Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Lingyuan.

This name was something that Yinmiao did not want to mention, but it was like a leech on his tarsal bone, appearing in his consciousness all the time.

The Zhu Xian Sword not only cut off the two demon spirits of Yinmiao, but also engraved the power of Zhu Xian and Jiang Sheng's name directly on Yinmiao's soul.

It made Yinmu unable to forget Jiang Sheng at all, and he could not forget the look on Jiang Sheng's face when he faced him.

Jiang Sheng's always calm expression and indifference in his eyes seemed to be mocking Yinmiao's arrogance. It was as if a mere Lianxu Heavenly Demon dared to provoke him, the True Lord of Penglai Taoist Sect. Yinmiao couldn't help but twist his heart every time he thought of it.

Even though he had escaped from the Three Realms, even though he had arrived in this Linghua Realm where he could do whatever he wanted, Yinmiao felt that he had never escaped Jiang Sheng's shadow.

Just like now, although Jiang Sheng was not in the Linghua Realm, and he was facing a child of destiny who had not yet grown up, Yinmiao still subconsciously mentioned Jiang Sheng's Taoist name.

If Jiang Sheng is not eliminated in the future, Yinmiao feels that Jiang Sheng will become his inner demon.

Zang Xi said: "Yin Mu, I have said it before, if you divide yourself into six, you will weaken yourself."

"Look at you. You have lost one third of your Heavenly Demon True Spirit. Your strength is no longer as strong as before."

"But you split yourself into four and scattered yourself all over the Linghua Realm. Aren't you afraid that you will lose another part of your true spirit?"

Zang Xi's words made a hint of coldness flash across Yin Mi's eyes. His strength was indeed not as good as before.

Having lost one third of his true spirit, not only did his strength decline, but the various magical powers possessed by Lianxu Tianmo were also greatly weakened.

If it were before, even if Yinmiao split himself into six, each individual would be in the real realm of refining emptiness, and even in Anyang City, he could radiate within a million miles.

But now He can't.

Only four bodies of Yinmiao remained. Although he could still barely maintain the level of Refining Void Realm, he could no longer freely display the power of the devil within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles.

What's more, this Linghua Realm has some restrictions on the demons. After entering the Linghua Realm, Yinmiao has been restraining his aura and suppressing himself.

Yinmiao placed his true spirit in four bodies and hid it in the sea of ​​consciousness of four people of different identities, thus completely concealing his own existence.

As long as He doesn't exert power beyond the capabilities of these bodies, He won't be discovered by anyone.

Facing this Linghua Realm, which was in ruins but still had some strength to fight, Yinmiao could be said to be extremely cautious.

No longer paying attention to Zang Xi and other demons, Yinmiao controlled Wu Lan's body and looked out the window, at the pavilions and towers outside, the Xiangxie pond, and narrowed his eyes as he thought: "That Lin Xiao is undoubtedly the son of destiny."

"From his experience, he must have some treasure on him. Maybe we can find a way to rescue him in the future."

"But if that treasure is specifically targeting my demon clan, then we must be careful."

Just as she was thinking, a maid outside the door suddenly said softly: "Miss, Master Junyue sent an invitation to invite you to the banquet."

Yinmiao couldn't help but smile: "Okay, tell Master Jun that I will be there on time."

There is an undercurrent in Anyang City.

Jun Yue invited a group of talented and rising stars in Anyang City to the banquet. Countless cultivators wanted to take this opportunity to join Jun Yue, or to stand out at the banquet.

This time, the six young masters and three fairies of Anyang will all be present. In addition, the young masters of noble families in Anyang City and surrounding cities, as well as those talented independent cultivators will also be invited to join.

Lin Xiao was a new and talented independent cultivator who had become famous in Anyang County recently. He had escaped death and brought back the news of the impending invasion of the Heavenly Demons, so he was naturally invited to the banquet.

However, after Lin Xiao learned the news, his expression became somewhat obscure.

Especially looking at this invitation that was obviously made by everyone.

