The First Sword of the Earth

On Pingdu Mountain, near the original ghost gate, three figures stood quietly.

As a participant in the trip to Changfu three months ago, Monk Huai Jing still thinks about that wonderful experience of driving back and forth without being able to participate in anything.

"Amitabha, what is gone is gone, what is alive can only be remembered."

"Yes," Shi Qianzhang, a high disciple of Longhu Mountain, sighed softly, and put the red rose in his hand among the flowers on the ground.

It has been three months, and many people still come here to send a bouquet of flowers in this open space, expressing their old friends.

In front of the flowers stood a stone tablet with an inscription engraved on it, and a black and white three-inch photo.

In the photo, the man standing with a sword is smiling quietly.

Monk Huai Jing blinked and said in a low voice, "But then again, what does Shi Xianshi mean by sending roses?"

"Don't get me wrong," Shi Qianzhang shook his head, "It doesn't mean that I had some daring fantasies about Brother Sheng before he was alive. We are dead now, and we can't tarnish Brother Sheng's pure reputation.

It's just that I think Brother Sheng is a very cheerful person. If he still has a little bit of ghost, he must like this bright color.

Brother Sheng will always live in my heart. "

Liu Yunzhi, who had been silent all this time, twitched his lips, lowered his head and wiped the corners of his eyes, and just sighed lightly.

"It's hard to say nothing fairy."

"That's right," Monk Huai Jing murmured, "Both Fei Yu and Bu Yu were going to be successful, but suddenly something happened..."

Liu Yunzhi sighed: "I heard from the suzerain of the Diyin Sect that Fairy Buyu is now in a stable mood and is quietly guarding the place where Feiyu died.

In fact, the most unacceptable thing should be at the last moment, when Feiyu knocked Fairy Buyu away and jumped down, because Fairy Buyu had always wanted to sacrifice her life for righteousness.

Alas, this should be a match made in heaven, Feiyu and him... If I were there and went through this for Feiyu, there would be one less sad person in the world. "

Monk Huai Jing smiled wryly, "At that time, the little monk should have the cheek to follow. The little monk has nothing to worry about, but Feiyu may become the pillar of our Dahua country's cultivation circle in the future. It is really... Amitabha."

Shi Qian opened his mouth and flattened it,

He squatted down silently, and suddenly covered his face and choked up a few times.

"Can you stop mentioning it? I finally accepted this painful fact!

Do you know what Brother Sheng is to me? He is not only my friend, but also my only buddy, my brother!

There are so many people in the Maoshan Conference, only Brother Sheng added me as a friend!

Brother Sheng has never looked down on me! He also taught me and taught me how to communicate with people! Also taught me how to fight and kill! return! "

"Wait a minute, how many plots have you made up in your own brain!" Monk Huai Jing cursed dumbfoundedly.

Shi Qianzhang wiped away tears, sniffled his nose, "Anyway, Brother Sheng is my life mentor! I have lost my way forward now!"

Liu Yunzhi said calmly: "Is this the reason why your cultivation realm has always been one level lower than ours?"

A certain young Taoist priest who insisted on haircuts suddenly filled with resentment.

"Actually, there is no need to be too sad," Huai Jing said, "All sentient beings and all kinds of illusions are born of the Tathagata's wonderful mind of perfect enlightenment."

Shi Qianzhang stood up, "It's not very good for you to spread the word."

"Aren't I trying to persuade you two to be careful from a philosophical point of view?" Monk Huai Jing shook his head, "From today onwards, even if Feiyu is gone, our five-member team will still maintain the five-member standard."

"Yes," Shi Qianzhang said, "Waiting for no words fairy, no, when Mrs. Sheng adjusts, she can't let Mrs. Sheng feel that she has no other friends in the future.

Also, for a fairy at the level of Mrs. Sheng, there must be many shameless people who want to miss her.

Although Brother Sheng is gone, but within the next three years, whoever dares to chase after Mrs. Sheng, I will burn his mountain! "

Monk Huai Jing scolded: "You are too domineering! Amitabha, you must bring a little monk with you when the time comes."

"Both of you," Liu Yunzhi shook his head slowly, "These are private affairs of Fairy Muyu, so don't do this."

"I don't care! I'm brother Sheng's widow now! Bah! Brother widow!"

Shi Qianzhang showed a fierce look, "Brother Sheng must protect his face! Don't they all call me a bastard in the monastic world? Then I'll show them the bastard!"

"The trip to Sakurajima is coming soon," Liu Yunzhi said, "Let's adjust our status and go with the delegation to the Sakurajima Congress to meet those ninjas."

"Without Feiyu, there is no interest in this trip to Sakura Island." Monk Huai Jing walked to the lonely tombstone and said in a deep voice, "I will save Feiyu again and see if I can help Feiyu Find some remnants."

"How many times have you done it?" Shi Qianzhang shook his head and said, "It's better to be more practical."

Liu Yunzhi scolded with a black face: "Then tell me, what is the reality?"

"I was ready before I came, just watch you guys."

After saying that, Shi Qianzhang took a step forward, took out a stack of yellow paper talismans from his bosom, and threw them towards the sky.

Pengpeng exploded a few times, and the yellow paper talisman turned into groups of colorful butterflies; Shi Qianzhang took out a bluetooth speaker from the crane treasure bag, put it in front of Wang Daochang's grave, and pressed the phone's button. Play key.

