Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Bai He smiled.

Although she was covered by a veil, the smile in her eyes could not be concealed.

At this time, Bai He stood beside Jiang Sheng, looking at Duo Yan and Ling Luo in the sword formation, each with an ugly expression on their face. Apart from a smile, her eyes were full of complacency and sarcasm.

The reason why she was so contented was that Bai He not only had the Minguang Temple, a pure yang holy land, behind her, but also the Dongtian Taoist family and the Heavenly Court in the Three Realms as her backup. The Yuchen Lingyuan Zhenjun of Penglai and the Jince Yingshen Xuannv of the Heavenly Court would all protect her.

The irony was that he had shown weakness and was about to retreat, but Duo Yan and Ling Luo were so aggressive that they not only humiliated him, but also almost forced him into a desperate situation. But now that Jiang Sheng had arrived, the two of them were thinking about reconciliation.

Do you think reconciliation is so easy?!
Now the roles have been reversed, the hunter has become the prey, and the prey has become the hunter. It is not easy for them to run away!
Before, they were afraid of Bai He’s holy land status and did not dare to kill him, but Bai He did not care about their status; didn’t they want to invite me to the Rakshasa Realm? Don’t they like Buddhism? Then I will send them to the Shaoguang Realm to listen to the Dharma!

Although Bai He is broad-minded and appears to be gentle and kind, the inner self of this Holy Lady of Pure Lotus is not as simple as her appearance.

How many people who have achieved the profound Dao fruit are not a little arrogant?

As the Holy Maiden of Pure Lotus in Shaoguang Realm, Bai He is not only proud but also has a strong character. This can be seen from the fact that she would rather fight to the death with Duo Yan and Ling Luo than be captured. This also shows that she is a strong-willed person.

"Master Jiang's words make a lot of sense."

"Master, the Little Penglai Fairyland is a place of great beauty and spirituality. One day of cultivation there is equivalent to one year of cultivation in the outside world."

"Since you two want to discuss in detail, you should show some sincerity."

Bai He's voice was crisp and soft, and sounded extremely pleasant. There was no sarcasm at all, only sincerity.

But the more this happened, the angrier Duo Yan became.

Sensing the sharp edges of the four immortal swords that sealed off the void and locked up this space, Duo Yan couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The more he sensed, the more frightened he became. These four swords were not simply able to seal off the heaven and earth and isolate vital energy and spiritual inspiration. They were also more than just mobilizing the energy of the three disasters and the breath of the end of the catastrophe.

In Duo Yan's perception, the most core of these four swords is the sharpness of the immortal sword itself. This is a set of killing treasures, a set of sharp and unparalleled killing weapons that can kill immortals, gods, demons and Buddhas.

Duo Yan is a natural born Yaksha, proficient in fighting, and naturally sensitive to all kinds of weapons. What's more, creatures who are good at fighting have extremely strong bodies. Invulnerability to swords and spears and diamond indestructibility are the basics. Which of those natural born war maniacs does not have magical powers like rebirth by dripping blood?
Duo Yan himself also has similar magical powers. When struck by swords or knives, they only cause some sparks to fly; when struck by lightning or burned by fire, they only cause some ashes to appear; even if his limbs are broken or his head is smashed, they can all grow back.

Logically speaking, there are not many magic weapons in the universe that are worthy of Duo Yan's attention, at least not many in the realm of refining emptiness.

But this set of sword formations was different. Duo Yan felt that it was untouchable: if it touched him, he would be injured; if it came into contact with him, he would die. If he was really hit by these four swords, he would probably have a hard time even being able to reincarnate.

This premonition came very suddenly, but Duo Yan was extremely sure of this feeling. Neither he nor Ling Luo would be able to withstand this sword formation.

These four swords not only condensed the meaning of the three disasters and the end of the world, but in Duo Yan's opinion, they were more like being branded with certain laws and engraved with certain restrictions. They seemed to contain a trace of killing luck and the true meaning of the end of the world. Their killing nature was so heavy that they did not seem like a treasure that a Taoist immortal could wield.
"Ling Luo."

Duoyan didn't need to say much, Ling Luo, who shared the same thoughts, knew what Duoyan meant.

Bai He looked at Duo Yan with a smile, then looked at Ling Luo: "You two, time is running out."

