Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

The three realms!

True Lord Yuchen Lingyuan!

After this name was called out by the Heavenly General, the scorching energy outside Qingqiu that was about to erupt like a volcano was frozen and quelled in an instant as if it had suddenly encountered the coldest days of winter.

No matter whether it was the great monsters from various realms who wanted to watch the fun, or the famous monster kings and true lords from the Great Wilderness Realm, Zhuming Realm, Jurong Realm, and Canghai Realm, those who wanted to compete with each other gave up the idea, and those who wanted to watch the fun changed their faces. Even the landlord, the Su family from Qingqiu, all had extremely complicated expressions.

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

The three realms are vast and boundless, and Yuchen Lingyuan is the real Lord.

As a rising star of Penglai Taoist Sect, he was granted a talisman by the Heavenly Lord that has no taboos, and can almost represent Penglai to the outside world!
The Penglai Taoist Sect is the best holy land among all the heavens and worlds today!

The Penglai and Qinghua families, together with Tianhe, make up the Dongtian Taoist family, which almost represents half of the power of the Nine Treasures of the Mysterious Gate in the heavens and all worlds.

The Three Realms are the Eastern Taoism, the Central Heaven, and the Western Buddhism.

The power of the Eastern Heaven Taoism is almost comparable to that of the Central Heaven and the Western Heaven Buddhism.

Facing such a world of three realms and the Eastern Taoist sect.

Facing such a Penglai Taoist priest, Yuchen Lingyuan Zhenjun.

Among the Dongxuan geniuses, Demon Kings and True Lords present, who dares to say that his state of mind has not changed? Who dares to say that he is as steady as Mount Tai?

Outside Qingqiu, everything is silent, and humans, demons, and monsters all have their own different intentions.

Inside Qingqiu, the fox spirits were in a hurry. Zhong Yuxiu looked at Jiang Sheng, who was majestic and awe-inspiring outside Qingqiu. As soon as he appeared, he subdued all the demons and monsters. Her eyes were full of complexities: "Lingyuan."

Having met Jiang Sheng before, Zhong Yuxiu had agreed to have a showdown at the Grand Banquet. Zhong Yuxiu originally thought that Jiang Sheng would appear at the Banquet in an unexpected way, at least not in such a swaggering manner that was announced to the world.

It is not something worth boasting about that the orthodox Taoist teachings of the Xuanmen Holy Land were brought to the Jurong Realm for a banquet held by demons. Why did Lingyuan appear in such a high-profile manner?

Although Zhong Yuxiu didn't dare to say that she knew Jiang Sheng very well, it was almost certain that she knew him about 60% of the time.

Although Jiang Sheng has an arrogant nature, he has always been indifferent and does not like fame and fortune. Today, he has gone against his usual practice and made such a big fuss. Is this momentum directed at him, Zhong Yuxiu, or is there another target?

Countless thoughts flashed through Zhong Yuxiu's mind in an instant, but she was not sure of any of them.

"This Lingyuan Zhenjun is so majestic."

Young Master Chi Peng looked at Jiang Sheng outside Qingqiu with a sinister expression, and it was unclear whether it was jealousy or something else on his face.

This time, when Young Lord Chi Peng came to Jurong Realm to attend the Banquet of Ten Thousand Chariots in Qingqiu, his coming was not actually very legitimate. At least within the Kunpeng clan in the Great Wilderness Realm, there had never been a unified opinion on Qingqiu. Therefore, the Kunpeng clan had never participated in Qingqiu's previous Banquet of Thousand Chariots.

This time, it was Young Lord Chi Peng who wanted to attend the Banquet of Ten Thousand Chariots, not the idea of ​​the Kunpeng clan. Right now, the Kunpeng clan's attention is still on the Tianyuan Realm and Xuan Peng, which makes Young Lord Chi Peng's mood even more complicated.

Otherwise, he could have entered Qingqiu with all the ceremonial guards and the attitude of a young master of the Kunpeng clan of the Great Wilderness Realm, instead of the current
Look at Ling Yuan again, coming to this Jurong world is like coming to his own home, it is really enviable
The more he thought about it, the more Master Chi Peng agreed with Su Zhao's idea: relying on the power of the clan has its limits after all. If he can't fight and try on his own, then the future will be bleak.

Outside Qingqiu.

Fiery golden feathers and mysterious wind in the sea of ​​clouds.

