The First Sword of the Earth

Going to the God of Medicine Valley, there are naturally dried herbs everywhere, and the most discussed by the disciples is how to make alchemy and compound medicine;

Going to Longhu Mountain, there are talisman papers hanging to dry everywhere, and I can hear many Taoist priests explaining to young Taoists how to draw this talisman and how to hold a brush.

But when I came to Jianzong, there were drying clothes everywhere...socks, Taoist robes, training clothes...

There is no way, the monks in the God-gathering state sweat too much during sword practice, and they have to follow the rules in the sect, and they can't dress too casually, unlike when Wang Sheng was a little lower in the past, he could wear big pants, Small vest, practiced in the cold winter and the hot summer.

Not to mention anything else, these familiar smells made Wang Sheng immediately feel a strong atmosphere of sword cultivation.

On the night of his arrival, Wang Sheng was summoned by several Taoist masters and more than a dozen Taoist priests to a somewhat old hall. In the hall, a tablet of Sanqing was enshrined, and in front of the tablet was a broken five-meter-long stone sword.

A dozen or so futons were laid out, and more than a dozen Taoist priests who had not retreated from the Sword Sect took their seats in order of seniority, but Fei Lianzi was in the later position.

The disciples could only look in from the outside of the hall, not daring to make a sound, they were all looking at Wang Sheng curiously.

Just as Wang Sheng sat down, a Daoist suddenly looked at Wang Sheng, a fierce aura surged from the old man's body, and there was an endless sound of swords around him!

Two strands of sword intent suddenly appeared in Wang Sheng's body, one was sharp and the other was continuous, one contained the principle of the change of the sky, and the other seemed to be all-encompassing, and all principles were contained in it.

Fei Lianzi smiled complacently, and a group of Taoist priests stared at him, all kinds of dialects and local accents came out.

"Hiss! There are really two sword intents!"

"You are so young! How can you take care of the two swordsmanship with such a big gap!"

"It only takes a few years to practice a set of swordsmanship to the state of no moves. How can it be possible to practice two swordsmanship at the same time?"

Fei Lianzi raised his hand in an inscrutable way, and the surroundings immediately became quiet.

A Daoist glared at him, and the round-faced Daoist shrank his neck and laughed, "Let's let Feiyu talk."

"These two sword intents were taught by a master in Wudang Mountain," Wang Sheng said with a smile, "I didn't realize them on my own."

The Taoists of Jianzong felt relieved.

A Taoist master frowned and asked: "If you want to impart sword intent, you must have a very high level of swordsmanship. Is that Taoist master Yuanpu real?"

"It's Master Yuanpu."

"It turns out that in the early years, Pindao had 12 days of sword discussions with Master Yuan Pu, but he lost one or two moves. He never thought that Master Yuan Pu had such a sense of swordsmanship that he could pass on the meaning of the sword to others."

Recalling the situation that day, Wang Sheng also felt a burst of emotion.

Elder Jianzong laughed and said, "Teaching the sword intent is not something that can only be done by the imparter at a high level. At that time, Taoist Feiyu should have understood a sword intent before he could directly impart the sword intent."

"No matter how much we talk about, it's better to let Daoist Feiyu show off his sword skills, so that we can have a good idea... I wonder if Daoist Feiyu would mind?"

Wang Sheng tried his best to maintain a calm and peaceful state of mind, nodded solemnly, and slowly got up.

Showing his sword in front of so many kendo masters, Wang Sheng was indeed a little apprehensive at this time.

Fei Lianzi smiled and said, "Feiyu, you and I might as well do the third match, and it will be a winner."

Naturally, Fei Lianzi saw that Wang Sheng couldn't let go, so he took the initiative to stand up.

Wang Sheng nodded and smiled, and the two stood facing each other in the hall, each holding a long sword.

Why did you draw your sword?

The master's words were still in his ears, and at this time it was just a discussion, not a fight with others, but Wang Sheng still couldn't help asking himself, and gave himself an answer in his heart.

In order to prove that I have the strength to be able to enter the 'Sword Seventy-Two', if I have the opportunity to help Jianzong get back the sword control technique, I also have the ability to fight for that opportunity.

The bottom of my heart suddenly became more at ease, my thoughts were clear, and my eyes were clear.

Then he smiled casually, unsheathed the sword that Yan Zhengnan had borrowed from Cheng in his hand, and swung the Seven Star Sword out, Wang Sheng and Fei Lianzi fought in the hall.

Wang Sheng just made a move, and the elders of the Sword Sect in the hall had their eyes lit up;

And when Wang Sheng and Fei Lianzi had mastered hundreds of moves with the sword, the Seven Stars Sword Formation, Seven Stars Sword Technique, and Liangyi Sword Intent, all the young disciples outside the hall looked like Li Gufeng and Ziling back then.

Dumbfounded.

Those inside and outside the hall tonight are all people who know swords, understand swords, and practice swords. Although Fei Lianzi's cultivation is not the highest in the Jianzong sect, his realm and swordsmanship are first-class.

Although Fei Lianzi didn't go all out at this time, he used 80 to 90% of his ten successes; Wang Sheng naturally didn't use any killing moves, the two sides exchanged moves, just to show Wang Sheng's state of swordsmanship.

Look at this young sword practiced sword dance—

The back of the Hunyuan scarf is unfurled, and the breeze follows the outside of the Taoist robe, and the reflection of the sword passes by, and the slanted eyebrows and star eyes are full of spirit.

