My Descendant Begged Me To Help Him Just After I Became A God

Chapter 93: Luck Dynasty, Establishing a Daoist Temple

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“By the way, do you want to go back to Great Jing?”

The Four Seas Sage changed the topic and asked. He was gratified by Jiang Luo’s words, but he was still afraid that something would happen to him.

The Xiansheng Grotto-heaven seemed to have strict rules that could protect every disciple, but offending someone of high status would not end well.

Jiang Luo said calmly, “I don’t want to. Right now, I just want to become stronger. There will definitely be many troubles if I return to Great Jing.

Moreover, if I don’t go back, my twin brother will be able to sit on the throne.”

The Four Seas Sage did not hide his background, but he was not interested in the imperial power of the Jing Dynasty. A few years ago, the Four Seas Sage brought him around the nearby dynasties, but he did not like the outside world.

Mortals struggled for their livelihood, and their martial arts were weak.

Even though the Four Seas Sage was helpless, he could only agree.

Jiang Luo threw the bottle back to him and waved his hand. He brushed past him and walked to his wooden house, ready to continue with his training.

The Four Seas Sage turned to look at Jiang Luo with worry.

Jiang Luo was so competitive that he would definitely cause trouble in the future.

How long could he protect him?

He could sense that his lifespan was coming to an end and he did not have many years left to live. He hoped that he could help this kid become stronger before he died of old age.

The Four Seas Sage sighed.

He suddenly thought of Jiang Yuan. The two of them had hit it off at first sight. When he reached the netherworld, he would definitely show off to Jiang Yuan and ask did you see how I taught your great-grandson!

The Four Seas Sage could not help but be happy, and the worry in his heart lessened.

That was his personality. He was carefree and at ease. He firmly believed that everyone had their own fate.

Great Jing was peaceful and in good health. The Emperor’s announcement was plastered all over every corner of Great Jing in a year. Many people marveled at the power of the Dao Ancestor and regarded him as a real god. However, there were also many who felt that the Emperor was muddle-headed. How could someone move a mountain in this world?

In any case, Jiang Changsheng’s incense points had been increasing.

In the blink of an eye, two years passed.

In the 22nd year of the Qianwu Era, Jiang Changsheng was 72 years old.

That year, the eighteen-year-old crown prince, Jiang Xiu, began to supervise the country and was in charge of the state affairs. As for Jiang Ziyu, he stayed in Longqi Temple every day.

The disciples of Longqi Temple had all moved to Martial Peak. Only Jiang

Changsheng, Wang Chen, Hua Jianxin, and Jiang Jian lived on the huge Longqi Mountain. Bai Qi and White Dragon’s range of activity had also increased, especially White Dragon. It no longer had to stay on the mountaintop every day. In the past, it was always worried that it would accidentally hurt someone or destroy the flowers and trees on the mountain.

In the courtyard, Jiang Changsheng and Jiang Ziyu were watching the five-year-old Jiang Jian practice martial arts. This kid’s punches and kicks were like the wind, and his moves were smooth.

What Jiang Jian had learned was a divine technique from the Xiansheng Grotto-heaven, and it was the Great Heavenly Cycle Divine Technique that

Heng Feng had cultivated. It was said that the Great Heavenly Cycle Divine Technique of the Mahayana Dragon Tower was an incomplete version of this technique. It was precisely because it was an incomplete version that it was cultivated in an indiscriminate manner. Other than having outstanding internal energy cultivation methods, the Great Heavenly Cycle Divine Technique could also absorb the enemy’s strength in battle and return it to them in a short period of time. It had the profundity of giving the enemy a taste of their own medicine.

Even though the Great Heavenly Cycle Divine Technique could not absorb people’s strength for its own use, it could catalyze one’s true qi at an extremely fast speed. Thus, there was no need to absorb people’s strength. Moreover, cultivating this technique would not harm one’s body and could even extend one’s life.

Jiang Ziyu smiled proudly and said, “How is it? Does Jiang’er have my elegance?”

Jiang Changsheng said, “Much better than you.”

Jiang Ziyu laughed out loud, but he was not angry. He looked at Jiang Jian with pride.

Jiang Changsheng asked, “What about you? What are your plans?”

