The First Sword of the Earth

　　 This competition is like winning or losing, and Wang Sheng is defeated.

　　 But no one cares about these at this time. The young disciples are immersed in the rhyme, meaning, strokes, methods, and shapes displayed by the two. The more they experience it, the more difficult it will be to extricate themselves.

　　 These young monks did not dare to breathe the atmosphere at this time, lest they would ruin the remaining Taoist rhyme in the courtyard.

　　The old tea-drinking senior shook his head with emotion, and chuckled softly, not knowing what he was thinking.

　　 Behind the old predecessor, Chi Wen felt deeply at this time.

Originally, she thought that cultivation was something that would be accomplished by getting the exercises and spending time on cultivating, but now she gradually understands that cultivation requires not only the law and wealth, but also talents, teachers, and Dao realm and Taoism. , Dao Xin and many other restrictions.

　　 Started to practice after getting some exercises that are not well-founded, and can't be regarded as a real monk at all.

　　 and watching the scene.

　　 Gao Shixing sighed softly, but with a sigh of satisfaction, he turned around and looked at Wang Sheng.

　　 Yuanpu Zhenren felt that Wang Sheng had almost felt it over there, and he was about to greet these disciples around him to listen to him preaching. This old man is in a good mood today, and he wants to give instructions on the practice of the younger generation.

　　 But the real person Yuanpu was about to speak, he felt a little surprised, and looked at the back of Wang Sheng standing there with some surprise.

　　 Strands of heaven and earth vitality encircled Wang Sheng's body, as if he wanted to enter Wang Sheng's body, but was turned away.

　　 Wang Sheng was surrounded by a spiritual thought that contained the meaning of perfection, but he stood there quietly, as if there was a small world that belonged to him alone.

　　 He actually broke through at this moment and entered the stage of fetal termination.

　　 There is no self in the heaven and the earth, so you have a square inch of the earth to contain yourself;

　　 The heaven and the earth deserve me, melt the heart and soul of this body.

　　 Is this the fetal death state?

　　 Wang Sheng felt the true essence surging through the meridians in his body but was disconnected from the outside world.

　　The spiritual mind keeps growing, and the true essence becomes more and more refined;

　　 is like pushing open a door that has been blocked in front of him for a long time, and there is already a smooth road ahead.

　　 That kind of comfort, that kind of relief, that kind of satisfaction can even be said to be a pleasure, which makes it difficult to wake up during the enjoyment.

　　 It seemed that someone was whispering something in his ears, like a fairy in the sky, and a lone soul in the dark, until Wang Sheng heard a sword sound in his heart, and the whisper instantly disappeared.

　　 Inner week has been completed.

　　Wang Sheng can constantly'cleanse' himself in the fetal congestion realm, allowing his body to gradually go back to the innate, and get ready to board the Golden Core Road.

　　 In the future, Wang Sheng will be able to "drink the dew in the morning" without breathing for a short period of time, relying on a mouthful of true essence to wander through his body.

　　 And from this moment on, Wang Sheng’s experience with Dao realm will be completely invalidated, because he has entered the realm that he has been pursuing hard in his previous life but has never been able to.

　　Everything is so natural, everything is so satisfying, but I want to stand on tiptoe to look at the higher mountains.

　　 Probably, this is the charm of monasticism itself.

　　 At this moment, Wang Sheng really couldn't care about the surrounding environment. He sat down cross-legged and felt his own changes.

　　 Every breakthrough is an opportunity for the monk. If he can grasp it, he will benefit a lot.

　　Wang Sheng is also at ease about the surrounding environment, but Yuanpu Zhenren got up and walked to Wang Sheng's side, and with a wave of his hand, the true essence turned into a round cover, covering Wang Sheng in it, to prevent him from being affected by the surrounding environment.

　　 Then, the old man waved his hand gently, and all the disciples bowed and left.

　　 Daoist Chief Gao Shixing glanced at Wang Sheng for a few moments, and then made a beast to his master and left the courtyard with these young disciples.

