The First Sword of the Earth

The word wealth is not just a single coin.

Magical artifacts, methods and materials for refining magical artifacts, pills, pill furnaces and herbs for refining pills, and dozens of talismans worth tens of thousands of dollars that I have learned before...

But all resources related to cultivation are actually in the category of 'wealth'.

These are all questions that monks need to think about, and even fight for it.

Taoist priests want to make money, so it's really hard not to fool around.

That night, Wang Sheng discussed with his master about developing sects and storing resources, but Qing Yanzi told him not to worry, just practice on the mountain with peace of mind.

When it comes to making money, this unspoken leader is more professional.

Early the next morning, Wang Sheng saw two small porcelain bottles on the table. When he opened it, there were several pills exuding a faint fragrance.

Huh?

Which Daocheng did Master go to rob last night?

Wang Sheng blinked, feeling quite shocked by this, and before he could ask any more, Qing Yanzi had already walked over from outside the house with a smile.

"Try it, how is the quality of the Huiyuan Pill refined by Master?"

"Master, do you know how to make alchemy?" Wang Sheng asked a little surprised.

"It was taught by an old Taoist on Wudang Mountain before, and he passed me a book of alchemy. When I was young, I had nothing to do, so I wrote it down." Qing Yanzi smiled calmly, quite satisfied with the apprentice's expression, " It’s just that medicinal herbs are difficult to pick nowadays, so not many are refined, and some are reserved for the senior brother who provided the pill furnace, so I can only leave these few for you.”

Wang Sheng blinked, and almost blurted out to ask for his own father, is there any elixir that can treat infertility.

Cough, I still have a chance to look up the Dan Shu Dan Jing, this matter is a bit difficult to talk about after all...

"Yesterday I heard Junior Brother Shiwu talk about the previous incident. You were quite close to Maoshan disciple Liu Yunzhi and Longhushan disciple Shi Qianzhang." Qing Yanzi sat on a seat beside him, "Is that true?"

Wang Sheng didn't think too much about it, and replied: "It is indeed the case. Master, what enmity do we have with these two Taoists?"

"There's no talk of enmity," Qing Yanzi waved his hand, and said with a smile, "I just want to tell you a thing or two. When you get along with people, don't care about their backgrounds. You should use character as the criterion for consideration. I heard Shiwu Junior Brother say From now on, that Shi Qianzhang seems to have a perverse temper, quite arrogant and domineering, don't be influenced by him, it is the enlightened Taoist heart that you have finally acquired."

Wang Sheng nodded with a serious face, "I understand, I will delete it for him later."

Well, it was deleted once before, and it was added back again. It was still a series of friend requests that killed people.

Shi Qianzhang may be the legendary acting personality. Wang Sheng also met this kind of person in his previous life, and most of them were psychologically...abnormal.

"It's not necessary to delete friends," Qing Yanzi said with a smile, "don't do things too badly, and keep things on the line, so we can meet again in the future."

"Master, you don't know, this guy is real..." Wang Sheng shook his head, his face full of helplessness, "Not a very good person."

Qing Yanzi seemed to see something, and felt relieved, so he didn't mention it any more.

One's own apprentice should have a sense of proportion.

"Put away the elixir and go to practice. I'm worried about the teacher."

"Well, the disciple will definitely not do something that insults the family style, just rest assured, Master."

Wang Sheng can only guarantee this. He really dare not say whether he will be so annoyed by Shi Qianzhang in the future that he can't help being violent when he meets him.

Immeasurable Tianzun, calm and calm.

These elixirs are used to restore one's own true essence, to speed up the absorption of the surrounding world's vitality, and to stimulate one's own potential, and also have a little effect on recovering from injuries.

Master gave it to him, and Wang Sheng didn't dare to refuse it, so he put away the elixir and went out of the courtyard with his new sword.

Standing with a sword in hand, Dao Yan Dao Sheng, this heart is free and transparent.

Sometimes the mountain wind blows,

Wang Sheng drew out his sword, and the blade chased the wind away. He unhurriedly unleashed the Big Dipper Sword Formation from the beginning to the end, carefully experiencing the many changes in the sword formation.

At the beginning of the sword formation practice, Wang Sheng tied a dummy to himself, and used the dummy as an 'enemy' to perform the Seven Star Sword Formation and ponder the profound meaning of the sword formation.

Now, he has already passed that stage, and this set of Seven Star Sword Formation is entering the room.

Although I dare not say that my attainments in this sword formation have caught up with my master, but it is indeed not too far away.

After a while, Wang Sheng put away his sword and stood, his figure standing on the rock by the side of the road, as if he was in harmony with the heaven and the earth.

Wisps of heaven and earth vitality gathered towards Wang Sheng, and then spun around Wang Sheng's body, slowly spinning away, washing his body.

In the forest not far away, Mu Wanxuan, who was sitting quietly under a tree, seemed to be able to feel Wang Sheng's presence. She was practicing with her eyes closed, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

In the main room, Qing Yanzi didn't know where he went, and he should also be looking for a place to practice.

In the mountain gate where not many people still patronize, the days are still so peaceful and leisurely.