Jiang Ziyu had stayed in Longqi Temple for more than half a year. He did not even return to the palace for the past month. He just stayed in Jiang Changsheng’s courtyard. Hua Jianxin was very happy about this. The family of three lived together. This was a happy life.

“What plans? I’ve already laid down a huge foundation for Great Jing. It’s time for me to relinquish my power and let Xiu’er supervise the country. I’ll give it to him when I’m old,” Jiang Ziyu said indifferently.

Jiang Changsheng knew what he was thinking. This kid also wanted to cultivate immortality, but that was impossible. Jiang Ziyu did not have the survival system and would be restricted by the rules of the martial arts world unless Jiang Changsheng was powerful enough to break the rules.

Jiang Changsheng said helplessly, “Do you want to practice the Great Heavenly Cycle Divine Technique? Or the Heaven Seizing True Dragon Technique? At the very least, it’s stronger than my Heavenly Scripture of the Universe. If you want to cultivate my ultimate technique, you have to break through the highest level of the Heavenly Scripture of the Universe. Huang Chuan has already given up. You should have tried it before, right?”

Jiang Ziyu shook his head and laughed. “I am not a stubborn person. In fact, I understand that with my qualifications, I could be regarded as a genius thirty years ago. But now, I am nothing. I am not as good as Ping’an and Huang Chuan. If I work hard in martial arts and become a True God, but I will waste most of my life, is that worth it?”

“If I don’t train in the Great Heavenly Cycle Divine Technique, then I can’t train in the Heaven Seizing True Dragon Technique. I don’t want to learn from the Mahayana Dragon Tower and rely on suppressing the luck of Great Jing’s martial arts world to become stronger.”

“I have been fighting for half my life. What’s wrong with enjoying myself? I will follow you for the rest of my life to refine pills, play chess, and fight against crickets. That sounds pretty good. Other than you, is there anyone else that can change this world.”

He shrugged his shoulders, picked up a plate of peanuts, and walked toward Jiang Jian, ready to give his son some pointers.

Jiang Changsheng’s heart suddenly softened.

That’s right.

He had been fighting for half his life. It was time for him to stop.

Even though Jiang Changsheng wanted to expand the Jing Dynasty and obtain more incense points, he did not want his son to work hard for the rest of his life.

Forget it.

Since his son was tired, he would place his hopes on his grandson.

There would always be people who coveted this land.

Most new emperors would want to surpass their ancestors!

However, Jiang Xiu had just gotten married this year, and he would have to wait a few years for his great-grandson to be born.

Jiang Changsheng smiled and closed his eyes to cultivate.

An hour later, the sound of true qi surging could be heard from Martial Peak. Jiang Changsheng opened his eyes and looked over. He saw someone sparring with Huang Chuan. It was the white-robed man he met when he moved the mountain.

Although the white-robed man was not a True God, Huang Chuan did not fly in the air to bully others. The two of them just fought on the ground.

The white-robed man’s swordsmanship was so outstanding that Huang Chuan could not take him down for the time being.

With so many disciples watching, Huang Chuan became even more excited. He finally had the chance to display his godly skills.

He deliberately did not defeat the white-robed man and pretended to be even so that he could display his might.

Jiang Changsheng shook his head and thought to himself, ‘Stinky brat, your acting skills are too weak. You should let him display his strength before suppressing him. This will only make the other party stronger.’

About fifteen minutes later, Huang Chuan defeated the white-robed man.

The white-robed man half-knelt in front of the mountain gate with an unresigned expression.

He did not expect that other than the Dao Ancestor, there were also True Gods in Longqi Temple. He had underestimated the martial arts world of Great Jing.

Huang Chuan stood on the mountain gates and looked down at him. “Leave. My master does not accept disciples.”

The white-robed man gritted his teeth and said, “Then I will kneel here until the Dao Ancestor agrees.”

Huang Chuan rolled his eyes and said, “Then kneel. If you dare to step into the temple in advance, I will kill you.”

The white-robed man immediately turned around and climbed to the edge of the cliff before kneeling down.

After he made way, the pilgrims went up the mountain one after another.

Everyone would look at him strangely, but he pretended not to hear them and continued to kneel.

