Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

The Eastern Yang Realm was incessantly shaking between reality and illusion, and the intense tremors had already affected the mortal world, causing thunder to resound throughout the Eastern Yang Realm.

Suddenly, the gloom that had been weighing on the hearts of all beings in the Dongyang Realm was cleared away, making them feel relaxed and happy. Then, the corruption gradually subsided, and the scarlet sky returned to its original color.

At this moment, a Daoist voice resounded from between reality and illusion, spreading far and wide throughout the eight directions of the Eastern Yang Realm:
"The source of corruption has been slain by me. The soldiers of the Heavenly Lord of Justice will immediately wipe out all remaining corrupt elements in the world!"

As Jiang Sheng's Daoist chant resounded in the ears of all beings in the Dongyang Realm, squads of celestial soldiers in silver helmets and armor descended from the Dharma Boat and marched off in all directions. The calamity that had affected the beings of the Dongyang Realm for more than two hundred years vanished into thin air after the arrival of the celestial soldiers from the Judicial Heavenly Lord's Palace and Jiang Sheng's intervention.

In the next instant, Jiang Sheng emerged from the realm of illusion and arrived on the Dharma Boat.

On the majestic Dongshen Dharma Ship, which spans ten thousand miles, Duobao's figure was nowhere to be seen. Looking into the distance, one could see a streak of fire shooting into the sky, and a three-headed, six-armed figure was rushing towards the depths of the corrupt earth, setting off raging fires along the way, turning all evil spirits into firewood.

"Lingqiu's hand is broken, shouldn't you, as his senior brother, do something to help?"

Lin Fan looked at Jiang Sheng, who had appeared, with a smile on his face, but the heartache in his eyes was undisguised.

His own junior sister lost her arm in the Eastern Yang Realm. He was worried that he wouldn't be able to explain it to his senior brothers and sisters when he got back.

Jiang Sheng looked at Ling Qiu, but Ling Qiu shook his head: "Senior brother, it's alright."

Seeing Ling Qiu still trying to be strong, Jiang Sheng took out a pill from his sleeve and fed it to her: "Taiyi Five Elements Pill contains the power of the five elements to create life. Your severed arm was caused by your insufficient cultivation to forcibly use the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique. It is just that your flesh and bones have disintegrated, not that your existence has been erased."

"The life-creating power of this Taiyi Five Elements Pill can help you rebuild your arms, but don't rush to refine its medicinal power. I'll send you back to the Three Realms later, and you can go directly to Penglai Heavenly Realm."

Penglai Heavenly Realm?

Lingqiu was puzzled. The Judicial Heavenly Lord's Palace was a regular military institution of the Heavenly Court. It had all kinds of palaces and halls within the eight million li imperial palace, including the Creation Spirit Pool for repairing the body and soul when severely injured and incomplete. Why go to Penglai Heavenly Realm?
Could it be that Senior Brother Lingyuan thinks my cultivation is not enough and wants to send me away?
Seeing Lingqiu seemingly lost in thought, Jiang Sheng tapped her forehead impatiently: "Don't overthink it. Although the Creation Pool of the Judicial Heavenly Lord's Mansion is not bad, can it compare to the Creation Heavenly Pool of a sect?"

"I'll be relieved once you've returned to your sect to recuperate."

Ling Qiu nodded emphatically, but Lin Fan shook his head: "They sent him away with just one Taiyi Five Elements Pill, sigh."

Jiang Sheng glanced at Lin Fan: "That was something I refined myself, not something issued by the Heavenly Court. Ordinary Taiyi Five Elements Pills are just five-colored pill patterns, considered a high-grade treasure pill, but mine was made by collecting the five elements of the universe and adding my own Chaoyuan Five Elements Qi."

"It can not only seal the wound and maintain life, but also has miraculous effects on limb regeneration and soul healing."

As he spoke, Jiang Sheng looked at Ling Qiu and said, "Alright, you've been guarding Dongyang territory all by yourself these past few days. Go back and get some rest."

Lingqiu nodded, turned to leave, but then stopped and said to Jiang Sheng, "Senior brother, I protected Dongyang Realm. It wasn't lost before you arrived."

Jiang Sheng was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Yes, Senior Brother knows."

