Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Chapter 164: Old Friend of Qingshan, White Bone Taoist Soldier

"Who else is it if it's not you?!"

"Get this thief!"

Ao Yan gave an order, and the group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals rushed forward.

Zhou Wenxuan and Yang Hongbin secretly complained, how could Taoist Yuchen become an accomplice when he stayed here well?
Doesn’t this bring them along as well?
"Ryuko, calm down!"

"The two of us can guarantee that Taoist Master Yuchen has been here and never left!"

Ao Yan looked at Zhou Wenxuan and Yang Hongbin, and then at the calm Jiang Sheng, feeling suspicious in his heart.

How could an ordinary monk be so indifferent when encountering such a situation?

This Taoist priest in crane crown and feather coat must have something to rely on for his performance.

If he was not born into a famous family, he was taught by an extraordinary teacher.

"Isn't it you or who?!"

Jiang Sheng looked into the depths of the Dragon Palace: "I don't know, but I think it must be related to today's wedding banquet."

Jiang Sheng chuckled: "I am a poor man from Lingyuan, a man from Penglai."

The guests looked at Jiang Sheng at this time, inevitably feeling suspicious.

Thinking of this, Ao Yan calmed down and turned to look at the thief beside him.

After hearing this, all the guests didn't bother to stay and moved out one after another.

Jiang Sheng nodded slightly: "It should be so."

Why did this person appear in the South China Sea?

This Crystal Dragon Palace is going to be in big trouble!

Several dragons united and led troops to surround Ao Yan's palace first, demanding an explanation from Ao Yan.

"How is this going?!"

"This thief has identified you now, you have to have an explanation, right?"

Ao Yan's expression changed instantly when he heard the bell, and he ran directly to the back regardless of the crowd of guests.

Just as Zhou Wenxuan was about to continue asking, he saw a large number of soldiers and crabs rushing towards the rear.

Zhou Wenxuan, Yang Hongbin and others were shocked: Is the Taoist Master a disciple of Penglai? !

Penglai?

Ao Yan was still thinking, when suddenly a series of rapid bells rang.

"Please also ask the Taoist priest to tell you his identity so that he can prove his innocence."

Now the owner of Zhaoming Sea Realm, the Prince of the Sixth Hall of Nanhai is in retreat.

Not long after, in front of the Dragon Palace treasury, Ao Yan looked at the silent guards all over the floor, his expression so gloomy that he could drop water.

Ao Yan softened his tone at this time: "This Taoist priest, I am not a person who does not distinguish between black and white."

As everyone was walking outside, they heard a sudden roar from the Dragon Palace.

Zhou Wenxuan and Yang Hongbin also quickly stood up and left.

"I was harmed, and the thief has now escaped!"

A guest took the opportunity to inquire and received a shocking news: the Dragon Palace treasure house was stolen and a spiritual treasure was lost.

Ao Yan's heart skipped a beat after hearing this. He subconsciously touched his arms and then turned pale.

In the front hall, the guests were completely at a loss.

"It is said that Pindao came to the Dragon Palace banquet today because he has something to discuss."

These days, he often spends time with his beauty
Ao Yan was not a fool. After thinking about the cause and effect, he lost his composure and ran straight to the side hall of the palace.

Another dragon said coldly: "What's going on? I want to ask you again! You didn't know that the dragon gate was opened with your token?"

The sudden rapid ringing of the bell in the Dragon Palace gave them all a bad feeling.

When Ao Yan arrived at the side hall and looked at the empty side hall and the mess on the ground, he stumbled and almost fell down.

"I said, it's not me!"

Zhou Wenxuan looked at Jiang Sheng and transmitted the message into the secret: "Taoist Priest, do you know what happened?"

But they don’t know, doesn’t Ao Yan know?
Lingyuan, the thirteenth generation true successor of Penglai.

Ao Yan nodded: "As long as the Taoist priest reveals his identity, I will definitely help him if we can."