　　 The Taoist leader seemed to have nothing to remember. He held his sword and went down the mountain. He walked very briskly, and he could see that he was in a very good mood.

　　 After today, Gao Shixing will retreat and will not come to learn swordsmanship with Wang Sheng again; but because of his breakthrough, Wang Sheng has no time to thank the Taoist master again.

　　 In the past half month, Wang Sheng has gained a lot, which will have a great influence on his future path of cultivation.

　　 Soon only Yuanpu Zhenren, Chi Wen and Zhou Yinglong were left in the courtyard.

　　 True Man Yuanpu closed his eyes and didn't say much. Zhou Yinglong retired and guarded at the courtyard gate, while Chi Wen was a bit fanciful, not knowing what happened.

　　 Brother Er was injured?

　　 She was a little nervous, but she just hoped that the senior sister would come back from her practice earlier, and she didn't dare to make a loud noise.

　　 Yuanpu Zhenren did not leave at this time, so naturally he also intentionally left to give instructions to Wang Sheng; just like the few Dao masters who came here to observe Wang Sheng and Gao Shishi the day before, Yuanpu Zhenren also developed a love for talent.

　　 Although Wang Sheng is not a Wudang Taoist inheritance, he is considered a monk on Wudang Mountain, and will not be separated from Wudang Mountain in the future.

　　 Wudang Dao inherits that most of the younger generation is quite satisfactory. Although there are many people with good qualifications, there is only one ‘Wizard’ who can stand up and act as the face of three generations of disciples.

　　 On Wang Sheng, the real Yuanpu saw not only the ‘sword repair wizard’, but also the commendable ‘spirituality’.

　　 As long as you don’t teach the Taoism and inherit the exercises, it is just a gift to Wang Sheng’s own insights, and it is not a violation of the rules set by the ancestors.

　　Wang Sheng didn't know that there was still an opportunity waiting for him outside. He was immersed in the Dao realm when he stepped into the fetal birth stage, and he experienced the mystery of the inner Zhoutian.

　　 Unborn child stage is actually the third step to open the Taoist treasures, and it is also the key step for one's own Tao to begin to condense.

　　The phantom of the ancient sword in the Lingtai has begun to condense. Although the blade and the edge of the sword have not yet been condensed, it already has a general shape.

　　 The meridians in the body keep moving along with the true essence, and they are constantly widening.

　　 The stepping into the fetal stage alone has increased Wang Sheng's strength by more than 30%; coupled with his kendo's diligence in the past half month, his strength has really jumped abruptly.

　　 Nei Zhoutian was closed for a while, Wang Sheng realized that his body had gradually adapted, and he began to try to establish a connection between Nei Zhoutian and heaven and earth.

　　 He ran the Pure Yang Immortal Art, slowly opened the'door' around his body, and suddenly there was a roar in his ears, and a wave of vitality from the world rushed into his Taoist body!

　　 It was as if the dam opened the gate to release the flood, but within a few minutes, Wang Sheng was full of real energy.

　　 Lingnian spread to the surroundings on its own, and shrouded hundreds of meters near the small courtyard in the blink of an eye, as if standing in the air above the small courtyard, and was about to leave with a virtual wind.

　　 He'sees' the elder sister who is practicing in the forest, Zhou Yinglong who is meditating on the big stone outside the courtyard, and the old senior standing beside him, and he is a little surprised.

　　Hurrying to converge his spiritual thoughts and calm his mind, Wang Sheng opened his eyes, and the layer of true essence wrapped around him also dissipated.

　　 Wang Sheng stood up and saluted the Taoist master beside him: "I'm troubled Master."

　　 "It's not in the way," Yuanpu Zhenren chuckles slightly, turns around and walks back to the chair, and takes his seat again.

　　 Wang Sheng glanced at the sky, the sun was already slanting at this time, and it took him half a day to break through.

　　 "Feiyu, come forward, just be closer to the poor road."

　　 "Yes," Wang Sheng replied, and walked to Yuanpu Zhenren; Yuanpu Zhenren grabbed the futon in the corner of the main house out of thin air, placed it at Wang Sheng's feet, and motioned him to take his seat.