The geniuses from all walks of life in the demon clan surrounded the southeast, looking at the grand ceremonial procession and the Taoist on the cloud chariot.

Shadows rose behind each of the great monsters, and demonic flames surged into the sky.

There is a figure with a human head, a tiger body, nine colorful tails, carrying mountains on its back and standing on the sea to reach the sky.

There is a creature with four claws and two horns, and a pair of wings on its back. It flies out of the clouds and into the sea, flapping its wings that are black and yellow.

There is a precious crown with golden feathers, the feathers shine like knives, they can pierce gold and split stone, and the golden flame is like the sun.

There are fire feathers all over the body, pink, red and white, which break through the void and burn the mountains and boil the sea.

There is a ghost with a face of red flames, wings spread like an eagle, with strong claws and iron feathers, and blazing fire sweeping across the sky.

The demon kings from the Great Wilderness Realm, Kuancang Realm, and Zhuming Realm all had cold eyes. Even those as arrogant as the Crested Ibis Demon King and as cruel as the Golden Feather Demon King were all staring at the Taoist from Penglai in the green crown and black robe, with a sense of solidarity against a common enemy.

Seeing that the demon kings from several major realms were vaguely intending to unite to target Jiang Sheng, True Lord Gui Yuan was the first to make way. Although he did not have a good impression of these demons, it did not mean that he would like Jiang Sheng, a person from the orthodox Xuanmen.

The origin of the side door is that these Xuanmen holy places have grasped the name of the orthodox one, otherwise why has the Canglang Holy Sect been slow to gain the name of the orthodox Xuanmen?

As True Lord Guiyuan stepped aside, the five demon kings became more powerful. The raging demon flames caused the wind and clouds to surge, and the raging fire and golden thunder continued.

Seeing this, Kui Yue originally wanted to step forward to help, after all, he was acquainted with Jiang Sheng. However, when he saw Lin Fan watching happily on the side and had no intention of stepping forward to help, he immediately stopped.

Ling Zhao, who is also from the Penglai Taoist Sect, didn't move, so why should I rush up rashly?

Kui Yue was still thinking in his heart: Facing the demon kings from the five holy lands coming together, the power was so great that even his iron bones would probably crack.

These are five great demons in the realm of Dongxuan. Almost every one of them has the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head and is about to take that step. How can Taoist Lingyuan be so indifferent?

Is he really not afraid?
Not only Kui Yue was curious, but Fang Rui, Ling Yin, Su Mu, Su Zhen, Su Zhao, and even Su Yue and Su Xue were all curious. No one knew how powerful this Yuchen Lingyuan Zhenjun, who had become famous in the heavens and all realms in recent years, was.

Seeing that Jiang Sheng remained indifferent, the Golden Feathered Demon Lord laughed coldly and said, "Oh, it turns out that the True Lord Lingyuan from the Three Realms has come."

"All of you here are people who have achieved the Dao Fruit of the Profound Realm, or are from the Holy Land. In terms of status and position, and in terms of magical powers and spiritual attainments, no one is inferior to anyone else."

"Master Lingyuan is so arrogant that he didn't even get off his chariot or open his eyes when he saw us. Does he look down on us? Does he look down on us monsters?"

Before he finished his words, the incomparably huge golden-winged Roc that covered the sky and the sun behind the Golden-Winged Demon King let out a cry that could pierce through gold and split stone. The cry was as loud as thunder, stirring up a thousand turbulent waves along the way, as if it was going to crush the tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers, breaking their bones and causing their flesh to rot.

Seeing the rolling waves of air roaring towards them, thousands of heavenly soldiers couldn't help but show fear in their eyes. Regardless of anything else, it was a place of life and death, and it was hard for anyone not to be moved.

On the cloud chariot, Jiang Sheng finally opened his eyes slowly, and blue lotuses blossomed in his eyes. When the golden pupils that could break illusions were activated, the blue-gold light penetrated the universe. Wherever the cold and majestic light reached, the monsters felt as if the tip of a sword was grazing their throats, and they were all terrified.

As two beams of cyan gold light swept away, the surging waves of air that were like raging storms collapsed with a loud bang, as if mountains and tsunamis were flattened, and the sound of piercing gold and splitting rocks disappeared into thin air.

But when the sea of ​​clouds subsided and the sky became clear, the monsters looked over and saw that Jiang Sheng's eyes were still calm, like a still abyss without the slightest ripple.

