Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon.

In Jinhua Mountain, more than 3,000 monks breathed in and out, practicing their skills, removing the turbid and mixed air in their bodies bit by bit, and gradually replacing it with pure spiritual energy.

Jiang Sheng stood in front of the Cloud Palace on the top of the mountain, looking at the group of cultivators on the hillside with a calm expression, and it was unknown what he was thinking about.

Zhao Yanling stood beside Jiang Sheng, looking at the true immortal in the green crown and black robe in front of him, his eyes full of awe.

Zhao Yanling was different from those cultivators at the foot of the mountain. Jiang Sheng directly used the method of initiation to replace the mixed and turbid worldly incense spiritual energy in her body.

Now that Zhao Yanling is filled with pure spiritual energy from heaven and earth, he not only has a chance to become a Nascent Soul True Lord, but he can also give it a try to become a Divine Lord.

However, Zhao Yanling didn't think about those things at the moment. She was now on Jinhua Mountain, serving as an elder of the outer courtyard, responsible for the daily management and practice of more than 3,000 monks in Jinhua Mountain, and at the same time monitoring the precepts.

"These cultivators are really diligent. In a month or so, there should be disciples who can replace the spiritual energy around their bodies and circulate the Qi around their bodies."

"Let's get ready. Once some of this batch of monks can enter the inner gate, we will recruit another batch of monks to go into the mountain."

Hearing Jiang Sheng's words, Zhao Yanling asked cautiously, "May I ask, Master Zhenshen, what is the time limit for recruiting disciples this time?"

Jiang Sheng said: "It is limited to one year. Anyone who can come to the outside of Jinhua Mountain within one year is eligible to obtain the immortal fate."

Zhao Yanling nodded, then hurried to prepare.

Recruiting disciples is not something that can be done just like that. Various matters must be prepared, and it is a complicated matter.

Zhao Yanling didn't understand why they had to recruit a second batch in such a short time after they had just recruited a batch of disciples.

Zhao Yanling was not aware of the sense of urgency in Jiang Sheng's heart. Jiang Sheng had been feeling a little irritable these days. This kind of inexplicable whim was a warning from heaven and earth to a cultivator.

What's more, Jiang Sheng is a Taiyi celestial being who has attained the Dao Fruit, so he takes this kind of warning even more seriously.

As Zhao Yanling left, the figure of Xiangyu Immortal Lord appeared beside Jiang Sheng.

The one who appeared in Jinhua Mountain was naturally not the Immortal Lord Xiangyu himself, but a clone.

As the popularity of Xuanqing Temple grew, Jiang Sheng had given it to Xiangyu Immortal Lord. After Xiangyu Immortal Lord had accumulated enough power from the popularity of the temple, he also created an avatar to travel outside.

"My friend, we should speed up a bit."

The first thing Xiangyu Xianjun said when he saw Jiang Sheng was to urge Jiang Sheng to speed up the process.

Jiang Sheng looked at Xiang Yu Xianjun: "Did Xianjun sense anything?"

Xiang Yu Xianjun shook his head, nodded, and then said: "These days, I have been refining the Ghost God Diagram. Everything was going smoothly, but suddenly my mind was absent-minded, which caused a slight error in the refining process."

“If I hadn’t woken up and temporarily stopped refining, the Ghost God Diagram would have been useless.”

Jiang Sheng frowned slightly and realized the problem.

Xiangyu Immortal Lord is a Mahayana Immortal Lord. With the strength of his soul, even if it is just a remnant soul, he should not be in a trance when refining a magic weapon.

This can only mean that Immortal Lord Xiangyu has also sensed some problems, which is why this unexpected situation has occurred.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Sheng said, "I have already given the order to recruit the second batch of disciples as soon as possible."

"It is estimated that we will be able to recruit all the required monks within two years and train them within ten years."

Ten years is the time limit Jiang Sheng set for himself.

It stands to reason that a plan like this, which concerns the entire world, would take a hundred or even a thousand years, let alone ten years.

After all, for immortals with very long lifespans, a short ten years is nothing more than the time it takes to breathe in and out a few times. A foundation-building cultivator can go into seclusion for more than ten years, and it is common for a Nascent Soul cultivator to go into seclusion for hundreds of years.

It is a bit hasty to shorten a plan to ten years.

But both Jiang Sheng and Xiangyu Xianjun were still not satisfied with this time limit.

A strong sense of crisis enveloped the two of them.

