Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Gouran Mountains, outskirts.

After Jiang Sheng agreed to go to Yuehua Palace, he took Jiuxue and left Liuyan Sect.

The six sects of Liu Yan Sect breathed a sigh of relief and quickly prepared the carriage to send Jiang Sheng away.

If a human immortal overlord stayed in Liuyan Sect for a long time, the six sects would be worried.

At this time, Jiang Sheng was in the carriage, looking through the secret books of the Jin, Zhao, Su, Liu, Wang and Niu families.

As the overlord of a continent with a heritage of tens of thousands of years, the historical records privately recorded by the six branches of the Liuyan Sect are completely different from the official history circulated in the Wilderness Realm.

These include some records of the overlords of the thirteen continents in the Wilderness, such as how the Yuehua Palace replaced the Tianjian Sect, some secrets of the Nangong family, or some situations within the dynasty's royal family.

These pieces of information that could not possibly be exposed to the outside world have now been sent to Jiang Sheng for his reading.

These things are more important to Jiang Sheng than the six unique skills of the six families.

Zhang Xiaojiu felt a little uncomfortable looking at Jiang Sheng's leisurely appearance.

He had always thought that his master might be a martial saint, but he didn't expect that his master was even more powerful than a martial saint. He was actually a legendary human immortal who was rare in the entire wilderness!
The history of the Wilderness Realm can be traced back over 100,000 years. During these 100,000 years, dragons and snakes would appear from the land every 10,000 years, and those that stood out among them would be the human immortal overlords.

Every human immortal overlord is an existence that dominates his generation and is invincible in the world.

Zhang Xiaojiu had read so many storybooks and listened to so many books, and he had also imagined himself becoming a martial saint and fighting against a million-strong army on his own, but he had never thought that he could become a human immortal overlord.

He had never even thought about it, but he didn't expect that he would actually meet a human immortal overlord and be accepted as his disciple!
"Why are you always looking at me when you can't just read your book?"

"Can you learn skills just by watching me?"

Jiang Sheng's voice startled Zhang Xiaojiu awake, and he realized that he seemed to have been in a trance for too long.

Zhang Xiaojiu came back to his senses and said quickly: "Master, I just didn't expect that you would..."

Jiang Sheng smiled and said, "What didn't you expect?"

"Don't say those useless things, practice hard. If you can't make it, don't say I'm your master when you go out. I can't afford to lose that person."

Zhang Xiaojiu shuddered when he heard this and said quickly, "Master, rest assured. I will practice hard and will never bring shame to your reputation."

Jiang Sheng snorted and ignored Zhang Xiaojiu, continuing to look through the historical records.

Jiang Sheng did not go to Yuehua Palace just because of Zhao Xingkong's request, but Jiang Sheng understood that he could not kill the goose that lays the golden eggs.

There are thirteen continents in the wilderness. It won’t take much time to visit them one by one.

The carriage with the Six-Yan Sect's flag and bronze emblem flying on it sped along the official road, disappearing into the distance amidst the flying dust.

As the carriage returned to Liuhe Village, Jiang Sheng looked at Anyang Mountain and said to Zhang Xiaojiu, "You stay and practice well. I will take this raccoon slave to Tianyunzhou."

Zhang Xiaojiu asked hurriedly: "Then Master, when can you come back?"

Jiang Sheng smiled and said, "It won't take long, at least ten days, at most a month."

Jiuxue listened to Jiang Sheng's words, but felt a little disapproving: it would be difficult to even cross the Gouran Mountains in more than a month.

However, Zhang Xiaojiu believed in Jiang Sheng very much: "Then I will wait for Master to return triumphantly in Liuhe Village."

"Lan Qiuyue, admit defeat."

"Do you really expect that cat demon to cross the Gouran Mountains and seek help from the Liuyan Sect?"

"It's been several months. You've been badly injured and poisoned. How long can you last without food or water?"