The lingering notes of "The Butterfly Lovers" fluttered, and the foreheads of the monks and priests at the side were suddenly covered with black lines.

Fortunately, it was only "The Butterfly Lovers". If "the sound wave is too strong, it will be buried in the ground", Liu Yunzhi will definitely cast a spell to strike people with lightning.

The three of them stayed here for an hour, but were finally urged to leave by a call from the investigation team.

Not long after they left, two or three figures appeared here again, all of them were orthodox monks passing by Mount Pingdu to take a look.

At dusk, a figure stepped on the afterglow of the setting sun and landed in front of the tombstone, raised his hand to cover the top of the tombstone, rubbing gently.

It's only been three months, but he looks like he's three years older, his brows are wrinkled, and there are two strands of gray hair on his temples, and his aura is thicker instead.

The Golden Core Realm is followed by the Tianfu Realm, and the Tianfu Realm is closely related to spiritual thoughts and souls.

The death of Wang Sheng dealt a great blow to Taoist Master Bu Yan. Under the violent mood swings, the middle-aged Taoist took a step forward, stepped into the realm of heaven, and his soul was sublimated.

But just like he kept murmuring after waking up, if he exchanged his own cultivation for Xiao Sheng to come back, it wouldn't matter if he spent the remaining half of a mortal's lifespan.

In fact, the most difficult period is the first three months.

As time goes on, the sadness will be diluted.

Moreover, Chi Ling and Chi Wen's mother and daughter have been with their husband and father recently, and accompanied Qing Yanzi through this hurdle.

But bereavement is like bereavement...

"If I had known that you would take this step, I would have taught you less loyalty, filial piety and shame."

Qing Yanzi sighed softly, patted the tombstone with the palm of his hand, and stood there quietly, looking at the black-stained curtain in the east.

"Your senior sister is heartbroken, but as a teacher, I don't know how to persuade her to let her spend more time with you in the underworld.

If you still have an afterlife, when you come to Wudang Mountain to find me as a teacher, you will have already become a fairy.

At that time, I will teach you well and teach you the real fairy art. "

Fingers trembled slightly, Qing Yanzi sighed, as if he had made some kind of determination, he turned and flew to the back mountain of Pingdu Mountain not far away.

The aura was revealed, and several figures immediately greeted him in the air.

"It's not a long story, please come inside!"

"I won't nag you, I still have important matters to deal with. I just came here to ask how Buyu is doing recently."

"Yesterday, Granny Meng just sent the news that everything is safe and sound, and her mood is better than before..."

After chatting a few times in the air, Qing Yanzi cupped his hands to thank him, made a salute, turned around and left Yu Kong.

Those sixteen ancient cultivators brought back from the underworld have now awakened in a branch of the research institute. As one of the few people with the highest cultivation in the world, he has to rush to discuss how to deal with this matter.

Hu Banxian has already gone back to the mountain villa to live in seclusion, and no one is silent, and no one can invite her to come forward.

This matter can only be discussed and handled by the cultivation world.

...

In the small underworld, the land spirits are forbidden.

In the corner next to a piece of seven-colored fairy crystal, the black 'charred corpse' had already shed half a layer of ash by itself, revealing a new intact and shiny skin.

It was that flowing long hair that became bald, and the trend of long hair had not yet resumed.

Moreover, all the movable parts of this 'burned corpse' at this time are the mouth and eyes, but speaking is too laborious and not as convenient as I thought.

'Uh, it's not dead? '

Sitting in this somewhat dreamy space, staring at the familiar hilt of the Wuling Sword, this guy immediately grinned, and the remaining 'black ash' on his face fell crisply, revealing the handsome one immediately. Lost face.

The one who can be here is naturally the brother Sheng that Shi Qianzhang talked about.

Wherever he looked, streams of light glowed from the familiar sword hilt, and a phantom appeared, turning into a three-inch-tall villain.

She was wearing an ancient dress, with two colorful fairy belts floating on her shoulders, her face was beautiful but somewhat lonely and haughty, and her cloud hair style had a different kind of delicacy.

She tilted her head slightly, looking at Wang Sheng at this time, and Wang Sheng also had a cold voice in his heart.

'Of course you're not dead. '

Wang Sheng said from the bottom of his heart: 'Thank you, Your Highness, for saving your life. '

"It's not that I saved you. If you want to thank you, thank you for this sword." The little fairy slowly sat on a small piece of cloud, and the thought was transmitted to the bottom of Wang Sheng's heart, and it naturally became words that Wang Sheng could understand.

‘This sword of yours has no spirituality in its entire body, and there is no half impurity in it. It is really rare in the world, but it is more suitable for me to entrust my immortal soul than you.

After discovering the strangeness of your sword, I used one-third of my immortal power to refine it to the greatest extent in the shortest possible time, and used it and my immortal soul as the eyes of the formation to form the three-element sealing formation.

In this way, you don't have to die, and my celestial soul doesn't have to suffer the backlash of the earth spirit's ban, and everyone survives. '

Wang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, tried to look inside himself, and saw the golden pill that was full of cracks but not broken, then his eyes went dark, his head tilted and he fell into a coma again.

The little fairy blinked, then shook her head helplessly.

I also want to talk about the future, this Lu Dongbin's successor is really...

Too weak.

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