Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Chapter 870: Divine Lord Hou Tu, the trace of the Tao Seed

How do you feel about this?

Listening to these half-teasing and half-testing words, Jiang Sheng recalled the scenes that happened when he fought with the four gods before. From the beginning, the fight seemed to be a back and forth battle, but in the end, he was beaten directly into the underworld by the four gods.

Jiang Sheng pondered for a moment and said, "Although we are all using the power of wind, thunder, water and fire, I am always a little slower than the four gods in terms of practicing the power and insight."

"The four gods can connect with the power of the avenue and mobilize the power of heaven and earth. Compared with them, I am far inferior."

Hearing this, the figure nodded: "It seems that Master Lingyuan is still sober and his brain is not damaged."

Jiang Sheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "My brain was broken at the beginning, but now after being taught a lesson by the four gods, I am much more sober."

The figure was slightly curious: "Oh? How did you wake up? Please tell me, Master?"

Jiang Shengqiang supported himself and sat cross-legged. He didn't realize it before, but now that he was disabled, he found that he had become more and more reckless.

So when did I start to become so reckless, or even arrogant?
Jiang Sheng couldn't help but ask himself, and then he was surprised: after he reached the stage of refining the void, although he seemed to have some bumps and setbacks, it seemed that he had never encountered many major setbacks. Whatever he wanted to accomplish was successful, and when he fought with others, he won battles one after another.

It’s as if I can roam freely in all the heavens and worlds.

Really?

If this were true, how could I have ended up like this?
Looking inward at himself, Jiang Sheng looked at his shattered Dantian, his dried-up sea of ​​consciousness, his flesh and blood disintegrating, his meridians and acupoints bursting, his internal organs turning into meat paste, and his miserable appearance with 80% of his bones broken. He couldn't help but laugh out loud.

It’s just that the injury was too severe. After laughing a few times, Jiang Sheng couldn’t help coughing twice to calm himself down.

Although he was seriously injured and looked miserable, but for a refining being, his Dao fruit was intact and his true spirit was flawless, so it was not a serious injury. Now Jiang Sheng's Dao fruit was still supporting Jiang Sheng's actions, and Jiang Sheng's true spirit was still continuously absorbing the spiritual energy of the Zhoutian to nourish his injured body.

Exhaling a breath of slightly bloody turbid air, Jiang Sheng slowly said: "Since I started practicing, I established the foundation of the Heavenly Dao at the age of eighteen, opened up the Purple Palace on my own at the age of twenty-four, and became a top-grade elixir at the age of fifty-five, then broke through the Nascent Soul realm at the age of one hundred and sixty, and then proved the Primordial Spirit at the age of one hundred and seventy-two. Until my ascension to the Refining Void, it has only been four hundred and twenty-five years."

“Since I broke through the realm of refining emptiness, I have fought against the geniuses of the three realms, slayed the demons and monsters, traveled through the heavens, and crossed the chaos. I have never known what fear is.”

"Today, I am only one thousand five hundred years old, but I have been to all realms of immortals, gods, demons and monsters. I have killed all the true disciples of the Xuanmen, the evil kings of the side sects, the demons of the demon race, and the evil demons and heretics."

"If you count carefully, there are Linghua Realm, Pingxiang Realm, Shanhai Realm, Tianyuan Realm, Jurong Realm and now Buzhou Realm, the Seven Demons of Refining Void, the Great Perfection Wild Beast, the Half-Step Pure Yang, and a group of Refining Void in Tianyuan Realm, plus Qiyuan, Jinyu, Chipeng, the two brothers Hengha, True Water and True Fire, Immortal, the Hunshui Dragon King, and the Four-Armed Demon Monkey..."

"They all fell in my hands."

Jiang Sheng read them one by one, but he did not notice the figure protected by the mother energy of the earth, and a hint of suspicion appeared on his face.

Jiang Sheng continued, "Before, I traveled through the heavens and defeated all the geniuses in the heavens and myriad worlds, and killed all the true disciples of the holy lands in other worlds."

