The First Sword of the Earth

The feeling of emptiness caused by the depletion of true energy is completely different from the emptiness caused by too much depletion of spiritual thoughts.

The former seemed to have exhausted all his strength and didn't want to move a finger, but his body could do some movements with muscle strength.

The latter is much more painful, as if the soul has been cut by a knife, I feel weak all over, and have unbearable headaches, only chanting the mantra of clearing my heart can make me feel a little more comfortable.

Wang Sheng had a vague feeling that he was being lifted onto a stretcher by four strong and powerful hands, and he heard the siren of an ambulance. situation.

When the headache gradually receded and the spiritual thought surged again like a spring in the mountains, Wang Sheng was finally able to relax a bit, and he didn't know when he fell asleep.

This sleep was quite comfortable.

After the vitality of heaven and earth recovered, Wang Sheng has been rushing to practice, and the continuous breakthroughs of his master and senior sister also gave him a little pressure.

Although every time I comfort myself by saying that I can hug the thighs of two big bosses, I still want to be able to stand at the same height as my master and senior sister, so as not to hold back my master.

He practiced sword desperately, and spent some time meditating and practicing to comprehend the Dao realm. Only by virtue of his short years of cultivation, he could enter the Embryo-Formation Realm at this time.

Having said that, that little white-faced young cultivator is also a cultivator at the Embryo Formation Realm, which made Wang Sheng feel a little depressed even in his dream.

When I woke up, it was already the evening of the second day.

The afterglow of the late evening shone on the white curtain beside the bed, depicting the beautiful figure standing by the window.

Wang Sheng moved his eyes to the side, and saw Mou Yue who was lying asleep at the edge of the bed, and... his two calves, which were covered with thick plaster, hanging at the end of the bed.

"Feiyu, are you awake?"

The curtain was lifted, and a figure hurriedly came, it was Taoist Jingyun.

"But where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Wang Sheng shook his head with a smile, and said in a hoarse voice, "Uncle, can you get me some water?"

"Water?" Looking at Mou Yue, who was lying there, seemed to be bouncing, looked at Wang Sheng, and then turned her head to the door and shouted: "Da Niu! Get water! Wang Daochang is awake!"

The curtain on the other side was also lifted, and the girl who was standing by the window before hurried over, but it was Shen Xilin who looked tired.

After a lot of work, everyone would ask Wang Sheng what's wrong and what he needs now. Wang Sheng answered while checking his ankle injury.

For a monk, it doesn't take too long to recover from a broken bone. At this time, the real essence is nourishing the broken bone.

Wang Sheng remembered some of the "devious ways" he learned in his previous life when he practiced the Internet online. He just took this opportunity to forge the bones around his ankles with real energy, which will have a great impact on his future body skills and maneuvers. The benefits of less...

After waking up for less than half an hour, my wife and several key members of the special investigation team also came to condolences.

Wang Sheng was also nervous about what kind of sparks would appear when his wife and uncle met, but he didn't expect that the two just looked at each other, and then they looked away.

Pretending to be ignorant of each other.

Only then did Wang Sheng heave a sigh of relief. As long as his wife and uncle don't fight, and the master's backyard doesn't catch fire, he, as an apprentice, doesn't do anything wrong.

"Heal your wounds well," the teacher frowned and taught Wang Sheng, "You are really a little impulsive this time, and you have already found the traces of that evil cultivator. There are dozens of ways to deal with him. You have a strong sense of social responsibility. , jumped directly from the eighteenth floor and gave that man a sword."

"If Feiyu hadn't come down the mountain to help you, how could he have been injured?" Daoist Jingyun said with a grim look on the side.

Chi Ling didn't say much, but just put a few things on the table beside her, and said to Wang Sheng: "Next, you can rest at ease and heal your wounds, and don't worry about outside things. The evil cultivator you got rid of this time is already considered a It was a great help, I have already applied for a major meritorious service reward for you."

Wang Sheng could only smile wryly for a while,

He watched his wife leave the ward.

The backbone uncles of the investigation team came up and shook hands with Wang Sheng affectionately. The so-called "guardian of justice" and "model of ascetics in the new era" were hated one by one, making Wang Sheng a little ashamed.

After the bosses of the investigation team left, Mou Yue explained to Wang Sheng, and Wang Sheng couldn't help but sigh:

This year's evil cultivator organization is really good enough.

The veteran who was killed by Wang Sheng has three identities. The first identity is a wanted criminal who has committed countless crimes since the 1990s, and has more than a dozen rape and murder cases on him. ——This is just a case where it was confirmed that the murderer was him.

Because this old Taoist has already become a 'master' by the evil method of collecting yin and refining yin before the vitality of the world is restored, and he is proficient in anti-reconnaissance methods. Every time he shows his traces, he hides in the deep mountains and old forests. This has changed even more in the past few years His appearance and figure made the police helpless.

The second level of identity is that the owner of a small Taoist temple, a cultivator under official supervision, slapped the relevant department slapped in the face.

The third identity is even more mysterious, the elder of the "Five Gods Sect", Taoist Qianhua of the "Muyin God".

Just the day before yesterday, the special investigation team discovered the traces of the elders of the 'Five Gods', 'Gold Iron God' and 'Water Soft God', and it was concluded that the 'Five Gods' would soon participate in this auction.

Unexpectedly, the 'Mu Yin God' was also here, and was killed by Wang Sheng's sword.

No wonder Chi Ling said that Wang Sheng had already made a great contribution, after all, he had killed one of the more troublesome cultivators in the evil way.

But then, Wang Sheng realized a problem.

"Has the auction started yet?"