Watching a Flying Void-level magic ship escort Ling Qiu away, Lin Fan sighed softly: "The situation in the Eastern Yang Realm is not easy. Those law monsters covering the mountains and plains, even I can't say how long I can hold out. And this girl has never faced such a situation alone before. In the past, she always had us senior brothers with her. This time, she has really suffered."

Jiang Sheng said softly, "How could I not feel heartache? I have my own arrangements for Lingqiu. I'll leave the Dongyang Realm to you from now on."

"Both True Monarchs of the Dongyang Sect died in battle. Overall, the Dongyang Sect is doing well and has not let down the sect's trust in them."

Lin Fan seemed to be thinking, "So you're planning to properly nurture the Dongyang Sect?"

Jiang Sheng shook his head: "It's not the Dongyang Sect, it's just those two True Monarchs. Find the descendants of those two True Monarchs, and if there are any who are interested in the Dao, train them. At least we should help them return to the Void Refinement stage."

Those who contribute to the sect should be rewarded.

Cultivating two Refinement Realm cultivators is not a difficult task for Penglai; what is difficult is obtaining a Profound Dao Fruit, not a Refinement Realm True Monarch.

The Dao Fruit of the Profound Realm is rare and hard to come by, but if Penglai intends to cultivate a large number of people at the Profound Void and Profound God Realms in batches, then the True Lord of Refining Emptiness can do so.

Lin Fan nodded and asked again, "Are you leaving already?"

Jiang Sheng looked at the sky above the Dongyang Realm. Although the crimson color was gradually fading, the remaining twisted and corrupting power was still affecting the Dongyang Realm. More importantly, Jiang Sheng could clearly sense that the Dongyang Realm, which was now on the verge of collapse, could not support his true form for much longer.

"The Eastern Yang Realm cannot accommodate me, and besides, this place is merely a source of corruption, not the original source. I must go south to take a look."

As he spoke, Jiang Sheng flicked his sleeve, and Huang Wensheng fell out of it: "I brought your disciple back to you. His magic power was exhausted and his life force was withered. I used pills to keep him alive and transferred some magic power to help him operate. Fortunately, his original source was not damaged much. After returning to the sect for recuperation, he will be as good as new again."

"But I think you don't want him to go back in such a dejected way, so you helped him stabilize his energy. He should be able to recover some strength after three to five days of seclusion."

Lin Fan felt relieved upon hearing this, and looking at his disciple, he couldn't help but say, "This kid is too stubborn and headstrong, but what can I do? He's my disciple."

"We can't go back looking humiliated. Let him stay and make some contributions in a few days before he goes back. That would be a good look."

Jiang Sheng remained noncommittal: "Then I'll be leaving now. I'll leave Dongyang to you."

“Although I have already killed that Taoist priest, I can still find some clues related to him in the Eastern Yang Realm. Gather some information about him and give it to me.” Lin Fan keenly sensed Jiang Sheng’s meaning: “You suspect that there are other traces of the source of corruption in the Eastern Heaven?”

Jiang Sheng shook his head: "It's hard to say, but I feel it's not that simple. After all, it's the aftermath of a great calamity, and it involves the Pure Yang level. It's always good to be more cautious."

Lin Fan pondered for a moment: "Then tell me, since the Eastern Heaven only has this one isolated case in the Eastern Yang Realm, while there are so many in the south, could it be that the source of corruption is in the south, and the Eastern Yang Realm was just an unintentional infection from some source of corruption?"

South?

Jiang Sheng remained silent, pondering the matter. In fact, Jiang Sheng also suspected that the source of corruption was in the south. Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain why, among the many middle-thousand worlds under the Five Directions Dao Sect of the Xuanmen, only the worlds under the Zhenxiao Dao Sect experienced a concentrated outbreak of Great Dao corruption. This was simply not plausible.

But this residual poison, which was clearly formed during the Xuanmen Great Calamity due to Chunyang's dissatisfaction with the Eastern Heaven Daoist School and Kaiyuan Tianzun, why did it suddenly erupt in Qiongyun Daojun's territory?
Jiang Sheng was puzzled, but he had no conclusion at the moment, so he could only go to the Hundred Fruit Realm to see what was going on.

As Jiang Sheng left, Lin Fan directed the Dao soldiers of the Judicial Heavenly Monarch Palace to clean up the surrounding area in an orderly manner. The cultivators of the Dongyang Sect were also mobilized to follow behind and clean up the battlefield.

