The First Sword of the Earth

Wang Lingguan, probably made a mistake.

Although Wang Sheng really wanted to say this directly, but looking at the patriarch who was getting more and more excited in front of him, he didn't know what to do for a while.

I have lived a new life. If it is really the holy spirit left by Emperor Wa, how could I be so unlucky in my previous life? After the earth's aura began to recover, I have been mediocre for more than ten years, and finally died under a silver needle ...

die at……

Uh, is rebirth not rebirth, but similar to reading a file?

"Patriarch, this matter is too unbelievable."

"Are you recalling the trajectory you have traveled all the way?" Chunyangzi said warmly, "Hearing this news suddenly is really hard for you to accept.

According to Pindao's conjecture, in ancient times, after His Majesty the Immortal Emperor killed the Holy Spirit, he must have tried every means to take away his luck and even his fate.

Now you use the flesh and blood of His Majesty the Immortal Emperor as the sword spirit, and you have inherited countless luck from the heavens, drinking and pecking, it is really wonderful. "

"Yaoyun, she must have known about this before," Wang Sheng smiled wryly, feeling a little sad again in his heart.

If this matter is true, this should be the reason why she has been hiding it from herself; the reason why she is willing to become my sword spirit is because she has something wrong in her heart?

"Patriarch, even if this is true, it doesn't mean anything," Wang Sheng sighed, "Why does Wang Lingguan insist on killing me?"

"This person is very contradictory." Chun Yangzi shook his head, "I am afraid that your identity will be exposed, which will destroy the prestige of the Immortal Emperor, and shatter the last bit of hearts in Heaven.

But he was afraid, he didn't know whether to take action against you, after all, you have already gathered the heavenly court luck at this time, and it seems to be the key to revive the heavenly court.

Needless to say, this person's loyalty to the Heavenly Court, now he is also in a dilemma, and he doesn't know how to deal with himself.

So he took the initiative to confide this matter to me, and wanted me to rescue you from him... This is indeed a bit absurd. "

this……

Wang Lingguan tends to have a split personality?

"So, Feiyu, how do you think this matter should be handled?"

Chunyangzi tapped his knees lightly with his fingers, "The master always stands behind you, and Wang Lingguan is hesitant, and he has no intention of winning. Pindao has a few treasures in his hand, and he can capture him at any time."

"It's all up to the arrangement of the patriarch," Wang Sheng said with a twitch of his mouth, "If this disciple survives this time, if he can fight him in the future, he will get justice for himself."

"According to the opinion of the poor, what is the best solution to Wang Lingguan," Chunyangzi said, "If you really want to take the road of restoring the heavenly court, the power of the heavenly court standing behind Wang Lingguan is very important.

Moreover, this person is very capable, and his understanding of the Dao of the Universe is comparable to those of the ancient masters.

He has no intention of fighting the poor Taoist today, if he fights the poor Taoist to the death, the outcome is really only a matter of five or five. "

Wang Sheng sighed: "Master Patriarch, if I speak from my heart, instead of restoring the Heavenly Court, it is better to re-establish a power."

"Oh? Why do you think so?"

"It's all my own wish," Wang Sheng shook his head, took a light breath, and the suppressed breath in his heart suddenly surged up.

Wang Sheng looked up at the starry sky in the distance, and slowly exhaled...

"Since a long time ago, someone has repeatedly mentioned the matter of the Heavenly Court in my ear. Although Yao Yun initially said that she would not force me to restore the Heavenly Court, the disciple can actually feel the hope in her heart.

The disciples value Yaoyun very much, treat her as his best friend, and want to help her as much as possible.

There are many other things that completely bind the disciples to the word "Heavenly Court".

Because of the heaven, the hometown is facing the threat from the endless starry sky. There are countless creatures wanting to live in peace and stability. Without the immortal way, they can even live in a more stable life, but everything has changed now.

Because of the Heavenly Court, Emperor Qinghua took my senior sister away from me and asked her to inherit the way of life.

