The First Sword of the Earth

At ten o'clock in the morning the next day, in the back corner of the bus speeding on the highway.

"Drip! Brother Sheng, where is your home? Are you home yet? Say hello to my uncle and aunt for me!"

"Drip! Brother Sheng, when will you come to our Longhu Mountain to sit and sit? There are also a group of sword players on our Longhu Mountain, come and give pointers!"

"Drip! Brother Sheng, does my senior sister like to eat sweet or spicy? My wick cake and dried eggplant are pretty good!"

"Drip! Rise..."

The power of this bastard's mental pollution is simply incomparable!

Wang Sheng looked at the series of more than a dozen voice messages with an average duration of more than 15 seconds on the screen of his mobile phone, and immediately covered his head and groaned...

He has nothing to do with Qianzhang, what is this guy's friend doing!

"ah--"

A familiar call came from the side, Wang Sheng subconsciously opened his mouth, and poured a strawberry-flavored jelly into his mouth.

In the seat by the car window, Mu Wanxuan, who was submerged in the pile of snacks, laughed softly, and continued to read comics while holding her mobile phone, while destroying the condolence items bought by Daoist Li Shiwu before leaving.

Wang Sheng leaned on the back of the chair, staring at the flawless side face of his senior sister, feeling a faint sense of comfort in his heart.

Or if people are less pure, if they want to practice Taoism with eyes closed, they will practice Taoism with eyes closed...

The Maoshan Daoshu Exchange Conference ended smoothly, and Wudang Mountain also boosted the prestige of its own Daoist inheritance instead of being ridiculed by other sects because of Wang Sheng's sword and Mu Wanxuan's cultivation.

It is estimated that Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan will be able to get their Taoist certificates directly after returning to Wudang Mountain.

The bus was speeding towards home, and when Wang Sheng recovered from the sedation, the bus had already driven into the city where Wang Sheng had lived for nearly forty years in his two lifetimes.

Outside the window, you can see the bustling street scene, busy pedestrians, and occasionally you can see a few brats chasing and laughing on the side of the road...

It's really a bit like a world away.

In order to make the journey home smooth and less conspicuous, neither Wang Sheng nor Mu Wanxuan wore their 'work clothes'.

Because she wanted to meet her junior's parents, Mu Wanxuan chose a very well-behaved dress, a short-sleeved dress, an ordinary floral skirt, a waist design that can be seen everywhere, and the souvenir that Wang Sheng bought for her in Maoshan—— A sun visor, and a pair of simple sandals on her small jade feet.

But no matter how ordinary she was dressed, she couldn't cover up the fairy spirit she exuded from all over her body, and this set of 'equipment' only slightly reduced the rate of turning heads.

Wang Sheng changed his hair into an artistic ponytail. Jeans and a shirt are also a random combination, but he seems to be about to break through, and there is an unconcealable sharp sword intent all over his body.

Passers-by who happened to catch a glimpse of him would feel that this young man was a bit 'bright'.

It looks like a star whose light cannot be covered by a bright moon, but it is too close to the ground, making people afraid to approach it.

The pair of jeans he brought with him when he went up the mountain were already too small. His big feet and ankles were exposed outside, turning into cropped trousers. On his feet were a pair of pull-back shoes that he usually wears during practice.

This dress can be regarded as a complete interpretation of the image of a down-and-out young man who pursues the road of art but is trapped by life and has no choice but to go to the construction site to move bricks, but has always been full of positive energy.

"Senior Sister, my parents may say something you don't understand when we get home, so don't talk to them," Wang Sheng vaccinated in advance, "Just do what you like."

"Um?"

Mu Wanxuan blinked lightly, a little confused about Wang Sheng's instructions.

In her impression, Wang Sheng's parents are nice people, they often mail some daily necessities to the mountains, and she still has a lot of clothes from Wang Sheng's mother.

But Wang Sheng must have his reasons for ordering so, Senior Sister blinked, and continued to sink in his snack pile.

What is it like to see your parents when you come home?

Wang Sheng had already figured it out last night.

Sure enough, just as Wang Sheng took Mu Wanxuan out of the bus station, a middle-aged couple dressed as if they were about to attend the company's annual meeting stood beside a brand new car and waved to them gracefully.

Although it is common in the video, in reality, it has been more than a year since the last time we met.

Parents seem to be living younger and younger. This should be related to Wang Sheng's use of real yuan to help them wash their tendons and marrow in Wudang Mountain last year.

——Everyone hopes that their parents can live a long life, even if they can't practice, as a son, they should try their best to do something.

It's a pity that Wang Shengxiu is the way of swordsmanship rather than alchemy. When some herbs start to change in the soaking of vitality, in a few years there will be a life-prolonging elixir.

What Wang Sheng was thinking at this time was that at that time, he would spend some effort on his own, and on the premise of not blocking the road and robbing, he could get some pills for his parents...

When I was a little lost in thought, my mother's shout of surprise rang in my ears:

"This is Xiaoxuan? Why did she look so juicy and beautiful in the blink of an eye! Oh my god! Let auntie hug her!"

Mu Wanxuan smiled shyly, not quite used to being hugged, but she still tried her best to keep smiling...

The old man in a suit and leather shoes took the suitcases of the two of them and stuffed them into the new car he just replaced. Then, while the two women were making out, he quietly walked to Wang Sheng's side, with his hands behind his back, and lightly touched his shoulders. Hit Wang Sheng.

"When will Dad prepare the bride price for you?"