Although it seemed like a kind reminder, Ling Luo could still hear the hidden sarcasm.

But Ling Luo didn't look at Bai He. What was there to be proud of about a Buddhist Glazed Dao Fruit that was almost captured by the two of them and sent back to the Rakshasa world?
Ling Luo's eyes were on Jiang Sheng from beginning to end, and the decision still had to be made by looking at this person.

Bai He didn't get angry when she saw Ling Luo ignoring her. She just looked at her with a smile, waiting for Ling Luo's reaction.

To be honest, Bai He didn't have much hatred towards Duo Yan. The person Bai He hated the most was Ling Luo.

This was not because of the repulsion between the same sex or the Taoist tradition, but simply because of Ling Luo's personality that made Bai He unhappy: she looked like an elegant and dignified fairy, born with charm and demeanor, but her heart was as cold as a knife, cruel and ruthless.

This kind of person, with this kind of temperament, is similar to Bai He but different, and is naturally the opposite of Bai He.

Bai He had a premonition that this Rakshasa named Ling Luo would become her enemy in the future and would hinder her path.

If possible, even if he couldn't kill Ling Luo, he had to find a way to suppress her; in the struggle for the great way, if he didn't advance, he would retreat. If he suppressed her for thousands of years, it would be of no avail even if Ling Luo hated Bai He.

But she couldn't talk much about this premonition with Jiang Sheng. In fact, telling Jiang Sheng would be counterproductive. After all, Jiang Sheng's attitude towards Buddhism was well known. Instead of telling Jiang Sheng, it would be better to tell Sister Xuannv. At least their positions were closer.

When Bai He was thinking about how to suppress Ling Luo with the help of Jiang Sheng or Ye Wenshu, Ling Luo had already started to use her magical powers without making any sound.

Jiang Sheng is no match for the two of them in a head-on confrontation, but it is also impossible to let them wait for death. In this case, he can only use a surprise tactic.

As a natural born Rakshasa in the Rakshasa world, Ling Luo has more than just the means to deal with Bai He.

Rakshasa women never fight head-on. They often achieve unexpected results from behind or in unguarded places, just like now: silently, in the blocked void, a layer of virtual ripples ripple, giving birth to mandalas.

The datura flower is enchanting and charming, with blood-red petals that bloom continuously, like a dream, and intoxicating.

A breeze blew, blowing the petals into the air, carrying the fragrance of the datura flower and filling the void.

The fragrance of flowers lingered around Jiang Sheng, and unknowingly, it drew out Jiang Sheng's consciousness and led him to this dreamy sea of ​​flowers.

And in this sea of ​​mandala flowers, a graceful figure dressed in a red silk dress and a light gauze dress stood in the sea of ​​flowers, with a smile on her face, quietly looking at the Taoist who suddenly appeared in this sea of ​​mandala flowers.

This graceful figure was undoubtedly Ling Luo. At this moment, she activated her innate magical power and actually pulled Jiang Sheng's consciousness into the illusion of her own domain within Jiang Sheng's sword formation. This method was truly horrifying.

Jiang Sheng's consciousness was wearing a green Taoist robe, his hair was tied up in a Taoist bun with a wooden hairpin, his hands hung naturally at his sides, and he seemed a little dazed.

At Jiang Sheng's feet, among the dense swarms of datura flowers, several green and black lotuses were growing tenaciously, swaying in the wind, as if protecting Jiang Sheng's consciousness.

"Don't panic, Master. This is one of my innate magical powers. It is an illusion. Master is just here with his consciousness. I cannot hurt you in the slightest."

"I invited you here just to have a good talk with you."

Ling Luo's voice came, gentle and charming, just like her graceful and elegant figure, fascinating, making people unconsciously relax their minds and indulge in it.

Ling Luo was naturally beautiful. Her charming face and slightly pleading voice seemed to soothe people's hearts, as if calming Jiang Sheng's guard.

However, what surprised Ling Luo was that there was no vigilance, alertness, anger or confusion in Jiang Sheng's eyes. It seemed that his eyes had no emotion at all, and were as indifferent as ever, just like a deep pool in a valley.

"Why? Are you a little surprised?"

Jiang Sheng's voice was calm as usual.

