Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

The disappearance of Jiang Sheng and Juekong caused panic among the people of the Ming Dynasty.

It is difficult for them to understand the strange phenomena that Bai Rixing appears, but Master Juekong is related to their vital interests.

Zhu Jiu already had a hunch in his heart, but he still dared not confirm it.

And Jiang Sheng, who was worried about Li Yan, was standing quietly in front of Senluo Hall.

During the few days when this body was under the control of the Emperor Wushui, Jiang Sheng's soul was very calm. Even though this body was contaminated with the aura of Shinto, he was still not a little impatient.

In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, the figure in the green crown and black robe quietly sat cross-legged between the sea and the sky, with the Qingping sword across his knees.

The Taoist chants the meaning of the sutra quietly to calm down the wind, thunder, water and fire in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Jiang Sheng had experienced the power of Shinto, and he had personally experienced the power of Dharma.

Jiang Sheng has already gained a solid understanding of the realm of supernatural powers and the realm of condensing Dharma. This understanding will be of great help to Jiang Sheng when he condenses his own Dharma in the future.

This gain alone is enough to make up for the previous battle with Jue Kong and the dangers of facing the upper three realms of Buddhism.

What's more, Jiang Sheng's gains don't stop there.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, facing the Taoist with a green crown and black robe, the emperor who died in vain, wearing a crown and a royal robe, looked solemn.

"Lingyuan, you have truly experienced the power of the Dharma. When you condense the Dharma yourself in the future, you will at least increase your chances by 20%."

"Tell me, do you know what the Dharma is?"

Listening to the question of wasting the emperor's life in vain, Jiang Sheng pondered: "The Dharma is transformed from the realm of one's own magical power, coincident with the soul, appearing in the external appearance, and with the movement of one's hands and feet, it can burn mountains and boil seas, and create heaven and earth."

The emperor said, "These are just common knowledge."

"The Dharma and the Dharma are the image of the Dharma. The so-called Dharma has a spirit, and the realm of supernatural powers is all Dharma. In the realm of transformation into gods, the realm of supernatural powers and the Primordial Spirit are combined to form heaven and earth on their own. This is the inner scene; and the inner scene of the Primordial Spirit is reflected on the outside. That is the Dharma”

This was the emperor's explanation of his own way. A god from the upper three realms personally taught the way. Jiang Sheng listened very carefully.

After finishing speaking, the Emperor Wushui said again: "Lingyuan, with your wisdom, when you cleanse yourself, there will be no more gaps for you in the realm of Nascent Soul and Transformation of God."

"I am about to enter reincarnation, and the City of Wasted Death will sink into the underworld. It is fate that you and I meet by chance. As a person who should have died forty thousand years ago, I should leave you something, which can be considered as my legacy in the world. The last bit of confirmation.”

After saying this, Emperor Wushuang raised his hand, and hazy light rose from Wushuang City, turning into strands of Qi, condensed in his hand, and transformed into a thick and vicissitudes of topaz.

"Just keep it."

After saying this, the remnant soul of the emperor who died in vain rose up and turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the Senluo Palace.

The entire City of Wasted Death immediately began to shake.

The City of Fusi is the manifestation of the way of heaven and will not completely collapse.

Without this Son of Heaven, the City of Wasted Death will return to the underground, silent and silent. After all, it is just another reincarnation.

After the emperor left in vain, Jiang Sheng regained control of his body.

Looking at the square yellow jade in his hand, Jiang Sheng sighed softly, bowed to the main hall, and then turned into a blue rainbow and escaped.

The City of Fusi is about to sink into the ground. It is a dark place under the billions of miles of earth's mantle. Once it sinks, Jiang Sheng will not be able to get out.

Qinghong quickly rushed outside the city of Fusei. In the Senluo Palace, the Emperor Wusei quietly looked at Jiang Sheng's retreating figure, and the Mingwang relic appeared in his hand again.

