The First Sword of the Earth

After the void, the starlight swayed, and the Yuanshen shuttled through the boundless stars again. When Wang Sheng came back to his senses, the ancient battlefield flashed by, and the Yuanshen fell into a cloud of mist.

Return to yourself, return to Tianfu.

came back?

Wang Sheng opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were a little dull, and the situation carried by the primordial spirit quickly returned to Tianfu and Taoist body.

The primordial spirit came out of the body, saw Emperor Ziwei, wandered in the chaos, saw the long river transformed into virtual spirits and true spirits, and saw a green lotus, biting off a small section of its rhizome...

All kinds of situations come to my mind, and the picture is sometimes clear and sometimes blurred, as if in a dream.

Subconsciously, he raised his hand to touch his cheek, but unexpectedly, his face was already full of beards.

He opened his mouth to murmur, but his voice was a little hoarse.

"How long……"

For twenty-eight years, such an answer came to my mind; twenty-eight 'earth' years have passed since I closed myself to death.

He breathed a sigh of relief, he did not go to pick up Yaoyun, it was just twenty-eight years ago.

After calming down, Wang Sheng didn't care about other things, and quickly looked inside his own soul, only to see that the soul was exuding colorful rays of light, and the seven-colored light that he swallowed was slowly flowing out of the soul, turning into a ribbon, like a galaxy Like a spiral arm, it slowly merged into the clouds and mist in Tianfu.

The chaotic light quickly turned into a pool of water, quietly waiting for Wang Sheng to use it.

But the half of the 'lotus root' held by Yuanshen disappeared strangely at this moment.

After frantically searching for half a circle in his body, Wang Sheng immediately found the half of the rhizome floating up and down in the air-sea cyclone, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

After that, Wang Sheng calmed down, and at the same time began to comprehend the immortality of the true spirit and the shadow of Qinglian.

At this time, the barriers of the real fairyland were gone, and Wang Sheng's aura rose rapidly, and he took a step forward "of course".

Immortal light boiled in the sea of ​​qi, and starlight floated everywhere on the Taoist body, and a golden palace appeared again in the clouds and mists of Tianfu. In the main hall, a statue with the same face as Wang Sheng slowly condensed.

Waiting for the moment when the statue is condensed,

The immortal power in Wang Sheng's body made continuous explosions, and the immortal power in his body was completing a rapid and orderly transformation.

In the milky white Pure Yang Immortal Art, there is a bit of blue in the milky white.

I heard the thunder in Wang Sheng's body, and I saw the light flashing everywhere in this quiet room; outside the formation wrapped in the attic and small courtyard, the vitality of heaven and earth was directed towards this place from all over the Xinghai Gate, turning into colorful The vortex poured directly into the formation below and poured into the quiet room in the attic.

Thirty-six cyclones appeared around Wang Sheng's body, absorbing all the incoming vitality to help his immortal power complete the advancement.

But these were just Wang Sheng's subconscious actions. Almost all of his mind was immersed in the picture of the green lotus.

Shun Er is natural, coincides with the Dao; the source is endless, and it has its own surplus and deficiency.

The movement of Wang Sheng breaking through the real immortals lasted for a whole month. Fortunately, Xinghai Gate's Great Gathering Spirit Formation was quite powerful, and there were no real immortals or celestial beings who needed to break through at the same time, so the vitality was continuously absorbed by him.

One month later, there was lightning and thunder on the attic, followed by bursts of celestial music.

Just as many disciples came to congratulate Elder Pi who had broken through the barrier of true immortals after 28 years of retreat, they found that it was quiet in the attic, and Elder Pi had no intention of going out.

The retreat is still going on.

It stands to reason that after breaking through to a true immortal, most of them will exhaust their previous accumulation of insights, but it is rare to have new insights after breaking through, but it does happen.

The disciples could only retreat separately.

After twenty-eight years of seclusion to break through to the real fairy, this speed is actually not amazing; but Wang Sheng, a sword cultivator who has comprehended the heart sword, stepped into the real fairyland, which is a small improvement for the overall strength of Xinghaimen.

This is a happy event, and indeed should be celebrated.

However, Li Chang, the deputy head, quickly ordered that the disciples of the disciples were not allowed to discuss this matter outside.

