Having just become a fairy god, my descendants may come out

Jiang Changsheng suddenly appeared, making everyone unprepared, and he behind the martial arts made his nerves tremble.

After he regained his spirits, Chen Xi asked emotionally: “Longevity, do you want to spread beans into soldiers?”

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone looked towards Jiang Changsheng, with a look of anticipation in their eyes.

They were on the same path, and the distance was too great, and they could only be deposited in Jiang Changsheng.

Spreading beans into powerful soldiers he had naturally heard of, directly bringing Qin Chao to the ice.

Isn’t it true that at the moment, facing the Nine Dynasties combined, there are also two factions of the Great Martial Sect, the Immortal Sect Master spreading the beans into a great army?

Jiang Changsheng shook his head and said, “Naturally, the enemy army is thousands of thousands, how can it be so much?”

Hearing this, the gods were disappointed.

“I brought the battlefield deputy.”

This sentence immediately gave way to the broken hall, the gods were moved, even the officials prostrated, most of them were old gods, they were the most obvious Jiang Changsheng.

Jiang Ziyu opened his mouth and said: “The chancellors are good at the ministries, reassure the continents, the battle is about to open, the Great Scene will not fall, it will only be stronger!”

“Break the tide!”

He knelt down and bowed to Jiang Ziyu.

Time a compress of incense later.

In the library.

Jiang Changsheng and Jiang Ziyu sat opposite drinking tea, Jiang Xiu stood there because they lit tea, he looked towards Jiang Changsheng whose eyes were filled with worship.

Today on the hall, he considered that the dynasty wanted to collapse, did not think of Jiang Changsheng who had just gone to battle, and did not dare to waver, this kind of face he also saw for the first time.

Jiang Changsheng asked, “Who is the closest to the battlefield?”

Jiang Ziyu understood what he meant, asked if Long Xuanyu was a disciple, and he replied: “Peace, Xu Tianji has already arrived, originally intended to release the enemy army, how can the subjects be alarmed, I can’t help but send people to keep Northern Zhou on the battlefield.”

Jiang Changsheng nodded, Peace, Xu Tianji on his body had him Samsara sealed, conveniently he clearly discerned the direction.

Jiang Ziyu looked at his father, during this time he had accumulated aura in his heart, instead fighting with expectation.

His father was his biggest mountain, he just didn’t want to follow his father’s will, he also had his own arrogance, now it was true that his father stood up in time, making him suddenly feel that he was not alone either.

Jiang Ziyu smiled and asked, “Master, how to fight?”

Jiang Changsheng glanced at him and said, “You are the emperor, how do you want to fight, how to fight, the master supports you.”

Hearing this, Jiang Ziyu smiled deeper, put down the cup of tea, and said quietly: “The other one immediately defeated, fought a battle that had never been fought before, and then his father dropped to the battlefield, supporting the Great Army!”

He turned into the other ardently, disparaging the emperor!

Jiang Changsheng smiled and nodded, then began to enjoy the tea.

It is impossible not to say, still in the palace tea is easy to drink.

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This little man was a little annoyed, and this good tea didn’t give him much.

Jiang Changsheng looked towards Jiang Xiu and asked, “Tu Nhi, who recently followed you to study the imperial court, will you try your best?”

Jiang Xiu hurriedly replied: “Master, you really try your best, you will do your best.”

Jiang Changsheng nodded, in his heart there was a little regret, that year Vong Chen in Jiang Xiu at this age, showed very bad power.

The descendants of the three began to gossip, it was difficult to get the three great tang, Jiang Changsheng was not bad, Jiang Ziyu was also full of feelings, he was probably the happiest emperor, he was in his age and had a father to protect, under the pillow of a young woman, he was still building up no work.

Jiang Ziyu glanced at Jiang Xiu, silently deciding on an event.

Find an opportunity, bring Jiang Changsheng to tell him his true identity.

Not!

Later, the crown prince must know this, eternally passed on, to be the Privy Councilor.

. . .

In July, the emperor of Xiazhong, the northern Zhou army gathered, The Great Jing people felt insecure, everyone was aware of the dynasty of life and death of the upcoming war.

