The First Sword of the Earth

The thunder light gradually subsided, and the scorched black body lying in the thunder pool slowly trembled a few times, a layer of black skin burst open and slowly fell off...

The Spiritless Sword slowly flew over from the side, Yao Yun stood on the tip of the sword, frowned and stared at the black human-shaped coke, and groaned slightly.

"cough!"

'Coke' opened its mouth and sprayed out a mouthful of black powder, and then panted heavily.

As his body began to tremble, that layer of black skin quickly disintegrated, revealing a layer of shiny new skin, and Wang Sheng's face looked a little more handsome.

Illusion, illusion.

Wang Daochang sat up, subconsciously glanced at his completely carbonized trousers, skillfully took out a pair of camouflage trousers from the pendant wrapped around his fingers, and put them on as if no one else was there.

What is there to be shy about with my sword spirit, let alone the secrets of my skin, she has already seen all the secrets in my heart!

"continue?"

Yaoyun asked a question leisurely, Wang Daochang shook his head for a while.

"It's too late, let me take it easy," Wang Sheng exhaled slowly, and then asked, "Is my senior sister awake yet?"

Yao Yun smiled lightly and said: "Well, you have stayed in Mengxiantai for more than a year, and your senior sister has only stayed for four months now, I am afraid it is still early to wake up."

"Four months..."

Wang Sheng looked down at his palm, squeezed it lightly, and there were strands of lightning left all over his arm.

"How does my current Dao body compare to the monks in the Tribulation Period?"

"This is meaningless." Yao Yun thought for a while, and could only say: "Your current Taoist body has almost been tempered into a magic weapon to resist thunder... What I am curious about now is, when you step into the tribulation When facing the catastrophe in the future, how much threat can the catastrophe of becoming an immortal pose to him?"

Wang Sheng smiled slightly, this is what he wanted.

Wang Sheng didn't know about the division of Heavenly Tribulation's ranks, and he didn't dare to delve into it, for he was afraid that he would attract Tianwei a second time as soon as he started to think about it.

According to the rules of the Thunder Punishment Palace, at this time, he was already able to resist the thunder disaster that punished the heavenly soldiers from the Flying Immortal Realm. ——It is punishment, not killing.

The overall strength of the body,

Should be comparable to physical practitioners of the same realm;

In terms of 'resistance to lightning calamity', it is more prominent. Facing the monks who major in lightning techniques, Wang Sheng also has the confidence to fight.

Although the tyrannical physical body can't increase the power of Ziwei Tianjian much, it can make Wang Sheng unscrupulous in close combat with opponents.

At this time, he is a monk in the middle stage of the Embodied Realm, and the slow transformation is happening all the time. The Nascent Soul, which has begun to have the first ray of fairy light, is further merging with the Tao body, and the strength of the Tao body is still possible to increase.

Wang Sheng thought about it for a while, then raised his head and said, "I'll go back to Senior Sister to retreat first, I promised Senior Sister to wait for her outside, I can't break my promise."

"Hmph," Yao Yun snorted softly, but didn't say much, and flew to the side to stop the Thunder Tribulation Hall's formation.

Before returning to Mengxiantai, Yao Yun took him to the real treasure house of Little Immortal Realm, 'Jingdan Pavilion'.

In today's world of Taoism on Earth, the Institute of Taoism provides more than ten million pills of various types every year, but most of these pills are of ordinary grade and have limited utility.

Although Yaoshen Valley occasionally produces a few treasures of elixir, the output is very low, and most of them are used for healing.

In the "Jingdan Pavilion" in the Little Immortal World, all the internal elixirs are "immortal products", which are divided into four categories: healing, improving cultivation, restoring immortal power, and strengthening oneself in battle, as well as hundreds of small ones with various functions. kind.

There are three benefits that a monk can directly obtain after entering the Moon Palace and the Little Immortal Realm.

One is the practice of cultivating Taoism, the other is the elixir of the 'Jingdan Pavilion', and the third is the Dream Immortal Terrace, which has been dreamed for hundreds of years.

If you have filial piety, you can go to the fairy palaces where the ancestors of various families lived, offer incense sticks, and pay homage;

If you are like Wang Sheng and have the special need of 'being struck by lightning', you can also go to the Thunder Tribulation Hall, and you will definitely feel refreshed after visiting.

Of course, if a monk reaches the Flying Immortal Realm and becomes a real immortal, he can enter more treasures in the Little Immortal Realm.

For example, the 'Flying Immortal Pavilion' that can enhance the new immortal's understanding of his own way, the 'Battle Immortal Palace' where you can directly receive the body protection fairy treasure, and so on.

These are part of the "resources" left by Tianting back then, and also a small part of Tianting's heritage.

Flying to the 'Jingdan Pavilion', Wang Sheng looked up at the huge wooden pavilion like a mountain, and couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"It's full of pills?"

"The elixir in my Qiankun Ring is much higher grade than the elixir here," Yao Yun said lightly, "It's just that your cultivation level is too low now, so you can't take it out."

"Well," Wang Sheng smiled lightly, putting the Spiritless Sword back into its sheath, Yao Yun stood on his shoulder, and walked towards the entrance like a gate of a big city ahead.

Wang Sheng asked, "Are there any rules for taking pills here?"

Yao Yun introduced softly: "On weekdays, the heavenly soldiers have a fixed share every year according to their rank; if they are injured, their own immortals will send them pills; if they want to find pills to improve their cultivation, they can come here to receive them with their military achievements."