Lingyuan?

Ao Yan knew from their expressions that these guests did not pay attention to the word Lingyuan.

What opened the Dragon Palace's treasure house was the token of Dragon Son Aoyan.

Could it be that the thief didn't want to reveal his accomplices, so he bit him randomly?
The thief was still staring at Jiang Sheng with one eye, as if he recognized Jiang Sheng.

These golden elixirs on the South China Sea are still too late for news from the Eastern Continent.

"Hmph, that's easy to say. Now that I've lost my spiritual treasure, I can't help but want to arrest him and plead guilty, and I still want to run away!"

Along with the roar, there were bursts of dragon roars.

But within a moment, the guests saw several red dragons appearing in the Dragon Palace and wrestling with each other.

The spiritual energy rolled back, the coercion surged, and the magical power blasted together, and the roar of the fighting became one.

The fighting skills of these dragons were so fierce that even the palace in this area was shaken.

Seeing this, the guests were even less willing to stay and speeded up one by one.

Seeing this, Jiang Sheng also understood that there was no hope of expecting Ao Yan to let him borrow the teleportation array of Xialong Palace.

So Jiang Sheng also left the Crystal Dragon Palace, but not with Zhou Wenxuan and Yang Hongbin, but pursued a direction alone.

After leaving the Zhaoming Sea at the bottom of the sea, Jiang Sheng turned into a stream of light and rushed out of the water. He felt the faint air and flew straight to the south.

After flying for a whole day, Jiang Sheng stopped in front of a small rocky island.

This small rocky island is not big, only one mile in diameter.

At this time, a beauty with bright red trousseau and bright eyes was standing on the island as if she was waiting for someone.

"In a dream when the white head comes back, the green mountains will not change their old appearance."

"Director Jiang, we haven't seen each other for so many years. How are you now?"

Jiang Sheng looked at the beauty in front of him and frowned: "Zhang Qing?"

If Jiang Sheng was right, this person should be the daughter of Magistrate Zhang Qingyun whom he met in Qingshan County last year.

However, even if it grows, Zhang Qing should not look like this now.

Zhang Qing smiled and said: "It's rare that Taoist Master still remembers me."

"Now that I have formed an elixir, is Taoist Master surprised?"

Jiang Sheng nodded: "It's indeed a bit surprising."

"You deliberately left your breath to lure me here."

Zhang Qing pretended to be helpless and sighed: "The Nu family has no choice."

"After all, if the slave family recognizes each other directly, I'm afraid the husband of the slave family will be jealous."

"So, the slave family had no choice but to create a little conflict and then attract the Taoist priest."

A small contradiction?
Looking at Zhang Qing who looked pitiful, Jiang Sheng was not moved at all: "What you call a small conflict is that you stole the Dragon Palace's spiritual treasure?"

Zhang Qing said: "What the Taoist said is wrong."

"That Lingbao originally belonged to the Nu family sect, but it was taken away by the Dragon Palace. Now if the Nu family takes it back, it will just return to the original owner."

Jiang Sheng snorted coldly. Zhang Qing, a woman, is too smart. No one knows what she is thinking.

"Let me guess what the Taoist Priest is thinking about?"

"Are you planning to capture the slave family and go back?"

After saying that, Zhang Qing covered her mouth and chuckled: "Taoist priest, do you really think that the Nu family is the weak daughter of the county magistrate?" "The Nu family has been waiting here for the Taoist priest for a whole day. The Taoist priest will not think that the Nu family has nothing. Are you ready?"

After saying this, black mist suddenly rose up around the sea, covering the surrounding area and cutting off the outside world.

Zhang Qing's figure also disappeared from Jiang Sheng's eyes, leaving only a chuckle.

"Goodbye, old friends. I have nothing to give you. I'm just a few greeting gifts, so please enjoy them, Taoist Master."

