Chapter 248: Heavenly Monarch of Formation
The Eastern Region, the exquisite Taoist land.

The vast mountain range is dotted with palaces, releasing nine-colored mysterious light, resembling a fairyland, not much different from the imperial city of the Emperor’s Dynasty.

Linglong Taoist Palace, the main body of the palace is made of ice-domain fairy gold, supplemented by various precious materials. It is only half a step away from being transformed into a fairy-level fairy weapon. It will only be opened when the most distinguished guests of Linglong Taoist land visit.

The banquet was filled with beautiful ladies, and many true immortals and saints toasted each other and celebrated.

As the banquet was coming to an end, Qin Jiang gently raised the wine cup in his hand and said, “My Lord, I would like to borrow your sect’s book on formations to take a look.”

Linglong Immortal Lord also raised his cup to pay respects from afar, “Of course, Immortal Lord, you can read it at your leisure.”

She had thought of this a long time ago. With the formation set up by Yuan Yang, even a formation master would find it difficult to enter, let alone quietly.

It can be seen that Qin Jiang’s attainments in the art of formations are even higher than Yuan Yang’s, and are not inferior to some veteran masters of the art of formations.

After the banquet, Qin Jiang came to the Sutra Library under the guidance of a real fairy official.

“My Lord, your permissions have been set. You can read all the books, not just the secret books on formations.” The female official said with a smile.

“It’s troublesome.”

“Your Excellency is too polite. I will take my leave.”

After she left, Qin Jiang walked into the Sutra Library. The interior was in a spiral shape, with endless books on each floor.

Even with the energy of a true god, it would take a hundred years to finish reading this number of books.

Without stopping, he headed straight for the formation area.

After arriving, he finished looking through the lower layers with just a thought.

Then he picked up a secret book on formations placed at the highest place, “Nine Solutions of Time and Space”.

This is the legacy of a formation master from ancient times, but unfortunately only half of it remains.

As for the remaining half, even the Lord of Formation could not keep it.

That involves the realm of the Immortal King’s great secrets, and the mysterious power will erase this information from heaven and earth.

Unless this Lord of Formation is willing to sacrifice his own life and solidify it using the method of solidifying the Immortal King Sutra, it can be passed down to the world.

But it is obvious that when the person wrote “Nine Solutions to Time and Space”, he was already in his twilight years and was unable to solidify it.

After flipping through it, he picked up other books and looked through them.

What is improved by the formation branch in the potential panel is actually the understanding of the innate formation patterns.

These books are the valuable experience accumulated by generations of formation masters.

Compared with the simple innate formation patterns, these acquired formation patterns can be said to have taken the art of formation to a whole new level.

If the innate formation pattern is the simplicity of the great way, then the acquired formation pattern is the pinnacle of skill.

The unification of the innate and the acquired is the smooth road leading to the Heavenly Lord of Formation.

Not long after, Qin Jiang also read other books, not limited to martial arts and so on.

He didn’t know how much time had passed, but after reading all the books, he couldn’t help but feel a little dizzy.

When he reached the top floor, the breeze from outside the Sutra Library brushed across his face, making him more sober.

Looking at the panel,

[Zhandao: Zhendao Zongsheng (12000/100000)]

[Potential Points: 145206.1]

Without hesitation, he invested 100,000 potential points into the formation.

[Zhandao Zongsheng (12000/100000), Potential Points +100000]

[Zhandao Tianjun (12000/500000)]

[Potential Points: 45206.1]

Silver light shot up into the sky, illuminating the darkness and making the moon seem dim.

At the observatory, Linglong Immortal Lord looked back in surprise, and saw the silver beam of light with her beautiful eyes filled with surprise.

In Luotian Pavilion, a young Taoist in a Bagua robe stood up and muttered to himself, “Zhen Dao. Tianjun.”

He looked at the Bagua plate in his hand, his eyes full of confusion.

Shouldn’t it be? The formation laws of this era should not be enough to give birth to a formation master.

The Bagua plate in his hand turned, and dots of orange light sprinkled.

“Cough cough!” The man in the Bagua robe spat out a mouthful of blood on the Bagua plate, with a look of panic in his eyes.

I can’t see through it. I can’t see through it at all!
He looked unwillingly in the direction of Linglong Daotu and took out a jade book from his arms. This was the Immortal King Sutra of Luotian Pavilion.

It is also the only Taoist weapon of the Immortal King in the world.