"If you count carefully, the number of people who have died under my sword over the years is no less than two palms."

"In addition, in his world, I also faced off against a Mahayana master and even a Half-Step Pure Yang master. It can be said that everything went smoothly and everything went well for me."

"So even though I seemed to be keeping calm, I was actually too arrogant and looked down on the heavens and myriad worlds. I knew there were risks in the Buzhou Realm, and I had planned to save the people and leave before I came. But when the time came, I was blinded by greed."

"Relying on some trump cards, relying on the fact that he had fought against the Mahayana and the Half-Step Pure Yang before, he thought he could run rampant in the upper three realms, but he forgot that there are always people better than you and there are always things better than you."

"I have done what I have to do to get to where I am today. I cannot blame anyone else."

After saying that, Jiang Sheng shook his head again.

He recalled why he had dared to face the four gods head on. Was it because his magical powers and Taoism were strong enough, or was it because he was confident that the talismans of Patriarch Qingyan could save his life, or was it because as a true descendant of Penglai, he was used to roaming the heavens without fear?

Thinking about it carefully, Jiang Sheng realized that it was not because he had enough trump cards, nor because his magical powers were already enough to dominate the heavens, but because he had been successful in everything he did over the years and had won battles many times, so he became more and more arrogant, to the point of looking down on the heavens and the worlds and underestimating the heroes of the Zhoutian.

Because of his arrogant nature, he ventured into the Linghua Realm alone. He dared to face the Seven Lianxu Heavenly Demons right after he broke through the Lianxu realm. He didn't care at all whether there were other beings behind the seven heavenly demons. Although he solved the problem in the end, wasn't it because of the power of the sect?
Because of his arrogance, he went into the depths of chaos alone. Even when facing the great beasts and the ghosts and gods of the world, he still believed that he could handle it. Even when facing the Qi Miao Mo Lian who was half a step pure yang, he still dared to fight. In the end, he succeeded, but if Xiang Yu Xianjun had not helped him, if Qing Yan Zu Shi had not secretly blessed him, could he really get through the difficulties? Because of his arrogance, he regarded the pride of the heavens and the worlds as nothing. That's why he dared to enter Jurong Realm and even go to the Wancheng Banquet when he knew that there were not only Qi Yuan but also reinforcements in Jurong Realm, and fought three Dongxuan and even faced Wanxiang Yao Zun directly. If Shanhe Daoist had not arranged it in advance, if Zu Shi Juehua had not arrived in time, could he really get out of Jurong Realm?
Also because of his arrogant nature, he fought against nine Dongxuan alone even though he knew that Xuanyi, Kong Zhen and others were helping him. Even when he knew that the enemy's reinforcements had arrived, he was still unwilling to let Xuanyi and others help, and tried to fight against the seventeen Dongxuan on his own.

Recalling my own performance, I was clearly not in my own territory, and I clearly knew that several Dao Lords were not there and that it would be difficult for Tianzun to take care of the place, but I still chose to fight to the end. So was I fearless or ignorant?

Finally heaving a sigh, Jiang Sheng shook his head and sighed again: The words "not knowing whether to live or die" seem to be the most appropriate to describe himself. So, who can he blame for what he has ended up like today?
Jiang Sheng reflected on himself and felt more and more that he had been going too smoothly over the years. All the ups and downs he encountered did not help him to sharpen his Tao heart, which made him more and more arrogant, and even his Tao heart was obscured.

The figure protected by the mother energy of the earth had an even more subtle expression at this moment. She could see that Jiang Sheng was not lying, but telling the truth.

But because it was the truth, she was even more surprised.

I thought Jiang Sheng was just young and hot-headed, relying on his sect's background to be so ignorant of the world and dare to fight against Zhu Rong and others. But now it seems that Jiang Sheng is not just young and hot-headed.

