I was an immortal emperor in the Sui and Tang Dynasties

Chapter 112 Starting with 800 Years of Cultivation
"Ding! You have read the Buddhist Fahai's "Letter to the Emperor" and gained mana for 800 years."

A mechanical sound rang in Yang Guang's ears, and Yang Guang suddenly felt a torrential rain falling in his purple mansion, filling his lake instantly.

Qi training, foundation building, Jindan, Yuanying, Huashen.

Round lumps of golden elixirs appeared in the Purple Mansion, and then the golden elixirs shattered, and a baby appeared, with multicolored light flashing behind the baby's head, and yin and yang qi were swallowed in the eyes, and it looked like Tai Chi, evolving into all kinds of things. The sky changes, giving birth to thousands of auras.

In an instant, Yang Guang changed from a rookie Qi refiner to a master of transforming gods, and became an existence on par with Monk Fahai.

Reaching the sky in one step, this is the power of the system, with the system, everything is omnipotent.

"Haha!" Yang Guang laughed, feeling very happy, everything is under his control, he is only one step away from crossing the catastrophe, as long as he has enough magic power now.

Cultivation is impossible, you can only rely on the system to get enough mana.

Qin Qiong and others looked at Yang Guang, they didn't understand why Yang Guang laughed.As a generation of outstanding people, after arriving here, I realized that my innate realm is nothing at all. I am surrounded by monks, flying with swords, and I and others are mortals. There is no prestige in being treated as a mortal, who can come and go as soon as he is called.

"Look, have all the masters of the Wuliang Sword Sect arrived?" Yang Guang left the camp and looked at the distant mountain peaks. very different.

"I have seen it, there are ten sword lights, there should be ten gods." Qin Qiong said quickly.

"Shubao, they are not gods yet, they are just monks. There should be no gods in this war. Since they are monks, they are not powerful. Soon, you will be able to." Yang Guang put his hands behind his back, The momentum is vigorous.

Looking at Yang Guang's back, Qin Qiong always felt that Yang Guang was a little different from before.

In the past, Yang Guang faced these monks, although he was neither humble nor overbearing, but he was definitely not like the one in front of him. He didn't care about the other party at all, and he didn't know what the other party had to rely on.

"Thank you for your grace." Qin Qiong said with a wry smile: "Your Majesty, I have already broken my body, and the way of immortality is very difficult. I want to follow the way of witchcraft. However, my son wants to enter the way of immortality, so please let your majesty do it."

"Yes, you can let your son enter the arsenal and choose the immortal method. Not only you, but also Zhijie and Luo Shixin's sons can be used. Uncle Bao, as long as you are loyal to the court and me, I will reward you." Yang Guang was very happy. good.

Qin Qiong was overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly fell to the ground, shouting long live.

He was originally an officer of the Sui Dynasty, but after Zhang Xutuo died, he followed Pei Renji. After Pei Renji was defeated, he surrendered to Li Mi and Zhai Rang, and now he returned to the embrace of the Sui Dynasty.

Unexpectedly, His Majesty the Emperor didn't have any prejudice against him, and now he is rewarded generously, which moved him very much and made him feel like he was doing his best.

"Shubao! Look, those monks have not yet become gods, and they are superior to us. If they become gods, will these people care about our lives?" Yang Guang shook his head and said: "Aren't they He will control our life and death, if you want to get everything, you need to rely on yourself. After capturing the world, think about how to capture more things to make your cultivation speed faster."

"I understand." Qin Qiong clenched his fists when he thought of Wang Jiantong's appearance when he saw Yang Guang.What His Majesty said makes sense. If you want to become a master and not be discriminated against by others, you need to strengthen yourself, and even the human race needs to strengthen yourself.

On the mountain peak, Wang Jiantong stood with several senior brothers. In front of them was a middle-aged Taoist man, handsome and unrestrained, dressed in a blue Taoist robe, with his hands behind his back, full of sword energy.

"Uncle Master, the emperor sent a message to invite us to discuss swords with Buddhism in the depths of the mountain, so as not to injure the soldiers in the battle between the two sides." Wang Jiantong said quickly: "I don't know how to reply to him, so please tell my uncle. "

"The emperor is not simple. He doesn't just want us to discuss swords in other places to avoid innocent casualties. More importantly, he needs us to help him hold back the Buddhist masters, seize Tongguan by himself, and approach the city of Chang'an." Taoist Nian stroked his beard and smiled lightly.

"How dare a mere mortal dare to take advantage of me and other monks?" A handsome young man next to Wang Jiantong sneered, "Could it be true that we monks can't kill the emperor? It's an easy thing."

"Junior Brother Jiang, this emperor is different from other emperors. The saints appear, and the sages of the human race support us. We must maintain proper respect, even on the surface." Wang Jiantong hesitated: "It's not just us, but Li There are also women entering the palace under the mountain gate."

"A monk will marry a mortal emperor? Brother Wang, you can't joke!" Jiang He couldn't help but laugh.

"Maybe it was temporarily collected! It is difficult for the Lishan sect to do such a thing. How long a mortal emperor can live is at most 150 years, or even shorter. The Lishan sect will not do such an unwise thing. "The middle-aged Taoist shook his head and said: "However, what Jian Tong said makes sense. The emperor of the world will still have some effect on my Wuliang Jianzong in the future. .Send someone to tell the emperor, and say that I, Wuliang Jianzong, thank His Majesty the Emperor, and will definitely help him hold back the Buddhist sect."

The middle-aged Taoist decided to cooperate with the emperor. However, after cooperating, he still had to tell His Majesty the emperor that he knew very well what the other party was doing.

A flash of sword light flashed by, and Jiang He flew towards the barracks.

"Who is the mortal emperor?" In the big tent, Yang Guang and others were discussing matters, when they heard a scream from above their heads, and then saw a young Taoist appearing in front of the big tent.

"Early Golden Core Stage." Yang Guang showed a smile on his lips, stopped the angry crowd, and cupped his hands and said, "I don't know what the Taoist priest ordered?"

"Emperor, my uncle said, you fight honestly, and you can't participate in the fighting between monks. This is not something you can consider." Jiang He looked at Yang Guang's appearance, with a hint of disdain on the corner of his mouth, When he saw Shi Feixuan and Houhou beside Yang Guang, a strange color flickered in his eyes.

If there is no accident, these two women are from the Lishan sect, and they are indeed pretty. There are many beauties in the Wuliang Sword Sect, but there are very few who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the two women.

(End of this chapter)