The First Sword of the Earth

Seeing the jade man coming on the waves from the sea, Wang Sheng was really dumbfounded at first.

The senior sister suddenly appeared in front of him, and a tsunami of happiness rushed towards him, making him think that he was dreaming for the first time... and twisted the little white tiger's forehead.

"Meow!"

The little white tiger immediately yelled a warning, and slapped Wang Sheng's forehead with one paw, and Wang Sheng didn't react until then.

Not dreaming.

The one who has arrived is my senior sister!

Like a goddess walking out of the sea, the blue long dress on her body is soft and thin, and the blue hair fluttering gently on her temples. Her face is still beautiful, and her fair and translucent skin is like the most beautiful white jade in the world under the sunlight, glowing and glowing. with a slight sheen.

Wang Sheng subconsciously opened his hand, and the little white tiger tactfully jumped to the side, looking warily at the woman who rushed over.

Only when he held her in his arms, the uneasiness in Wang Sheng's heart since the last time would quietly fade away.

Embracing her senior sister who is already her partner tightly, greedily breathing in her first fragrance;

Mu Wanxuan also tightly wrapped her arms around his waist, looking up at her junior brother's more weathered and calm face than before, she couldn't help but have some reddened eye circles.

She had been in seclusion before, and it was only a few months ago that she realized that the entire Immortal Sacred World and the Endless Starry Sky were chasing and killing her junior brother.

She didn't care about the strange settings like the Holy Spirit at all;

But Mu Wanxuan knew what kind of temperament her junior was, and knew that even if she sacrificed herself, she would not be implicated in cultivating the world, so these past few months have been extremely tormented.

At this moment, after all, I saw the person who was thinking about thousands of times, and the longing in my heart surged, and I could only turn it into one sentence:

"Silly brother."

"Uh," Wang Sheng was caught off guard by being scolded by his senior sister. He hugged his senior sister tightly, closed his eyes and stopped talking, quietly enjoying the stability of this moment.

In the air, the wooden coffin sank into the fairy palace, and three figures also appeared on the sea hundreds of meters away. They glanced in this direction, and then went to the wooden house not far away. middle.

Although Wang Sheng had seen these three people a long time ago, he didn't want to worry too much;

I can't wait for myself and my senior sister to turn into stone sculptures by the sea and never be separated again.

The little white tiger tilted his head, looking at the embracing senior sister and younger brother and the 'newly married' couple, he was also a little dazed for a moment, wondering if he should join them together.

In the corner of the forest not far away, Mr. Bi Yuexing squatted in a patch of long grass, said something to the little white tiger, and then quietly gestured to greet the little white tiger...

Wang Sheng secretly gave Wu Tianshou a thumbs up to express his appreciation and gratitude, hugged his senior sister and watched the clouds rise and fall with a smile, enjoying the slow wind and waves.

Unfortunately, there is still work to do.

Ordinary Taoist couples who haven't seen each other for seven or eighty years must be talking to each other and expressing their thoughts, but because Mu Wanxuan still has some inconvenience in speaking at this time, this became Wang Sheng's stand-up comedy.

Making the senior sister laugh and telling the senior sister not to worry has become a difficult problem to test Wang Sheng's language skills.

Until night fell, Wang Sheng was at the beach and refused to meet with the big brothers. In the end, another fairy flew out of the fairy palace and advised them to discuss the business first...

The last one to fly out was naturally Lin Feiyao. After she came out to greet Wang Sheng, she returned to the Immortal Palace to practice.

But Lin Feiyao understood her position very well, and did not get involved in these major events.

"Let's go," Mu Wanxuan pulled Wang Sheng towards the wooden house where the Da Neng was.

Wang Sheng said with a smile: "Okay, I also wanted to take advantage of you, senior sister, to be lazy, but I didn't expect to devote myself to the great cause of level construction."

"Huh?" Mu Wanxuan blinked lightly.

Wang Sheng seemed to have thought of something, took out the profound art Su Niang gave him, and handed it to his senior sister with a serious face.

"cough!"

Wang Daochang said solemnly: "Mutual benefit, loving husband and wife, seek longevity together, and create a great Luo."

The senior sister tilted her head slightly, and curiously used her sense of immortality to check the contents of the jade tablet. After looking at it for a while, her pretty face flushed immediately, she bit her jelly-like lips, and gently twisted her junior brother.

"Pooh!"

"hey-hey,

"Wang Sheng's smile was a bit cheap, but he felt Yao Yun's emotions that he had been thinking about but was holding back. He took the initiative to call out the Wuling Sword and handed it to the senior sister.

There is still a lot of time behind their husband and wife, and it is time for them to be sisters.

"By the way, senior sister, how is your true spirit repair?"

"I'm making up," Mu Wanxuan motioned Wang Sheng to look at her, as if performing a trick, closed his eyes, his long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and first a shallow umbrella-shaped mark appeared on his forehead.

"look!"

This imprint gradually lit up a third of the area, making her oval face, which looked like the emperor's painstaking efforts, even more charming.

Wang Daochang sneaked up on it...

Not far away, Bi Yuexing Jun, who had been walking parallel to the two of them, raised his hand to cover the little white tiger's eyes.

Although the actual age of the little white tiger is eighteen years and more than three hundred thousand months, but because of the restriction of Ten Thousand Beasts, Tian Luo Dao, most of the time is sleeping, and the mind is very immature.

Eligible to be blindfolded.

...

At this time, Mu Wanxuan is already in the late stage of True Wonderland, and her cultivation speed is definitely far beyond Wang Sheng's imagination;

And this is because after she stepped into the real fairyland, most of her energy was spent on condensing the fragments of the true spirit that she had lost.

