My Descendant Begged Me To Help Him Just After I Became A God C322 – Chapter 322: The World Returns to One, Heavenly Jing!

Chapter 322: The World Returns to One, Heavenly Jing!

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Impossible… No… How could this be…”

The black-robed man laid on the gravel and muttered to himself in pain. His mask was broken and his face was filled with despair and disbelief.

He knew that he would lose in the face of the Dao Ancestor, but he did not expect to lose so thoroughly. He did not even touch the Dao Ancestor.

Jiang Changsheng looked down at him. The reason why he let him live was because he had something to ask.

Seeing the black-robed man's instant defeat, Daoist Master Qingxu and the black shadow panicked. Xu Mang secretly rejoiced and was filled with gratitude towards the Dao Ancestor.

This was the second time that the Dao Ancestor had let him go. Last time, it was his master who spoke without thinking. This time, he was implicated by these people.

Jiang Changshenz looked at the black shadow and said, “Don't worrv. Once vou go to Hell, you might be able to see your compatriots in the future.” A terrifying pressure descended!

The black shadow was instantly annihilated, similar to a candle being extinguished.

Jiang Changsheng looked at the black-robed man again and said, “You killed

Zhang Ying, right? Forget it, I'm too lazy to ask.”

An invisible force raised the black-robed man's head. He was like a puppet on a string. Just as he saw the Dao Ancestor, a golden light drowned his face.

The Eye of the Great Dao!

Xu Mang, Daoist Master Qingxu and Zhu Tianzhi looked at the golden vertical eye that appeared on the Dao Ancestor's forehead. All of them were shocked.

The Dao Ancestor was really from the Jiang Family!

To be precise, the Emperor of Great jing was a descendant of the Dao Ancestor!

There was a vertical mark between the eyebrows among those of the imperial bloodline, and it was widely spread in the martial arts world and among the people.

The Dao Ancestor's third gaze was extraordinary and unforgettable.

Very soon, Jiang Changsheng finished reading the black-robed man's memories.

He raised his hand and sucked out a wisp of black aura from the black-robed man's body. He muttered to himself, “Xiao Buku? I didn't expect there to be an old grudge. Forget it, go to Hell and reincarnate.”

Xiao Buku, son of Xiao Duotian, the head of the Mahayana Dragon Tower.

This child was captured by Zhang Ying after he went to Tianhai City and suffered greatly. Later on, when Tianhai moved to the Great Wilderness, he accidentally obtained a mysterious power. It was this power that caused Zhang Ying's death. Because there was an incubation period, Jiang Changsheng did not find anything amiss even after looking through Zhang Ying's memories.

“It is impossible for the Jing Dynasty to last for a thousand years. It will fall because of you. Moreover, not only will the dynasty be destroyed, but the thirteen prefectures will also be plunged into misery and suffering…”

Jiang Changsheng thought of Xiao Duotian's curses before he died. What would Xiao Duotian think if he saw this day?

Jiang Changsheng smiled and looked up at Daoist Master Qingxu.

Xiao Buku's physical body turned into dust and scattered in the hall.

Daoist Master Qingxu was very nervous when Jiang Changsheng stared at him. The black mark on his forehead twisted.

“Do you know whose body you are occupying?

Jiang Changsheng asked coldly.

Daoist Master Qingxu was silent for a moment before he mocked himself. “As expected, I can't hide from you. Dao Ancestor, are you really from the upper world? How can someone from the upper world reincarnate here?”

Jiang Changsheng replied, “I will personally answer the person behind you.”

He raised his right hand and pointed his palm at Daoist Master Qingxu.

Daoist Master Qingxu had a dream. He dreamed that he was dead, but his body began to move again. He concealed his identity and walked between heaven and earth. He had been watching his body from the perspective of a bystander. When he heard another voice, he was afraid, but no matter how afraid he was, he would be numb one day.

Until his body faced the Dao Ancestor, he vaguely felt that the Dao Ancestor's figure was familiar.

“Master.”

A familiar voice pulled Daoist Master Qingxu's consciousness back to reality. He slowly opened his eyes and found someone standing in front of him.

