Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

"presumptuous!"

Before Jiang Sheng could open his mouth, Demon Lord Tenglong was already about to take action.

The green wooden dragon staff danced in the wind, like a dragon claw that split the sky and tore the space apart. The originally stable space suddenly became as messy and shattered as torn cloth.

Although the green snake had regained consciousness, its body was still under the control of the Tenglong Demon Lord. At this moment, the green snake could not move, and even its true spirit could not escape. It could only watch as the green wooden dragon staff, wrapped in the tremendous force that shattered the void, was thrown towards its head.

clang!
The sound of metal clashing suddenly arose, and a green rainbow jumped up and pressed against the green wooden dragon staff. Where the two magic weapons collided, thunder splashed and flames danced, and as Jiang Sheng attacked unexpectedly, the green wooden dragon staff finally pierced the side of the green snake's head.

The green snake's whole body was stiff and unable to move, but he was sweating all over. Even though he couldn't move, he could still sense that the space beside his ear had shattered into pieces.

"Demon Lord!"

Jiang Sheng looked at the Demon Lord Tenglong. Although he didn't show it on his face, he had already exerted all his strength in his hands. Otherwise, he would have found it difficult to withstand the casual attack from the Demon Lord Tenglong.

That's right, Demon Lord Tenglong didn't use his full strength at all. With the realm and cultivation of a Mahayana Demon Lord, even a casual attack would not be something the Green Snake could resist.

The green snake's bloodline is lowly, and its Dao fruit is not top-notch. If it were in the immortal way, it would be equivalent to the Dongxu Dao fruit. This kind of low-quality Dao fruit could be crushed into powder by the Demon Lord Tenglong with a little more pressure, so the Demon Lord Tenglong did not take it too seriously.

Even so, a casual attack from the Mahayana Immortal Lord was not something Lianxu could withstand.

Demon Lord Tenglong looked at Jiang Sheng in surprise. How could Jiang Sheng block his casual attack just now?
Even if he didn't use his full strength, even if Jiang Sheng used all his strength, the fact that a mere Lianxu Daoguo could block an attack from a Mahayana was already shocking enough.

Is this the core teaching of Penglai Taoist Sect, the Pure Yang Seedling?
I heard that in the past 20,000 years, the most outstanding people in Penglai Taoist Sect are Yuming and Lingyuan. Now Lingyuan is only in the middle stage of the Refining Void Realm, but he has such strength. Then, how talented is Yuming?
With the strength that Jiang Sheng has shown now, Demon Lord Tenglong can no longer underestimate Jiang Sheng.

All these thoughts flashed through his mind, and the Tenglong Demon Lord took back the Qingmu Dragon Staff as if nothing had happened, and then said in a deep voice: "Why, little friend Lingyuan, do you believe the random bites of this evil beast?"

"It's just a drowning man who wants to grab the last straw to save his life. If it bites other creatures, with Ling Yuan's background and my methods, I can find out clearly in a moment."

"Only by biting a holy land can it delay our hesitation and live longer. Can't young friend Lingyuan understand this truth?"

Jiang Sheng retracted the Qingping Sword and shook his arms as if nothing had happened, in order to dissipate the tremendous force brought by the casual attack of the Demon Lord Tenglong just now, and at the same time to restore some sensation to his numb arms.

If Jiang Sheng's body had not been transformed from the world fruit of the Small Liuguang Realm, his arms would have completely collapsed into pieces of flesh and bones.

After putting away the Qingping Sword, Jiang Sheng said, "If this evil beast really bites people randomly, the attack by the demon lord this time may be suspected of killing to silence the witness."

"The Demon Lord has a close relationship with Qingqiu. I can replace Penglai. The two of us are here, so how can we allow it to bite others? Moreover, the Demon Lord has lived for nearly 20,000 years. He has read a lot of history and has seen the changes in the world. I have also seen many worlds and traveled the world. With the identities and knowledge of the Demon Lord and I, can't we tell the truth from the falsehood in its words?"

"Please calm your wrath and let this beast finish his words."

Although Jiang Sheng spoke tactfully, the implication in his words had already revealed the bottom line. If Demon Lord Tenglong really wanted to attack again regardless of the consequences, he would inevitably be mistakenly believed to be involved in the matter of Qiuyu Tianyi.

