Breathe in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and receive the essence of the sun and moon.
In Jinhua Mountain, more than 3,000 monks each breathed in and out, running their exercises to remove the turbid air from their bodies bit by bit, 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 monks at the foot of the mountainside with an indifferent expression, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Zhao Yanling stood beside Jiang Sheng, looking at the true immortal in green crown and black robes in front of him, his eyes full of awe.
Zhao Yanling was different from the monks down the mountainside. Jiang Sheng directly used the initiation method to replace the mixed and turbid aura of red dust, incense and fire in her body.
Now Zhao Yanling, who is full of the pure aura of heaven and earth, has a chance not only to become the Nascent Soul Lord, but also to become a god.
But Zhao Yanling doesn't think about that right now. She is now on Jinhua Mountain, acting as the elder of the outer dean, responsible for the daily management and practice of the more than 3,000 monks in Jinhua Mountain, and at the same time supervising the precepts.
"The performance of these monks is quite diligent. In more than a month, there should be disciples who can replace the spiritual energy of the whole body and move the heaven and earth."
"Get ready, wait for this A batch of repairs If anyone among the scholars can enter the inner gate, we will recruit a group of monks into the mountain."
Hearing Jiang Sheng's words, Zhao Yanling asked cautiously: "May I ask Zhenjun, what is the time limit for recruiting disciples this time?"
Jiang Sheng said: "Within one year, anyone who can come outside Jinhua Mountain within one year will be eligible to obtain immortal fate."
Zhao Yanling nodded, and then hurriedly went to prepare.
Recruiting disciples is not just a matter of recruiting. All kinds of matters must be prepared. This is a complicated matter.
Speaking of which, Zhao Yanling did not understand why he had to recruit a second batch of disciples in such a short period of time after he had just recruited a group of disciples.
Zhao Yanling was not clear about the sense of urgency in Jiang Sheng's heart. Jiang Sheng had always been a little irritable these days. This kind of unprovoked whim was a warning to the monks.
What's more, Jiang Sheng is a Taiyi Celestial Immortal who has obtained the Dao Fruit, and he pays more and more attention to this warning.
As Zhao Yanling left, the figure of Immortal Xiangyu appeared next to Jiang Sheng.
What appeared in Jinhua Mountain was naturally not Immortal Xiangyu himself, but a clone.
As the incense of Xuanqing Temple became more and more prosperous, Jiang Sheng had given up Xuanqing Temple to Immortal Xiangyu, and after accumulating enough power of incense, Immortal Xiangyu also created a The clone is used for walking outside.
“My friend, it’s better that we speed up a little 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 Xianjun Xiangyu: "What did Xianjun sense?"
Xiangyu Xianjun shook his head, nodded again, and then said: "These days , I practiced the ghost and god painting, everything went well originally , but the sudden trance caused some mistakes in the refining. "
"If I hadn't woken up and temporarily stopped refining, the Ghost and God Picture would have been destroyed. "
Jiang. The student frowned slightly, realizing the problem.
Xiangyu Immortal Lord is a Mahayana Immortal Lord. With the strength of Mahayana Immortal Lord's soul, even if it is just a ray of remnant soul, refining a magic weapon should not cause confusion.
This can only mean that Immortal Xiangyu also sensed certain problems, which is why this undesirable situation occurred.
Thinking, Jiang Sheng said: "I have already ordered to recruit the second batch of disciples as soon as possible."
"It is estimated that within two years, we will be able to recruit all the required monks, and within ten years Cultivate them within ”
Ten years is the time limit Jiang Sheng set for himself.
It stands to reason that a plan like this that affects the entire world would take a hundred years, not to mention ten years, or even a thousand years to plan.
After all, for immortal gods with full longevity, just ten years is just a few breaths. A foundation-building monk can retreat for more than ten years, and Yuanying's real person can retreat for more than ten years. It is even more common to see hundreds of years at a time.
It would be too hasty to reduce a plan to ten years.
But neither Jiang Sheng nor Xiangyu Xianjun were satisfied with this time limit.
A strong sense of crisis enveloped the two of them.
Even though the world is peaceful now, even though there are no opponents in all directions, this sense of crisis is wrapping around Jiang Sheng like a tarsal maggot, following him like a shadow.