"I am not panicking, nor am I confused by you. I am just a little curious about this magical power."

"According to Daoist Ling Luo, this is your innate magical power. So this is the companion domain of Rakshasa? It's really amazing."

Jiang Sheng's unhurried and unhurried manner seemed to have been prepared in advance, which made Ling Luo a little surprised and a little afraid for a moment, but Ling Luo quickly adjusted her mentality and said with a smile: "My magical power is very weak, so naturally I can't understand the words of the True Lord."

"I asked you to come here, just to ask you to give us a way out. If there is any price to pay, please speak frankly."

"Heh" Jiang Sheng chuckled, leaving Ling Luo a little confused.

"Do you think that your magical field can trap me and force me to agree to your request?"

As Jiang Sheng spoke, he took a leisurely step, and ripples began to appear in this virtual area that belonged only to Ling Luo.

"I have to say that Rakshasa's companion domain is indeed extraordinary."

"This domain can silently capture the consciousness of others, and then use means to confuse their minds and disturb their hearts." "Even in this seemingly beautiful and harmless sea of ​​flowers, there is a hidden murderous intent."

As Jiang Sheng spoke, he looked down at his feet. Under the thick layers of datura flowers and outside the blue and black lotuses, poisonous snakes that were almost the same color as the datura flowers were surrounding Jiang Sheng, but were blocked outside by the blue and black lotuses, making it difficult for them to get close.

Jiang Sheng was not annoyed. He casually caught a snake while Ling Luo was stunned. Then he held the mandrake snake and laughed, "So it's the nightmare poison."

"What I saw, heard, thought and felt seemed real and illusory, a dream and also reality."

"Once this nightmare poison enters the body, it is like a maggot in the tarsal bone, trapping it in a real and fake illusion, where it is difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion. It is difficult to remove it, and it has to be restricted by you."

"I think that in this realm, other people's consciousness must be extremely compressed, and it is difficult for them to use all kinds of methods. Only you, the master of this realm, can control everything at will."

"Only in this way can others be controlled by you without realizing it."

"It's a pity that I'm not among them."

"Fellow Daoist Ling Luo, you have your Mandragora Poison and your dreamlike illusions, and I also have my own Mirror Flower and Water Moon, which can turn the false into the true."

After saying that, Jiang Sheng slowly raised his right arm, his sleeves slipped off, and his flawless right hand lightly tapped the ripples in front of him, as if touching the surface of the water. Waves arose, and the wind and water moved. In the waves, a three-foot-six-inch-and-a-half-inch-long black sword was reflected.

This long sword is actually Jiang Sheng’s natal treasure, the Taiyi Qingping Sword.

But at this moment Jiang Sheng was in Ling Luo's fantasy. Ling Luo didn't know how Jiang Sheng could stay so lucid and even come up with a magic weapon when he was clearly in a dream.

But what shocked Ling Luo was still to come.

But Jiang Sheng's right hand actually reached into the water, as if grasping the phantom in the water. The next moment, in Ling Luo's astonished, suspicious, and then unbelievable and desperate eyes, Jiang Sheng actually took the Qingping sword out of the water.

Waves rose, water splashed, Jiang Sheng swung his arm, and the water droplets on the Qingping sword fell off immediately. The black sword body was smooth and flawless, and its sharpness was unparalleled.

"To make the false true is like fishing for the moon in the water."

Jiang Sheng hummed softly, pointing the Qingping Sword in his hand at Ling Luo: "Fellow Daoist Ling Luo, what other methods do you have?"

Ling Luo was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "Master, you win."

"Ling Luo lost completely and I am convinced."

"But Ling Luo is willing to tell Zhenjun a piece of news in exchange for a chance for the two of us."

Jiang Sheng nodded slightly: "Please."

Then, Ling Luo transmitted a message to Jiang Sheng, and as Ling Luo's lips moved slightly, Jiang Sheng's expression became more serious.

A moment later, the dream disappeared without a trace, and without anyone knowing, Jiang Sheng had reached a deal with Ling Luo.

While Bai He was in shock, Jiang Sheng actually raised the Juexian Sword, giving Duo Yan and Ling Luo, who had no way to escape, a glimmer of hope.

But Jiang Sheng said, "Let's go, both of you."

