The First Sword of the Earth

Qing Yanzi took Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan to pay homage to the statue of the Patriarch.

Those who didn't know the truth, really thought that their Chunyang Sword Party had such a deep affection for the patriarch, so they kept worshiping here all the time.

Burning incense continuously, praying continuously, the power of incense will be endless.

This is indeed the case. At night, the Dao rhyme emanating from the bronze square box is already very obvious, and the box will vibrate a few times regularly. It seems that it is exactly as Wang Xiaomiao deduced. Take this box back.

Qing Yanzi was extremely excited, and the patriarch suddenly appeared, and the Taoist priest couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

Following that, some new doubts filled his mind.

If Chun Yangzi is still alive, what is the current situation? It's been 100,000 years in the endless starry sky, why didn't you choose to come back and have a look?

Is he still being hunted down by powerful enemies and cannot reveal his whereabouts, or is he afraid of being discovered the last inheritance of the heavenly court?

Or, Emperor Ziwei has led the old department of the Heavenly Court to gain a firm foothold in the endless starry sky, but no one has come back because of the busy schedule?

The finger was still emitting light slightly, but at this time its fluctuations had been covered by the bronze box itself; everyone speculated that perhaps the cause of these abnormalities was on this finger.

This woman's finger should have a great connection with Chun Yangzi...

Qing Yanzi smiled and said: "We worship day and night, the power of the incense is strong enough, maybe this box can really return to the patriarch, so what else can we do?"

"Write a letter to the Patriarch? Tell us about our current situation?" Wang Sheng smiled and gave a suggestion. He may not have seen the Master so happy for a long time.

"That's right, it makes sense," Qing Yanzi paced back and forth, and then frowned, "But in case, the teacher means in case, this thing is not summoned by the patriarch, then if we send the news out, won't we expose the truth of the earth?" situation?"

Wang Sheng pondered for a while, "This pure Yang Taoist rhyme must be correct, master...even if he is not the patriarch, he must be the inheritor of the patriarch's lineage with profound cultivation."

"It makes sense, after all, a hundred thousand years have passed outside."

Qing Yanzi pondered a few times, "That's not right, if it's not the Patriarch, why would you feel it because of the power of incense produced by our worship of the Patriarch?"

Wang Sheng also felt that what Master said was very reasonable,

Both the master and the apprentice looked up at the sculpture and the "concave" face of the patriarch, each in a daze.

Not long after, Qing Yanzi walked out of the hall to visit the three young apprentices.

Wang Sheng continued to burn incense in the hall to keep the incense burning.

The tributes on the table also changed with the time of the three meals, and Xi Lian also proposed to serve drinks.

According to the folk customs of the Great Hua Kingdom, the richer the tribute, the more likely it will be enjoyed by the gods and ancestors being worshipped.

"The Way of Incense," Wang Sheng murmured softly, and then sat cross-legged on the futon, looking up at the 'Jade Face' of his patriarch.

The first time I saw this face was in Jian Zong Jian No. 72 School, when Jian Ling Wuming demonstrated it for him.

Wang Sheng had some shocking thoughts in his heart.

Perhaps to the patriarch, the earth is just a place where he left his own inheritance, and it is not too important...

Probably so, otherwise why did the master sense the square box, but didn't communicate with their disciples and grandchildren?

Shaking his head, Wang Sheng didn't think there was anything wrong with this assumption. After all, Chunyangzi was a Taiyi Golden Immortal, and perhaps he had already achieved the status of a Daluo Golden Immortal. Liu, I'm afraid they are just stronger ants.

Then, Wang Sheng felt that the world of the earth should have a special meaning to the immortals of the heavens, after all, the little fairy world is hidden on the moon...

Yaoyun once said something that impressed Wang Sheng deeply:

After stepping into the Flying Fairyland, the biggest obstacle on his own fairy road is not his understanding and aptitude, but his own upper limit.

Where will your upper limit be?

The upper limit is really fixed, can't you break it even if you work hard the day after tomorrow?

Wang Sheng stared at the statue of Chunyangzi in a daze. It was not until the senior sister brought Chi Wen over to arrange a new tribute that he came back to his senses and got up to work together.

After three days like this, the box vibrated more and more frequently.

After discussing with the two apprentices, Qing Yanzi decided to inject enough pure yang mana into the other box after the ritual of apprenticeship had passed, to see if it could be activated and returned to his ancestor.

But then, Wang Xiaomiao raised another worry...

"The Immortal Forbidden Land seems to have only one entrance and exit," Wang Xiaomiao said, "If this square box is to fly directly from the earth, will it destroy the restriction left by the immortals? And there is a danger of exposing the earth? "

When Xiao Miao said this, the question suddenly became more serious.

Therefore, Qing Yanzi invited Huai Jing again, and called the people in charge of the door to discuss it for a long time.

The final conclusion reached was actually inconclusive, after all neither Yao Yun nor 'a certain old Buddhist monk' knew what was going on at the entrance and exit of the Immortal Forbidden Land.

After Wang Sheng thought about it, he couldn't help asking Yaoyun: "From the earth to the exit of the Immortal Forbidden Land, how long will it take to get there with my current fastest speed?"

Yao Yun thought for a while, then said: "Eight years."

Wang Sheng frowned. It took eight years just to fly over, and sixteen years to go back and forth.

"If you step into the Flying Wonderland, you will be able to fly to the exit of this Immortal Forbidden Land in about nine months, including your Chiyu Lingkong Art, come and see..."

Yao Yun's slender hand shook slightly, and the models of the earth and the solar system appeared in front of everyone, and they were in true proportion. There was a vast cosmic space between the various stars.