Just as the Eastern Yang Realm was in a state of disrepair and the situation was gradually improving, a figure, seemingly solidified, appeared between the real and the illusory.

The figure gazed at the head severed by Jiang Sheng, looking at the empty skull, sensing the undying calamity-annihilating sword intent condensed between reality and illusion, and couldn't help but shake his head: "The great calamity of the Xuanmen has passed, and the Eastern Heavenly Dao will prosper."

"Now that the Eastern Heaven is at its peak, any trouble caused in the world under the Eastern Heaven will inevitably be discovered by the Eastern Heaven through various coincidences and lead to utter defeat."

"The general trend is here, the destiny is here, even if cause and effect are distorted, the general trend will correct the disorder."

"It would have been fine if they had just vented their anger in the south, but they had to come to the east to cause trouble. It seems that being killed by that person once wasn't enough, and they want to be killed by that person again."

"But if that person kills you again, can you survive?"

"Tianxie?"

As the figure uttered the words "Heavenly Evil," a mysterious light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the lifeless head. However, just as the head was about to speak, the condensed and unyielding sword intent of severing time and ending karma erupted once more. In an instant, the sword intent that severed time and ended karma transformed into a towering magic sword, carving out a sword mark that stretched for millions of miles between reality and illusion. The head instantly turned into dust, beyond any hope of recovery.

This scene caught the figure's eye and made him somewhat astonished. Had the sword intent of Penglai Lingyuan reached such a level?
Does he have another trick up his sleeve?
The figure that realized something vanished in an instant, and then the barrier between reality and illusion in the Eastern Yang Realm was torn apart by a pair of giant blue-gold hands. Jiang Sheng's blue-gold immortal eyes, which bloomed like lotus flowers, shone through the light. He scanned the area and stared at the deep, surging sword mark. Jiang Sheng stood quietly for three breaths before turning and leaving.

Whatever other tricks they may have up their sleeves, at least no one in the Dongyang region can cause any trouble.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths.

A quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour.

Between reality and illusion, the figure reappeared, gazing at the deep sword mark that seemed to reach straight to the heavens, the figure showed a look of lingering fear: "Thank goodness, thank goodness, I didn't let that person catch me red-handed."

"Otherwise, given my current state as a monk, I wouldn't be able to stop that one who is blessed by the karmic forces of the Eastern Heaven."

As he spoke, the figure seemed to ponder, "Speaking of which, there seems to be something wrapped around his left hand, but it's indistinct and difficult to discern its true form."

Thinking it over, the figure suddenly exclaimed in surprise: "It seems that Dongtian has really noticed this. Monk, I'd better hurry up and leave."

"We can't stay in the south any longer; it seems we have to go north!"

As he spoke, his figure vanished once more, this time completely leaving the Eastern Yang Realm.

However, only a moment after the figure disappeared, a golden lotus bloomed in the space between reality and illusion in the Eastern Yang Realm, and a handsome young monk appeared in the space between reality and illusion.

The monk was not actually present, but merely a phantom. He was dressed in a white robe, holding a string of twelve Buddhist prayer beads in his left hand, and his right hand, hidden in his sleeve, held a Vajra pestle in reverse. His eyes were dark gold.

Before the monk, a golden lotus floated in the air. As golden Buddhist light descended, it intertwined with reality to form a chaotic and unpredictable figure. The figure was lifelike, and one could see it speaking something and showing surprise. Finally, the figure seemed to glance in its own direction before disappearing without a trace.

The white-robed monk coldly observed all of this, the string of Buddhist prayer beads in his left hand bursting with light. If this place were not Dongyang Realm, an annex of the Eastern Heavenly Daoist School, the white-robed monk would have searched the mountains and seas to find its traces.

Unfortunately, he couldn't act rashly in the world of the Eastern Heavenly Daoist School.

"He still got away!"

"Foolish fool, do not let me find you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of Buddhist light appeared, and the illusory image of the white-robed monk vanished, leaving only golden lotuses falling to repair the broken space between reality and illusion in the Eastern Yang Realm.

In the ethereal realm, the sound of chanting could be faintly heard, seemingly from millions of Buddhist followers bowing in reverence to the Dharma image.

The name of the recitation is:
Namo Majestic Brahma Seal True Enlightenment Spiritual Stillness Arhat! (End of Chapter)