The First Sword of the Earth

magic?

The ancient demon from the time of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty was closed to this time, hasn't died yet?

Fei Neem only felt a numb scalp, and Wang Sheng frowned.

Now it has only been a few years since the vitality has recovered, even if there are monks in the original Dao realm, the fastest cultivation realms have reached the Golden Core Realm; the Golden Core monks have a lifespan of 800, and they are still in an environment full of vitality.

What is the realm of the ancient demon that can survive for more than a thousand years when the vitality is exhausted?

Born? Crossing the robbery? Soaring?

It seems that there have been loopholes in Ziyan Temple’s Great Envelope of Demons, this matter is really uncertain...

Wang Sheng didn't expect that he was attracted by the light of Buddha he saw in the morning, and came here for a stroll, and he would encounter such a thing.

How to deal with it?

Of course, he wouldn't go to fight the ancient devil with his brain fever, and this matter was obviously not something he could manage by a little monk who hadn't finished building the foundation.

Fei Mianzi groaned a few times and said: "Abbot, this is indeed a big deal at this time. I will give the uncle and them thousands of miles away. Moreover, it is better to report this matter to the father-in-law."

"Gongjia?" Grand Master Xuanku frowned. "The Gongjia was found here before and left Lao Na with a contact information, but they were just two young people. It seemed that they were not very reliable in handling things and could not verify the authenticity. "

Fei Jiezi asked: "They call themselves the Special Investigation Team?"

"Exactly."

"Then you should be right to contact them," Fei Meizi thought of the scene he saw yesterday, and was a little bit emotional. "Although this special investigation team is just a group of young people, behind them is the official Dahua country. The strength of... you will naturally know in the future.

I'll call the uncle first, the abbot should contact the next public house as soon as possible. "

The round-faced Daoist went to the corner with his mobile phone, but Xuan Ku still hesitated.

Wang Sheng said, "Senior, what's the problem?"

"My Ziyan Temple is in a remote location, and the temple is light-hearted. Even if this matter is reported to the public, they will probably not take it seriously," Abbot Xuanku sighed softly.

"This matter is related to the people's livelihood in a place. If the abbot permits, let me contact the investigation team," Wang Sheng said, "I also have a few acquaintances in the team."

"Alright, then trouble the fairy."

It can be seen that Xuan Ku didn't hold much hope for the special investigation team, and Wang Sheng didn't explain much. He took his mobile phone to the corner and went directly to the teacher's wife Qianli Voice Transmission.

Within a few minutes, Wang Sheng and Fei Mianzi came back after each phone call.

"Several uncles and uncles will rush over here," Fei Mengzi hurriedly said, "The demon aura here shouldn't be too strong. It is expected that the ancient demon has not yet recovered its strength. There are still many ways to deal with this matter. This demon was that year. My Jianzong ancestor master and the first generation of Ziyan Temple have joined forces to seal, my Jianzong will not sit idly by."

Xuan Ku was immediately moved, and even recited the Buddha's title.

Wang Sheng also said: "I have contacted the investigation team. They take this matter very seriously. They will soon shut down the mountain for martial law. The members of the investigation team nearby will come over soon, and there may be a large number of armed police officers later. Come and station, the people from the research institute should arrive here in the afternoon at the latest..."

"Thank you fairy," Abbot Xuanku politely thanked him, but he could also tell that the old abbot felt that Jianzong's support would be more reliable.

Wang Sheng didn't say much, and inquired about devilish energy with Zen Master Rufeng.

Zen Master Rufeng just shook his head. With this weak devilish energy, he couldn't even tell whether it was an evil demon or a demon who was suppressing it.

What is a demon? In fact, the essence is just cultivating evil, a little different from demons.

Whether he can be called a demon depends not on whether an evil cultivator's cultivation is advanced or not, but on the sins he commits. He who is extremely sinful and intolerant of the world is an evil demon and is the public enemy of a righteous cultivator. If he encounters it, he will never die.

Monsters are stained with the word "monster", which refers to mountain spirits and monsters that can practice and harm people, and monsters are brutal. They are inhuman and harmful creatures.

The vitality of heaven and earth has just begun to recover, even if the vitality is much stronger than in ancient times, it takes a relatively long time for the ‘monster’ and the ‘spirit’ to embark on the path of cultivation.

Of course, there are examples of this ancient demon, and it does not rule out that the old demon from a thousand years ago will slowly wake up in the future.

After about half an hour, Wang Sheng and Fei Meizi were drinking tea in the front hall and waiting, when they heard a rhythmic whistle sounded from the distance in the mountains.

The first wave of ‘support’ arrived at Ziyan Temple, but it was not the elders of Jianzong who came...

The two little monks who guarded the door ran in like the wind, and hurriedly shouted: "Abbot! There are many policemen rushing up!"