“Chang… Changsheng?”

Daoist Master Qingxu frowned and asked with hesitation.

Jiang Changsheng did not let the Ultimate Yang Divine Light cover his face. Even so, after three hundred years, his temperament had changed, making Daoist Master Qingxu, who had just woken up, uncertain.

“It's me, Master.”

Jiang Changsheng smiled and said. He felt emotional when he saw Daoist Master Qingxu's soul again.

The master and disciple were standing by the Yellow Spring. Daoist Master Qingxu turned his head and saw a long queue of souls in the distance. There was a huge difference between a soul and a real person. Souls were translucent and vaguely glowed with a ghastly green light in the dim underground space.

Daoist Master Qingxu asked, “Am I dead?”

Jiang Changsheng said, “Yes, this is Hell. You can reincarnate after entering Hell. I'm here to send you on your last journey.”

Daoist Master Qingxu retracted his gaze and sized up Jiang Changsheng.

“Changsheng, you've changed. It seems like a long time has passed.”

“Yes, a long time, indeed.”

“Longqi Temple is pretty good, and so is Great Jing..

Jiang Changsheng briefly introduced the situation of Longqi Temple, and Daoist Master Qingxu smiled when he heard that.

Ever since Jiang Changsheng was young, he and Daoist Master Qingxu did not have much to talk about. It was the same now. Soon, the master and disciple fell into silence.

Daoist Master Qingxu raised his hand to pat Jiang Changsheng's shoulder, but he could not touch anything as he was just a soul.

“So this is how it feels to die. It's pretty good. Disciple, go back. I'll take my leave first.

Daoist Master Qingxu chuckled and walked towards the long queue in the distance.

Jiang Changsheng turned around and watched him leave.

After taking ten steps, Daoist Master Qingxu suddenly stopped and turned to look at him.

The master and disciple looked at each other.

Daoist Master Qingxu did not say anything. He merely smiled at him before he turned around and continued walking.

Jiang Changsheng looked at Daoist Master Qingxu's back and sighed. He silently sent a voice transmission to the Head of Punishment and disappeared.

When Daoist Master Qingxu turned back, he could no longer see Jiang Changsheng.

“Dao Ancestor? So this name is true.'

In September, another rumor spread throughout the Great Jing. At the beginning of next year, the Dao Ancestor would establish a new dynasty in Jingcheng and establish a new luck!

Just like before, the rumors spread very quickly and widely. The vassal kings everywhere could not find out who was behind it.

Donglin Province, provincial capital.

The provincial minister, Yu Lin, sat at the head of the table with a frown. He picked up the teacup by his side and found that there was no tea left.

At that moment, a general rushed in and half-knelt in front of him. He cupped his fists and said, “Reporting to My Lord, the former prime minister, Chen Li, sent a letter inviting you to Jingcheng, Si Province, at the end of the year.”

“The news that the Dao Ancestor is about to ascend the throne is true. Lord, what do you think?”

Hearing this, Yu Lin's body immediately softened and his face was covered with cold sweat.

He forced a smile and said, “The Dao Ancestor ascended the throne… The Dao Ancestor ascended the throne… Ridiculous! Ridiculous! We have been fighting for so many years, but it turned out to be the Dao Ancestor's plot. He only needed to raise his arm and shout, and the hearts of the people in the world would belong to him. Good plan, good plan!”

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, and the blood in his body surged.

The general looked up and asked, “The Dao Ancestor is about to ascend the throne. Should we fight or not?”

Yu Lin glared at him and said, “If the Dao Ancestor is really the father of Taizong, what are we? Thieves?! We can't possibly obey! Pass down my orders and strictly guard the Donglin Province. I will personally write a letter to the other vassal kings and ask…”

Pfft!

Before Yu Lin could finish his sentence, the general used his palm as a blade and cut off his head. Blood gushed out from his neck like spring water. The general's face was splashed with blood. He revealed a smile that looked ghastly and horrifying. He stood up and stepped on Yu Lin's head with one foot. He sneered and said, “You dare to disobey the Dao Ancestor's will? Do you know how many believers the Dao Ancestor has? You're in the wrong. You're a thief, but I'm a meritorious official who killed you!”

