Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Jinhua Mountain.

On the Jade Square on the mountainside, more than 3,000 monks were breathing in spiritual energy on this platform that could accommodate tens of thousands of people.

It was the dawn of the day, the sun was rising in the east, and golden light was shining down. The clouds on the mountainside were rolling like a vast ocean, reflecting the brilliance of colored glass and rising with a wisp of fairy air.

Zhao Yanling, the Golden Elixir Master, watched as the more than 3,000 cultivators breathed in and out of the body together, absorbing the purple energy of the sun, and said in a loud voice: "The Master said that Taoist practice is not about sticking to the techniques. Divine powers, alchemy arrays, talismans, instruments, music, chess, calligraphy, and painting can all be part of the Tao, and can all be considered as a method."

"The Taoist method is all-encompassing, in harmony with the nature of heaven and earth, and understands the changes of yin and yang, and only then can it prove the image of immortals."

"You all practice the Qing Yuan Fu Sutra, and you should understand the Taoist techniques, which are to be upright, peaceful, and dignified."

"The so-called homework is to wear purple clothes in the morning, drink wine at night, recite scriptures, and practice swordsmanship. All of these are homework."

Under the guidance of Zhao Yanling, these cultivators breathed in the purple energy of the sun, and then began to practice swordsmanship and recite Taoist scriptures.

On the top of the mountain, between the left and right Dragon Horn Peaks, and above the Cloud Palace Fairy Palace, a blue sun shines brightly in all directions, emitting infinite heavenly brilliance.

Jiang Sheng stood in front of the Cloud Palace, overlooking the more than 3,000 monks practicing in the sea of ​​clouds on the mountainside.

Taoism advocates governing by doing nothing and letting things go naturally.

The so-called practice is not as simple as finding a book of exercises and then practicing hard in seclusion, breathing and regulating your luck.

Cultivating one's self-cultivation and nourishing one's qi are both indispensable.

Jiang Sheng taught Zhao Yanling the sword skills through the method of initiation, and then asked Zhao Yanling to teach these cultivators, selecting the best ones among them and giving them intensive training.

In fact, these monks also knew very well that although they had joined the mountain gate, most of them had no hope of officially becoming Jiang Sheng's disciples.

They are just Jiang Sheng's followers, not his disciples.

The gap between disciples and apprentices is not only reflected in skills and resources.

The disciples cannot rely on Jiang Sheng's name to act arbitrarily when they are outside. They have only accepted Jiang Sheng's preaching.

Just like Patriarch Chixiao and Immortal Lord Xiangyu, Patriarch Chixiao preached and taught the Dharma, and countless people had listened to his teachings. They were just disciples, and they could only boast outside that they had listened to the teachings of Taoist Lord Chixiao, but they could not call themselves disciples of Taoist Lord Chixiao.

The real disciples of Taoist Chi Xiao are the Chi Xiao Seventh Son of the Chi Xiao Sect, who are famous outside the Chi Xiao Sect. They are the successors of Taoist Chi Xiao.

If someone was so blind as to touch those seven, Daoist Lord Chi Xiao would definitely go to their house to demand justice, even at the risk of his life.

Disciples and their masters have a relationship of life and death in which both honor and disgrace are shared.

Disciples have received all of Master’s teachings and training, and have obtained Master’s resources and connections. In the future, they will inherit Master’s mantle and spread the Dharma for Master and defend the Way.

Not to mention this batch of 3,000 people, even if it was the next batch, or the next batch, Jiang Sheng would find it difficult to select a few disciples from the tens of thousands of cultivators he planned to recruit.

The water in the Mountain and Sea Realm is too deep and too turbid. Jiang Sheng dares not recruit disciples, otherwise he might be contaminated by cause and effect and fall into the chessboard of some powerful person behind the scenes.

"What are you thinking about, little friend?"

Immortal Lord Xiangyu slowly appeared and looked at the more than 3,000 cultivators below with a smile on his face.

Obviously, this scene reminded Immortal Xiangyu of many past events.

Jiang Sheng thought for a moment and said, "If the Immortal Lord is interested, I can recruit more cultivators and send them to you as disciples. I can also run some errands for you in the future."

