As soon as he came downstairs, a fifteen or six-year-old Taoist priest ran over, stopped in front of him, gasping for breath, sweating profusely, he said in a hurry: "Junior Brother Changsheng, something is bad... Last night, a guest died in the temple, Master I pass you to the Mingxin Hall..."
dead?
Jiang Changsheng frowned. He knew that a court official came to visit recently, but he didn't expect to die. Judging from the posture of this senior brother, the identity of the deceased was not low.
He is used to practicing martial arts quietly every night, and Long Qiguan is not too small. He really didn't notice anything unusual last night.
He didn't think much about it, and followed his senior brother to the Mingxin Hall.
"Junior Brother Changsheng, you don't know that the champion is too powerful. The time of death, the cause of death, and the activities of the deceased before death can be calculated from the corpse alone..."
"The deceased was an official of the Ministry of Officials. It is said that the power is not small. Someone dared to assassinate an official in the capital. Tsk tsk, this is outrageous..."
Hearing his brother's words, Jiang Changsheng almost rolled his eyes.
Is this outrageous?
I am the first prince of the Jing Dynasty, and his mother's has been transferred. The most important thing is that it was not discovered. The fake goods are still sitting on the throne of the prince, and their name is spread all over the world.
Has my experience been outrageous?
Jiang Changsheng sighed in his heart.
This is a different world similar to ancient China. Jiang Changsheng can hear the voices outside in his mother's womb. This world still speaks Chinese. He was very excited to learn that he was born in the royal family. Moreover, it was still in the early days of the founding of the country. His mother said that when he was conceived as the crown prince, he felt that he was about to reach the peak of his life.
His mother and his father were married and married. They accompanied the father to rise from the wild, went through hardships, fought all over the world, and established a new dynasty. Under this background, as long as he ascended the throne, he should have a happy life.
It's a pity that the heaven does not fulfill the wishes of the people, and the sinners are hateful!
The past is over, Jiang Changsheng no longer thinks about it, his name Changsheng is enough to show his current ambition.
After half a column of incense, Jiang Changsheng followed his senior brother to the front of the Mingxin Hall. The Mingxin Hall was not too big. The disciples gathered in the courtyard. Hundreds of people surrounded the place, and there were servants of the guests waiting at the door of the hall. , there are twenty or thirty people.
Seeing Jiang Changsheng coming, the disciples cast their gazes one after another. Although he is very low-key in the Longqi Guan, his handsome appearance is not low.
"Junior brother, come in, Master is looking for you."
A female disciple said, Longqiguan is not a traditional Taoist sect, it is more like a Jianghu sect, with men and women.
Jiang Changsheng nodded and walked into the hall.
At a glance, he saw the corpse lying on the ground covered with a white cloth. On the right stood the Taoist priest Qingxu and the three eldest disciples. On the left were the six guests who were guests of Longqiguan. Standing at the front was a scholar. The man dressed up is also the champion, Chen Li, whom Jiang Changsheng heard on the road.
As soon as he entered the hall, Chen Li looked at him.
Jiang Changsheng came to the Daoist Master Qingxu, bent down and saluted, and said, "Master."
Daoist Qingxu is the one who saved him when he was a child. He has always respected him very much. Don't see that Daoist Xu is serious in appearance, but there are not many rules in the Guan Guan. The whole Guan Guan is his apprentice, and there is no generational difference between the disciples. Bad, get along very well.
Qingxu Daochang held a whisk in his hand, with white hair and immortal style, he nodded slightly and said, "Changsheng, tell Shizhu Chen where you went last night?"
Jiang Changsheng turned to look at Chen Li, and said, "I went to practice last night, and my junior brother and master know that I have this habit."
How could he hide for six years? He has been practicing martial arts since he was six years old. At the end of that year, he was bumped into by Daoist Qingxu. He only said that he had realized it. Anyway, when he first practiced, his moves were incoherent, and Daoist Qingxu didn't either. After thinking a lot, he also pointed out a few words. In the following years, the senior brother, the second senior brother, and the third senior sister also discovered this incident one after another, but they did not disclose the incident to other disciples and let him practice martial arts late at night.
In the eyes of ordinary disciples, Jiang Changsheng was just a low-key classmate.
