The First Sword of the Earth

Chapter 391 Same Nine, He Xiu【Four more】

Chasing the Wuling Sword through the Little Immortal Realm, the magnificent ancient temples everywhere exude a touch of coercion.

Every hall here is an artwork of unimaginable value. Just the carvings at the ends of the cornices, Wang Sheng has discovered dozens of different styles.

Thousand Immortals and Thousand Palaces are different;

Baili Xianshan, flourishing in four seasons.

that is……

"What are the fairies doing so far apart each hall?"

"After you become an immortal, will Yukong be as slow as you?"

Yaoyun seemed to be in a very good mood, Wang Sheng spit out a few words casually, and she would also respond to retort.

This reminded Wang Sheng of the time when he was trapped by the spirit of the earth, and the years after the thirteen years, Wang Sheng would not be so lonely and crazy because of the ‘fighting’ with Yao Yun.

Wang Sheng said: "How long does it take to dream of Sendai?"

"It depends on your chance," Yao Yun said calmly, "No one can tell. There are immortals who have dreamed for a hundred years, but there are also immortals who wake up in three days.

Regardless of the time changes in the dream, the benefits gained are not determined by the length of the dream, but all in one's own chance. "

Wang Sheng nodded calmly, and said: "If I passed through the barriers and successfully fell asleep, Yaoyun, remember to leave a letter with my senior sister. I'm afraid that I will be worried if she can't find it when she comes out of retreat."

"Yeah," Yao Yun nodded in response, turning his head slightly to stare at Wang Sheng's face.

"What's wrong?"

"You have many shortcomings, but there is one shortcoming that I am not disgusted with, that is, the excessive care for Huaqing," Yaoyun smiled faintly, "She is the reincarnation of my heavenly justice, aptitude, The savvy is good, it's not a three-year-old child anymore."

"Senior Sister doesn't understand a lot... OK," Wang Daochang shrugged, not refuting it.

Can you blame him for this?

From the time I first met, Sister Sister was too simple, and this world and people's hearts are so complicated!

In order to change the subject, Wang Sheng asked a few things about the Little Immortal Realm, and Yaoyun answered them one by one.

There are spirits in various immortal temples here, but these spirits are not ordinary spirit bodies, nor can they practice on their own, they are the incarnations of various immortal temples.

For example, in the palaces used by some great immortals for daily practice, the temple spirit may only be responsible for cleaning the dust; another example is the retreat hall where the senior sister is at this time, and the temple spirit is responsible for monitoring the state of the retreat.

It was like flying from one end of the "inner layer" of Xiaoxianjie to the other, and when there was only a cloud and mist left around, they arrived at a blessed place in Xiaoxianjie.

Dream Sendai.

A square stone platform is spinning quietly in the misty clouds.

The structure of the stone platform is very simple, but it gives people a unique charm that is unclear and unclear; there are several steps on the four sides of the stone platform, and everyone who comes to Mengxiantai can pick up the steps, and the trial of Mengxiantai is Proceed on these steps.

"Mengxiantai came from the hands of a big Luo Jinxian, and it is a spirit treasure in itself; it's just that this spirit treasure is useless for battle, so it was left in the small fairy world."

Yaoyun lifted his chin slightly, "Go up, I think you have to go through a few times to pass the three levels and get to the stage."

Wang Sheng said calmly: "The number of passes must be less than or equal to three."

"Hmph, then I will wait and see."

Although the scenes were light-hearted, Wang Sheng was actually ready for a'long-term battle' in his heart.

After all, this is the land of the immortal family. He is only the little shrimp in the middle stage of Yuanying. In the end, as long as he climbs on the Mengxiantai, he will make a profit. No matter how hard the process is, he can accept it.

It seemed that someone was coming over, the stone platform stopped spinning, and the fairy lights woven into a colorful bridge. At the end of the bridge was the first step of climbing the stone platform.

