At the gate of the mountain, dozens of disciples and pilgrims gathered around the small bridge. In front of them was a row of warriors, headed by Meng Qiuhe, the former senior disciple of Longqi Temple.

After being away for many years, Meng Qiuhe has become more mature. He is dressed in rich purple clothes, wearing a sapphire finger ring on his finger, a silk jade brocade belt around his waist, and wearing Quyun raccoon velvet boots. He looks very aristocratic.

He stared at the white dragon in front of the bridge with an expressionless face.

The white dragon was surrounded by many people and was not timid at all. It was now three meters long and could be considered a big snake. However, it was famously kind and no one was afraid of it. They didn't even think it was a threat.

Meng Qiu Shuang pushed away the disciples and came over. She stared at Meng Qiu He and said, "Second brother, what do you mean?"

Meng Qiuhe played with the finger on his hand and said: "It's not interesting, I just want to test the strength of Taoist Changsheng. I always wanted to compete with him in the Taoist temple, but was rejected. I should agree today, right?"

Meng Qiu Shuang frowned and said, "Since it's a discussion, why bring people along and why threaten them?"

Meng Qiuhe pulled out a dagger from his waist and said, "Little sister, don't ask anymore. Now you and I are strangers. Call Changsheng out. As long as you defeat me, I won't bother you again."

There was a young man behind him. He was handsome and handsome. He seemed to be fifteen or sixteen years old, but his eyes looked very deep. He smiled and said, "Hurry up, His Highness can't wait any longer."

Meng Qiuhe gritted his teeth, pointed the dagger at Bailong, and prepared to stab him.

"I am coming."

A soft voice came, and the disciples moved out of the way. They saw Jiang Changsheng walking slowly, and the pilgrims suddenly exclaimed.

"He is the Taoist Priest of Immortality?"

"So handsome!"

"Could this temperament really be an immortal?"

"Even the whisk in his hand is different from other Taoists. It looks extremely extraordinary."

Jiang Changsheng's image is extremely outstanding, especially after breaking through to the fifth level of Taoist Natural Skills, his aura and the nature of heaven and earth are almost integrated into one, awe-inspiring and natural.

Meng Qiuhe stopped his hand and looked at Jiang Changsheng, his eyes full of aggression.

The young man behind was also looking at Jiang Changsheng carefully.

The reason why Jiang Changsheng came out in person was because this young man was extremely close to the Tongtian realm. His true energy was even more powerful than Huajianxin. The disciples of Longqiguan were no match for him.

How old are you?

Jiang Changsheng even suspected that this young man was cultivating immortality.

Meng Qiuhe said: "Chang Sheng, come on, let me see your strength."

He opened his posture, made fists with both hands, and opened his mouth like a tiger, with his legs spread apart, as steady as a mountain.

Jiang Changsheng nodded slightly and said to himself: "This senior brother has turned out to be a top master. It seems that there is a great opportunity. Unfortunately, it is still the skill of a three-legged cat."

Meng Qiuhe rushed in front of Jiang Changsheng with such speed that the eyes of onlookers could not keep up.

boom!

He punched Jiang Changsheng in the chest, but Jiang Changsheng did not move at all, only his robes fluttered.

Meng Qiuhe's eyes widened with disbelief on his face. He gritted his teeth and poured all his energy into his right arm, trying to suppress Jiang Changsheng, but it was still useless.

At this moment, the young man suddenly moved.

"Taoist Priest Changsheng is really powerful, don't mind if I help him!"

The young man came behind Meng Qiuhe, with a joking and provocative smile. He raised his right palm and pressed it on Meng Qiuhe's shoulder. A surge of energy exploded, and Meng Qiuhe's spirit was shaken.

The two people's true energy attacked Jiang Changsheng together, but Jiang Changsheng's footsteps were as firm as tree roots.

The two of them were moved.

"How can it be!"

The young man was horrified in his heart. He knew his own strength very well. Ordinary top masters could not sustain three moves in his hands. He relied on his strong internal strength.

Meng Qiuhe also knew the strength of the young man behind him. He originally thought that the young man would be sure of success, but he didn't expect that the two of them would not be able to do it together.

Jiang Changsheng said calmly: "You two, go back and practice hard."

boom!

The young man and Meng Qiuhe vomited blood and fell out, hitting the mountain gate and almost rolling down the stone steps.

The servants were so frightened that they immediately gathered around to check the boy's injuries.

One of them shouted angrily: "How dare you! If you dare to hurt His Highness Seventh, you are seeking death!"

His Majesty the Seventh Prince!

Seventh prince?

The pilgrims were in an uproar and the disciples were also frightened.

Jiang Changsheng shook his head and said: "In front of everyone, are you trying to slander me because you want to harm His Highness Seventh? This was originally a discussion between me and Senior Brother Meng, but His Highness Seventh took the initiative."

