The First Sword of the Earth

Although he had made enough preparations, Wang Sheng didn't expect it to be so dangerous.

Just a little bit, he would be slapped by the surging vitality wave on the solid fairy crystal.

Fortunately, the sword spirit Yaoyun helped, and the spiritless sword, which is no longer what it used to be, is sharp enough;

But after Wang Sheng rushed out of the broken ban, he immediately sensed the existence of Feixia Sword and performed Shushan Imperial Swordsmanship.

Stepping on the Feixia sword, mana was injected into this immortal Feixia sword that had been silent for more than ten years, Wang Sheng easily got rid of the chase of the wave behind him.

The cool air rushed over his face, Wang Sheng couldn't help but raise his head and howl, his long hair fluttering freely, and some loose fairy trousers trembling lightly.

Reincarnation!

He came alive again!

Who can believe this?

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Daochang Wang burst into laughter in the air, but soon saw the energized ‘Senior Sister’ who had been working so hard in the air, and quickly stopped speaking with a seriousness.

When you lower your head, you can see the ‘field full of colorful fairy crystals’ below, and the trembling fairy crystal mountain in the most central area;

Large chunks of fairy crystals continued to fall, and dense cracks appeared on the huge jade statue, and in these cracks, more and more fairy light appeared!

"Yaoyun, what else can we do?" Wang Sheng asked hurriedly, "Such a big movement, really won't cause fluctuations in the small underworld?"

‘No,’ Yao Yun replied from the bottom of his heart, she seemed to be deeply tired, ‘you don’t have to do more, just leave it to the immortal who stayed behind in the underworld.

Your senior sister left Xiaodifu yesterday. I had been busy suppressing the ban before, but it was too late to tell you. You will find her later.

My spiritual power has been consumed too much in the past few days, so I need to cultivate for a while, don't let this sword leave your hands, and don't let anyone touch my...the sword where I am. ’

"Don't worry, you guys rest first."

Wang Wencheng said something, only then had the opportunity to look at the whole picture of this brand-new spiritless sword.

The shape and size of the sword did not change much, but from the original silver-white cold sword, it became a fairy sword forged like crystal.

The body of the sword is thorough, like a whole spar formed naturally, without the slightest trace of unnaturalness;

The blade is so thin that it can hardly be seen with the naked eye, but the center of the blade is thicker, and the fairy light flickers gently inside, exuding a mysterious Taoist rhyme all the time.

The original material of the non-spirit sword is very special. It can be regarded as the crystallization of modern technology. It does not have the slightest spirituality in itself, but it is extremely sharp. It has an increase in true essence and mana.

But it did not expect that at the critical moment, it was the one who saved himself once, carried Yaoyun's fairy soul, and burst out Yaoyun's last fairy power, building a second earth spirit seal.

In that very short moment, this non-spirited sword was refinished by Yaoyun again, and then it became the host of Yaoyun's spirit body;

Over the past ten years, this sword has been under the pressure of the entire Earth Spirit's ban. It is an extraordinary product, and it is equivalent to having been'forged' for more than ten years, and now it is even more extraordinary.

Moreover, in order to get Wang Sheng out of the gate ahead of time, Yao Yun took the initiative to integrate with this sword, releasing most of the vitality in the earth spirit's forbidden, and it can be regarded as the sword spirit of this sword...

Therefore, this sword is not only extremely high-rank and extremely sharp at this time, but also has a complete sword spirit...

I don't know what level of treasure this is.

Holding it in his hand, Wang Sheng could clearly feel that this sword had some kind of close connection with him; when he used his sword moves before, Wang Sheng also felt the extraordinaryness of this new spiritless sword.

The most intuitive point-the mana injected into it is completely accepted, and has been almost doubled.

Even in the fairy treasure, this sword can be considered a top-notch existence.

It's a pity that he is only a monk in the Tianfu realm, unable to exert the true power of this sword;

So I secretly made up my mind that in the future, my strength must be worthy of this fairy sword!

The tip of the Feixia Sword trembled slightly, as if paying tribute to the new Spiritless Sword; it was just that the sword spirit in the Spiritless Sword had already rested, and she ignored the Jianwan Flying Sword that was stepped on by Wang Sheng.

The status and rarity of Feixia Sword plummeted in Wang Daochang’s sword library...

Sister left the Xiaodifu yesterday?

Feeling the raging situation of vitality raging away, and looking at the bushes below which were blown toppling like a violent wind, Wang Sheng's heart was not as anxious as before he broke the barrier.

Senior sister should have something important to go out, just ask senior sister later.

His eyes suddenly saw a house in the forest, which was shaking gently in the wind.

Wang Sheng raised his eyebrows, stepped on the Feixia sword, and fell, his left hand opened, his five fingers folded, and a dark golden light covered the forest hut, and then he entered through the vacant wooden door.

This is where the elder sister lived for more than ten years when she waited for herself...

With a soft sigh, Wang Sheng's gaze showed a bit of safety.

The layout of the house is tight and simple. There is a small bed in the corner, and the head and foot of the bed are piled with ‘brightly colored’ books.

Not only the head and foot of the bed, but also under the bed, the large bookcases that take up nearly half of the cabin.

In general, the academic atmosphere here is quite strong.

