Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

Isn't this equivalent to openly stating his own goals? Is rebellion something that can be discussed in such an environment?

Had he become complacent after so many years of private actions without incident? Or was he simply trying to drag himself down? Or did he have something to rely on that allowed the court to let him go?

"Murong Fu, if you want to rebel, that's your business, I have no intention of rebelling.

I am not like you. I don’t have a lonely heart. I just want to practice quietly.

As for the name "Supreme Alliance," you're mistaken. I'm not aiming to be the Supreme within the Imperial Palace; I'm simply determined to reach the pinnacle of martial arts."

After Jiang Weichen finished speaking, Qiu Ruhua breathed a sigh of relief. He still had the poison in his body. If Jiang Weichen really wanted to rebel, then he would have no choice but to follow him.

Jiang Weichen turned around and looked at the gang members behind him and said loudly: "Our Supreme Alliance will never do anything to rebel. If anyone has the intention to rebel, or has the intention to be granted a title of nobility or general, they can choose another wise leader as soon as possible."

After Jiang Weichen finished speaking, he looked at the few people who had just excitedly said that they wanted to rebel against him. He didn't know whether they really wanted to rebel or had other intentions.

He said to them: “If you have that intention, Murong Fu is a good choice.

He is a descendant of the royal family of Dayan. For hundreds of years, he has been determined to overthrow the Song Dynasty and restore Dayan. Several generations of his ancestors have worked hard for this purpose.

Now, this leader gives you a choice. You can join Murong Fu's army.

But you have practiced the martial arts of the Supreme Alliance, so you must ask Murong Fu to give you a copy of the same martial arts in exchange."

Murong Fu framed him, and he didn't mind making his intention to rebel known to the world, and even making his identity completely public.

The Murong family is the royal family of Dayan and has been plotting a rebellion. Not many people know about this, and ordinary people have no way of knowing it.

Murong Fu recovered from his anger and jealousy, and realized that he had said the wrong thing.

But it was not obvious after all, but Jiang Weichen unexpectedly made the Murong family's intentions known to the public in an instant.

Many people knew that his Murong family was a descendant of the royal family of Dayan.

However, Dayan had been destroyed for hundreds of years, and not many people knew that they still wanted to rebel.

Now that Jiang Weichen has made this news public, it may spread throughout the martial arts world, and it will be much more difficult for him to win over people in the martial arts world.

Chapter 195: Sword

Murong Fu glanced at the ambitious people in the Supreme Alliance with disdain in his heart.

He was interested in the Supreme Alliance because the Supreme Alliance could make money and provide him with money to buy weapons and armor.

He had never heard of these people, which showed that they were unknown people. He even had to exchange his martial arts secrets for them. Such useless people were not worthy of his attention.

Murong Fu said: "Jiang Weichen, it's useless for you to deny it. No one can resist the temptation of that position.

It is ridiculous to claim that martial arts are supreme. Even warriors will suffer defeat in front of a large-scale army.

So, the title of martial arts master is just an excuse you use to cover up your ambitions."

After Murong Fu finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Weichen with resentment, and without waiting for Jiang Weichen to reply, he turned and left.

He came here to make a name for himself, but ended up losing his reputation. He didn't want to stay in this place anymore.

Jiang Weichen looked at Murong Fu's back, murderous intent rising in his heart, and thought to himself: If you didn't have a father hiding in the dark, you would deserve to die for framing me and looking at me with hatred.

Although Jiang Weichen is stronger than Murong Fu, he is not as strong as Murong Bo.

If he killed Murong Fu, Murong Bo might come to him immediately, and he was no match for Murong Bo at that moment.

Jiang Weichen turned around and looked at the nearly one hundred gang members gathered around, some were young men who had just joined the gang, and some were in their fifties and sixties.

These are the ones who stay on Yunwu Mountain all year round. Most of the others either work as bodyguards in the escort agencies or guard shops in various places.

It doesn't matter where a warrior below the Xiantian level practices, as they cannot absorb spiritual energy anyway. As long as they have money to buy nourishing herbs and food to replenish their bodies, it doesn't matter where they practice.

Jiang Weichen said loudly, "My Supreme Alliance will not get involved in rebellion, and I myself have no intention of rebelling. Those who want to follow me in rebellion should give up their thoughts as soon as possible."

Jiang Weichen walked up the mountain after he finished speaking. Chunhua followed behind him, smiling happily, "Brother, Murong Fu is no match for you. You're going to be famous soon."

Jiang Weichen shook his head and said, "What good is there in being famous? I, your elder brother, just want to cultivate in peace and quiet."

He just wanted to cultivate until he was invincible before coming out of seclusion, but Murong Fu came to provoke him, wanting to recruit him for his own use.

If he didn't show his strength, the powerful Murong Fu would not give up. The only way was to defeat Murong Fu and make him retreat.

Defeating Murong Fu and gaining the glory will indeed help avoid some unnecessary minor troubles.

But he didn't expect that the damn Murong Fu would frame him and openly say that he wanted to rebel.

Three years ago, Ding Can of the Imperial City Bureau did suppress the news that he had obtained the martial arts techniques of various sects.

But how long could he suppress it? Moreover, he had no idea what the Imperial City Bureau was planning.

Now, that damned Murong Fu openly said that he wanted to rebel. Although he denied it, it was inevitable that he would attract the attention of the Imperial City Bureau.