It would be fine if he didn't know what the Autumn Rain Heavenly Clothes was, but Demon Lord Tenglong knew too well what the Autumn Rain Heavenly Clothes was, and he also knew too well what kind of turmoil the three Xuanmen holy places of the Shanhe Taoist family had caused in the heavens and myriad worlds because of this Autumn Rain Heavenly Clothes. That's why he didn't want to be involved in this matter, and he didn't want Qingqiu to be affected by it.

Seeing Jiang Sheng's determined attitude, Demon Lord Tenglong could only sigh inwardly. He really tried his best. With his level of Taoism, his background and status, it was enough for him to achieve this step. No one could say anything.

If we continue, we will be gambling with our own life and property as well as the lives of all living beings in the mountains, rivers and lakes of the southeast.

Seeing that Demon Lord Tenglong stopped talking, Jiang Sheng turned to look at the green snake: "You also heard what I said to Demon Lord just now."

"Listen carefully. If you really don't know what Autumn Rain Clothes is, then tell the truth. With the crime you committed, you can at least go to a courtyard and be a guardian beast for a few thousand years, and that will make up for it."

"If you know anything about Qiu Yu Tian Yi, tell me the whole story. As long as you were not involved, at least your life can be saved."

Demon Lord Tenglong also looked at the green snake, and in his seemingly turbid eyes, there was a faint gleam of light.

The green snake looked at Jiang Sheng, then at Tenglong Yaozun, and after realizing his own situation, he said without hesitation: "True Lord, True Lord, although I don't know what the Autumn Rain Heavenly Clothes is, I have heard a nobleman in Qingqiu mention this thing."

"Little Snake was too far away and didn't hear much clearly. I just vaguely heard something about Autumn Rain Heavenly Clothes and some secret realm restrictions."

"Little snake dares to swear to the Great Dao with his own true spirit fruit."

Demon Venerable Tenglong sighed and bowed to Jiang Sheng: "My dear friend Lingyuan, I have been exhausted recently and need to retreat for a while, at least three to five thousand years."

"Now that you have asked all your questions, why not take this evil creature away? Don't bring it back to Tenglong's territory."

After saying that, the body of the Demon Lord Tenglong turned into scattered streams of light and sank into the ancient tree that supported the sky in the center of the small world. At the same time, a powerful repulsive force came, sending Jiang Sheng and the green snake away from the Qingteng Cave Heaven.

After a dizzying moment, when Green Snake came back to his senses from the dizziness, they were already outside Tenglong's territory. In just a moment, the repulsive force helped them cross billions of miles of territory.

"But have you regained consciousness?"

"Do you know how serious the consequences of what you are saying are?"

Jiang Sheng's cold voice came from above his head. The green snake looked up and found that Jiang Sheng was standing on a dragon-shaped pine tree above his head, looking straight towards Qingqiu.

The green snake felt the restrictions on its body dissipate. The mark hidden in its true spiritual sea of ​​consciousness had been erased, and its body and soul regained their freedom. As its magic power flowed, the green snake felt itself light and comfortable, and in an excellent state.

Logically speaking, Demon Lord Tenglong would no longer be concerned about the matter, and Jiang Sheng had no intention of imprisoning him, so the green snake should have turned around and ran away.

But how could the green snake dare to run away at this time?

Even though he didn't know what Autumn Rain Heavenly Robe was, seeing that Demon Lord Tenglong looked like he was going to seclude himself for three to five thousand years to avoid disaster, he knew that this thing was of great importance even if he didn't know what it was.

At this time, where could one be safer than being with Jiang Sheng, the True Lord of Penglai?

The green snake shrank back and bowed to Jiang Sheng, saying, "Thank you, Master, for saving my life. If you hadn't helped me, I would have died at the hands of the Demon Lord."

"In the future, if the True Lord gives me an order, I will do my duty even if it means a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire."

Even though Qingshe said something very exaggerated, Jiang Sheng remained indifferent: "Don't say these nice things. This world is no longer safe for you."

"I made quite a lot of noise before, so it's inevitable that Qingqiu might have noticed it. Just because I can handle some things doesn't mean you can handle them too. Come to my sleeve and reunite with your brothers first."

