Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

The moment Qian Tian Dao Jun appeared outside the Golden-Winged Roc King's Court, a palace gate atop Tongtian Peak suddenly opened, releasing a burst of clear light and profound energy, followed by a rainbow-colored path that stretched all the way to Qian Tian Dao Jun.

Immediately afterwards, the proud direct descendants of the Golden-Winged Roc clan appeared one after another, dressed in their finest attire and lined both sides of the Rainbow Road. Behind them were the clan leaders and princes of the various clans of the Golden-Winged Roc clan's affiliated demonic birds.

At the same time, the elite demon soldiers of the Feather Clan were seen arrayed in the sky and on the ground. However, these demon soldiers, who used to be full of murderous intent, wore black armor and held swords, were now beating gongs and drums, playing bells and chimes, and performing the most orthodox Taoist music.

"The little demon Xuanyi, by order of the Ancestor, welcomes Wenhui Qiantian Daojun into the palace."

A demon lord appeared respectfully before the Heavenly Dao Lord, behind whom was a cloud chariot radiating golden light and flowing crimson flames.

This demon lord, who calls himself Little Demon Xuanyi, is the current patriarch of the Golden-Winged Roc clan.

However, in front of Qian Tian Dao Jun, who embodies the pure Yang Dao, this renowned Golden Roc Clan Chief is merely a junior demon.

Qian Tian Daojun nodded slightly, and then twenty-four princesses from the Golden-Winged Roc clan appeared. These twenty-four princesses were all young and beautiful, with extraordinary auras. They stood in pairs and then knelt down, forming twelve steps.

Qian Tian Daojun glanced at these young and beautiful princesses, snorted, and landed directly on the cloud chariot. He didn't even bother to step on these Golden Roc princesses who were considered extremely noble by the various immortal sects and divine palaces in the Great Wilderness Realm and even the myriad realms.

So what if she's a noblewoman from Jinpeng?
In front of the Pure Yang Dao Lord, he was not even as good as the roadside weeds.

Seeing this, the Demon Lord Xuanyi could only secretly regret it. He still respectfully led the cloud chariot himself, driving along the rainbow-colored road towards the Golden Roc Heavenly Palace.

The reason why Xuan Yi Demon Lord felt it was a pity was because these princesses had not been able to benefit from the Pure Yang Blessing.

Being trampled on by ordinary people would be a disgrace to these princesses, but it's different when a Daoist Pure Yang Master steps on them. Being stepped on by a Daoist Pure Yang Master would increase their luck and blessings, which would be of great benefit to them.

Do you not see how many beings in the myriad realms cannot even see the face of a Daoist Pure Yang being, let alone a Daoist ruler of the Xuanmen?
However, Qian Tian Dao Jun could easily see through it, so he simply ignored these demonesses.

As the Xuan Yi Demon Lord led the chariot, countless golden roc clan members and other demonic birds on both sides bowed respectfully, saying, "Welcome Wenhui Qiantian Daojun."

Qian Tian Daojun ignored all of this, only slightly closing his eyes: The demon race respects the strong the most. The law of the jungle is one aspect of the demon race, as is protecting the young. At the same time, the demon race looks down on the weak, but shows the utmost respect to the wise who have abundant wisdom but little power.

Just as the demon race has magnificent palaces and clothing, and its own civilization and etiquette, the demon race also has bloodshed and brutality.

Qian Tian Dao Jun knew the demon race all too well and understood it all too well.

After all, the Nine Provinces Realm at the beginning of this Yuan Dynasty was not in the same situation as it is now.

Qian Tian Daojun also swept through various states, which is how he established the Qiankun Dao Sect's foundation in three states of the Nine Provinces Realm and created the Xuanmen Great Thousand Realm as it is today. As for where those powerful demon races of the original Nine Provinces Realm went, only Qian Tian Daojun himself knows.

As the Xuan Yi Demon Lord led the palanquin to the top of Tongtian Peak, the Qian Tian Dao Lord also got a glimpse of the entire summit.

The mountains rise and fall like a dragon, and the metal of the Geng metal flows around the sun-kissed peak.

At the summit of Tongtian Mountain Pillar, above the fierce winds, thunder, and fire of the Great Wilderness, beneath a sky full of brilliant stars and the radiance of the sun and moon, stands a magnificent, undulating palace complex.

