The First Sword of the Earth

The Taoists and priests of the Taoist sect were fighting and killing outside, and the younger generation in their car was now on their way home slowly.

At this time, the speed of recovery of mana is not fast, Wang Sheng is now mainly Nascent Soul's spiritless', and he has consumed too much mind, so that he is now interested in participating in the battle, but he is unable to fly to the sky.

Master and all the seniors also asked him to return to China to wait for the news. All the masters of Taoism are out, so it doesn't matter if Wang Sheng joins the war or not.

Wang Xiaomiao was meditating next to her. After being scolded by her brother, she now fully realized the restriction of too low cultivation. ——I can't refute it after being taught by my brother.

Shi Qianzhang came over with his mobile phone, and smiled at Wang Sheng, "Brother Sheng, look at the news headlines on these foreign websites, one is more interesting than the other."

"Huh?" Wang Sheng cheered up and looked at the stickers on the virtual screen.

[must see! Dahuaguo monks are madly retaliating against the evil forces of the dark camp, and have swept dozens of cities! 】

【Shock! The executor of the Heavenly Tribulation resisted the offensive of the dark camp for several hours, and the Dahua Kingdom's monastic circle fell into rage! 】

【crazy! These cultivators from the Great Hua Kingdom will slaughter all our practitioners! 】

Shi Qianzhang said with a smile: "It feels like those unscrupulous marketing accounts in our Dahua country more than ten years ago. There is only one title, and the content below is empty and weak."

"Well," Wang Sheng nodded, leaned back on the seat, and asked a little tiredly: "Has the casualty statistics for this hijacking incident been calculated?"

"Uh, it's out," Shi Qianzhang swiped his fingers on the screen a few times to bring up a simple form, "This was announced by the investigation team half an hour ago, and the data should be accurate."

Wang Sheng watched carefully, and couldn't restrain his anger towards those evil cultivators.

In this incident, more than 2,000 people were killed or injured in the Great Hua Country, and most of them were brutally slaughtered by practitioners from the dark camp when they were hijacked.

More than 14,000 ordinary people were killed or injured abroad, which is the number of people who were killed indiscriminately when the dark camp took full-scale action...

"Amitabha, these evil cultivators are lawless and intolerable." Monk Huai Jing recited the Buddha's mantra, and then he said in a low voice, "Feiyu, please give your advice to the seniors of the Taoist sect."

"What?"

"The little underworld is still empty,

It is said that the eighteenth level of hell has also been restored," Huai Jing gritted his teeth and cursed, "the souls of those who committed the most heinous crimes were arrested and thrown into the eighteenth level of hell, fried in a frying pan, and hung on an iron tree and iceberg. hang!

Just killing them like this is too cheap for them! "

Liu Yunzhi also said from the side: "I think this proposal is good. Since there are eighteen levels of hell in the underworld, how can we not use it?"

Wang Xiaomiao, who was practicing, opened her eyes and raised her small hand, "Second."

"When letting their souls be tortured, we can also broadcast a live broadcast to the outside world," Shi Qianzhang said calmly, "In this world, as long as the vitality is circulating, the power of overseas practice will eventually resurface.

We just want to let them know who can mess with you and who can't mess with you, and you will have to pay the price! "

Dai'er asked in a low voice, "Will it be too cruel?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the phone began to vibrate. Dai'er frowned, smiled apologetically at the few people, and walked to the front of the caravan to connect to the communication.

Wang Daochang looked at the 'teammates' who were filled with righteous indignation, and said: "The group of evil cultivators who directly participated in the operation have been wiped out, but it is too late to say this.

Moreover, the small underworld is not owned by the Taoist sect, it was left by the heavenly court, and the immortals of the underworld have no direct contact with us..."

"Brother Sheng, who doesn't know that you have a deep friendship with the immortals of the underworld?" Shi Qianzhang winked for a while, "Once you open your mouth, it will definitely happen!"

Wang Sheng rubbed his chin and pondered a few times, and said, "I'll talk to Master first, and then I'll ask Sect Master Shen."

A few people suddenly regained their spirits, gathered next to Wang Sheng, and 'surveilled' Wang Sheng to make two phone calls.

Wang Sheng expressed the opinions raised by Xia Huaijing to the master, and Qing Yanzi repeatedly lamented that the young people still had ideas, so he asked Wang Sheng to wait a moment, and he went to the group to ask the opinions of the Taoist seniors.

Within two minutes, Wang Sheng received a reply from his master.

Do it!

It is not difficult for the priests to be cautious.

Moreover, Wang Sheng and the others made a mistake in the logical relationship. According to the rules of the underworld, those who have committed the most heinous crimes will be wiped out in ashes and cannot be reborn forever.

But now the reincarnation stone in the small underworld has been shattered due to some force majeure, and the soul that was captured...

Can only be punished, not reincarnated.

Then, the task of contacting Diyinzong was assigned by Qing Yanzi to the second apprentice who was on the way back to China at this time.

According to Qing Yanzi: "Even if you don't let your sword spirit show up, your words will be more effective to the immortals of the underworld than the sum of all the Taoists."

Wang Sheng is also a little powerless to complain about this, he and his senior sister are really innocent...

Soon, Daoist Wang got in touch with Di Yinzong. After waiting for more than ten minutes this time, they gave a positive answer, and things changed a little.

Shen Suian, the patriarch of the Diyin Sect, set up a group chat, and brought in heavyweights such as Lao Tianshi, Qing Yanzi, Chi Ling, and Wang Sheng, a 'lightweight' master.

Soon, busts of bigwigs were projected in front of Wang Sheng, and a brief meeting was held.