"They all carry guns! Just like on TV! They look fierce!"

"Don't panic," Master Xuanku said indifferently, "We just chanted sutras and worshipped the Buddha, and we have never done anything illegal. Go open the door, and Lao Na will come to greet you."

"Senior, sit down, I'll go," Wang Sheng took the initiative to stand up, and walked to the outside of the temple, but he used the body technique and was very fast.

Abbot Xuanku and a few Zen masters stood in front of the hall. Fei Mengzi was relieved and patted his forehead, "My brain, how can I forget the non-verbal identity when I am in a hurry."

These two teams of armed police came from running down the mountain. The order they received was to come to Ziyan Temple to cooperate with a Taoist priest with a non-speaking Taoist name.

Although the order was a bit strange, these armed police rushed to the ‘scene of the crime’.

Because there were guests in the temple, the door of Ziyan Temple was originally open, and many monks looked out.

Wang Sheng didn't wear a Taoist gown, but his long hair was still there. He jumped out of the hospital in two steps and shouted directly: "Special investigation team consultant Wang Sheng, the Taoist name is non-verbal."

A panting uncle hurriedly asked: "Are you the master of Wang Fei's language?"

Wang Sheng directly took out the ID from his jacket pocket and handed it to the other party. The latter checked it carefully, and then straightened up in salute and returned the ID.

"The third squadron is assembled! Please adviser Wang to issue combat missions!"

Wang Sheng saw that the fore-numbered armed policemen were sweating on their foreheads. The mountain road where the Ziyan Temple is located is rugged, and it is not easy to come over in such a short time.

"I'm just assisting the investigation team. Please take a rest in the shade, and wait until the investigation team members arrive."

The uncle turned his head and shouted, "Resting in place! Pay attention to discipline!"

"This captain, come in with me, maybe this is a bit weird, please keep it secret as much as possible," Wang Sheng made a please gesture.

The captain frowned, but couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. He followed Wang Sheng and entered this ancient temple, which is actually quite famous in the local area.

In the hall, Abbot Xuanku looked at Fei Lizi and asked in a low voice, "Who is this little fairy?"

"He is a distinguished guest of our Sword Sect, not a disciple of our Sword Sect," Fei Mengzi smiled mysteriously and pointed to the roof. "There is someone above him."

The eyes of the monks looking at Wang Sheng were a little different.

The armed police closed the mountain, but they also stopped the Jianzong group. The anxious group of Dao Ye Dao leaders could only stare. Fortunately, the armed police captain outside the temple asked Wang Sheng what to do, otherwise the Jianzong elders would not be a collective self. It can't be closed.

The elders of Jianzong also acted quite like kendo, and they didn't say a few words of courtesy, so they dared to go to the Fengmojing to check.

Several elders came here holding the classics in the door, and are still looking up about the suppression of ancient demons here.

Several elders of the Void Pill Realm also checked the devil qi in the well water. Although they did not find more, they confirmed that the Demon Sealing Array was damaged, and the ancient demon here must have not died.

An elder mentioned the key question: "This well can connect the water veins on the mountain? If the magical energy leaks, don't pollute the local water quality! Harm the mortals down the mountain!"

Dao Master Jianzong's spirit was shocked, and after a brief discussion, he acted together with the Buddhist practitioners of Rufeng Zen Master, and immediately rushed to the surrounding area of ​​Ziyan Temple and under the mountain to check the water quality.

Wang Sheng continued to wait in the temple.

At noon, two members of the investigation team arrived and completed the handover with Wang Sheng; the other two Taoist masters of Jianzong who came to sharpen Wang Sheng's sword skills also rushed to Ziyan Temple after hearing the news.

People are gathering more and more, and there are five Dao masters of the Sword Sect Void Pill Realm, but few can help, and the identity of the ancient demons under the well has not been confirmed.

A few helicopters flew over to Ziyan Temple at around three o'clock in the afternoon, and several researchers in white coats came here.

Wang Sheng found a familiar bald head among the people entering the temple and hurriedly greeted him.

"Uncle Ma, you are leading the team this time!?"

"Oh, non-verbal," Ma Zibin smiled and greeted him, raising his hand and gently hitting Wang Sheng's chest, "I found your physique has a problem, and you can find strange things wherever you go.

Last time I found Yin Yinxiu in the bar, now I am here to practice swordsmanship, and I found the ancient demon head in the nearby temple...If you are going next time, tell us in advance, and we will make an action plan in advance.

Where is the place where the devil is sealed? The subject of evil cultivation into demons has long been raised, but I didn't expect that this is still an ancient life form in the Tang Xuanzong period. This is a very cherished specimen for us! "

Wang Sheng was suddenly messed up.

Demon or something, it doesn’t seem to be that terrible...