In the eyes of the three major disciples, he is a martial arts genius who can create his own martial arts at a young age.
Senior Brother Li Chang created his own boxing technique when he was a teenager, and now he is still teaching it to younger disciples.
Chen Li asked, "Dare to ask where the little Daoist is practicing?"
Jiang Changsheng replied: "Before the Dao Bell Tower, I used to go upstairs to ring the bell after practicing, and then touch it during the day... to listen to the Dao Fa."
He was very natural, not nervous at all, anyway, people were not murdered, and he did not know the dead at all.
A middle-aged man next to Chen Li said, "I see the little brother's thin skin and tender flesh, his hands are smooth and calluses-free, he doesn't look like a martial artist, and I don't know what kind of kung fu the little brother is practicing?"
The tone was aggressive, and it was a bit harsh in Jiang Changsheng's ears.
Chen Li smiled and said: "Don't mind the little Daoist, we have been investigating for an hour, and everyone around me has proved their innocence. They are all ordinary people who don't understand martial arts. Guan, there may also be thieves who can easily become disciples of the noble Guan."
Easy?
Jiang Changsheng has never left the capital since he was a child, and he has never left the Taoist temple after entering the temple, so it is not clear to what extent the outside world's disguise technique has reached.
He replied, "I practice inner strength."
All disciples who have reached the age of six can choose their own names and learn the inner strength and mind method of Longqiguan. Jiang Changsheng pretends to learn, but in fact is cultivating immortal cultivation and Taoism.
If you can cultivate immortals, why cultivate martial arts?
The reason why he said internal strength is because his martial arts are all methods of legs and feet.
Chen Li asked with bright eyes: "It is rumored that Long Qiguan's sincerity is unparalleled in the martial arts. When His Majesty the Emperor Longwei was still weak, the Taoist Master Qingxu used Zhenzhen Jing as his husband to save His Majesty the Emperor in danger. If you move, your eyes will become extremely bright, like pearls in the dark night, the trail master has been practicing for several years, and it should have started, I wonder if you can show it?"
The second senior brother Meng Qiuhe said with a smile: "My junior brother is unparalleled in talent. Naturally, his internal strength has already started, and maybe he is still a small success. Longevity, show them."
Jiang Changsheng was embarrassed.
He didn't practice the True Heart Sutra at all~www.novelbuddy.com~ Who asked the Taoist Master Qingxu to not check the practice status of his disciples.
Is there really any special effect?
I do not know how?
Jiang Changsheng began to brainstorm.
Hearing Meng Qiuhe's words, the disciples outside the hall had a lot of discussion. To be praised by the second senior brother, could it be that Jiang Changsheng is really a martial arts prodigy?
Under everyone's eyes, Jiang Changsheng could only confess: "Sorry, I'm not practicing the True Heart Sutra. I like to create my own martial arts. Currently, internal skills are still being explored. As for martial arts..."
Chen Li interrupted: "You happen to practice footwork, right?"
Jiang Changsheng was stunned and looked at Chen Li in surprise.
Chen Li bent over and lifted the handle, only to see that the deceased was a man, young and strong, and there was a jade wrench on his fingers, indicating that it was not a robbery, but a vendetta.
Chen Li pulled his chest open, his sternum collapsed, and the injury was too long, as if someone had stepped on him heavily.
Is it such a coincidence?
Jiang Changsheng finally realized that he had suffered, after six years of calm, bad luck still came.
The deceased involved an official, and once he was caught out, Daoist Qingxu couldn't protect him, and the trouble would be big.
When Daoist Qingxu rescued him, those traitors had seen Daoist Qingxu's appearance, indicating that those people knew where he was staying.
During the period when Jiang Changsheng was kidnapped by the traitors, he also heard about their identities. There were all ministers of civil and military affairs, and even the founders of the Kai Dynasty were involved. This was a deep and earth-shattering conspiracy, and they must be waiting for Jiang Changsheng to leave the Taoist temple. .
The Taoist priest of Qingxu was rewarded by the emperor for saving the emperor Jiang Yuan before, so Longqiguan is the only martial arts sect in the capital.
"Little Daoist, why didn't you speak, could it be that you are the murderer?" Chen Li stared at Jiang Changsheng with a burning gaze.