Because of the Heavenly Court, I have to walk out of my hometown, face the endless stars, and practice desperately, because only in this way can I protect those behind me.

Yes, Heaven has brought another possibility to my hometown and my life, but it does not give us the slightest choice at all, and imposes today's destiny on us.

The disciple was trapped in the blood mine for a long time. At that time, he wondered what life would be like without the disciples of Heavenly Court...

But in the end, I shouldn't have any resentment, compared to those guys whose life is worse because of the immortal way, at least I am still the beneficiary, because I met the master, the senior sister, and the eldest sister Huai Jing them..."

Wang Sheng paused, and smiled wryly: "Sorry, Patriarch, I don't know what happened, but I suddenly said so many useless words."

"Non-language..."

A hand was placed on Wang Sheng's shoulder, and he patted him lightly.

Wang Sheng raised his head and looked beside him, only to see that Chun Yangzi was standing beside him at some point, and the tables and chairs in front of him had disappeared.

The smile on the corner of Chunyangzi's mouth became warmer, and he said in a gentle voice: "Relax, don't put too much pressure on yourself.

Cultivating Immortals and Asking was originally for the sake of a happy life, adding too much burden to yourself, and I am afraid that there will be quite a lot of twists and turns when you want to break through the immortal realm.

I will help you deal with this matter, just wait a moment, when this matter comes to an end, I will take you to wander around for a while, so that you can appreciate the prosperity and splendor of this endless starry sky. "

"Father, I..."

When Wang Sheng wanted to say something, Chunyangzi laughed three times, and his figure quietly dissipated.

And Wang Sheng also broke free from such a mysterious state, opened his eyes, and saw that the sky was filled with gray mist and dust in the waste star formation.

Patriarch?

Sitting in the air, Wang Sheng was in a daze unconsciously, and he still couldn't digest what Chunyangzi said.

After sitting in the robbery cloud for half a day, Wang Sheng slapped his palm, dispersed the robbery cloud, and slowly fell from the sky.

"Master," Ling Sheng bowed forward and called softly.

Wang Sheng nodded, looked at the sleeping Huchang, and said, "Someone will rescue us later."

"Huh?" Hu Chang's eyes, which were closed just now, turned into copper bells, and he jumped up, "Really?"

"My patriarch has already made a move, and the result will come soon," Wang Sheng said, "Huchang, you still have the only chance to choose at this moment, or I will ask the patriarch to erase your memory related to me later, and let you leave on your own.

Or, from now on, you must follow and obey me, and you must not have two minds. "

"this……"

Huchang looked at Lingsheng, then at Wang Sheng, his big face suddenly twisted, "Why did you suddenly give me a way out? Erase memory or something, will it hurt my soul?

Actually, I think it's not bad to hang out with you, Lao Wang. My old man also kicked me out and asked me to make a name for myself and go back to see him.

Is there any chance to let me go back to visit relatives in the future? "

"Of course," Wang Sheng looked at Huchang and said seriously, "If you choose to stay, I will treat you with courtesy."

"Old Wang, let me think about it," Hu Chang bowed his head in confusion for a while.

"Let's stay," Ling Sheng said suddenly, her voice was very soft.

Hu Chang blinked, then slapped his thigh, clasped his fists at Wang Sheng and shouted, "Big Brother! From now on, half of my life, Hu Chang, will be yours!"

Wang Sheng: ...

Suddenly I feel disgusted, a little bit.

...

In the dark, outside the formation, the remaining immortals had already gathered in front of the entrance of the formation, sitting cross-legged and meditating, each with a somewhat gloomy face.

Unable to advance or retreat, in a dilemma, they dare not enter the battle, nor can they leave, they can only wait here for the mighty one to show up.

The tragic situation inside the formation can be more or less exposed to the eyes of people outside the formation. The monsters lurking in it are really too terrifying. The two dead wood masks inside and outside are really too difficult to deal with.

Suddenly, there was a little fluctuation in the dark outside, and ripples appeared in the universe.

