"Then it's decided. I have a caravan going to Liaodong. I happened to pass by there, so I'll bring them back." Changle said casually.

After hearing this, Wanyan Aguda understood that his plan had failed. Is this the fate of my Jurchen tribe? He knew that in Wuxian City, he had no hope of escaping.

Finally he sighed and could only take one step at a time.

Looking at the helplessness on Xiaowan's face, Changle's mouth raised.

It would be best if you can not kill anyone. I hope you can live a good life on this land.

The panel that has been forgotten by Changle for a long time has finally opened today

Name: Zhao Changle

Title: Tianlong Martial Immortal

Martial Arts: Changle Tempering Method (Master Level) Changle Thirty-Six Swords (Master Level) Changle Seventy-Two Soldiers (Master Level) Changle Lightness (Master Level)

Talent: Martial Immortal's Talent (2/5)

Don't forget everything after you see; never invade all poisons; clear sword heart; the way of yin and yang

Chivalrous point: 1200,000 points

World: The Dragon and the Eight Parts

Martial Arts Rating: Changle Tempering Method (Xuan Level Intermediate) Changle Thirty-Six Swords (Xuan Level Advanced) Changle Seventy-Two Slave Hands (Xuan Level Primary) Changle Lightness (Huang Level Advanced)

Changle looked at his martial immortal resources and was about to unlock three-fifths, but he didn't know where he was stuck, so he just couldn't break through.

Except for light skills, all other skills have made progress, but to be honest, I am not satisfied with Changle in the journey of Tianlong.

His improvement here is really not very big.

"The next world of the system is more difficult, otherwise it will be boring." Changle said after closing the panel.

【Yes, host!】

Listening to the cold voice of the system, Longle sighed, my considerate system is no longer there.

More than four months later, Aguda saw their tribe members and was taken to the city. Changle asked Liu Ji to arrange a job for them.

In the past, they were lucky enough to not have enough food and clothing. Now they have a warm house to live in and can earn a lot of food every month.

The guys from the Jurchen tribe do not recognize money, only food.

Changle also asked Liu Ji to find a few teachers to teach women and children to read, and let them be baptized by Confucian culture.

Half a year later, Aguda looked at his fellow tribes who had already started speaking Chinese and wearing Han clothes. His ambitions finally dissipated.

In the end, he couldn't help but go to Tongtian Pavilion.

The Tongtian Pavilion is the most magnificent building in Wuxian City, and it is the place where Changle practices.

When he heard that it was him who came to see him, Changle let him in.

"Mr. Wuxian, I want to leave here." Xiaowan said to Changle.

"Why?" Changle poured him a cup of tea and asked.

"I don't like this place. It's like a quagmire. It will make the bravest warriors fall into it and cannot extricate themselves!" Aguda said with a roar.

"Since you say that, it's even more impossible for me to let you leave." Changle said with a smile after drinking tea.

Every time Aguda saw this man laughing, he would feel awe from the bottom of his heart. But he didn't want to continue like this anymore. Even if he died today, he would leave here.

"You made my tribe forget that they are the bravest warriors in the world, you made them become lambs without minions!" Wanyan Aguda looked at Changle viciously.

"But they are living a happy life now." Changle shook his head unmoved. "Xiaowan, I will give you another chance, put away your ambitions, and live well here."

"I don't want to!" He knew that he didn't agree, so he had only one way to choose, so he jumped down from Tongtian Pavilion without hesitation.

Changle stretched out his finger and bent slightly, breaking his heart veins, and then Xiao Wan gently fell to the ground, and he died.

He is free, too.

The Jurchen tribesmen were busy making money to support their families. After hearing about his death, they only bought him a coffin.

Now they all believed in the saying that they were buried in peace. However, seeing Lord Wuxian gave him a gorgeous coffin, the Jurchens were even more grateful to Changle.

They have accepted their identity as the Martial Immortals.

A year later, everyone from the Immortal Sect also returned after traveling through the world.

Changle's martial immortal talent has finally activated three-fifths, and now he has created a Changchun Gong without side effects.

However, this set of martial arts requires some talent. Look at these people, Qiao Feng, Xiao Wan'er, Dugu is barely enough, Fang La and Jiumozhi are almost the same. The remaining people do not even have the qualifications to practice, and they cannot enter the door at all.

Changle didn't expect Qiao Feng to reject this set of martial arts directly. He smiled generously and said, "This set of martial arts, Azhu cannot practice, and it doesn't matter if she dies and I'm alone.

Brother Zhao, our immortal sect has already been on track, so I plan to accompany Azhu to have a good look at the world."

Hearing that he said Changle could only nod.

Last year, Qiao Sanhuai and his wife passed away one after another. Ah Zhu came to Wuxian City. Now Qiao Feng plans to live his life with her.

"Go, if you encounter unfair things, you have to worry about them." Changle said with a smile and hammering his chest.

"It's a must." He said with a big laugh.

Seeing Qiao Feng leave with great strides, Changle was still very happy.

"Brother Changle, are you leaving?" Xiao Wan'er asked with his head down and did not dare to look at him.

During this period, she could feel that Changle was like arranging funeral.

"Well, but I can stay for a while." Changle said warmly.

"Then I won't learn this technique." She looked up at Changle, "Without you, Changsheng is boring."

"I'm sorry." Changle sighed.

"Hahaha, I'm lying to you. Who doesn't want to live forever?" Xiao Wan'er suddenly said with a smile.

Changle frowned slightly, he couldn't tell the difference between real and fake.

Brother Changle, you are gone, I will guard this Wuxian City for you.

"Then tomorrow, you will learn with me." Changle said seriously.

"No problem!" She already has the title of a female sword immortal in the world, but she is still like a little girl by her side.

After hearing this, Dugu refused directly.

"I don't want to be distracted. The path of swordsmanship is my way back."

Changle no longer advised him, but just told him about his understanding of swordsmanship.

However, Changle was also passed on to Fang La. Although he could not achieve great success, it was still fine to live for two or three hundred years.

Changle thought Jiumozhi could learn, but he didn't expect that he refused.

Three years later, Fang La went to Jiangnan, and his former subordinates rebelled, so he was about to go there and stare at them.

Now the Immortal Sect dares not say that every citizen can live with dignity, but at least others dare not humiliate these helpless people for no reason.

"I didn't expect you to get started in three years." Changle wanted to rub her hair, but found that Xiao Wan'er had become a big girl.

She lowered her head and didn't say anything because she knew that after learning the martial arts, she was going to leave.

"Where is Brother Changle going?" She asked, looking down at her sword-fitting.

"Go to the sky." Changle said with a smile, "I left the Immortal Sect's business. If you can, you can take care of it. If you find out that you really don't care, it's the most important thing to protect yourself."

"I understand." She said depressedly.

"Did you remember all the sword skills I taught you?"

"Remember!"

"Do you... have any wishes?"
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