The First Sword of the Earth

At ten o'clock in the evening, Mu Wanxuan sat up slowly rubbing her long hair, and Wang Sheng, who was practicing Feijian, opened her eyes immediately.

"Senior Sister?"

Although the light in the room was not turned on, everyone was a cultivator in the virtual core state, so night vision was natural.

"Rice……"

The senior sister yawned in a daze.

Wang Sheng immediately smiled and said, "It's all set, just wait for us to eat."

"Oh!"

Mu Wanxuan suddenly came to her mind, her diamond-like eyes were full of light, and she immediately turned over and stood up.

She prepared half of the New Year's Eve dinner, which is quite hearty!

"Sister, put on clothes first."

Mu Wanxuan blinked, turned around quickly, and casually recruited her sweater, and put it on her body neatly...

Wang Sheng got up and turned on the light in the room, and the senior sister's fingers smoothed out her long hair; the cultivator's long hair was very simple, nourished by the true essence, black and soft.

When she was almost ready, Wang Sheng opened the door, and a burst of scent of food mixed with the smell of burning incense rushed over his face.

As soon as she left the house, Mu Wanxuan turned to the left and went straight to the table full of freshly heated meals; while Wang Sheng turned to the right and looked in the living room.

My father has hung up the two-meter-wide "God Map", made a small table, lighted two candles, and put the rich offerings and incense burner on the table, and put it in front of the God Map. Photos of deceased grandparents and great-grandparents.

This map of the gods, which has been widely circulated in the last two years, is quite interesting.

The statues painted on it are similar to the orthodox classification of Taoist deities, and they are like a collection of various folk legends.

The composition is from the Lingxiao Hall to the Nantian Gate. At the top are three old gods who only have a few strokes. That is the Master of the Sanqing ancestors.

Sanqing sat in the clouds and mist above the Lingxiao Hall. It seemed that he was only picked up a few strokes, but it conveyed the respect and respect of the person who made the **** map.

Don't dare to paint too much with mundane pen and ink.

Under the Three Qings, there were still several figures behind the High Heaven Hall, and dozens of figures on both sides of the High Heaven Hall, either fairies or celestial generals, but most of them were hidden in the clouds and mist, and no specifics were visible.

The most detailed composition is the Palace of the High Heavens. Clouds are lingering in the palace, and a majestic emperor sits inside. The portrait of the emperor is quite large and the most conspicuous. Influenced by "Journey to the West", this portrait resembles the image of the "Jade Emperor" often seen on TV.

With the name written on the side, it really is the Jade Emperor.

On the side of the Jade Emperor, there is a colorful throne. On top of it sits a graceful female deity. On the side, there is a title. This is the ‘Queen’s Empress’, which has a strong folklore color.

Below the emperor are four deities in imperial robes, whose figures are nearly half smaller than the portraits of the gods of the emperor. They are the emperor Ziwei, the emperor Changsheng, the emperor Gochen, and the emperor of Houtu. .

Below the four imperials are the five sides and five emperors, namely the Eastern Blue Emperor, the Southern Red Emperor, the Central Yellow Emperor, the Western White Emperor, and the Northern Black Emperor.

Four imperial emperors and five emperors rank before the immortal class. Apart from the heavenly emperors, they are the most conspicuous. Below them are several rows of gods. Twenty-eight nights, eight immortals, etc., as well as many heavenly soldiers the size of fingernails.

In short, whoever has a high status and a high position in it can have a ‘bigger’ portrait.

This represents the difference in enjoying incense offerings.

My master is one of the eight immortals, because the eight immortals are ‘sanxian’ in myths and legends, and they are only enjoyed in the heavenly court, so their position in the image of the gods is not conspicuous.

There is also a composition under the Nantian Gate.

Wang Sheng stepped back two steps, looked down, and saw that there was a little cloud and mist under the Nantian Gate, and underneath was a small area that listed the gods of Mingsi.

Wang Sheng looked back for a while, Taoist disciples, must worship Sanqing, and even more importantly, Master Patriarch.

Although the grandpa was thrown away on it...

Seeing that the incense was about to burn out, Wang Sheng took the three sticks of incense and introduced it to the candle, and respectfully made a bend, and put the three sticks of incense in the incense burner.

Father’s laughter came from the side: “It’s not good to be incense like this, you have to kowtow! It won’t work if you don’t kowtow!"

Wang Sheng nodded, and kowtowed to the Sanqing Patriarch and the Mantian God Spirit. Maybe he Feixian saw these Patriarchs in the future, so he could still make up for himself...

Wang Sheng knelt on his knees and kowtowed three heads, saying, "Three gods and four ghosts". This is exquisite.

He raised his head and was about to stand up, suddenly realized that Lingnian caught a trace of strangeness.

He stood up, frowned and stared at the idol map, and then stared at the plumes of white smoke. It seemed that through the white smoke, he really saw the palace of the party, but when he fixed his eyes, it was still just a machine-printed portrait...

Really alive?

That's right, the path of practice is now open, and these gods who have passed down the path of practice have definitely existed in theory.

Whether they were the first "human beings" who discovered the method of cultivation to become immortals, or the "gods" who had come to the earth to enlighten the ancients, they must have existed on the earth.

