Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

A sword splits the stars.

Xuan Yi took back the Wanxing Tianhua Ruler with some surprise.

He was not surprised that Jiang Sheng took action. After all, if Jiang Sheng had not taken action just now, his blow would have definitely hit Jin Qiong.

That attack he had just made had used his full strength, drawing on the power of ten thousand stars and receiving the light of heavenly light. If it had landed on the human world, it would have been enough to shatter a million miles of the human world, overturn mountains and rivers, and turn the sun and moon upside down.

But Jiang Sheng easily deflected this attack.

Xuan Yi saw clearly at a glance that there was a trickling sword light on Jiang Sheng's sword. Rather than a sword light, it was more like a gurgling stream of water.

Recalling the charm of Jiang Sheng's sword just now, Xuanyi's skin jumped: Why does that sword have a bit of the flavor of autumn water that is not stained by dust?

I haven't seen him for more than two hundred years, but I never thought that Jiang Sheng's cultivation had reached such a level.

"Brother Tao."

"We have already won this time."

Jiang Sheng's voice brought Xuan Yi back to his senses.

This time he has won, although winning a Jin Qiong is nothing to Xuan Yi.

Compared with people like Ye Wenshu and Fahui, Xuanyi may be slightly inferior. After all, both Fahui and Ye Wenshu are the top ones in the contemporary world.

But compared with the chiefs of various holy places of his time, such as Kong Zhen, Guanghe, Jue Zhen and Ling Wei, he is not inferior to anyone.

However, compared with these people, Jin Qiong is still a little bit behind.

Don't underestimate the difference, as for the same Tao fruit and the same realm, the difference of just a little can make a world of difference.

"Jin Qiong Demon Lord, I'm grateful for your kindness."

Xuan Yi bowed, then nodded to Jiang Sheng, pressed the cloud and sat back down.

Jin Qiong's remaining fear finally disappeared. She stared at Xuan Yi, then looked at Jiang Sheng, and then returned the greeting and returned to her seat.

He pressed down the cloud head and sat down next to Kong Zhen. Before Jin Qiong could speak, Kong Zhen sighed softly, "Why bother? Why do you have to compete with Xuan Yi?"

"Isn't Xuan Xin still staying in the Demon King Palace? Didn't the old man Tianzun say anything?"

Jin Qiong said in a muffled voice: "We have to compete with him."

Kong Zhen glanced at Jin Qiong, his expression even more helpless: "If you win, it would be fine, but you lost this round."

"Why, you still want to say it doesn't count even if it's not a life-and-death fight?"

Jin Qiong shook her head and took out a small wine pot with silver-patterned jade from her sleeve.

This wine pot is also a treasure. It contains wine brewed from the cold pond water of the natural waterfall in Luzhou, the northern region. It tastes cold and refreshing, and has the effect of calming the mind, nourishing the qi, and quieting the heart. She likes it the most.

After taking a sip, Jin Qiong regained his composure: "Losing is losing, why make excuses?"

"I'm not the kind of person who can't stand losing. If I lose this time, I'll make it up next time."

Kong Zhen glared: "There will be next time."

Kong Zhen suddenly smiled and said, "That's right, I'll make it up to you next time."

Ye Wenshu saw the reactions of Kong Zhen and Jin Qiong: There are still many smart people in the demon tribe.

As Xuan Yi also pressed down the cloud and returned to his seat, Jiang Sheng was the only one left in the sky.

Jiang Sheng is the host, the master of this Lianxu Ceremony. As the host, it is normal for him to appear last.

At this time, Jiang Sheng stood in the air and looked at the few people: "Don't say too much."

"I think you have been waiting to fight me for a long time to see if I have fallen behind in my practice over the past two hundred years."

"This is a good opportunity, don't miss it."

Kong Zhen's eyes gleamed when he heard this. In the past when it was still the Mountain and River Realm, Jiang Sheng was very famous in Luzhou, the Northern Territory. Who among the princes of the Demon King's Palace could compete with him?
In the end, he, Jin Qiong, and the two abbots of Jinchan Temple and Tianlong Temple were all suppressed by Jiang Sheng.

Not to mention the subsequent battle in the South China Sea, none of them could beat Ye Wenshu, and Ye Wenshu could not beat Jiang Sheng.

After these two battles, Jiang Sheng became the undisputed contemporary leader of the Mountain and River Realm.

But, that was a thousand years ago after all.

In this millennium, he really wanted to fight with Jiang Sheng again.

Five elements of light shot up into the sky, and Kong Zhen appeared in the air.

The Peacock Demon King swung the jade fan in his hand, and it turned into a long sword: "Since you are interested, I will not be polite."

After saying that, the Five Elements Sword in Kong Zhen's hand emitted a hazy glow and rushed straight towards Jiang Sheng.