Even if the senior sister is in the Xiaodifu, where there is no internet and no electricity, she still has not given up on'learning'. This kind of perseverance really makes the king...

Powerless to complain.

Soon, Wang Sheng smiled. Behind a bookcase, he saw his "relic"—the Liuxian robe hung on the wall in a big picture frame.

Raising his hand and gently ‘pick aside’ the bookcase, took out the Liuxian robe and put it on his body, and saw the dressing table with the senior sister on the side, and floated over with his hands behind his back.

I simply **** my long hair and didn’t bother to insert a hairpin. I drew my fingers across the piles of white paper. It seemed that Mu Wanxuan wrote the calligraphy in her daily life, a few volumes of Taoism and a few volumes of Yin-Yang miscellaneous articles. .

Wang Sheng turned to the lower pages and found that the words "Wang Sheng" were densely written on the pages, and he couldn't help but sigh softly.

Go to the senior sister.

Turning around, the wind outside has stopped. Although the vitality burst is fierce, it has quickly integrated into the entire small underworld.

Opened the door of the house and walked forward, only to see Po Meng slowly falling from the air, bowing to Wang Sheng to salute.

Wang Sheng also replied decently. He heard Yaoyun mentioned it and knew that the netherworld immortal standing in front of him at this time was Shen Qianlin, but not Shen Qianlin, but as long as it takes time, he can revert to Shen Qianlin...

"Yes, where is His Highness Yaoyun?"

Wang Sheng lifted the spiritless sword in her hand, Po Meng frowned and looked at it, then nodded lightly.

"That's it, your Highness made you all survive this way."

Wang Sheng smiled and nodded, and said, "Fairy Yaoyun said, "Senior sister, as long as you keep practicing, you can get out of the situation where your soul is suppressed for hundreds of years."

"Meng Po" changed his eyes for a moment, and then sighed quietly, but did not answer.

"Where is my senior sister?" Wang Sheng asked actively, "Senior sister, do you know that my senior sister went there?"

"Fairy Huaqing is waiting in the Pingdu Mountain at this time," Meng Po said, "Recently, the small underworld is turbulent, and the ban is showing signs of breaking at any time. The old man was afraid that she would be injured by staying here, so I found a reason to remove her.

At this moment, she was waiting in the Di Yinzong. "

Wang Sheng was shocked, and before he could speak, Po Meng leaned forward and made a please gesture.

"The old man sent the righteous man to go."

Po Meng's respect for Wang Sheng was naturally due to Wang Sheng's unhesitating leap before.

Being led by Meng Po's immortal power, Wang Sheng flew through the upper and lower passages of the eighteen layers of **** very quickly, and flew over the dim sky of the small underworld.

He suddenly asked: "Senior Sister, is this little mansion near the core of the earth?"

"The little mansion is attached to this realm, but it does not appear in this realm. Only the ghost gate can cross the barrier between yin and yang," Meng Po briefly explained, "The power of Emperor Ziwei is not for us to predict."

Wang Sheng nodded, and didn't ask more about these.

He also became nervous inexplicably.

Landing inside the Guimen Pass, Wang Sheng sighed a little while looking at the stone archway.

More than a dozen years have passed in a flash, and I don't know what is waiting for me outside, but no matter what, the senior sister should be there.

Feeling that Meng Po was wrapping herself with a ball of mana, Wang Sheng turned around and handed over to Meng Po and said, "Senior Sister, take care. If you have anything to do, let Di Yinzong come to me."

Yan Ba ​​turned around and stepped out of the ghost gate, and suddenly there was a phantom of light in front of him, and when the picture returned to normal, he suddenly found himself standing on the edge of a mountain cliff.

The gentle breeze passing by, with a soft wind;

In front of Wang Sheng, the Diyin clan members who gathered here because of the turmoil in the small underground palace, at this time, most of them looked at Wang Sheng with a devilish expression, and only three or four teenagers did not know this person. Who.

Wang Sheng searched among the crowd. When he saw the shadow behind the crowd, he subconsciously took two steps forward, but stopped suddenly for some reason.

"Master... Senior Sister..."

At the back of the crowd, at this moment, the jade man in the pale white embroidered lotus dress was not Mu Wanxuan who had been reading for thirteen years, but who had been looking forward to thirteen years?

At this moment, Mu Wanxuan's bright eyes were round, her eyebrows were curved, her eye sockets suddenly became moist, and she bit her shallow lips.

Looking at you, UU reading www.uukānshu. Com only knows this heart is warm and cold;

When I reunited with you, I knew the bitterness of parting.

At that moment, between the sky and the earth, on the cliffs, it seemed that there was only each other left. You looked at me and I looked at you.

You don't say a word, I don't say a word, but suddenly I know what you want to say from the bottom of my heart.

Staring at her clear eyes, Wang Sheng's gaze returned to the security of the past, and the impetuosity in her heart quietly dissipated; Mu Wanxuan raised her hand to adjust the tip of her hair, her gaze with a few minutes of expectation.

Stepping forward, Wang Sheng wanted to walk over, walked in front of her, and told her that he was back and would never leave again...

only…

"Fuck! Damn it! Dao Wang's soul rushed out of the underground mansion!"

"Take the talisman! Prepare to collect the ghost bottle, don't hurt Dao Wang!"

"What are you shouting! Live! This is alive! Daoist Wang is still alive!"