Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Looking back over three thousand years, and then unfolding over three thousand years!
Lingluo's evaluation was undeniably high; clearly, this Rakshasa princess held Jiang Sheng in high regard.

The female immortal listened to Qiluo's description with a smile, her expression carrying a hint of mystery: "Oh? Looking at the past and present over six thousand years, is he really that unique?"

Qi Luo did not answer directly, but instead asked, "If he weren't an exceptional person, why would you go to such lengths to meet him?"

The female immortal chuckled, stroking the Chaos Beast in her arms with a somewhat nonchalant expression: "To be honest, the reason I wanted to see him in the first place wasn't because of him as a person, but simply to see that rare Chaos Spiritual Root."

"But now that I've heard what my sister said, this person is really worth taking a look at."

Chaos spiritual roots!

Lingluo was shocked: Jiang Sheng possessed a Chaos Spiritual Root?!

She only knew that the female immortal in front of her wanted to see Jiang Sheng, but she didn't know that the female immortal wanted to see Jiang Sheng because of the Chaos Spiritual Root.

For a moment, Lingluo felt flustered. She suddenly regretted telling this person about Jiang Sheng's situation. Lingluo knew Jiang Sheng's status in the Eastern Heavenly Dao Family and the Penglai Dao Sect. If something really happened to Jiang Sheng, would the Penglai Dao Sect let the Rakshasa Realm go?

The thought of the Rakshasa Realm possibly facing the wrath of the Celestial Venerable in the Eastern Heavenly Penglai Realm sent chills down Lingluo's spine.

The female immortal seemed to sense Lingluo's complicated state of mind. Her smile remained unchanged, but she gently tapped Lingluo's forehead with a hint of reproach: "Don't think nonsense."

"The Chaos Spiritual Root isn't something he's the only one with. I just learned from elsewhere that the Chaos Spiritual Root he possesses is quite special, so I wanted to meet him and, incidentally, remind him that there are others in all the heavens and myriad realms watching him."

Is someone watching Jiang Sheng?

Lingluo was somewhat taken aback: the person who could make the female immortal speak so solemnly must be no ordinary person. She must be a famous figure in the myriad realms, at least a Mahayana cultivator, and even ordinary Mahayana cultivators would not dare to set their sights on Jiang Sheng.
Thinking of this, Lingluo's pupils suddenly contracted: Could it be some pure Yang being?!

Seeing that Lingluo seemed to have guessed something, the female immortal's expression hardened: "Don't open your mouth!"

The stern expression of the female immortal forced Lingluo to swallow back the words she was about to say, but the female immortal remained solemn: "If you call me sister, I will acknowledge you as my sister. Remember this, sister, you can think and guess whatever you want with me, and I can cover for you; but there are some things and some people that you can guess and think about, but you can't say them."

"But once I leave my sister's place, I can't think about it, I can't guess about it, and I can't say it."

"When dealing with powerful cultivators, one must always maintain a sense of awe and reverence. One must not guess, speak, see, or think about them, otherwise the thought of the previous moment will become the cause and effect of the next moment."

Hearing the female immortal's stern words, Lingluo realized just how powerful the being who had set its sights on Jiang Sheng truly was.

Although Lingluo didn't know the extent of the female immortal's cultivation, she didn't take ordinary Mahayana cultivators or those Pure Yang cultivators seriously. What could possibly make the female immortal so earnestly preach was...
Lingluo dared not think any further.
The female immortal, however, returned to her usual gentle expression: "If you are worried about him, you don't need to."

"Not to mention that he has his own destiny, I will remind him of this matter when I meet him."

Lingluo was puzzled upon hearing this: "Then why doesn't Sister..."

The female immortal laughed and said, "Why don't you go and mediate, or go see him directly? Instead, you have to use this method to lure him here, right?"

With a soft sigh, the female immortal shook her head: "It cannot be said, it cannot be said. Some things cannot be explained simply. If he does not come to see me, I cannot go to see him."

"Let's see. If we are destined to meet, we will meet again."

As she spoke, the female immortal raised her hand and reached out, half of her hand disappearing into the void, then drawing out a slender, almost transparent line.

