The First Sword of the Earth

Chapter 376

This "True Hell Live Broadcast" stopped after two hours.

The main reason is that the content is too monotonous, and the situation in the eighteenth **** is too tragic, which violates the image of a gentle and modest gentleman in Dahua.

The other is... the cost of communicating across small planes over long distances is simply too high.

It is estimated that Emperor Ziwei, who opened a small underworld in ancient times, did not expect that today’s people could have this method to take pictures of the eighteenth-layer **** and broadcast them to ordinary people for viewing...

The iron tree hell, the scissors hell, and the ice mountain hell, unless the Taoist heart is strong, those pictures will easily leave a psychological shadow.

The entire trial lasted for more than ten hours. The temporary ghosts of the Di Yinzong glared until the eyes were dry, and the facial muscles twitched with grin.

The magistrate was in a daze at the magistrate's assistant throughout the whole process, and the assistant magistrate's lips were worn out. The problem was that there was not a cup of tea to drink for more than ten hours, causing Wang Daochang to express a little dissatisfaction.

During the first half of the journey, the monks outside the temple watched with relish;

In the second half of the journey, in addition to the several combat readiness team instructors who were responsible for shooting and recording videos as storage materials, the other monks had already started taking the opportunity to tour the ten Yama Halls in the sky, and truly felt the proof that the heavens had existed in those days.

At the beginning, Wang Sheng still maintained a certain degree of enthusiasm, and became a little numb in the back.

During this ghost trial, there were three people who left a deep impression on Wang Sheng... to be precise, it should be the three ghosts.

The first one is naturally Galina.

This ray of her soul was used by Xi Lian to ask about the location of the blood clan treasure house at the time. After evacuating all the blood clan family assets, Xi Lian also connected Galina’s soul to the souls of those blood clan masters, and handed it over to the person responsible for this. The master of the matter.

When Galina was escorted up, she was still just a blood-red little bat; Wang Sheng could clearly feel that the power of rules in the hall here was converging towards the little bat.

But in the blink of an eye, that beautiful and unparalleled vampire queen appeared again, her eyes full of anger, staring at Wang Sheng above the main seat.

The king sneered, his eyes showed a little bit of coldness, but then he thought that Galina was just a ray of remnant soul at this time, and he didn't need to bother too much.

"Guild Galina, the leader of this alien blood race, is responsible for looting the people of the great Chinese nation, killing countless lives, and the crime is extremely wicked, and the sin is unforgivable..."

"Wang Sheng, you can kill me directly!"

Galina spoke coldly and stood up slowly, her long skirt resembling real clothes.

The two ghosts on the side uttered two loud shouts, and moved forward, two dark sticks hit Galina's leg.

Galina at this time, although she still carried the pride of being an ancient prince of blood, was no different from an ordinary ghost; she could only snorted when she hit with two sticks, and knelt on the ground again.

Wang Sheng said calmly: "You have to wait until you have been punished to kill you. There are eighteen layers of **** below. When you enter, life is better than death.

To be honest, death may be a relief for you. "

Galina shouted in Chinese: "This is your respect for the strong!? You and I were once opponents anyway. Even if I lose now, I deserve to be respected to death!"

With a sneer, the senior sister who had been sitting silently laughed.

Wang Sheng put the inanimate sword on the book case, carrying his hands on his back, and took the opportunity to move the joints that he had stood for a long time. "In your eyes, the so-called strong are like you and me?

You are also a person who has come alive from ancient times, and you should have felt the breath of a real strong man. I am only a Nascent Soul Realm monk now, but you can't even beat me, and I am ashamed to say that you are a strong man.

Taking a step back, you and I are not opponents, but enemies; I will never be stingy with my own means when dealing with enemies.

There are still remnants of the blood lurking on this azure planet. As a warning to them, you have to be sentenced here for thirty years. Every year you have a layer of hell. At first, let you start from the blood pond hell. Tortured.

Thirty years later, you may be lost in spirit. "

Wang Sheng's words fell, and Mu Wanxuan had already drawn a stroke on the side. Galina's face was extremely gray, and she was dragged out of the hall by two ghosts and thrown into the eighteen layers of **** below.

"Oh," Wang Sheng was also a little sighed, and then he understood a little truth.

The reason why the legend of eighteen layers of **** is circulating in the world should be to warn the world to do less evil and do more good.

The second person who impressed Wang Sheng was a'Western Witch' who was able to manipulate ghosts. She tried to secretly control the ghosts on the side, but as soon as she shot her hands, a pair of scarlet scissors fell directly above the hall. , Directly cut this person's soul into pieces.

The third one is more funny. After being escorted, he kept shouting: ‘Let Satan come to try me! I only accept the trial of Satan or Hades! ’

Except for these three, most of the souls no longer have any sense of resistance. When they were taken into the Yama Hall, they were already suppressed by the Yama Hall...

Half a day later, more than a thousand souls entered eighteen levels of hell, and the matter was also over.

When he was about to leave Xiaodifu, Wang Sheng said that he would go and say goodbye to the Immortal Meng Po;

However, Wang Sheng stepped on the Feixia sword to the Samsara Hall in the game, but only saw the empty hall, and did not see the sign of the Immortal Meng Po.

"Senior Sister..."

Wang Daochang carried the inanimate sword, and stood facing the Samsara Hall for a while.

He was actually quite worried about Shen Qianlin's state; although Yaoyun explained that Senior Sister Shen Qianlin would slowly control the power of the immortal handed down, but there would always be many hidden dangers.