Jiang Changsheng assisted Jiang Ziyu to stabilize his heart and then returned to continue his cultivation, waiting for August to come.

He believed that the two dynastic factions said that August was August, although they would soon attack The Great Scene, they would also need to face Jiang Changsheng, they would be like to fight, using absolute force to crush the Great Scene, take over thirteen continents!

Jiang Changsheng also willingly waited, giving the two dynastic factions more time, so that they could gather more people, so that their survival would be richer.

As the day passed, Long Khoi made fewer and fewer pilgrims, the whole city of spirits was shattered, the path was not prosperous, even many people in the south moved their houses.

Meng Thu Suong in this life his father also did not leave the Imperial City, still the same gave Meng Thu Suong every day to the mountain to practice martial arts, because she was Jiang Changsheng specially moved to the mountain, Ming Yue broke her tears, afraid that she would be easily killed.

Qingyue, Wan Li waited for the high disciple to also take turns teaching Qing Nhi.

If it was Qingyue who knew that Qingyu was Meng Shuyi, what would he think, disbelieving, still traumatic?

Jiang Changsheng had a little expectation in his heart, but this could not be said, to avoid taking him beyond the troublesome realm.

. . .

The distance of August was getting closer and closer, Northern Zhou battlefield had gathered a large number of thousands of troops, the two troops were ten miles apart, in the boundless vastness of the moor, they could see each other.

Northern Zhou in the great enterprise, the nine dynasties generals gathered here, the leader is not the nine dynasties general, but from The Martial Emperor, the name is Meng Huan, it is the real price God, he is wearing armor, like the same evil head sitting there, The temperament was clear compared to the general on the other hand.

Meng Huan closed his eyes and did the exercises, and opened his mouth and said, “Great Jing has gathered more or less troops?”

A general smiled and said, “It’s eighty lakh in front of you, basically not worth mentioning.”

On the other hand, the general who followed laughed, their strength was thousands of thousands, what was majestic, the Great Police eight and ten thousand great troops in front of them were not the ones who stopped the car.

“They’re still coming, did the Immortal Master leave them?”

“There is a possibility, The Great Emperor still wants to wait for us to kill to Tizhou, now turn the book, it is not that the Immortal Dao is unreliable, he is afraid of death, he can only risk his life once.”

“Maybe it’s not just that we’re nine dynasties, but the two great dynastic factions are coming, the stronger DaoIst Sect doesn’t dare to come to a.”

“Unfortunately, I’d like to see him spread the beans into magic.”

“Ha ha ha, guess it’s trying to make a mystery, some kind of martial arts, those Da Binh are all true qi turned into.”

They laughed with joy, the nine dynasties joined forces before, they were all very conflicted, they didn’t want to be buffaloes as horses, now combine later, see this mighty army, they are happy.

It’s a lifetime, it can be seen like a great war, this life is not sorry!

Meng Huan did not continue to open his mouth, diligently cultivating.

At the same time.

The Great Military Police, the barracks in front of the soldiers are discussing the coming of the great battle, these are thirteen continents that have never had a great war before, before hundreds of thousands of great war forces are difficult to meet, basically unheard of thousands of thousands of soldiers.

They were just looking at the Northern Zhou Army, they immediately numbed their scalps, except for the army operation, there was a huge number of supply logistics, so the nine dynasties army converged in one place, occupying an area of just over ten miles, far from the thousand thousand figures at first glance.

Peacefully sitting in front of the fire, grabbing a big roast cow’s paw, he was heartless, not worried.

Xu Tianji, Tong Tianyu, Hoang Xuan, the three people standing shoulder to shoulder, looking back in the distance, were all worried.

Tong Tianyu asked: “Your Majesty has gathered his strength, does the First Master want to leave?”

Bai Xuan said: “It must be coming, before The Great Dragon wanted to serve, my master all came out, now that The Great Jing of Jiangshan is about to break through, how can he leave unconcerned.”

Xu Tianji said: “It’s not like the old days, the other two sect factions are waiting for the master to appear.”

