Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

The Nine Provinces Boundary, the Central Region of Cangzhou.

On the Penglai Void-class magic ship, which spans millions of miles, Jiang Sheng sat cross-legged in the hall, with a golden dragon-patterned armor shell constantly being burned by four-colored true fire in front of him.

The four-colored flames of blue, purple, vermilion, and black gathered together, transforming into Jiang Sheng's unique Fusion Realm True Fire. It burned with Jiang Sheng's vast and unfathomable magical power, continuously imprinting layers of law clouds, Dao seals, and spiritual marks onto the dragon-patterned tortoise shell.

Jiang Sheng was surrounded by four-colored sword energy that appeared and disappeared, three flowers above his head that seemed to support the stars, and a four-colored halo behind his head that shone brightly. His eyes were slightly closed, and beneath him, a blue lotus swayed like a sea of ​​lotuses.

Inside the main hall of this Penglai Dharma Boat, Jiang Sheng has been refining magical artifacts for some time now.

Whether it is a Five Tribulation Demon Lord or the shell of a Golden Turtle Demon Lord with tens of thousands of years of cultivation, the difficulty of its refinement far surpasses that of ordinary Five Tribulation True Treasures.

After all, the true treasure of the Five Tribulations True Monarch is nothing more than an external object, but the true treasure of the Golden Turtle Demon Monarch is his own turtle shell, which is his own flesh and blood, and is closely related to him by blood.

It could be said that if the tortoise shell shatters, the Golden Turtle Demon Lord will also be utterly destroyed.

If it weren't for Daoist Chixiao casting a thought to help Jiang Sheng, how could Jiang Sheng have annihilated the flesh and soul of the Golden Turtle Demon Lord with a single sword strike, preserving the Golden Turtle Demon Lord's natal dragon pattern shell, which had been refined for tens of thousands of years, so perfectly?
The Golden Turtle Demon Lord has lived for more than ten thousand years. The essence of his cultivation over those years is now contained in this turtle shell. What is hidden inside is not only the aura of a true dragon, but also the Golden Turtle Demon Lord's experience and supernatural powers.

Jiang Sheng would make this treasure his own, even if it took hundreds of years, let alone a few days or dozens of days.

Jiang Sheng had already made up his mind that he would focus his mind and do everything he could to complete the initial refinement of this treasure before considering anything else.

Moreover, as Jiang Sheng continuously refined this magic weapon with his own true fire, his understanding of the laws and Dao became deeper and deeper. His mind became ethereal, soaring high in the sky. When he looked up, he saw the Great Dao shining brightly, reflecting countless magnificent chapters.

Although the immortals of the three realms are in a state of harmony with heaven and man at all times, Jiang Sheng now is far beyond what can be explained by harmony with heaven and man. This is the state of being in accord with the Dao, which can also be called being in harmony with the Dao.

In this state, Jiang Sheng's divine soul and true spirit looked at the Dao seals that were rising and emerging around him, and at the crisscrossing laws and spiritual traces in the world, sensing the Dao rhythm within them and comprehending the laws of chaos.

Just as Jiang Sheng was in this ethereal state, suddenly, a soft sigh seemed to come from beyond the sky, startling Jiang Sheng.

With this soft sigh, a mighty river suddenly appeared before Jiang Sheng, stretching across the past, present, and future.

Jiang Sheng immediately recognized the origin of this colorful and magnificent river: "The River of Time".

The waves of time surge and the long river of time rushes and washes over all the heavens and myriad realms, flowing through the chaotic universe, and bringing together the cause and effect of time.

Jiang Sheng gazed at the boundless river flowing before him and heard that soft sigh again.

Without any apparent reason, Jiang Sheng followed the source of that soft sigh and saw an old man sitting cross-legged on the long river, fishing.

The old man wore a bamboo hat and a hemp robe, and sat on a straw cushion, looking simple and unpretentious.

Yet this seemingly unremarkable old man is suspended above the river of time, unmoved by the surging waves of the years or the turbulent vortex of cause and effect. The futon beneath him also floats on the river of time, neither sinking nor rising, like a pillar of heaven.

Looking at the old man's back, how could Jiang Sheng not recognize his identity?
"Master Qingyan? What are you doing here?"

