Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

"Is he reading a book? What kind of method is this? Divine consciousness?" Li Qiu Shui was shocked.

A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Weichen collected all the books on the fifth floor and turned around to leave.

"Aren't you here to absorb my power?" Li Qiu Shui said subconsciously.

"What? Are you addicted to it?" Jiang Weichen said casually.

"With your level of understanding, it's useless for you to study these martial arts secrets. If you want to break through, you should go find your master."

Li Qiushui has good talent, but he and Wuyazi cannot even fuse [Xiao Wuxiang Gong] and [Bei Ming Shengong], which shows that their comprehension is not top-notch.

Moreover, she has always been fed by others, and the skills she practiced were all passed down by Xiaoyaozi.

Now she wants to use these martial arts secrets to create a technique that can restore peak energy and blood and then break through to the grandmaster level. Jiang Weichen thinks she does not have the talent for it.

Chapter 395 One Hundred Thousand Blood Pearls

After leaving Xixia, Jiang Weichen headed towards the Central Plains.

Along the way, whether in Western Xia or in the heartland of the Central Plains, there was chaos everywhere.

There were countless taxes levied under various pretexts in Dayan, and the people lived in dire straits and were filled with resentment.

The officials were all smiling. How could they not be happy when they could openly make money under the name of the court?

People from all over the country still kneel down to worship Murong Longcheng's statue morning and evening, but Jiang Weichen can sense the resentment in their hearts when they kneel down.

There is still a gathering of wishes on the statue, but in addition to the wishes, it is also mixed with resentment and evil spirits.

"No wonder Murong Longcheng has become so much more violent this year. It turns out he absorbed this wish power mixed with resentment last year."

Jiang Weichen felt heavy-hearted as he watched the number of refugees increase day by day.

If this continues, countless people will die, and all of them will be innocent civilians.

They did nothing wrong, they just wanted to have enough food and clothes.

Jiang Weichen couldn't help but think of his childhood in Xinghua Village, when his family was also harassed by the tax collectors.

Even his grandfather was so angry that he fell ill and passed away soon after.

The world today is even worse than it was back then. How many people are like his Jiang family, and how many people are like his grandfather?

Whether in his previous life or this life, he was an ordinary farmer's son. He did not sympathize with the weak, but he would not bully the weak either.

But now it’s not entirely true to say that all this has nothing to do with him.

Just as Fuyaozi said, Murong Longcheng was not destined to be emperor, but his arrival gave him this fate.

Jiang Weichen thought of Fu Yaozi's words. He was confident that he would not be swept away by the trend, but now he was shaken.

"Let's wait and see. If we can wait for two or three years, we'll have more confidence." Jiang Weichen murmured.

Jiang Weichen continued his journey with a heavy heart, while insisting on nourishing his spiritual consciousness every day.

Three months later, his spiritual consciousness reached seventy feet, but his power did not increase at all.

At this time, Western Xia, Tubo, Liao, Dali and other countries deployed troops on the border.

Even the rebel forces in various places joined in the fight by raising the slogan "attack the unjust and punish Murong."

Moreover, the Yan generals who were converted by Murong Longcheng broke free from his influence, raised their banners, and cooperated with the slogan of "Destroy the false Yan and restore the Song Dynasty."

Jiang Weichen guessed that it was Li Yuanhao or Xiang Kui who was secretly involved.

Only a grandmaster can easily free those who have been converted by Murong Longcheng.

The surrounding countries and the territory of Dayan were forced to take risks and send troops to attack Murong Longcheng.

"How could it be like this suddenly?" Half a month later, Jiang Weichen looked up at the sky.

He suddenly felt that the world's disgust towards him had increased, even though he had done nothing.

Jiang Weichen quickly sat down quietly and sensed carefully. The more he sensed, the more frightened he became.

Apart from the sudden intensification just now, the degree of disgust is still gradually deepening, but the degree is very subtle.

Jiang Weichen stood up and thought about what he had seen and heard along the way. He thought that since the unrest in the world began, this cause and effect fell on him.

If it weren't for the sudden increase, he might not have noticed that Jiang Weichen was heading north following his telepathy.

Three days later, he arrived near Yanmen Pass and learned that Murong Longcheng had appeared at Yanmen Pass three days ago and half of the 100,000-strong Liao army had been converted by Murong Longcheng.

Then, with 50,000 against 50,000, Murong Longcheng defeated almost all of the Liao army's 100,000 troops at Yanmen Pass without bloodshed.

Yelu Hongji was almost killed. At the critical moment, Qiao Feng appeared, but he was no match for Murong Longcheng and disappeared after the battle.

Although Qiao Feng broke through to the Grandmaster level, Murong Longcheng made faster progress and was no longer the sweeping monk whose ribs he broke.

Jiang Weichen came to Yanmen Pass and saw a pile of corpses and broken arms outside the pass. The smell of blood rose into the sky and lingered for a long time.

Resentment and evil spirits drifted in all directions from time to time, and crows flew up and down among the pile of corpses, pecking at the corpses.

The battle at Yanmen Pass was almost identical to the feeling he had three days ago.

"As expected, he played a role in the chaos that ensued. Some of the resentment and evil spirit generated by the deaths of 100,000 people at Yanmen Pass fell on him. I wonder how much of that fell on Murong Longcheng's head.

I think Murong Longcheng is now also despised by heaven and earth, but I don’t know if he can sense it.

However, Murong Longcheng is now the emperor, shouldering the fate of the country. I wonder if this fate will be offset."

