The First Sword of the Earth

During the three months of chiseling the wall, Wang Sheng completed the assigned workload with no more and no less;

When the fairy rope began to slowly shrink upwards, a starlight flashed in Wang Sheng's eyes, and he immediately showed a sense of depression and helplessness.

Yaoyun has already gone to rest. Although she didn't need any spiritual power to control Wang Sheng's body, but it lasted for three months, which made her a little tired...

Her Royal Highness is not made of iron.

According to Wang Sheng and Yao Yun's calculations, it is expected that this situation will continue for a long time. These three months are just the beginning...

Jumping back to the edge of the cliff, Wang Sheng intentionally made his footsteps seem a bit vain; there were two immortal soldiers standing in front of him, Wang Sheng understood, and handed over the hammer and awl.

"Good job, go and wait."

A fairy soldier took a piece of spirit stone and handed it over, and smiled at Wang Sheng.

Another immortal soldier snorted coldly, grabbed the hammer and awl, and cursed: "What are you doing so stupidly? Are you looking for death?"

Wang Sheng glanced at the immortal soldier who spoke badly, but he didn't show any expression. He walked between the two and stood aside waiting for the cage friends to gather.

The fourteen cage friends who started working with Wang Sheng climbed up one after another, handed over tools and received spirit stones one by one, and went to stand beside Wang Sheng.

But the last female cultivator who came up to cross the fairyland was stopped by the unkind-looking fairy soldier.

The female cultivator lowered her head, handed over the hammer and awl, and took the spirit stone. Just as she was about to walk away, the immortal soldier who had been a little irritable as if he had come to her uncle suddenly attacked her.

This fairy soldier is a late-stage cultivation of Feixianjing, and he just shot at will. How can this female cultivator resist?

Before she even had time to react, the blouse she was wearing outside the long skirt, together with the upper body of the long skirt, had been torn from it...

The fairy soldier had a playful smile, and his eyes moved up and down unscrupulously.

The female cultivator with a numb face was also furious at this moment, she covered her chest in a hurry, turned her head and glared at the immortal soldier;

The latter frowned, and suddenly raised his foot and kicked the female cultivator to the ground.

"You still dare to stare at me? Why, don't you want to kill me?"

The nun looked terrified,

Just shaking his head there with his arms around his clothes.

But the immortal soldier had already sneered, took out a long whip from behind, and swung it violently at the female cultivator, still cursing in his mouth:

"I think you are going to rebel!

Do you want to rely on your own beauty and join forces with other monks to plot schemes?

What an asshole! Today I have to let you bedbugs know how powerful it is! "

The female cultivator had no choice but to curl up, with scars on her body, but she gritted her teeth and didn't make a sound.

As a cultivator who crosses the fairyland, his Taoist heart is not too fragile, but at this moment, her face is full of humiliation, but she just bows her head and endures it.

To survive.

Wang Sheng frowned, and took half a step forward.

But as soon as he made a move, he felt his arm being pulled down, and immediately remembered that he was also in danger now.

Wang Sheng turned his head slightly, but saw that it was the female cultivator who tied the fairy rope for him three months ago. The latter shook her head indistinctly, with a hint of warning in her eyes.

"Hey, brother Lin, why are you so angry?"

Another immortal soldier, who was responsible for distributing immortal stones, stood up at this moment, grabbed his companion, and said:

"Let's take back her fairy stone this time as punishment.

If we really beat her to death, it would be difficult for us to account for the loss of someone, and we might be scolded a few times. "

The beating immortal soldier snorted coldly, and casually took back the spirit stone in the female cultivator's hand.

The female cultivator was sealed off, and was severely beaten by the immortals of Flying Wonderland. At this time, she was dying, and she lay there unable to move.

The immortal soldier who was interceding for her greeted her, and immediately two female cultivators walked up, one carried her on her back, and the other supported her.

Helping each other untie the fairy rope, under the escort of these two fairy soldiers, the fifteen people returned to the large wooden cage again.

"Hmph! Be honest with me!"

The beating immortal soldier did not forget to yell at the wooden cage before leaving. After the two immortal soldiers left, only a few of the other 'cage friends' went to the corner to check the female cultivator's injuries.

Not long after, the pleading immortal soldier came back and threw in a healing elixir, then shook his head and left with his hands behind his back.

Wang Sheng stared at the back of this fairy soldier from the corner, and he was quite moved in his heart.

This Tianfengmen, which secretly caught the monks to open the blood mine, was not all villains.

