The First Sword of the Earth

Seventy-two swords, the sixth floor, in front of the stone gate leading to the most critical place.

Wang Sheng stood there with a bow step, holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and resting his index finger on the spine of the sword. The long sword and his arm were drawn into a straight line, and the sword body was submerged in a ball of blue light.

This group of blue light slowly dissipated and turned into dots of light, like fireflies on a summer night, slowly flying back into the stone gate.

Two lines of tears rolled down the corners of Wang Sheng's eyes, he slowly retracted his sword, and stood there without moving for a long time.

He didn't know why he was crying, but now he couldn't stop crying, probably because he was affected by Qiuli Sword...

Now I know all the sorrows, but I say it's a cool autumn.

Fortunately, Wang Sheng's thoughts were clear and he didn't have too complicated thoughts, otherwise he would probably cry a lot at this time.

Influencing the opponent's emotions with sword intent is a relatively common application of the third realm of kendo - sword power.

It stands to reason that this group of spirits can only use sword intent and sword moves to fight against themselves. Using sword power already has the meaning of using realm to overwhelm others. Even if they win Wang Sheng, it is still a bit ineffective.

Not to mention losing now.

The Shimen shone with blue light again, and the figure of the old man appeared in the blue light again, but this time his true face was revealed.

This is an old man with a thin face, with sharp eyes, long eyebrows and narrow eyes, a straight nose and no beard, and no wrinkles on his face. If his eyebrows and white hair are dyed black, he can be considered handsome.

Wang Sheng wiped away his tears, cleared his throat, and gradually broke away from the sad charm of Qiu Lijian.

"Senior, but I won?"

The spirit did not speak for a long time, but a gap opened in the stone gate.

Wang Sheng cupped his hands to express his gratitude, but just as he was about to move forward, the formation spirit suddenly said, "Because of the restriction of the seventy-two sword formations, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop you until you obtain the sword control technique.

You are such a talented swordsman, I have guarded this place for thousands of years, and I have only met a few people, and all of these people have achieved a very high reputation outside.

As long as you agree to enter my Shushan sect, I can help you take a step forward, and I will definitely make you reborn. "

Wang Sheng was taken aback for a moment, this burst of spirit... actually wanted to dig himself into Shushan? !

Wang Sheng thought for a while,

Sitting cross-legged directly, he watched the formation spirit right in front of the stone gate.

"Senior, can you talk to me? I am very interested in the cultivation world thousands of years ago. It's just that I have to say what the younger generation said first. The teacher's kindness to me is as great as a mountain, and I will never judge the teacher to vote for another."

"Oh? What do you want to talk about?" The voice of the spirit calmed down, "Forget it, I just listened to what you said, Shushan is dying of talents now, and I just want to worry about them."

Wang Sheng asked: "Senior, are you the Patriarch of Shushan?"

Zhenling laughed lightly and said:

"This seat was originally just a mortal sword, and later followed Shushan Patriarch Master Qingfeng to practice in the world for a hundred years, and gave birth to the sword spirit.

Master Qingfeng fled through the void after establishing the Shushan Sword Sect, but he took this seat out of the mortal sword and used it to wield the blessed land of 'Seventy-two Royal Swords'.

To be honest, this seat is just a blunt sword held by Master Qingfeng back then, I really dare not call myself the founder of the Shushan Sword School. "

Master Qingfeng...

Wang Sheng remembered the ancient painting he had seen in the main hall of Jianzong, in which there was only the back of Qingfeng Daoist, standing on the top of Shu Mountain and looking at the sea of ​​clouds.

Wang Sheng praised: "That should be a fairy-like figure."

"Reverend Qingfeng is originally a god, and Qingfeng is just his pseudonym," Zhen Ling said with a smile, "To be honest, I was held by Master Qingfeng once, and I fought with your ancestor Lu Dongbin. That was the world-shocking battle of sword immortals."

Battle of Sword Immortals?

Wang Sheng looked longingly, and asked with a smile: "What does my ancestor look like?"

Zhen Ling was also interested, "Look at me."

The blue light flickered, and Zhen Ling gradually changed his body and appearance, turning into a handsome young man, dressed in a loose Taoist robe, with gentle eyes and a smile on his mouth, but he was a very chic and romantic person.

This is Lu Zu Lu Dongbin?

Just as Wang Sheng was about to touch his phone to take a picture, Zhen Ling had already returned to his real Qingfeng appearance. Wang Sheng looked down at the phone in his hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Just now, the spirit let me prove that a thousand years have passed outside, wouldn't it be more convincing to take a few photos with my mobile phone...

At that time, I was also shocked by the sudden appearance of Zhenling, and I forgot that there was still such a thing.

"It's a pity," Zhen Ling sighed, "The Chunyang sword song of your lineage has been lost, and that is also the first-class sword art in the world. But you can practice Ziwei Tianjian, but you don't have to worry about it .”

Wang Sheng hurriedly asked: "What is there to say about this Ziwei Heavenly Sword? Nowadays, there are many gaps in the Dao inheritance, and these have been lost."

