The First Sword of the Earth

"I don't know if Xiaoxuan and Xiaosheng have successfully reunited at this moment."

In Xiaoxianjie, next to Huaxian Pond, several Taoist priests took a stone table and drank and talked there.

There are a total of sixty-two figures in the pool, and several layers of formations have been arranged around them to isolate the sound and breath of the outside world, so that they can practice with peace of mind.

Qing Yanzi said so, and slowly put down the wine glass in his hand, with a bit of worry in his eyes.

The mother is worried when the son travels thousands of miles, and the master is worried when the apprentice goes far away.

The two disciples I love the most have already left the Immortal Forbidden Land at this time; but as the master, I am still mediocre here, doing nothing...

Daoist Qing Yanzi sighed for a while, and the pillars of the Daoist sect who were originally high-spirited seemed particularly desolate at this time.

On the side, Taoist Master Qinglong of Shushan Sword Sect, Master Yuanpu of Wudang Mountain, and Old Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, the three old masters just stroked their beards and chuckled, and didn't comment much on this matter.

Jingyun filled Qingyanzi with fairy wine, and said softly: "Non-language and non-language have their own luck. As a master, you can't tie your apprentice by your side for the rest of your life. In fact, you don't have to worry too much."

"I'm not worried about Xiaoxuan, I'm just worried about Xiaosheng more."

Qing Yanzi said slowly: "Xiao Sheng's temper is always a bit stubborn, and he is also very easy to ignore the front and back when his head is hot.

He has been away for so many years, I don't know whether his temper has improved, whether he is more stable than before, so I can only sigh and talk here.

The flow rate of time in this Immortal Forbidden Land has dropped by a hundred times, which is really uncomfortable. "

"Didn't Lord Luohan say that Feiyu has the luck of heaven," Elder Qinglong said indifferently, "Pindao has always thought that Feiyu is prudent in doing things, and he knows how to make decisions before taking action in everything. Now he is hundreds of years older than us. , it can’t be said that it’s more mature than us old bones.”

Qing Yanzi had a few black lines hanging on his forehead, and he couldn't help thinking of his apprentice with gray hair and a beard...

Jing Yun thought that he had seen through Qing Yanzi's thoughts, and smiled and pushed Qing Yanzi's arm beside him, "Brother, don't think about it, the so-called appearance comes from the heart, and the appearance comes from the heart, Feiyu is now In the Realm of Immortals, there is a long lifespan, and the appearance and mentality will definitely not change much."

"Junior Sister is right," Qing Yanzi breathed a sigh of relief, then continued drinking and sighing.

Several Taoist masters ignored him and began to chat about the recent cultivation world.

Dahuaguo has introduced a series of policies to further separate monks from ordinary citizens who practice universal exercises;

After all, the destructive power of monks at this time is far from what it used to be. Although there are various Taoism constraints, and most monks abide by the law, it cannot be ruled out that accidents will happen.

The separation of immortals and mortals has also entered the third stage. The gates of each mountain are closed all year round, and most people who seek immortals are turned away.

The universal practice is a great pioneering work, and the panacea has improved the medical system, but social productivity still cannot be left behind; on the basis of these, the Dahua government has always encouraged people to continue to create wealth and continue to create value for society.

The monks have also changed from the high-profile in the past few years to a very low-key one. Under the mediation of Qing Yanzi, a group of masters on the list, monks from all walks of life fully cooperated with the official actions to avoid all possible conflicts.

The Earth Cultivation Realm is like an incubator. In the future, a cultivator whose cultivation base has reached the Nascent Soul Realm will emerge from here. They will fly out of this place directly to practice in a wider world beyond the sky.

If the Earth Cultivation Realm is a pool of stagnant water, unable to get out, and the vitality will only decrease but not increase, then it will inevitably lead to a great disaster...

This is the significance of Wang Sheng's hard work outside the country for these years.

Therefore, every time the Taoist masters mentioned the word 'non-language', they couldn't stop their compliments; while Qing Yanzi cared about his apprentice purely from the perspective of a master, worrying that Wang Sheng would not have enough to eat and wear clothes. It's not warm, and the pure Yang body was ruined by some wicked female monks...

Cough, in the end, the possibility of this is low, low.

"Should we go out in the future?" Daoist Qinglong asked suddenly, and the several Daoist masters also fell silent.

Qing Yanzi said with a smile: "I can't leave my body in a short time, and I still have to continue to be a lubricant for the world of cultivation and the world of ordinary people."

"Poverty Tao doesn't plan to leave either," said Yuan Pu Zhenren, "there must be a few people in charge of the family who stay behind, and let us disciples and grandchildren break into the world outside."

"Isn't it embarrassing?" The old master said with a smile, "Our disciples and grandchildren will surpass us in the blink of an eye."

"Cultivation is cultivation, seniority is seniority!" Master Yuan Pu slapped the table, "How dare they disrespect the teacher?"

Several old Taoists looked at each other and smiled, but they all wanted to stay on Earth.

On the contrary, Qing Yanzi quickly lost his mind again.

He has been counting the days, just these few days, the first apprentice is about to step out of the Immortal Forbidden Land to meet the second apprentice, but at this moment he is quite concerned about this matter.

Qing Yanzi laughed suddenly, "Junior Sister, tell me, this time Xiao Xuan went out to find Xiao Sheng, next time they come back...will they bring a cub?"

"This..." Jingyun groaned softly for a while, not knowing how to answer.

Qing Yanzi began to think seriously, "If they really brought a little disciple back, what should they name it?

Cloud language?

No, I can't be in the language class. "

Daoist Jingyun couldn't help raising his hand to his forehead, his eyes were full of tenderness and helplessness.