Standing in front of the stage with a scabbard on his back, his hands empty and his eyes concentrating;

Wang Sheng immediately felt two gentle pressures on his shoulders, preventing him from jumping or flying.

He walked forward honestly, walked up to the steps without any surprises, and stepped on the first step with one foot.

The surrounding scenery suddenly changed, and Wang Sheng appeared on a smooth, mirror-like lake, with blue sky and white clouds above his head, and gently rippling lake water below.

Can't return.

This thought came up in my heart inexplicably, and his whole body was erected, but his other foot also moved forward slowly, standing quietly for a while.

What a powerful fairy...

This is the blessed land of the Little Immortal Realm. Even if there is a trial, there should be no means of hurting people's lives; Wang Sheng wants to understand these and there is no worries about it, and it is another step forward.

咚——

As if a drop of water fell on the surface of the lake, the sound penetrated Wang Sheng's ears, making him feel uncomfortable all over his body. The pores all over his body opened up, and his spirit was quickly clear.

Ahead, three meters away, a phantom slowly solidified, bald, skinny as firewood, wearing a Taoist robe, holding a whisk, sitting on a lotus platform, like a Buddha and an immortal, and half Zen and half Tao.

This should be the spirit of Mengxiantai.

The old man looked at Wang Sheng with those turbid and godless eyes, and asked slowly, "Who?"

"Wang Sheng."

Asked again: "Where to go?"

Wang Sheng thought for a while, then replied: "Mengxiantai."

The old man nodded slowly, and then gently waved his hand. A curtain of water rose in front of Wang Sheng, and in the lake beside Wang Sheng's feet, three lingering swords slowly floated up.

"The first level, break it."

Wang Daochang nodded slowly, just about to grab a fairy sword, but realized something.

Yaoyun had just warned him that the trials encountered by each person who broke through the barrier were not the same, but they were all in the Mengxiantai test, whether the person who broke through the barrier was qualified to be on the Mengxiantai.

If it is ‘teach students in accordance with their aptitude’, then the ‘examination question’ of the first level should be kendo.

Break the water curtain? Cut the water with a sword? All the new-age monks who came from nine-year compulsory education all know the basic scientific principles and have memorized the phrase ‘pull the knife and cut the water to make the water flow better’.

With his own strength at this time, he could easily shoot the sword shadow with mana, and he could easily disperse the curtain of water in front of him; but Wang Sheng estimated that he would be judged defeated as long as he shot the sword next.

This seems to be a test of swordsmanship, but in fact it is a test of...philosophy.

Wang Daochang decided to take a risk, instead of drawing his sword, just stepping forward, crossing the curtain of water almost without hindrance, and taking a step forward at the same time.

The old man asked: "Why don't you go in."

Two answers immediately appeared in Wang Sheng's heart:

One is, ‘my body has come over, it proves that I have broken the curtain of water’.

Second, ‘you can advance if you hit it, you can advance if you don’t hit it, why do you need to hit it? ’

From the consistent urination and coughing of these immortals, from the style and style of these immortals, Wang Sheng felt that as long as the answer was to be higher and more philosophical, it would be better to fool the past.

In the face of forced grid, the actual meaning is not important.

So he answered the second sentence decisively.

"good."

There was a little light in Lao Hot's eyes, he looked at Wang Sheng a few times, and then with a wave of his palm, two fairy swords appeared in front of Wang Sheng.

The fairy sword on the left was wrapped in fire, and the body of the sword on the right was rippling, and the two fairy swords repelled each other.

Want to test his swordsmanship?

"Choose one of the two, if you choose the right one, you can pass the second level."

this?

Wang Daochang frowned and fell into contemplation.

In many cases, the simpler the questions, the more complicated the questions. Since the age of seven, the king has experienced various examinations in his previous life, and he is like a great enemy at this time.

Water and fire, the two swords are suspended in front of him, from the attribute point of view, the degree of fit with them is almost the same, because what I cultivate is the sword intent of the two rites, and the combination of water and fire is also considered the power of the two rites.