Xiang Yu Xianjun nodded, then shook his head again and again, as if he was afraid: "Forget it, forget it, let's not talk about this matter for now."

Obviously, the incident of Fatian Sect in the past had left such a deep shadow on this Mahayana Immortal Lord that even now in the depths of chaos, Xiangyu Immortal Lord still had lingering fears.

Seeing this, Jiang Sheng had to change the subject: "My Lord, do you feel that our trip to the Mountain and Sea Realm was a little too smooth?"

Xiang Yu Xianjun nodded: "To be honest, it has been going smoothly. You and I have been struggling in this mountain and sea world for so long and have caused so much trouble, but up to now, you and I have not encountered any trouble at all."

"Is this mountain and sea world just a stagnant pool of water, or is there something that you and I have not discovered?"

After saying this, Jiang Sheng and Xiang Yu Xianjun fell silent.

The two were not stupid and could naturally feel that the seemingly clear situation in the Mountain and Sea Realm seemed to be shrouded in a layer of hazy fog. Everyone was trapped in the fog and could not see the situation outside, including them.

But outside the fog, there is a pair of invisible eyes, always watching everything in the Mountain and Sea Realm, controlling things in the Mountain and Sea Realm.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Sheng slowly said, "My Lord, I originally only planned to go to the East China Sea to look for any traces of immortals or gods."

"I just happened to find this imperial palace."

"It just so happened that I heard the truth about the catastrophe of the last Yuanhui, and learned that the ghosts and gods deliberately covered it up."

"This emperor happens to have a good impression of me and is willing to give me a chance to do good."

"My Lord, isn't this all just a coincidence?"

"It's as if they knew what I needed and deliberately sent it to me."

Jiang Sheng spoke slowly, rubbing the glowing talisman in his sleeve, his mind clear.

Although he was looking down at the three thousand monks on the mountainside, the light in his eyes seemed to penetrate the underworld of heaven and earth and the heavy fog of the mountain and sea world.

Xiangyu Xianjun couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart when he heard Jiang Sheng's words: Yes, everything is just too coincidental, whatever Jiang Sheng wants is delivered to him.

Even though Jiang Sheng was in the human world and was making such a fuss in the netherworld, the netherworld and the human world did not do anything to Jiang Sheng, as if they were letting him do whatever he wanted. Xiang Yu Xianjun sighed: "The world is a chessboard, and all living beings are chess pieces"

He always had a feeling that the last days of the human world in the Mountain and Sea Realm were a chess game that had been planned for a hundred thousand years, since the beginning of the Yuanhui catastrophe.

Although this feeling was very abrupt, Xiangyu Xianjun believed in his intuition.

I just don’t know how many living beings in this world are involved in this, either actively or passively, and how many innocent people have died in this conspiracy without knowing anything.

Thinking about the prosperity of ghosts and gods over the past 100,000 years, the rampant evil spirits in the world, and the devastation caused by the mud dragons and the restlessness of the underworld, Immortal Lord Xiangyu felt a pang of palpitations.

One hundred thousand years.

This era of chaos is only 40,000 years old, but in the mountain and sea world deep in the chaos, this era has already lasted 100,000 years.

In the last era, did the heavens and myriad worlds send people to the depths of chaos to search for the Mountain and Sea Realm?
No one can be sure.

But if there really were creatures in the upper three realms who knew of the existence of the Mountain and Sea Realm, and came from the chaotic universe to the depths of this chaos, and discovered the Mountain and Sea Realm, and discovered its secrets, and then such a great opportunity was placed before them, how could they not be tempted?
For ordinary cultivators, with such a great opportunity in front of them, they would not have time to think about anything else and would swallow the bait without hesitation.

Even if this opportunity was placed in front of many Lianxu Zhenjun and Heti Zhenjun in the upper three realms, they would not refuse it.

The cultivators in the middle and lower six realms are reluctant to give up the opportunity to ascend to heaven in one step, while the True Lords in the upper three realms are confident in their own magical powers and are confident that they can swallow the bait without being harmed.