Zhenling sighed softly, and the image in the stone gate also sat down cross-legged, facing Wang Sheng face to face.

"It's okay to talk to you, my knowledge is limited, but I heard Daoist Master Qingfeng and his disciples explain the Dao of the three swords of heaven, earth and man.

These three avenues are not divided into high and low, and each of the kendos can reach the true realm of kendo when it is taken to the extreme.

But among the three sword ways, the Heavenly Sword Way is the most powerful.

Your realm is still lacking, so I can roughly tell you something.

The way of the sword of man is to open up the Dao Zang of one's own body, to pursue the unity of man and sword, and to forge a complete sword way with oneself.

The kendo of the earth draws the power of the heaven and the earth to make up for one's own insufficiency, pursues the state of harmony with the heaven and the earth, and hammers one's own kendo with the power of the heaven and the earth.

Master Qingfeng's most proud "sword first" Qingfeng Huasun and Moon swordsmanship can be called the ultimate sword of the earth.

The Heavenly Sword Dao is the way transformed by the power of heaven and earth, which is extremely difficult to find in the human world. This set of Ziwei Heavenly Sword you have cultivated is one of the only Heavenly Sword Dao that can be heard in the world, and it is the power of the stars.

At this time, you are only just making some small achievements, and you are far from displaying its true power. "

Wang Sheng frowned and thought for a while.

The three swords of heaven, earth and man?

The realm of swordsmanship that Master Yuanpu told himself at the beginning was actually just "human swordsmanship"?

For a moment, Wang Sheng felt that what he knew and learned was too superficial, and there were infinite realms waiting to be explored by just one stroke of the sword.

Don't be conceited, don't be complacent, there is no end to the way of swordsmanship, and there is no satisfaction in this life.

"Thank you for your guidance, senior."

"It's all right," Zhen Ling sighed, "I've been lonely for some time. Fortunately, I've slept through the millennium. Otherwise, I really don't know how to get through the millennium."

Wang Sheng nodded a few times in response, then remembered something, and hurriedly asked: "Senior, what is the ancient demon suppressed under the Ziyan Temple? The vitality of the world has been recovering since three years ago, and the ancient demon does not seem to be dead. It already has demonic energy Start leaking."

"It should be a little fox demon. I just heard that the disciple who broke through the pass mentioned it by accident, so I don't know the specifics."

Zhenling laughed awkwardly, and said: "Only disciples under the age of twenty-five can enter this place, and no one can come and say these things to me."

Little... fox demon?

Wang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, shook the hem of the tattered Taoist robe, and slowly stood up.

Zhen Ling asked him: "Do you want to continue to break through?"

"Well," Wang Sheng nodded, and then said, "Since I promised Shushan to retrieve Yujianshu, naturally I can't break my promise. Thank you for your guidance today, junior..."

"Don't rush to say goodbye, and move forward, I am waiting for you at the next level."

There was a flash of blue light around Zhenling, and it disappeared immediately.

Wang Sheng scratched his head, pushed open the half-hidden stone gate in front of him, raised his sword and climbed up the stairs.

However, when he rushed to the seventh floor, Wang Sheng's feet swayed, and he almost knelt down to Master Qingfeng, the patriarch of Shushan Mountain.

Its internal layout is completely different from the previous six floors!

It is still a stone hall with a diameter of thirty feet, but there are no carvings on the surrounding stone walls. Instead, there are nine small bronze tripods suspended in the air.

There is also a suspended sword under each small tripod, and each sword contains a sword intent, and all of them are locked on Wang Sheng at this time.

"Although I know I won't be able to stop you in the end," Zhen Ling's voice came out from the closed stone gate, and once again turned into the appearance of Master Qingfeng, he drew the first sword at hand, and smiled lightly at Wang Sheng, "But what do you want? To take away the sword control technique, it takes some thought.

Yujianshu is in the sixty-first, sixty-second, and sixty-third levels, a total of three volumes, namely the method of Yunjian, the method of Yujian, and the way of Yujian.

Since the people of contemporary Shushan promise that you can practice as you like, you might as well stay with me here for a while, and try the next nine levels after mastering the sword control technique, which will definitely benefit you a lot. "

Wang Sheng pursed his lips for a while, and just about to speak, he felt that the spirit was 'full fire' again.

That's all for a brand new sword intent, and the corresponding sword momentum is unfolding again, and the surrounding temperature seems to be slowly rising...

Everyone has talked and talked, but still refuse to release water?

Wang Sheng shouted: "Senior, it's really not me who is eager to ask for this Yujianshu, but the disciples and grandchildren of Master Qingfeng who are anxiously waiting for Yujianshu to revive the Sword Sect!"

"It's okay, who made them useless?"

Zhen Ling pulled a sword flower, and his gaze once again had a compelling charm.

"Shushan Sword is the fourteenth, Heart Flame Sword."

Wang Sheng had no choice but to concentrate, and a fierce battle struck again...