I am devoted to the Tao

Chapter 69 Three Hundred Years Old Baby
"Bamboo Fairy Island? I think it would be more appropriate to call it Bamboo Fairy Continent!"

Jiangchuan stood on the plywood, staring at the Bamboo Fairy Island in the distance with wide eyes.

Zhuxian Island is vast and boundless, like a continent floating on the ocean.

Above it, there are towering mountains, vigorous ancient trees, and rushing rivers, like dragons, dividing the earth.

Green lakes can be seen everywhere, like pieces of beautiful jade inlaid on the earth.

Monks, some carrying long swords and some wearing Taoist robes, were flying back and forth above it.

"Zhuxian Island was originally just an inconspicuous little island in the East China Sea."

Elder Jingyun raised his hand and pointed to the center of the continent: "As Bamboo Immortal Island grew, the disciples of Bamboo Immortal Island moved mountains and filled the sea, and built many islands around Bamboo Immortal Island as cave dwellings."

"After the twelfth generation of Bamboo Immortal Island's headmaster ascended the throne, he looked at the numerous islands surrounding Bamboo Immortal Island and felt that they were damaging to the sect's image. So he reshaped the earth veins, turning the numerous islands into part of Bamboo Immortal Island."

Jiangchuan looked in the direction of Elder Jingyun's finger and saw a continuous mountain range of seven colors.

Looking closely, the Seven-Colored Mountains are actually rows of seven-colored bamboos thousands of feet high.

The colorful bamboo seems to be condensed from the aurora in the far north, crystal clear and brilliant. The misty fog is like fairy mist, entwining around the seven-colored bamboo, adding a fairy aura to it.

From a distance, it looks like a colorful sacred mountain standing above the earth, which makes people feel awe.

"Is the real Bamboo Fairy Island behind the seven-colored bamboo?" A hint of curiosity appeared in Jiang Chuan's eyes.

Under the control of Elder Jingyun, the flying boat landed on Zhuxian Island.

After explaining his purpose to the disciples guarding the island, he was taken to the main hall of Zhuxian Island to meet Qiu Baiyu, the head of Zhuxian Island.

The main hall of Zhuxian Island is magnificent and golden, like a divine pearl inlaid in the endless green fields.

As soon as he landed in front of the hall, Jiang Chuan heard an angry roar.

"Qiu Baiyu! Even if you say anything, you have to hand over Zhuo Yunsheng to me today!"

"Who is so brave as to threaten the Bamboo Immortal Island's headmaster in person?"

Jiang Chuan pondered secretly while looking towards the hall.

The floor of the main hall is paved with warm yang fire jade, which can be used as the main material for treasures. It is smooth and moist. Chairs made of refined gold are neatly placed in the hall.

An old man wearing a green robe and a bamboo crown on his head stood in the hall.

The old man has a square face and his eyes are bright, like two bright lights.

In front of him was a young man who looked to be in his early twenties.

The young man had a handsome face and black hair draped over his shoulders.

He has a long sword on his waist, a white jade hanging from his waist, and his blue clothes are inlaid with gorgeous golden patterns, making him look like a worldly nobleman.

But at this moment, facing the aggressive old man, he looked helpless.

"Why is that old fellow Wang Donglin also on Bamboo Fairy Island?" Elder Jingzhen looked a little unhappy.

"Senior Wang, Yunsheng didn't expect that he would attract the Eighth Realm Great Demon this time. Considering his young age, please spare him this time." Qiu Baiyu forced a smile.

"He has been practicing Taoism for three hundred years, and you say he is young?" Wang Donglin's face turned pale.

Jiangchuan: "."

It’s true, who isn’t a three hundred year old baby?
"For us cultivators, sixty years is but a blink of an eye. Three hundred years is but the time it takes to go into seclusion a few times."

Qiu Baiyu's expression remained normal as he spoke slowly, "He is now a cultivator of the seventh realm, with a lifespan of three thousand years. Yunsheng, who has only practiced Taoism for three hundred years, is equivalent to a child among ordinary people."

"Well, as the saying goes, a son's failure to teach is the fault of his father."

