The upper level of the Sutra Library houses the inheritance of the Foundation Establishment Realm, which is the foundation for the Xu family.

Mr. Chen flipped through it casually. Every kind of inheritance here had annotations. It could be seen that the elders of the Xu family were dedicated to conveying all their insights to the younger generations without taking detours.

“Every word in the annotations of the classics is the result of hard work, but there is no end to this road.”

Xu Tao is the head of the clan and knows the details of the Sutra Repository. He picked out a jade book, which is the most important inheritance of the Xu family.

The reason why it is valued is not because of its amazing offensive power or its brilliant principles, but because among all the classics, it is the only one that can be cultivated to the late stage of foundation building.

“Because the existing roads have been used up, if we want to go further, we have to build more roads.”

Chen Sheng glanced at the jade book, which was called "Spring Breeze Sutra", and then flipped through it from beginning to end, only to find that the principles of the technique had not yet been fully explained.

He deduced from this that the person who created the sutra back then might have intended to deduce the Spring Breeze Sutra to the level of great perfection in the foundation-building realm, but did not have enough foundation, so he had to stop, feeling a little unsatisfied.

"Senior, this is easier said than done."

Xu Tao smiled bitterly. The strongest cultivator in the clan had just reached the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm. It was extremely difficult for him to move forward one or two steps. He had no spare energy to explore the road ahead.

"Buzz"

A sense of Taoism flowed from Chen Sheng's body. His eyes fell on the jade book. Those words seemed to come alive, analyzing layer upon layer of truths.

He saw the overall idea of ​​the Spring Breeze Sutra, and there was still an unfinished road waiting to be built.

"senior……"

Xu Tao was a little surprised. He didn't know why Chen Sheng was so lively. Suddenly he thought of something and quickly shut up. His eyes fell on the jade book, revealing a hint of expectation.

"Swish, swish, swish"

Chen Sheng thought for a while and made a decision. His fingertips were glowing as he moved across the blank areas of the jade book. Words emerged one by one, emitting a faint golden glow and possessing an inexplicable Taoist charm.

He added a hundred words to a volume of a thousand words, making it complete from the perspective of a creator.

"Um?"

Afterwards, Mr. Chen read it again and felt satisfied, but also a little conflicted.

"What happened?"

Xu Tao whispered.

"This exercise is too ordinary."

Mr. Chen spoke out his inner thoughts. At this time, the Spring Breeze Sutra was a complete scripture that covered both the beginning and the end, and explained the method of cultivation to the great perfection of the foundation-building realm.

There was nothing wrong with it in terms of meaning, but it was too bland and had no characteristics. After reading it, he always felt that something was missing.

"Shua"

Finally, Chen Sheng still started working on the Spring Breeze Sutra. His energy and spirit were burning like a torch as he hammered the jade book. The words on it disappeared, and then reappeared, but they were much simpler, reduced to about 800 words, but they were extremely exquisite.

"This is the proper way, it's fair and peaceful."

He read it again, feeling satisfied, and handed the jade book to Xu Tao.

Xu Tao originally practiced the Spring Breeze Sutra, and could tell the difference between the good and the bad. He was astonished at the first sight and said, "Senior, your achievements are as great as those of nature. I admire you. The entire Xu family will also remember this great kindness."

This is a treasure that can truly be passed down from generation to generation. As long as the jade book is there, the Xu family can keep their own piece of land even if they decline.

"It's just a casual thing."

Mr. Chen looked calm. Since he was already here, he couldn't possibly let Xu Tao get nothing.

When he went to the Mo family before, he also helped to organize the Sutra Library. Compared with the complexity of that time, this time it was completed with just a few moves and without much effort.

What could Xu Tao say but to serve him more attentively.

Since this time, his position has become more and more stable. When the three powerful elders of the clan learned that the clan had a new inheritance leading to the great perfection of the foundation-building stage, their attitudes changed drastically.

Do nothing and rule by it? Have a mind of its own? Take one step and count ten steps?

These comments made Xu Tao blush, and he seriously asked the three elders to return to normal and stop bragging.

After staying at Xu's house for a day or two, Chen Sheng also said goodbye. Xu Tao felt a little regretful, but he knew that the presence of a Jindan Zhenren was already a great honor, and he could not force it. He could only see him off respectfully.

…

Time flies.

Chen Sheng has been traveling in the border areas and has not returned to his clan. Wherever he went, he left behind all kinds of magical things.

As everyone knows, his attainments in alchemy are unparalleled and unrivaled in the world. Whenever he met a diligent alchemist, he would receive a lot of guidance.

After so many years, he himself has forgotten how many people he has taught, but from time to time there are outstanding alchemists who say that they have received his guidance.