The Golden-Feathered Demon King's expression changed instantly, he snorted coldly but said no more.

Seeing this, Lu Jiu Yaojun stepped forward and said, "The Qingqiu meeting is a banquet for our Yao clan. Immortals, gods and Buddhas have never been willing to participate in it. Why is Lingyuan Zhenjun here?"

"Don't you think the most of us monsters? Could it be that the high and mighty Dongtian Daoist family is also trying to win over monsters like us?"

As he spoke, a nine-tailed, colorful tiger roared. The tiger's phantom carried a mountain and clouds of air appeared under its feet. It rushed over with unparalleled momentum. The tiger is the king of the forest. The nine-tailed tiger with a human face is Luwu, one of the innate gods. He can carry mountains and call the sun and moon. His supernatural powers are as high as the sky and he can call the wind and rain.

At this time, Demon King Lu Jiu activated his own strange vision, and the nine-tailed tiger carried the mountain and chased the moon, with a force as fierce and majestic as thunder. Wind and clouds rose and thunder and rain gathered, and the evil wind was so strong that all lights were dimmed.

Looking at the ten thousand feet tall demon tiger galloping like thunder, Jiang Sheng chuckled and said, "Why am I here?"

"In this myriad of worlds, where can I not go?"

"I can go to the land of gods and ghosts, the Pure Land of Buddha, so why can't I go to this world of Rong?"

"Moreover, there are ten thousand worlds in the heavens, but the great worlds are no more than thirty-six, while the middle and small thousands are innumerable."

"Whether it's demons or monsters, gods or Buddhas, they are all just one of the myriad creatures in the universe. How can there be any distinction between high and low?"

After saying that, Jiang Sheng casually pinched his hand and picked up a falling flower from the ceiling. He blew out a breath slowly, and the flower turned into a blue lotus. The lotus petals flew out and transformed into a mottled sword shadow.

One could see sword shadows crisscrossing each other, and the four energies of blue, purple, red and black surging. The nine-tailed tiger, which was ten thousand feet long, froze in mid-air before it could even roar, and then cracked and turned into powder as the breeze blew.

Demon King Lu Jiu's expression changed, and there was a hint of horror on his face.

Ying Zhen, who was also from the Kuan Cang Realm, immediately stood in front of Lu Jiu, staring at Jiang Sheng with his dragon eyes: "Since there is no distinction between the high and low among all living beings in the heavens and myriad worlds, why are the immortals, gods, and Buddhas the only ones so high and mighty?"

"Of course, I won't ask these questions this time. I just want to ask you, Master Zhen, what is your purpose in coming to Jurong Realm?"

"Could it be that the True Lord also wants to marry a noble lady from Qingqiu at the Wancheng Banquet? The Eastern Heavenly Daoist Sect, Penglai Heaven Realm, allows the True Lord to marry into the family of Qingqiu?"

"Or, in the Xuanmen Daoist school, can one have three wives and four concubines without the need for seclusion?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Yinglong with wings on its back summoned the wind and rain, bringing about huge thunderclouds and heavy rain. The sky turned dark. Amidst the vast storm and rain, accompanied by the roar of thunder, the ferocious Yinglong with wings that almost covered the sky broke through the void and bit towards him. Even though they were thousands of miles apart, one could still smell the bloody wind and rain.

Jiang Sheng ignored the virtual image of Yinglong that exuded a monstrous dragon-like power, lowered his eyebrows slightly to look at his palm, and then raised his eyes to look at Ying Zhen the Demon King: "Xuanmen Taoism attaches great importance to nature, which is purity."

"Although Penglai values ​​purity and believes that the universe and nature are one, the universe and nature are separated into pure and turbid, and there are naturally yin and yang. Cultivation is not something that can be done alone, so how can one be without wealth, companions, and a place of practice?"

“Of course, a Taoist couple is indeed a union of yin and yang, but having three wives and four concubines is not entirely worldly desire.”

"Whether it's tempering one's heart in the mortal world or training one's mind to be pure or turbid, everyone has their own thoughts. As long as your mind is clear, why should you care about what others say?"

"Even in the Western Paradise, there is still wine and meat passing through the intestines. The Buddha left a message in his heart that the desire between men and women is also natural."

After saying that, Jiang Sheng paused, letting the Yinglong that could summon wind and rain and drive thunder and lightning bite him, and pointed a finger: "However, my state of mind is clear and unchanged, my heart of Tao is as one and fixed, and I have never had any lust."