Wang Donglin spoke word by word, "Zhuo Yunsheng entered the Northern Territory. In order to refine a Dao weapon, he attacked and killed a Seventh Realm Great Demon. When his attempt failed, he was pursued by an Eighth Realm Great Demon and fled to the Southern Territory. The two sides clashed, nearly reducing a city to dust with millions of mortals, and many mortals were injured."

"Since you said Zhuo Yunsheng is still young, then I will settle this account with Master Zhuo Yunsheng, you, the headmaster."

"Let me ask you, what crime should a human cultivator be held responsible for nearly causing the deaths of millions of mortals due to his own selfishness?"

"Come here!" Qiu Baiyu said sternly, "Bring this traitor Zhuo Yunsheng to me and hand him over to Senior Donglin for punishment."

Jiangchuan: "."

No, Master Qiu, your expression changes too quickly, doesn't it?
Is it really true that you would rather die than let your disciple die?
Wang Donglin was slightly stunned and stared at Qiu Baiyu's jade-like face again and again.

"If Sect Leader Qiu's swordsmanship were as thick-skinned as his face, he should be able to compete for first place in the three paths of the Tianfu Dao Conference."

"I think if my sword skills are half as thick as my face, I will be invincible in the Qingyuan Realm." Qiu Baiyu looked proud, as if he was about to become invincible in the Qingyuan Realm.

Jiang Chuan's eyes twitched slightly.

He felt that the seven sects, six demons, three palaces and nine clans of the Qingyuan Realm were not dead, it was really the appearance of the ancestor!

Lu Jinglin, the leader of the Seven Killings Demon Sect, gave all the scriptures and books of the Seven Killings Demon Sect to his Taoist partner Gong Suxin, the deputy palace master of Taisu Immortal Palace.

Abbot Kongming is as domineering as the leader of the Demon Sect, and he starts fighting at the slightest disagreement.

Mei Suqiong, the leader of Dongji Sect, is suspected to have a daughter with Abbot Kongming.

Now Qiu Baiyu in front of him even said he would sell his disciples.

Jiang Chuan feels that none of the leaders of the major forces in the Qingyuan Realm are reliable!

"Senior Donglin, the guests from Bodhi Temple have arrived, so I won't be accompanying you."

As soon as Qiu Baiyu finished speaking, Wang Donglin slowly turned around.

He looked at Jiangchuan and the other two, and then his gaze fell on Elder Jingzhen.

"Jingzhen, you broke into my Haoran Palace and stole the manuscript of Wensheng. Let's settle that account together today."

Ancestor Ziyun, who was lying on Jiangchuan's head, opened his sleepy eyes and stared at Elder Jingzhen.

"The Manuscript of the Sage of Literature! Jingzhen, you still have such a treasure, show it to me!"

Jiangchuan looked at Elder Jingzhen with anticipation.

After the Middle Ages, the human race was able to defeat the demon race and become the protagonist of heaven and earth.

The biggest reason is that the three saints, the Saint of Literature, the Saint of Heart, and the Saint of Military Affairs, were closely related to the killing of the Demon King of the Fourteenth Realm.

Wensheng, one of the Three Saints, founded Haoran Palace, one of the three palaces of the external sect, and left behind a legacy.

The value of his manuscript is probably even higher than the scriptures left by ordinary immortals!
Elder Jingzhen was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

"Wang Donglin, don't talk nonsense. I did sneak into Haoran Palace back then, but it wasn't to steal Wensheng's manuscripts. I was only looking for the secret message left by Wensheng."

Jiangchuan: "."

Elder, do you want to listen to what you are saying?
Isn't this pure self-incrimination?
"No, I remembered it wrong. I sneaked into the Sword Palace, not your Haoran Palace at all."

Elder Jingzhen, having regained his composure, said with a resolute expression, "Monks do not tell lies. I infiltrated the Sword Palace!"

Elder Jingyun sighed and said, "Junior brother, you'd better stop talking."

"why?"

"Because I'm afraid that the Grandmaster can really travel through time and space, and then he'll slap you to death."

"."

Jiang Chuan moved his feet silently, hoping that when the future Star King Buddha killed Elder Jingzhen, he would not be affected.

"I'll deal with Zhuo Yunsheng first, and then come find you."

After taking a deep look at Elder Jingzhen, Wang Donglin walked away.

There were only four people and a cat left in the entire hall.

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