Wang Sheng replied calmly: "Dad, don't worry, I will try to let you hold your grandchildren as long as you are alive."

Father Wang rolled his eyes in anger.

The thoughts of his parents are actually very simple, they just hope that Wang Sheng can practice Taoism and become a Taoist couple; they are also really afraid that Wang Sheng will not care about anything, just focus on cultivating Taoism, and be a Taoist priest in the mountains who doesn't care about world affairs.

From the beginning to the end, Wang's father and Wang's mother never understood why Wang Sheng suddenly had a "heart of seeking Taoism", and instead of reading a good book, he ran to Wudang Mountain to practice.

"Xiaoxuan and Auntie sit in the back."

"Um."

Mu Wanxuan responded with some embarrassment, and was pulled into the back seat of the car affectionately by Wang Ma, and listened carefully to Wang Ma's talking about some parents' slander, those mundane things that were far away from cultivating the Tao.

In the front seat, Wang Sheng's father showed off the performance of the new car, and the atmosphere in the car was quite harmonious.

The house was also cleaned spotlessly, and there were more cute pillows and decorations than before Wang Sheng left.

When Wang Sheng was arguing with his parents whether he was going out to eat or cooking at home, Mu Wanxuan walked into the kitchen with her sleeves rolled up, showing off her cooking skills that she had honed for many years.

Although the stir-fried dishes did not have much oil, and they made a table of vegetarian dishes without any meat, but Wang Sheng's parents also had a good meal, and they did not close their mouths during the whole process.

After the meal, Mu Wanxuan pulled Wang Sheng's arm in a sensible way, and gestured for him to accompany his parents alone.

Wang Sheng said: "Senior sister, go to my room and sleep for a while, you will live in my room at night, and I will sleep in the living room."

Mu Wanxuan responded softly, and Wang Sheng dragged their suitcases into his original bedroom.

The moment he pushed open the bedroom door, several black lines hung on Wang Sheng's forehead...

The room was almost redecorated. The single bed was replaced with a brand new double bed. The overall color is light purple and warm. There are some bonsai in the corners of the surrounding walls, and the ceiling is covered with colorful balloons...

All in all, this set of arrangement is complete with a big red "囍" on the head of the bed.

Okay, it's very parental.

Wang Sheng coughed, and said in a low voice: "Sister, just be more casual, this is the same as we are on the mountain, this is a room specially prepared for you."

"Well," Mu Wanxuan nodded with a smile, signaling to Wang Sheng to accompany his parents, and then gently closed the door.

outside the door.

Wang Sheng heaved a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that his senior sister would be unhappy or uncomfortable, but fortunately, his senior sister was completely clueless about such things, so he avoided a lot of embarrassment.

Parents greeted furtively in the living room, for fear that the girl in the room would be disturbed if they made a loud noise.

Mother's voice was still gentle as usual: "Xiao Sheng, come over to chat with parents."

But a middle-aged uncle quickly assumed the role of the strict father, "Xiao Sheng, how long are you going to stay on the mountain? Seeing that you are already twenty, it's time to figure out a way out for your future."

Wang Sheng smiled helplessly, put his palm up, and strands of true energy shot out like flames...

"Dad, Mom, what do you think about cultivating immortals?"

...

After staying at home for two days, Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan also showed their practice life in the mountains.

In the morning, the two sat cross-legged on the balcony, meditating like clay sculptures.

A certain pair of parents, who began to doubt whether life was real, kept watching. The old father, who was suffering from old diseases, would cover his rear from time to time, and then admired him.

What a blessing to have a healthy butt without hemorrhoids.

In order to dispel his parents' worries about his future, Wang Sheng even performed a set of simple sword skills in his living room.

The senior sister also cooperated with her and taught her parents a few health-preserving moves. Although they can't let them step into the road of cultivation, regular practice can also keep them healthy and prolong their lives.

Two days later, Wang Sheng, who still had some nostalgia for his family, resolutely embarked on the road of cultivating the Tao and seeking the truth again, and took the high-speed train heading west with his senior sister.

Before leaving, Wang Sheng's parents secretly pulled Wang Sheng aside, and hesitantly made a request to their son...

"Husband, tell me..."

"Let me tell you, why are you so shy with your own son?"

"Oh, I hate you!"

"Xiaosheng is like this, cough," his father's voice was still loud at first, but after coughing, it became as thin as a mosquito...

"Your mother and I have been wanting to add a younger brother and sister to you for several years, but it's because we haven't added them all the time.

Then we went to have a physical examination. The doctor said that your mother is in good health, and I have no serious health problems. There is no risk in having a second child, but it’s okay, I can’t conceive anyway.

The infertile brick family said that it may be related to the environment... Later, I also consulted a Chinese medicine doctor. After taking Chinese medicine for half a year, there was no movement...

Look, is there any elixir that can solve this problem, let Master and other old people help to do it? "

Wang Sheng opened his mouth, then nodded with a light smile.

It seems that after returning to the mountain, besides the way of swordsmanship, it is time to study the way of alchemy.

Along the way, Wang Sheng was thinking about this question—is there an ancient elixir that can cure infertility caused by a midlife crisis?

I have never heard of this...

hum! hum!

There was a vibrating sound from the mobile phone. When I opened WeChat, one voice message after another began to pop up. When I tapped with a slip of my hand, the voice that seemed to be squawking like a duck came out by itself.

"Drip! Brother Sheng..."

I'll go, delete friends!