Every three months, Emperor Qinghua would take her Yuanshen to visit the True Spirit and the River of Ethereal Spirits, and let Mu Wanxuan collect the scattered True Spirits that she had lost in the past, and then spend three months to perfectly integrate the True Spirits. .

It has to be said that Emperor Qinghua has given the greatest support to his only personal disciple at this time.

A complete way of life is the "treasure" that all monks dream of, and they are carefully assisted throughout the process...

Qing Yanzi, who stayed behind on the earth, knew this, so he definitely wouldn't be jealous.

When the two of them entered the small wooden house slowly, the expressions of the several great experts were normal, and they did not make fun of the young couple.

Wang Shan maintained his gloomy expression, pointed to the gentle and rather delicate scholar, and introduced to Wang Sheng: "This is one of the Big Dipper Seven Stars, Wenqu Xingjun Xu Zhongliang."

Wang Sheng hurriedly saluted, Xu Zhongliang calmly accepted Wang Sheng's salute with a narrow smile, and bowed his hand to return the salute to Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng said: "I have seen Wenqu Xingjun."

"There is no need to be more polite in the future," Xu Zhongliang said with a smile, "You are the emperor's disciple, and you are also an ancient holy spirit. In terms of seniority, I should salute you."

Wang Sheng smiled without saying a word, and bowed to Emperor Qinghua who was sitting upright in a blood-colored robe, "I pay my respects to Emperor Qinghua."

Emperor Qinghua waved his hand lightly and didn't say much.

Afterwards, Wang Sheng bowed his hands to Wang Shan without saluting, and the latter didn't mind either.

Mr. Bi Yuexing also entered the room with the cat in his arms, saluted Emperor Qinghua, and sat in the vacant seat.

Wang Sheng also took Mu Wanxuan to his seat, without waiting for any powerful person to say hello.

In the small wooden house, a low table was filled with people; old Taoist Jing Wu, the old woman sent by the second master, and several subordinates of Wang Shan were all listening outside the wooden house.

Emperor Qinghua took out a set of teapots and jade cups on his own, and boiled tea gracefully.

Wang Sheng could just feel that the emperor gave him a very terrifying feeling at this time. This was not coercion, nor the majesty of a superior, but pure fear and fear.

The road of death.

At this time, Emperor Qinghua has controlled the Way of Death to a certain level, and coupled with the rumors heard before, the Emperor's avatar beat Heidi until he vomited blood...

This Emperor Qinghua is the real thigh!

Wang Sheng first asked: "Emperor, why did you come here with Wang Lingguan and Wenqu Xingjun?"

Emperor Qinghua shook his head with a smile, looked at Mu Wanxuan who was a little embarrassed, and said with a smile: "It's not your wife, my good disciple heard that you were hunted down, so I was anxious to let me protect you."

"Uh," Daoist Wang was a little embarrassed, and looked at his senior sister with a smile, "Let the emperor miss you."

Emperor Qinghua smiled and said, "Where is Your Thirteenth Highness?"

"I am here."

The spiritless sword in Mu Wanxuan's hand turned into wisps of fairy light, and Yao Yun returned to her appearance when she was wearing palace attire.

Wang Sheng pulled Mu Wanxuan to make room for Yao Yun.

"From now on, the emperor will call me Thirteen," Yao Yun said softly, "The word Your Highness is actually a bit embarrassing."

Emperor Qinghua said solemnly: "No, the etiquette must not be lost, otherwise how can we stand by the law?"

When the emperor was not smiling, his face became even paler, and the sense of fear... suddenly became stronger.

Generally speaking, this is the real villain temperament.

Xu Zhongliang, who has the temperament of an ancient scholar and scholar, said with a smile: "In fact, it is also thanks to Emperor Qinghua who came to find me. When I met Wang Lingguan, I was besieged by sixteen Daluo Jinxians and hundreds of Taiyi Jinxians. Blocked Qiankun.

If Emperor Qinghua hadn't arrived in time, Wang Lingguan and I would have been seriously injured if we didn't die. "

Wang Shan said in a deep voice: "This place is safe for the time being, you don't have to worry, the universe here has been tampered with by me, even if they intend to investigate, they won't notice anything."

Emperor Qinghua said with a smile: "If you talk about the Dao of Qiankun, naturally no one can surpass Dutian Dalingguan.

It's just how did I hear people say that you wanted to harm my good son-in-law before? "

In the words, the coldness was concealed, Qinghua Emperor's long and narrow phoenix eyes flashed, and Wang Lingguan's forehead suddenly felt sweaty.

This is not fear, it is purely the most direct reaction.

Bi Yue Xingjun Wu Tianshou said in a deep voice: "Dijun, Wang Lingguan has been taking care of Feiyu these days, even if Wang Lingguan had it before, he should be able to make up for it today."

Emperor Qinghua's smile gradually cooled down, and he said indifferently: "A merit is a merit, a demerit is a demerit, just like life and death, how can we gain both?"

Wang Lingguan bowed his head and said: "After this matter is over, let the emperor deal with it."

"Leave it to your useful body," Emperor Qinghua snorted, "I just woke up that day, and I only noticed your breath, and I didn't know that you could enter my big formation to investigate.

From now on, if you dare to have evil intentions against Fei Yu again.

I don't care whose name you are defending, or whose majesty you are defending, I will never spare you. "

Wang Lingguan smiled miserably, but just sighed silently.

Wang Sheng coughed: "Thank you uncle and master for helping me vent my anger, let's get down to business first...

Wenqu Xingjun, I want to have all the inheritance of Master Ziwei Great. "

"This," Xu Zhongliang frowned suddenly, "You came to me with great fanfare because of this?"

"otherwise?"

Seeing the slightly twitching corner of the Xingjun's mouth, Daoist Wang was a little puzzled.