Then, starting from the ring of the asteroid belt, a sphere slowly closed. From the outside, there was only one dying and expanding star inside, which had already engulfed the earth, Mars and the like.

Yao Yun said: "This is an enchantment that protects this world. This enchantment can cover up the vitality fluctuations on the earth."

Then, she slid her fingers lightly, and the basketball-sized 'Earth Protection Barrier' became the size of a sesame seed, and a slightly distorted wall of light appeared around it.

"This is the entire Immortal Forbidden Land," Yao Yun tapped his finger lightly, "We have done investigations, and the core of the entire Immortal Forbidden Land is..."

"The sun?" Daoist Wang rushed to answer.

"No, it's this world."

"This Immortal Forbidden Land is very empty. After breaking into this place, even the Da Luo Jinxian cannot break the change of the flow rate of time here," Yao Yun said, "In the eyes of the monks, this kind of weird area is regarded as an unknown place. , I don't know why it exists.

In other words, even if the layout at the entrance of the Immortal Forbidden Land was broken, no immortal would be willing to enter this place to investigate.

After all, if you spend decades here, tens of thousands of years will pass after you leave..."

Huai Jing sighed with emotion, "What the fairy said is right, and even if someone enters this place by mistake, they will feel a tearing force, and they will clearly notice that the flow of time is slowing down, so they will leave on their own accord."

Wang Xiaomiao hesitated to speak, while Qing Yanzi and Wang Sheng were both pensive.

If this matter only involves their Chunyang Sword Sect family, then the Patriarch wants to recall the bronze box and return it directly to the Patriarch.

But if it comes to the safety of the earth...

"Actually, I just thought of a small question," Wang Xiaomiao asked weakly, "Master, when the Celestial Immortals escaped from the siege, did they discover this forbidden place by accident, or did they flee here consciously? "

Yao Yun was obviously taken aback, then lowered his head in thought, shook his head slowly after a while, but did not answer his apprentice's question.

For a while, the change of the bronze box made everyone fall into thinking again.

Xi Lian yawned a bit coquettishly, and said: "It's a blessing, not a curse. A disaster can't be avoided, and it's useless for us to hesitate... Master, I'm going back to play games, call me if you need anything."

"Elder Xi, please," Qing Yanzi replied with a smile, and the startled monk obviously wanted to visit the attic of the eldest sister, but he didn't have the nerve to say it.

After all, this is a female benefactor, and she is still a monk.

Difficulties are doubts, hesitation is hesitation, the day of the new disciple's initiation has arrived without any haste, more than a dozen Taoist priests and the parents of the three young disciples came from all over the world, at home and abroad, and gathered in the Chunyang Sword Sect.

Qing Yanzi ordered that no thinking about the bronze square box is allowed today, and placed the square box right in front of the stone statue of the patriarch.

This is the 'foundation' of their Chunyang Sword Sect, although the content of the foundation is a letter and a finger;

In fact, there was originally a storage magic weapon in the box, which was taken out by Qing Yanzi early on, and there were only some spirit stones and a stone slab with the "Seven Star Sword Formation" in it.

The Sword Sect was full of joy inside and outside, and the disciples and servants were also very diligent, and prepared all kinds of utensils for the ceremony early.

At noon, among the witnesses of dozens of monks and mortals in the hall, three disciples wearing small Taoist robes entered the hall one after another according to their rank in the door.

It is still Jingyun who is in charge of hosting this teacher apprenticeship ceremony, after all, he is the deputy sect master and the chief steward of the sword sect.

The three of them knelt in front of Qing Yanzi, who held a wooden sword and gave them precepts, telling them the principles of cultivating the Tao and being a human being.

This scene reminded Wang Sheng of his apprenticeship in his heart.

The steps of apprenticeship were carried out step by step. After the three young apprentices served tea one by one, they kowtowed to Qing Yanzi. The last step was to worship the ancestor master together under the leadership of Qing Yanzi.

This is to inform the patriarch that he has three more 'successors'.

However, an accident happened at this time...

After Master Qing Yanzi and Senior Sister Mu Wanxuan burned incense, there was a slight fluctuation on the stone statue, as if the eyes were a little brighter.

The members of the Chunyang Sword Sect who had been a little nervous for the past few days discovered this strangeness almost at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, the corner of the stone statue's mouth seemed to be a little more curved.

Wang Sheng was stunned for a moment, and Qing Yanzi immediately said, "Xiao Sheng, burn the incense!"

"yes."

At that moment, Daoist Wang didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately stepped forward, put the three sticks of incense in his hand into the incense burner, and then bowed his head to worship.

In the stone statue, there was a sound of "Huh" that seemed to be there!

Qingyanzi urged: "Xiao Lin, offer incense."

"Oh..." Wei Lin, who was just eight and a half years old, stepped forward a little nervously, tiptoed, put three sticks of incense in the incense burner, and quickly kowtowed to the patriarch.

There seemed to be a slight laughter in the stone statue again, and a Dao rhyme flowed, all the monks present stared wide-eyed, they seemed to hear someone saying something in their hearts with an old tune!

But before they realized what the words were, the bronze box placed at the foot of the patriarch stone statue suddenly burst into light, and slowly floated up. Palace gate!

"Little Sheng!"

Qingyanzi subconsciously shouted, and as soon as Qingyanzi spoke, Wang Sheng rushed out, and his figure directly turned into a ball of golden light outside the hall!

The three-legged golden crow raised its head and screamed loudly, followed by breaking through the sky, chasing the bronze box, and quickly disappeared into the sky!

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