The First Sword of the Earth

The sleeves are wide and wide to praise the breeze, neither human nor demon nor immortal.

This is the first time that Wang Sheng has maintained a 'casting spell' for such a long time. For seven to forty-nine days, he has maintained a state of mental tension.

The demon core and the primordial spirit blend together, and the primordial spirit completely controls the demon core, and then helps Taoist Qinglin to reshape his body...

No matter which item, it is a challenge for Wang Daochang, who is not very good at it except the way of swordsmanship.

But fortunately, everything is going well.

Forty-nine days later, Wang Sheng sat cross-legged in the void, couldn't help opening his mouth and yawned; Yao Yun also returned to the Qiankun ring to rest and continue to recover his spiritual power.

Long Aotian had also recovered, and he was sitting quietly in the distance to heal his wounds. His little apprentice Binglu was sitting beside his master, sneaking glances to this side from time to time, but he didn't dare to look too much.

Three meters in front of Wang Sheng, a slender figure stood there, surrounded by a little monster, with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was asleep.

After so many days of hard work, each of them seems to have created a demon spirit with each sword.

Or the demon spirit of Heavenly Wonderland.

Daoist Qinglin was originally a Daoist at the peak of the True Immortal Realm. After being refined into a war slave, he has been ignorant for a hundred thousand years. Now, once he is freed, the power of the primordial spirit is nourished by the demonic power of the demon core, and the barriers of the realm are quickly broken. A breakthrough was achieved when it came to fruition.

The demon power contained in this demon pill is far from being comparable to the immortal power of a human cultivator in the middle of the Celestial Immortal Realm.

Now that Qinglin has completely merged with the demon core, and with Long Aotian guiding him, he also has the method of 'demon cultivation', so he can continue to practice as a demon spirit in the future.

demon spirit...

Wang Sheng suddenly realized that it seemed that there was some kind of arrangement somewhere.

Daoist Qinglin seemed to be the head of the Shushan Mountain back then, and his eldest sister, Xilian, was a fox demon. For the sake of the reputation of Shushan, he refused the eldest sister's pursuit.

Now it is much more convenient for the eldest sister, after all, Daoist Qinglin is in the current state, and he has no position to talk about "human beings and monsters".

Qing Lin also sighed for a long time, and said with a wry smile: "What kind of a poor Taoist should be at this time? A demon? A demon?"

Wang Sheng couldn't answer for a while, but fortunately, he had prepared words of comfort early on, "It's a good thing to be able to live. Monsters and people are just creatures. As long as seniors abide by their hearts and follow the goodness in their hearts, they will rely on you in the future." Who would dare to make irresponsible remarks when cultivating demons and stepping into the immortal realm?"

However, Qing Lin sighed: "The old man is gone, and old friends are hard to find. Pindao is just like a lonely ghost at this time. Although the endless starry sky is vast, it is difficult to find a shelter and a place to rest his heart."

"My friends are gone, can't I make friends again?" Wang Sheng asked with a smile, "Senior, come with me, I will take the senior to meet the few people who have just come out of their hometown."

"Your words are quite similar to Santong," Qing Lin replied in a low voice, his eyes full of nostalgia.

Wang Sheng didn't bother Qinglin to recall the past, he tapped his feet, and floated in front of Long Aotian and Binglu in the void, took out a few bottles of medicine pills and a few top-grade spirit stones from his arms, and said, "You can take a moment." After that, he hid his whereabouts near here, healed his wounds and recovered his cultivation.

If I need to find you, I will call; if you find any threat approaching Fengmoxing, or if you have something urgent, you can also contact me in time. "

"Follow the master's decree!"

Long Aotian yelled loudly, fearing that Wang Sheng wouldn't be able to hear it normally; the star debris here has a faint vitality, and ordinary voice transmission is still possible.

The demon dragon buried his head and shouted again: "Master!

The old slave is serving his master now, and he is always the one who takes the lead and takes the lead, trying his best to solve his master's worries and problems.

Looking back on the past, the old slave wanted to hurt his master several times, and every time he thought of this, he always blamed himself and panicked.