He established the Heavenly Dao foundation at the age of eighteen, and achieved top-grade golden elixir before the age of sixty, which is considered normal among the geniuses in various fields. However, he broke through the realm of refining emptiness at the age of four hundred and twenty. Now, after only a thousand years of achieving the Dao of refining emptiness, he has such magical powers and spiritual attainments. Is this Ling Yuan really not the reincarnation of some powerful being?
Not to mention anything else, if she had achieved such an accomplishment after breaking through the realm of emptiness for a thousand years and defeated all the geniuses in the world, she would probably be arrogant and look down on the heavens and the world as nothing.

In fact, if they had not thought highly of themselves and felt that they had no rivals in the universe, and that they could seize the power of the gods if they advanced, or protect themselves if they retreated, how could they have fallen into the situation they are in today?

Thinking of this, the figure sighed with emotion.

The seven gods of Buzhou are Zhurong, Gonggong, Qiangliang, Tianwu, Jumang, Rushou, and her, Houtu. Ten thousand years ago, the Buzhou world was so powerful that it shone brightly on the universe and shook the heavens. How majestic were the seven gods of Buzhou. The Dexuan world, the Yaozhen world, the Ziyu world, the Baoxian world, and the Youxu world were all led by them, Buzhou, and the gods were almost unified.

They established the Buzhou Divine Court with the intention of unifying the destiny of the gods, but unfortunately with the arrival of the Panfeng Realm and the arrival of that Majesty, all their ambitions were wasted, the Divine Court was reduced to ashes, and they were also killed or imprisoned.

Even if they endure hardships for ten thousand years, they will still be powerless to resist the arrival of His Majesty.

Thinking of this, Hou Tu couldn't help but sigh: "Alas"

Jiang Sheng looked at the vague figure and asked, "Why would Lord Hou Tu sigh?"

Hou Tu raised her eyebrows slightly: "Ling Yuan, do you recognize me?"

Jiang Sheng shook his head: "Looking at this place, it should be the underworld of Buzhou. Listening to the words of the God Lord, looking at the situation here, and thinking about the God Lords who appeared in this Buzhou world, it is clear who has not shown up."

Hearing this, Hou Tu nodded approvingly. As the mother earth energy that protected her body spread out to the surroundings, the God of Earth finally revealed his true appearance in front of Jiang Sheng.

This god had a body like a snake's tail, with seven hands spread out behind his back like forming a wheel of reincarnation. In front of him, he made hand gestures with his hands, and twined flying snakes on his arms. He looked extremely elegant and majestic.

In fact, whether it is the Lord Hou Tu or the other six Lords, they are all not human, but innate divine beings. Therefore, their shapes are created by heaven and earth. Although they look inhuman, they are the most perfect bodies.

Just like the true body of the God Hou Tu, she has the grace of the earth and the aura of a mother to all, which makes people convinced and unable to help but feel awe.

As Hou Tu Divine Lord revealed his true form, he chuckled, "This place is indeed the Netherworld, but it is not the original Bu Zhou Netherworld."

"The real Buzhou Netherworld was taken away by the Jinque Heavenly Emperor ten thousand years ago. I can only use the remaining fragments of the Netherworld to piece together and weave this small piece of the Netherworld as a place to live."

"Originally, I wanted to know why Zhu Rong and his men chose you, who is so ignorant, out of so many other Shinto geniuses."

"It seems that Zhu Rong and his men are still so discerning. They chose you, the most outstanding one, at a glance from among so many geniuses in the heavens and myriad worlds."

Jiang Sheng frowned slightly. What did he mean by Lord Zhurong and his men had chosen him?
Seeing Jiang Sheng's confusion, Hou Tu Divine Lord smiled and stretched out his hand: "Ling Yuan, look at yourself, haven't you noticed yet?"

Jiang Sheng looked inside himself again with some suspicion, looking at his broken internal organs, his broken meridians, his body which had almost become an empty shell, his almost shattered dantian and dried up sea of ​​consciousness, and the four fluorescent spots in his sea of ​​consciousness.
Then, Jiang Sheng suddenly realized, when did these four fluorescent spots appear in his sea of ​​consciousness?
"This is?"

"This is a Dao Seed, and it is also my trump card for making a comeback."

(End of this chapter)