Wiping the relic of King Ming, the Emperor Wushui looked calmly: "Penglai Taoist Sect, the thirteenth generation of the True Tradition Lingyuan."

"Hey"

The sound of roaring continued, and along with the sound of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking, the city of Fusei gradually faded and dimmed. After Jiang Sheng escaped from the city of Wushu, he did not dare to stop for a moment, and directly threw himself into the Yellow Spring Yin River and rushed towards the outside world.

The City of Fusi does not only refer to this Yin City, but also refers to the entire secret realm.

In the underground river, a green rainbow flows upstream. The water is dense and light, and the evil spirits do not touch it. In a moment, it is thousands of miles away.

At this time, in the secret realm of Wusi City, the mountains of swords and seas of fire outside the city, and the Yellow Springs and Yin Rivers began to disappear one after another, and then the entire secret realm shrank, collapsed, and submerged into the earth.

The earth trembled, the river flowed backwards, the Yin City on the Jiuling Plain collapsed instantly, the surrounding mountain peaks collapsed, the ground collapsed, the turbulent and turbid river water suddenly raised thousands of feet of waves, a blue light separated the water waves and shot straight into the sky, and then manifested Jiang Sheng's figure emerged.

Looking at the landslide and ground cracks below, Jiang Sheng shook his head. As the secret realm of Wushou City sank underground, the restrictions on the Eagle Ridge had been dispersed. The Eagle Ridge natural chasm between the southern part of the Eastern Continent and the Central Plains might not be able to be maintained. How long.

"Juekong is gone, it's time to go see that King Ming."

Jiang Sheng can guess what Zhu Jiu's situation is, so Jiang Sheng can understand the choice of this Ming Wang.

But understanding does not mean recognition. Jiang Sheng had not been here before, so he could ignore the changes here, but now that Jiang Sheng has arrived, the Ming Dynasty must make changes.

On the Eastern Continent, although there are no taboos, Penglai doesn't care whether it's a Taoist sect or a side sect, whether it's an evil cultivator or a demon clan, but there is one thing that Penglai doesn't allow.

The Eastern Continent is the land of Taoism. Penglai advocates inaction and allows it to develop, but Buddhism will never be allowed to intervene.

Just like True Lord Qingxiao Yuming took action, it was not entirely for the sake of Jiang Sheng's true biography, but to clarify Penglai's attitude: Buddhism should not interfere with the affairs of the Eastern Continent.

This is true whether it is Daitianlong Temple or Daijin Zen Temple.

This is Penglai's bottom line, and Penglai also has this strength.

Three hours later, Jiang Sheng arrived over the Ming Kingdom.

Looking at the lights of thousands of houses below, Jiang Sheng did not act rashly, he just let out a trace of anger.

In less than a moment, a figure flew into the sky.

"We have been waiting for you, Your Majesty, for a long time."

The visitor was dressed simply, with a single coat and a pair of cloth shoes. Only the hairband on his head was made of copper. This person who looks like an ordinary farmer is Zhu Jiu, the Ming King of the Ming Kingdom.

"Principal Jiang Sheng has met King Ming."

Jiang Sheng bowed.

Zhu Jiu clasped his hands in his fists: "What the hell, King Ming, we are just ordinary people. We just want to protect our family and the brothers who follow us."

"If your Majesty is willing, why not go down and have a chat?"

"You can do anything you want." Jiang Sheng nodded in agreement.

A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Sheng and Zhu Jiu sat opposite each other in the small pavilion in the garden of the Ming Palace, with two cups of crude tea in front of them.

Zhu Jiu looked at the steaming crude tea and said slowly: "Even if you don't tell us, you know your purpose."

"Master Juekong left and never returned. I think he was defeated at the hands of your Majesty."

Jiang Sheng nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Zhu Jiu became more and more sure of his guess: "In that case, you are from Penglai."

"Oh? How can you see it?" Jiang Sheng asked.

Zhu Jiu said: "Although we have little knowledge, it does not mean that we are stupid. We still know what Master Juekong is capable of."

