Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

Chi!

Jinling, Fulong Mountain.

With a flash of sharp cold light, a cloud of blood flew out, and a corpse flew out.

Huo Qingtian casually played a fireball talisman that Jiang Tian left for him, burned the body into ashes, then walked into the mansion with the bloody sword, bowed and said: "Mother, I'm afraid this is the last wave today. !”

"Well, the news that my husband is in the East has spread to the dark world. I'm afraid no one will dare to invade in the future!"

Zhao Xueqing withdrew her consciousness, stroked the head of the little Monkey Qitian who was sitting next to him and scratched his head, glanced at the members of the Tianmeng present, smiled and nodded: "Everyone, thank you for your hard work!"

"It is our honor to serve Master Jiang!"

Huo Qingtian, Zhao Yuankun, Wei Feilong, Hongye and other members of the Tianmeng all bowed enthusiastically.

Since the news of Jiang Taichu's death spread, in recent days, there have been twelve waves, with more than seventy dark warriors attacking the Jiang family in Jinling, some trying to destroy related industries.

But under the leadership of Zhao Xueqing, many members of the Sky Alliance were chopping melons and vegetables, killing them continuously, feeling very happy and proud.

You know, the last time the big hidden flower offered a reward, it happened to overlap with the interception of Qiao Bin, which caused many members of the Tianmen League to focus on one thing and not the other. They did not participate in the bloodbath of Jinling and suffered losses at the hands of Qiao Bin. They became a huge laughing stock.

Jiang Tian had taught them martial arts and martial arts, and was very kind to them. They were really unhappy and felt very sorry for Jiang Tian.

Now, they fought bravely and repelled the strong men who invaded by organizations such as Blood Totem, Butterfly Skeleton, Tombstone, and Sky Eye. They truly allowed the Tianmeng to show their strength and become famous, and then they let go of the pent-up energy in their chests.

"Mother, shall we go to Dongyang to cheer for Master Jiang?"

Master Hongye said with a smile: "I heard that many of my colleagues in the martial arts and cultivation circles have gone!"

"Well, let's go! Let's charter a flight and leave!"

Zhao Xueqing knew that the news that Jiang Taichu was not dead could scare those young people, and she felt relieved.

Besides, she and Jiang Tian couldn't bear the torment of longing for each other as they had been missing each other for three days.

"Great! I can finally witness Master Jiang's sword killing Gong Yuanyi!" Many Tianmeng masters were gearing up and excited.

When going out, Zhao Xueqing saw Huang Ling'er still sitting cross-legged in meditation under the clear light in the medicine field, practicing hard.

In front of me, several bluebells swayed in the wind, and the scent of medicine filled my nostrils.

As her skills were activated, streams of green Yimu aura gathered from all directions and poured into the roots of the bluebell along her consciousness.

And with the influx of Yimu's breath, those bluebells seemed to be greener and more vibrant.

She walked over with a smile and said: "Ling'er, are you bored by meditating all day? Do you want to travel to Japan?"

"Sister Qing'er, I'm not going! I'm not bored either. I have to guard these medicinal herbs from Professor Jiang! Look, a few more plants have matured and are growing really well!"

"Thanks for your hard work!"

Qing'er felt a pity in her heart, touched her hair lovingly, and said with a smile: "Then you can continue playing! Pay attention to safety!"

There might be some fighting during the trip to the East, so it would be safer to leave her here with Gui Jia Ki, Shen Man Ge and others to guard her.

"Yes, Sister Qing'er, I can!" Huang Ling'er smiled brightly and immersed herself in cultivation again.

Looking at her pretty back, a thought flashed through Zhao Xueqing's mind: What a lovely girl, her husband should restore her memory.

…

Just as Zhao Xueqing and many powerful people in the Chinese cultivation world rushed to the East.

And Jiang Tian has returned to Ishii Yuren's villa and is about to refine all the spiritual power in the soul-inducing flute.

"The soul-inducing bamboo is really extraordinary. It can absorb and refine all the spiritual power of the six shikigami!"

Jiang Tian opened his eyes with a look of joy.

Soul-inducing bamboo, an excellent material for controlling the mind, is rare in the world of cultivation.

The soul-guiding flute can not only absorb spiritual power, but after being refined by Jiang Tian, ​​it has become a magic weapon. And at least it is a middle-grade magic weapon that can refine and purify these spiritual powers.

In this way, it would be much more convenient for Jiang Tian to refine and absorb these relatively pure spiritual powers.

Therefore, it only took a dozen hours for Jiang Tian to turn all of these mental powers into his own consciousness.

At this time, the consciousness in the small lake in his forehead was at least ten times more vast than before, and it was even more concentrated.

"Try it!"

Jiang Tian thought, and the golden lake in his forehead rippled with consciousness.

Boom! With a sound, a golden god general with a height of more than three meters jumped out.

This god general has a bright golden light all over his body. He has silkworm eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, three strands of black beard hanging down his chest. He is wearing golden armor and holding a Qinglong Yanyue Sword. He is three meters tall. If the villa is not high enough, I am afraid that A hole was pushed out of the villa.

"I will finally pay my respects to my master!"

There was a harsh metal friction sound all over the god general's body, he knelt down on one knee, cupped his fist and saluted Jiang Tian.

"If you also have a red face, then you are the perfect Guan Erye! How about I call you Xiao Guan Guan from now on?" Jiang Tian laughed, very pleased.

Before absorbing the spiritual power of the six shikigami, even if Jiang Tian condensed all his spiritual consciousness, he could only condense an inch-long sword.