After a period of silence, Jiang Sheng said slowly: "Immortal Lord, I have a hunch that our time for peace is running out." Immortal Lord Xiangyu nodded: "I don't care, but Xiao My friend, not long after I broke through, I was busy going back and forth, running around, It’s a pity that I don’t have much time to practice quietly.”
Xianjun Xiangyu really felt that it was a pity. After all, according to Jiang Sheng’s qualifications and status, he could have stayed in seclusion for a thousand years. A hundred years later, he would come out of the mountain in the middle or even late stages of refining the void.
But now Jiang Sheng is only in the early stage of refining the void, so he is running around everywhere, which is really too hard.
"Immortal Lord, those who are capable work hard. Maybe I was born to be busy and I can't take any time off even if I want to."
Jiang Sheng smiled, slowly stretched out his hand from his sleeve, and looked into the void. , took a picture of a maple leaf: "Jinhua Mountain has been relatively peaceful recently. I left a clone here to preach." "
Xianjun Xiangyu couldn't help but frown after hearing this: "My little friend, are you going on a trip?"
Jiang Sheng nodded: "I have been reading ancient books such as the Chronicle of Mountains and Seas recently and heard about the world in the past. When there was great chaos and 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 also the heavenly palace fell to the human world and sank in the East China Sea.”
"I was thinking that if I went to the East China Sea to take a look, I might be able to find some clues."
Xiangyu Xianjun did not stop him. If Jiang Sheng could find something from the East China Sea, it would naturally be the best.
Now that Lingyou Prefecture has been calmed down, it is indeed time to take action.
That day, a ray of blue light swept through the sky in Jinhua Mountain, and then headed straight to the east.
Since the heaven and earth have been in chaos, the world has come to an end.
All living things mostly gather on the mainland, and there are few living things on the sea.
The vast East China Sea has unknowingly turned into a dead sea, and nine out of ten life forms in the sea have died.
Jiang Sheng flew over the East China Sea, looking at the dark sea water with no waves and silence, his brows could not help but frown deeply.
The East China Sea, which is the boundary between mountains and seas, is not clear at all. This turbid and dead appearance is like the turbid water pouring in from the eyes of the sea, polluting the source of the sea.
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Sheng's figure dispersed. As a stream of fresh air surged, Jiang Sheng divided into thousands of shadows in the blink of an eye, and flew in all directions to explore.
And Jiang Sheng himself was hanging above the sky of the East China Sea, riding on the clouds and looking at this silent sea of death.
“The East China Sea is like this, and it is almost the same as the South China Sea and the North Sea.”
“The changes in heaven and earth have a great impact. The weight of cause and effect is not something that gods and goddesses can bear.”
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"What kind of changes happened at the end of the Yuanhui in the past?"
Jiang Sheng was thinking, and a phantom suddenly sent news, and he found some traces.
As soon as Jiang Sheng's figure dispersed, he immediately appeared in that sea area.
Under the dead and turbid East China Sea, there are many things buried. Apart from those things that belong to the original society, there are still a handful of people who have withstood the erosion of the years, withstood the wear and tear of the East China Sea, and supported them tenaciously. Now.
Just like what Jiang Sheng discovered at this time.
Under the seemingly calm surface of the East China Sea, in the turbid and dark water, there is a dilapidated temple.
The palace is half-slanted and submerged in the sand of the East China Sea, with only the triple cornices and a few pillars exposed.
As the invisible magic power swept away the mud and sand on the seabed, the ruined temple appeared completely in front of Jiang Sheng.
I saw a black bird standing on the triple cornices, a dragon and auspicious clouds coiled above the mottled corridors, jade as steps, gold and silver as beams, the hall is dozens of feet high and more than a thousand feet wide, that's it. Sinking to the bottom of the sea, it still cannot conceal the majesty of its former heyday.
This is a sacred palace.
Even after long years of erosion and being buried by the East China Sea, the shrine still shines with a faint light, swaying like a candle in the wind.
On the dead and dark bottom of the East China Sea, the feeling of lightlessness and loneliness came from all directions. Jiang Sheng quietly looked at the tilted shrine in front of him and the plaque on the shrine.
"Qitian Changzheng Yuji Ruiming Zixiao Emperor Palace." (End of this chapter)