Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Chapter 110: The sword light separates the demon and returns to Qingshan after five years away from home ( words)
The top of the Black Mountain,

Qi training monks and foundation building monks are besieging the magic tree.

The magic of the Qi Practitioner cannot harm the Demonic Tree at all.

Often it is just a burst of smoke and dust, leaving no damage to the bark of the tree.

The foundation-building monk's spells are somewhat effective. They can cut off some air roots, but they can't hurt the tree body.

That layer of seemingly dry and cracked, wrinkled bark is extremely tough and cannot be broken by foundation-building and Qi-training monks.

At this time, these monks who landed on the island had suffered many casualties.

Tian Ming'an watched with his own eyes as a qi-training monk was caught off guard and his thigh was pierced by a tree root, and he was dragged into the ground.

Lu Tianpeng and Yan Wushuang were still barely resisting. Sun Deshui injured his arm by the poisonous mist, while Jia Xiangquan and Gu Mingxi were injured by the sound wave and their internal organs were damaged.

Among the six people, only three are still barely maintaining the offensive.

As for the others, there were more casualties.

Lan Xinyao saw something was wrong and glanced at Gao Yingwen and Gao Yangwu beside her.

These two foundation builders are not fools. The two brothers finally built the foundation, so how could they want to die here in vain?

"Fairy Lan, it's getting late," Gao Yingwen said.

Lan Xinyao snorted coldly and said, "I'm going to perform a special skill. You guys need to block it first."

After hearing this, Gao Yingwen immediately shouted: "Everyone, please work harder and buy Fairy Lan some time!"

With that said, Gao Yingwen and Gao Yangwu took the lead in casting their spells, creating a wave of fire to block those air roots.

Tian Ming'an and others quickly squeezed their own strength again and continued to cast spells.

Lan Xinyao's aura continued to rise, and the long sword in her hand emitted a burst of dazzling light, followed by a sword energy whizzing away.

However, the sword energy did not hit the demon tree, but hit the rear.

Many people were stunned: "Fairy Lan, you are heading in the wrong direction!"

However, Lan Xinyao ignored it and turned around and flew back.

Gao Yingwen and Gao Yangwu laughed, and they joined forces to create several walls of fire to block the retreat of the Qi Practitioners, and followed Lan Xinyao away.

The qi-training monks looked at this scene blankly: the foundation-building monks asked them to resist with all their strength, and then ran away!
Waves of fire raged, blocking the retreat.

The demon tree is in front, its branches and roots waving like a group of demons dancing wildly.

For a moment, the Qi-training monks who were treated as cannon fodder felt cold.

Tian Ming'an was taught a lesson again: monks are all selfish, and in the world of spiritual practice, they are all dead Taoist friends but poor Taoists.

Although to Master Jindan, foundation building and Qi training are both ants, to Foundation building monks, Qi training monks are also ants.

With his heart sinking to the bottom, Tian Ming'an looked at the blazing fire around him and the magic tree in front of him, his whole body trembling continuously.

"The eldest brother, the second sister, the fourth brother, the fifth sister, and the sixth brother. It's all because of me that we ended up in this state."

"I'll activate my blood essence and open a way in a moment. You guys, run away!"

Sun Deshui gritted his teeth and said, his eyes already blood red.

Jia Xiangquan smiled bitterly: "What's the use of being alone? No one can stop this magic tree, and none of us can escape."

"Ming Xi and I are no longer able to run, and following big brother is also a drag. The two of us will stay here to buy you some time!"

Tian Mingan stared blankly at these sworn brothers and sisters who had only known each other for a few years.

In the spiritual world, although there are intrigues and intrigues, there are still people who treat each other sincerely and are willing to sacrifice themselves to protect others.

In the wave of fire, the Qi-training monks were continuously swallowed by the demon tree.

Above the clouds, Jin Dan Zhenren and Zifu Taoist priests were smiling at the struggle of the monks who were practicing Qi and building foundations.

Are there any good things in Yanshan Shendao? Don’t they, Jindan Masters, still know?

Yanshan Island was originally just a dojo for Master Jin Dan.

The island was filled with his apprentices and family members. Later, a large number of mortals were brought in, and the prosperous Yanshan Island was born.

But that golden elixir is just a low-grade golden elixir, and it will be difficult to make any progress in your lifelong cultivation.

And he happened to provoke a middle-grade golden elixir.

Even if the middle-grade golden elixir is not as good as the high-grade golden elixir, it can still be practiced to the late stage of the golden elixir. Although there is no hope of transforming into a spirit, there is still hope of condensing an infant.

When the middle-grade golden elixir came, the owner of Yanshan Island, who was a low-grade golden elixir, had no power to resist.

The owner of Yanshan Island, whose golden elixir was shattered, watched helplessly as his dojo and his family members and apprentices all sank into the Yunmeng Daze and drowned. He looked like a madman but had no choice but to do anything. In the end, he did not escape the fate of drowning.

As for a casual cultivator who was lucky enough to form an elixir, he had few friends and no backers. Naturally, no one would be unhappy about a dead elixir and hundreds of thousands of mortals looking for a middle-grade elixir.