For a moment, I don't know how many female disciples of Jianzong stopped their eyes on this figure, and I don't know how many male disciples admired it softly.

Look at that middle-aged Taoist priest accompanying him with a sword——

Swordsmanship can be said to be quite solid.

After the sword was finished, Wang Sheng stood with the sword in his hand, Fei Lianzi returned to his seat with a smile, and the three Taoist masters of the Sword Sect communicated with each other, and they had already made a decision.

"Feiyu, sit down and talk."

Wang Sheng put the long sword back into its sheath and sat on the last futon.

A Taoist master sighed first, then got up, walked two steps forward slowly, and said: "I am the third sect of the sword sect, and the sword pavilion has been guarding the sword tomb for thousands of years, but this skill cannot resist the loss of swordsmanship.

Now the exercises that my disciples of the Sword Sect are practicing are for the purpose of controlling swordsmanship, and none of the spells that I practice can match the exercises.

How painful it is, how sad!

Fortunately, there is still a glimmer of life for my sword sect, that is, in the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain, the "Seventy-Two Swords of the Imperial Sword" still has the complete Dao inheritance of the sword sect, and today there is a Wudang swordsman Wang Feiyu who is willing to sword for me Zong shot, get back the lifeline of my Jianzong!

No matter what the result is, all of Jianzong owes Feiyu a kindness! "

Just as Wang Sheng wanted to get up to answer, he saw Fei Lianzi secretly gesturing to him, signaling him to just listen, so he could only sit there obediently.

The intention of this Taoist master to say these words is actually to give an explanation to the disciples in the sect, and there have been several times like this before.

However, the previous few times were all said before the trial cave in the back mountain, but this time it is obviously different.

Moreover, after the Taoist finished speaking, his voice changed, and he said: "But in the seventy-two trial caves of the sword, the place where the sword control technique is stored is quite deep, it should be on the seventh floor, which is the fifty-fifth floor. Closed to the sixty-three levels.

Seven people have tried to enter this place before, and the person who went the farthest only reached the forty-second floor.

Feiyu, it's not that we don't trust your swordsmanship, it's that the seventy-two swords set up by the predecessors are too difficult. "

Wang Sheng stood up and said, "Feiyu is willing to give it a try."

"The meaning of poverty is whether you can practice in our sword sect for one to two months. I will call all the masters of our sword sect to polish your sword intent for you according to the situation in the trial ground.

Moreover, my Sword Sect also has a few secret methods that can help you to further improve your swordsmanship and cultivation, so you can be more confident.

Feiyu, can you delay the closing of Jianmen for a month or two? "

Wang Sheng was a little hesitant in his heart. His master ordered him to go back to Wudang Mountain for retreat. If he stayed in Jianzong for too long...

Fei Lianzi laughed and said, "Hey, anyway, you were fined to go back to Wudang Mountain for retreat, so it's the same for retreat here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several priests spoke one after another:

"Feiyu Daoist, please help us Jianzong."

"My Jianzong is willing to refer all the exercises and spells to the non-yu Taoist priest. The pills and formations in my Jianzong Pavilion can be used by the non-yu Taoist priest at will."

"Please also ask Fei Yu Nian to help us get back the sword control technique as soon as possible, for the sake of sword cultivation is not easy."

Wang Sheng cupped his hands immediately, and said: "This junior agrees for the time being, how about a three-month period, if this junior can't help the Sword Sect get back the Sword Controlling Technique within three months, I don't have the face to stay here for a long time."

"good!"

The Dao Master in front of Wang Sheng laughed a few times, and slapped Wang Sheng on the shoulder, and all the Dao Priests looked at each other and smiled.

Rengui has self-knowledge, Wang Sheng just said to go to the cave for a try, but he didn't agree.

He didn't think that he would be much better than the other young sword repairmen invited by Jianzong, and he had two sword intents, which was also benefited by Yuanpu Zhenren.

Next, the masters of the Sword Sect will come to sharpen his sword intent for him, mostly in the form of sparring.

Wang Sheng felt that this process would improve him even more.

The residence that Jianzong arranged for Wang Sheng was considered to be the location with the best scenery in Jianzong—an attic on the edge of a cliff.

Why did I draw my sword in the future?

In the middle of the night, Wang Sheng lay on the rattan bed, leaning on the pillows and quilts brought by several female disciples just now, thinking about the admonitions Master gave him.

Before I make a decision in the future, I have to ask myself...

This time I came to help, not to fight with others, and there would not be too much risk. It was a win-win for him and Jianzong, so there was no need to be too hard on yourself.

Opening the alloy window, the mountain wind blows in. Wang Sheng gazed at the starry sky and the mountains for a while, then moved a chair and meditated by the window.

Unknowingly enter meditation, without distracting thoughts, feel the shape and meaning of the Tao, and experience the spirit contained in the mountains and rivers here.

Suddenly, he felt that the vitality between the heaven and the earth was a little hotter, and a ray of sunlight happened to shine on his eyelids. Wang Sheng opened his eyes, looked at the sun farther away from the mountains, and felt extremely comfortable in his heart.

But soon, his eyes were attracted by a place where the golden light shone, and in a blur, he actually saw the top of a main hall among the mountains. At this time, the top of the hall was shrouded in golden light.

In the golden light, suddenly a sitting Buddha slowly solidified, and there were bursts of Zen sounds in the world...