The jade book was suspended in the air, and the young Taoist priest made rare hand seals and chanted incantations. Circles of mysterious light dropped down and surrounded the jade book.

After a few breaths, the young Taoist suddenly opened his eyes and tried to retreat in panic.

But before he could take a step back, a pure white sky appeared out of nowhere and fell on the Immortal King Sutra, creating a crack in the jade book.

“puff!”

Attracted by the opportunity, the young Taoist spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath became a little weak.

He gasped heavily and took back the jade book tremblingly. Although the crack was terrible, it was still slowly repairing.

But judging from the speed, it will take at least a hundred years.

He looked in the direction of Linglong Daotu, breathing heavily, his eyes somewhat dim.

He didn’t understand who this Heavenly Lord was and why the backlash was so powerful just by deducing it!
In a secret room of black ice in the land of Taiyin, Immortal Lord Taiyin was refining the Nine-Light Star Core in his hand.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes abruptly, the Lord of Formation!
This aura is Qin Xianjun?! He has become the Heavenly Lord of Array Dao?!
She had felt Qin Jiang’s aura outside the Nine Lights Immortal King’s ruins and would never make a mistake.

But, but isn’t this guy’s martial arts amazing? How come he can’t even do battle?
Ah~ I’m so angry!

She looked at the Nine Star Core in her hand with gritted teeth, wanting to smash it but unable to do so.

“Humph!”

I am just the Heavenly Monarch of Formation Dao! When I achieve the body of an Immortal King, it won’t be any different!
In the Imperial Dynasty, the Emperor and the Imperial Master were playing chess, and they were evenly matched on the chessboard.

“Haha, this Immortal Qin really gave me a big surprise.”

A Heavenly Lord of Formation, even in the era of Immortal King, is treated as a guest of honor and can have equal conversations with the Immortal King.

If Zhendao Tianjun is given time to prepare, he can exert power that surpasses that of the Immortal King.

This kind of power is invincible in the world today.

“Yes, if Qin Xianjun, oh, no, Qin Tianjun is willing to take action, the possibility of success will increase a lot.” The Imperial Master smiled.

Linglong Dao Tuzang Sutra Pavilion.

After the catastrophe was over, Qin Jiang sat cross-legged, adjusted his breath for a moment, then slightly opened his eyes. The mysterious innate formation pattern slowly disappeared in his eyes.

Looking around, countless transparent threads spread out in all directions with him as the center.

Most of them are white, some are red and purple, and the golden ones are the rarest, with only a dozen or so.

He followed one of the senses and the figure of Linglong Immortal Lord appeared in his eyes with a smile on his face. The waves of his thoughts spread along the golden thread.

‘Congratulations to Qin Tianjun for achieving the title of Tianjun.’

On the other hand, he saw a young Taoist priest, who bowed towards him with a somewhat confused aura.

In addition to these, there are also the statues at the bottom of the Xuanwu River, the corpse of the Immortal King in the Jiuyao Immortal King ruins, the Dahei Mountain, and the Haiyuan. Each one is related to the Immortal King.

Looking at the last one, the one who appeared in his eyes was the Emperor Ancestor.

“Daoyou, the Immortal King has revived and is waiting for you.”

All the threads gradually dissipated, Qin Jiang clenched his hands slightly, is it the cause and effect line?

Half a month later, in a mountain villa somewhere in Linglong Daotu, Qin Jiang, who was flipping through a book on formations, suddenly looked up.

Looking towards the Linglong Fairy Palace, that is the place where Linglong Taoist usually preaches. Today happens to be the annual Linglong Dharma Assembly, and the Linglong Fairy Lord personally preaches.

However, an ‘uninvited guest’ came today.

The exquisite fairy palace, with misty clouds as its foundation, looks like a palace floating above the clouds.

Linglong Immortal Lord sat in the main seat, and other saints and true immortals in the Taoist land were seated on the left and right below him.

Further behind stood many true gods of the new generation and several contemporary saint-level geniuses.

The pressure released by these geniuses is at the peak of the eighth level of divine martial arts, surpassing the ordinary saint level and only half a step away from becoming a true god.

In the glittering and colorful hall, there was an uncoordinated figure sitting in front of the hall, holding a magic stick in his hand.

“Linglong Daozun, the Qingyun Holy Land is your Eastern Region’s holy land, you can’t just ignore it!”

(End of this chapter)