The First Sword of the Earth

After a few people sobered up, Gao Shixing and Fei Lianzi were left to watch the house, and the group sneaked out of Fengmoxing while it was dark.

Drive a lone boat and travel across the starry sky.

Inside the Shadowless Shuttle, Qing Lin explained to Wang Sheng the method of controlling the sword. The former master of Shushan also knew that Wang Sheng was not a "pure" disciple of Shushan, but he still passed on his understanding of the technique of controlling the sword.

Qinglin was personally instructed by Master Qingfeng, the patriarch of Shu Mountain, namely Wenqu Xingjun; Wang Sheng really benefited a lot from the sword control technique he interpreted.

The senior sister and Fan Tuan got together, two female cultivators in fairy dresses, playing online games with their mobile phones...

Qing Lin didn't have much interest in this kind of new things, instead he kept talking with Wang Sheng about the sword and the way of practice.

This Taoist priest really has an extraordinary attachment to practice.

"Compared with ancient times, my hometown has changed a lot," Wang Sheng said with a smile, "Senior, you really don't want to go back to Shushan? Maybe you will like your hometown now."

"Since leaving Shushan, Pindao has been thinking of going back all the time," Qing Lin's eyes are full of memories, and he must be recalling a certain happy time in Shushan.

Qing Lin sighed: "But now, what face does Poor Dao have to go back?"

Zhang Zikuang said in a deep voice, "Master Daoist, your psychological burden is too heavy."

Qing Lin smiled without saying a word, looking down at the palm prints on his own palm, with a bit of sadness in his eyes.

After swimming on the edge of the ancient battlefield for two days, the shadowless shuttle arrived near the big Buddha, but there was still no one around. This is indeed a corner area that casual cultivators rarely reach when exploring the ancient battlefield.

In just a few days of effort, Qing Lin was able to completely hide his aura.

Next, he will guard the Great Buddha and guard the gate to the earth; the old sword spirit Wuming will also accompany Qinglin, continue to practice in seclusion here, and strive to improve himself.

Wang Sheng also thought about whether he should call Long Likong and his disciples over to be Qinglin's companion here.

But after thinking about it, he decided...don't be so cruel.

Qinglin's monster power at this time was directly plundered from Long Likong, and it is really unreasonable for the sufferer to face the beneficiary all the time.

There is a problem that Qing Lin must consider at this time.

The dao realm of this Taoist priest is his own dao realm, and his primordial spirit is also his own primordial spirit. At this time, the realm has broken through to the heavenly fairyland, and the problem of longevity has been solved, but the demon power is foreign after all, and it is easy for the demon power to lose control and go berserk. As for obsession.

Qinglin now has only two choices, either to give up the Dao inheritance of Shushan Mountain, change to the road of demon cultivation, and realize the avenue born after the combination of demon power and himself.

Or it is to take a certain risk and transform one's demon power towards Shushan Daocheng...

In short, one can either be assimilated by one's own demon power and completely become a demon cultivator; or tame these demon powers and embark on a new path.

Qing Lin did not tell Wang Sheng what path he would take in the future, but according to Wang Daochang's deduction, he should take the latter.

When he reached the toes of the Buddha, Wang Sheng used the Feiyun sword to cut open the path he used to walk, and after several people bent down and got into it, he carefully closed the path.

"This Buddha statue," Qing Lin stretched out his left hand, resting his palm on the stone wall, said in a low voice, "it seems that the material is very ordinary."

Huai Jing laughed beside him and said, "In the beginning, we moved a mountain to make this big Buddha directly, and imbued it with a little Buddha's wrath, so that the living beings will subconsciously bypass this place.

If there was a little bit of precious light in it, it would have been hollowed out by the monks long ago. "

"What the mage said makes sense," Qing Lin nodded with a smile.

Huai Jing, Zhang Zikuang, and Fan Tuan flew straight towards the entrance and exit of the Immortal Forbidden Land. Wang Sheng took his senior sister and sat at the bottom of the Buddha statue with Qing Lin, continuing to talk about Taoism.

The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and the friendship between monks is shallow.

There will be no more stories about the past, nor will they talk about each other's private affairs, but just exchange each other's understanding of the Tao.

The senior sister is not a sword cultivator, and she couldn't get in the way of Wang Sheng and Qing Lin's discussion, so she sat quietly and closed her eyes to practice.

She has not told Wang Sheng about the Shenmu in her previous life.

Because of the different speed of time inside and outside the Immortal Forbidden Gate, Wang Sheng had to wait here for a long time, and after talking with Daoist Qinglin, the two stood up, each holding a Feiyun sword, and began to learn sword moves without using immortal power.

Although the Shushan Sword Sect is famous for its sword control skills, the way of the Earth Sword is definitely not inferior to the Beihe Sword Sect.

The 'clear wind transforming the sun and the moon' was used in the hands of Daoist Qinglin, which gave Wang Sheng a completely different experience, and also lightly tapped the avenue of the sword that Wang Sheng himself forged.

After a few rounds of sparring, Daoist Qing Lin had a high opinion of Wang Sheng's swordsmanship. Even though he was not very good at praising others, he made comments such as "swords are like stars" and "tomorrow's crape myrtle", which made Daoist Wang a little embarrassed.

Wang Sheng's mind moved, and he concentrated the sword intent of "killing all living beings" that he had just acquired not long ago on his fingertips, and pondered with Qing Lin.

Qing Lin comprehended quietly for a while, and warned solemnly: "This sword intent is not your cultivation, it seems to come from a complete sword intent that has reached a very high level, and this sword intent should be very close to the original sword. The Avenue and the Killing Avenue.

