The First Sword of the Earth

In the closed quiet room, Mu Wanxuan was sitting on the wind-fire futon with the blue light in front of her. At this time, her body was surrounded by yin and yang, quietly practicing in retreat.

These two treasures are also very urgent for the senior sister at this time, allowing her to enter the fairyland faster...

At this time, Wang Sheng was sitting next to the senior sister, with the silver-white scabbard in front of him—the Great Dao Sword Box. At this time, he could also feel the weak Taoist rhyme of the blue light, and he could easily be led into the realm of enlightenment.

Treasures such as the blue lantern were actually very rare in ancient times and were valued by many great magicians;

Chunyangzi was not stingy with her two heirs, and gave the blue lantern, futon, and Dadao sword box at the same time, which will inevitably have a greater impact on the future road of practice of Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan.

After all, the ancestor is the ancestor, and always has to be a bit superior.

Wang Sheng slid his fingers on the scabbard lightly, and he liked the wonderful touch of this treasure that was similar to and different from metal...

He is thinking about two things.

The first thing is whether to attack a wave of Tianfengmen.

At this time, Tianfeng and Fenglimen couldn't engage in a fight, and Tianfeng's many "old men" who could not get out of retreat began to show up constantly. As long as they could catch the opponent's two celestial beings and kill them, Feng would surely lose his strength that day.

But there is the Beihe Sword Sect behind Tianfeng. I have thought about this before. If you can't beat the opponent to death with a single blow, you will easily be beaten back by the opponent.

Moreover, the forces of Tianfeng were suppressed, and I was afraid that Fenglimen would turn around to suppress Xinghaimen, and it might even cause the two parties to join forces in the air.

After all, Li Chang and his own potential are huge hidden dangers for Tianfeng and Fengli.

What's more, there are still two dark forces behind the two...

The second thing, Wang Sheng had been thinking about long ago, was to set up an intelligence system.

In ancient times, the art of war was clear, and the three armies did not move food or grass; however, modern military strategists emphasize the importance of information.

When everyone was discussing the future layout, Wang Sheng also mentioned this idea again. In the end, Zhang Zikuang suggested that the combat readiness team should select a group of elite soldiers and establish a preliminary intelligence network at ten three stars.

How to transfer information in a timely manner has become a new problem;

However, within the range of ten three stars, electromagnetic waves can be used for transmission, as long as the ancient battlefield is bypassed.

But there is no way to reach farther. The distance between the stars and the stars must be calculated in light years. The monks walk through the Yuandong, which is a hundred times faster than the direct transmission of electromagnetic waves...

‘Let’s come up with these problems step by step, and leave the professional things to professional people to do. ’

Wang Daochang laughed and sat there to continue to wonder.

He remembered that in the reincarnation record of Xiaodifu, the senior sister was Muhua goddess in her previous life, and was a disciple of the Great Emperor Qinghua of the East.

Emperor Qinghua and Emperor Ziwei are both one of the four imperial families. The elder sister's status in the heavenly court in her previous life is also noble; and the origin of the goddess Muhua in her previous life seems a bit peculiar, as if she was a **** of some tribe, she was recorded as' Innate gods', but he is only more than seven hundred thousand years old...

Could it be that most of Sister Sister's previous life was actually a tree?

The ancestor master also said in detail that as long as the senior sister can step into the true fairyland, she can sense the whereabouts of the defective true spirit.

At that time, I might have to go out to explore, and I have to prepare in advance, even if the senior sister is just a few years away from the catastrophe, it is still early to the true immortal...

Practice it.

Strength is the most important thing, as soon as you enter the heavenly fairyland, the situation of Tianfeng and Fengli can be solved by one sword.

"It's time to ask Patriarch to engage in the Beihe Sword Sect," Wang Sheng muttered in his heart. Although he had this idea at the time, he had not had time to explain that Patriarch had disappeared.

The ten major sects of the East Heaven Territory, after all, cannot be underestimated.

Carrying the Dao sword box on his back, Wang Sheng closed his eyes and focused. There was a silvery cloud and mist around him again. The Yuanshen also followed the sword intent to guide him into the misty illusion, facing the towering tower.

The Yuanshen flew forward, and the tower was quickly in front of him. A stone stele was erected in front of the entrance of the tower, and this cumbersome Taoist text was engraved on the stele.

Wang Sheng stared at Daowen for a while, and three big words appeared in his heart:

Tower of swords.

‘What should be the interpretation of the word forging sword? ’

Wang Sheng remembered that Zhen Yuan Pu Zhenren told himself about kendo. At that time, he also mentioned the realm of "sword casting", but the kendo described by Zhen Yuan Pu was actually only the category of human swords. Earth swords and heavenly swords have their own meanings. different.

This place is called the ‘Great Sword Box’, and this tower is also called the ‘Sword Casting Tower’, which should have a deeper meaning.

Wang Sheng walked around the stone monument and took two steps forward. There was a gathering of fairy lights in front of him. An old man wearing a silver-white Taoist robe appeared before the entrance and made a weird Taoist to Wang Sheng, his tone of voice was very strange. Obscure, not the common language of the Three Realms.

It seems older.

After the old man said a few words, he realized that Wang Sheng didn't understand well, so he raised his hand to face Wang Sheng's soul a little, and an echo suddenly appeared in Wang Sheng's heart...

This time I understood it.

The old man said: "The old slave is the spirit of the sword box, responsible for guarding the sword tower here.

If the young master can get the sword box, he can enter the sword-making tower to practice and practice.

But there are a few things that need to be explained to the young master in advance. "

Wang Sheng said sternly, "Listen with respect."