Even wild spirits will repair their dwellings, let alone the Golden-Winged Roc clan, which prides itself on being innately sacred.
As the ancestor of the Golden-Winged Roc clan, the Golden-Winged Roc Great Sage's dojo stands at the top of Tongtian Peak. Looking up, one sees a dazzling sea of ​​stars, with flowing light streaking across the sky, and the sun and moon shining brightly, scattering their essence.

The palaces stretched for tens of thousands of miles, shrouded in twelve rainbows and rosy clouds, and adorned with various splendors of gold, purple, vermilion, and blue.

Each pavilion and tower was incredibly tall, displaying grandeur and majesty. The lowest of the doors was three thousand feet high, and the highest was more than ten thousand feet high. They were engraved with phoenix tail patterns, feather marks, and bird seal script, which were extraordinary and radiant.

Before this gate, even the tall and imposing gods of the divine path, whose bodies are tens or even hundreds of feet long, would feel insignificant. And Qian Tian Dao Jun, who is only seven feet tall, looks like he is floating in the air when he stands in front of the gate.

Even so, who would dare to underestimate this seven-foot floating creature?

And this is merely the outward appearance of this palace.

Qian Tian Daojun could tell at a glance that this heavenly palace contained a universe within, and its external size was merely a facade. This heavenly palace, which appeared to be only a little over 100,000 li in size, had an internal area that was definitely thousands or even tens of thousands of times larger.

As a branch of the twelve kings of the Demon Court in the Great Wilderness Realm, the Golden-Winged Roc clan is naturally endowed with a unique affinity for Geng Metal, Gang Wind and Flowing Fire. As they grow up, they also gain a certain understanding of stars and time and space. Moreover, the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc Great Sage is the pure Yang ancestor of the Golden Roc clan.

At this moment, as the Xuan Yi Demon Lord arrived in his palanquin, the ten-thousand-foot-tall palace gates of the Golden Roc Heavenly Palace opened wide. One after another, the gate-guarding celestial demons, each thousands of feet tall and exuding the aura of the Upper Three Realms, knelt with halberds, respectfully welcoming the Qian Tian Dao Lord into the palace.

Upon entering the palace gates, the world is transformed. A sky full of dazzling stars seems almost within reach, while the sun and moon hang high on either side, cascading down endless golden and silver waterfalls. Below, palaces, pavilions, and boulevards are nestled amidst the clouds and rainbows, creating a truly magnificent sight.

Within this celestial palace, besides the dense gales, flowing fire, and Geng metal primordial energy, there were also incomparably powerful stellar and temporal forces faintly manifesting.

Undoubtedly, this entire Heavenly Palace was the masterpiece of that Great Sage Tianpeng.

While leading the chariot, Xuan Yi Demon Lord introduced the scenic spots of the Golden Roc Heavenly Palace to Qian Tian Dao Lord. His destination was a floating heavenly palace located in the deepest part of the vast starry sea heavenly palace, between the sun, stars, moon and stars.

That is the true Golden Roc Heavenly Palace, the Daoist temple of the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc Great Sage.

As the Xuan Yi Demon Lord sped along, the cloud chariot stopped outside the Tianpeng Great Sage's Daoist temple. The Xuan Yi Demon Lord bowed deeply, and the Qian Tian Dao Lord alighted from the cloud chariot. The gates of the Heavenly Palace opened, and a burly figure, nine zhang tall, emerged from within.

This figure wore a crimson sun-golden winged crown, a Geng-gold flying flame robe, a shimmering star-cloud belt, and dragon-scale boots with horns. Upon seeing Daoist Qian Tian, ​​he laughed loudly, "Fellow Daoist Qian Tian, ​​we have finally met."

"please!"

This is the ancestor of the Golden Roc Clan, one of the twelve royal courts of the Great Wilderness Realm, the Golden-Winged Heavenly Roc Great Sage.

"If you, fellow Daoist, were to come in person, I would certainly greet you from three hundred million miles away."

"It is a real pity that you have only come in your Dharma body."

In the magnificent palace, where the sun and moon shone, the Great Sage Tianpeng sat on the crimson, gilded throne, his expression one of deep regret.

Qian Tian Dao Jun remained expressionless: "I also wish to come in person, but unfortunately, I am currently fighting against the Eastern Heaven Dao Family in the Nine Provinces Realm, and I am truly powerless to do so."

Great Sage Tianpeng nodded: "I understand that, and I also understand the purpose of your visit, fellow Daoist."

