The First Sword of the Earth

One after the other, the two streamers rushed out of the atmosphere extremely quickly, chasing back and forth in the deep cosmic space.

But the white streamer in front flew faster and faster, and the firelight that was continuously chasing at the back quickly reached the extreme of its own speed, and could only watch the distance between the two rapidly increase.

Wang Sheng gritted his teeth, forcibly urging the Chiyu Volley Technique, the three-legged Golden Crow in the flames tightened its wings like a sharp arrow, and its speed increased again!

Pure Sun Sword Sect, in the hall, everyone at this moment looked at the shattered stone sculpture in astonishment, and realized the ancient tune words that had appeared in my heart...

The first thing that came to mind was Xi Lian, who would have been talking about ancient tunes.

She pursed the corner of her mouth, sighed softly, staring at the stone statue, not knowing what she was thinking.

Qing Yanzi leaned on the seat and sat down slowly, her eyes a little sad.

What the ancestor said:

‘He was a frustrated person on Xianlu, so why not add incense.

The inheritors of my immortal way must remember, don’t ask about the past, and practice with peace of mind.

The heaven is gone, I have no merits such as Bilge, nor the power of Quaner, etc. If there is nothing unavoidable, I can live in one corner with peace of mind.

What's the use of longevity?

What's the use of Xiaoyao?

Stepping on the end of the Immortal Dao, I will only feel at a loss. Below the Dao, everything is uneven. ’

The hall was a little quiet, and the few Dao leaders from other Dao inheritance who had witnessed this scene were also emotionally complicated at this moment.

While Daoxin was shocked, she felt the pessimistic words she had just heard, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

Then it occurred to me that the ancestors of the Pure Yang Sword Sect can still manifest their spirits. They have inherited the path of their families, so many disciples, and worship for so many years, there is no similar situation. Could it be their ancestors...

But then they realized that the problem does not seem to be that simple.

Isn’t it the Pure Yang Sword Sect that worships Chunyangzi? They are not the same who have never received such admonition from the ancestor?

It's really hard to figure out what'said' is there.

Qing Yanzi sighed softly, staring at the three little apprentices in front of him, raising his hand to beckon them to come forward.

Mu Wanxuan went to the Grand Master's sculpture, picked up the gravel, and then wrapped it in a mana and sent it back to the place where the stone statue was crashed, filled the gravel in, and sealed a slowly outside. Rotating Tai Chi diagram.

Wang Xiaomiao blinked, and couldn't help but walk to Xi Lian's side, and asked what the ancient tunes that Grand Master said just now, Xi Lian translated it in detail.

"Eldest Sister," Wang Xiaomiao said in a low voice, holding Xilian's arm, "Don't worry, this is good news at least, the heavenly immortals are still alive."

Xi Lian, who was so depressed, couldn't help but smile a little, nestled there with Wang Xiaomiao, and continued to stare at the sculpture.

How should this matter be treated?

What can Chunyangzi survive?

Daoist Qinglin was at the bottom of the two sides of the war. With the counterattack of Heavenly Court, Daoist Qinglin had improved, but the probability of surviving in the final battle was not high.

He was just a symbol of the earth's cultivating world in ancient times, and when viewed by the entire forces of the heavenly court, it was quite unusual.

And the pessimistic meaning and negative emotions expressed in Chunyangzi's words seem to be supporting the fact that the heavenly court no longer exists...

"Head, I'm a little tired," Xi Lian said, "Go back and rest first."

Qing Yanzi nodded with a smile, and Wang Xiaomiao quickly followed Xi Lian and left.

"cough!"

Qing Yanzi cleared his throat and said: "Jing'an and Liuji, you two will go forward and offer incense. Later, when you two brothers come back, you will set a reputation for your teacher."

"Yes, Master."

The old four and old five bowed their heads in response. They had no idea what was going on at this time, they just obeyed their orders and inserted the incense that was almost burnt in their hands into the incense burner.

The smoke in the hall was curling up, but it felt like something was missing.

Waiting left and right, Wang Sheng still did not return. After a few hours, seeing that the three little guys really couldn’t hold it anymore, Qing Yanzi said to let the ceremony continue, gave the Taoist name, and hosted the three new disciples at the same time. Parents, relatives and friends eat together.

With the passage of time, the atmosphere in the hall gradually became alive. Several Taoists and Qing Yanzi exchanged cups and talked about new things in the monastic world;

The three new apprentices also sat with their respective families, nagging and being nagging, exhorting and being exhorted.

The Chunyang Sword Sect couldn't help the family of the disciples go up the mountain to visit their children, but they would also remind them that this would affect the monks' Taoism.

If you want to set foot on the road of immortality, you should be self-explanatory.

At night, the three parents stayed on the mountain to slept with Wei Lin and the three of them. The Taoist chiefs have already left, and Qing Yanzi will send his disciple's relatives down the mountain to leave.

That night, the Pure Sun Sword Sect was also a little more tender and reluctant.

Parents hope that their children will have a good future, live longer, have stronger skills, and be able to protect themselves in an environment full of uncertainty in the future; and as a price, they will be entrusted to Chunyang in the future. Sword School...

It is stated in the gate rules of the Pure Sun Sword School that disciples in the foundation-building period can only go down the mountain to visit their parents every two years, unless there is a sudden major event at home.

In the afternoon of the next day, after the three couples were sent down the mountain by Qingyanzi and Jingyun, the Chunyang Sword Sect was finally on the right track.

The three young apprentices were led by Chi Wen to practice a set of simple swordsmanship. Starting today, it will be difficult for the three of them to relax anymore.