It stands to reason that if Yanshan Island sinks into Daze, there will be no follow-up.

But Yunmeng Daze is bottomless and vast, with many undercurrents at the bottom.

Therefore, Yanshan Island will be washed to the surface every sixty years due to the undercurrent at the bottom of Yunmeng Daze.

A sunken island with Jindan Zhenren can naturally attract the attention of many people.

But the sunken island is full of resentful souls, and the entire Yanshan Island can be said to have been possessed.

There is no benefit, it is all trouble. Naturally, Jindan Zhenren and Zifu Taoist are not willing to come.

No one will appear to be doing something thankless.

Gradually, a kind of earth evil actually appeared on Yanshan Island, which had been underwater for many years.

Youyin Musha belongs to wood and is close to water.

This kind of wood evil spirit hides in the place where ghosts and ghosts are evil. It is difficult to find its trace among the trees.

Although the Blood Banyan Demonic Tree can grow to this day, the Nether Wood Evil is indispensable, but no one can guarantee that the Nether Wood Evil is in the Blood Banyan Demonic Tree.

Master Jindan and the Taoist priests of Zifu will not waste time to attack this blood banyan demon tree whose defense far exceeds that of gold and iron. Therefore, Yanshan Shendao gradually becomes tasteless and useless.

As for the Qi-training and Foundation-building monks, they have no idea about the secrets of these high-level monks.

They only know that this Yanshan Shen Island only welcomes Qi-training and foundation-building monks, and they think that only Qi-training and foundation-building monks can land on the island to obtain treasures.

This is what low-level monks are like. With information asymmetry, a piece of false news can deceive them into running around in vain.

"Fellow Taoist, your little disciple is going to die." The Taoist priest in feathers and high crown said with a smile.

Jiang Sheng pulled away and stood up: "He can't die."

After saying that, Jiang Sheng stood up slowly.

Before these Jindan Zifu had time to discuss whether Jiang Sheng could make a contribution, a chilling sword intent suddenly arose.

Several people looked in horror and saw Jiang Sheng's green robe and jade crown standing on the clouds, with a three-foot green blade in his hand.

The brilliant sword intent rose into the sky, driving away the dark clouds in the sky and letting the bright moonlight shine down.

Astonishing aura spread out from Jiang Sheng's body, and the movement of the Blood Banyan tree on the top of the Black Mountain suddenly stopped, as if something extremely sharp had locked it from a distance, making it sense a huge crisis.

On Qingping's sword, the sword glow was hesitant.

Jiang Sheng slowly raised the Qingping Sword and slashed out with one strike.

A blue rainbow appears!

The monks at the top of the Black Mountain sensed something and looked up into the sky, only to see a star shining high in the sky.

In an instant, green light surged and sword energy surged.

Suddenly, a sudden flash of light flashed across the sky, like light breaking through the clouds.

The sword light roared like a comet hitting the moon, and the vast water rushed in.

The green sword energy separated the clouds and mist, broke through the air barrier, and cut through the top of the Black Mountain in an instant, leaving a sword mark three thousand feet in length and length.

The sword energy passed by, and a slight crack appeared on the body of the Blood Banyan Tree. The strong wind hit, and the demonic body that was far more powerful than gold and iron and invulnerable to Zifu burst apart and fell to the ground, splashing flying dust all over the sky.

"This"

"This is."

The relaxed smiles on the faces of the people above the clouds were gone.

Jiang Sheng put away his sword and sat upright on the cloud again: "Pindao said, Pindao will take action."

The Blood Banyan Tree died like this?
A golden elixir master looked at the chopped-off mountain peak below, and couldn't help but feel a chill rising from his back.

Is this really what the Zifu monks can do? !

The monks on the top of the Black Mountain only felt that everything was like a dream.

Everything they experienced that night was simply unbelievable to monks like them who were practicing Qi.

They had no idea who had rescued them.

So much so that even though the Blood Banyan Tree was dead, they still didn't dare to move easily.

But Tian Ming'an is very familiar with this sword energy.

After several years of hard work and various frustrations, Tian Ming'an has been silently enduring it.

Until now, his eyes were already a little red.

"Go get your stuff."

A cold voice came from the clouds.

At the same time, two streams of light flew over.

The streamer turned into two jade boxes and fell into Tian Ming'an's hands.

"Disciple, I obey."

After bowing deeply and saluting above the clouds, Tian Ming'an turned and walked towards the corpse of the bloody banyan tree.

The group of qi-training monks who were about to make a move did not dare to move at this time, and the little thoughts that had just arisen completely dissipated.

This was not the help of a real person passing by. It was obvious that an expert was protecting the boy in front of him.

Lu Tianpeng and Yan Wushuang were full of doubts, looking at the figure of their sixth brother, they looked strange.

When Tian Ming'an arrived in front of the body of the Blood Banyan Demonic Tree, the tree body, which was as thick as a dozen people's arms, was pulled apart, revealing a dark green tree heart in the middle, and a wandering green evil energy at the bottom.