Moreover, this news is not conducive to the development of the Supreme Alliance. It will make those who want to join hesitate and will drive those who have connections away.

Jiang Weichen became angrier and angrier as he thought about it. He said to Chunhua, "Tell the gang to spread the news that the Murong family is planning a rebellion. Let everyone in the world know about it."

If you don't let me live well, I won't let you live well either.

Chunhua had no idea about rebellion. She was living a good life now, and all of this was given by her eldest brother. But she still asked, "Brother, do you really not want to rebel?"

Jiang Weichen paused in his steps, and even the people around him thought he was going to rebel?

"When the emperor was young, he had to attend court every day, deal with memorials, and engage in intrigues with court officials.

I, your big brother, rarely even take care of the affairs of the alliance. Do you think I would do such a thankless task?

The palace is a prison, but I am free and easy in Yunwu Mountain, with my subordinates helping me earn resources for cultivation.

I only need to pass down some skills, and I can go wherever I want and do whatever I want. Isn't that more carefree than the emperor?"

Chunhua nodded. It was true that the eldest brother rarely took charge of things and usually only gave orders when necessary.

…………

In the furnace on the top of the mountain, Jiang Weichen concentrated his mind, immersed in his thoughts, and first used his mental power to condense an iron hammer.

Then he began to rhythmically tap the piece of black iron in his mind that had not disappeared since he visualized it.

At the same time, beside him, the fire was burning fiercely, and Jiang Weichen was constantly hammering the real black iron from the outside world.

Use your spirit to forge the sword soul, and use your body to forge the sword body.

"Ding"

"Ding"

Ever since he broke through the Hua Jin realm, his mind seemed to have grown stronger.

Because the day after defeating Murong Fu, he smelted and forged black iron as usual.

While his mind was immersed in his thoughts, he actually felt the vibration of the black iron after each strike.

This feeling was very subtle, and it came from the black iron outside. He had never felt it before, perhaps because he was not focused enough before.

Feeling the connection between the two, Jiang Weichen hammered it for another half a month, but the weight of the black iron did not decrease, and the connection did not strengthen.

Jiang Weichen felt it was time to shape the knife.

The knife is made of ordinary iron, but it moves because of the heart and comes alive because of blood.

The sword is originally a weapon of killing. Now that the two are connected, perhaps the connection needs to be strengthened through killing and drinking blood.

"Ding"

"Ding"

As Jiang Weichen continued to hammer and shape it, a long sword gradually took shape.

The handle and blade are integrated into one, the whole body is dark black, the tip of the blade is an irregular triangle, the blade is three feet and three inches long, the blade is three inches and three-tenths wide, and the back of the blade is one inch and two-tenths thick.

Jiang Weichen continuously hammered and tempered nearly four hundred pounds of black iron until it weighed more than one hundred and ninety pounds.

More than 190 kilograms of black iron were condensed into this thick-backed knife. This knife is not suitable for quick strikes, but for powerful and heavy moves.

This has been condensed to the extreme. If you want to make it thinner, you can only increase the width or length. But the knife is already wide enough, and it will not be good if it is longer.

Jiang Weichen decided to leave it at that. His knife had been tempered countless times and was hard enough.

The power would depend on his future swordsmanship. As for the appearance, it didn't matter. Jiang Weichen picked up the handle and let out a light exclamation.

The knife is the wrong weight.

Jiang Weichen put it down and picked it up again, and it still felt the same, as light as a feather.

Jiang Weichen's mind was silent, and the sword spirit in his mind was suspended upright in the air, with the tip of the sword pointing downwards and the handle pointing upwards, constantly spinning in the center of his mind.

Jiang Weichen pondered, could it be that the weight seemed lighter because of the sword spirit?

Previously, Jiang Weichen felt that the twenty-jin Killing Immortal Sword was too light, so he collected three or four hundred kilograms of black iron, hammered it for three years, and condensed it into more than one hundred and ninety kilograms.

But now it is as light as a feather?

What Jiang Weichen wants is something heavier, not so light.

Just as Jiang Weichen was thinking this, the knife in his hand suddenly sank.

Jiang Weichen weighed himself and found that his weight had returned to over 190 kilograms.

Because of the sword spirit, you can achieve the effect of lifting heavy objects with ease?

But it is not difficult to understand. Dugu Qiubai first used a soft sword, then a heavy sword, and finally a wooden sword. He was in the state of making light things heavy and heavy things light.

What's more, he used his mental power to forge a soul for the sword, and a connection was established between the two.

Jiang Weichen suddenly thought of a secret book of intelligence. If one practices it to the later stages, he can use mental power to interfere with reality.

It’s a pity that this book probably doesn’t exist in the world of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils.

Now it is easy to understand why the Immortal-Slaying Sword has become lighter under the influence of the Sword Spirit.

Although he did not directly use his mental power to interfere with reality, he achieved the same effect by forging the sword soul with his mind for three years.

As long as it's not too heavy that it weighs nothing, it's fine.

Chapter 196 Sword Qi

Jiang Weichen looked at the newly forged Immortal-Slaying Sword in his hand, picked it up with his right hand, channeled his true energy into it, and swung the sword. Suddenly, a crescent-shaped blade of energy streaked across the air.

"Clang"