It's just that Wang Sheng is gone and there is no sign, no news, which makes people feel a little worried, and I don't know where he has been chasing.

Compared with planets, the space of the universe is too vast.

On the 23rd day when Wang Sheng flew away, in Mu Wanxuan's attic, the sisters of the sword sect gathered for tea and chat.

Qing Yanzi is teaching three young apprentices to recite Taoism in the cottage, and Chi Wen is ordered to go over and listen together. That scene...It's always like a middle school classroom where a funny Chinese teacher is doing classical Chinese analysis.

"Oh, will my brother just fly out of the immortal forbidden land, don't let us?" Wang Xiaomiao blinked, and then happily weeping, took the opportunity to rush to the senior sister's arms for comfort.

Mu Wanxuan sighed and patted Wang Xiaomiao's back lightly, but in the bottom of her heart she only missed Wang Sheng's safety.

Xi Lian sneered, "His Royal Highness Yaoyun didn't say that, with your brother's current foot strength, you can't fly to the edge of the forbidden land in a few years. Don't think about it. After eating snacks, I will go to play games with my eldest sister. The team is short of milk and t these days."

"I didn't think about it, but now the various family traditions have spread the story, saying that our ancestor master appeared and took my brother away," Wang Xiaomiao sighed quietly, "this rumor has changed. It must be so fast. At the very beginning, the real version was still circulating."

Jingyun said: "Probably, the world wants to hear what they want to hear, and monks are no exception."

Xilian turned on the phone and opened a model of the starry sky. She seemed to be calculating something, but quickly rolled her eyes and threw the phone to Wang Xiaomiao.

"Forget it, when will your brother come back."

However, Wang Xiaomiao threw the phone back directly, and said with a smile: "If I infer that is correct, it should be half a year later."

"Half a year?" Mu Wanxuan couldn't help being taken aback.

Wang Xiaomiao nodded slightly and said with a serious face: "If my brother catches up with the box, he must have caught up with him now. At the beginning, he will not catch up, and there is a high probability that he will not catch up later.

Then my brother's worrisome temperament must have wanted to go to the cover array in the asteroid belt to see what arrangements the fairy left there.

According to my brother's flight speed calculated by my master and the direction my brother is leaving, it may take at least three months to reach the asteroid belt.

That is not going to the moon, the asteroid belt is between the orbit of Mars and the orbit of Jupiter.

Moreover, considering all things considered, my brother will not waste too much time flying to the entrance and exit of the Immortal Forbidden Land. After ensuring that the enchantment is still in operation, he will want to come back and take the senior sister and eldest sister to the moon palace to practice and quickly improve his strength.

I can imagine it now... When my brother comes back, he must have a gloomy face. He will mutter a few words with the head, and then give us an impassioned speech to encourage us to practice faster. "

Speaking of this, Wang Xiaomiao couldn't help but vomit: "Everyone, please cooperate with me when the time comes, and don't dismantle my brother's desk."

Xi Lian suddenly sneered, and Mu Wanxuan raised her hand and patted Wang Xiaomiao's head, her eyes showing a bit of blame.

So, half a year later...

...

The monastic world has been very calm for the past six months. The news that Wang Sheng was taken away by the ancestor Chunyang only lost heat after a few days.

The official convened a meeting of various family Daocheng. Qing Yanzi was busy teaching his apprentices, and it was the meeting that Jingyun attended as the deputy head.

At the meeting, the officials put forward a proposal to'regulate monks' entry into the secular world', allowing each family to discuss their own opinions.

Later, the official proposed the idea of ​​gathering spiritual veins near Kunlun Mountain and building a real "small plane of monasticism" with a large formation. The Di Yinzong will provide the formation support, and the underground immortals will also help.

But again, this is just a suggestion, soliciting opinions from all families.

Within the Pure Sun Sword Sect, the changes are not so obvious.

The doormen are diligent in practicing, the back kitchen is busy with cooking, and the handymen are also very leisurely.

It's just that the senior sister doesn't meditate for too long each time, she will stand by the window every few days, watching the direction Wang Sheng left that day.

The three young apprentices have grown a bit taller, and they have entered the late stage of the Condensation Realm together, and have also mastered a set of basic swordsmanship.

Qing Yanzi taught his disciples for a very fulfilling life, perhaps because he suddenly became idle, and he didn't have to run around in the middle and east of the dunya. This Taoist leader's progress in the cultivation of Taoism can be described as broken.

But in half a year, Qingyanzi has made three small breakthroughs.

On the 192nd day after Wang Sheng left, a meteor appeared on the horizon, hovering directly above the Pure Sun Hall, releasing its own breath.

It was naturally that Wang Sheng was promoted ~www.readwn.com~ For a time, the Pure Yang Sword faction was shocked up and down. Mu Wanxuan stopped to feel the way of Yin and Yang in the retreat, and dispersed the surrounding Taoist rhyme, and he was a little relieved. , Opened the window and flew to the direction of the hall.

Wang Sheng was in the dust at this time, his eye circles were a little dark, and his face could not hide his tiredness.

Seeing the senior sister who flew first and hovered in front of him, Wang Sheng felt a little guilty in his heart; Mu Wanxuan shook her head slightly, with a somewhat relieved smile on the corner of her mouth.

Just come back safely.

"Xiao Sheng? Can you catch up?" Qing Yanzi's voice came from the hall.

Wang Sheng shook his head solemnly, and said, "Master, take a step to speak."

"Okay!" Qing Yanzi immediately opened the hall barrier, and Wang Sheng pulled Mu Wanxuan into it.

Xilian and Jingyun blinked, and then thought of something. The smiles of the two of them were a little weird, and they looked at the innocent Wang Xiaomiao.

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