Even though the world is peaceful now, and even though there is no rival in any direction, this sense of crisis still lingers on Jiang Sheng like a leech.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Sheng slowly said: "Immortal Lord, I have a feeling that our peaceful days are running out." Immortal Lord Xiangyu nodded: "It doesn't matter to me, but you, my friend, have just broken through and are busy running around. You don't have much time to practice quietly. It's really a pity."

Immortal Lord Xiangyu really felt it was a pity. After all, according to Jiang Sheng's qualifications and status, he could have gone into seclusion for thousands of years and then come out again when he reached the middle or even late stage of the Refined Void Realm.

But now Jiang Sheng is only in the initial stage of refining emptiness, and he has to run around everywhere, which is really too hard.

"My Lord, those who are capable should do more work. Maybe I was born to be busy. I can't rest even if I want to."

Jiang Sheng said with a smile, slowly stretched out his hand from his sleeve, reached into the air, and grabbed a maple leaf: "Jinhua Mountain has been relatively stable recently, I left a clone here to sit and preach."

"I'm just worried that there might be some bad guys causing trouble. I'd like to trouble you to keep an eye on them for me."

Xiang Yu Xianjun couldn't help but frown after hearing this: "My friend, are you going on a trip?"

Jiang Sheng nodded: "Recently, I read ancient books such as Shanhai Chronicles and heard that in the past, the world was in chaos. When the human king cut off the connection between heaven and earth, not only did the gods cut off the spiritual roots of heaven and earth, causing the sky to tilt to the northwest and the earth to sink to the southeast, but the heavenly palace also fell to the human world and sank into the East China Sea."

"I was thinking, maybe I can find some clues by going to the East China Sea."

Immortal Lord Xiangyu did not stop him. It would be best if Jiang Sheng could find something from the East China Sea.

Now that Lingyou Prefecture has been pacified, it is indeed time to take action.

On that day, a ray of green light flashed across the sky from Jinhua Mountain and then headed straight to the east.

Since the great chaos between heaven and earth, the end of the law has come on earth.

All living creatures gather on land, and there are few living creatures on the sea.

The vast East China Sea has unknowingly turned into a dead sea, with eight out of ten creatures in the sea dead.

Jiang Sheng flew over the East China Sea and looked at the dark and silent sea water, his brows furrowed deeply.

The East China Sea in this realm of mountains and seas is not clear at all. Its turbid and dead appearance looks just like muddy water flowing back from the eye of the sea, polluting the source of the sea.

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Sheng dispersed, and as streams of clear air surged, Jiang Sheng created thousands of phantoms in the blink of an eye, which flew in all directions to investigate.

As for Jiang Sheng himself, he was suspended above the sky of the East China Sea, riding on the clouds and looking at the silent and dead sea.

"If the East China Sea is like this, I think the South China Sea and the North China Sea are similar."

"The changes in the world have had a huge impact. The weight of this cause and effect is not something that even gods and immortals can bear."

"What happened at the end of the Yuanhui?"

As Jiang Sheng was thinking, a shadow suddenly brought a message, saying that some traces had been discovered.

Jiang Sheng's figure spread out and he immediately appeared in that sea area.

Many things are buried beneath the dead and turbid East China Sea. Apart from those things from this era, there are very few that have withstood the erosion of time and the erosion of the East China Sea, and have stubbornly held on to the present.

Just like what Jiang Sheng discovered at this time.

Beneath the seemingly calm surface of the East China Sea, in the turbid and dark waters, there is a ruined palace.

The palace was half-slanted and submerged in the mud of the East China Sea, with only its three-tiered eaves and a few columns visible.

As the invisible magic power swept away the mud and sand on the seabed, the ruined palace appeared intact in front of Jiang Sheng.

There was a black bird standing on the triple eaves, and auspicious dragons and clouds coiled on the mottled pillars. The steps were made of jade and the beams were made of gold and silver. The palace was dozens of feet high and more than a thousand feet wide. Even if it sank to the bottom of the sea, it still couldn't conceal the majesty of its heyday.

This is a shrine.

Even after being washed away by the long years and buried by the East China Sea, the shrine still emits a faint light, like a candle in the wind, swaying constantly.

In the dead silence and darkness at the bottom of the East China Sea, a feeling of lightlessness and loneliness surged from all directions. Jiang Sheng quietly looked at the tilted shrine in front of him and at the plaque on the shrine.

"Qi Tianchang is in the extremely auspicious and bright Purple Sky Imperial Palace." (End of this chapter)