Jiang Sheng was naturally happy about this, otherwise wouldn’t he have been sharpening his sword in vain?

The Qingping Sword hummed in Jiang Sheng's hand. Sensing the oncoming power of the Five Elements' Mysterious Light, Jiang Sheng channeled his magic power into the Qingping Sword, and then rushed forward to meet the enemy.

The azure rainbow light rippled endlessly, accompanied by bursts of sword chanting. Above the sky, a thunderbolt of black lightning exploded, stirring up the sky light for thousands of miles. It was so dazzling that people could not distinguish the true appearance inside.

Ye Wenshu said softly: "The Peacock Demon King and Jiang Sheng have started fighting."

Fahui glanced at Ye Wenshu, then looked at the dazzling thunder that exploded: "I just don't know how long Donor Kong Zhen can last in Donor Jiang's hands."

Neither Ye Wenshu nor Fahui doubted that Jiang Sheng could win. After all, the three of them were at the same level. Although Kong Zhen was the crown prince of the Demon King Palace in Luzhou, Northern Territory, he was still inferior to them.

Especially Ye Wenshu and Fahui knew clearly that Jiang Sheng was not an ordinary Taiyi Dongxuan Daoguo.

Ordinary Taiyi Dongxuan Daoguo will not suffer from forty-nine heavenly tribulations.

There was a roar of thunder and rumbling thunder. There were raging thunders, but there was no sign of Jiang Sheng and Kong Zhen.

In the midst of the mighty thunder, there was only a ray of five elements mysterious light and a ray of green rainbow that kept entangled and separated, and the sound of metal clashing could be heard.

Ye Wenshu frowned slightly: "Jiang Sheng didn't use his full strength, Your Excellency, maybe you can tell how much he used?"

Fahui shook his head slightly. At this moment, golden light seemed to bloom in his eyes, and a six-petal golden lotus was faintly visible. This is the Dharma Eye. When one practices Mahayana Buddhism, one can see through the three realms, observe the cycle of reincarnation, see the origins of all living things, and see the time from ancient times to the present.

However, that level of realm is too far away from Fahui. He just needs to be able to see Jiang Sheng's actions clearly.

In Fahui's eyes, above the sky, where thousands of thunders were surging, Kong Zhen was pressing forward step by step, using the Five Elements Sword in his hand to perform various moves, and constantly oppressing Jiang Sheng's space for maneuver with the Five Elements forbidden techniques and sword light.

But Jiang Sheng continued to defend himself calmly. From beginning to end, Jiang Sheng's expression did not change. It was obvious that Kong Zhen did not give Jiang Sheng enough pressure.

Fahui sighed inwardly. He also knew that it would not be easy to expect Kong Zhen and the others to force Jiang Sheng to show his true abilities.

Fahui suddenly said, "I heard that Donor Jiang had a fierce battle with the demon outside the Three Realms."

Ye Wenshu nodded. She understood what Fahui meant: Jiang Sheng had experienced fighting with a group of demons. For someone who had fought with a group of demons, this kind of competition would naturally be a piece of cake.

Fahui continued, "Looking at this situation, I'm afraid that Donor Kong Zhen can't hold out for a few more moves. Let's go and fight Donor Jiang to our heart's content."

Before Fahui finished speaking, he saw a dazzling sword light appear in the sky.

It seemed as if the sounds of cranes crying and dragons roaring were resounding throughout the miles, and the sword light danced like a dragon, sweeping across the sky, clearing away the smoke and thunder for thousands of miles, and suppressing the mysterious light of the five elements' rotation.

Jiang Sheng forced Kong Zhen back with a sword, and casually made a sword flower: "I haven't seen you for more than two hundred years, but Daoist Kong Zhen hasn't lost a step."

Kong Zhen looked at the Five Elements Sword in his hand, then turned it back into a folding fan and bowed to Jiang Sheng: "Compared with Master Jiang, I am still far behind."

"This fight was very enjoyable. Next time I have some free time, I will come and bother Master Jiang again."

Jiang Sheng smiled and said, "Of course I will make a good bed for you."

Kong Zhen pressed the cloud back to its original position, and Jiang Sheng turned to look at Ye Wenshu and Fahui. The fighting spirit of these two people was very obvious.

Jiang Sheng smiled and said, "Your Highness Xuannv, Venerable Fahui, are you two willing to fight with me?"

Ye Wenshu said loudly: "Of course we have to fight, but do you dare to accept the challenge?"

Jiang Sheng laughed loudly, and with a wave of the Qingping Sword in his hand, he tore a passage in the sky: "If we fight here, I'm afraid that all the pots and pans will be broken, and we won't be able to enjoy it."