The old man gave a slightly stiff smile, and said: "If the young master's own sword intent is too weak, or the understanding of swordsmanship is not deep, you should be cautious when entering the tower. If you break the sword here, you will be afraid of the young master's soul. It is detrimental, and it will take one to two thousand years to cultivate."

"I also have a bit of confidence in my own kendo," Wang Sheng said calmly, his eyes full of confidence.

The old man's smile suddenly softened, and he exhorted: "The higher the sword-forging tower, the stronger the guards. If the young master can pass through all the way, it is best not to step on the tower that is too high.

Although this place is to sharpen the swordsmanship of the young master, the strength of the young master also has a greater impact. If you feel that you are reluctant to break through the level, please return in time. "

Wang Sheng nodded solemnly.

"The sword-casting tower has a total of forty-nine floors, the number of avenues," said the old man Taling. "If you can successfully pass the sword-casting tower, you will have the opportunity to inherit the master's mantle."

Wang Sheng was also startled. He thought it was a place for purely practicing kendo, but he didn't expect it to be a mantle and bowl inherited ‘props’ made by a senior expert.

He sighed slightly from the bottom of his heart. He has the Ziwei Heavenly Sword and the Pure Yang Sword Song, so he really doesn't have much interest in other Dao Cheng;

Even if the person who forged this great sword box was a big Luo Jinxian, the Dao inheritance of Emperor Ziwei would certainly not be inferior to it.

The old man Taling seemed to see Wang Sheng's lack of interest, and said with a serious face: "The master's sword has swept across the immortal holy realm with many great powers; the master's swordsmanship has stood on the top of the avenue."

Wang Sheng arched his hands and said, "I didn't mean to be disrespectful. I just felt that the Tao had too much...and I couldn't learn it."

"Let's go through the barriers."

Taring seemed a little unhappy, and disappeared after dropping this sentence.

Wang Sheng looked around and sensed this illusion change for a while, and then stepped into the gate at the bottom of the tower.

A square ring appeared in front of him, and Wang Sheng was on the edge of the ring, with a fairy sword hanging upside down in front of him.

Taking a step forward, a shallow figure appeared under the fairy sword; this figure was like smoke, with a dim face and a red dot on the center of the eyebrows.

The old man Nataring appeared on the edge of the ring, sat on a stone chair, and reminded:

"This is Yanluo Sword Servant, with a complete sword meaning in it, and the red heart on its forehead is its only flaw.

The location of the flaws in each layer of Yanluo Sword Servant is not the same, so please pay more attention to the young master. "

Obviously, although this old Taling was a little dissatisfied with Wang Sheng's previous words, he was still fulfilling his duties and fulfilling his responsibility of guiding.

Wang Sheng arched his hand to thank Ta Ling, with his left hand behind his back, and his right hand facing one side with a virtual grasp. The sword intent that had been hovering around him all trembled.

To be on the safe side, Wang Sheng directly held the Xingchen Sword Intent, and the other sword intents suddenly became quiet.

Seven-star steps reflected in the bottom of my heart, and the Ziwei Heavenly Sword leaped out of all kinds of changes.

God Wang Shengyuan rushed forward with the sword, the Yan Luo sword servant immediately responded, and dashed forward. The fairy sword in his hand seemed to be simply sliding, but it brought out a mysterious sword shadow...

...

Tianfengxing, Tianfengmen, in the master's bedroom.

Li Tianyao was talking excitedly to his father, the sect master of Tianfengmen. When it came to the rise, this young sect master was a little stunned, as if he had met his beloved girl.

Naturally, Li Tianyao would not really be stunned. The words he was saying at this time caused the Tianfengmen sect master to frown.

"Tianyao, your master will bring two uncles to come to live temporarily?"

The Tianfeng Sect master frowned, how could this matter become more mysterious as he heard it.

"Father," Li Tianyao said with a smile, "My master and the others are already on their way here. Later, five masters of the gods will come to our Tianfeng~www.readwn.com~ It is now time to pacify ten three stars!"

The Tianfeng Sect master whispered: "Why is it so suddenly? What's the secret in it?"

"This..." Li Tianyao was embarrassed.

"Tianyao," the master of Tianfeng Sect sighed, "but you don't even believe in being a father."

"Father, it's not that the child deliberately concealed it, but the master warned him in every possible way," Li Tianyao said in a low voice.

A few days ago, a peerless might suddenly appeared outside of the Beihe Sword Sect, but his own majesty made the inside of the door frightened.

I don’t know who in the door provokes this peerless great power. He came to punish the North River Sword Sect this time, but with a wave of his sleeve, he broke the North River Sword Sect Golden Immortal, Taiyi, and more than a dozen people near the Golden Wonderland. The path of masters' cultivation will prevent them from making progress in 100,000 years. "

The sect master of Tianfengmen couldn't help taking a breath when he heard this, "Go on."

Li Tianyao whispered: "My master was also shocked by that great power, but after that great power left, my master's cultivation realm began to fall continuously, from the half-step Golden Immortal to the late Heavenly Immortal... this time. It's too much.

The Six Peaks Grand Tournament is about to come in a thousand years. The Master was unwilling, so he concealed his injury, and temporarily deceived the head and other elders at the gate meeting.

But the master did not dare to stay in the sword faction for a long time, the boy took the initiative to ask, let the master come to our Tianfeng to relax and heal the injury secretly.

So the master invited two close uncles and two of my seniors with the highest cultivation level to come together. A total of five immortals are coming! "

The Tianfeng Sect Master didn't know when he had already got up and started pacing back and forth, and the divine light in his eyes was also extremely shining at this time.

"God helps me too!

Really help me too! "