It stands to reason that such a borrowed sword intent is not beneficial, but if the original sword master of this sword intent has disappeared, it is still considered a treasure, like a magic weapon. "

Wang Shengdao: "I used it once before, and my Dao heart seems to be out of control."

"The realm of your cultivation at this time is much worse than the realm of sword intent," Qing Lin warned, "It's best to wait until you step into the immortal realm before thinking about how to completely refine it. Such a sword intent.

Although the way of killing is not a magic way, it is extremely difficult to practice.

Living beings are born by nature. If you want to pursue the way of killing and cutting, you need to have the ambition to break free from the shackles of living beings.

And the killing is too heavy, which also greatly affects one's own luck. "

Wang Sheng nodded slowly and seriously, and wrote down the words of Daoist Qinglin.

Although Wang Sheng didn't fully agree with some of Qinglin's views, it would be beneficial to listen more and think more.

About a whole day later, Huai Jing and the three of them flew out of the 'wormhole', saying that the arrangements had been made, and they sent a work report to their hometown, emphatically mentioning that Wang Daochang asked Sister Xilian to come here.

In order to surprise Xilian, Huaijing and the others purposely did not say anything about Daoist Qinglin, but said that there is a special need for a fox fairy like Xilian who can hold up half the sky...

Wang Sheng awakened the senior sister who was practicing, and it was time to say goodbye to Qing Lin.

But there is no need to be sad, Qinglin is here to practice, guarding the gate of the immortal forbidden, Wang Sheng wants to talk to this Taoist priest about scriptures and Taoism, so he can come here anytime.

Wang Sheng took a jade wrench and pointed it out, and handed it to Daoist Qinglin without saying anything.

Qing Lin took the finger over and said with a wry smile: "Poverty lives a hundred thousand years, not only can't give you anything, but I have to rely on you to help."

Daoist Wang just smiled without saying a word.

In the ring, he put a pile of high-grade spirit stones, elixir, and precious materials for refining flying swords, enough for Qing Lin to practice here for a thousand years and refine dozens of flying swords.

However, these 'expenditures' are not even compared to one percent of what Long Likong earned from taking sheep by hand.

If conditions permit, Wang Sheng can now rely on financial resources to attract one or two angels to give him a 'part-time job', calling Li Chang, Qing Lin, and Long Likong to fight Tian Feng directly...

Of course, this is just a random thought. The Tianfengmen retreated from Fenglixing before, but they were seriously injured in the gate, and their own strength is still very strong.

Especially the huge number of true immortals, condensed into a battle force, is also quite terrifying.

"There are two messenger jade talismans inside," Wang Sheng said seriously, "If there is any danger here, or the senior calls for something, just use the messenger talisman.

The green one can be linked to Master Huai Jing, and the blue one can be linked to the younger generation. "

Huai Jing pursed her lips and said, "Why does the monk insist on being green..."

"Hey," Zhang Zikuang winked for a while, "You monks still care about this? How about changing it to orange for you?"

"Amitabha, Master Zhang is like this, it is easy to be paralyzed by the beams when he is practicing."

Zhang Zikuang was shocked, and Fan Tuan was laughing beside him.

Qing Lin also couldn't understand these words, just watched with a smile, watching Wang Sheng and the others leave the Buddha, repair the gap, and get into the Shadowless Shuttle...

When Wang Sheng and the others walked away, a sword cry came from Qing Lin's sleeve, and the old sword spirit said: "If you have anything to do, you can call directly, I will continue to retreat and ponder."

"Senior, please go ahead."

Qing Lin said softly, then looked around, and found an inconspicuous corner to sit cross-legged, staring at the void revealed in the wormhole for a little bit of ecstasy.

Not long after, he dispersed his demon consciousness and monitored the six directions and ten places. Most of his mind sank into practice and began to think about the way of practice in the future.

After all, he was unwilling to be a monster and wanted to take a completely different path.

In the Shadowless Shuttle, Wang Sheng stood by the porthole, looking in the direction of the Buddha.

The senior sister held his arm and sighed softly, "That's great..."

"What's wrong?"

"Elder Sister," Mu Wanxuan murmured softly, she looked up and saw Wang Sheng's wry smile, "Why?"

"It's nothing, let's talk about it when the elder sister comes over," Wang Sheng said, "Just as Daoist Qinglin said, who can say for sure what will happen in the future?"

A ray of celestial light flew out of the Qiankun Ring, and Yao Yun turned into a three-inch-tall fairy, flying beside Wang Sheng, and asked in a low voice, "Why don't you give the Wuming Sword a ray of light?"

Wang Shengwen said: "I have calculated before that for the unnamed senior Xiguang, because of its material, I can only give three points, not even half of two.

And after giving it, the nameless senior has reached the limit of his own improvement, and his quality will never surpass Feiyun or even Feixia. Is this really a good thing for the nameless senior?

Don't point it out, let the seniors still have a thought and leave some hope. "

Yao Yun nodded slightly, watching Wang Sheng's profile.

She suddenly thought of the Golden Core Sword Cultivator who jumped down from the Earth Spirit Immortal Spring back then, and looked at the person standing in front of him at this time, it seemed that nothing had changed, and there seemed to be many changes.

"Okay, you can be stingy if you are stingy, and it is only natural to say so."

Yao Yun snorted softly, and turned into a ray of fairy light and flew back to the Qiankun Ring, "I have recovered my spiritual power from seclusion, call me again when you are fighting."

Wang Daochang was suddenly a little confused.

Is he delusional?

How do you feel, since changing from 'Sword Spirit' to 'Sword Man', Her Royal Highness has become more temperamental...

Not so mature yet.