Mu Xiuyu will be destroyed by Lin Feng, and Xinghaimen already intends to protect Wang Sheng at this time, hoping that Wang Sheng can grow up in a low-key manner and become a great help for Xinghaimen.

However, there is no impenetrable wall in the world, especially Xinghaimen...

The news quickly spread that the young elder Pikachu of Xinghaimen who "fighted against Li Tianyao, the young leader of Tianfengmen in Yuanxianland", officially entered the real fairyland.

All of a sudden, under the impetus of people with good intentions, all kinds of rumors were clamoring.

What's "Pikachu is about to fight Li Tianyao", "The head of Xinghaimen betrothed his daughter to Pikachu", "Joining Xinghaimen can get Pikachu to teach swordsmanship" and so on...

These rumors naturally reached the reclusive three-person women's team in Xinghai City... Cough, the ears of the three men's team in women's clothes.

When they got this news, the three people's first reaction was naturally joy. After all, they have not been able to get in touch with Wang Sheng for 28 consecutive years, and they also know that Wang Sheng is retreating to attack the real fairyland.

Then, Shi Qianzhang ran into the yard and yelled to the sky:

"Are you so immortal? Beer! Brother Sheng Beer!"

Huai Jing and Liu Yunzhi both sensed the 'danger' in these rumors.

"Compared to Tianfengmen, Xinghaimen's strength is far inferior. Last time, Feiyu also mentioned that the upper and lower levels of Xinghaimen are actually under great pressure." Liu Yunzhi frowned, "Feyu wants Xinghaimen to have a dispute with Tianfengmen. ?"

"Amitabha, I don't think so, this doesn't seem like a non-verbal temper."

With a startled expression on his face, he said, "Feiyu probably wouldn't plan Xinghaimen like this, as long as Feiyu keeps improving and gains more right to speak in Xinghaimen, the backdoor plan can be implemented smoothly.

On the contrary, if Feiyu wants to use schemes and schemes, it must provoke a war between Fenglimen and Tianfengmen, so that Xinghaimen can recuperate and accumulate strength.

This is in line with Feiyu's expectations for Xinghai Gate. "

Liu Yunzhi frowned and said, "What can we do to help?"

"You shouldn't act rashly," Huai Jing laughed and sighed, "Our current strength is still not enough. The monk has been practicing with all his strength in the past few decades, and with the help of previous life insights, he is only capable of fighting in the fairyland.

Give me another hundred years, and I should be able to recover to the strength equivalent to the real fairyland;

Give me another three hundred years, and if I use up all my golden body strength, the little monk can go directly to Tianfengmen to steal the house.

You and Qian Zhang practiced step by step. Although you don't count the fairy stones and have many benefits in the small fairy world, but at this moment, you have only touched the edge of the tribulation realm.

It's better to practice steadily. When the little monk can fight with the gods with his golden body, then we will cooperate with Feiyu internally and externally, and the room for manipulation will be larger. "

Liu Yunzhi suddenly smiled wryly, "All right, listen to Master Luohan."

"Hey, don't be sarcastic about this little monk," Huai Jing patted his bald head, "Taking advantage of the past life, but being dragged so far by Feiyu... It's actually very embarrassing."

In the courtyard...

"Hey hey! Brother Sheng Beer!"

Liu Yunzhi thought for a while, "I'll go outside to find out some news, otherwise I'll always be worried."

Huai Jing instructed: "Remember to change your clothes."

"Well," Liu Yunzhi nodded calmly, he no longer felt that there was anything wrong with changing clothes before going out...

It seems that this is where something is wrong.

The inferred direction of the three-person team was not wrong, but Liu Yunzhi found nothing after searching.

After all, Wang Sheng is still retreating at this time, and he has not been able to counteract those who spread rumors in time; and the head of the Xinghai Sect, Yao Xingzi and Lishang, have discussed this matter, but the result of the discussion can only be responded to unchanged. ever-changing.

Xinghaimen has just started to improve in the past few decades, and the two people at the helm also feel that they are walking on thin ice.

Elder Lin Yuan would often come out of the Sutra Library Pavilion and return to his small courtyard to observe the movement in the small courtyard next door.

He really wanted Wang Sheng to leave the customs as soon as possible.

At this time, perhaps the monks who had heard of the name 'Pikachu' among the 13 stars in the ancient battlefield would not have imagined what Wang Sheng was comprehending, and what he was comprehending.