The old man didn't speak, but let out another soft sigh. Immediately, a wave of time surged over the river of time, knocking Jiang Sheng down into it.

When Jiang Sheng woke up in shock, he discovered that his Four-Colored True Fire had actually completed the initial refining of the Dragon Pattern Tortoise Shell!
With just a sigh, he caught a glimpse of the patriarch's back, saving him decades of hard work!
Jiang Sheng was excited, but he still managed to calm his surging mind and quell his restless heart. After a while, Jiang Sheng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and looked at the dragon-patterned tortoise shell in front of him, which had been initially refined. With a thought, it transformed into a golden tortoise shell that was ten feet tall. On the shell, the dragon patterns rose and transformed into golden dragons that coiled and wrapped around, releasing majestic dragon might and stretching out their divine and martial bodies.

The golden dragon roared and coiled around the turtle's shell, transforming it into an indestructible barrier.

As Jiang Sheng activated his magic sword, the four swords of slaying, entrapment, and destruction swept out from his sleeve, stirring up wind, thunder, water, and fire to unleash the Three Calamities and the Final Tribulation, continuously slashing at the turtle shell.

Under the protection of the golden dragon phantom, the turtle shell remained unmoved despite the relentless attacks of the four swords of annihilation and entrapment. Whether it was the cutting sword energy, the striking wind and thunder, or the howling water and fire, it remained steadfast.

Such formidable ability naturally pleased Jiang Sheng immensely.

After receiving the four swords of annihilation and annihilation, Jiang Sheng absorbed the tortoise shell into his body and continuously nurtured and refined it with his own magic power and true fire.

The initial refining is now complete, and Jiang Sheng's soul imprint has been implanted into the dragon-patterned tortoise shell. All that remains is to nurture it slowly and refine it step by step until it is completely refined.

This step cannot be rushed; it must be done slowly and deliberately, imprinting one's own laws and Dao traces on various parts of the tortoise shell, with the intention of achieving perfection.

Jiang Sheng was already very satisfied with the initial refining of the tortoise shell today. He got up and stretched his body. Jiang Sheng stepped out of the main hall and saw countless magic boats heading north and south. The banners belonging to the Eastern Heaven Daoist School and Penglai, Chixiao and Yaochi were flying high and roaring, reflecting the countless disciples and Dao soldiers standing under the banners.

"Uncle-Master Lingyuan!"

Upon seeing Jiang Sheng emerge from the pass, Ye Qian hurriedly bowed.

When Jiang Sheng saw Ye Qian, he remembered the hardship Lin Fan had mentioned last time, wanting Ye Qian to go to Yangzhou to gather intelligence. This made Jiang Sheng's gaze towards Ye Qian somewhat subtle: This kid probably doesn't know that his good master has already used him as cannon fodder.

Seeing Jiang Sheng's subtle expression, Ye Qian couldn't help but feel uneasy: "Uncle-Master, is there something you need me to do?" Jiang Sheng waved his hand: "I have my own disciples, why would I need to borrow someone from your master?"

"Speaking of which, your good master only has two disciples, you and Huang Wensheng, but your uncle here in Cangzhou alone has six disciples at my beck and call."

"And in the vast Three Realms, I still have a large number of Dao soldiers and spirit beasts. Whatever I lack, I don't lack people."

Ye Qian breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, but he also felt somewhat ashamed: just as Jiang Sheng said, his good master Lin Fan lacked everything. He clearly didn't have many disciples or raise many Dao soldiers, yet he still couldn't afford all sorts of expenses.

Then look at Jiang Sheng, a true disciple of the same generation. He has territory, disciples, countless resources, and a large number of people at his disposal. Compared with him, he is truly ashamed.

"Speaking of which, where has Lingzhao gone?"

Upon hearing Jiang Sheng ask about his master, Ye Qian hurriedly replied, "Uncle-Master, Master has already gone to the Eastern Region battlefield."

"In this Eastern Region battlefield, Penglai is the main force, facing the remnants of Qiankun head-on. Chixiao and Yaochi will go to the north and south respectively to deal with the remnants of Yuanyang and Tianyuan."

Jiang Sheng nodded in agreement, then asked, "What's the latest news about the Great Wilderness Beast Forest and the Flood Dragon Sea?"