"It's quite humane," Wang Sheng laughed, and then frowned, "I'm not a heavenly soldier, how can I get this?"

Yaoyun smiled without saying a word.

Wang Sheng walked through hundreds of steps, and when he reached the front of the main hall, auras of aura appeared around him, condensing into the figure of an old woman, leaning on crutches and knelt down slowly, and said in an ancient tune:

"Welcome Your Highness."

Yao Yun nodded slowly, and said to Wang Sheng: "Because the spirit of Jingdan Pavilion is in charge of countless pills here, it is stronger than other temple spirits, and its spiritual wisdom is also more perfect."

Wang Sheng suddenly smiled and narrowed his eyes.

Finally, there is a 'department' where the princesses of the Heavenly Court can enjoy privileges.

"Get up, I have now turned into a sword spirit, and this person is my sword master," Yao Yun said, "If he is there, I am here, and I will do whatever is cheap."

"The old slave understands," the old woman said slowly, then got up and knelt down to Wang Sheng again.

Daoist Wang was not a man of coddling, so he accepted the gift calmly and said: "Get up, I don't have the airs of Your Royal Highness."

The old woman stood up leaning on her cane, showing a gentle smile to Wang Sheng, and then hesitated, not knowing how to address Wang Sheng.

Calling "Shangxian"? This young monk is obviously just out of the womb, and his bone age is only in his forties.

Shout 'General'? It is obviously not among the official positions in the heavenly court.

You can't call 'Master Consort', can you?

Soon, the old woman said slowly: "Master Sword Master, you can use the elixir here as you like; however, many elixir are extremely effective, and most of them can only be used after flying to the fairyland..."

Although the old woman said it euphemistically, the meaning is already obvious.

‘You can’t eat the elixir indiscriminately here, it’s easy to burst your small body. '

Wang Sheng coughed twice, and Yao Yun returned to the Wuling Sword by himself, allowing Wang Sheng to communicate directly with the 'Ge Ling' here.

The old woman bowed to invite, Wang Sheng stepped forward, the hall in front of him exuded dense fairy light, bursts of fairy music kept flowing, rows of huge wooden frames more than 100 meters high were neatly placed everywhere, There are small and exquisite medicine tripods on the wooden frame.

These medicine cauldrons should be immortal treasures specially stored for pills.

Daoist Wang already knew that he was ignorant, but only after looking at these endless reserves of elixir did he realize that he...

I really don't know much.

"Master Sword Master, what kind of medicine do you need?" the old woman asked gently.

"I want to ask for some pills that can heal injuries and quickly restore mana, and find a few pills with special effects."

"The approximate number of the first two categories?"

Wang Sheng thought for a while and said, "Give me as much medicine as possible for healing and recovery."

The old woman of Ge Ling nodded with a smile, and with a light move, two medicine cauldrons were opened not far away, and crystal clear elixir flew out one after another; two porcelain bottles, one gold and one silver, flew over from the side, and poured these elixirs into each other. into it.

Wang Sheng watched from the sidelines, there were 300 pills for healing and 300 pills for restoring mana, and he just got 600 pills produced by Heavenly Court...

"Master Sword Master, are these enough?"

"It should be enough," Wang Sheng replied with a serious face, "There are too many powerful enemies to fight fiercely on weekdays, so come here to get it when you run out."

The old woman suddenly looked worried, but she didn't ask any more questions, she just abided by her duties.

Such temple spirits and pavilion spirits are actually equivalent to librarians, who have no fighting power and are only responsible for taking care of their own one-acre three-point land.

"Master Sword Master, what are the other special medicines?"

Wang Sheng thought for a while and asked: "I have a close friend, she is pure and kind, and she was born as a demon fox.

Thousands of years ago, she followed the masters of the two ways of immortals and Buddhas to practice, and she also cultivated a whole body of mana, but later because of some emotional problems, she fell into a demon and was suppressed thousands of years ago.

She has never killed innocent people indiscriminately, nor has she committed any crimes... I want to ask for some elixir for her, it would be great if it can purify her magic roots. "

The old woman thought carefully for a while, then nodded lightly, "Master Sword Master, please wait a moment, this old slave will go and search for it.

It's really not easy to find the elixir to purify the devil's root here. After all, according to the rules of the heavenly court, most of the heavenly soldiers and generals just wiped out such fallen monks on the spot...

However, quite a few immortals had concocted many weird pills and threw them into the Jingdan Pavilion. Maybe some of the pills in them had the effect of purifying the demonic nature of the devil root.

May I take the liberty to ask, what is the cultivation level of that close friend of Lord Sword Master? "

"Originally, I have passed through the catastrophe, which is regarded as crossing the fairyland; now, because of the suppression of the demonic roots, if I don't fall into the devil, I can only exert the strength of roughly crossing the tribulation."

"Old slave understands, sword master, please wait here for a while, and old slave will search for it."

After saying that, the old lady of Ge Ling brought a futon and a short table, Wang Sheng thanked her, and sat down straight away.

The old woman turned into wisps of fairy light and disappeared, but her voice sounded again soon.

"Master Sword Master, do you need other medicines that are more partial?"

"Yes," Wang Sheng thought for a while, and casually said a long list, "I still need a pill that can strengthen the foundation and cultivate the yang. The medicine should be as mild as possible, and that's all for now."

"Master Sword Master, wait a moment, the old woman will find it for you."

Wang Sheng smiled and nodded.

If even the elixir can't make up for Qianzhang's yang-deficit Taoist body, then he's gone...