As Zhang Qing finished speaking, a ghost claw suddenly shot out from the surrounding black mist.

The ghost claws were sharp and moved through the black mist without making a sound. In the blink of an eye, they approached Jiang Sheng with Ling Ran's murderous intent.

Jiang Sheng pointed his swords together, and a blue sword rainbow flashed out.

The sword rainbow flew out but it collided with the bone claw in an instant, knocking it back.

One blow failed to chop the bone claw into pieces, which made Jiang Sheng's brows frown slightly.

Although what is here is just a clone, its strength is only at the early stage of the Golden Core.

But with his method, one blow could only crack the bone claws but not cut them into pieces. This is enough to explain a lot of problems.

The magic power surged in the body, and two water-like swords took shape at Jiang Sheng's side.

The next moment, bone claws came out from the front and back, and two water-like swords rushed forward.

In the black mist, the sword chant was heard loudly, and two blue rainbows turned into horses and disappeared into the black mist, directly knocking the bone claws apart.

Jiang Sheng immediately activated the sword rainbow, and saw the blue rainbow rolling in the black mist. As the two swords cut through the black mist, Jiang Sheng also saw what was hidden behind the black mist.

It was a Taoist soldier with white bones.

Judging from their number, there are four or five.

This is what Jiang Sheng can see, not counting those who haven't shown up yet.

"Little tricks!"

Another two Ruoshui swords took shape beside Jiang Sheng.

The four water-like swords were activated by Jiang Sheng in unison, slashing forward, backward, left and right respectively.

But I saw four blue rainbows dragging the sword energy into the black mist, cutting through the rolling mist, and colliding with the white-bone Taoist soldiers hidden in it.

These white-bone Taoist soldiers are all pale, seemingly fragile but extremely tough.

The bone claws of the white-bone Taoist soldiers tore out streaks of evil energy and headed straight towards Jiang Sheng.

From the front, back, and left, twelve white-bone Taoist soldiers activated their spells in unison, and a stream of evil spirits came along with the ghost fire and the dark wind, just like the legendary ghost that seduces the souls of the underworld.

Jiang Sheng said nothing, and in the blink of an eye, the four azure sword rainbows each separated into three sword shadows. A total of sixteen sword lights came forward, cutting out a criss-crossing sword light.

For a moment, I heard the howling wind and the chirping of cranes and swords.

The sword light flashed vertically and horizontally, and thunder exploded.

Cloud explosions blasted away the surrounding black fog, leaving only a series of condensed sword marks and the chasing wind and thunder.

With a thought, Jiang Sheng controlled the sixteen sword lights to meet the twelve white-bone Taoist soldiers, and at the same time, he formed a Renshui True Thunder with his left hand.

As Jiang Sheng struck, the blue Renshui True Thunder roared and dragged a long electric light into the black fog above, and then exploded.

boom!
There was a muffled thunder explosion, and the surging Renshui True Thunder unleashed its terrifying power, and the large black mist turned into nothingness.

However, in just a moment, there was black mist around him, filling in the vacancy here.

Seeing that the black fog was difficult to clear for a while, Jiang Sheng turned around and faced twelve white-bone Taoist soldiers.

I don’t know how these white-bone Taoist soldiers were made. Each one is extremely tough and can also activate ghost fire and dark wind.

But for a moment, in the spreading black mist, bone-shattering winds blew in, as if the flesh, blood, bones, and souls of people were frozen together.

Even Jiang Sheng felt some chill in his soul.

Knowing that he could not delay for too long, Jiang Sheng waved his hand to recall the sixteen rays of sword light.

But he saw sixteen rays of sword light whirling around Jiang Sheng's body, then turned into streams of light and surged out again.

The sixteen rays of sword light went in front and back, seeming to form a straight line.

For a moment, there was only the sound of thunder, and the blue sword light broke through the sky, directly parting the black mist along the way.

The infinite black mist rolled back to both sides, and in the middle was the sword rainbow wrapped in the lightning movie.