"That's a real genius, different from a bastard like me."

"Just like a Taoist priest, you can tell at a glance that the Taoist priest has an extraordinary temperament and extraordinary origins."

After hearing this, Jiang Sheng couldn't help but laugh and said, "Prince Ming is probably half right."

"Let's not mention the origins for now, but when it comes to origin, Pindao is not as good as King Ming."

Hearing this, Zhu Jiu was a little surprised. Looking at Jiang Sheng's appearance, could his background be worse than his own?

Jiang Sheng said slowly: "Prince Ming was born in poverty, and he has worked hard to get where he is today, but at least he has a father, a mother, and brothers and sisters at home."

"Unlike Pindao, he was born alone. If he hadn't been lucky enough to be taken in by someone, he would have fallen into the belly of a fish and a shrimp."

"Therefore, Pindao's dialectal king had a stronger background than Pindao. Although Pindao later worshiped Penglai, he also fought for his life with his own efforts, and he is where he is today."

After saying that, looking at Zhu Jiu who was thoughtful, Jiang Sheng gently tapped his hand and created a scene of a Kun fish going out to sea and turning into a Peng.

"The King of Ming can be where he is today. Is it possible that it is all due to the merits of Juekong? It is also because of his own struggle for life that he is the King of Ming today."

"Immortal life is precious, and it is not easy for all living beings to struggle in the world of mortals. Therefore, I am willing to give King Ming a chance."

"Opportunity?" Zhu Jiu pondered Jiang Sheng's words.

Jiang Sheng nodded: "Yes, it's just an opportunity."

"King Ming thinks that because Penglai is doing nothing, he doesn't care about the affairs of the Eastern Region?"

"There are things you can do, and there are things you can't do."

Zhu Jiu naturally understood what Jiang Sheng said: "What do you need us to do?"

"Change Buddha into Tao." Jiang Sheng said.

"Is it that simple?" Zhu Jiu was a little in disbelief.

He originally thought that Jiang Sheng would ask him to pay some price, or to recruit soldiers and horses, or to collect natural materials and treasures.

He never expected that Jiang Sheng would want him to change Buddhism to Taoism.

"Yes, it's that simple."

Jiang Sheng said calmly: "King Ming, please don't overcomplicate things. There is nothing in Ming Kingdom that is worthy of Penglai's concern."

"But the Ming Kingdom cannot believe in Buddhism. This is the bottom line. Above this, Penglai will not care about what King Ming wants to do."

"Even if we want to dominate the world?" Zhu Jiu asked tentatively.

Jiang Sheng nodded: "If King Ming wants to dominate the world, he can just do whatever he wants, but what does it have to do with Penglai?"

As soon as he said this, Zhu Jiu sighed: "Hey, we have never thought about competing for world hegemony."

"Master Juekong said before that we are some sort of hidden dragon, a living king who wants to rebuild the paradise on earth."

"But how capable we are, how can I still not know it?"

"It is said that the Tang Dynasty went to war and annexed various countries, which aroused the anger of heaven and people. It was already a situation where wolves feed tigers, and sooner or later the country would be destroyed."

"But it seems to us that even if the Tang Dynasty is going to die, it will die behind us. The Tang Dynasty is too big."

Yes, the Tang Dynasty was so huge. It was located in the Central Plains, looking from all directions, with outstanding people and outstanding figures.

The seven countries on the coast of the East China Sea could not withstand the military front of the Tang Dynasty, let alone the small Ming Dynasty.

When Zhu Jiu said these words, he didn't know whether he was really trying to protect himself wisely, or whether he was trying to gain Penglai's support.

Jiang Sheng took a sip of the coarse tea in the cup, his expression unchanged: "Nowadays, the world is in chaos, and dragons are lurking in the abyss all over the world, all trying to compete for the luck of the world and the position of the true dragon."

"What King Ming wants to do is his own business and has nothing to do with Penglai." (End of Chapter)