The green snake looked at Jiang Sheng's wide, dark cuffs. It was pitch black and she couldn't see anything clearly, as if there was chaos hidden in the sleeves.

In the end, I couldn't escape this.

The green snake suppressed its fear, then closed its eyes and rushed into Jiang Sheng's sleeve. As the green snake entered his sleeve, Jiang Sheng looked at his sleeve, and then it turned into a fluorescent light and disappeared without a trace.

"That's the whole story."

"I originally wanted to find some clues for you, but I didn't expect that there was a Qingqiu hiding behind it."

Jiang Sheng’s figure was reflected in the communication jade disc.

After listening to Jiang Sheng's explanation of the whole story, Lin Fan nodded thoughtfully: "Yuan Chen, based on the information you got, I can roughly guess a little bit."

"That green snake must be telling the truth. This matter might really be related to Qingqiu."

"Right now I have just arrived at Kunlun Yaochi. When I return to Jurong Realm, I will explain the key to you."

Jiang Sheng nodded: "Okay, this is your mission after all, I won't get involved too much, everything will be discussed after you come back. My disciple Ming An sent a message saying that he found something in Luwu Realm, I will contact my disciple first."

After cutting off contact with Jiang Sheng, Lin Fan put away the jade disc. A girl with bright eyes, white teeth, hair like clouds, and wearing flowing colorful clothes beside him immediately said, "Yunxuan? Is this your name?"

"The Yuan Chen in the projection is the good friend you mentioned, the Ling Yuan who is now very famous in the universe?"

The girl had a lot of questions and she kept on talking. Her almond-shaped eyes were wide open and full of curiosity, but her attitude was very good, like the childhood sweetheart next door, not annoying at all.

Lin Fan looked at this sunny girl who was full of energy and seemed to have endless energy, and rubbed his brows helplessly.

This girl is Lingyin, the descendant of the Great Lord of the West, the God of the Underworld, Thunder Drum Kuiniu.

Lingyin has been a guest in the holy land of Yaochi for a long time. On weekdays, she practices and listens to teachings with the disciples of Jinmu Daojun. She is very innocent.

Facing such a little girl, it was difficult for Lin Fan to show a bad attitude.

But this girl had too many questions. Even Lin Fan, who had traveled through the heavens and all the worlds and had a lot of stories to tell, was now at a loss for words. But this girl Lingyin didn't want to go back to Jurong World, let alone attend the Wancheng Banquet.

After a little thought, Lin Fan decided to divert the blame: "Yes, that is Ling Yuan. He is in Jurong Realm right now."

"You don't know how powerful Ling Yuan is and how famous he is."

"In the vast Three Realms, if Ling Yuan is second, then whether it's Ying Shen Xuan Nu in the Nine Heavens Palace or Hui Jian Zun in the Great Ling Yin Temple in the West Heaven, no one dares to claim to be first."

"Back when we were still Dharma-images, Ling Yuan went to the Demon King Palace to participate in the Golden Orchid Meeting and competed with the immortals, gods, demons, Buddhas and other Taoist disciples."

"Later, the three realms merged, and Ling Yuan single-handedly defeated countless geniuses from the gods and Buddhas."

"Not long ago, even that Taoist Qiyuan was defeated by my brother. Now, who in the world doesn't know Lingyuan's reputation?"

"This is a truly powerful person, don't you want to meet him?"

Lingyin was indeed moved after hearing this. Her pair of almond-shaped eyes like stars blinked and she was still a little hesitant.

Seeing this, Lin Fan added another weight: "Miss Lingyin, this banquet of ten thousand chariots was requested by the Great Sage Kuiniu to have you attend. You don't want to make the Great Sage Kuiniu angry, do you?"

"Besides, this Wancheng Banquet is so much fun. With so many powerful characters fighting together, it must be exciting."

Whether it was because of Lin Fan's words that it would anger the Great Sage Kuiniu, or because she was attracted by the battle of powerful characters at the Wancheng Banquet, Lingyin finally nodded: "In that case, I'll go and take a look."

"But I've made it clear in advance that I'm just going to take a look. I won't choose a husband at the Wancheng Banquet, and I certainly won't choose a male fox from Qingqiu!"