The handwriting on the invitation is graceful yet elegant, with extraordinary charm, and the ink seems to be tainted with a hint of the owner's fragrance.

Lin Xiao was very familiar with this handwriting, it was the handwriting of Fairy Xiao Ping.

Ever since he met Fairy Xiao Ping who was ambushed by the demon and happened to save her when he was carrying out a mission for the Zhengyang Immortal Sect outside Anyang County, Fairy Xiao Ping has often given Lin Xiao some help.

For example, gossip that many people don't know, such as the latest high-reward, low-risk tasks in the Affairs Hall, etc. Fairy Xiao Ping obviously understood Lin Xiao very well, and did not deliberately help him, taking care of Lin Xiao's mood.

Lin Xiao obviously had a good impression of Fairy Xiao Ping. Faced with this invitation letter written by Fairy Xiao Ping herself, Lin Xiao was shaken.

"What, you want to go?"

"Didn't I tell you before that after you returned to Anyang City, there seemed to be someone around who could keep an eye on you?"

"Even when you went to the Affairs Hall, someone was keeping an eye on you."

"Do you really think that they are the people of Fairy Xiao Ping?"

The voices of the spirits of the weapons were all full of sarcasm.

Lin Xiao was silent for a moment, then said, "Of course I know there's something wrong with those people."

"Fairy Xiao has taken some care of me. It is inevitable that there are people in the Zhengyang Immortal Sect who are dissatisfied. Maybe they are Elder Qiu's true disciples."

Lin Xiao had anticipated this. After all, the one who could secretly communicate with the devil and instruct the Affairs Hall to set a trap for him must be a high-ranking figure in the Zhengyang Immortal Sect, and maybe some noble person high and mighty.

The weapon spirit was surprised and said, "Since you know all this, why do you still want to go? You were invited to this banquet. Maybe the person hiding in the Zhengyang Immortal Sect wants to target you."

"It's not a good banquet."

As for the spirit of the artifact, Lin Xiao has gained some understanding of it after spending some time with the Hua Guangming Dew Bottle.

Although the spirit of the Hua Guangming Dew Bottle looked down on him and often belittled or ridiculed him, the spirit was undoubtedly doing this for his own good. It would not sit idly by and watch him die. It would often provide him with some unknown news and some advanced cultivation techniques.

Sometimes Lin Xiao also wondered why the spirit of the weapon was so good to him. Could it be that the spirit of the weapon needed his help with something?
But these were just Lin Xiao's own thoughts. Since the spirit of the weapon was unwilling to speak, Lin Xiao did not force it to speak.

"I'm going."

"I have to know who wants me dead."

"If I allow him to continue to harm me in secret, I will never be able to retaliate."

"Only if I know who he is can I be on guard and take revenge in the future."

When Lin Xiao said this, the spirit of the weapon felt that Lin Xiao's luck seemed to have increased a little.

The weapon spirit probed: "Even if it's a Jindan Zhenren or even a Yuanying Zhenren? Even if you're facing the Zhengyang Xianzong?"

Lin Xiao had a resolute expression, his eyes full of fighting spirit: "Even if it's the Zhengyang Immortal Sect, so what?"

"It's not like I'll just be a Zifu for the rest of my life."

In Anyang City, a big drama is about to begin.

Outside Anyang City, Jiang Sheng brought Su Yutong slowly towards Anyang City.

"True Lord, you came to Linghua Realm to save the sentient beings of Linghua Realm from disaster?"

At this time, Jiang Sheng had changed his clothes, the Taoist wheel behind his head had been removed, and even his true appearance was concealed.

Su Yutong didn't understand why a Taoist master would hide his true identity.

"I came to Linghua Realm because there is an old friend of mine in this world."

"But I haven't found any trace of that old friend yet."

"I revealed my own aura earlier, and I thought that old friend would be able to sense it, but now it seems that the old friend is obviously hiding it a little too deeply."

"So I naturally have to disguise myself, so that the old friend won't notice me and run away." (End of this chapter)