Bang!

He crushed Yu Lin's head with one foot, and blood mixed with yellow and white substance splattered all over the ground.

At the end of the year, it was snowing heavily and the desolate Martial Peak that had been desolate for dozens of years became lively once again. Every day, a large number of devotees would go up the mountain and the four gates of Jingcheng were filled with carriages and horses.

Longqi Mountain, in the courtyard.

Jiang Changsheng was drinking tea while Jiang Xuanzhen sat opposite him. Several people stood by his side. They were Chen Li, Venerable Bai, Mu Xuangang, Xu Tianji, and Yang Che.

“47 vassal kings have chosen to hand over their commander seals, and 18 vassal kings have been killed by their subordinates…

Chen Li was currently reporting the affairs in Great Jing. He was full of smiles and was extremely carefree.

Jiang Xuanzhen was secretly shocked.

With a single sentence from the ancestor, Great Jing would just submit?

Jiang Changsheng was unmoved. His followers were all over Great Jing, and Chen Li was using the Mental Wander Realm to spread the rumors. No matter how hard the vassal kings investigated, they could not find the source of the rumors.

After Chen Li finished speaking, Venerable Bai said, “Dao Ancestor, the palace has been renovated. Is there really no need to build a national weapon of luck?”

Venerable Bai had rushed here from overseas. He had a group of experts under him, all of whom were from the Sacred Dynasty and were proficient in matters of luck.

Jiang Changsheng said, “No need. I will personally create luck.”

He was prepared to establish his luck during the ascension ceremony and shroud the entire Great Jing with his own luck so that Great Jing would accept his luck and enjoy his protection. As the people of Great Jing became stronger, the national luck would also become stronger, and his luck would also become stronger!

In a sense, he was equivalent to enslaving the entire Great Jing. However, as long as he could give Great Jing peace, it would not be considered enslavement. This was also one of the reasons why Jiang Changsheng ascended the throne.

He wanted to lead Great Jing to unify the Human Race and the Great Wilderness. All races would integrate into his luck and help it become stronger.

As for establishing the Immortal Dao, he could not do so for the time being.

Speaking of which, it was strange. He was already stronger than the Lord of the

Martial Dao World, but he could not impart the method of cultivation to others

in the Martial Dao World. He suspected that not only did this world not tolerate the Immortal Dao, but there were also higher rules that rejected it.

He was not in a hurry as long as he was strong enough.

The Immortal Peach Tree had already been planted in the Dao World. This

Immortal Peach Tree was not as exaggerated as the Immortal Peach Tree in Journey to the West. It only needed a thousand years to bear fruit, and a single fruit could only extend one's lifespan for 1,000 years.

1,000 years was enough!

Jiang Changsheng looked at everyone and said, “I'll leave the rest of the trivial matters to the three prime ministers. Everything must be prepared in the coming spring.”

The three prime ministers were Chen Li, Venerable Bai, and Yang Che.

Yang Che was the mastermind behind the Yang Family. He had been in seclusion for many years, and right now, he had been summoned by Jiang Changsheng without any complaints. He was willing to work for Jiang Changsheng, and the Yang Family that had divided their territory had surrendered.

Yang Che asked curiously, “Dao Ancestor, after you ascend the throne, do you need to change the name of Great Jing?”

Jiang Changsheng said, “Since it's a new dynasty, it naturally has to have a new appearance. Wasn't this land bestowed with the name Skyview Land? From now on, Great Jing will be renamed Heavenly Jing. In Heavenly Jing, officials can accumulate merits from civil and military affairs. With enough merit, one can ascend to the Heavenly Court in the future to become a heavenly official and enjoy the fate of the immortal gods.”

Heavenly official!

Everyone's eyes lit up. With the exception of Chen Li, everyone's breathing was rapid and their hands in their sleeves were trembling. They were not nervous, but excited..

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