The First Sword of the Earth

After the meal, several people ate melon seeds, drank tea, and chatted in the private room of the hotel.

"Brother Sheng, how many years have you practiced this sword technique?" Shi Qianzhang asked casually, and there was no taboo.

"It's been three years," Wang Sheng didn't hide it, "I also loved this since I was a child, and I had some foundation before I went up the mountain."

Shi Qianzhang immediately gave a thumbs up, with the half melon seed skin sticking to his lips, he laughed: "Nice! If your sword, before the vitality of heaven and earth returns, others will have to practice it for a lifetime, it's amazing."

"Not necessarily," Liu Yunzhi said softly, "Even if the vitality of heaven and earth has not returned, Dao Feiyu's sword state will not be much weaker than it is now. Teachers often say that all methods of cultivation will eventually come together. It is a word of enlightenment."

Wang Sheng was a little embarrassed, and was about to say a few words of self-effacing.

On the side, Meng Hong said with a smile: "I'm afraid you two won't believe me if I tell you. The four of us only found out today that Junior Brother Wang Sheng has such a swordsmanship. It is not unreasonable to be a blockbuster today."

"Brother, don't kill me." Wang Sheng shook his head with a smile, and calmly diverted the topic away, "The black talisman that Daoist Qian Zhang used before was able to transform four stacks of talismans out of thin air. Brother Yunzhi used the talisman The method can actually attract thunder and defend the enemy... These are the amazing Taoism."

Liu Yunzhi smiled and said nothing, but Shi Qianzhang laughed mockingly, and said, "That's just a small trick to scare people. Those four cloth bags were already tied to me. Sigh!"

The guy sighed, "Today, I was thinking that I would show off in his Maoshan Mountain, and after I became famous in the world, I would be able to do commercial performances or something, but I didn't expect to meet your sword... The old man in my family also said that this time I have to meet a nobleman when I go out, is this nobleman? This is clearly King Sword Hades! This!"

Boom...

Someone knocked on the door of the box, and a small head came in, with bright eyes and bangs combed, but it was also dressed in Taoist robes.

Wang Sheng saw that this girl looked familiar, probably he had seen it on Maoshan Mountain today.

Her face was a little red, and she asked in a low voice: "Are the Taoist brothers from Wudang Mountain here? I am a little monk from Laoshan, and I want to take a photo with Brother Feiyu and Sister Buyu from Wudang Mountain... is that okay? "

Wang Sheng: ...

Before Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan could nod their heads, Shi Qianzhang stood up and greeted the door, "Come on! Come in! They're here!"

As soon as the words were finished, the door of the box was pushed open, and seven or eight young men and women in dresses and skirts rushed in.

In the corridor, many people heard the news, some came to say hello to get familiar, some came to watch the excitement and wanted to take the opportunity to discuss with others, and later there were also many kun dao monks who came to ask Liu Yunzhi for his autograph What.

In the small box, the scene quickly got out of control...

After working for more than an hour, Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan went back to the hotel in a bit of a state of embarrassment. The four of them, Meng Hong, went to the night market with Liu Yunzhi and Shi Qianzhang instead.

After a long operation before, Wang Sheng had an extra list of WeChat friends. There were dozens of names in it, all of whom he met by 'coincidental', and the contact information of the younger generation from various schools and factions.

Four or five communication groups were added, but the group messages were all blocked by Wang Sheng.

There are also a few contacts on Mu Wanxuan's WeChat, but they are all little fairies who adore this "overhaul" of the Embryo Formation Realm. The senior sister snickered for a long time because of this, as if she wanted to be a big sister .

Although my sect doesn't even have an official name, and there are only three masters and apprentices in the upper and lower ranks, as a master who is bound to make great achievements in the future, it is also necessary to expand contacts in the monastic world.

For this reason, Wang Sheng carefully made notes for every young man and woman who came to add him as friends, and wrote down each person's sect, name, and Taoist number, so as to prevent any jokes in the future.

