The First Sword of the Earth

"how?"

"However, there is no longevity in a small fairy gate, and Pan Dao's shot is a bit wrong." Chunyangzi glanced at Wang Sheng, "Is it appropriate to leave this fairy gate to Feiyu experience?"

Yaoyun frowned and said, "Since you are here, the sky wind can be wiped out with your finger, why wait for him?"

"Thirteen, you are thinking too simple about this matter," Chun Yangzi opened his right hand, with a black and red light intertwined in his palm, sighed, "This is an ancient spell. Knowing my whereabouts, within a few days, dozens and hundreds of masters will flock to me.

This place is too sensitive, it is too easy to spread to the little fairy world and that star. "

Wang Sheng heard the words and said hurriedly: "Patriarch, please rest assured, this day, the disciples will come and die."

"Goodness," Chunyangzi took a sip of the immortal brew. "It's not that I can't do it. It's just that you need a suitable opponent to weigh the price. Such an immortal door really doesn't worth the gain."

Yaoyun stared at the black-red light in Chunyangzi's palm, her voice trembling slightly.

"Are there many people who survived that year...?"

"On the day of the fall of the emperor, the military spirit was dispersed, and all soldiers and horses scattered and broke through. There should be some who break through the siege, and I don't know the specific geometry."

Chunyangzi stared at Yaoyun with that gentle gaze, and whispered: "Thirteen, the heaven is gone, this is an indisputable fact.

If the remnant soldiers gather again, they will not be able to make waves again in the face of enemies that are thousands of times stronger.

The fall of the four imperial princes and the five elders, the separation and separation, the immortal realm has been segregated by those alien races, and the three realms no longer have the peace of the past, returning to the chaos of the ancients.

These are irreversible, let go of the obsession in your heart early. "

"If the obsession can be let go, how can it still be obsession?"

"Since it is known to be obsession, and the mind has some solutions, how can you not let it go?"

Yaoyun and Chunyangzi looked at each other. The vicissitudes and loneliness in the latter's eyes made Yaoyun feel soft.

"Whose news do you know?"

Chunyangzi took out a jade dish and handed it to Yaoyun; but Yaoyun shook his head and signaled Chunyangzi to hand the jade dish to Wang Sheng.

"I am his sword spirit now."

"Oh?" Chunyangzi Fuxu looked at Wang Sheng, and when he handed the jade disc to Wang Sheng, he also secretly gave a thumbs up, his eyes seemed to say, ‘I have the style of my ancestor back then’.

Wang Sheng:...

There are many messages in this jade disc, but it is a hiding place for hundreds of heavenly masters, covering the four heavens, and they are all hidden places.

"These are all old friends that Pang Dao has explored in the last tens of thousands of years. Those who do not want to mention the things of the past, Pang Dao did not record their whereabouts," Chunyangzi said, "If you have any difficulties in the future, you can Go and find them nearby, as long as there are thirteen come forward, you can ask them to take action.

But there is a way of causality in the world, in...

Why hasn't the goddess become a fairy? "

Mu Wanxuan was suddenly embarrassed.

Yaoyun hummed: "Do you treat everyone like you, a great-grandson? You have a strange savvy, and your practice is like a broken bamboo!

Not long after Hua Qing came out, he had practiced for only a few decades!

You had to pass on his emperor's Dao heritage again before, but you didn't know that when he broke through the real fairyland, he had gone to see the Dao marks left by the emperor in the chaos, and he had gained a lot of benefits. "

Chunyangzi immediately smiled with his beard. He was not surprised to hear about it.

"As the saying goes, the extremes of things must be reversed, or the extremes will come. After the disaster of the heavens, there will be a tendency for rejuvenation, and one or two words of fortune will take advantage of this situation, but it is also reasonable.

The Tao inheritance that I handed down is able to produce disciples like non-speaking, which also makes the poor Tao quite gratified.

If the old friends are still there, show off with them a few times. "

"How did you lose in the battle back then?" Yaoyun asked again, "Who can defeat the emperor?"

Chunyangzi's face was a little sad, her eyes lost her expression, she looked at the wine glass in front of her, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Yao Yun asked, "Why didn't you tell me? But what's the secret? Since I survived, I naturally have to figure out what happened back then."

"Knowing this is not good for you," the old man sighed slowly, "I really didn't want to mention more about things back then. The battle was too difficult, and there were too many helplessnesses in it.

But many rebellions have been killed in the hands of the emperor, and that battle has already drawn a sentence for the heavens. Why do you need to say more today? "

Yaoyun looked anxious, "Who is the enemy?"

"Enemies all over the world."

"Who is the one who besieged the emperor in the end?"

"They are all ancient capable people, and there are also many great supernatural powers that will arise from later generations."

"I want to know who they are!"

"Thirteen!"

Chunyangzi gave a soft drink, a touch of rhyme flowing, Yaoyun's body trembled lightly, and she fell to the side. The senior sister reached out and took Yaoyun's arm, half hugging her.

Wang Sheng said: "Yaoyun, don't force Patriarch, Patriarch just doesn't want us to take risks, not to deliberately hide something."

Yaoyun was lost, sitting there for a long time without a word.

Chunyangzi raised an eyebrow at Wang Sheng, "You speak better than me, tut, it's really a new generation for the old, I...well, the poor Dao is really old."

Daochang Wang didn't dare to take the conversation, and he could clearly hear that the Patriarch was ridiculing.

He can only break the topic, "Does the Patriarch have old wounds on his body?"

"Old wounds?" Chunyangzi laughed blankly, soft light appeared around her body, and her white hair turned into black in an instant. His face full of vicissitudes instantly became moist and shiny, returning to the peak of her appearance.