I also ask the master to give the old slave a title. The word "Long Ao Tian" is just a joke of the old slave, and I don't want to remember it from now on! "

The corner of Wang Sheng's mouth twitched, and he said calmly: "Since your path of cultivation is to transform into a dragon, and your body has also been cultivated into a dragon shape at this time, then I will call you... Long Likong, how about it?"

"Thank you master for giving me the name! Thank you master for giving me the name!"

Long Aotian, no,

It should be Long Likong who was so excited that he shouted again and again.

This control key can also turn a big man full of vulgar words into a gentle man...

Wang Sheng shook his head secretly, turned around and made a gesture of invitation to Daoist Qinglin, and led Qinglin to fly towards Fengmoxing.

There are also many demon cultivators on the Thirteen Stars, but most of them live in secluded places on weekdays. There were only two demon masters in the Heavenly Wonderland, namely Tanlang and Longaotian from Tianfengmen.

But if a demon cultivator walks on the street, he won't be shouted to get rid of the demon.

——Everyone is a casual cultivator, and the monster race does not pose any real threat to the human race now.

Although Tianfeng was defeated and Xinghaimen became more and more stable at this time, Wang Sheng was still not careless. He and Qinglin hid their whereabouts, walked around the city for a long time, and carefully knocked on the gate of the house.

It seems that it will always be Master Huai Jing who opens the door. Wang Sheng once suspected that Huai Jing usually dozes off at the door when he is free.

"Senior, please."

Wang Sheng made a gesture of invitation, but Qing Lin shook his head and refused, saying: "You are my savior, there is no reason to replace the host with a guest."

Huai Jing frowned and looked at Qing Lin. At this time, Qing Lin was still unable to restrain his evil spirit, "This is..."

"Cough," Wang Sheng said with a smile on purpose, "Master, can you help me buy some food and wine? Today is a double blessing, let's celebrate."

To actually instruct Lord Luo Han to do odd jobs and run errands...

But Huai Jing seemed to have thought of something, looked Qing Lin up and down a few times, chanted the Buddha's name, and invited the two into the courtyard.

"Come in, Feiyu, what do you want to eat?"

Master Luo Han really agreed to the job casually.

"Get a few more sweets, my senior sister loves to eat... By the way, remember to buy a pine nut fish for my senior sister, and get some more jars of wine," Wang Sheng said with a smile, and Huai Jing made an 'Oh! 'The gesture, wearing a monk's robe, quickly floated away.

Qing Lin whispered: "Who is this mage? It doesn't seem very ordinary."

"Huaijing, the eminent monk of Tianlong Temple is also the best friend of the younger generation," Wang Sheng explained with a smile, and then closed the big formation in the courtyard, and the immortal power surged out, "Senior Sister! Daoist Feili! Come and see who is here !"

The senior sister appeared directly on the roof of the main house, and the other four people in the courtyard quickly rushed to the front yard.

Qing Lin glanced away, and also frowned. He should have discovered that these five people had not yet become immortals, and said in a low voice: "Why are they out now? There are many difficulties and dangers outside, even if there is no alien army to chase and intercept them, they should become immortals." Then step out of the Immortal Forbidden Gate."

"Senior doesn't know something, I will slowly understand it later..."

"Master!?"

Fei Lianzi suddenly yelled, and the round-faced Daoist with tears in his eyes flew forward and kowtowed, "Jianzong disciple Fei Lianzi, pay homage to Master Qinglin!"

At this moment, Qinglin has felt Fei Lianzi's sword sect mentality, and he is also full of emotion at this moment, thinking of the suffering of being trapped for more than 100,000 years, there are always many unspeakable things in his heart.

He hurried forward, wanting to reach out his hand to support Fei Lianzi, but his movement paused for a while, and finally he just put his hands up, and helped Fei Lianzi up.

"Please get up."

"This is the contemporary elder of Shushan Sword Sect, Taoist name Feilianzi," Wang Sheng introduced.

Fei Lian's cheeks were a little red, and he hurriedly said: "Master, just call me Xiao Lian."

Zhang Zikuang, who was running from behind, smiled, and just wanted to touch his phone to take a picture of this scene and tease Fei Lianzi later, but found that he was used to not bringing his phone with him.

Standing in the front yard, Wang Sheng introduced Taoist Qinglin one by one. Qinglin kept clasping his fists, and everyone saluted again and again.