"It's nothing more than asking me to take action and stop a portion of the Eastern Heaven Daoist's power for you."

"It's not that I can't agree to this condition, but I dare not say more. I can still stop a Pure Yang Master who holds the Dao."

"If you include my brother, he can also stop another Dao-entering Pure Yang for you."

"But what can your Qiankun Dao Sect offer in terms of our efforts? What can others offer? And how can I trust you?"

As the Great Sage Tianpeng posed a series of questions, Daoist Qiantian responded to each one: "If you are willing to lend a hand, I will not even mention rare and precious materials, immortal treasures and divine iron. I can help you bring back that thing from the depths of chaos."

That thing?!
Upon hearing this, a sharp glint suddenly flashed in the eyes of the Great Sage Tianpeng: "Fellow Daoist Qiantian, do you know about that thing?"

For a moment, the palace was filled with a solemn and heavy atmosphere. The boundless Geng metal wind and the power of the meteors and stars converged, forming an invisible vortex that enveloped Qian Tian Dao Jun. Clearly, the thing that Qian Tian Dao Jun mentioned was a taboo for Tian Peng Da Sheng.

However, Daoist Qian Tian seemed oblivious to this and said casually, "Thirty thousand years ago, during the first great calamity of the Yuan Dynasty, you were fighting with that Arhat from Buddhism and accidentally lost that thing deep in the chaos."

"Now, thirty thousand years have passed. Fellow Daoist, don't you want to retrieve that thing?"

Upon hearing Qian Tian Dao Jun mention the Buddhist Arhats and that item, Tian Peng Da Sheng suddenly closed his eyes, and the stagnant, murderous aura in the palace vanished completely.

Qian Tian Dao Jun was not in a hurry to get Tian Peng Da Sheng to express his opinion. He simply sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, calmly sipping his tea.

After a long silence, the Great Sage Tianpeng slowly spoke: "Thirty thousand years ago, I was only at the Pure Yang Realm of the Daoist Path, and I had never entered this Great Wilderness Realm."

“At that time, the monk took advantage of my unstable spiritual practice and wanted to subdue me so that he could accomplish his great merit.”

"I fought him for three thousand years, and in the end I lost my treasure. Then I came to this Great Wilderness Realm and established the foundation I have today."

"But I will always remember the grudge I have against that monk."

As he spoke, the Great Sage Tianpeng's eyes burned with a fury that seemed capable of incinerating heaven and earth: "Qiantian, say no more."

"If you bring the treasure back for me, I'll not only help you out, but my brother will also help you."

"But if you win this battle, you must come with me to find that monk and avenge the grudge from 30,000 years ago!"

Upon hearing this, Qian Tian Dao Jun smiled faintly and said, "I agree."

As he spoke, Qian Tian Dao Jun waved his sleeve, and an ancient bronze mirror slowly flew out from his sleeve: "This item has long been prepared for the Great Sage. Please take a look, Great Sage."

The Great Sage Tianpeng looked up and stared at the ancient bronze mirror with its obscure aura. Suddenly, his eyes widened, and with a wave of his hand, he summoned the bronze mirror to his front.

Immediately, this incomparably powerful demon saint, who had reached the Dao realm, began to carefully inject his pure Yang magic power into the bronze mirror, his hands trembling slightly.

In the next instant, the bronze mirror, which was originally covered with patina, gradually lost its rust and regained its brilliance.

In an instant, a monstrous pure yang energy burst forth from the bronze mirror. A dazzling golden light shot straight from the mirror's surface to the heavens and earth, transforming into a brilliant golden pillar that completely connected with the sky. The bronze mirror shed its rust and became brand new. Around the originally simple bronze mirror, flames suddenly leaped up, transforming into a crimson Dao wheel that enveloped the bronze mirror.

In an instant, the obscure power of spacetime and stars emanated, embedding itself on the bronze mirror and transforming into intricate seal marks.

Looking at the bronze mirror before him, which shimmered with golden light and flames, resembling condensed stars and containing the sun, moon, and time, the Great Sage Tianpeng took a deep breath and slowly said, "Since Fellow Daoist Qiantian has prepared so thoroughly, then I have nothing more to say."

"Fellow Daoist, rest assured, I will appear in the Nine Provinces Realm in ten days."

Qian Tian Dao Jun had no objection, and he smiled calmly:

"In that case, I will await your arrival in the Nine Provinces." (End of Chapter)