Wang Sheng turned his head to look at the three big men who had already started to move their chopsticks, smiled helplessly, and didn't wait for him.

"Senior Sister, come to pay respects too, there is our Patriarch on it."

"Oh!" The elder sister reluctantly left the dining table and ran over with her slippers. She acted swiftly in front of the image of the god, and knocked for the first time three times.

Wang Sheng, who had been watching the idol all the time, carefully realized that he wanted to feel whether the'power of incense' really existed. However, the strangeness he noticed this time made him shocked and sweated all over his body...

When Senior Sister knocked her head, there was indeed a faint but real spiritual fluctuation in the white smoke, which seemed to be Senior Sister's wish.

This should be the power of incense, but it is very weak.

However, aware of the power of incense, Wang Sheng, who was about to feel it carefully, suddenly noticed that in the clouds beside the palace of the sky, there was an'unknown female fairy' drawn with a few strokes as if it were alive. There were only two strokes. The pupils that were pointed out seemed to show through and fell on himself and the senior sister!

In an instant, Wang Sheng's hairs stood up all over his body, and he almost subconsciously grabbed the senior sister's arm and pulled her up to protect him behind him.

But everything seemed like an illusion, Wang Sheng's fingers trembled slightly, the image of the idol was still there, and the strange portrait of the unnamed female fairy that appeared just now was nothing unusual.

The white smoke curled up and was sucked away by the exhaust fan, without any fluctuations in the slightest.

"Um?"

A small hand stretched out from behind and landed on Wang Sheng's forehead; Wang Sheng turned his head and smiled at the senior sister, then frowned and looked at the nameless female fairy in the **** map for a while.

The more I watched, Wang Sheng always felt that this female fairy seemed a little familiar...

"Dad, where did you buy this **** map?"

"A colleague in my unit bought it for tens of dollars," Dad Wang replied with a smile, "Come on, eat and study before you eat. This is great for the New Year."

Mu Wanxuan pulled Wang Sheng to the dining table and pressed him on a chair; the New Year's Eve dinner is the top priority today, and everything else is trivial.

Wang Sheng ran to the living room again, took a picture of the **** map with his mobile phone, searched the Internet, and found no information, and sent another picture to Mou Yue.

Soon, Mou Yue replied: ‘For those who celebrate the New Year, Wang Daochang doesn’t say a Happy New Year. ’

Wang Sheng quickly typed four words: ‘Happy New Year. ’

‘Puff, happy...what’s the matter? ’

News of Mou Yue came back quickly: "This is the image of worship that has become popular in the past two years. It seems that I have heard someone mention it. Is there any problem with this image? ’

‘Check who is pushing this **** map behind the scenes. I don’t understand the power of incense, but it does exist. Don’t be used by evil cultivators. ’

Wang Sheng was worried about this.

A few minutes later, the news of Mou Yue came back. First, he sent an embarrassing emoji, and then briefly explained.

This image of worshipping the gods is officially promoted, otherwise it would not be possible to spread to all parts of Dahua within two years.

Mou Yue didn't explain the specific reason, only that it seemed to be doing research.

Research?

The research institute did it? Those big guys have already begun to study the power of incense?

Wang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Feeling that his father's eyes were a little stern on the side, Wang Sheng quickly threw the phone aside, picked up the Fat House Happy Water in front of him, and said with a smile:

"Happy New Year!"

Parents and sisters raised their glasses together. Parents shouted "Happy New Year", and the senior sister shouted "Le", pretending to be in it.

Then Wang Sheng blinked, "Mom, can you drink carbonated drinks?"

The mother, who has been in a state of youth, smiled with a guilty conscience, "a little bit, a little bit."

"The New Year's Eve, your mother is not a prisoner, why can't you drink it?" A certain middle-aged uncle gave an old-fashioned lesson, and Wang Sheng hurriedly bowed his head to eat.

The home address can be seen.

...

At the same moment.

In the hinterland of Dahua State, a hollowed-out mountain, hundreds of meters underground, is the headquarters of the ‘Research Institute of Taoism’.

The harsh sirens sounded everywhere ~www.readwn.com~A group of middle-aged and elderly researchers in white coats rushed to the bottom of the research institute with excitement at this moment.

In the center of the vast field full of precision instruments, in the isolation enclosure placed vertically, the'female corpse on the moon' that had been calm for several years suddenly changed, and her long hair kept fluttering.

The isolation cover around her can completely block the vitality, but at this time, the isolation cover has a trace of cracks, and strong winds converge toward the isolation cover from all directions, constantly squeezing the isolation cover.

An old man in a wheelchair shouted: "She is going to wake up again! Hurry! Open the enclosure! Don't trap her, open the way to the outside world!"

Someone immediately retorted: "Deputy Chief, the air power outside is not ready to be in place, what if she flies away directly? Who can be responsible for this?"

"We can't trap her..."

As soon as the voice of the old man in the wheelchair fell, the isolation cover suddenly exploded, a burst of vitality rushed in, and the female body immediately appeared colorful fairy lights! Remember the website of this site, www. biquxu. Com, easy to read next time, or enter "" on Baidu to enter this site