Reborn Tianlong: I practice martial arts for immortality

Zhang Ziyang's realm has been restored. He was originally at the peak of the mid-stage Grandmaster, but because of his practice of the spiritual way, his realm has improved.

According to him, he would be able to break through to the late stage in another half a year, but he did not expect that Duan Siping would break his palm power so easily and he was injured.

Hearing Qingyun's words, Zhang Ziyang shook his head, "It's nothing, just a scratch on the skin."

After saying that, he looked at Duan Siping with a serious expression. He didn't expect that Duan Siping's Six Meridians Divine Sword, when combined with the sword intent, would be so powerful.

Moreover, Duan Siping's skills were much more refined than his, and his realm was even higher than when Murong Longcheng first came to the capital.

"Youngster, do you still want to continue?" Duan Siping asked in a flat tone.

Zhang Ziyang did not hesitate and replied directly: "Senior, please leave Qingyun Mountain."

"What if I don't leave?"

"Qingyun and I both had our Dantian completely destroyed, and it was Young Friend Jiang who treated us.

If you, Senior, want to harm Young Friend Jiang's body, you must first get past us two."

"This place is useful for my cultivation. I won't leave. I don't want to destroy anyone's body."

He also hoped to take a step closer with the help of Jiang Weichen's artistic conception. He would not take risks until the last moment.

Zhang Ziyang looked at the destroyed coffin and thought it was too dangerous for Duan Siping to stay here.

He had promised Duan Siping to stay before, but that was because his realm had not yet recovered. Duan Siping also promised not to harm him and to release his artistic conception to help Jiang Xiaoyou gain enlightenment.

But now that the coffin was suddenly destroyed, he realized that his and Qingyun's surveillance was not safe.

"Senior, please leave Qingyun Mountain." After Zhang Ziyang finished speaking, his aura continued to rise, and he was ready to fight to the death.

"I said I won't destroy his body!" Duan Siping explained again.

He didn't know Jiang Weichen's condition and didn't want to offend the two of them. Otherwise, if Jiang Weichen didn't release his artistic conception to help him understand, then he would have no hope.

But in the face of his explanation, the two did not compromise at all this time and insisted that he leave.

Qingyun even drove away Chunhua, Qingyi, Yang Wenshan and others who came over, and glared at him.

Duan Siping was very angry. If he didn't need help from others, why would he explain to others? But explaining was useless and he still had to take action.

"I've explained it time and again, but you won't believe me. It's humiliating for the strong to compromise with the weak. Now you want to expel me. Do you have the strength to do so?"

"Fight to the death? Do you have the chance to fight with me?" Duan Siping shook his head, and the state of withering and flourishing was instantly released.

The second level of the artistic conception of withering and flourishing instantly oppressed the spirits of the two people, and the momentum of Qingyun and Zhang Ziyang, who were originally in high spirits, weakened.

But before he could stop, he heard Duan Siping shout, "Deprive of life."

Qingyun, who was originally feeling oppressed, suddenly exclaimed, "Northern Dark Demonic Art? Are you trying to suck my vital energy?"

He did not comprehend the artistic conception, and his mind was oppressed by Duan Siping's artistic conception. He could only watch the blood, flesh, essence, essence and true energy in his dantian continuously leaving his body.

These three are the key to maintaining the vitality of the body. If all three are lost, then at his age he will instantly enter old age and his body will age instantly.

If he can't make up for it quickly, he's done.

Although this deprivation of vitality does not take away lifespan, it indirectly affects lifespan.

On the other side, Zhang Ziyang comprehended the artistic conception. Although he could barely resist, that was all he could do. He could only slow down the loss of his vital energy.

It was obvious that both of them were unable to stop Duan Siping. If they wanted to fight to the death, he would just cut off their support.

All my energy has been drained away, how can I fight with him?

High in the sky, the soul out of the body saw all this and conveyed it in his heart.