Chi Ling was only here to witness on behalf of the government, and she didn't need her approval for this matter.

Shen Suian got straight to the point and said: "Our Yinzong is very supportive of this matter, and the immortals of the underworld have also expressed their views.

The original words of the immortals of the underworld are: "Just send as many evil spirits as you want, and the eighteen levels of hell can accommodate them." '

But there is a difficulty in doing this, as there are no judges or Lord Yan in the Underworld, so it is impossible to determine the type and time of punishment for the souls of these wicked people.

The rules of heaven are strict, and the immortals of the underworld perform their own duties and cannot exceed their own powers and duties, so someone else is needed to convict the souls of these wicked people. "

The old celestial master frowned and said, "We have not become immortals yet, who can be the judge?"

"The reincarnation of an immortal," Shen Suian gave the answer directly, "Fairy Huaqing is a deity in the heavenly court. She even cultivated the longevity fruit back then, and she is in the fairy book of the heavenly court. Can she act as a judge temporarily?"

Wang Sheng stared, and couldn't help asking: "Let my senior sister be a judge?"

Several Taoist masters and a few young monks in the caravan couldn't help but see a picture in front of them:

Sitting in the hall of Yan Luo, senior sister, with a small face, holding a judge's pen, with a swipe of her little hand, a group of blond ghosts shouting wrong...

"It stands to reason that only Fairy Huaqing is qualified to intervene in the affairs of the underworld," Shen Suian looked at Wang Sheng and said with a smile, "After all, that lord is recuperating now, we'd better not disturb her.

And it only needs Fairy Huaqing to move her fingers, the rules of the underworld are the rules of the underworld, we can also have a judge's assistant, a judge's secretary or something.

Can the secretary do it if there is something to do? Right, hey, Secretary Wang? "

Wang Sheng: ...

Shi Qianzhang shrugged and suppressed a smile, not knowing what to think of.

"The matter of condemnation, why not leave it to my two disciples," Qing Yanzi said, "Let's play a cameo role as ghost messengers of the underworld, and keep the souls of these evil cultivators and imprison them.

The purpose of this matter is also to warn foreign forces, so that they will be more peaceful in the future, but it is not just for revenge. "

"The underworld has many interrogation methods," Shen Suian said, "It's just that you should not catch the soul by mistake. You must have sins in your body before you can be thrown into the 18th floor of hell..."

The suzerain of the Diyin sect discussed with several Taoists for a while, and the matter was settled in this way.

Senior Sister likes to mention the position of "Acting Judge", Taoist Wang incarnates as "Assistant Judge". After the Taoist priests return to China, they will go to the Diyin Sect and enter the Xiaodifu together, convict the evil cultivators captured one by one, and throw them into the 18th floor of hell Among them... making a small movie.

When the video conference ended, Shi Qianzhang looked at Monk Huai Jing with a half-smile.

"Master."

"What advice does the fairy have?"

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva once made a great wish, vowing not to become a Buddha if the underworld is not empty; why do you take the initiative to send people into the underworld?"

Monk Huai Jing shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "My little monk is following the way of Arhat, and I don't have such a big wish."

"Brother," Wang Xiaomiao held Wang Sheng's arm beside him, "Master Assistant still lacks a little assistant..."

Wang Sheng found a random reason: "Your cultivation base is too low to enter the small underworld."

"Okay, but when I came here, it was the elder sister who protected me with her magic power, so that I wouldn't be hurt by the evil energy of the little underworld," Wang Xiaomiao felt aggrieved, but she didn't cause her brother too much trouble.

Thus, on the land from the Mediterranean Sea to the Arctic Ocean, hundreds of priests began to change their fighting methods after sweeping across most of the area.

From a direct shot to kill, it became a murder to arrest the soul.

Wang Sheng and the others stayed in the RV for half a day, and then took a transport plane for another two hours, before returning to the No. 28 base of the combat readiness team in the northwest of Dahua.

Here, some of the 'hostages' who were not arranged to be sent away, as well as the members of the combat readiness team stationed here, gave Wang Sheng a heroic welcome ceremony.

The scene was very chaotic at that time. Taking advantage of Wang Sheng's weakness at this time, a group of young girls, with and without cultivation, rushed forward.

Bouquets of flowers directly buried Wang Sheng alive, and the hugs made Wang Sheng a little unprepared, and the mixed smell of perfume made Wang Daozhang a little dizzy;

I don't know which girl moved her mouth first, there were two shallow lip marks on Wang Daochang's face, and then another girl screamed, saying, "It's a loss if you don't kiss me", and started to attack Wang Daochang frantically.

Wang Sheng was autistic on the spot, and he was afraid of hurting others so he couldn't break free, so he could only drift with the flow amidst these warm welcomes...

Fortunately, this group of girls can't tear off the Immortal War Clothes and Immortal Flow Robes.

In the corner next to it, a few neglected monks watched this scene silently.

Monk Huai Jing recited a Buddhist mantra, and Liu Yunzhi took out a lemon from the magic vessel, peeled the skin, and sucked it gracefully.

"Huh? Where's Del?"

Shi Qian looked around, and Liu Yunzhi lifted his chin towards the surging crowd ahead.

Shi Qianzhang couldn't help putting his hand on his forehead. Liu Yunzhi touched a lemon and handed it to Shi Qianzhang. After the latter took it, he silently took a bite of the lemon peel.

"Don't take pictures," Wang Xiaomiao reminded from the side, "Let the senior sister see it, it's not good to make her angry."

Monk Huai Jing sighed with emotion, "You have a sister like this", and couldn't help but stretched out a sinful hand to Liu Yunzhi... and snatched half a lemon back.