"Besides, even if you do find reinforcements, I can easily make them defect, so why bother doing this useless work?" "I guess by the time your reinforcements arrive, it will be too late."

In the misty stone forest, Lan Qiuyue's heart sank slowly as she listened to Hua Zixiu's words.

Hua Zixiu's confidence is not arrogance. If he wants to go to Tianyun Continent, crossing the Gouran Mountains is the shortest route, but it is also the most dangerous.

The Gouran Mountains are a demon country covering hundreds of thousands of miles. There are countless demon beasts and monsters in it. Going in rashly will mean death.

Jiuxue has been away with her token for more than several months. During such a long time, no one knows whether Jiuxue has passed through the Gouran Mountains or whether she has reached the Zhao family.

Now that I think about it, my idea of ​​letting Jiuxue cross the Golan Mountains might have been wrong.

And if Jiuxue really rashly barged in with the Zhao family's Martial Saint, they would most likely fall into Hua Zixiu's ambush.

But now, she could do nothing and could only hold on in this misty stone forest, living one day at a time.

Hua Zixiu was gradually losing his patience. Looking at the misty stone forest in front of him, he decided not to waste any more time.

"Deploy your troops and attack the Misty Stone Forest. Even if it costs lives, you must pave this damn place!"

The Martial Saint standing by frowned slightly, but still nodded and prepared to give the order.

It was at this time that noisy voices suddenly came from the outskirts of Yuehua Palace, followed by panicked shouts and wails. The sound was so loud that it could be heard even in the depths of the back mountain of Yuehua Palace.

Soon someone came running to report: "Report, someone broke in!"

Hua Zixiu's expression changed: "Where are they from? How many people are there?"

The messenger said, "It was just one person with a cat. There was no trace of any sect or family on him."

Le Xiao couldn't help laughing after hearing this and said, "I don't know where Lan Qiuyue's cat found this person to die. Young Master, wait a moment. I'll go and bring the cat back for you."

"If we put the heads of the reinforcements and the six-tailed cat demon outside the Misty Stone Forest, Lan Qiuyue might collapse immediately."

Hua Zixiu nodded after hearing this, but still said, "It's better to be careful."

Le Xiao laughed and jumped away.

In an instant, Le Xiao's blood and energy exploded, and the boiling blood rushed into the sky like a pillar of hot fire, dispersing the clouds in the sky.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Le Xiao, with his blood and energy bursting out, descended on the battlefield like the sun.

Le Xiao was seen flying in the air, with a half-demon, half-human martial arts image on his head.

The strange creature was half human and half snake. Its upper body was a sturdy human body, supporting Le Xiao's face, and its lower body was a snake body covered with scales. It left large pieces of lava wherever it passed.

That was Le Xiao's martial arts vision and inner manifestation.

Anyone who is in the state of inner scene, although not yet able to reach the divine treasure, can nonetheless manifest his own visions, and even manifest the inner scene externally, turning it into his own martial arts field.

At this time, the area within a hundred miles of Le Xiao seemed like scorching hot lava, and a martial arts vision appeared above Le Xiao's head, shouting loudly: "Dare to break into my Golden Flower Valley's territory, you are courting death!"

Before Le Xiao finished his words, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He looked in panic and saw that it was the white-robed swordsman surrounded by the crowd who glanced at him.

The next moment, a green streak rose from the ground, dispersing countless armored warriors.

The green silk ribbon rippled like autumn water, breaking through the air in a moment, and a sword mark that shattered the void spread between heaven and earth. The sword intent was condensed and not dispersed, and it was magnificent.

Le Xiao, who released his own pressure in the air and manifested the strange vision of martial arts, didn't even have the chance to attack. He exploded into blood mist and scattered all over the ground on the spot. Not even a single broken limb was left.

Before Le Xiao died, he only vaguely heard a voice:
"A person in the Inner Realm dares to come and die. He really has no idea what he is talking about!" (End of this chapter)