Jiang Weichen destroyed the coffin in order to have a thorough contact with the earth, to understand the origin of the vitality of plants and trees, in order to make a further step.

But unexpectedly, Qingyun misunderstood this and started fighting with Duan Siping without giving in.

They didn't believe Duan Siping's explanation at all.

These two people had no intersection, and it was not in vain that I taught them the spiritual way.

Seeing that Duan Siping didn't stop outside, it was obvious that he wanted to teach the two of them a lesson. Although the lost energy could be replenished, the two of them would have to waste more time to recover.

And even if you make up for it, your own vitality will be seriously damaged.

Duan Siping's mood of withering and flourishing is more like a deprivation of vitality than a deprivation of energy.

Jiang Weichen was unwilling to sit idly by and watch, so he used his mind to recall his soul, and the artistic conception immediately emanated.

Everything around him was under control, and the vitality that had been deprived by Duan Siping's state of mind returned to its original path.

Qingyun and Zhang Ziyang were stunned. In the past, this artistic conception would only be released when Duan Siping deliberately guided it. How come it was suddenly released now and helped them?

They both looked towards the grave.

"Jiang boy, is that you? Are you alive... Oh, no, are you awake?" Qingyun asked first.

"I have already woken up, but this state is hard to find, so I did not choose to recover."

"You're really awake!" Qingyun exclaimed, and then said, "It's been nearly two years, and you haven't made any movement. We were both worried to death."

Zhang Ziyang asked, "Friend Jiang, when will you be able to recover?"

"I can recover at any time, but I still need to use this state to gain insights for a while. I'll see when I can recover.

I broke the coffin myself, so I don't blame Fellow Daoist Duan. I hope Fellow Daoist Duan won't mind.

I will release my state of mind from time to time. As for the degree of my understanding, it depends on my ability."

Duan Siping next to him was a little shocked. Jiang Weichen actually expelled his state of mind in an instant and returned the energy he had deprived him of in an instant.

This is equivalent to saying that as long as Jiang Weichen is within his realm of mind, everything is under his control, and he cannot mobilize any power of heaven and earth.

Jiang Weichen can fly, but within the scope of his artistic conception, he cannot fly, so he is naturally invincible.

At this time, after hearing Jiang Weichen's words, Duan Siping could only say: "In that case, thank you very much, Brother Jiang. As for this trivial misunderstanding, I won't mind it. I will just treat it as a fight and exchange of skills."

He had no intention of doing anything to the two of them, he just wanted to teach them a lesson and let them know the difference between them.

But I didn't expect that Jiang Weichen would be provoked. The relationship between the three of them is really enviable.

The two men risked their lives to protect Jiang Weichen's body. Jiang Weichen did not want them to suffer, so he no longer hid.

Although Jiang Weichen can wake up at any time, his skills will recover slowly and it is impossible to achieve success overnight.

It is dangerous to be exposed now. Even if he has a deep understanding of the artistic conception, he will always be at a disadvantage because of his lack of skills.

Jiang Weichen naturally took these into consideration, but Duan Siping did not pose much of a threat to him.

Although he has no powerful skills, if Duan Siping takes action, he can mobilize the power of heaven and earth to create distance by controlling the power of heaven and earth with his mind to resist slightly.

The only threat is those people in the Heavenly Man Realm, but since Duan Siping knew before that he was not dead, he chose not to reveal it, and he probably won't reveal it now.

"Fellow Daoist Duan, if you have any questions about artistic conception in the future, you can ask me. But please don't reveal anything about me."

In order to avoid being disturbed, he gave a special reminder.

"Okay, if Brother Jiang Daoist is willing to help me, I will voluntarily keep the secret for Brother Jiang Daoist, and even protect Brother Jiang Daoist a little to prevent others from disturbing him."

He still needed to seek help from Jiang Weichen. Duan Siping felt a little jealous when he thought that others at such a young age had more insights than him who was about to die.

"That's great." After getting the guarantee, he no longer had to rush to recover.

