"My life was saved by Master. I am not a disciple of Long Qiguan. Wherever Master is, that is my home."

Ning Ku never looked back and left the courtyard.

When Jiang Changsheng heard this, he no longer stopped him.

Everyone has his or her own ambitions, and I am gratified that Taoist Master Qingxu can cultivate such disciples.

But Jiang Changsheng can't imitate him. Now the capital and Long Qiguan need him, and he can't leave.

Jiang Changsheng opened the letter, and the content inside was similar to what Ning Ku said. There was no greeting, just like an ordinary intelligence letter. The last sentence actually moved him a little.

"If you can't do it, take care of yourself."

Jiang Changsheng silently put the letter away and then adjusted the incense value.

[Current Incense Value: 74003]

"All the Chaozong who are preparing to besiege Dajing come to besiege me. Can I suppress them easily?"

[It needs to consume 4000 incense points, do you want to continue?]

Four thousand is not too outrageous.

The trouble is that the other party will target the big scene first.

Jiang Changsheng silently chose no, and then sent a message to Jiang Ziyu in the palace, asking him to make preparations in advance.

…

In the twelfth year of Qianwu, the emperor ordered to mobilize 800,000 troops to the border of the Jin Dynasty. He was ready to swallow up the Jin Dynasty first!

The next month, a blockbuster news shocked Dajing Wulin. Emperor Yang Zhao of Fentian Pavilion returned to the court and served as a fourth-rank general. All the disciples of Fentian Pavilion joined the army and rushed to the Jin Dynasty together.

Jiang Changsheng was quite surprised to learn the news. He heard from Li Min that the emperor wrote a secret letter and asked the white-clothed guards to hand it over to Emperor Yang Zhao. What was the specific content? His people did not find out clearly. Hua Jianxin had separated from the white-clothed guards.

Wei has no right to know.

This day and night.

Jiang Changsheng and Bai Qi opened their eyes at the same time, and even Bai Long, who was sleeping soundly, raised his head and looked towards the direction of the palace.

This breath is...

God!

A true man of God!

Even more powerful than Juexin Divine Monk after burning his energy and blood!

Jiang Changsheng squinted his eyes, this aura was safe, he finally succeeded.

Thirty-three-year-old Ping An, with Jiang Ziyu's full support, became a god. To reach god at such a young age is definitely a shocking genius.

Jiang Changsheng had to sigh with emotion. Although Jiang Yu was mediocre, he really gave birth to a good son. Ping An's martial arts qualifications were definitely the strongest he had ever seen. He had been extremely powerful since he was a child. He was a natural martial arts seedling, and even the former martial arts masters

The genius Xu Tianji was afraid of it on the first day.

Unfortunately, in order to support his illegitimate son, Jiang Yu poisoned Ping An's mother and son, leaving Ping An with disabilities throughout his life. Perhaps this was God's will, and God's will did not allow a healthy Ping An to be born.

Then again, although Ping'an's qualifications are terrible, the main reason why he can become a god is because of Jiang Ziyu's willingness. Over the years, all the rare treasures collected by the entire dynasty were thrown at Ping'an alone, and the medicine pool alone was soaked.

Two years later, fortunately, it was successful.
Chapter completed!