But now, this divine general is completely the condensation of his spiritual power. No matter the size or purity, it cannot be compared with the Sword of Divine Consciousness.

In this way, it only consumes one-fifth of his spiritual consciousness. While releasing the divine general, you can still use the flying sword.

Moreover, this god general can change at will according to his will, and has spirituality, which is almost the same as his external incarnation. He can attack and defend on his own without spending his spiritual consciousness to command and drive, which is better than flying swords. make.

The best thing is that when Jiang Tianruo doesn't want to use this divine general, he can turn him into an ordinary divine consciousness to enhance his perception and control of magical weapons, without wasting any money.

Now his consciousness can spread across a radius of fifty kilometers. If condensed into a linear line, it can even be pushed further. Therefore, it is definitely not an exaggeration to say that his flying sword can decapitate people from a hundred miles away.

…

In the living room, Duguxiao was dragging the mayor of Shizuoka County and Kamo Kamo to play the landlord game with great interest.

As for the vice president of the Mitsui family, he did not have the opportunity to sit at the card table and could only serve tea and water and pass cigarettes.

Yes, he has been tired of watching TV recently. The Chinese channel of Ishii Yuren's house is a bit sparse, just those few programs.

After learning the activity of playing landlords from Jiang Tian, ​​which is beneficial to physical and mental health, he immediately started playing it day and night.

"Bageya Road, are you going to play your cards? Am I the landlord, or is he the landlord? Don't let him get away!"

Duguxiao yelled angrily at Kamo Yunwen and kicked him hard, bullying this great priest who could talk to His Majesty the Emperor until he burst into tears.

"Brother Xiao, I've been playing for twelve hours. I'm very sleepy..." Kamo Yumon begged without tears.

"If you make the wrong card again, I'll chop you up!"

Duguxiao now knows a few words in Japanese, especially those that threaten people.

"Where is Jiang Taichu, come out!"

At this moment, Sasaki Haisa walked in quickly, surrounded by several impressive middle-aged people.

She was dressed in a white kendo uniform and was holding the famous sword "Leng Yue" in her hand, which was famous in the East. She had a beautiful appearance, a cold complexion, and an outstanding temperament. However, she was also very heroic, just like a kendo girl from the comics.

"Who are you? If you want to see my Chu brother, just meet my Chu brother! Get out!"

Duguxiao threw down the playing cards and said arrogantly.

"You are my grandfather, and I am your grandson! Please, Grandpa Huaxia, spare my life!"

Sasaki Haisana shouted in Chinese.

She was taken into the ditch by Ishii Gonren, which she always thought was a curse and threat.

"It's alright with this attitude. Sister Ishii, please welcome me!" Duguxiao said with a smile.

Next to him, Ishii Yuren said with a sweet smile: "Ms. Sasaki, Mr. Jiang is doing some repairs. I can tell you what you are doing!"

Haisa Sasaki took out a solemn and simple invitation and said coldly: "Old Sword God Palace One, I want to fight Master Jiang!"

Hearing this, Ishii Yuren's delicate body stiffened suddenly, and her face suddenly changed wildly, becoming as white as paper.

"Oh my god! Is even the old Sword God going to take action?"

The captives, Kamo Kumo, Mitsui Hisashi, and the mayor of Fukuoka Prefecture, had expressions of ecstasy. If they weren't afraid that Jiang Tian was here, they would have jumped up and cheered.

"Miyamoto Genichi? The one who killed three transformation masters in Yan'an in 1939?"

Dugu Xiao's face suddenly turned extremely cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Did Dugu Qiu kill him?"

"Yes, so what?" Sasaki Haisa said dismissively.

"That's great! This old dog is still alive! It's great. This time, I'm going to cut off his head!"

Duguxiao's eyes flashed with fierceness and he said with hatred.

Duguqiu was his grandfather, who died at the hands of Miyamoto Genichi.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, several members of the Dugu family died at the hands of masters from the Miyamoto family. Miyamoto Yuanichi and him could be said to have a feud.

"How dare you, who are you? How dare you insult the old sword god of Japan!" Sasaki Haisa said angrily.

Chi!

She pulled out Leng Yue and pointed at Dugu Xiao from a distance, as if she would fight with Dugu Xiao if they disagreed.

"Kneel down and kowtow and plead guilty, or I will kill you!" Sasaki Haisha's cold and elegant face was full of murderous intent.

She was naturally very afraid of Jiang Taichu, after all, it was an existence that could destroy even the six shikigami of the Eastern Sword Master.

But Dugu Xiao, she was not afraid at all.

Her strength is on par with Eitaro Momoi, and she can even suppress King Aoki.

"You bitch, you still dare to wield a knife or a gun in my territory. Do you want to die?"

Suddenly, a voice of divine consciousness exploded like thunder in Sasaki Haisa's mind.

Thump thump thump!

Sasaki Haisa staggered back a dozen steps.

Her face turned pale, and blood arrows spurted out from her seven orifices. She almost fell to the ground on her back, and could not even hold the "Leng Yue" knife steady.

It can be said that Jiang Tian only used one-tenth of his spiritual consciousness, which caused great damage to her mental power.

In the East, ninjutsu, onmyojitsu, and kendo all flourished, but the most powerful one was kendo.

Kendo is a combination of physical body, spirit, and sword spirit. As one of the top five kendo masters in the East, Sasaki Haisa's mental power is also very strong and powerful, but at this time, even Jiang Tianyi is one-tenth Even my consciousness can’t bear it.