Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Penglai, Lingyuan.

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

This person's name is not only extremely famous in the Mountain and River Realm, but also in the Panfeng Realm.

With one sword, he suppressed the genius of the mountains and rivers; with one sword, he defeated the Son of God of Panfeng. Jiang Sheng suppressed all the Taiyi Yuanshen in the Mountains and Rivers Realm and the Panfeng Realm with his own strength.

Naturally, this kind of ability cannot be underestimated by the Hengsha Realm.

Especially according to information from various sources, this person has only been in the Tao for two hundred years.

It is truly amazing that he has such skills after only two hundred years.

Fahui himself is a rare genius. After five hundred years, he stepped into the fourth step of the Yin-Xuan Yang-Shi realm. His ability not only attracted the envy of all the geniuses in the Hengsha world, but also caught the eye of the Buddha Jinjue, who allowed him to enter the Dalingyin Temple to listen to the Dharma.

Fahui has always been humble and calm because he knows his own abilities. Since others cannot catch up with him, why should he show off his arrogance?
But today, Fahui discovered a master who also looked humble and indifferent, but was actually arrogant to the core.

He is also a genius with amazing abilities and is rare in this world.

Fahuisheng had a pair of Bodhi Buddha eyes. In Fahui’s opinion, Jiang Sheng’s bone age was only over 200 years old, but his aura was as if he had practiced for more than 500 years.

I think Jiang Sheng entered a special small world and practiced for some time.

As the saying goes, one day in heaven is one year on earth.

It is normal for time to flow at a special rate in some worlds.

Even the powerful ones in the upper three realms can open up some unique small realms.

This is not surprising.

At this moment, Fahui found that his heart seemed to be a little restless. Perhaps it was because he was excited to see the prey. Fahui vaguely realized that fighting with Jiang Sheng would be beneficial to his own practice.

Fahui asked in a clear voice: "Master Lingyuan, are you here for me?"

Jiang Sheng said, "Yes and no. I came here just to put an end to this gambling fight."

"The three realms have been fighting, and the flames of war have spread to several continents for more than 20 years. The fighting between cultivators like us has brought disaster to the mortal world."

Fahui was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I didn't expect that Taoist Lingyuan would be so kind."

Jiang Sheng shook his head: "It's not out of kindness, it's just my own thoughts."

After saying that, a long sword with a sheath appeared in Jiang Sheng's hand.

The hilt of the sword is indigo blue, the sword guard is in the shape of Tai Chi Yin and Yang, the sword body hides the blade in the scabbard, and the black scabbard is covered with mottled lotus patterns.

Even though the sword had not been unsheathed, Fahui seemed to sense the chill on the blade.

Fahui put away the golden bell, and slowly clenched his right hand, holding a Sikkim Zen staff in his palm: "It seems that the Taoist priest wants to stop killing by killing?"

Jiang Sheng nodded slowly: "I am willing to have a fight with the Master, and the victory or defeat between you and me will determine the dispute in this world."

Fahui smiled and said, "This method is very good. Let's use the Taoist's words and the victory or defeat between you and me to settle the disputes in this world."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fahui's figure soared into the sky, and Jiang Sheng's figure disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, Xuanyi, Lingwei and Kong Zhen only heard the sound of metal clashing, which was like the collapse of heaven and earth.

A huge crack suddenly appeared above the sea of ​​clouds in the sky. The sea of ​​clouds surged and the sky light danced. Jiang Sheng and Fahui had already flown tens of thousands of feet above and started fighting.

This gambling battle between Taoism and Buddhism not only attracted the attention of all parties in the world, but also attracted the attention of heaven.

Shangyang Daojun, Jinque Tiandi, and Jinjue Buddha, the three masters of Dao Zhenyang, were all watching the fight between Jiang Sheng and Fahui. It was not that the fight between the two Taiyi Yuanshen realms was so eye-catching, but more because it was a contest between Taoism and Buddhism, and who would win and who would lose was also an invisible confirmation of the contest between the Mountain and River Realm and the Hengsha Realm.

Emperor Jinque stayed out of the matter at this time, and was very happy to hear about it: "Fellow Daoist Shangyang, Fellow Daoist Jinjue, who do you think will win this bet?"

