Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

"Master Jiang? But that Jiang Taichu who pushed the Xingzhou Chinese to kill Wang Zhongyan and killed Qiao Bin, the founder of the Winter Soldier organization at Moling Lake... I have long admired his name!"

The originally cloudy and lifeless eyes of the old palace master Tangun suddenly burst into light, like a dying person looking back at the light, and he stared at Jiang Tian with a face full of ecstasy and shock.

Seeing Li Jinzhu nodding, he quickly threw himself in front of Jiang Tian's feet, bowed his head, and was so grateful that he burst into tears:

"Thank you, Master Jiang, for slaying the evil spirits of the East, continuing the fireworks for our Tangun lineage, and avenging great revenge!"

He said impassionedly: "Your great kindness and virtue, Tangun's lineage and the people of South Korea will never forget it from generation to generation!"

"Old sir, it's just a little effort. You're welcome..."

Jiang Tian quickly helped him up, sat down on a Taishi chair, fed him a Qi-nourishing elixir, and injected a stream of true energy to warm him up.

He knew that Lord Tangun's palace had actually run out of gas, and was only being held on by a sense of resentment.

At this time, powerful enemies and enemies are waiting to kill him. Without the support of resentment, he may die in seconds.

Later, Jiang Tian gave Li Jinzhu a bottle of elixir and asked her to share it with everyone.

Everyone took the medicine, forced themselves to sit on the floor, and looked at Jiang Tian with eyes full of reverence and gratitude.

And Li Jianxi called many subordinates of the Xingyue Li family to collect the corpses and tidy up the damaged courtyard.

"Master Jiang, where did this elixir come from?"

After just a few breaths after taking the elixir, the old palace owner Tangun suddenly felt much more energetic and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Oh, I made it myself!"

"Master Jiang also knows how to make alchemy and medicine?" Palace Master Tangun was shocked again and couldn't believe it.

Tangun's lineage included both Confucianism and Taoism, and he was especially sophisticated in the study of alchemy.

This is not surprising. On Seorak Mountain, centuries-old ginseng, velvet antler, saposhnikovia, schisandra chinensis, cicada grass and other valuable traditional Chinese medicines are everywhere.

They made good use of their strengths and avoided their weaknesses, adapted measures to local conditions, and worked hard on this. In the study of alchemy refining, they far surpassed the Quanzhen sect of the Shennong sect in China.

But at this time, Palace Master Tangun felt that the elixir they refined was far different from Jiang Tian's elixir and could not be compared at all.

"I just know a thing or two!" Jiang Tian smiled faintly.

This is just an ordinary Qi-nourishing pill, which is far from the effect of the Yuan-Building Pill.

"Master Jiang is a descendant of the King of Medicine Group. He invented many new medicines and swept across China!"

On the other side, Li Jinzhu looked admiring.

"I have long heard that Master Jiang is a scholar of heaven and man, and has knowledge of all laws. When I saw him today, it turned out to be true!"

The old palace master of Tangun had a look of admiration and shock.

This Master Jiang could become famous and establish a sect just by relying on his alchemy skills. Not to mention he was a strong martial artist and an expert in martial arts. It is true that there is no false scholar under the great reputation.

"Palace Master, you are too polite!" Jiang Tian smiled and didn't take it to heart.

Seeing Jiang Tian's humble attitude, Tangun's old palace owner couldn't help but respect Jiang Tian even more. This is the true demeanor of a master.

Suddenly an idea struck him, and he was so blessed that he said with twinkling eyes: "Master Jiang, this junior has a merciless request!"

"Palace Master Tangun, you are welcome, we can be friends on equal terms! Just call him by his first name!"

"Yes, yes, Master Jiang!" Palace Master Tangun still looked respectful, which made Jiang Tian lose his temper.

"Let's talk..." Jiang Tian was helpless and a little dizzy.

"Junior wants to ask Master Jiang to condescend to be the master of our Tangun Palace!"

As soon as the old palace master said these words, Li Jianxi, Li Jinzhu and many disciples of Tangun's lineage were shocked and dumbfounded.

Tangun, in the eyes of the South Korean people, is the existence of the founding ancestor, just like Nuwa, Fuxi and other gods in the eyes of the Chinese.

The master of Tangun Daogong Palace is like an ancient priest who can communicate with the ancestors. His words represent the consciousness of the gods, giving guidance and protecting the destiny of the country.

The master of the Taoist Palace has the highest status in South Korea. He keeps his promise and even when the president meets, he must show courtesy and kowtow three times and nine times.

But now, the old palace master has given up his position to Jiang Tian willingly. What an honor and respect this is?

"Master Jiang, please agree!" But soon, Li Jinzhu came to his senses and looked at Jiang Tian with a pleading look on his face.

She understood that Tangun now existed in name only and the inheritance was cut off.

In the eyes of the strong men in the East, they were just like ants crushed to death. As soon as Jiang Tian left, they could make a comeback immediately.

The old palace master's decision seemed unreasonable, but it was actually quite discerning and the wisest choice.

Only by embracing the thick thighs of men like Jiang Tian, ​​who is all-powerful, can we revive the lineage of Tangun.

"Old Palace Master, thank you for your love!"

Jiang Tian smiled bitterly and shook his head: "But this is not suitable. I am Chinese, and Tangun's lineage is the spiritual symbol of South Korea. In terms of emotion and reason, it is not suitable for me to be the palace master!"

"Master Jiang, you can be the Xingzhou Imperial Master, why can't you be our Palace Master?"

The old palace master's hands, which were like dead branches, tightly grasped Jiang Tian's big hand. His deep-set eyes were filled with tears, and he begged pitifully: "Only if you are the palace master, can I leave with peace of mind!"