A delegation had already set off to return that night, and the group from Wudang Mountain will start back to the mountain tomorrow morning.

And Wang Sheng has already bought a ticket from Maoshan to his hometown, and the journey only takes two or three hours. He will take his senior sister back to visit his parents tomorrow morning.

People say that being close to the hometown is timid, and it is difficult for him to fall asleep tonight.

Will my parents say something to embarrass my senior sister?

Compared with the impact on the future of today's exchange meeting, this is what Wang Sheng is most worried about.

...

In the gentle night wind, the back mountain of Maoshan, which pilgrims can't get close to, has finally recovered its former purity.

The outside of the Chongxi Hall has been cleaned up, only a few or two Maoshan disciples are walking around and cleaning, all the Taoist priests from the outer mountains have gone to the small town at the foot of the mountain, and all the Taoist masters from Maoshan have also returned to their respective Taoist mountain houses.

The Taoist priest of Maoshan, who had presided over the afternoon Taoism exchange meeting before, stepped into the room with a whisk in his hand, as if he had just returned from going down the mountain to see him off.

"You guys, go to clean the other yard first."

"yes."

Several Maoshan disciples bowed their heads to accept the order, and left the place at a trot.

After confirming that there were no people around, the Taoist priest walked slowly to the front of the Chongxi Hall, slightly bent his legs, and rose up like an eagle with wings spread, touched it under the eaves, and then fell like catkins.

In his hand was a small square box with a small hole on one side.

The Taoist chief of Maoshan is not a military fan. He doesn't know the expensive price of this seemingly inconspicuous small box that is actually special equipment. He only knows the specific function of this thing.

——Can shoot 24 hours of high-definition video continuously.

Put a small card close to the bottom of the box, and the box hummed softly, which means that the video shot today has been stored and transmitted to the remote end responsible for receiving.

There was a bit of hesitation in the Taoist priest's eyes.

"well……"

A soft sigh came from the depths of the Chongxi Hall, and the long movement froze, and he quickly put the square box in his hand into his cuff, but just after he finished the movement, an old man in a white robe stood silently. in front of him.

"Master, master, haven't you retreated yet?" The Taoist priest smiled slightly.

The old man said softly: "Have you thought about it? If you do this, you may be suspected of breaking your promise."

The Taoist priest was silent for a while, then Fang said: "Master, I did this for the sake of the entire monastic community, not just for the gains and losses of our Maoshan family."

"Having said that, but you... that's all, since the teacher has passed on the sect master to you, I shouldn't ask you more about these things."

The old man's face was a little sad.

The Taoist priest sighed: "Master, today is no different than it was a thousand years ago. Thousands of years ago, the common people were nothing more than swords and bows. Now, guns, shells...

Even if our cultivation has reached a high level, if the country wants to move us, Maoshan will be razed to the ground overnight.

Master, you also said that now is a peaceful and prosperous world, and we don’t need us monks to protect anything in this world. We only need to manage ourselves well, accept the supervision of the state, and ensure that the world of monks will not affect the secular order. That’s enough. . "

"Come on, let's go, just retreat and practice as a teacher."

The old man waved his hand, and his figure floated into the hall with the wind, and disappeared into the depths of the hall.

The Taoist bowed to see them off, looking at the black square box in his sleeve.

A small green light blinks lightly, and the video transmission has been completed.

Although I have already made up my mind, I still feel a little bit disappointed at this moment, it seems that I have done something that is against the teacher and I am sorry to my colleagues.

The contemporary head of Maoshan Daocheng sighed softly, shook his whisk, and walked towards the side door.

"Du Dao Mountain is so clean, it's only because there is no dust in the world. Nowadays, there is no such thing as a blessed place, Qing'an Xianmen."

...

At the same time, there is a small town outside Maoshan Mountain.

In a remote area outside the town, in a food processing factory, more than a dozen people are busy in front of two rows of computers. There is a row of images on the monitors, which are all corners of Maoshan Town.

