Girl, I’ll Teach You Cultivation

Shentu Renjie's mansion is no worse than Jiang Yuan's. They are all maids in court attire. Since Jiang Xiu came here to meet the Emperor, Shentu Renjie didn't dare to neglect, so he asked Jiang Xiu to wait in the hall and go to the study by himself. He wrote the memorial and sent it to the ancestral hall in person.

Jiang Xiu was quite bored waiting in the hall, so he went to the yard to admire the flowers and plants planted around. A disciple was watching over him. He saw Jiang Xiu holding his arms in his arms and saluting, saying, "I have seen Jiang Shenjun."

Jiang Xiu waved his hand slightly: "No."

His eyes swept across the courtyard, all kinds of rare medicinal ingredients, these are simply not seen on the earth, many of them are extremely precious even in the Xianwu Continent.

This outstanding Mr. Shentu has quite a family background.

"Apricot Yellow Snow Cotton Branch..."

"Crying Blood Flower..."

Seeing Jiang Xiu, the disciple noticed the most precious medicinal materials in this courtyard at a glance, and praised: "It is precisely these two precious treasures, Jiang Shenjun is also a master of all kinds..."

"I can't talk about it!" Jiang Xiu admired it again and said, "Does God Emperor often meet people?"

The disciple said: "Back to the gods, the gods used to meet with gods from all walks of life, but in recent years there have been fewer, and it is unknown whether the gods will be able to see the gods this time, but the cultivation resources and skills of the gods are ancestral court. There will be a special person to arrange it, so don’t worry about it.”

From their point of view, Jiang Xiu is of course here for resources and skills, but they don't know that Jiang Xiu is now possessing the Great Conferring Art of the Three Thousand Ways and Eleven, and even the God Emperor will be envious if he knows it.

The purpose of his trip was just to determine the identity of the Emperor.

"You've become younger in recent years?" Jiang Xiu's heart moved slightly: "Why? Did something happen in the past few years?"

The disciple looked around and said softly, "Occasionally, I heard my lord mention to a visitor that the Lord God-Emperor had cast the Great Destiny Technique a few years ago, and his divine power was consumed too much, and he would often fall into a deep sleep."

"Casted the Great Destiny Technique?" Jiang Xiu showed a contemplative look, his expression suddenly changed, and he asked nervously: "How long ago was that?"

"I don't know the details, maybe four or five years ago."

Four or five years ago, it was the time when he suddenly returned to Ye Bing's home from the Xianwu Continent and returned to high school. Could it be that his return was because the God Emperor cast the Great Destiny Technique? Could it be that Cheng Lingsu was really the God Emperor.

If everything is true, then why would she do it?

According to the normal life trajectory, she Cheng Lingsu should be very successful. According to her life plan, she got rid of Jiang Xiu, the trash, and married her lover as she wished. Lord, it can be said to be perfect, what is there to be dissatisfied with, to use such a powerful spell?

The Great Destiny Technique is the first of the three thousand Taoist methods, the most heaven-defying spell, which greatly damages the cultivation base and the divine body. It is as powerful as a god emperor. After casting it, it becomes a sick child who has to fall asleep from time to time. The cost of casting spells is high.

"Then do you know why the God Emperor wants to use the Great Destiny?"

"I don't know, I'm afraid no one will know except the Emperor himself."

The thoughtful look in Jiang Xiu's eyes grew stronger.

He once thought that something happened to him in the Xianwu Continent, and he lost part of his memory. Now it seems that the possibility of the God Emperor using the Great Destiny Art is more likely. Su Su is really the God Emperor?

Jiang Xiu could solve this mystery as long as he saw the Emperor.

The sunlight in the afternoon is dimmer than that on the earth, giving people a stronger feeling after dusk, giving rise to an inexplicable sense of depression, perhaps because of Jiang Xiu's own mood, seeing that everything in the courtyard is dark. of.

If Cheng Lingsu was really the emperor, Jiang Xiu would never look up to her, and he would not care about this seventh-rank priest Lieyang Shenjun.

"grown ups!"

A voice came from the entrance of the mansion, Shentu Renjie came back, Jiang Xiu stood up from his seat, took a few steps towards him, looked at his face and asked, "How is it?"

Shentu Renjie rushed to Jiangxiu and shook his head lightly: "My lord, the God Emperor, is not summoned."

"She didn't see me?"

Jiang Xiu also read the books in Shentu Renjie's house just now. Among the messy records of old events, the seventh rank, especially the newly appointed priests, would be received by the emperor.