...

Vaguely, Wang Sheng seemed to have had a dream, dreaming that he was with his senior sister on the roof of the villa in the mountain, kissing me and me is indescribable.

Originally, this should be a dream with the warmth of spring.

But just when the belts of the two were getting wider, the Spiritless Sword suddenly flew over from the side and cut between the two of them, immediately turning the dream into a cold nightmare.

Then suddenly appeared the elder sister with a sad face, wearing a red dress standing on the edge of the cliff, said wistfully, "I'm going with Taoist Qing Lin", and jumped off the edge of the cliff.

Subconsciously, Wang Sheng stretched out his hand to grab it, and the whole person jumped out of the trance...

dreaming?

Of course it was a dream, the eldest sister has become a fairy, how could something happen when she jumped off a cliff!

Do you want to hide the matter of Daoist Qinglin from my elder sister for life and death?

This is too unfair to the eldest sister.

Wang Sheng struggled for a while, and finally he had a moment to stop thinking about his senior sister.

It has been ten years since I forcibly entered the samadhi, and my senior sister doesn't know when she will arrive. It should take three to five years at the earliest, and it may take another ten years if it is slower.

Regarding the matter of Xilian, we should discuss it carefully after the senior sister comes, maybe the senior sister can give different opinions.

Getting up, Wang Sheng walked back and forth inside the Buddha statue.

I wanted to use the sword to carve an eye-catching title, such as "Warmly welcome classmate Mu Wanxuan to step out of the ivory tower", but I also felt that this place is considered a public place for the earth cultivation world, and it is somewhat uncivilized to do such a thing.

Just wait honestly.

When I see my senior sister, I must show enough enthusiasm and longing, no matter whether my senior sister agrees or not, I will go up and give her a hug first!

Wang Daochang nodded solemnly, and then continued to think about the steps after hugging the senior sister.

It must be an intimate interaction with the senior sister. After all, the two have established a relationship. The senior sister is still majoring in the Yin-Yang Dao. If he, a lonely yang, can get a ray of soft yin comfort, it must be the rain after a long drought , dry firewood throwing strong...

Cough, we still have to restrain ourselves.

I don't know how much senior sister knows about men and women.

If it has grown to a normal level, then Wang Sheng will definitely start to attack the city...

In fact, Wang Sheng also knew that he didn't have a strong desire to possess his senior sister, but wanted to protect her and guard her more;

Being able to find someone to stay with and get to know each other is actually very precious to Wang Sheng who has experienced several relationships in his previous life.

Of course, if you can also be very harmonious in things like yin and yang mutual assistance, that would be icing on the cake, and it couldn't be better.

Rubbing his big hands together, Wang Sheng paced around out of thin air, but at this moment he really wanted to fly in and wait for his senior sister.

But soon, he decided to let himself settle down first.

Take such a moment as an experience for your Dao heart!

Wang Sheng found a conspicuous place to sit cross-legged again, and invoked the meditation spell, trying to calm his restless state of mind.

If one spell cast fails, then cast spells twice, cast spells three times...

I have never felt that time is going so slowly in the blood mine!

Wang Daochang became cruel, and regarded the meditation mantra as "counting sheep before going to bed", recited it sixteen times silently in his heart, and then... yawned, tilted his head, and fell asleep while sitting there.

How can the great sword repairer in the later stage of the true immortal be called falling asleep when he closes his eyes and snores? This is obviously practicing in a dream!

I don't know how long it took, maybe half a day, or maybe three or four years later, Wang Sheng sat there quietly adjusting his breath. He was indeed enlightening, but part of his consciousness was also falling asleep.

In a daze, Wang Sheng suddenly felt a cold little hand gently slide over his face.

He opened his eyes alertly, but all he could see was soft light.

The person who was thinking day and night was kneeling and sitting in front of him, his blue hair was like a waterfall, his beautiful eyes were looking forward, his face was cold and beautiful like otherworldly fireworks, but at this moment he was gently pursing his lips, and there were stars shining in his eye sockets... …

"Ah, I'm dreaming again."

Wang Sheng murmured, but kept staring at the figure in front of him.

Even if it is in a dream, it is good to see.

He bent forward slightly, staring quietly at the person in his dream in a daze, his eyes showed a bit of fatigue, a bit of burnout, and also a bit of bitterness and a touch of helplessness.

In fact, after so many years outside, the most difficult thing is this kind of thinking and thinking.

I want to go back to see my senior sister, but it takes more than a hundred years to go back and forth. During this hundred years, I can improve my strength a lot, and I can better protect my senior sister... Wang Sheng didn't know when he fell into this entanglement.

He opened his mouth and sighed, and raised his hand to touch the cheek of the person in front of him, but he was afraid that his palm would pass through the phantom and make the dream end too soon.

But what caught Wang Sheng off guard was that the man in front of him suddenly raised his hand and pressed his outstretched palm onto that unpretentious face!

The delicate, smooth and appropriate touch made Wang Sheng's heart tremble slightly...

He had already forgotten this feeling in the blood mine...

long forgotten...

"Master, Senior Sister? Is that you?"

"Um."

Mu Wanxuan bit her lower lip lightly, but she couldn't control herself anymore, she leaned forward, and hugged the exhausted man in front of her.

I want to ask how he has lived these years, and how much he has been wronged and suffered.

But among the tens of thousands of words, only the "junior brother" is left...

On the side, the four of them had their hands behind their backs, and Qi Qi showed a similar 'aunt and uncle' smile; the Wuling sword also hung quietly at the side, not disturbing the brief moment of the two of them.

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