According to Jiang Ziyu, the Dynasty is no longer so mystical, they all know that the Dynasty is strong, there is also a terrifying martial arts realm, now the two dynastic factions in front of the opponent are not the Great General, but the Immortal Master.

Right now.

A daoist followed in the pool of people coming, Hoang Xuan glanced over, immediately stunned, he glared at him, determined that he did not have a wrong look, and now excitedly ran over.

“Little Prince, why did you come here?”

Bai Xuan walked into the Mausoleum in front of him, and asked excitedly.

Mausoleum Xiao, before Meng Shuyi followed Long Kai inside to recruit genius, also Jiang Changsheng little disciple, went to Theosophy after descending the mountain of vengeance, was finished without news.

Now Ling Xiao was dressed in a black suit, his waist was wearing a sword, his black hair was tied at the back of his head, revealing a slightly exposed face, his aura turned, no longer the previous embarrassment of a teenager, a basic aura mausoleum could not be hidden.

Ling Xiao revealed a smile and said: “The country is in trouble, I am the Long Kai disciple, you may not come.”

Bai Xuan evaluated him and said, “Master, how can you feel stronger?”

Not far from Xu Tianji, Tong Tianyu was also evaluating Ling Xiao, Xu Tianji frowned, and muttered: “This little prince . . .”

Very strong!

Xu Tianji sensed a dangerous aura, he must have known him but the Spirit Scene.

Ling Xiao smiled and said, “These two years have achieved enlightenment, practiced a set of swordsmanship, wait to return to Longyuan, I teach you.”

Bai Xuan became more and more curious, enticing Ling Xiao to enter Xu Tianji the two people in front of him sat down, causing him to tell the story of these two years.

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Compared to Northern Zhou, The Great Battle of The Barracks was quiet, the two armies in the middle were constantly scouting and monitoring the enemy forces.

A day goes by.

August finally came.

A wind tearing sound broke the heavenly frame, according to The Great Scene, the generals on the top of the head swept over, directly entered the master in the room, crashed into the sand table above, gave way to the sand table next to Qin King Jiangyu, in the general’s barracks rushed to draw swords, taking the enemy.

Jiang Yue’s gray head was no longer that year the prince’s mettle, now it was the Grand Marshal, the general who presided over this battle.

Jiang Yu stepped forward, brought the arrow forward, and opened it above the paper, he looked back, his expression in a deep flash, and said coldly: “Crazy! They reminded the king, saying that after three days at noon, he wanted to start a war, and the king was about to die!”

As soon as the words were spoken, the generals were angry, and they scolded Northern Zhou angrily.

This was the plan, but he couldn’t help but take it, there was no other way.

Exterior.

Xu Tianji had a serious expression on his face, looked at the side of a person, and asked: “Just now, you can’t stop it?”

Standing at his side was a man in black armor, although he was old, but he had a straight figure, a majestic face, and was once a martial artist.

Yang Yao’s face turned pale, and said: “Stop it, too fast”

He, but the God, had him prevented from sending him off, and he was still within ten miles of the enemy’s advance.

Xu Tianji sank to the bottom of the cup.

Very quickly, Jiang Yu summoned all the generals, informing him that after three days, he wanted to start a war.

In the face of thousands and thousands of great troops, they soon attacked with no courage, considering that killing went in, it was also very likely to be surrounded, the siege was almost no longer.

Qin Wentian looked at all the generals, and said in a low voice: “After three days, there is no order, no matter what, no matter what, it is not allowed to launch soon, although the horseshoe enemy army is about to stomp on you on the face, understand?”

“Understood!”

They said a word, they didn’t panic, their eyes were filled with determination.

Because the water dies, what is the fear of dying?

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The spirit was depleted. The old era collapsed, leading to the demise of the prophet. Humans must adapt to a world without spirits.

From there the age of magic was born. The old era is hidden by the heads.

Then one day, the spirit spirit restored, the old era ruins with tens of thousands of years buried underground began to appear.

Is the Magician or The New Prophet the master of the new age?

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