The First Sword of the Earth

"Fellow Taoist Xu Xian, this way please."

"Keep fellow daoist waiting for a long time."

"Hahaha, I didn't wait long, I just waited here for a while."

Wang Sheng: This is a polite remark...

In front of the city wall of the inner city of Fengdu City, he brought the young girl Ling Sheng along for a stroll, followed by the underworld messengers.

At this time, it was already half a month after the so-called 'Emperor Qinghua Appeared', and the forces of all parties naturally rushed to nothing, and it had been confirmed that it was just a rumor.

And with the mentality of just in case, the masters of many forces, such as the Heidi who came to surround Emperor Qinghua, also rushed to nothing, and appeared in a group outside the city of Fengdu, faintly overwhelming the underworld, and then disappeared.

At this time, Wang Sheng also started his own plan to get into the underworld and get in touch with the underworld. With the good relationship he had established before, he made friends with a bearded man who served as a judge in the underworld, and successfully got the "interview" to enter the underworld. Opportunity.

The reason Wang Sheng gave was very simple and direct. He cultivated the way of killing and wanted to comprehend the way of reincarnation, complement himself, and embark on the path of becoming a great power.

As for the position of Lord Yan of the underworld, it doesn't fit well with someone like him who cultivates the way of killing.

After going through several previous tests and all kinds of temptations arranged by the underworld, Wang Sheng also passed the test without any risk...

It is really not easy to enter this door.

The judge who greeted Wang Sheng was named 'Bian Zhong', who was cultivated in the Golden Immortal Realm. He had served in the underworld for several Yuan Hui, and his cultivation qualifications were not good.

At this time, Wang Sheng had also figured out the system of the underworld.

The main powers of the Underworld are actually separated, some are concentrated in the hands of Yama of the Ten Palaces, and some are concentrated in the hands of the Five Ghost Emperors.

The former belonged to civil servants, while the latter belonged to generals.

The defense of the underworld is the responsibility of the five ghost emperors, and Yama of the ten palaces is in charge of reincarnation. In all respects, his status is actually higher than that of the five ghost emperors.

Envoys who seduce souls, messengers from the underworld, judges, and the Hall of Yama constitute the system of reincarnation of all spirits.

According to the information obtained by Wang Sheng and the others, the system of Wufang Ghost Emperor has been eroded by Feng Jiu.

——This point was also confirmed after drinking with Bian Zhong once.

At that time, Bian Zhong said:

"This underworld suddenly became incomprehensible at some point.

Almost overnight, Pao Ze, who was drinking fine wine together, turned into a black hand who wanted to take my life. "

Wang Sheng asked a question at that time: "But what turmoil happened in the underworld before?"

Bian Zhong didn't say much, just smiled wryly for a long time.

Wang Sheng probably understood it, and did not continue to ask, and drank with Bian Zhong, and got drunk with him once.

Obviously, what happened in the underworld is more complicated than Wang Sheng thought; and his idea of ​​breaking into the underworld should be the right way.

Outside the inner city of Fengdu City, because of the selection of Lord Yan at this time, the city is full of storms and bustling;

But everywhere in the inner city, there was a chilling atmosphere, with a sentry post every three steps, and a patrol every five steps, and many underworld officials and generals who went into battle cast wary eyes on Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng could only respond with a cool sneer, keeping his personality of the 'indifferent and ruthless sword of killing'.

Walking with Bian Zhong under the high walls of the inner city, Wang Sheng's sense of immortality spread out, and soon he found that he could not explore too many places, and there were restrictions everywhere.

If he used his true strength, he would be able to see through these restrictions, but in this way, he would probably be at risk of being exposed...

Do not underestimate the underworld.

Being able to choose the 'compromise method' under Feng Jiu's pressure instead of being directly controlled by Feng Jiu is enough to show the strength of the underworld.

And this also proves the important value of the underworld to one's own forces.

After walking forward for about 3,000 steps, they still did not enter the core of the underworld, but came to a dark ancient pagoda.

Bian Zhong made a gesture of invitation and said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist, this way please, there is a general waiting inside for a long time."

Wang Sheng was a little vigilant in his heart, but he was also a bold person with a high degree of art, so he just... A went up.

Bian Zhong frowned lightly and said, "This..."

Lingsheng said: "I am the master's sword attendant, I must not leave the master's side."

"Let her follow," Wang Sheng said with a smile, "She is my maid, she won't make any trouble."

Bian Zhong hesitated to speak, but quickly nodded, pushed open the somewhat dilapidated wooden door in front, and brought Wang Sheng and Ling Sheng into the place together.

A seductive figure in a long orchid dress and a blood-red cloak appeared in this ancient pagoda. He was sitting in a wooden chair at this time, looking down at a jade talisman in front of him. He heard someone Come in, but don't even look up.

This person is cultivated as...

Taiyi Gold Wonderland...

Wang Sheng clearly saw that there seemed to be a small white flower quietly blooming behind this person.

This is the projection of her Tao, and it is also the portrayal of her temperament. It really does not match her troublesome appearance.

"Coming?" she whispered.

"Here we come," Bian Zhong showed a nervous expression, lowered his head and cupped his hands and said, "Reporting to Mr. Yincha, he has already been brought here.