It's just... Senior Sister's comprehension is indeed too astonishing.

On the third day after Wang Sheng gave her the jade flute, she was able to play some coherent and simple tunes; and six or seven days later, she was able to play some complete repertoires.

Half a month later, every time Mu Wanxuan played the jade flute, there was always strands of spiritual thoughts that made people feel peaceful, and it often made people feel something.

Then, Master Qing Yanzi had a new idea.

On the night of the first full moon after returning to the mountain, Qing Yanzi struggled with his two disciples again.

Ask Mu Wanxuan to change into a green antique skirt. The white waistband highlights her figure to the fullest. Her long hair is tied into a tassel hairpin, and two tulle headbands hang down in front of her shoulders.

When she played the jade flute under the moonlight, Wang Sheng, who was dressed in a green gauze Taoist robe, danced the ancient sword Wenyuan, and scattered sword shadows like stars...

However, next to him, a certain celestial boss was holding a mobile phone with a main camera function, squatting on the ground regardless of his image, constantly adjusting the angle of the video, and still talking plausibly.

"Yes, this angle is quite correct...

Xiaosheng, you are too focused on dancing your sword, make more eye contact with your senior sister.

Xiaoxuan smiled, hey right...not to make you laugh dryly, but to have a smile on the corner of your brow...that's right! "

Finally, after tossing and tossing until midnight, Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan sat on the edge of the kang tiredly, admiring the tens of seconds short video taken by Master.

Qing Yanzi whispered softly:

"The jade flute is darkly falling into the sleeves of thousands of layers, and the sword is gone. Who has heard of it? Whose jasper dyes the moonlight, but asks the meaning of the song here."

Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan looked at each other, both of them couldn't help laughing.

Qing Yanzi coughed, took the phone back calmly, and said: "Go to rest early, and I will process the video tomorrow for the teacher."

"Master," Wang Sheng couldn't help asking, "What are these videos for?"

Qing Yanzi said indifferently: "Post it in the circle of friends who are teachers. I am envious of those old Taoist priests who have no apprentices."

Wang Shengdao's heart swayed, and he couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead, while the senior sister leaned forward and backward laughing.

After returning to the mountain, his monastic life has just stabilized. At this time, Wang Sheng also just wants to practice quietly, striving to raise his own realm to the realm of womb formation within a year, and also feel what it means to live without food.

But Li Shiwu, the deputy head, came to their small courtyard with a sad face when they had just returned to the mountain for a month.

The grey-haired old man stood in front of the younger Qing Yanzi a little cautiously. Seeing that Qing Yanzi looked a little unhappy, he could only greet him as much as possible.

"Senior brother Qingyanzi, this time you must help the younger brother again..."

Qing Yanzi frowned and said, "There is another exchange meeting? My two disciples also want to practice, so we can't go out every day."

Li Shiwu said hastily: "How can there be such frequent exchange meetings, this time it will take half a day at most, if you can do it yourself, senior brother, maybe half a day won't be needed."

Qing Yanzi looked at Li Shiwu speechlessly, and the latter could only shake his head and smile wryly, bowing again and again.

"Sit in the room and talk slowly, what happened again?"

Li Shiwu heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a wry smile: "Hey, this matter is considered a private matter. It's in my hometown. I can't speak to my uncle and uncle for help, so I'm asking you, brother. You are the most reliable person among my peers."

Qing Yanzi's ears were a little soft, and he didn't refuse Li Shiwu's invitation.

Let's see how it goes, if it's a bit difficult, let Feiyu and Muyu go, if it's not difficult, just eat and drink, his master...

He is willing to delay his own practice to bear all these sufferings for his disciples.

...

More than ten minutes later, Li Shiwu walked briskly down the mountain. Before leaving, he did not forget to say hello to Wang Sheng who was practicing swords outside.

Just as Wang Sheng had some ominous premonition, Master's call followed.

"Xiaoxuan, Xiaosheng, come in."

After calling Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan closer, the master asked, "In your opinion, are there any ghosts in this world?"

Ghost, ghost?

Mu Wanxuan's little hand suddenly twitched, her lips were pursed, her face turned pale, her eyes showed a little fear, she raised her head to look at Master, and shrank directly behind Wang Sheng.

"I almost forgot, Xiaoxuan, you are most afraid of these things." Qing Yanzi seemed to suddenly remember something, patted his forehead, slightly dumbfounded, and sighed: "You go outside to practice for a while, and leave this matter to Xiaosheng Let's do it."

Senior sister, a cultivator in the Embryo Formation Realm, is afraid of ghosts?

Wang Sheng felt a little unbelievable, and waited for the senior sister to go out of the room before looking at the master with probing eyes.

Qing Yanzi calmly explained a few words: "Ah, when she was seven or eight years old, the teacher wanted to stimulate her to talk more, so she listened to the midnight ghost story radio station for a while, and then she left this Fear of ghosts."

This is about to skyrocket the desire to complain...

Wang Sheng asked: "Master, what was the effect at the beginning?"

"It didn't work, but it got worse. Your senior sister...cough, almost closed herself."

Wang Sheng: ...

Master and his elders can definitely handle this matter!