"From your perspective, the Qingqiu Ten Thousand Chariots Banquet is just a way to get married, take concubines, and have a happy marriage. But from my perspective, it's just a scene of watching all the people around. Why would I have so many foolish thoughts?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bright and dazzling sword light burst out from between Jiang Sheng's fingers.

The sword light was dazzling and brilliant, like the light of creation, or like a sword that leaped out of time and penetrated the past and present. In an instant, it cut off the wind and thunder, shattered the clouds and rain, and cut down the virtual image of Yinglong.

Between heaven and earth, one can only hear the wailing of Yinglong, which makes people feel sad and depressed.
Looking at the stunned expression of Demon Lord Ying Zhen, Jiang Sheng chuckled, "I forgot to tell Demon Lord Ying Zhen that in the past when the three realms were not yet united and the mountains and rivers were not yet settled, I killed a dragon in the East China Sea. There were at least eight hundred real dragons that fell in my hands, if not a thousand."

"It's better not to bring such pretentiousness to the table and embarrass ourselves."

Upon hearing this, Ying Zhen the Demon King was furious: "You..."

At this point, the attacks of the three Demon Kings, Golden Feather, Lu Jiu, and Ying Zhen, were all defeated, and the group of demons were speechless for a moment.

Su Mu had a gloomy expression, Su Zhao frowned, and Su Zhen looked at the Crested Ibis Demon King and the Fierce Owl Demon King, not knowing whether he hoped that these two would take action or not.

Kui Yue, who was watching from the side, had burning eyes and ignored Fang Rui's complicated expression, his face full of admiration.

Kui Yue couldn't imagine that he could deal with five beings of the same level by himself, not only not being at a disadvantage but also suppressing the opponents so much that they couldn't even raise their heads.

We are both Dongxuan, why is Lingyuan so majestic? !

Su Yue and Su Xue's eyes were full of excitement. Judging from the performance of Master Lingyuan, this banquet should be a success, right?
At this time, the demons outside Qingqiu were silent. Three consecutive Dongxuan Demon Kings tried to attack, but were all defeated by Jiang Sheng with ease. No matter whether it was the two from Zhumingjie or the few people from the Su family in Qingqiu, it was impossible for them to take action easily.

Otherwise, if all the monsters attacked, they would all be stopped by Jiang Sheng, and then the monsters would really have no face at all.

Sensing the restlessness of the surrounding demons, the Crested Ibis Demon King suddenly said, "Why are you testing these?"

"Since True Lord Lingyuan is here, we must go through the Wancheng Banquet. If there is any grudge, we can just fight it out then."

"If others knew that we were gathered outside Qingqiu at this moment, they would think that we were afraid of Lingyuan. How would the heavens and myriad worlds view us?"

Before the Crested Ibis Demon King finished his words, a loud voice was heard in the distance.

"Extremely yes, extremely yes!"

"What the Crested Ibis Demon King said is absolutely right!"

"Everyone who comes here is a guest. Now that we are here, it is better to be friendly. Even if we want to fight and kill, don't do it like this."

Upon hearing this, everyone outside Qingqiu looked over and saw a ceremonial procession coming on a cloud.

The ceremonial procession was plain and did not display much majesty, but no one dared to underestimate it.

The figure sitting on the chariot wore a yellow jade crown and an Eight Desolate Earth Kun robe. Although the figure was a little fat and looked too honest, the aura of the Mysterious Dao Fruit on his body could not be concealed.

And as this person appeared, another ceremonial guard followed.

This party's ceremonial procession was much more gorgeous, with mostly female demons and fairies, coming on painted boats. On the boat covered with white moonlight and cold orchid light, stood a graceful figure dressed in an icy silk dress and a jade-lined flowing shirt.

As soon as these two groups of ceremonial guards appeared, almost everyone knew their origins.

Guests from Bingyuanchuan in the north and Qinshan in the center of Jurong have arrived.

A ripple flashed across Su Xue's eyes, and she smiled to Su Yue beside her, "Look, sister, this person came at such a coincidence."

"The Qinshan lineage is indeed extraordinary."

As he was speaking, the ceremonial procession had already arrived.

The slightly fat figure stood up very quickly, looked at Jiang Sheng and the demon kings present with a smile, clasped his hands, and had a naive look on his face:
"Qinshan Zhuhe, nice to meet you fellow Taoists." (End of this chapter)