Chapter 448: National Destiny Transforms into a Golden Dragon

Gongyi!

At the place of the dragon vein of the Song Dynasty, Xiang Kui had just approached when he heard a dragon roar.

Xiang Kui was shocked. He actually felt a sense of oppression from this voice.

Moreover, he actually felt an inexplicable connection with the dragon's roar. What was going on?

While Xiang Kui was stunned, a powerful voice came from inside: "Come in."

Xiang Kui put away his thoughts and walked quickly inside. Suddenly, he was startled and exclaimed, "Dragon vein taking shape?"

In the middle of the mausoleum, there was a golden dragon head looming in the place where the dragon's mouth was spitting pearls.

In his spiritual sense, the golden dragon head and the terrain under the mausoleum were exactly the same.

"Dragon veins taking shape?" Zhao Kuangyin shook his head and said, "This is not a dragon vein taking shape. It is the result of my observing the dragon veins and comprehending the true dragon's artistic conception, and the gathering of national destiny."

Xiang Kui looked at the visible yet somewhat illusory golden dragon of national destiny and said in disbelief, "Can the [Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms] really comprehend the true dragon realm?"

Three years ago, Xiao Feng was seriously injured and dying. His Majesty asked him for the understanding of the "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing" and the dragon's artistic conception. In the past three years, apart from taking care of state affairs, he spent most of his time in seclusion here. Unexpectedly, he really understood it.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Subduing the Dragon, this name is not good." Zhao Kuangyin murmured.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I spoke out of turn. I will ask the Beggars' Gang to change its name later." Xiang Kui quickly apologized.

Your Majesty is the true dragon emperor, and now the national destiny has turned into a golden dragon. However, the Beggar Gang's martial arts call themselves the Dragon Subduing, which is somewhat taboo.

"Forget it, forget it. I was able to have this understanding because of Xiao Feng's enlightenment. Forcing others to change their names because of a taboo would only make me look low-minded and make people think that I am petty.

Moreover, in this world, strength is everything. The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is not worthy of its name. If it weren't for Xiao Feng's extraordinary talent, who pushed the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to a peak, it would have been just a martial art comparable to the 72 Shaolin Kung Fu techniques."

After Zhao Kuangyin finished speaking, he asked, "What brings you here?"

"Your Majesty, you asked me to pay attention to Qingyun Mountain. Since the year after Jiang Weichen was buried, the vegetation on Qingyun Mountain has been particularly lush in spring and summer, but rather bleak in autumn.

This situation lasted for more than a year, and became even worse after Duan Siping left."

"Is it the artistic conception of withering and flourishing? Was it caused by Duan Siping?" Zhao Kuangyin asked.

“No, before Duan Siping left, Qingyun Mountain had already begun to feel somewhat depressed that autumn, and his departure only exacerbated this change.

In addition to the state of mind of killing, Jiang Weichen also comprehended the state of mind of withering and flourishing. When he fought with Murong Longcheng, he relied on this state of mind to resist Murong Longcheng's state of mind of compassion.

Now that Duan Siping is still there, it's possible that the two sides have a mutual understanding and can draw inspiration from each other."

“But starting this year, Qingyun Mountain has changed again. Before, it was following the will of nature, but starting this year, it has changed again.

It is clearly spring and summer, the seasons when vegetation flourishes, but the vegetation on Qingyun Mountain not only grows slowly but also looks like it is about to wither and die.

In autumn, when everything withers, Qingyun Mountain is once again lush and green. Although this doesn't last long, it still causes panic among the people living below the mountain."

"A month ago, I went to Qingyun Mountain to visit Zhang Ziyang and felt the artistic conception that permeated the entire mountain. It was this artistic conception that caused the vegetation on the mountain to defy the laws of the four seasons."

Report all the news to Xiang Kui.

"To be able to influence everything on such a large scale through artistic conception, this understanding of artistic conception is quite profound." Zhao Kuangyin sighed lightly.