"There are many Chinese in Singapore, and Li Xianlong is also a Chinese who went to Southeast Asia. This is different!"

Jiang Tian declined.

If he doesn't do the things that are unfair and unjust, his position will burn his buttocks and he won't be able to sit safely, which is all trouble.

"Master Jiang, if you don't agree, I will kneel down to you!"

The old palace master burst into tears, stood up, and knelt down directly.

"Only you can revitalize Tangun's lineage. If you don't agree, I will die in peace!"

He looked up and screamed, and he was so anxious that he actually vomited a mouthful of blood.

Even when a person is about to die, his words are good.

Tangun's line declined in the hands of the old palace owner. He wanted to find a glorious future for Tangun's line, even without regard for dignity.

"Old Palace Master!"

"Master Jiang, just promise me, Master!"

Seeing that he was so anxious that he vomited blood, many disciples of Tangun's lineage screamed in surprise, and then they all knelt down and begged with tears in their eyes.

"Master Jiang, just agree and let the old palace master rest in peace!"

The faces of Li Jinzhu and everyone in the Xingyue Li family also changed dramatically, and they quickly fell to their knees and begged.

Jiang Tian helped the old palace master up, helped him sit down on the bed, and said sincerely:

"Old Palace Master, I suggest that Miss Li Jinzhu take over the lineage of Tangun. Don't worry, as long as I am here, I will definitely help her revive the lineage of Tangun!"

"Jinzhu, you and Master Jiang..." The old palace master's aura gradually faded, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

In fact, at this moment, the old palace master didn't understand the relationship between Jiang Tian and Li Jinzhu. The incident happened so suddenly that there was no time to explain it.

"He is Jinzhu's lover... Don't worry, sir!"

Li Jianxi held the old palace master's thin palm and said with tears.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

The old palace master shouted three "good" words, stood up with excitement on his face, and ordered: "Disciples of Tangun's lineage obey the order!"

"Palace Master! Disciple, obey the order!" Everyone immediately knelt down and worshiped.

"From now on, Li Jinzhu will inherit the lineage of Tangun and serve as the palace master!" the old palace master said loudly.

"Yes!" All the disciples shouted together.

Witnessed by everyone, the old palace master passed on the crown Xiapei, jade seal, jade Ruyi, scepter, etc. that represented Tangun's inheritance to Li Jinzhu.

"I'll wait to meet Palace Master Li Jinzhu!"

Many disciples kowtowed nine times to Li Jinzhu, who was wearing a golden crown and Xia Pei, and changed their names.

Li Jinzhu led many disciples to offer incense and worship to the statue of Tangun and swear to worship the god.

…

A simple inheritance ceremony is completed.

The old palace master held Jiang Tian's arm with his left hand and waved his right hand wildly. While spitting blood, he looked up to the sky and shouted:

"With Master Kang as my backer, our Tangun lineage will be revitalized! Why worry about not being prosperous? Tangun - we can be saved!"

After saying this, he boomed! With a sound, he fell down on the bed, closed his eyes, and passed away suddenly.

There was still a happy and hopeful smile on his face, and he ended up smiling.

"Old Palace Master..."

Under the high platform, in the Grand Avenue Palace, hundreds of disciples knelt on the ground together, wailing loudly, and their voices were tragic.

With the support of the Seongwol Lee family, the destroyed Tangun Palace was renovated in just a few hours.

If it weren't for the faint smell of gunpowder smoke still lingering in the air, everyone would even suspect that nothing had happened.

Tangun's people also notified the South Korean government and issued an announcement to all walks of life to announce this important news.

The next day, senior political officials and representatives from all walks of life, headed by South Korean President Roh Moo-hyun, braved the wind and snow, kowtowed step by step along the mountain road, and climbed to Tangun Daogong Palace to meet with Ri Jinzhu, the new palace master, and recognize his legal status.

Various media outlets in South Korea have also published numerous reports.

However, the fact that Tangun's lineage was controlled by the powerful Eastern powers and the battle between Jiang Tian and Anbei Qingkong were kept secret, and the death of the old palace master was also reported to have passed away...

In the next few days, Lee Jin-joo also gave a speech in the media, saying that he would revitalize the Tangun lineage, carry forward the Tangun spirit, and make new contributions to South Korea's national unity and economic and social development.

Posters with Li Jinzhu wearing a harem and a golden crown, sitting high on a throne and overlooking the world, are plastered all over the streets and alleys of South Korea.

She has a beautiful face, exudes a holy aura, and is full of majesty, just like a goddess descending to earth.

The appointment of the new head of Tangun Palace to the throne is a big event for South Korea, no less than the announcement of the new president's inauguration.

The whole of South Korea has a three-day holiday, and all walks of life hold colorful and various celebration activities, including dragon boat races, beating war drums, blasting firecrackers, and the gongs and drums are noisy, and the whole world celebrates.

Three days later, Li Jinzhu, who was so busy that he never touched the ground, finally found time to discuss Tangun's future development with Jiang Tian in detail.

"Owner……"

In an elegant guest room in Tangun Palace, it is as warm as spring, and paper lanterns exude a soft light.

Li Jinzhu took off his cloth shoes, revealing his little feet covered in cotton socks. He walked in slowly, prostrated himself to Jiang Tianyingying who was sitting on the fire bed, sipping shochu and eating side dishes, and knelt on the ground.

At this time, she was wearing a traditional South Korean costume, a red wide skirt and a green short jacket, dignified and elegant.

Three thousand silky black hairs were coiled up on top of her head to form a simple bun, with a phoenix-shaped antique jasper hairpin inserted, revealing a section of her tender and slender neck and even part of her back. Her fair skin defied the frost and snow, attracting people's imagination. .

After she knelt down, her round and plump buttocks also tightened into a round curve, which was extremely attractive.