Mou Yue glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and said in a low voice: "It's less than six hours, don't worry, Daoist Wang, we have made comprehensive arrangements, and we have contacted a large number of Taoist masters to help out. Get rid of this leader of the Supersoul Society, and also wipe out all these evil cultivators who came here to make trouble!"

"Will there be more information on the auction?"

Mou Yue said: "At twelve o'clock in the noon, the other party posted information on the Internet again. We knocked down several servers of the other party this time, but the other party seems to have prepared many backups..."

"What's the message?" Wang Sheng rarely interrupted others, but this time he did not hesitate.

Mou Yue pursed her lips and said in a low voice: "First, I revealed a few incomplete chapters to make people sure that it is the authenticity of the "Secret Book of the Heavenly Master", and then the rules of the auction.

The first volume of "The Secret Book of the Heavenly Master" will be auctioned for 100 copies. The starting price is 10,000 US dollars plus a book of basic cultivation methods.

Twenty copies of the middle volume of "The Secret Book of Heavenly Masters" will be auctioned, with a starting price of 50,000 US dollars for five different basic exercises.

The one who auctions the most basic skills will also get the three secret methods of the fragmented chapters of the second volume of "The Secret Book of the Heavenly Master"..."

Basic exercises?

Even if the basic exercises provided by the auctioneer are repeated, wouldn't this sacred fire master be able to harvest at least dozens of times the basic exercises in the blink of an eye?

This guy is crazy?

"What about the transaction method?"

"The remittance goes through the network, and the basic skills are required to be uploaded to the deep encrypted network. This network can only be connected at a specific time and place...

After the auction is over, the exercises will be sent to the mailboxes of the auction winners through various methods.

We've tried our best to block it, but... technically there are still loopholes. "

Wang Sheng thought for a while, hesitant to speak a little bit, as if asking casually, "What day is today?"

Mou Yue blinked, but couldn't answer for a while, which also shows how dark and dark she usually works.

Shen Xilin hurriedly said: "October eighteenth."

October eighteenth?

Wang Sheng was trying to remember what he was doing at this time in his previous life. Naturally, he was just dawdling around in college.

It seems that he came into contact with online cultivation at the end of this year, and these cultivation methods began to spread on the Internet, it seems that it was around November this year...

Could it be because of this incident that a lot of exercises have been flooded on the Internet?

Only now did Wang Sheng figure out the meaning of the name Holy Flame Master.

According to the records of our ancestors in the land of China, it was Suiren who invented the technology of drilling wood to make fire; but there is no such pragmatic record in ancient civilizations abroad. In ancient Greek mythology, Prometheus stole fire from heaven and gave it to mankind, lighting up mankind. The story of the night.

Could it be that this holy flame practitioner is going to do this kind of 'feat' of letting the basic spiritual practice of Taoism spread on the Internet?

He stole the "Heavenly Fire" from Longhushan, replaced it with tens of hundreds of "fire seeds", and then spread the fire seeds to the entire network, making Taoism accessible to everyone, thus triggering social changes...

This is what the Holy Flame Man wanted to do from the very beginning!

The superspirit society is just a tool for him to collect money and collect casual cultivators, and the dream of the so-called casual cultivator alliance is just a picture cake to win people's hearts.

For a while, Wang Sheng had some admiration for this holy fireman, although this still cannot beautify the fact that this guy is about to cause large-scale turmoil...

Wang Sheng looked at Mou Yue and wanted to remind her a few words, but when the words came to his lips, they turned into: "Everyone has worked hard, I have nothing to do here, let's all go back and rest."

Regarding this matter, Wang Sheng still decided not to interfere too deeply.

Everything has two sides. The popularization of exercises will add more unstable factors to the society, but at the same time, it will also give many people a real opportunity to practice.

It is only human selfish desires that cause chaos, and there is nothing wrong with the exercises and practice itself.

Moreover, what can I say as a former beneficiary, and how can I stop it?

let it go.

"You have a good rest, and I'll go back to sleep for a while," Shen Xilin said softly at the side, and then looked at Wang Sheng solemnly, "It is said that the muscles and bones are broken for a hundred days, and if the bones don't recover well, be careful to become a lame. Tomorrow I'll come to see you again. I'm quite familiar with the canteen master, so I secretly went to the canteen master to cook a pot of bone soup for you."

Wang Sheng couldn't help laughing, nodded and laughed, "Thank you, senior."

"It's okay, I'll take care of my elementary school brother."

Shen Xilin made a decent hand gesture, and left the ward with an unconcealable smile on her lips.

It seemed that Wang Sheng was temporarily unable to go to the ground, and Shen Qianlin was in a very good mood.

Only Daniu and Mou Yue were in the investigation team here, and they were responsible for protecting Wang Sheng's safety, so they didn't offer to send Shen Qianlin back.

She came out of the side door of the inpatient area of ​​the hospital, and a luxury car flashed twice from the parking space not far away, and slowly drove towards Shen Xilin.

Shen Xilin frowned slightly, but just stood there and waited.

The expensive luxury car stopped in front of her, and the man in the black suit on the passenger seat immediately got out of the car, and respectfully opened the rear door.

Inside the car, a white-haired old woman smiled kindly and kindly.

"Young Sect Master, I am too old to get out of the car to salute, please make amends."

Shen Xilin's frowning brows suddenly relaxed, and she suppressed her excitement and shouted: "Why are you here, third grandma?"

"You haven't been home for so long, but you think of us old guys badly. Come in and show the third grandma how you are still so thin!"

Shen Qianlin happily entered the car, and was held by the old lady for a while.

The man in the black suit looked around for a while, and got back into the passenger seat. The female driver stepped on the accelerator, and the luxury car that had been downstairs to Wang Sheng's house slowly drove away from the hospital gate. .

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