Ling Luo bowed to Jiang Shengying and said, "Don't worry, my lord. I will definitely do what I said. Otherwise, there will be no hope for the great way in this life. The heaven and earth are my witnesses, and the great way will bear witness to it."

From somewhere in the darkness, there seemed to be the roar of the Great Dao, which made Bai He feel uneasy. She had no idea what Ling Luo had said to Jiang Sheng just now, but seeing Ling Luo swearing so solemnly by the Great Dao, she must have reached some agreement with Jiang Sheng.

"Master Jiang"

Bai He still felt a little unwilling.

But Jiang Sheng shook his head slightly.

Watching Ling Luo and Duo Yan leave calmly, Bai He clenched her hands tightly in her sleeves. Even though she was extremely angry in her heart, there was no trace of anger on her face.

When Master Ziji saw Jiang Sheng let Ling Luo and Duo Yan go, he couldn't help but say, "Lord Lingyuan, I have no grudge against you. Now that those two have left, when can I leave?"

Jiang Sheng looked at Master Zi Ji, and the smile on Master Zi Ji's face suddenly froze. He sensed something from Jiang Sheng's expression, and the Five Elements Purple Qi Bead in his sleeve was also constantly giving warnings, as if indicating that he would have a disaster today.

"Fellow Daoist Ziji, you and I have no grudges against each other."

"But I have been entrusted by someone else to get something from Daoist Ziji. If Daoist Ziji is willing to hand it over, I will naturally let you go."

Jiang Sheng spoke calmly, but Master Zi Ji's expression changed again and again. He seemed to know what Jiang Sheng wanted.

"What you want is this Five Elements Purple Qi Pearl in my hand?"

As Master Zi Ji spoke, a purple gem with five intertwined dragons appeared in his hand.

The pearl is surrounded by purple hues and the energy of dragons rising and falling. It is extremely luxurious and looks like a treasure from heaven.

This is the true treasure of Master Zi Ji.

Sighing, Master Ziji looked at the orb in his hand as if he was reminiscing, as if he was sighing: "I knew that this would happen sooner or later."

"Ever since I knew that the person that day came from Panfeng Realm, I knew that this feud had been formed."

“I am not afraid to tell you, Master Zhen, that I have been keeping an eye on her situation. When I heard that the Panfeng Realm and the Shanhe Realm collided, I secretly prayed that she would die in that catastrophe.”

"It's a pity that she didn't die, and became the mysterious woman of the Three Realms."

"What a pity, what a pity."

Master Zi Ji sighed, not knowing whether he was sighing that Ye Wenshu was not dead, or sighing for something else.

"I have never regretted fighting with her. The battle for the Great Dao is a life-and-death struggle, whether it is for ordinary beings in the middle and lower six realms or immortals, gods and Buddhas in the upper three realms."

"I am just a casual cultivator. I can't compete with that kind of girl who is blessed by heaven. I can only use tricks."

"I won, and I also gained good fortune. From then on, I was successful in everything I did, and my cultivation went smoothly all the way until I reached the level of refining emptiness."

"I had a hunch since the time Zhenjun said he was talking to Her Highness Xuannv."

"Alas, even if we try our best, we can never compare with the geniuses like you. Resources, skills, and natural treasures are all things that are out of our reach, but they are within your reach. How unfair is the way of heaven to us."

Jiang Sheng listened to Master Zi Ji's narration patiently. After Master Zi Ji finished speaking, Jiang Sheng said, "Fellow Daoist, now that you have finished your talk, can you please hand over your things?"

Master Zi Ji smiled brightly: "No matter what, I am also a dignified late-stage refining emptiness cultivator. How could I surrender?"

As he spoke, Master Zi Ji boldly activated the Five Elements Purple Qi Beads, accompanied by bursts of dragon roars, and streams of aura of blessings and virtues entwined and emerged. In the sword formation, auspicious light and mist appeared, and a purple dragon was looming.

The purple dragon's horns were majestic, attracting the blessing of blessings and luck, and also attracting good fortune to protect the body. There was a golden light and purple air like a lotus. Unconsciously, Jiang Sheng's Zhuxian Sword Formation seemed to be aroused.

Finally, I took action.

Jiang Sheng sighed and said casually:
"Behead." (End of this chapter)