Jiang Changsheng was secretly curious. Where was the yellow-robed woman? Why didn’t she come with the white-robed man? Did something happen?

He did not think much of it. Indeed, he did not want to take in a disciple.

Longqi Temple had expanded, and the imperial family of Great Jing was stable. He just had to concentrate on cultivating.

In the blink of an eye.

Ten days passed.

The white-robed man was still kneeling. He did not eat or drink. He was bent over and could fall over at any time.

Huang Chuan could no longer stand it and had no choice but to pay Jiang Changsheng a visit.

Jiang Changsheng thought for a moment and asked Huang Chuan to take care of him until he recovered.

This fellow was quite persistent.

Jiang Changsheng suddenly had an idea.

Jiang Ziyu happily said, “If you’re afraid of trouble, I’ll get the White-robed Guards to capture him and lock him up in the prison for the rest of his life.” Jiang Changsheng shook his head and did not reply.

The next day, nearing noon, the white-robed man walked over under Huang Chuan’s lead. He had specially freshened up and recovered his gentlemanly appearance. He was no longer in a sorry state.

When he saw Jiang Changsheng, the white-robed man could not restrain his excitement and knelt down.

“Senior, no, old immortal, you must accept me as your disciple. I am willing to be your slave.”

The white-robed man kowtowed and suppressed his excitement as he spoke in a deep voice.

Jiang Changsheng asked, “Where are you from? Why do you have to acknowledge me as your master?”

The white-robed man answered, “My name is Qi Yuan, and I am from the Great

Qi Dynasty. The Great Qi Dynasty had just been promoted to a Providence Dynasty eight years ago, and I am one of the princes. My father hoped that we princes could fight in all directions for him. But I was tired of war, so I left Great Qi with my sister and went all the way to Great Jing that was a great distance away from Great Qi. We originally wanted to establish a sect and spread the thought of being anti-war with martial arts, but that day, I saw your great power and found my target.”

“Only by obtaining a power like yours can we suppress the world and make all the dynasties in the world stop fighting. Only then will peace descend.” Great Qi?

Jiang Changsheng had never heard of it, but he did not expect Qi Yuan to be such a person.

Jiang Ziyu narrowed his eyes and asked, “Compared to Great Jing, who is stronger and whose territory is larger?”

Qi Yuan looked up at Jiang Ziyu and said, “Of course, Great Qi is stronger. Great Qi has been established for 300 years and has been fighting for 300 years. Its territory is more than five times that of the current Great Jing. Great Qi has annexed too many dynasties. Coupled with the support of one of the upper three Chao Sects, the Cloud Sea and Mist Mountain, its martial strength is stronger than Great Jing.”

Jiang Ziyu frowned.

Qi Yuan turned to look at Jiang Changsheng and said, “Senior, please accept me as your disciple. If I were to learn unparalleled martial arts, I would not endanger Great Jing. The purpose of my martial arts training is to facilitate peace in the world.”

Jiang Changsheng calmly said, “How about this? Go to the various counties of Great Jing and build a Daoist temple for me. Make a statue and tell the surrounding citizens to believe in me and burn incense for me. And tell them that they will obtain the blessings of the Dao Ancestor. When you are done, I will accept you as my disciple. With the White-robed Guards around, you will not be able to hide in Great Jing. So if you are found to be lazy, I will not accept you.”

Qi Yuan opened his mouth wide. There were more than a hundred counties in Great Jing. How long would it take him to build so many temples?

Wait a minute!

He could use the name of the Dao Ancestor to promote his ideas. if they heard that even the Dao Ancestor advocated for peace, wouldn’t that make it easier to spread his message and convince people?

Qi Yuan immediately agreed and said, “Alright, I’ll go now!”

With that said, he stood up and left. His pace was very fast. After leaving the courtyard, he directly used his lightness technique to leave.

So straightforward?

He was really a hothead.

Jiang Changsheng lamented in his heart. But then again, sometimes a rash person could achieve great things.

At that moment, Jiang Ziyu also stood up and walked out of the courtyard. Jiang Changsheng asked, “Where are you going?”

Jiang Ziyu waved his hand and without turning back, he only said, “Conquer the world and let Great Jing surpass Great Qi!”