The First Sword of the Earth

Wang Sheng put on his sleeves and epaulettes, and carried a long sword to patrol everywhere. When he walked to the area where the Buddhists gathered, he seemed to have just found his senior sister in the dining car and greeted with a smile:

"Senior Sister!"

The monks who lined up in front of the dining car all looked at Wang Sheng. Several people chanted the Buddha's name to Wang Sheng, and Wang Sheng also bowed their hands.

Mu Wanxuan blinked, beckoning Wang Sheng to come into the dining car, there was still a space for people to stand inside.

So Wang Sheng put on an apron, replaced a staff member of the investigation team, and started the job of serving rice to these Buddhist monks.

As we all know, the job of the referee is fair and just...make every meal well.

After busying for a while, Wang Sheng noticed that the colors and styles of the monk's clothes on the two or three hundred Buddhist monks here are somewhat different;

According to a rough estimate, it is less likely to come from more than a dozen temples.

Naturally, it is impossible to have monks from Ziyan Temple here. The Buddhist corrections in Ziyan Temple are busy cooperating with the research institute, chanting beside the Fengmojing day and night...

The monk whose problem was discovered by Wang Sheng had already packed up the lunch box in his hand, and put away the empty lunch boxes from the same door, walked up to the dining car, and threw it into the trash can next to the dining car.

It seemed that Wang Sheng was looking at him. The monk raised his head and looked at Wang Sheng. Then he smiled and made a Buddhist ceremony, but his eyes were not strange.

This is a monk who seems to be in his early thirties. The Dharma cultivation is equivalent to the late stage of Taoist concentration. He is thin and has ring scars on his head. Holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, the whole person's breath is peaceful and peaceful.

Hum! Hum!

Wang Sheng's phone vibrated a few times, and he apologized to the monk who was waiting for the meal before he took out the phone and glanced at it.

This monk really has a problem.

The identity information is correct, and the journey information is correct, but the only difference is that in the remarks of this monk’s profile, the personality is marked as ‘introverted’ and ‘restrictive’.

It can only be said that the meticulous work of the investigation team has played an unexpected effect this time.

Wang Sheng didn't do much, put the phone back into his pocket, smiled apologetically to the monk who was waiting for the meal, and prepared the rice quickly.

Yin-Yang Sect has been engaged in the wholesale of human skin masks for so many years, and the products have finally been updated and upgraded...

Five minutes later, eight members of the combat readiness team arrived near the dining car. Two girls from the investigation team with folders hurried over and went straight to the Buddha repairer whom Wang Sheng had previously locked.

The surrounding monks all looked over, and there were also many Dao masters and Dao masters who were drinking tea and chatting on the rostrum, and they looked at this place with concern.

"Master Shi An, would you please come with us?"

A girl from the investigation team said in a gentle tone, "There are some errors and omissions in your identity information. We hope you can come over and fill them up again."

"Okay," the fake monk replied with a smile, and said to a few worried monks on the side, "I will go back, it shouldn't be a big deal."

The ‘fake monk’ did not resist, and followed the two investigators to the side entrance of the venue. Eight fully armed combat readiness team members surrounded him in secret, ready to stop him at any time.

Wang Sheng took off his apron, picked up the long sword on the side, blinked at the senior sister, and immediately followed from behind.

Mu Wanxuan suddenly became a little unsure, so...

With the Golden Core Realm Righteous Dao monk watching by, even if this monk was really trying to hide his cultivation base, he couldn't get over any waves.

But just in case, Wang Sheng followed behind and kept out the side door of the venue.

The monk was led into an encirclement of dozens of members of the combat readiness team. When Wang Sheng approached him, there was already questioning inside, and he heard the monk’s voice...

"Amitabha, the little monk is an abandoned baby who was picked up by the master in the mountains. He has grown up in the temple since he was a child. If you don't believe it, you can ask the brothers and sisters of the little monk. They can testify for the little monk."

The investigator asked again: "What is the purpose of Zen Master Shi An to participate in this Immortal Dao Conference?"

"Just by the order of the abbot of our temple, come here for..."

Without warning, there was a sudden rushing sound behind the fake monk, and the sharp sword intent was locked on the vital part of the monk's neck!

The men in the combat readiness team around were stunned by Wang Sheng's sudden shot.

However, a big hand grabbed it backwards, if the thunderbolt thundered, there was a layer of purple gold light in the palm of the hand, and firmly grasped the scabbard shot from behind!

Sword, scabbard?

The face of the monk who raised his left hand stiffened, and a sword roar sounded behind him.

Seven stars shake, the wind and clouds move!

With a solemn face on Wang Sheng, the long sword in his hand burst out with stars; the moment the fake monk grabbed his scabbard, he had already made a decisive move!

Although his own swordsmanship still owes some heat, and he uses a scabbard, he suddenly attacked and attacked from behind. The distance between the two was no more than five meters, and the ordinary fetal knot realm cultivator would never have time to react!

But the monk didn't look back, his figure jumped forward suddenly, the golden light flashed all over his body, and he immediately grabbed the two investigators in front of him with his palm.

But since Wang Sheng dared to try directly, how could he fail to guard against the opponent's move?

The fake monk just leaped up, and the grass in front of him suddenly flew up, and a flying sword came out of the ground and pierced the man's chest and abdomen directly.

The colorful streamer above the sword shone lightly, and its front could break gold and stones!

The fake monk's complexion changed drastically, and he immediately spurred a golden light all over his body, and his figure moved half a meter toward the left side in the air!