This is what the so-called sky light breaks through the clouds.

The white-bone Taoist soldiers roared and rushed forward, but were directly knocked away by the sword light.

One, two, three!
After sixteen rays of sword light continuously scattered the white-bone Taoist soldiers in front, they suddenly turned sharply and cut out an arc of light in the black mist.

Boom boom boom!

Thunder rolls and clouds explode.

The sword light moved forward without hesitation and directly slashed Zhou Tian in the black mist, knocking all twelve white-bone Taoist soldiers away.

It was only then that the sixteen sword lights turned into flickering lights and shadows and gathered around Jiang Sheng.

The black mist was difficult to gather for a moment, and there were traces of sword light slashing everywhere. The crisscrossing sword marks were condensed and never dispersed, and the sword intent on them blocked the recovery of the black mist.

Sixteen rays of sword light fluttered and danced around Jiang Sheng like butterflies, with broken bones scattered in all directions.

However, the next moment, only bursts of rattling sounds were heard.

Those scattered white bones actually came together again.

Realizing that something was wrong, Jiang Sheng once again activated his sword light to strike out, but the bones had already formed four tall figures.

Four extraordinarily tall white-bone Taoist soldiers roared and charged together, withstanding Jiang Sheng's sword light, threatening to smash Jiang Sheng into a pulp.

At this time, Jiang Sheng's sixteen sword lights had also merged, turning into an astonishing sword rainbow rising into the sky.

But I saw the blue sword rainbow surging, and the sword's intention was brilliant.

In an instant, the blue rainbow penetrated the layers of black fog and jumped out of the barrier.

And Jiang Sheng was also able to see Yuntian again.

After breathing out slowly, Jiang Sheng heard Zhang Qing's voice again.

"The Taoist Master's style remains the same, and the slave family admires him."

While speaking, Jiang Sheng turned his head and looked.

The thick black mist was gradually thinning, as if it had been swallowed by something.

At the same time, a huge figure rose up from the black mist.

The black mist was dispersed by it, surrounding its waist like a skirt, with four heads roaring and eight arms waving.

The pressure of the Nascent Soul Realm was revealed, and the evil aura surged to the sky for a moment.

Jiang Sheng couldn't help but become solemn when he saw this expression: Bone Taoist soldiers in the Nascent Soul Realm!
Zhang Qing, who was wearing a bright red wedding dress, landed on the shoulders of the white-bone Taoist soldier and smiled sweetly: "Taoist Master, did this white-bone Taoist soldier of our Holy Sect fall into your eyes?"

"Holy Sect?" Jiang Sheng frowned.

Zhang Qing smiled brightly and even had a hint of cunning in her eyes: "The Nu family forgot to tell the Taoist Master that the Nu family was lucky enough to be favored by the Master and entered the Holy Sect Star."

"How much mana did Master Taoist consume just now?"

"Thirty percent, fifty percent, or seventy percent?"

"I wonder how much strength the leader has left to deal with these Dao soldiers in the Nascent Soul Realm?"

After Zhang Qing finished speaking, the will-o'-the-wisp turned into a bolt and wrapped around the bones of his arms. The jaws of the four skulls kept colliding with each other, making strange sounds.

The white-bone Taoist soldiers in the Nascent Soul Realm were the first to attack, waving their eight giant white-bone hands to shoot out ghostly fire and evil spirits one after another.

Jiang Sheng didn't say a word, and a sword rainbow at his side that was condensed to the extreme suddenly activated and turned into a Jinghong Pilian slash.

The strong wind roared and thunder suddenly appeared.

The sword rainbow and the will-o'-the-wisp collided together, and instantly the aftermath of the turbulent fighting rippled out, sweeping in all directions.

But I saw rolling waves spreading in all directions, and the sea water was rolling backwards.

The sea level where the fight took place dropped by a hundred feet in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)