"Why didn't she see me?"

Shentu Renjie said with a wry smile: "Who dares to talk too much now, the Emperor of God. In recent years, the Emperor of God has not seen many people, and they are all extremely important people. Jiang Daoyou has just joined the ancestral court, and it may take some time, so don't be discouraged. "

"discouraged?"

Jiang Xiu sneered, he had never been loyal to his ancestral court, so why should he be discouraged.

However, when the Emperor of God didn't see her, Jiang Xiu became more and more sure that she was Cheng Lingsu. If Shentu Renjie came back and said that the God Emperor was sleeping, Jiang Xiu might not be so sure that Jiang Xiu couldn't see him, but he didn't see him when he was awake, which was a bit self-deprecating.

"Jiang Daoyou, you have worked so hard from afar. I have asked someone to prepare thin wine. Please invite the restaurant and let the old man welcome you..."

"Thank you, Lord Shentu!"

The streets along the way were very bustling, with many casual cultivators, protoss, and cosmic species haunting them. Jiang Xiu looked at the buildings and streets outside all the way, his eyes pondering. Shentu Renjie led Jiang Xiu into the restaurant here.

After arriving at the restaurant, Jiang Xiu excused himself and walked away, calling a waiter in the hotel, who bowed and saluted: "My lord, what do you want me to do for you?"

Jiang Xiu said: "It's a pity that I didn't see the God-Emperor the first time I came. You can find a painter and make a portrait of the God-Emperor. I will take it back and enshrine it at home."

"yes!"

In Immortal Martial Continent, many sects will hang up the portraits of the ancestors. The emperor is the lord of the ancestral court, and the people here will definitely hang up the portraits. The emperor does not see him, but Jiang Xiu has a way to see him Allow.

In the palace of the ancestral court, a goddess in snow-white military uniform looks far away. Her clothes are woven from the white feathers of celestial birds. The pendant is very long, resting on the cloud of smoke, it is full of grace and nobility. On her head is a crown of high temple feathers, shining with crystal silver light. That face is so perfect that people dare not look directly at it, and her whole body is even more radiant. Shine holy.

"Jiang Xiu, did you guess it's the emperor?"

This goddess' skin is crystal clear and white, her eyes are picturesque, her nose bridge is high, and under her nose is a pair of plump red lips, which is exactly the same as Cheng Lingsu's face.

"You're smarter than I imagined."

From the fact that Jiang Xiu asked people to get the portrait of the God Emperor, she could basically conclude that Jiang Xiu had already guessed that it was her, and even if he was not sure, he was already very suspicious.

"That's all!"

She knew that she couldn't hide it any longer. It was too easy to find her portraits in this ancestral home. Even if they hid all the portraits, it would be too much for this place.

"You know it's me, what will you do next?"

Not long after, the hotel waiter came back with a portrait. Jiang Xiu left the table with an excuse, went to a place where no one was there, and spread out the portrait. On the portrait, a goddess stood on a cliff, dressed in white like snow, Holding up his right hand, smiling, sacred and inviolable, Jiang Xiu's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

"It's really her!"

The goddess in the portrait is Cheng Lingsu. To be more precise, she is more beautiful and temperamental than Cheng Lingsu, but the facial features and eyes are undoubtedly Cheng Lingsu.

"Why?" Jiang Xiu pressed his hand on the portrait, his fingers gradually tensed up, "Why you, you have already won, why did you drag me back, is it like I'm showing off?"

"They want to trample on Jiang Luoluo's dignity!"

The portrait of the goddess was scratched to pieces by his fingers, and the clenched fist trembled slightly.

The Divine Emperor's delicate body trembled, and he stretched out his hand towards Jiang Xiu who was under the divine light technique at the far end, and opened his mouth, but he knew that Jiang Xiu couldn't hear what he said, so he put down his outstretched hand after a long while: " Why, this should be me asking you, why do you always..."

Her eyes dimmed, she turned around, turned off the divine light technique, and ordered: "Pass down the emperor's decree and summon me tomorrow morning!"

"yes!"

Jiang Xiu angrily destroyed the portrait. After returning to the banquet, Shentu Renjie drank happily, but Jiang Xiu was absent-minded. He spent the night at Shentu's house that night. When the imperial order came the next day, Shentu Renjie was very happy. Pushed away Jiang Xiu's room: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, the God Emperor has summoned you."

But the room was empty.