This great power is like a pot of chaotic porridge, with good and bad ingredients stewed in it; but the interests of the monks are tied together, and the difference is only the personal temper.

'what's on your mind? ’ Yao Yun asked from the bottom of her heart.

Wang Sheng replied from the bottom of his heart without hesitation: "Thinking about whether to destroy the Tianfengmen in the future, or use other methods to replace the Tianfengmen and give it to the earth's monastic community. '

Yao Yun was obviously a little speechless, silent for a few seconds, and replied: 'Let's escape first and then talk about this. '

Wang Sheng smiled lightly.

As a human being, if you don't even dare to think about it, what else can you do?

Wang Sheng stood up, walked to the side of the injured female cultivator, and put the fairy stone in his hand next to the female cultivator.

"Thank you..." The injured female cultivator looked up at Wang Sheng and held the fairy stone in her hands.

"Well," Wang Sheng didn't say much, and returned to his original position with the eyes of everyone in the cage.

Just as he was about to close his eyes and enlighten the Tao, the Flying Fairyland female cultivator who had had two brief exchanges with him turned around from the corner, walked towards this side with a natural expression, and sat down cross-legged beside him, spreading her skirt evenly. Swing, close your eyes and concentrate.

Her lips parted slightly, and a voice entered Wang Sheng's ears:

"This fellow Taoist, don't be impulsive, and the main thing here is to protect yourself."

Wang Sheng nodded calmly and did not reply.

The Flying Fairyland female cultivator seemed to come here just to persuade him, and then began to practice on her own.

Just as Wang Sheng was about to fall into samadhi, Yao Yun reminded him:

'This fairy hides her cultivation. '

'Um? '

'It seems to be a real fairyland, but the method of hiding the breath is very clever, and I am a little uncertain. '

'shrimp? '

Wang Daochang's heart also swayed slightly, and he couldn't help turning his head to look at the people beside him.

Sitting next to me is a real fairy 'cage friend'?

what's the situation?

The 'undercover' sent by other forces to make trouble?

Yao Yun reminded: 'She should be watching you too, maybe she is trying to win you over; let's wait and see what happens, the muddier the water is, the better it will be for us. '

"That's the only way to go," Wang Daochang sighed in his heart, and soon became enlightened, and didn't pay much attention to the person beside him.

Regardless of the situation of the suspected real fairy beside him, his own strength is the most important thing; if his strength is not enough, it is difficult to grasp the opportunity in his hands.

But what Wang Sheng didn't expect was that in the next year or so, this "suspected real fairy" female cultivator did not talk to him again.

On the contrary, every time when going down the cliff, the female cultivator would "enthusiastically" help and tie a fairy rope for Wang Sheng, but it was limited to this kind of communication.

Wang Sheng simply stopped paying attention to this person and concentrated on improving his strength.

When hanging on the cliff and chiseling the wall, let Yaoyun come out to control his body, and hide in the realm of Tianfu to comprehend the way of swordsmanship and delve into the power of stars;

Although the improvement of his own cultivation realm and sword dao realm is a bit slow, both of them are moving forward steadily.

After returning to the wooden cage to rest for a month, Wang Sheng focused on absorbing the immortal stone in his hand, so that he could quickly enhance his immortal power.

When going down the cliff for the fourth time, the female cultivator took the initiative to tie the fairy rope for Wang Sheng, but this time she said:

"Lan Huilin."

Wang Sheng blinked his eyes and realized that the female fairy should have given her name.

So, when he turned around and cupped his hands to thank him, he said without a trace:

"Wang Qiu."

It is estimated that neither party reported their real names.

Lan Huilin pursed her lips and chuckled, and quickly left with her head bowed; Wang Sheng also jumped off the cliff and landed in the labor area this time. Yao Yun took control of his fairy body by himself, and his soul returned to the Heavenly Mansion.

Wang Sheng thought about it for a while, then smiled and said, "This Lan Huilin...she hides her cultivation and digs a wall here, what exactly is she trying to do?" '

Yao Yun said: "It should be placed by other forces near the ancient battlefield. Her purpose, if you think about it carefully, is nothing more than to compete for this blood mine." '

'It makes sense, don't worry about her anymore,' Wang Sheng summoned the Four Great Sword Intents in Tianfu, and began to realize Taoism and practice.