Lin Fan assured her again and again: "Miss Lingyin, don't worry, who would dare to force you to choose a husband? If there is such a fool, I will definitely sweep him away for you."

After hearing this, Lingyin smiled brightly, with a hint of subtle cunning in her eyes: "Then it's settled, pinky promise!"

Lin Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ling Yin's appearance. Even if this little girl had some conspiracy she hadn't told him yet, at least she was willing to leave.

As long as we can bring it back to Jurong, everything will be fine.

Anyway, this is not the first or second time that Lin Fan has cheated on little girls.
After making pinky promises, Lingyin told Lin Fan that she would first say goodbye to the sisters in the Yao Chi Holy Land, then go to pay a visit to the Taoist Goddess Jinmu before she was willing to leave.

This is human nature, and Lin Fan has no objection, especially since he also wants to pay a visit to the Golden Mother Taoist.

Afterwards, Lingyin went to say goodbye to the fairies from the sacred land of Yao Chi, while Lin Fan went to the core of Yao Chi.

There is only one holy place in Kunlun Realm, and that is the Yaochi Holy Land.

The sacred place of Yaochi is located in the center of Kunlun Realm. It is prosperous and magnificent, far superior to the Heavenly Palace.

Lin Fan, led by the waiter, arrived at Langhuan Terrace, where golden lotuses were in full bloom. He met the Taoist Master of Kunlun Realm, the master of the Yaochi Holy Land, Yuanling Jinmu Taoist Master.

Deep in the Langhuan Terrace, in the middle of the Golden Lotus Pond, beneath a lush and huge Immortal Peach Tree, a Taoist priest sat on a bed of brilliant gold and flowing jade, with screens and fans on both sides, hanging from thousands of tassels.

But one could see a cloud of a few acres floating up and down, embellished with golden lotus lanterns, bright pearls and blue seals, and a triple halo of blue, gold and purple rotating like a flowing river in the sky, guarding the supreme and holy figure.

The ten thousand years of black ice is like jade, and the body turns into Kunlun, the heart of the sky;
The nine-bend water veins are like stars, and the eight wastelands reflect the moon in the Yaochi.
The fire of Mount Buzhou is like golden stamens, and the frost-blossomed jade trees have white jade hair;
Wearing the Wanxiang Zuntian tassel on his head and the Hunyuan Jinluo shawl on his body;
The golden light shimmers in the treasure bottle, and the Three Elements Taoist Mother returns to Kunlun;
It is the place where Xuan Huang was given the mandate, and all spirits are honored as the Holy Saint.

The one wearing the twelve myriad celestial tassels on her head, the golden phoenix robe of mixed origin, the mysterious and yellow Kunlun belt around her waist, holding the Yaochi golden light bottle in her hand, and the Kunlun mother qi cauldron on her shoulder, with the myriad spirits hanging around her and thousands of golden lotuses shining. Her face could not be seen clearly, but she seemed to be supreme and holy, like the mother of Kunlun. She was none other than:
The Lord of Yaochi in Kunlun Realm, the Supreme Saint Yuanling Jinmu Daojun, Taiyi Yuzhen.

Lin Fan bowed solemnly according to Taoist etiquette: "I am Ling Zhao, the thirteenth generation of the Penglai Taoist sect, and I pay my respects to the Kunlun Yuansheng, the Lord of Yaochi, and the Golden Mother Taoist Lord."

"Get up."

The voice of the Golden Mother Taoist was elegant and noble, like that of the Supreme Saint, yet it had a gentleness of its own. After all, she was the Supreme Saint, the Taoist Mother Yuanjun, who had blessed and nurtured all living things.

"Ling Zhao, I heard Sister Jing Xuan mention you before, and I already know why you came."

"That Ling Yin'er is, of course, a descendant of the Lord of the West Pole of Jurong Realm, but she is also my disciple. This trip back to Jurong Realm, Ling Yin'er wants to visit her parents, and secondly, she has a destiny, so I will not stop her."

"But Lingzhao, remember, you must bring Lingyin back the same way you took her out."

"If anything happens to Lingyin'er, I will not let you off easily even if Sister Jingxuan comes." (End of this chapter)