Lingluo stared intently at the incredibly thin thread in the fairy's hand; she recognized it.

This line is named: Cause and Effect.

Jiang Sheng was unaware that someone wanted to see him at this time.

Following Mingxian, Jiang Sheng traveled for countless miles along the constantly refracting mystical light, feeling the road ahead was increasingly distant the further they went.

Although the two were moving at a very fast pace, covering millions of miles in a single breath, Jiang Sheng felt as if everything was slowing down as he followed the refracted mystical light guide. It seemed that the closer they got to their destination, the slower time flowed, and everything around them began to slow down. Even Jiang Sheng's own thoughts seemed to stagnate.

Mingxian glanced at Jiang Sheng and smiled, "Do you feel that the flow of time is not right?"

Jiang Sheng nodded, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly frowned: the power of the passage of time had already enveloped this void and was everywhere, and the wind of time generated by the slowing of the passage of time had silently eroded into his soul!

When Mingxian saw Jiang Sheng suddenly close his eyes and his breathing become erratic, he realized something and immediately stopped to protect Jiang Sheng.

At this moment, within Jiang Sheng's sea of ​​consciousness, in that vast lotus sea where blue and black lotuses intertwined, blue and black lotuses quietly bloomed, and cyan and gold Dao traces and Dao seals hung above the lotus sea, connected with the energy of those blue and black lotuses.

Jiang Sheng's true spirit sat cross-legged on the Azure Lotus Platform in the center of the lotus sea, with wind, thunder, water, and fire evolving in all directions, and a black immortal sword hanging upside down above his head.

This place is Jiang Sheng's sea of ​​consciousness, the place where Jiang Sheng's true spirit resides, the foundation of Jiang Sheng's cultivation and Taoist practices, and the manifestation of Jiang Sheng's achievements.

Each lotus flower in this lotus sea is a cultivation technique derived from Jiang Sheng's extensive study of the Penglai Daoist Canon and numerous classic texts. The azure-gold Daoist marks and inscriptions that emerge from the lotus flowers are the magical arts and supernatural powers that Jiang Sheng has mastered.

As the gentle breeze of time, which had slowed everything down, blew into Jiang Sheng's sea of ​​consciousness, the lotus flowers in the lotus sea seemed to experience life, death, prosperity, and decay in an instant. Visibly, the lotus flowers began to wither, and the petals, some green and some black, withered away.

Each time the winds of time blow, a lotus flower in Jiang Sheng's sea of ​​consciousness withers. With each withering lotus flower, the Dao traces and Dao seals connected to it also collapse, causing Jiang Sheng's originally colorful sea of ​​consciousness to lose its color.

In an instant, under the rhythm of the winds of time, the lotus flowers in Jiang Sheng's sea of ​​consciousness withered one after another, and countless lotus petals detached from the lotus platform and floated in the air with the flow of time. Meanwhile, the cyan-gold Dao traces and Dao seals disintegrated and shattered, turning into specks of cyan-gold fluorescence that filled Jiang Sheng's sea of ​​consciousness.

Time, years.

The two are inherently the same. In different places where time flows, the winds of time will balance the chaos of yin and yang. Where the winds of time blow, youth can turn into old age in an instant, and the dying can return to childhood.

Such immense power of time is so great that even beings in the upper three realms cannot escape its constraints. Only those pure yang beings who have transcended the nine realms of cultivation can disregard the ravages of time.

Jiang Sheng is currently only at the Refinement stage of cultivation, so naturally he cannot withstand the winds of time.

As the lotus flowers in Jiang Sheng's sea of ​​consciousness withered, the water in the entire lotus sea of ​​consciousness began to dry up.

In just a few breaths, Jiang Sheng's entire sea of ​​consciousness began to turn into a mottled color. As more and more lotus flowers withered and large areas of Dao traces and Dao seals collapsed, Jiang Sheng's sea of ​​consciousness was also gradually stripped of its color and turned gray and white.

As the winds of time swept through Jiang Sheng's entire sea of ​​consciousness, the surging wind, thunder, water, and fire in all directions of his sea of ​​consciousness froze and remained still. The black sword hanging high above his true spirit's head turned into a stone sculpture, and the entire sea of ​​consciousness continued to decay, crack, and then began to shatter.