"How about you two come with me and fight in the sky?"

Ye Wenshu leaped up and turned into a mysterious light to catch up with Jiang Sheng: "Why not?"

Fahui also chanted the Buddha's name and turned into a golden light and flew away.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Sheng, Ye Wenshu and Fahui left the small world and returned to the human world of the Three Realms.

Xuanyi looked at Kong Zhen and Jin Qiong and said, "You two, let's go out too. This kind of fight is rare."

Kong Zhen and Jin Qiong did not hesitate and left the small world with Xuan Yi.

At this time, in the Qingxuan Hall of the Little Penglai Fairyland, a group of guests were talking and the atmosphere was lively.

Suddenly, a ray of light appeared in the atlas, and then a stunning figure jumped out of it and flew straight out of the hall.

Immediately afterwards, a mysterious light and a golden light flew out of the hall.

For a moment, the guests in the hall were confused and didn't know what was going on.

At this moment, Xuanyi, Kongzhen, and Jinqiong also flew out from the atlas. Xuanyi smiled and said, "Don't panic, everyone. True Lord Lingyuan wants to have a fight with His Highness Xuannv and Venerable Fahui."

"That little world is too small to move around in, so I can't have fun."

"They have already gone outside the palace. What are you waiting for?"

When they heard that Jiang Sheng wanted to compete with Ye Wenshu and Fahui, the eyes of the guests in the hall suddenly lit up.

It's a contest between three masters of the Void Refinement Realm, and a battle between the geniuses of Taoism, Heaven, and Buddhism. Who would want to miss such a grand event?

All of a sudden, the guests left their seats and went to the corridor outside the Qingxuan Palace to watch.

Ning Chuan, Lu Xuanjun and others from Qinghua Taoist Sect and Tianhe Taoist Sect, Lin Fan and Ling Yu and others from Penglai, as well as Yan Xiao, Feng Yue, Xiang Yu, Xiang Yao and other old friends of Jiang Sheng were all outside the Qingxuan Palace at this time, looking at the sky and the three figures.

The jade railings of the suspended corridor were already filled with onlookers. Huang Wensheng and Ye Qian followed Tian Mingan and Qiu Buyu to find a good seat, and they all looked up at the sky with anticipation.

Ye Qian stretched his neck and looked up at the sky, while saying to Su Yutong: "Junior Sister Su, this kind of scene is rare. Whether it is Uncle Lingyuan or those two, they are all truly top-level figures."

"Whether it's the Mysterious Lady of Heaven or the Venerable of the Western Heaven, they are all famous beings in the three realms. If you watch this battle more, you will learn a lot."

When Su Yutong heard Ye Qian's words, she perked up and opened her eyes wide, but she could only see the three blurry figures in the sky; the others were not clear.

It wasn't just Su Yutong. Only a few others could see the figures of Jiang Sheng and the other two clearly.

Even though the three of them were just standing separately and had not taken any action, the strange phenomena that appeared around them had already distorted the perception of many guests.

At this time, Jiang Sheng and the other two were standing in three different positions above the sky. With the strong gale in the sky, the corners of their clothes were rustling.

In Fahui's eyes, six-petal golden lotuses were spinning endlessly. He was making a Buddhist seal with one hand and holding a string of Buddhist beads with the other. A golden light appeared behind his head and there was a faint sound of Sanskrit chanting.

In the auspicious light of Buddha, Fahui chanted the Buddha's name: "Since I was slightly inferior to Zhenjun in the last duel, I have been looking forward to this one for two hundred years."

A crack appeared between Ye Wenshu's eyebrows, revealing a vertical pupil of her heavenly eye. Behind her head, a dark green Taoist wheel shone brightly. Endless dark light floated up and down at her side, interweaving and transforming into floating feathers that wrapped around Ye Wenshu's waist and on her arms, turning into a heavenly feather belt and shawl.

As Ye Wenshu raised her hand, a long sword with interlaced black feathers appeared in her palm: "No more words, this time, Jiang Sheng, you have to do your best. If you are not satisfied, I will not give up."

"It's easy to talk about."

As Jiang Sheng spoke, a round of clear light appeared behind his head.

The clear light rotated and the clear air rose. In an instant, wind, thunder, water and fire intertwined and appeared, wrapping around Jiang Sheng's body and attaching to Jiang Sheng's feet.

His Taoist robes rustled, and the jade crown on his head glowed like stars. Jiang Shengxin grasped the Qingping sword in his hand and shook it slightly.

boom!
In an instant, there seemed to be endless sword lights surging across the sky and earth, the sky and the earth darkened, and thousands of thunders roared, shaking the three thousand clouds in the sky.

"You two, what are you waiting for?"

"Come on!" (End of this chapter)