"If you...injure His Highness the Seventh Prince, you will be punished by death!"

The servant roared with a ferocious expression, but he did not dare to take action against Jiang Changsheng.

At this time, the seventh prince stood up, came to the servant, slapped him in the face, and said: "Get out of here, your highness, you are so embarrassing!"

The servants were so frightened that they didn't dare to be arrogant anymore.

The Seventh Prince wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said to Jiang Changsheng: "Taoist Priest Changsheng is really powerful. With such skill, few people in today's martial arts world can be inferior to him. I am convinced that I have lost. I will not let anyone come here again in the future."

Excuse me, I hope the Taoist Priest will not hold a grudge against my Highness, but I really want to make friends with the Taoist Priest."

Jiang Changsheng chuckled and said: "It's just a martial arts competition. If His Highness wants to come and offer incense, Long Qiguan will always welcome you."

The seventh prince smiled, then turned and left.

Meng Qiuhe stood up, glanced at Jiang Changsheng complicatedly, and followed him down the mountain, followed closely by other servants.

Disciples and pilgrims gathered around and cheered for Jiang Changsheng. Jiang Changsheng didn't take any action just now, but he could easily defeat powerful enemies by showing off his grandmaster and Taoist demeanor.

Jiang Changsheng actually guessed that the other person was the prince, because the boy's energy was very similar to that of Jiang Yuan. Even Jiang Yu and the second prince did not have such energy.

The spirit of a true dragon!

Jiang Changsheng greeted the people around him and left after being polite. Bai Long stayed where he was, enjoying the love of the pilgrims.

Back in the hospital, a line of words appeared in front of Jiang Changsheng's eyes:

[In the 22nd year of Kaiyuan, the Seventh Prince and Meng Qiuhe invaded. You successfully repelled them, survived the disaster, and received a survival reward - the spiritual object 'Earth Spirit Tree']

Spiritual thing?

This is the first time I've seen it.

Jiang Changsheng thought silently, and then went back to the house to accept the memory about the Earth Spirit Tree.

The Earth Spirit Tree is a tree species that breeds spiritual energy. When mature, it can give birth to spiritual wisdom and even defend the territory. This is a very good tree species.

Jiang Changsheng took it out. It was only in seed form. He followed it out of the house and buried it in the center of the courtyard.

Hua Jianxin walked out of the house and asked curiously: "What is this?"

Jiang Changsheng smiled and said: "I was walking on the road just now, and a seed suddenly fell from the sky. Maybe it is a gift from God. Let's try it and see if we can grow a big tree in the sky."

Huajianxin was silent.

She was used to Jiang Changsheng's nagging, and she really wanted to ask when he was going to have a son.

She has been waiting since Jiang Changsheng told him last year. As a result, after waiting for a year, there was no news. She even wondered if she was dreaming at that time.

After Jiang Changsheng buried the seeds, he left a few words and left: "Water it when you have time."

Watching Jiang Changsheng enter the house, Hua Jianxin was stunned for a while, and then he lightly stamped his feet. Although he felt resentful, he still went to the water tank to scoop water.

The seventh prince's interruption did not make Jiang Changsheng worried, but rather a bit hopeful.

You can come more often for small troubles like this to help earn survival rewards.

As long as the unknown Mahayana Dragon Tower doesn't take action, it will be easy.

When dealing with the Seventh Prince just now, Jiang Changsheng had deliberately controlled his spiritual power and only used a little force, one percent, for fear of shocking these two guys to death.

The news that the Seventh Prince brought the top martial artist to challenge the Taoist Priest Changsheng spread quickly in the capital, adding to the reputation of the Taoist Priest Changsheng.

In the imperial palace and the imperial garden, a group of princes gathered.

"Hahaha, seventh brother, you actually dare to challenge Taoist Priest Changsheng. You don't believe in evil. Didn't I tell you the ending of Huanyang Laoxian before?"

The second prince Jiang Ming laughed and said, the seventh prince stood behind Jiang Gan and watched him play chess with other brothers. He was indifferent to Jiang Ming's sarcasm.

A prince stood up and said with a smile: "Seventh brother is young and high-spirited, so I can understand. After all, the Taoist Priest Changsheng is the Taoist favored by my father. How can he not be strong in martial arts?"

The other princes followed suit, comforting the seventh prince and giving him a step up.

Jiang Ming curled his lips, feeling bored, so he stopped talking.

He asked Jiang Gan: "Where is the fourth brother?"

Jiang Qianluozi said: "Practice Zong Tianwu to practice martial arts."

Ever since he was taught a lesson by Zong Tianwu, Jiang Yu has been pestering Zong Tianwu to practice martial arts and did not even go to Jiang Changsheng.

In his opinion, Zong Tianwu was stronger. After all, Jiang Changsheng was just a Taoist priest, while Zong Tianwu was the supreme master of martial arts and a myth in the hearts of martial arts people.
To be continued...