Jiang Sheng's true spirit, who sat cross-legged on the Azure Lotus Platform, also turned into a stone statue as pieces of mottled color peeled away.

Gradually, as the winds of time lingered, Jiang Sheng's true spirit had completely turned into a stone sculpture, and his sea of ​​consciousness had decayed by nearly half. A small part of his sea of ​​consciousness cracked and shattered into countless fragments, seemingly about to drift away from the void. The wind, thunder, water, and fire that had been stagnant in all directions also began to perish and vanish.
At this point, Jiang Sheng's aura had become extremely faint, and he was on the verge of death. The omnipresent flowing wind began to swirl and linger around Jiang Sheng's true spirit, and finally gradually solidified, transforming into a human form.

The flowing wind coalesced, transforming into a graceful figure. The figure, newly formed, was completely naked, suspended within Jiang Sheng's sea of ​​consciousness, above a lotus sea stripped of its colors, a mixture of blue and black.

The newly born figure seemed to awaken from chaos. With a wave of its hand, the lotus petals that fluttered in the wind wrapped around it and transformed into clothing. The figure frowned slightly, still somewhat dissatisfied. It looked around and then raised its hand again to draw in the specks of azure-gold fluorescence formed from the broken Dao traces in Jiang Sheng's sea of ​​consciousness, turning them into the colors on its clothing.

Now the clothes had color, and the figure nodded in satisfaction.

Barefoot, he gently floated down to the enormous Azure Lotus Platform in the center of the lotus sea, curiously staring at Jiang Sheng's true spirit, now a stone sculpture in a blue crown and black robe.

Although Jiang Sheng's true spirit had already turned into a stone sculpture, it could not conceal his otherworldly temperament. Even in stone, one could still see his jade-like face and his calm, serene eyes.

The figure was clearly very curious about Jiang Sheng's True Spirit Stone Sculpture, and tentatively extended a finger to try and reach out to the Taoist.

However, at that very moment, an extremely faint cracking sound rang out.

Click~
The true spirit, which had already turned into a stone sculpture, suddenly raised its eyes, and the black immortal sword hanging high above its head fell into the true spirit's palm.

The Qingping Sword was Jiang Sheng's natal treasure. It was suspended in Jiang Sheng's sea of ​​consciousness, constantly receiving nourishment from Jiang Sheng's soul. At the same time, it was also suppressing Jiang Sheng's sea of ​​consciousness. Due to its characteristics, it was difficult for external evils to invade and for impurities to taint it.

As long as the Qingping Sword remains suspended in Jiang Sheng's sea of ​​consciousness, Jiang Sheng's sea of ​​consciousness will not fear heavenly demons and evil spirits, and Jiang Sheng's Dao heart will not be tainted by dust.

The winds of time arrived unexpectedly, and Jiang Sheng was certainly not unprepared. All his previous efforts, which he had been holding back, were for this very moment!
In an instant, the Taoist drew his sword and his expression changed!
"Looking back!"

In an instant, everything froze and time stopped. A tiny yet extremely sharp mottled sword mark appeared out of thin air, and the figure that had just taken human form immediately disintegrated into nothingness.

As the sword was unleashed, the wind, thunder, water, and fire that had been frozen and vanished around the Taoist were revitalized and began to surge again.

Wind and thunder stir, water and fire arise, and the creation of Yin and Yang is ever-flowing.

When the wind, thunder, water, and fire reappeared and swirled endlessly, one after another withered green and black lotuses grew back. The Dao traces and Dao seals that had been shattered into rays of light condensed again, and the sea of ​​consciousness that had been stripped of its color gradually returned to its former appearance.

With a single sword strike, the sea of ​​consciousness, which had been decaying and shattering just moments before, was restored to its original state.

Looking back is not just about reminiscing about the past, but also about having the ability to turn back time and go back to the past.

With Jiang Sheng's current level of cultivation, he certainly cannot reverse time, but he can still correct some mistakes.