Buddha Jinjue clasped his hands and smiled, saying, "This boy, Fahui, has a bodhi mind, extraordinary understanding, and is well versed in Buddhist principles. I intend to take him to the Dalingyin Temple to listen to Mahayana Buddhist teachings."

Although he did not say much, Buddha Jinjue's words undoubtedly made his position clear.

Emperor Jinque looked at Daoist Shangyang again. Daoist Shangyang looked calm, with his eyelids drooping as if he was about to fall asleep. "It's just a fight between the young people. There's nothing to worry about."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Jinque looked down to the lower world again, and saw that Jiang Sheng and Fahui were already fighting.

Under the sky ten thousand feet high, rays of sword light wailed, four blue, purple, red and black swords cut through the sky and shook the firmament, four colored streaks slashed towards Fahui from above, below, left and right, the meaning of the three disasters and the end of the catastrophe permeated above the sky, creating an image of the end of the world with the collapse of heaven and earth and the annihilation of the sun and the moon.

Fahui's expression remained unchanged. The string of Buddhist beads on his chest broke apart. Twenty-four pale golden beads emitted a glazed light and floated behind Fahui, transforming into twenty-four layers of heavenly light.

When the four blue, purple, red and black swords came from all directions, the twenty-four layers of sky light broke apart layer by layer to prevent the four swords from approaching.

For a moment, the light and shadows in the sky kept changing, and the long sword kept humming.

On the land of Xuanzhou, Xuanyi, Lingwei, Kongzhen, together with Lin Fan, Lingyu, Ningchuan, Li Sangyuan, Lu Xuanjun and other true disciples of the three Taoist sects in the Mountain and River Realm were all looking at the battle in the sky.

Jiang Sheng and Fahui's movements were too fast. The vast sky was just a thought away. In less than an instant, the two of them had moved a hundred thousand miles. Astonishing waves continued to spread out, and the sky was already in a mess.

The boundless sea of ​​clouds was torn apart, the rolling thunder was extinguished, and at the moment the thunder and fire were annihilated, the dim and mottled Buddha's light appeared again.

All these methods were used, which made people's eyes sore, but they were reluctant to look away.

It was not just the case in the Mountain and River Realm. Fayin, Faming and others from the Hengsha Realm were also watching the battle in the sky in the Mingjue Temple.

The contest between the two top Taiyi spirits, or the contest between the Taoist spirit and the Buddhist spirit, will undoubtedly bring many benefits to the rest of the people.

Especially for those Heavenly Dao Spirits who have not yet attained Taiyi, by watching the battle between the two Taiyi Spirits, they can see from the side their philosophy, the origin of their Taoism, and understand their Taoism.

For the Heavenly Dao Spirits like Fayin, Faming, Ningchuan, Li Sangyuan, and Lu Xuanjun, this is comparable to the effect of several discussions on the Dao and demonstrations of magic, and can save decades or even hundreds of years of hard work.

After all, discussing the Dao and performing the Dharma is not as obvious and honest as fighting like this.

The crowd was overwhelmed by the sight, and their expressions were excited but also a little worried.

Because they couldn't tell who was better or worse, and couldn't judge who would win the bet.

Kong Zhen couldn't help but ask, "Ling Wei, you are Ling Yuan's senior brother. In your opinion, can Ling Yuan win?"

Ling Wei shook her head: "The methods of these two people are too amazing. Even with my eyesight, I can't tell the strong from the weak. How can I judge the winner?"

As he was speaking, Xuan Yi suddenly said, "Look!"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately focused their attention and looked up, only to see that above the sky, there was endless chaos of light and bursts of thunder.

A sword sound like the cry of cranes and the roar of dragons was heard, and the majestic sword intent rushed into the sky and turned into a tangible sword light.

Jiang Shengqi stepped forward, and the seven green lotuses covering the black blade of the Qingping Sword in his hand slowly blossomed, revealing a clear and spiritual light.

Feng and water are turbulent, thunder and fire are raging, the power of the four symbols is introduced into the sword body, gathering into the invisible force of chaos, and performing the sword that cuts the sky and breaks the law.

Jiang Sheng looked at Fahui opposite him, and with a humming sound, he slashed down with the three-foot-six-inch Qingping sword in his hand.

The mottled sword marks stretch across the sky, destroying everything and cutting off the destiny.

"Cut the sky." (End of this chapter)