Someone in the mountains and wild places where sweet springs gushed out from the ground thought of him and said that he had left a backup plan to create treasures for the right person.

There was a madman yelling in the ruins, who later came to his senses and said that he had wiped out the entire Dao lineage with a single strike of his sword.

During the past forty years, there were so many rumors about him that some people called it the "Guangxiu Tour" era. Countless years later, Mr. Chen's name will become a symbol of a period of time.

This day.

His limelight was overshadowed, and the latest topic of conversation in teahouses and taverns was that Mo Longyun and Jiang Xianqing had made an appointment to fight on Mengshan Mountain, determined to see who was the better of them.

Many cultivators knew that these two geniuses had reached the end of their path to the Foundation Establishment Stage.

This battle is not a simple confrontation, but a life-and-death battle to burn your energy and spirit, break through the bottleneck, and achieve the golden elixir.

"Go up to Mengshan!"

In the crowd, there was a tall figure, listening attentively. When he learned that the little fellow from the past would also strive for the Golden Core Realm, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It was difficult to tell his age; he looked like a teenager, but the grey Taoist robe he wore exuded a depth that was not of this mundane world.

The man in the gray Taoist robe is Chen Sheng. He has been away from home for forty years, wandering around border areas, entrusting his energy and spirit to the heaven and earth, living a free and easy life, and his state of mind has become increasingly peaceful and calm.

It is like a pool of clear water, transparent and flawless, reflecting all the complexities in the world.

He could already foresee what was going to happen. When Mo Longyun transformed into a Jindan Zhenren, the Jindan Zhenren from the major immortal sects would most likely take action to interrupt him.

"Whoosh"

Thinking this through, Chen Sheng headed towards Shangmeng Mountain.

Mountains and rivers retreated under his feet and he crossed a hundred miles with ease. It was an extreme speed that was unimaginable.

After a day and night, he saw Shangmeng Mountain, which was lonely, steep and rugged, with sparse vegetation. The exposed rocks were gray and had a sense of hardness.

There are already many monks around who want to observe this battle and witness history.

"These two have a long history."

Mo Longyun and Jiang Xianqing are both peerless geniuses. When they are together, there is a sense of fate. Many people talk about this battle with great relish.

"Can Jiang Xianqing win this time?"

A young man dressed in a dandy manner spoke frivolously.

The battle records of these two people are obvious to all. Jiang Xianqing has never defeated Mo Longyun.

An elder cultivator made a judgment, and after arguing one by one from their family background to their cultivation background, it was still difficult to prove that Mo Longyun would definitely defeat Jiang Xianqing.

"Fifty-fifty? Jiang Xianqing has fought twice and lost both times. How can it still be fifty-fifty?"

The dandy young man disagreed and argued, but Jiang Xianqing had lost both battles and his arguments were not very convincing.

"You don't understand."

The old monk looked at the dandy young man and shook his head without saying anything. A genius like that cannot be treated with ordinary care. Every time he appears, he has a completely new attitude.

Things are changing rapidly and rapidly, and people with poor talent cannot understand them.

"Yes, in a battle of this level, it is impossible to tell the difference until the very last moment."

Mr. Chen agreed. Mo Longyun always won by a narrow margin and was simply unable to suppress his resident enemy. It was possible that Jiang Xianqing would win this time with a flash of inspiration.

"call……"

A divine wind came whistling, and the grass and trees swayed. At that moment, a handsome man in white appeared on Shangmeng Mountain. His face was like jade, and his eyes were bright. He glanced at everyone, but did not see any powerful enemy, so he waited quietly.

"Jiang Xianqing is here..."

The surroundings were suddenly silent. Even the monk who had said that he would definitely lose was silent at this moment.

The name of Renyingshu and the achievements of this genius were all earned through fighting, so one dare not brag about it in front of him.

“Buzz…”

Not long after, someone came from the horizon riding on a furnace. It was a tall figure, sitting on the alchemy furnace, with wisps of elixir energy lingering around him, making him look like an innate divine being.

"The young man is a genius, like pearls and jade, like a tortoise shell, really enviable."

Needless to say, everyone knew that Mo Longyun from the Guangxiu Immortal Sect had arrived. This genius had been practicing under the tutelage of Patriarch Chen Sheng since he was a child. He was also well versed in alchemy and had a very handsome demeanor.

They glanced at Mo Longyun, who was sitting on the alchemy furnace, looking elegant and serene, and then looked at Jiang Xianqing, who was standing upright, dressed in white and as god-like as a god. Both of them were brilliant and dazzling young geniuses, overshadowing the rest of us, the ordinary people.

"I'm afraid it will be more than that. After today's battle, if someone can take that step, it will be like the sun in the sky, shining brightly on the border for eight hundred years."