After a long time, Wang Sheng asked again: 'Yao Yun, how long do you think we will be stuck here? '

Yao Yun said in a low voice: "According to your current practice speed, it will take at least a thousand years before you have the strength to try to escape." '

"It's been so long... Actually, it's not bad, just ten years have passed on the earth..."

Flicking his fingers on the Sword Intent of the Stars, Wang Sheng's originally slumped spirit was revived again, and he continued to ponder the Ziwei Heavenly Sword.

With the blessing of the power of the stars, this set of Dao Inheritance left by Emperor Ziwei seems to have too many mysterious changes. Wang Sheng wants to fully comprehend these, and it is definitely not something that can be achieved in a hundred years.

Even Wang Sheng had a vague premonition that it would be difficult for him to comprehend one out of ten of the true mysteries of the Ziwei Heavenly Sword and the power of the stars when he was out of trouble here.

Because there is no day and night change, after a long time, Wang Sheng also began to care less about the passage of time.

At least he has a lifespan of tens of thousands of years, which is only one year at home for a hundred years outside. No matter from which point of view, he can afford it.

Going up and down the cliff is just another place to practice;

Getting one fairy stone every four months is the only hope for other monks, but it is only dispensable for Wang Sheng.

It is worth mentioning that the female cultivator who was beaten later gave Wang Sheng a fairy stone and reported her Taoist name, and she would intentionally or unintentionally stay near Wang Sheng every time she rested.

Maybe it's because Daoist Wang feels more secure...

In such a repetitive, boring and restricted freedom of practice, Wang Sheng's Taoism gradually became more tenacious.

After two hundred years of chiseling the wall, Wang Sheng has grown a beard all over his face, but he has never had the time to take care of it.

He couldn't pull out his beards one by one.

In the past two hundred years, there are only four things that can touch his heartstrings:

Miss my sister;

cultivation base promotion;

Kendo has comprehended;

Lan Huilin had a total of thirty-four conversations.

Every time they talked, Lan Huilin and Wang Sheng became acquainted, and after decades of telling each other 'false names', Lan Huilin finally revealed some useful information to Wang Sheng.

"Fellow Taoist, keep the clouds open to see the moon, don't give up on yourself."

Wang Sheng nodded slowly, indicating that he had received her 'signal'.

Think about it, such a big brother of a real fairy, who doesn't cultivate well, hides his cultivation here as a hard worker, and even encourages him, a little shrimp who flies to the fairyland, what kind of spirit is this!

This... must be a conspiracy.

To be able to say one or two words full of deep meaning to myself, of course it can't be because he looks handsome, maybe it's because I have some use value.

Just when Wang Sheng thought that the days of digging walls and cultivating like this would really last for more than a thousand years, things changed a little.

It wasn't that the forces behind Lan Huilin started to act, nor was it that the Tianfengmen caused civil strife and killed the entire family, but that something was wrong with the blood mine itself.

That day, Wang Sheng was hanging on the cliff wall, and Yaoyun was chiseling the wall. He was practicing secretly, and suddenly heard a rumbling sound coming from the rock wall, and then the whole blood mine began to tremble violently.

There was a sudden scream in the distance, Wang Sheng looked down, and a few thousand meters away from him, an immature monk who was chiseling the wall was being wrapped in a cloud of blood, and flying out of the blood cloud The skull head screamed.

There were more and more screams one after another, Wang Sheng glanced over, and there was a bloody force pouring out from all over the inward-sloping cliff!

Many monks shouted in a hurry, wanting the immortal soldiers above to pull them up, but Wang Sheng's heart immediately filled with what Yao Yun detected:

There were also blood demon riots at several mine entrances above, and the immortal soldiers of Tianfengmen were already in chaos.

Just as he was thinking, a blood-colored cloud suddenly floated from the stone wall in front of him, and Wang Sheng immediately took over his fairy body.

The chest was full of light, and the spiritless sword was about to fly out, cutting off Wang Sheng's handcuffs and shackles, but Wang Sheng stopped in time, holding the hammer and awl, with a bit of thought in his eyes.

Yao Yun hurriedly asked: 'What's the matter? '

Wang Sheng stretched out his left hand and reached out to the mass of Blood Fiend that was gathering more and more and was about to spurt.

'This thing seems to be able to be purified into vitality with the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Intent. '

Yao Yun was a little puzzled, but Wang Sheng had already stretched his hand into the cloud of blood mist.

In the next moment, a gap opened in the blood-colored rock wall in front of him, and a thick bloody aura engulfed Wang Sheng directly...

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