The passage of time here has gone awry, which is why there are strange phenomena like the winds of time, and even why strange creatures have been born. All of this is the result of the distortion of time.

Jiang Sheng's sword strike drew upon the power of time, briefly restoring it to normal. Once time returned to normal, all the effects naturally vanished without a trace.

Jiang Sheng's consciousness had returned to normal. In the ethereal lotus sea, green and black lotuses swayed endlessly, and lotus petals danced around Jiang Sheng's true spirit. Jiang Sheng's true spirit stood on the Azure Lotus Platform, holding the Azure Lotus Sword, frowning as he looked at the things left behind after the figure in front of him shattered.

The figure formed by the winds of time was already incredibly strange, and what remained after Jiang Sheng shattered it with a single sword strike was even more mysterious.

Where the figure shattered, where the sword mark of time remained, a tiny candle flame was burning.

The candle flame is very fragile, so delicate that it seems to be extinguished with a gentle breath.

Yet this tiny, fragile candle flame gave Jiang Sheng a sense of threat, as if this seemingly weak flame would instantly burn away his lifespan if he were to touch it.

"The winds of time blow, all things flourish and wither, and time slows down."

"Logically speaking, there should be no living beings in the winds of time, and the winds of time themselves should not give birth to any spirituality. So what exactly is it that the winds of time condense?"

Jiang Sheng stared at the sliver of candlelight and fell into deep thought.

As we all know, there are no living beings in the river of time, and the winds of time that are born from the river of time are even more formless, without substance, nature, or spirit.

But that figure couldn't be faked, nor could this wisp of candlelight that seemed capable of burning away one's lifespan.

After some thought, Jiang Sheng tentatively transferred a wisp of magic power into the candle flame. The magic power entered the candle flame, causing it to flicker for a moment, but the flame itself did not change. It neither went out nor burned more intensely.

Just as Jiang Sheng frowned, the Azure Lotus Platform beneath his feet suddenly trembled again.

This slight tremor was just as subtle, yet it instantly alerted Jiang Sheng: this Azure Lotus Platform originated from the Seven Wonders Ink Lotus of the Mountain and Sea Realm.

Although Jiang Sheng had erased the spirituality of the Seven Mysterious Ink Lotus and used its original form to fill the gaps in the barrier of the Mountain and Sea Realm, the spirituality of the Seven Mysterious Ink Lotus was still inherited by Jiang Sheng and planted in his sea of ​​consciousness.

As Jiang Sheng comprehended the power of Yin and Yang, and understood what chaos and purity were, his state of mind changed, which led to the creation of this lotus pond in his sea of ​​consciousness, where blue and black lotuses intertwined, and this Azure Lotus Platform.

Logically speaking, the Azure Lotus Platform should not have any connection with external objects.

The fact that the Seven Mysterious Ink Lotus had previously stirred with the depths of the void was enough to alert Jiang Sheng, but now that it was stirring with the candlelight, how could Jiang Sheng not be suspicious?

"want!"

A subtle yet incredibly clear thought connected with Jiang Sheng's true spirit.

It is the Azure Lotus Platform beneath my feet, or perhaps, the Seven Mysterious Ink Lotus.

"what?"

Jiang Sheng frowned slightly, momentarily unable to understand.

"want!"

The Seven Mysterious Ink Lotus's will resounded once more.

Jiang Sheng looked at the wisp of candlelight and seemed to understand something. Then, Jiang Sheng tentatively guided the wisp of candlelight and placed it on the lotus platform.

In an instant, the candlelight landed safely in the center of the Azure Lotus Platform, emitting a clear and bright light.

This clear and mysterious light was not scorching, but rather gave people a sense of warmth, allowing them to calm their minds, forget their troubles, as if all things were nothing but fleeting clouds and smoke, as if all kinds of calamities were nothing but illusions. In an instant, Jiang Sheng suddenly realized the truth and fell into a state of tranquility and naturalness, a state of mind where he was one with himself.

In this state of mind, Jiang Sheng finally understood what this candlelight was: it was the wind that carried the passage of time, and the embers of all things flourishing and withering; it was:
"The Lotus Heart Flame!" (End of Chapter)