Qingxuan Temple had sealed its mountain for two years.
The common people of Qingshan County and the gentry of Dongjun alike seemed to have gradually forgotten Qingxuan Temple's existence.
Even Cha Liangcai and Cha Liangping of Dongjun's Purple Mansion Realm Cha Family assumed Jiang Sheng might have gone away to escape trouble.
No one knew that, within Qingxuan Temple, Jiang Sheng was already preparing to open his Purple Mansion.
For seven days, Jiang Sheng sat cross-legged and regulated his breathing, neither eating nor drinking.
He was both performing the initial refinement of the Jade-Green Lotus Platform and gradually bringing his own energy into a flawless, harmonious state.
When the seven days were up, Jiang Sheng sensed the spiritual power surging through his body like a mighty river and silently began his assault on the Purple Mansion Realm.
To reach the Purple Mansion Realm, a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator used the spiritual power and vital blood of his entire body to force open the great dragon of the spine, clearing it and opening the mansion that housed the spirit between the brows.
His spiritual power circulated through his meridians in Greater Celestial Circuits, over and over, as Jiang Sheng sensed that elusive thread of opportunity.
As noon arrived and the sunlight melted the snow, inspiration suddenly dawned on Jiang Sheng.
Pure spiritual liquid turned into spiritual power and surged from his dantian, flowing upward against the current through the Purple Mansion's celestial meridian.
Jiang Sheng felt a thunderous roar resound through his sea of consciousness.
Spiritual power flooded into the great dragon of his spine and pierced through one vertebra almost effortlessly.
In an instant, the spiritual power pouring into his spine violently stretched open the celestial meridian. The pain of splitting vertebrae and tearing spinal marrow made Jiang Sheng's brows