Maybe the senior sister’s personality will be changed a lot from the original, and maybe it will really turn into the ‘spirit’ of the small underworld...

But in this matter, Wang Sheng couldn't help the senior sister.

The situation in the small underworld was very critical that day, the senior sister sacrificed herself, awakened the "Meng Po", and moved into the small underworld, stabilizing the small underworld again.

This is the senior sister's own choice, which is admirable and a little distressing.

What she always wanted was to find an ordinary person to start a family and to walk through this life simply and happily; but in the end, she was not even a practitioner, but turned into the body of an immortal, and was banned from her seven emotions and six desires.

Sighed.

Wang Sheng can only hope that the senior sister will find herself back soon and be able to drive this celestial power as soon as possible.

There are two major hurdles of becoming immortal, rebirth and transcendence. If you become immortal, if you can help Senior Sister, let's do more to help Senior Sister.

Wang Sheng did have some certainty about the matter of becoming immortal, and the next step was to practice enlightenment.

"Feiyu! Sect Master Shen invited the three of us to go to Diyin Sect for a banquet. Do you have anything to do? If nothing happens, let's go to Diyin Sect together as a guest!"

The master's shout came from far behind. When Wang Sheng turned around, he saw his master and senior sister, and he couldn't help but smile.

"good!"

With a promise, Wang Sheng turned his head to face the Temple of Reincarnation and made a deep gesture, then stepped on the Feixia sword and turned back to the senior sister's side.

They stretched out their hands naturally, and they held each other's left and right hands; Qing Yanzi smiled and didn't say a word, feeling a lot of comfort.

Shen Sui'an and the dozens of ghosts waited not far ahead; those who were invited together were also the "representatives" of the various families who came here today to observe the ceremony. This can be regarded as a large-scale gathering NS.

The three masters and apprentices flew forward together, Wang Sheng scratched his fingers in the palm of the senior sister, who blinked at Wang Sheng, slightly puzzled.

"It's okay," Wang Sheng chuckled lightly.

I just want to laugh inexplicably, and I don't know what kind of spell it is.

This group of people had just flown less than a hundred kilometers in Xiaodi Mansion, and Guimenguan appeared in the air by itself, leading them to Pingdu Mountain.

At this time, in the Temple of Samsara, the sitting figure reappeared, as if it had never left.

There was a little helplessness, a little safety, and a little relief in her eyes, but these emotions did not stay for a few seconds, and a mysterious Taoist rhyme appeared on her body, returning to the usual indifference again.

The soft sigh left by Wang Sheng still faintly circulated in the hall for a long time.

...

When I returned home from Pingdu Mountain, it was already noon on the third day.

No way, Master and Shen Suian drank too much wine. Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan naturally wanted to stay and take care of them. They went back to the villa by the lake to practice together until they sobered up in a daze.

The master still has to run around, just like an unstoppable toil.

On the way back, Wang Sheng said: "Senior Sister, let's fly slower. Let's walk around more."

Mu Wanxuan naturally agreed with a soft voice, put away her ice glass sword, and stepped on the Feixia sword with her junior.

Swim among the clear springs of the mountains and find the place of the ancient Moxian forest.

Along the way, the two people didn't say much, and most of the time the conversations were of little practical significance. They sighed with emotions about the lake and the mountains, but they felt very comfortable with each other.

If you talk too much, you will be noisy, and if you talk less, you will not be unfamiliar.

Wang Daochang is also consciously making himself and the senior sister closer in physical movements, from holding hands to simple embracing, the tacit understanding between the two is already quite good.

Of course, Wang Sheng has not tried the part that is not suitable for children.

It's not that they didn't have the courage. They are only a few heads away from the legal couple and get a certificate. It is purely that Wang Sheng has changed the angle of thinking about the problem.

He now thinks more about what the senior sister wants, not what he wants.

Before returning to the villa, the two stopped in a bamboo forest by the lake and walked home while walking.

Wang Sheng suddenly asked, "Sister, when will you be able to break through the Nascent Soul?"

"Hmm..." Mu Wanxuan's smile that had always been on her lips disappeared, her pretty face was a bit sad, and then she sighed softly, "I don't know."

"Encountered a bottleneck?"

"Um."

Mu Wanxuan nodded lightly, then gently pushed away Wang Sheng's big hand, took out her mobile phone and typed two lines.

‘I have been forced to comprehend some time ago, but at first it was okay, but it was very slow to advance later.

The yin and yang balance should have been constantly comprehended~www.readwn.com~ I don’t know if my comprehension is insufficient, and the growth rate of the cultivation level is far worse than yours. ’

Wang Sheng smiled, "I have been in Xiaodifu for 13 years. Otherwise, the advancement of cultivation is definitely not as good as Senior Sister.

In this way, after we go back, let's talk about it and see if we can give you some inspiration. "

"how?"

"Just tell each other about the understanding of the Tao, you also have the foundation of the Pure Yang Xianjue, and I also have the sword intent of the two yis, which may be helpful."

As soon as Wang Sheng's words fell, Mu Wanxuan's eyes glowed immediately, and she ran to the villa with her younger brother.

Obviously, the person that Senior Sister cares most about right now is naturally Junior Apprentice; and what she cares most about is that her cultivation level is far pulled down by Junior Apprentice, and she has fallen into a cultivation bottleneck.

The junior is naturally required;

The majesty of the master sister, that must also be maintained!

(End of this chapter)