After breaking through to the real fairy, Tianfu is like a small world, with mountains, rivers and waters appearing, and layers of clouds and mists everywhere, making it look like a fairyland.

There is a temple on the cloud, and the temple respects itself.

Yuanshen is sitting at the front of the hall. There is a green lotus pool in front of it, and there is a phantom of a green lotus in it. At this time, the phantom is very faint and may disappear at any time.

And Wang Sheng's primordial spirit seemed to have been stunned, sitting there motionless, just observing quietly with his eyes.

The real immortal power mixed with blue and white colors is flowing mightily throughout the Taoist body, but the four major sword intents in the body have all quietly returned to silence at this moment.

In this way, another five years passed.

In front of the temple, the lotus pond finally dissipated, but Yuanshen suddenly stood up, and with a casual move, a sword shadow appeared in his hand.

This sword shadow has only a faint outline, and it is not any of the four sword intents of Ziwei, Chunyang, Tianjie, and Liangyi, nor is it the sword intent of killing the dragon that has not yet been realized. It seems that it does not belong to Wang Sheng. But it was held in Wang Sheng's hand.

Then, holding the sword, Wang Sheng took a step forward.

He seemed to be walking casually, with crooked steps under his feet, but he walked out of a path like lotus petals.

When he turned back to the starting point, the Yuanshen and the sword shadow were shining brightly at the same time, and the Yuanshen suddenly began to swing the sword extremely fast. The sword moves were unpredictable, as if he did it at will, but it contained the sound of the great way, contained a certain Such a great way!

The sound of chanting resounded in all directions, and there seemed to be a slowly rotating lotus platform under Wang Sheng's feet.

Holding the faint sword shadow, he moved up and down, causing the sea of ​​clouds in the Tianfu to churn, and the celestial light to shake wildly.

This sword seems to be out of order, and it seems that Wang Sheng just swung it at will.

Suddenly a sword strikes the sky, causing the sky to collapse; suddenly the sword moves softly, like a hand brushing a lotus petal.

After going through it once, Wang Sheng stopped and stood, looking down at the faint sword shadow in his hand, his eyes were full of confusion, thinking...

He seems to have realized something, but it seems that he has not realized anything.

The previous set of chaotic swords was used again, this time it was slightly different from the last time;

After the first dance is over, it will be the second and third time...

Wang Sheng didn't know how many times he had practiced swords in Tianfu, until his soul felt deeply tired, and there were only nine moves left in the chaotic sword that had surpassed a thousand moves.

But Wang Sheng still felt that these nine moves of swordsmanship were too cumbersome.

From the great to the simple, what I have comprehended is not the nine swords.

Afterwards, Wang Sheng's primordial spirit sat in meditation again, and after another twelve years, Wang Sheng, who was sitting cross-legged in the quiet room, suddenly opened his eyes.

The Taoist body, which contained strong immortal power, floated straight up, and two gray shadows of dancing swords were reflected in his eyes.

There is only one sword in this sword technique!

Wang Sheng opened his right hand, a wooden sword that was only three inches long was held in his hand, and then the sword intent squeezed in his chest spewed out, and the fingers of his right hand were raised together, holding the small wooden sword between the fingers. , dance lightly!

This is a sword, just one move, but it seems to contain thousands of moves!

As soon as he moved, dozens of phantoms condensed around his body at the same time. These phantoms each held their swords and danced. Then, as he raised his sword upwards, the phantoms instantly condensed into sword lights.

Thirty-six sword lights actually condensed into the appearance of a blue lotus flower, just turning around gently, this quiet room was silently annihilated!

The next moment, Qinglian rose, and the protective array around the small courtyard was broken in an instant, and Qinglian rushed to the sky above Xinghai Gate very quickly, and a sword shadow bloomed in the lotus petals.

Amidst the bang, the light walls of the mountain protection array began to flicker violently, and the more than ten mountain peaks protected by the array began to tremble and shake at the same time.

A dao rhyme that frightened most monks was transmitted from the place where the green lotus disappeared and the light wall shone...

And Wang Sheng, the instigator, was standing in the small courtyard that had been razed to the ground with his hands up and down, looking up at the place where Qinglian disappeared, his gaze was quite peaceful.

this should...

He doesn't need to lose money.