After collecting the tree heart and evil spirit with the jade box, Tian Ming'an was lifted up by a breeze and flew directly to the clouds.

"Sixth brother, you have such an extraordinary origin."

"The one who took action just now seems to be a real Jin Dan!"

"Sixth brother is actually the disciple of Master Jin Dan!"

"No wonder I feel that my sixth brother has extraordinary knowledge. It turns out he is just practicing."

Lu Tianpeng and others were filled with sadness, and their inner emotions were complicated.

No one expected that Tian Mingan had such a background.

I thought he was just a down-and-out family member, but I didn't expect that he had such an expert protecting him behind him.

Lan Xinyao and others naturally saw the sword light that stretched across the world.

Even though they are far apart, there is a sharp feeling that is piercing the heart.

Out of fear, several people fled in a hurry, no one dared to stay.

Above the clouds, those Jindan and Zifu have left.

After seeing Jiang Sheng's methods and knowing that this man had an extraordinary background, he naturally wouldn't stay with a shy face.

When Tian Ming'an arrived at an altitude of three thousand feet, he only saw the Taoist in green robes and jade crowns sitting cross-legged in the air.

"Master." Tian Ming'an saluted respectfully.

Looking at the disgraced Tian Ming'an in front of him, Jiang Sheng asked, "Have you gained any insights along the way?"

Tian Ming'an nodded: "Disciple, I have a deep understanding."

Seeing that Tian Ming'an was going to share his feelings, Jiang Sheng smiled and said, "No need to say more, that's your feeling. Just know it yourself."

"Every person has his or her own experience, and each person has his or her own state of mind. There is no need to share your feelings with others."

Tian Ming'an felt a little ashamed: "In the end, my disciple still failed to obtain the Earthly Evil Qi on his own."

Jiang Sheng was not annoyed after hearing this: "If you can really obtain the energy of earth evil by yourself, then I will doubt whether you have some destiny."

"This time I just let you travel. You have come all the way penniless and still found traces of Disha. Even if you pass the test."

Tian Ming'an suddenly realized that all of this was not beyond Jiang Sheng's expectations.

Jiang Sheng smiled and sent a storage bag to Tian Ming'an: "The insights I have given you through this training are the last things my teacher will teach you."

"My teacher now has his own insights. It's time to return to Penglai."

Looking at the familiar storage bag in his hand, Tian Ming'an felt a little sour for a moment: "Master, are you ready to leave now?"

Jiang Sheng nodded slightly: "Yes, you are traveling to Yunmeng, why aren't you also traveling to Yunmeng?"

"Observe others, observe yourself, and observe all living beings."

"Look at you, look at him, look at this muddy world."

"The state of mind of being a teacher is close to perfection, and the rest is just a few years of accumulation."

"This secluded wood evil is also a rare earth evil that belongs to wood, and it matches the Qingyuan Talisman Sutra. I picked another strand of Xuanshui Lan Gang for you and put it together in this storage bag. After you return to Qingping Mountain, Just build the foundation yourself.”

Although Jiang Sheng said it simply, Tian Mingan knew how difficult it was.

On the one hand, Jiang Sheng has to take care of himself secretly, and on the other hand, he has to look for traces of Tiangang.

The Earth Demon is so hard to find, how difficult must it be to obtain the Tiangang?

In fact, Tian Ming'an's guess was not bad.

According to Jiang Sheng's ability, it was impossible to fly to the Nine Heavens to pick up the Gang Qi, so Jiang Sheng found another way to find the missing Gang Qi in the Yunmeng Daze.

For this reason, Jiang Sheng traveled most of Yunmengze in the past few years before he found this ray of mysterious water.

Naturally, there were many troubles along the way, and Jiang Sheng's understanding of spiritual practice and Taoism became more profound.

At present, Jiang Sheng doesn't need anything else. He only needs to concentrate on himself, condense his spiritual power, and quietly wait for the opportunity to form the elixir.

That's why Jiang Shengcai said he was going back to Penglai.

Tian Ming'an bowed to Jiang Sheng again: "Thank you, Master."

"As a master, it is natural for you to prepare something for your disciple. Do you want to go back to Qingping Mountain directly with me, or do you say goodbye to your sworn brothers and sisters?" Jiang Sheng asked.

Tian Ming'an said: "Disciple still wants to say goodbye to them."

"then you go."

Jiang Sheng sent Tian Mingan off to the clouds.

Back on the Black Mountain, Tian Ming'an told Lu Tianpeng and the other five about his identity, which caused another sigh.

If you say you are not envious, that would be a lie. Who doesn’t want to have a prominent status?

But Lu Tianpeng and the others still wish Tian Ming'an a smooth foundation. With several years of friendship, life and death, they can be said to be as close as one family.

Tian Ming'an agreed with the five people to meet again after building the foundation. After leaving some things behind, he followed Jiang Sheng back to Qingping Mountain.

After five years away from home, the Taoist returned.

　In the third update, I will write another chapter, and first make up for my brothers’ monthly votes.

　　
　
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