This is indeed an extremely handsome immortal, and his whole body exudes a sense of warmth, and the way of pure yang affects the surrounding universe all the time.

Chunyangzi made another move to lift his beard, and in a blink of an eye he returned to his old appearance.

The tycoon sighed slightly: "Nowadays, hiding one's name and hiding one's own name, hiding in Tibet, it is the best way to hide people's eyes and ears with this kind of appearance."

This answer is quite frank.

Yaoyun hummed aside, but did not sneer.

Wang Sheng never forgets business affairs, and briefly recounts what the elder sister has never been able to say well, and asks the ancestor what good ideas there is.

Chunyangzi didn't need to look at it much, and said the ‘root cause’ of it.

"This is caused by the loss of the soul of the goddess Muhua and the lack of true spirit," Chun Yangzi laughed. "Don't worry about it, just practice like this before you step into the realm of true fairyland, and then understand the way of true spirit. , I can find the part of the true spirit that I am missing."

After asking a lot of "superior people", Wang Sheng got a clear answer today, and his heart felt relieved in an instant.

"True fairy..."

Mu Wanxuan thought for a while, but she wanted to break through.

Wang Sheng asked a few more questions about the Pure Yang Immortal Jue. Chun Yangzi always understated the doubts in Wang Sheng's heart and made Wang Sheng's insights continuous.

Before I knew it, the wine was almost ready.

Chunyangzi looked at Wang Sheng and said with a smile: "It's not in vain to have a younger generation like you.

It's just that, although your cultivation technique is in my line, but if you have cultivated the emperor's path, you will be recognized by the emperor's mark. From now on, you will consider yourself to be a disciple of the emperor.

If the inheritance of the emperor can be carried forward in your hands and reproduce the glory of the Lord of Ten Thousand Stars, that is also a good talk. "

Wang Sheng:...

Was he kicked out of the division on the spot?

"The disciple obeys," Wang Sheng said sternly, "The ancestor is the ancestor of the disciple in the end, and the emperor is also the teacher of the disciple. This is actually fine."

Chunyangzi chuckled softly, but the more he looked at this little real fairy, the happier he became.

"If it weren't for the poor situation, and there are important things to do, I really want to bring you around for tens of thousands of years..."

Yaoyun suddenly asked, "What do you need to do?"

Chunyangzi's eyes were a little complicated, and she shook her head slightly, "You can't talk to people about this matter, and you can't talk about it. It's too much involved.

Perhaps the day when Poor Dao explored the mystery, it was when Poor Dao's fate disappeared.

Thirteen, what are your plans for the future? "

"Me?" Yaoyun looked at Wang Sheng, then cast his lips away, "The sword goes with people, and I will go wherever he goes."

Chunyangzi smiled and squinted, "Yes, yes, husband and wife... Then, Feiyu, what are your plans for the future?"

"The disciple doesn't know it either," Wang Sheng smiled bitterly. "The disciple doesn't have much ambition, but just wants to guard the big Buddha so that the monks from home can come out as soon as possible."

"If you have such a mentality, you are afraid that your journey will be difficult in the future," Chunyangzi said sternly. "You still need to go out and take a look. Ask Da Luo.

These ideas are still necessary. "

Suddenly, Wang Sheng didn't know how to answer the conversation. He shouted these slogans too much, and he was afraid that he would be impetuous.

"Gather here today!"

Chunyangzi stroked his sleeves, and the half pot of immortal brew had disappeared. The Patriarch looked at Wang Sheng, thought about it, and took out a finger from his sleeve.

"I can't accept you in vain, I still have to give a little greeting."

"Master Xie gave the treasure," Wang Sheng was not polite, and took the pull finger over and placed it in his palm, and did not check what treasure was inside.

Chun Yangzi smiled and nodded ~www.readwn.com~ and said:

"You have a good temperament, and there will be no mistakes in the people whom the goddess Muhua values, and I hope you will live well in the future.

She has a high temperament, she never forgets things about heaven, and she is from a noble birth. It is inevitable that she sometimes has a little temperament. You are more tolerant of her.

But what's more difficult?

Depending on your aptitude and luck, I don't have to worry about your practice. If there is any difficult enemy, I can rush to wipe it out, and then go to other heavens to deliberately reveal whereabouts. "

Wang Sheng felt a little bit in his heart, but shook his head lightly.

Patriarch's situation is not stable, and there is still no need to let Patriarch take risks; the wind must be destroyed, and he needs to do it with his own hands.

Of course, if Chunyangzi had no worries about making a move directly, Wang Sheng would definitely ask Grandpa Grandpa to move his fingers; but since Grandpa had worries, and he was not without this strength, there was no need to rush at this moment.

"good."

Chunyangzi sighed softly, staring at Yaoyun's profile, his figure gradually disappearing;

Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan chanted in their hearts:

"Originally a xiaoyao guest in the world, he was once a nine-day immortal.

Now, the falling stars and dust are flexing their fingers forever.

Embarrassing.

Embarrassing.

People living in the heights think ethereally, but when they turn around, they see the mountains outside the mountains. "

When I return to God, where is the figure of the white-robed man?

In Wang Sheng's heart, there was a lot of sentiment.

Before Chunyangzi left, he used a touch of pure Yang Taoist rhyme to enlighten him, causing him to rapidly climb the Taoist realm, catching up with the realm beyond many cultivation levels.

Yaoyun stood up, but she didn't know where to look for her deceased person, and stood there quietly for a while.

The incense burner on the square table disappeared at some point, and the mysterious way of detachment also quietly disappeared, making Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan like dreams.

Only the wine glass is still there, and there is still a slight breath remaining...