Someone spoke out a fact, and even the dandy young man who had been laughing before fell silent. Rumors are always biased. Only after seeing the real person did he realize how ridiculous his words were.

There have always been differences between people. Some are as bright as the sun, while others are ignorant and fearless.

Go up Mengshan.

"Fellow Daoist, you are still as charming as ever."

Mo Longyun looked at Jiang Xianqing. Over the years, this old enemy's cultivation progress had not stopped at all and he was still strong and extraordinary.

"I thought you were going to laugh at me."

Jiang Xianqing returned the greeting and then mentioned that the last time the two of them fought, Mo Longyun's words "loser" hit him in the lungs, but they were not as gentle as today.

"All those methods I used before were to disturb your state of mind."

Mo Longyun chuckled and spoke truthfully.

Hearing this, Jiang Xianqing was not happy, but his face turned dark. Last time he was not sure, so he spoke in a defiance manner. This time he was gentle, which meant he had full confidence.

"Very well, you better shut up."

Jiang Xianqing has never been afraid of any enemy in his life. If Mo Longyun dares to offend him, he will definitely fight back.

"boom"

Jiang Xianqing pushed his hand, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth surged, as if an invisible giant hand was adding fuel to the flames in the vast ocean. His will, carrying tremendous inspiration, slapped towards Mo Longyun.

"clang"

Mo Longyun's response was simple. He flipped his hand, grasped the sword, and then chopped it down with a clean and decisive move.

The sword light was cold, like a beam of moonlight, shining on the ocean of spiritual energy and tearing it apart from the inside out.

He was even more angry. He moved his feet, and with the unstable spiritual energy on both sides, he passed through and slashed at Jiang Xianqing with a sword.

Jiang Xianqing had a calm expression and did not back down. He wielded a huge black gun, tumbling left and right like a black dragon, extinguishing one sword light after another and fighting with Mo Longyun.

“Boom…”

On top of Shangmeng Mountain, the spiritual energy was boiling violently, the mountains were shaking, and the sound echoing in the empty valley was extremely loud, like waves hitting the sky.

The broken and messy sword light and the sharp edge of the spear were like the sky flowing away and the twinkling cold stars, which made people tremble with fear and dared not speak.

"Congeal!"

Jiang Xianqing practiced his skills, and his whole body was glowing with brilliance. He was full of energy and seemed to have become extremely tall in an instant, like a god born of nature, possessing immense power.

He pointed his finger, and the rolling spiritual energy mixed with a trace of his Taoist rhyme condensed into a mountain, high enough to reach the sky, and rushed towards Mo Longyun to kill him.

"boom"

The Qingmu Huoyao Power in Mo Longyun's body was turning, and green and red colors were flowing in his eyes, like two burning flames. He stretched out one hand, and the heaven and earth were churning, and were filled with a fiery meaning.

It was as if there was an unknown divine fire that burned the empty sky, and finally condensed into a giant hand, which grabbed the sacred mountain that was coming, and crushed it into pieces.

"The aura was overwhelming, like the sun and the moon competing for brilliance."

The peak fighting spirit of the Foundation Establishment Realm Great Perfection, as well as that kind of unparalleled arrogance, raged across the sky, like the collision of two pure energies of heaven and earth.

Those who watched the battle felt a sense of insignificance, as if they were mortals caught in a natural disaster and could only go with the flow, unable to control their own destiny.

"That kind of vigor and recklessness can only be possessed by a genius."

The masters of the older generation all shook their heads. Even though they had reached a high level and had honed their magic power to the extreme, their aura had long since become dull and they no longer had that kind of arrogance and dominance.

Youth is also an important asset on the road of spiritual practice. Once you miss it, it will never come back.

“These two people both have the appearance of golden elixir.”

Mr. Chen said.

Whether in terms of spirit, energy, or cultivation level, Mo Longyun and Jiang Xianqing have both reached the limit of the great perfection of the foundation-building realm.

As long as the two of them could catch a glimpse of inspiration or opportunity during the fierce battle, they would be able to immediately glimpse into the Jindan realm and charge in at one go.

"That's not enough. Only by fighting to the utmost in the endless blood and fire can we escape."

Jiang Xianqing held the gun and stood in the storm, feeling the boiling magic power in his body and the active spirit, with a blazing light bursting out of his eyes.

His fighting spirit continued to rise, and he was eager to break through to the great perfection of the foundation-building stage and step into a more vast realm.

"Very good, I will accompany you to the end."

Influenced by this, Mo Longyun needed to emit a stronger aura to fight against his old enemy, but he did not feel depressed at all and was still full of fighting spirit.

The goal of the two men is the same, which is to stimulate their potential and rush into the golden elixir realm in a bloody fight.

(End of this chapter)