Xu Xian, Taiyi Gold Immortal Realm cultivator, Dao of Killing, has previously obtained the permission of His Majesty Qin Guang to join our underworld. "

This is the first time for Wang Sheng to hear that his own business was decided by King Qin Guang.

"Well," the woman raised her head, her light blue eyes seemed to be able to see through human nature, staring at Wang Sheng for a while.

Soon, the woman said again: "Your name is not Xu Xian."

Wang Sheng smiled calmly, "Then what should I be called?"

This should be defrauding him.

Now that his secrets are being blinded by himself, he really doesn't believe that this person can see through his identity.

At the moment, Wang Sheng looked at the woman calmly, and even turned a little hostile, and gradually became provocative.

"Hmph," the woman said, avoiding Wang Sheng's gaze, "it's an eventful time in the Underworld, but anyone who comes here and wants to join the Underworld's Underworld Division is either someone with ulterior motives or someone with evil intentions.

How can you convince me that you are not here for other purposes? "

After saying that, she looked down at the jade talisman in her hand, "To understand the way of reincarnation? Thanks to you, you can think of such a reason."

Before Wang Sheng could speak, Ling Sheng, who was behind her, had a pretty face and a slight chill, and took half a step forward.

Wang Sheng raised his hand to stop Lingsheng, and said calmly: "Can you see the sword in my hand?"

While speaking, Wang Sheng put the Yuantu sword on the woman's table, "If you know the origin of this sword, you should also understand why I came to the underworld."

"How can this sword of yours be like... Yuan Tu?!

Are you the descendant of Patriarch Styx? "

The woman's complexion suddenly changed, and she immediately stood up. With a ghostly figure, she appeared in front of Wang Sheng, only half a meter away, staring into Wang Sheng's eyes.

"who are you?"

"Killer, Xu Xian."

"Where did you get the Yuantu Sword?"

"I picked up a scabbard by accident, and it made me who I am today."

After Wang Sheng's words fell, the woman took two steps back, turned around and looked at the silver-white spirit sword on the table, her eyes were extremely complicated.

The corner of Wang Sheng's mouth twitched, and Bian Zhong beside him was also confused.

After a while, Wang Sheng urged: "Master Yincha, can you continue to examine my footsteps?"

"Sit down," the woman circled back to her seat, sitting more dignified this time, her face still a little gloomy.

She said: "How do you know that I am from the Shura clan?"

"Eyes," Wang Sheng replied calmly, and sat behind the wooden table.

Bian Zhong raised his eyebrows at the side, it was also the first time he knew that this Lord Yin Cha, who was in charge of supervising civil servants and generals at all levels in the underworld, was actually from the Shura clan.

Before reincarnation was built, there was a sea of ​​blood under the Immortal Sacred Realm, which was also the dojo of Patriarch Styx.

Patriarch Styx claimed that the sea of ​​blood would never dry up, and he would not die, but it was only a claim. Later, the sea of ​​blood was half dried up, and Patriarch Styx was also arranged by the saint to die directly.

The current situation of the Shura clan should be very bleak, and the dignified Taiyi Jinxian is just a civil servant in the underworld here...

You can't say 'just' either. This supervision seems to have a high authority.

The first thing Wang Sheng thought of was whether the Shura clan could use it for himself.

And as for how he judged the identity of this person...

Naturally, it is deduced by relying on the avenue of good fortune and read directly in Tianji.

"My name is Pofeng," she took the initiative to say, "You came to the underworld to find the whereabouts of Abijian?"

"No, it's for comprehending the Dao of Reincarnation," Wang Sheng said seriously, "Fellow Daoists can carefully sense my Dao, the Dao of Slaughter has reached a bottleneck for me.

Recently, I have been thinking about whether there is any meaning in the existence of simple killing.

After thinking about it, the answer I finally got was just a sigh, and I decided to find a road of the same level as killing, confirm each other, and comprehend the mysterious truth.

As we all know, the avenue of death and the avenue of life are both controlled by Emperor Qinghua. If I want to find the avenue of reincarnation, the underworld is the best choice.

As for the position of Lord Yan of the underworld... I can swear an oath of the Great Dao, and I have absolutely no desire to achieve it myself. "

That's right, he really doesn't have any ambitions.

"Okay," female Shura said calmly, "Stand up."

Bian Zhong almost laughed out loud, but Wang Sheng nodded calmly, made an oath with open hands, and repeated what he said just now.

If what you say is false, you will be shaken by the Dao;

And after Wang Sheng made the oath, there was no movement at all...

This is the importance of rhetoric.

"Well, this counts as your pass," Pofeng asked again, "Why don't you come back after the situation in the underworld subsides?"

"If the underworld hadn't recruited Lord Yan, I wouldn't have thought of this place," Wang Sheng deliberately expressed his conceit, "And, with the sword in my hand, I can come and go freely."

Just like that, Pofeng asked and Wang Sheng answered.

This probably counts as the review before joining the underworld...

Half a day later, Wang Sheng was also dizzy from being asked, but he finally passed this test;

After receiving the token and entering the underworld immortal status, Wang Sheng was led by Bian Zhong to his next 'temporary work place'.

Getting into the underworld is only the first step.

Wang Sheng looked at the two high walls behind him, his eyes showed some thought.

....

At the same time, in a small city in the Netherworld, in a small courtyard full of exotic flowers and fruits, a beautiful figure wrapped in a strong breath of life slowly opened its eyes.

She seemed to feel something.