After all, having obtained a vast amount of natural treasures, he could just leave and find a safe place to practice hard for thousands of years and achieve a breakthrough in peace and stability. Why must he get involved in this mess that is obviously difficult to handle?

If it were Xiangyu Xianjun himself, his first thought after receiving this batch of resources would be to leave the Mountain and Sea Realm as soon as possible and never come back.

After all, cultivators also have to consider cause and effect, and they all seek benefits and avoid harm.

Thinking about this, Xiangyu Xianjun looked at Jiang Sheng with an increasingly strange expression.

What kind of monsters does the Penglai Taoist Sect cultivate?
With such a great opportunity in front of him, he can still remain so calm and clear-headed. His heart of Taoism and his character are enough to prove that he is worthy of being a true disciple of Penglai Taoist Sect and worthy of being entrusted with such an important task by Tianzun.

After thinking for a long time, Xiangyu Xianjun said, "Then my friend, what are you going to do?"

Jiang Sheng replied very straightforwardly: "Nothing."

"Huh?!" Xiangyu Immortal Lord looked at Jiang Sheng with some suspicion.

Jiang Sheng smiled and said, "My Lord, no matter what conspiracy or plan is behind this, we only need ten years, right?"

"It will take ten years to train these people, and then we can hold a grand ceremony in Cairo to invite the Heavenly Lord to come to the world."

"Even if they have Chun Yang as a backup, what can they do?"

Jiang Sheng's words made Xiangyu Xianjun laugh. Yes, even if those people hiding behind the scenes have Chunyang's back-up, so what?

Standing behind Jiang Sheng was the Eastern Heaven of the Three Realms, the Taoist Penglai, several Pure Yang Taoist Lords, and a True Yang who held the Dao.

With God above us, what is there to fear?

"Xianjun."

"Ok?"

Xiangyu Xianjun looked at Jiang Sheng, only to see Jiang Sheng looking into the distance with an extremely calm expression: "I'm afraid they won't give you and me ten years of peace."

"Just wait and see. They will certainly have an endless supply of means, whether it be temptation, threat, or conspiracy, to force us to keep doing what they want."

"To cultivate the person they want and destroy the fetal membrane of the mountains and seas."

Xiang Yu Xianjun asked: "My friend, have you found the person they want you to train?"

Jiang Sheng looked at the three thousand monks on the mountainside, where the sea of ​​clouds was rolling and the golden light was sparkling. Among the three thousand monks, there was a figure that was particularly outstanding and won the favor of Zhao Yanling.

“Maybe, I found it.”

Xiangyu Immortal Lord followed Jiang Sheng's gaze and saw a particularly handsome figure among the rows of cultivators beside the sea of ​​clouds on the mountainside, who was practicing the Qingyuan Sword Sutra under the guidance of Zhao Yanling.

It was not a rigid and stereotyped practice, but a set of Qingyuan Sword Sutra for building the foundation and nourishing the mind. The man practiced it quite flexibly, like a fairy crane or a spirit ape, with a hint of rhythm.

Moreover, his eyes were shining with brilliance and his whole body was clear and energetic. It was obvious that he had replaced the turbid air in his body and gained innate power.

This is enough to prove that the person not only has extraordinary comprehension, but also has excellent aptitude.

Looking at the three thousand people, he is definitely a leader, a rare talent, no wonder Zhao Yanling favors him so much.

Not to mention Zhao Yanling, even Immortal Lord Xiangyu felt that this was a person with great potential.

"That man is Shen Yao, he is fifteen years old, and he is from Anqing County, Pinghe Prefecture."

"Both my parents are independent cultivators, only at the foundation-building stage, without a master, and without any opportunities."

"He is really from a good family, a good candidate."

Xiangyu Xianjun understood.
This Shen Yao was most likely the disciple given to Jiang Sheng by the Emperor Zixiao. He was also the chess piece personally selected by the Emperor Zixiao to destroy the fetal membrane of heaven and earth in the Mountain and Sea Realm.

"My friend, are you going to teach him?"

"I have asked Zhao Yanling to focus on training this man. If he is truly a genius, I will personally teach him the art of slaying dragons. What's the harm?" (End of this chapter)