And the pictures on the other row of computer screens are the footholds of the famous mountain delegations of various Taoist sects.

More than a dozen people here are monitoring the entire Maoshan town.

Except for the footsteps of people passing back and forth, and the constant crackling of several young men and women typing on the keyboard, it is quite quiet here.

However, this silence was quickly broken by a shout:

"Team leader, there is a video from the No. 2 machine!"

In one corner, the 'team leader' who was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed immediately stood up and quickly walked over in high heels.

The group leader's actions immediately attracted the attention of the men, women and children around him, and a few men couldn't help but look at the group leader who is known for his sternness and resoluteness a few more times.

She is thin, and the slim suit makes her a bit more charming than a woman should be. Her short hair that reaches the ears is also well-groomed.

She is obviously in her forties, but she still maintains a very good figure, and her overall curves can be called enchanting.

That face without makeup has never been as beautiful as it was when I was young. With more polishing in life, there are always some fine wrinkles.

The 'team leader' walked to the instrument, and ordered in a calm voice: "There should be more than ten hours of video in it, and pick out the useful information in it as soon as possible."

"Yes, team leader, it can be done in fifteen minutes!"

The team leader nodded slightly, and watched from the desk with his arms folded.

This Maoshan Daoist Conference is of great significance to their department. It is her observation of the strength of these Daomen and the overall atmosphere of the monastic world...

The young man in control of the mouse fiddled a few times, his fingers trembled slightly, swallowed, and said in a trembling voice: "Leader, can you let me do it by myself for a while? You are here... I am not used to it ..."

"Let's do it quickly," the team leader's face darkened, without saying anything, he took two steps back and walked aside.

As soon as she left, the group of young people who were quite curious about this Daoist exchange meeting suddenly stretched their necks and stared at the computer screen that started processing video files.

The team leader didn't say much about it. He walked to a filing cabinet beside him and glanced at his mobile phone from time to time.

"Team leader, coffee," a gray-haired uncle in a jacket smiled and approached, holding a steaming paper cup in his hand, and joked with a smile: "These little guys who just joined the team are a little afraid of you." , Team Leader, don't mind."

The team leader curled his lips, didn't say much, and carefully sipped his paper cup.

It's a bit bitter.

This uncle should be the kind who has worked with the team leader for a long time. Although he didn't dare to joke in front of her, he obviously knew more things.

"Team leader, is there any news from Xiaona?"

There was a little worry in the team leader's eyes, and he shook his head slightly, "No, I have already arranged for someone to go to her school to look for it."

"Don't worry, team leader, it's just the little girl playing with her temper, my girl also went through this period..."

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

"groove!"

A few young people around the computer screen over there suddenly screamed strangely, and one guy turned his head and shouted: "Team leader! Come and see! The swordsmanship used by this person! It is definitely a swordsmanship that only exists in TV dramas!" "

The team leader and the uncle came over immediately, and everyone around heard the sound and moved towards this side, except for a few people guarding the consoles who dared not leave their seats.

The picture on the computer screen has been pressed to pause, it is the picture of Wang Sheng dancing the sword, even if it is recorded and presented by the cold electronic equipment, it still looks a bit dreamy.

The group leader frowned and asked, "Who is he?"

A young girl next to her holding a file bag immediately replied: "Wang Sheng, he came with the Wudang Mountain delegation. He sat in the auditorium in the morning and never showed his face. His Taoist name is Feiyu. According to the information we eavesdropped on , his master's Taoist name is Qingyanzi, and it is said that his cultivation base is already above the fetus formation state."

The paper cup in the leader's hand shook slightly, and two drops of coffee spilled on his fingertips, but he didn't seem to notice the boiling hot coffee.

"Tell me, who is his master?"

Feeling the change in the group leader's eyes, the little girl shivered subconsciously, and almost couldn't hold the portfolio firmly.