Since ancient times, all founding emperors have emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, killing countless people, and founding generals have almost never had a good ending.

But the founding emperors almost all died a good death, so I think this should be able to offset the country's fate.

Jiang Weichen had some guesses, but they remained to be verified.

"No wonder Taoists like to live in seclusion in the mountains and rarely get involved in the world. I'm afraid this is partly the reason."

"Is Brother Qiao dead?" Jiang Weichen glanced around the battlefield but did not find Qiao Feng.

Fate is so wonderful. He is 27 years old this year, and Qiao Feng is 35 years old this year.

The 35-year-old Qiao Feng committed suicide at Yanmen Pass to prevent the war between Song and Liao.

But despite such great changes, Qiao Feng still appeared at Yanmen Pass at this point in time, and his life or death was unknown.

"Destiny?" Jiang Weichen looked towards the direction of Huashan. Fuyaozi said that he would be swept up by the trend and attack Murong Longcheng, but Jiang Weichen didn't believe it.

But now he believed it. One reason was that Murong Longcheng was looking for him everywhere, obviously wanting to kill him.

Secondly, he felt sympathy for the refugees who were exiled everywhere.

The third reason, and the most important one, was that the world was in turmoil and the people were full of resentment. Murong Longcheng occupied the majority of the responsibility, and he occupied the minority.

If Murong Longcheng was allowed to continue, he didn't know what would happen to Murong Longcheng, but it would not benefit him.

Not to mention that the rejection of heaven and earth will lead to disasters, it will become increasingly difficult to absorb spiritual energy for cultivation. It may even reach a certain level where he cannot absorb energy from heaven and earth for cultivation.

Speaking of calamity, Jiang Weichen's expression suddenly froze, and he muttered, "Calm... calamity..."

Combining what he had learned from his previous discussions with Zhang Ziyang and Fuyaozi, he suddenly had an epiphany.

"Murong Longcheng and I are both now equally despised by heaven and earth. He is my calamity, and I am also his calamity. So that's how it is."

"Alas!" Jiang Weichen sighed to the sky, "Looks like I have no choice but to take action."

Looking at the unattended battlefield with so many corpses, it would be bad if a plague were to occur.

Jiang Weichen's mind moved, and his true energy gushed out, then turned into a sky full of silk threads and flew towards the battlefield.

"Caw... cackle..." The crows that were pecking at food on the battlefield were frightened and flew away.

I saw these silk threads inserted into the corpses one by one, and then the corpses began to slowly shrivele.

A quarter of an hour later, the broken limbs and arms on the battlefield had turned into ashes, and on top of the sky-filled silk threads, grains of solidified blood pills emerged.

"The essence of nearly 100,000 people's flesh and blood has condensed into nearly 100,000 Qi and Blood Pearls. This is a great medicine refined by humans. This is a pure Qi and Blood Pill. If it is given to humans, it will surely cultivate many acquired warriors."

Jiang Weichen murmured, not knowing how to deal with it. He couldn't get over the thought of letting someone take it.

This is a form of cannibalism. Once something happens for the first time, it will happen a second time.

Jiang Weichen looked at the crow hovering above and saw the desire in its eyes.

"Never mind. After a person dies and is buried, they will be eaten by insects and ants. Besides, if a person eats animal flesh during his lifetime, he will be eaten by animals after his death. It's the cycle of cause and effect."

Jiang Weichen flicked his hand lightly, and nearly 100,000 blood and energy beads flew in different directions and fell between the mountains.

Suddenly, there was a cry of an eagle in the sky above. It was the golden eagle that had been following him. It swooped down swiftly and swallowed a drop of blood in one gulp.

Then its eyes turned and it stopped eating. Instead, it came to Jiang Weichen and kept chirping.

A drop of blood appeared on Jiang Weichen's fingertip. As soon as it popped out, the golden eagle swallowed it in one gulp with a look of satisfaction on its face.

This golden eagle has actually started to become picky about food and even looks down on the blood beads condensed by ordinary people.

Chapter 396: The Transformation of the Celestial Silkworm

"Tsk tsk, miserable, so miserable."

Under the cliff of Yanmen Pass, Jiang Weichen found the inhuman-looking Qiao Feng.

After an examination, it was found that a palm print on his chest almost blew up his internal organs, and falling off the cliff caused his legs to be shattered.

Fortunately, Qiao Feng broke through the Grandmaster realm, and his physique and vitality underwent a transformation. Although he was unable to cleanse his marrow and change his blood, he became much stronger. Otherwise, he would have been dead by now.

But even so, he only has a faint breath now. If he hadn't met him, Qiao Feng would be close to death.

No one can cure Qiao Feng's injury except his Tiancan Zhenqi.

"Alas." Jiang Weichen sighed. Now that he had found it, how could he just turn a blind eye to it?

Although he had already repaid Qiao Feng's kindness to him, they were acquaintances after all.

"However, these injuries are too numerous and too severe, and treating them will consume some of my energy."

After Jiang Weichen investigated for a while, he whispered, "All his skills are wasted. Perhaps we can try a new technique that we created recently."

After Jiang Weichen used the Heavenly Silkworm's original true qi to sort out Qiao Feng's internal organs, he picked him up and flew away.

Five days later, Jiang Weichen returned to Kunlun Valley and felt that the disgust of heaven and earth was still slowly intensifying, and the speed was accelerating.

It is obvious that either Murong Longcheng is killing people somewhere, or it is the Xixia, Tubo, and rebel forces from all over the country who are killing people.