A pair of eyes opened at the same time, and thousands of immortals immediately began to investigate the shady scene, but before these people had time to do anything, a gap suddenly opened in the shady scene, and a light white halo swept over. Before he had time to respond, he fainted instantly.

Pieces of figures were swaying here and there, their primordial spirits were sealed, their consciousnesses were uncertain, and the white halo instantly broke through the large formation, sweeping away the atmosphere of this waste star filled with thick smoke and dust...

In the crater, the three figures looked up at the suddenly 'clear' sky above them, and couldn't help admiring softly.

I heard a laugh coming from outside: "Come out, it's all right."

Huchang immediately shed two lines of tears, while Lingsheng called out to the master, turned into a green light, returned to the ring of heaven and earth, and wrapped his body around the Guling tea.

"Thanks for your hard work," Wang Sheng said to Qian Kun Jie.

After a while, Wang Sheng suddenly felt several familiar auras rising from the ground.

He hurriedly rushed out of the crater and looked to the side, only to see two pillars of pure white light supporting two balls rushing out of a crack in the ground, and the two balls exploded at the same time.

"Non-language!"

Huai Jing yelled, and Yao Yun also showed a little smile, his figure turned into a spiritless sword, and flew back directly to Wang Sheng's side.

Wang Sheng looked slightly hesitant, but soon shook his head and chuckled, and opened his hand to hold the handle of the Wuling Sword.

"Just come back."

"Um."

At the same time, a dragon chant came from the opposite direction, and the dragon sword came through the air, circled around Wang Sheng's body for two weeks, and then stuck to Wang Sheng's back by itself.

"Amitabha," Huai Jing recited the Buddha's name in a rather steady manner, and then rushed over in a hurry, "Where's my handle? Can you keep it for me? It's a special commemorative edition for the 30th anniversary! My little monk paid for it." A collection that was acquired with great effort!"

Several black lines hung on Wang Sheng's forehead, but the game controller was indeed forgotten in the Qiling Xianzong.

At that time, I only thought about whether people were alive or dead, so there was no time to think about such trivial details.

Then I heard Chun Yangzi say: "Let's talk after we come out, the scenery there is too scary."

"Eh? Lu Dongbin?" Huai Jing suddenly understood something, and the Wuling Sword trembled slightly, turning into a flash of light and flying back to the Qiankun Ring.

Apparently, His Highness the Thirteenth was quite displeased with a Huaxinluobo who once made several of his sisters fascinated.

Huai Jing and Hu Chang looked at each other, and they said at the same time:

"Who is this……"

"Why is there a monk?"

"Let's go out first," Wang Sheng glanced around and saw the broken bodies, but he didn't have much trouble in his heart.

If you don't kill them in this endless starry sky, you will die yourself.

Three beams of light shot up into the sky, but when they rushed out of the atmosphere, Wang Sheng saw those immortals floating in the air and sealed with primordial spirits.

"Patriarch, how should we deal with them?"

"Just find a place to exile," Chunyangzi said in a voice, "If you think it's inappropriate, I can kill them directly."

"It's exile," Wang Sheng said, and then said, "Master, Huchang, let's divide our troops into three groups, find those longevity immortals and Taiyi golden immortals, and search for their magic treasures. money to buy your life."

Hu Chang suddenly smiled and narrowed his eyes, and rushed out first, obviously wanting to make more trouble.

Huai Jing was a little dumbfounded: "Uh, I haven't seen you for a few years, but Fei Yu is... a lot more pragmatic."

"The accumulation of each longevity fairy is terrifying," Wang Sheng shook his head, "I have been to a fairy sect that sells medicine, and I know how important 'wealth' is.

If you can do it, do more, and you will need it at home. "

Huai Jing immediately gave a thumbs up, stepping on his bowl and slowly drifting forward.

Outside the black ball, Chun Yangzi looked at the three 'Jiangyang Thieves' inside it dumbfoundedly.

A three-foot pagoda floated around him. The pagoda was full of celestial light, and a skinny figure was locked inside the pagoda. There was a small plaque on the pagoda, and the word "Haotian" could be seen. Its origin was truly extraordinary.