The flying sword soared into the sky, but it just cut the fake monk's robe;

The fake monk’s forward thrust was blocked, and he immediately raised his hand to make his claws. There was a suction force in his palm to pull the two pale-faced female investigators in front of him, but he had no time to catch the two men, and he was already exploded behind him. The sword shadow engulfed!

The fake monk had to change his tricks, golden light surged around his body, and his hands quickly formed seals.

Ding Ding Ding...

What he used seemed to be the Buddhist seal of the Vajra, and the sword shadow struck, but only made a series of metal collision sounds.

At the same time, Wang Shengjian walked seven stars, turned around, and directly knocked the two female investigators out with his back.

The fake monk let out a low growl, resisting Wang Sheng's sword move, and immediately rushed toward the left side, which was the way down the mountain.

The surrounding members of the combat readiness group, whose average cultivation base was in the late stage of concentration, had already taken action at this time.

Wang Sheng didn't pursue it, but took a step back. The long sword in his right hand was thrown out, both hands were pointed out at the same time, and the fairy flying sword fell from the sky!

At this moment, a palm shadow fell from the sky, and the vitality around him kept surging. Qing Yanzi did not know when he had already appeared in the air at a height of tens of meters!

The chain net was smashed by the fake monk's golden body, but Wang Sheng's immortal flying sword directly broke the fake monk's golden body, bringing a touch of blood...

Immediately afterwards, a palm shadow fell from the sky, and with the force of a thousand jun, the fake monk was slapped on the ground. The ground suddenly collapsed three feet, and a huge palm print appeared. The fake monk was directly hit into the soil, covered in golden light. broken.

This fake monk is a real virtual pill realm cultivation base, and has suffered a chapter of Qingyanzi. At this time, he can still lie there and shout.

He heard him yell out loudly: "The Daoist is so oppressive of my Buddhism! Too much deception! Too much deception!"

Chains flew around, directly entwining the seriously injured fake monk.

Wang Sheng strode forward, slapped the man's chin with a palm, and directly dislocated the jaw of the fake monk who was still shouting.

"At this time, your Excellency hasn't forgotten to instigate Dao and Buddhism?" Qing Yanzi's voice floated from the sky, "It would be too small to look down upon the Buddhist masters of Dazhi."

There was a Buddha's name immediately from the venue, "Nanwu Amitabha, if this person is a cult spy who hides among my buddhists, please be punished severely. I am also responsible for oversight."

The fake monk's eyes were full of resentment, as if he wanted to swallow Wang Sheng in one bite.

Wang Shengsi didn't care, opened his left hand, and the fairy flying sword flew back, slowly hovering in his palm.

Qing Yanzi said: "Feiyu, you can talk more about this matter, and explain to the masters for the teacher."

"Yes, Master."

Wang Sheng nodded in agreement and watched Master fly back into the arena with two daggers. The disturbance in the arena caused by the fluctuation of vitality outside quickly subsided.

Those two daggers can be completely hidden under Qing Yanzi's feet, so it looks like the wind is out of thin air, and it is more unrestrained, except that it has no practical meaning.

The action of the combat readiness group was extremely fast. When Wang Sheng lowered his head again, they had already tied the fake monk's five-flowers, and pierced the Fengyuan nails in various meridians. Seven or eight seals of the spirit of the town were pasted on this person, and there were two on the side. A soldier knelt on one knee and drew his ears for this man solemnly...

Soon, this person took out two mung bean-sized Gu worms in his ears.

But the strange thing is that they still haven't found a trace of disguise on this person's face.

Mou Yue and several key investigators quickly rushed over and began to interrogate the fake monk on the spot; more than a dozen Taoist chiefs came to watch, and monks from the same monastery as the fake monk were also invited over.

Wang Sheng was instructed by Master to continue to follow up on this matter, and at this time he was awaiting the results of the interrogation.

However, as soon as the man’s dislocated jaw was restored, he immediately burst into tears: “The Daoist is so oppressive of my Buddhism! The Buddha will definitely not spare you!”

The old monk who came by the leader of the temple to which the fake monk belonged groaned a few times and said, "I grew up watching Shi An. Is there any misunderstanding about this matter?"

Wang Sheng asked: "How is the Buddhist cultivation of that Master Shi'an? Which realm is equivalent to our Taoist monks?"

"For the time being, it is the late stage of concentration or the early stage of pregnancy."

"This monk," Wang Sheng pointed at this person, "It is easy to pick up my swordsmanship from behind. The sword formation driven by my 80% cultivation base cannot break his golden light cultivation base. My master smashed it down with a palm. Wound him seriously!"

The expressions of these more than a dozen monks suddenly changed. The old monk chanted a Buddha's name, but one of the monks hurriedly asked: "Where is the real Shaan!?"

"I am Shi'an!" the fake monk cried, "I am Shi'an, uncle! Don't listen to his nonsense! The Taoist school is killing us Buddhism!"

Mou Yue said: "Look to see if there is a human skin mask on his face~www.readwn.com~ Two combat readiness fighters with white gloves moved forward and immediately began to fiddle around. After a busy period of time, there was no effect.

Wang Sheng thought for a while, then turned to look at the female investigator who was sitting paralyzed on the ground, and asked, "Is there any makeup remover? Use it."

The girl tremblingly agreed: "Okay, yes, you will wait a moment, my legs are a bit soft..."

Mou Yue turned around and shouted: "Bring a good bottle of makeup remover over here!"

Wang Sheng's idea was correct. The makeup remover used by the girls worked wonders. Two combat readiness fighters wiped the face with the makeup remover for a while, and quickly tore off the delicate patches.

That face changed drastically!

The fake monk, watching Wang Sheng's eyes almost breathed fire.

Mou Yue said coldly beside him, "Take off his clothes all over and check for that mark!"