"This is my senior sister and my Taoist companion. The Taoist name is silent... Both of us are the attendants of Elder Sister Xilian, and we were always taken care of by Elder Sister before."

Daoist Qinglin nodded with a smile, and sighed lightly with his hands behind his back, his eyes showing a bit of bewilderment and helplessness.

"Let's stop sticking around here, let's fix it," Zhang Zikuang greeted from the side, "Fantuan, what are you doing here, Hualong, hurry up and get some tea."

Fan Tuan joked: "I see... Is this the ancients from thousands of years ago?

He is so handsome, no wonder Senior Xilian never forgets him. "

Wang Daochang was afraid that Qing Lin Daochang's face would be embarrassing, so he coughed; Fan Tuan shrank his neck, and quickly slipped aside to prepare tea and snacks.

A group of people took Qing Lin into the main house, and sat around the round table for eating according to the excellent tradition of the earth repair world, regardless of priority.

Fei Lianzi seemed to have remembered something, hurried to the backyard, and soon brought out the nameless old sword who had been retreating to improve his quality.

When Qing Lin saw the saber of the ancestor Wen Quxing, he also respectfully called senior, saluted, and the corners of his eyes were a little bright...

The old sword spirit just nodded with a smile, and patted Qing Lin's arm.

When they took their seats, several people stared at Daoist Qinglin for a while, and the Daoist was sitting upright.

Wang Sheng took the initiative to find a topic, and first talked about the result of the First World War that Qinglin was quite concerned about. The Heavenly Court was defeated. How many of the seniors who followed Emperor Ziwei back then survived.

He also talked about the current situation in the field of cultivation, from the absence of spiritual energy for a thousand years, to the fact that cultivation has just recovered, and Qing Lin can only hear sighing...

Qing Lin was also full of emotions when he heard that because the aura was banned, the Dao inheritance of each family was almost cut off, but the members of the Jianzong sect inherited those "useless" Dao inheritance with mortal bodies from generation to generation.

"The Heavenly Court also had to do it back then, and the banning of spiritual energy was really an act of protecting the hometown."

Wang Sheng broke the topic, and asked about Qing Lin's experience in these years, but Qing Lin said that he was just drowsy, trapped in this Fa Banner for a long time, when the Yuanshen almost disappeared, Wang Sheng happened to catch up. come to the rescue.

Then everyone scolded Tianfengmen for a while, and Wang Sheng also took the opportunity to say that he had subdued Long Aotian and the source of the monster power of Daoist Qinglin at this time.

Qing Lin sighed: "Earlier, Poor Dao has been thinking about what to do in the future, but now he already understands.

The Earth Cultivation Realm is employing people, and there is only one unrestricted giant Buddha guarding the Immortal Forbidden Gate. Although it can avoid people's eyes and ears, it is not enough to deal with sudden changes.

It just so happens that Pindao has nothing to do and nowhere to go, so just be the gatekeeper. "

Fei Lianzi hurriedly said: "Master, why don't you go back to Shushan to recuperate for a while? Everyone will be very happy to see Master return."

"With the current situation of Pindao, how can I return to Mount Shu?" Qing Lin shook his head, but at this moment he showed a somewhat reassuring smile, "If he can do something for Mount Shu and cultivate the world for the land, Pindao will also feel more at ease in his heart.

I can't live up to Feiyu's painstaking efforts. "

The old sword spirit on the side smiled and said: "Qinglin has just passed through a catastrophe, and now he doesn't have any weapons at hand, so I'll stay by his side, so that we can take care of each other."

"this……"

Fei Lianzi was tangled for a while, his master had finally come back to life, and he wanted to visit the gate, and even followed him with his sword...

Wang Sheng said in a low voice: "Instructor Zhang, send a telegram to go back, and let the eldest sister come over directly."

"Hey, okay!"

Zhang Zikuang was about to leave for preparations immediately, but Wang Sheng said that there was no rush, and that they would discuss the content of the 'telegram' together when Master Huai Jing came back.

Qing Lin hesitated to speak, but seeing the expectation in Wang Sheng's eyes, he just sighed from the bottom of his heart and didn't say much.