Ye Qian shook his head: "The Ten Thousand Beasts Forest and the Flood Dragon Sea seem to be everywhere. They have appeared in both the North and South and the Eastern Region. As for where their main force is, this junior nephew does not know."

Having grasped the current battle situation, Jiang Sheng did not hesitate and took off straight into the air, heading towards the Yaochi flagship.

Upon arriving at the main ship of Yaochi, Jiang Sheng saw disciples from the three families coming and going in a hurry, and Dao soldiers and spirit beasts constantly being dispatched and set off.

A large number of spirit beasts and birds were also commanded by the disciples of the three sects, fighting alongside Dao soldiers and war artifacts, and conquering the remaining three regions of Cangzhou.

As soon as Jiang Sheng appeared, the disciples who had come and gone in a hurry quickly made way and bowed, saying, "Disciple so-and-so greets True Lord Lingyuan." This made Jiang Sheng feel a little helpless: these disciples were already busy, and his sudden appearance only caused them trouble.

After some thought, Jiang Sheng decided to conceal his presence and aura, heading straight for the main hall of the Yaochi flagship.

"Lingyuan has met with Immortal Lord Yuzhen."

Inside the main hall, Jiang Sheng saw the Jade Maiden Immortal Lord sitting in charge of the main ship.

At this moment, Immortal Jade Virtue was performing a ritual, refining an inner elixir.

Upon seeing Jiang Sheng arrive, Immortal Jade Maiden merely nodded, but her hands continued their work.

Jiang Sheng also stepped forward to take a look, and saw that the inner core was the size of a human head. As the Jade Virtuous Immortal Lord continued to refine it, a ferocious beast shadow emerged from within.

The beastly figure had a goblin-like face, wings on its back, short fur all over its body, thick arms, short legs, and a long, thick tail like a python.
Each time it emerges, it tries to break free of its inner core by lunging left and right, but is sealed inside by Jade Virtue Immortal Lord's magic, unable to escape.

As Jade Immortal Lord continued to cast spells, strands of silver magical power intertwined and fell into a net. In an instant, the silver net enveloped the inner core. As the silver net fell, the demonic energy within the inner core began to boil and dissolve, while the beastly shadow roared as it was sealed deep within the inner core by the silver net.

Only then did Jade Virtue Immortal Lord withdraw her supernatural powers, and the inner core, which was the size of a human head, gradually shrank to the size of a fingertip.

Exhaling a breath of clear, melodious air, Immortal Jade Virtue pointed to the inner core in front of her and said, "This is the inner core of that Black-Winged Crimson Demon, which seals a part of his remnant soul and true spirit."

"Although it has now been completely destroyed and its name is recorded on the Investiture of the Gods, this inner core of the Mahayana realm is a good thing. After refining it, it can be used by one's own disciples, as a source of mana for a palace domain, or used to control puppet artifacts. It is excellent."

“I plan to use this inner core to replace the energy core of this magic boat. Although it is dead, it doesn’t mean that death is the end of it.”

Clearly, Immortal Lord Yuzhen had no intention of letting the Crimson Wing Demon Lord off easily.

Jiang Sheng glanced at the inner core, sensing the surging demonic power within, and nodded with a smile: "Using this magic boat is still a bit of a waste of its potential."

"The energy here is more than enough to supply a Mahayana Immortal Palace."

Upon hearing this, Immortal Lord Yuzhen smiled slightly: "Lingyuan, you think about things similar to me. My original intention was to return to the Yaochi Holy Land and use this inner core to supply my Cold Jade Immortal Palace."

As she spoke, Jade Immortal Lord sighed again: "It's a pity that this inner core has already been reserved by Crimson Cloud Immortal Lord. Crimson Cloud Immortal Lord wants to take it back to the Crimson Cloud Dao Sect to add a backup plan for the Crimson Cloud Dao Sect."

"After this calamity passes, among the Fifth Tribulation True Monarchs of each family, there will surely be a group that attempt to ascend to the Pure Yang Realm."

"But how easy is it to climb to the Pure Yang Realm?"

"Even in the event of failure, with this inner core, one will be safe and sound. Upon reaching the Great Ascension Realm, it will at least increase one's combat strength by 30%." (End of Chapter)