The First Sword of the Earth

This is a space so green that it makes people flustered, and the rich spiritual power like water flows everywhere, but it doesn't make people feel half hindered.

This situation made Wang Sheng suddenly think of Yuandong.

Only in the Yuan Cave, did he see such pure and rich vitality, but the vitality here is even rarer, as it contains endless vitality.

Immortal consciousness was squeezed around his body and could not be extended, Wang Sheng could only use his eyes to observe the surrounding situation;

At this moment, he was dragged forward by the little wooden sword, not knowing what was waiting for him in front of him, but he simply felt that the little wooden sword would not harm him...

After all, this is his own sword.

After flying for a while, the surrounding green suddenly disappeared, and the flowing vitality also disappeared suddenly, as if bumped out of a lake, and rushed into a 'ball', and the forward figure was reversed again. Push hard to stop...

The sight suddenly widened, and the little wooden sword broke away from his fingers and shot forward, expressing excitement and happiness to Wang Sheng.

But Wang Sheng's attention at this time was all attracted by the situation tens of meters away.

As if to explain why things must be reversed, there is no aura of vitality in the central area of ​​this space. There is only a wooden coffin floating quietly, and a gray breath hovers around the wooden coffin.

That is dead air, which is the complete opposite of vitality.

A flag was hung behind the wooden coffin. The flag was light yellow, and it was filled with hazy mist, making it difficult for Wang Sheng to see what was painted on the flag.

This wooden coffin is more than three meters long. At first glance, it looks a bit crude... like a poorly crafted carpenter who just cut a few planks to make up such a coffin, with different widths and narrows everywhere.

But at the second glance, I felt that this wooden coffin was not trivial, and it was filled with some kind of extremely profound Dao rhyme, like a naturally formed coffin, without any sense of incongruity.

wooden coffin, banner;

Life, death...

There is also this kind of Taoist rhyme that becomes more profound and obscure as you get more experienced...

Wang Sheng suddenly realized in his heart that these are the dead air flowing from the coffin, as long as a strand of hair flies over, it can strengthen the body with the power of heavenly calamity in the late stage of the real fairyland, and obtain the original power of Emperor Wa. The powerful self was instantly crushed into powder!

Could it be...

Emperor Qinghua's coffin?

Wang Daochang tried to take a step forward, this time there was no obstacle in front of him, as if the thrust just now was to prevent him from bumping headfirst into the emperor buried in the wooden coffin.

Is this really the final destination of Emperor Qinghua?

The Wuling sword in his right hand was scattered like a fairy light, and Yao Yun had already appeared beside him, with a bit of sadness in his eyes, but he just stared at the wooden coffin without saying a word.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little dull.

Although Emperor Qinghua didn't have a deep friendship with Yaoyun, he was also the Emperor of the Four Imperials after all, and he was the top power in the Heavenly Court back then.

"Go and have a look," Wang Sheng said in a low voice, but just as he finished speaking, he saw a scene that gave him a headache.

The little wooden sword that flew away just now suddenly appeared above the wooden coffin, pointing at the wooden coffin, and spinning around.

It seemed to be talking to someone, the wooden coffin shone with a slight emerald green brilliance, suppressing all the dead energy back into the coffin;

Just as the little wooden sword stopped spinning, it adjusted its lower body position again, and poked lightly at the flag with the tip of the sword...

Suddenly, there was a burst of silver bell-like laughter from the wooden coffin!

The laughter was crisp and moving, but against the backdrop of this environment, Wang Sheng's scalp tingled for a while.

It's a pity that the senior sister is practicing in the upper palace, if she sees this scene, maybe she can take the initiative to shrink into her arms...

Yao Yun couldn't help rolling his eyes beside him, this His Highness actually rarely does such indecent behavior, but at this moment he really couldn't help it.

In this situation, in this place, the first thing this guy thinks of is to take the opportunity to make out with his senior sister!

Poisoned by the name of Senior Sister, it is hopeless!

The small wooden sword uttered a slight sword cry, and the flag swayed slightly. The two treasures seemed to be communicating with each other.

comminicate?

Wang Sheng suddenly thought of something, and asked in a low voice: "Yao Yun, have you heard that there are five flags that are innate treasures?"

"Naturally, the name of the Xiantian Five-Flag Banner has always been mentioned since childhood."

"Are there any of the five flags in this color?"

Wang Sheng pointed to the light yellow flag over there to communicate with the little wooden sword, and Yao Yun frowned suddenly.

"You mean, that flag could be..."

"Don't forget Xiaomujian's origin," Wang Sheng muttered, "Besides, I suddenly had a bad premonition."

While speaking, Wang Daochang silently stepped back half a body.

Yao Yun couldn't laugh or cry at the side, "Do you think that Qinglian will hold a grudge to such an extent, never remembering the chaos of age, until today?

This innate treasure actually exists beyond your understanding, don't worry.

On the contrary, the treasure is in the front, and you still look back. "

"That's right, that kind of existence, why would you care about me, a little swordsman?"

Wang Sheng stared at the flag and was about to take a step forward when the silver bell-like laughter emerged again...

This time it wasn't just laughter, the flag shone a khaki-yellow light on the wooden coffin, and wisps of light green fairy light appeared on the wooden coffin!

These celestial lights converged into a figure that looked familiar to Wang Sheng.

Her face is almost similar to senior sister Mu Wanxuan, more like the senior senior sister in Wang Sheng's impression before her vitality is about to recover!

She was wearing a green skirt, holding a bamboo flute in her hand, tilting her head to look at Wang Sheng and Yao Yun; a small wooden sword flew over from behind, humming lightly on the girl's shoulder.

The girl nodded slightly, her pink lips opened and closed slightly, and her voice directly appeared in Wang Sheng's heart.