Closing his eyes, Wang Sheng fell into deep thought...

Not far behind Wang Sheng, in front of Mengxiantai, the Spiritless Sword was quietly suspended, and Yaoyun's eyes were already full of surprise at this time.

She couldn't see the old man, nor could she see the fairy sword in front of Wang Sheng, but Wang Sheng had directly passed the first level so soon before and reached the second to last step, which really surprised her.

She can hear Wang Sheng's words, and from this, she can also guess the content of the dialogue between the spirit of'Mengxiantai' and Wang Sheng.

At this moment, Wang Sheng stood there with his hands behind his back, thinking with closed eyes; Yaoyun couldn't help but speculate how long it would take Wang Sheng to pass this time.

‘It should be a few days and nights...’

However, as soon as this thought came to Yaoyun's heart, Wang Sheng suddenly stretched out his right hand, held his palm empty, and then took another step forward.

In the illusion, Wang Sheng looked at the "Water Sword" disappearing in his hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

The old man asked: "What's the solution?"

"I use a right-handed sword," Wang Sheng replied indifferently, "Senior's challenge is not which sword I go to take, but the length of time I make a decision.

If you hesitate and do not move forward, looking forward and backward is not the heart of sword repair, and it is difficult to repair swords.

But if you choose one randomly, it is just reckless, not decisive, and you will be sent down the stairs by the seniors. "

"good."

The old man said slowly, with a deep smile on his mouth, "The third level is a question. If you can give me a satisfactory answer to the old, you can let you pass."

At this time, Wang Sheng probably understood that this old man... just liked this mysterious tone.

What are you afraid of?

The old man pointed his finger at the sky and the lake with his eyes full of compelling divine light, but he would not give Wang Sheng any oppression.

"Why is this world born?"

Wang Sheng's answer almost came out of his mouth. At this time, the most compelling answer should be'not born for whom'.

Living beings are just a part of everything in the world, and monks can easily fall into a misunderstanding, thinking that everything in the world revolves around themselves.

With or without monks, the avenue is still the avenue; with or without creatures, the heaven and the earth are still this heaven and earth, but there is less ‘movement’ and ‘color’.

The answer is already given in the "Tao De Jing" circulated by Dao Tian Zun:

The world is not benevolent, and everything is a humble dog—the world does not care about benevolence or inhumanity. He embraces and creates all things, and treats all things equally.

but……

Mengxiantai is in the world of Xiaoxian, this question should not be raised for the first time, and this standard answer may have been answered by many immortals.

Now that I have chosen to follow the route of ‘compelling’, I should go to the end at this time;

From the eyes of the old man, Wang Sheng could also feel that the old man seemed to be waiting for an answer that was contrary to the'standard'.

Wang Sheng took a breath and spoke slowly, but seven modern Chinese words popped out, and every word was thrown to the ground.

"This world is born for me."

Suddenly all around him, Mengxiantai began to vibrate constantly.

The old man leaned forward, his eyes were aggressive, and he asked, "What's the solution?"

Wang Sheng said calmly:

"Only those who I see ~www.readwn.com~ reflect on my heart, and they know its existence; therefore, what I see is the heaven and the earth, and those who I don't see don't exist with me.

If the world observes me, how?

If I am between the heaven and the earth, I am in the heaven and the earth; if I jump out of the heaven and the earth, I am not in the heaven and the earth.

Therefore, for this world, I am not born for it;

But for me, this world exists for me. "

As soon as Wang Sheng's words fell, the old man in front of him raised his head and laughed. Before Wang Sheng had time to move forward, a fairy light was already pulling him forward.

Next to the Mengxian Terrace, the little fairy standing on the sword was already staring and unbelievable...

Those words just now...

With a bang, Wang Sheng's figure disappeared directly above the steps, and a huge lotus flower appeared under the Mengxiantai, the lotus petals closed, completely covering the Mengxiantai.

(End of this chapter)