　　Wang Sheng was not too cautious, and sat down calmly, looking up at the Taoist master.

　　 I heard Yuanpu Zhenren's words: "The disciple outside the door, come over too."

　　 Zhou Yinglong, who was meditating outside the door, was suddenly awakened. He was stunned for half a second, and then ran in with a happy face.

　　 He has waited until now from the morning, and there really is an unexpected gain.

　　 Zhou Yinglong didn't pay much attention, and sat directly beside Wang Sheng on the ground; Chi Wen hurriedly made a low stool and came over, but was rejected by Zhou Yinglong's gesture.

　　 listened to Yuan Pu's true gentleman slowly saying:

"Sixing is my most beloved disciple. He is obsessed with kendo and has achieved outstanding achievements. However, now I am also the most worried disciple, afraid that he is too obsessed with kendo, but trapped by the sword. Feiyu, how many do you have with Shixing? The points are similar, which is why I stayed and waited for you."

　　Wang Sheng nodded slightly, and said in a low voice: "The disciple will remember the teacher's teachings."

　　 "With your master teaching you this, I shouldn't have been worried about it," Yuan Pu's eyes showed a little emotion.

　　 The old man continued to speak slowly:

　　 "Your master is also regarded as my half disciple, and your master's shouting is not too wrong.

　　 You are practicing swordsmanship, but your master is just walking around here. I'm really afraid that he doesn't know how to pretend to understand and will break your rare jade.

　　 Therefore, today I will tell you more about Kendo practice. If you have any questions, you can also ask me. "

　　 Wang Sheng bowed his head and said, "Thank you, Master, for your guidance."

　　 Zhou Yinglong asked in a low voice: "Master, what about me..."

　　 The round and simple real man stroked his beard and smiled, "You can also ask questions at will, but if the question is out of standard, I will also punish others."

　　 Zhou Yinglong suddenly smiled bitterly, he really wanted to ask, who is the heir of the Taoist grandfather and Wang Sheng.

　　 "If you have nothing to do with you, I will talk to you two more today, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, let me talk about the famous sword repair sect in the monastic world."

　　 True Man Yuanpu also talked about wherever he thought of. Just now, he said that he was instructing the two of them to practice kendo. At this time, he was talking about the famous sect of sword repair in the cultivating world.

　　 "Sword cultivation has existed since ancient times, but it is not a unique way of cultivation, in fact it is just a saying that has emerged in recent years. A thousand or two thousand years ago, everyone was a cultivator, and there was no difference between using a sword and a knife.

If it is said that the current Jianxiu school is the first Sword Sect in Shu, I visited in Shu when I was young. Although the magical sword technique has been desolate due to the exhaustion of the world’s vitality, there are many sword practitioners within its gate. .

　　 Then I will talk about Huashan, Laoshan, and Qingcheng Mountain. In my generation, a large proportion of Taoists who spend their entire lives in cultivating swords..."

　　 Zhou Yinglong asked in a low voice: "Master, where do we rank in Wudang?"

　　 Yuanpu real person laughed and scolded: "Look, this question is pretty unqualified, go and get me a cup of tea!"

　　 Zhou Yinglong was about to get up to serve tea, Chi Wen had already trot with the teapot and brought it over.

　　 She was about to leave, but Wang Sheng yelled at her and motioned to her to prepare to run errands.

　　 In fact, this is also a little opportunity for Chi Wen, so that she can listen to such an expert's teaching.

　　 Although it is of little use to Chi Wen.

　　 "Feiyu, you will answer Ying Long's question."

　　 "Master said that they are all the dao inheritances that major in kendo," Wang Sheng said with a smile, "We Wudang Mountain is the best of each family, not the sword sect, so you can't simply compare with these dao inheritance."

　　 Yuanpu Zhenren suddenly raised his beard and chuckled, "Yes, Feiyu really has spirituality."

　　 Zhou Yinglong couldn't help holding his forehead with a wry smile, suddenly feeling the sadness and depression of life.

　　 He wanted to go back and ask his master, what did Master remember your name...