"Are you the descendant who hurt your mother and forcibly took her away?"

Daoist Wang smiled awkwardly and politely, he was a little confused about the girl's identity, but judging by the situation at this time, the 'mother' should refer to the little wooden sword and the 'maternal body' of the banner——

Qinglian of the mixed world!

As a man, Wang Sheng is naturally responsible for what he did back then;

He arched his hands forward, gave an apologetic laugh, and said loudly:

"Misunderstanding, pure misunderstanding."

The girl sitting on the wooden coffin snorted softly, pointed at Wang Sheng, and Wang Sheng appeared in front of the wooden coffin in an instant.

Seeing this, Yao Yun hurried forward, but just as Yao Yun moved, the girl's eyes swept over her, and Yao Yun froze in place instantly, and could only look anxiously at this side.

Next, the girl looked thoughtful, then lightly shook her plain hand, and slapped Wang Sheng lightly;

I saw a palm with a diameter of five or six meters appearing in front of Wang Sheng, and he was sent flying like a ball...

All the bones in his body were broken in an instant, every part of his body was almost crushed, and the severe pain invaded Wang Sheng's nerves.

But he crashed into the strong vitality in an instant, and the vitality poured into his body, like the most precious healing elixir in the world, quickly recovering from his injuries, leaving only the most real pain...

The girl raised her hand, and Wang Sheng appeared in front of the wooden coffin again. Immediately afterwards, another palm was raised, and Wang Sheng was sent flying again.

His whole body was broken, his Taoist body was almost shattered, and the severe pain that hadn't receded hit him again, but he bumped into the thick and viscous vitality of life again, his injuries recovered quickly, and he was dragged back again...

The girl wanted to raise her hand again, but the small wooden sword appeared in front of Wang Sheng with a flash, and the point of the sword pointed at the girl's palm.

It swayed slightly, as if saying something like 'just teach me a lesson, why are you still fighting'.

The girl gave a resentful smile and explained: "When we were sent from the Chaos Sea to the Visible Realm, my mother told me that anyone who sees you will hit you three times.

Since it pleads for you, my third blow is spared. "

Daoist Wang, who was covered in blood but had no injuries, complained helplessly for a while, raised his hand to hold the small wooden sword, and flicked his fingers on the tip of the sword.

You still have a conscience!

Does 'we' refer to the many treasures transformed by the chaotic green lotus? Anyone who sees him will hit him three times?

The terrain here is special, with strong vitality, which can quickly recover from his injuries; when he was hit flying just now, the vitality that rushed to him should have been intentionally done by this girl, not to really hurt him.

The point is to hurt!

Here, who can I ask for reasoning?

Now that I have encountered one of the Xiantian Five Elements Flags, if I encounter Lao Tzu's crutches or Tianzun's wishful thinking, I will hit myself three times?

When encountering the Qingping sword, do you have to poke yourself three times?

There is also the God-killing Sword transformed into the God-killing Spear, and the Qiankun Cauldron transformed from the lotus pod...

Wang Sheng couldn't help covering his face with his hands. It's too dangerous to go outside the earth, so he should quickly finish the task of going out of the earth cultivation world, and then go back to his hometown to stay with his senior sister and have children with peace of mind!

The monks of other people's families only dare to think about the innate treasures after they have achieved Taiyi and Daluo, but I...have to be remembered by a bunch of treasures since I was a true immortal!

This five-element flag is merciful, if you meet a master who is a little bit unruly in the future, wouldn't you really be out of your wits?

Yao Yun also flew over from a distance, and she barely understood what was going on at this time; she and Wang Sheng were connected, so she naturally knew the origin of the little wooden sword.

But at this moment, the Princess of Heaven could only stare at her sword master with a kind of pitiful and helpless eyes full of black lines on her forehead...

I hope that when I meet some bigwigs in the magic weapon world in the future, they will not implicate me in their actions.

However, after thinking about it, if Wang Sheng had the opportunity to meet Sanqing, the three supreme masters of immortality, and the three masters were just about to reward and encourage him, a rookie in the Taoist sect, then Yu Ruyi, crutches, and Qingping sword were suddenly not accepted by the three masters. controlled by an old man, turned into three strong men and rushed towards Daoist Wang...

The screen is also quite touching.

Wang Sheng sighed, suppressed these wild thoughts, squeezed the little wooden sword and the jade tablet, and bowed his hands to the girl.

"Senior, can you tell me your identity?"

"Me?" The girl chuckled, and said slowly, "I don't know how to call myself, you can think of me as the spirit of this flag, but the Dao originally did not allow existence like me. There are spiritual manifestations.

It was the Qinghua Emperor back then who made a move to fuse me with this innate spiritual root without spirituality, and thus I came into being.

However, you still regard me as the keeper of the coffin here. If you follow the rules of your monks, it seems that you have to give my name... You can call me Xinghuang.

Tsk, apricot yellow is not very pleasant, so you can call me apricot. "

Xinghuangqi, it really is Wuji Xinghuangqi!

The legendary defensive treasure, as long as this flag is raised, it will be invincible by all methods!

Wang Daochang's heart was surging, Qinghua Emperor was too polite, the Dao inheritance left behind was taken away by his senior sister who was originally his apprentice, and he left such a big gift!

The girl Xing'er seemed to see what Wang Sheng was thinking, and said with a smile: "If you have some thoughts, don't mess around.

Xinyuehu gave you this jade tablet, you and I are coffin keepers.

I am inseparable from this sacred tree, this wooden coffin, and the formation outside. If you want to take me away, you must have the ability to break through these restrictions. "

Daoist Wang nodded when he heard the words, and waved his hand, "Let's talk about protecting this place.

Inside this wooden coffin...is the emperor? "