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Chapter 150: Open up a new world with one sword

Shen Jingsheng was busy all day and night without rest. He was about to say a few words to Wang Shen when he was called away by a junior from the Tianhe Sect, saying that the headmaster was awake.

In a room, the head of Tianhe Sect was lying on the bed, his face pale. Shen Jingsheng hurriedly entered the house.

"You guys go out first." The leader waved his hand, and the disciples all retreated.

"Senior brother, you are finally back. Have you found the opportunity you are looking for?" This was the first sentence the leader said.

Shen Jingsheng smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"But I have gained even more. I have brought back a disciple, not the few people selected by those holy places."

"You mean the monk in purple and the big man holding the gong who retreated with a sword?

I thought that the great monk passing by was actually a disciple of my senior brother. His cultivation is indeed high, but what is his character like? "

"This time I was injured by the monk of Amituo Temple when I went to the Western Regions. He traveled thousands of miles from Jingzhou to Liangzhou to save me, and even risked his life to fight against the masters of the third-level Shenxuan realm. At that time, he was not out of date and the fourth-level Jiang Hewu leak."

"Fourth grade, senior brother, are you saying that he has just entered the third grade?" Headmaster Liu said in surprise.

"Yes, within a few days."

"But it doesn't look like he's just reached the third level of cultivation. His sword is very domineering, crushing the man in purple to death. I heard the man in purple say the words "one sword is indestructible"."

He has learned the swordsmanship of the man in purple. His sword is as fast as lightning, and there are invisible swords surrounding him like the wind. If you are not careful, you may be hit, making it very difficult to deal with.

"What a sword, it's the formation-breaking sword I taught him." Shen Jingsheng smiled and waved his hand.

"The formation-breaking knife, doesn't it look like it?"

He had also seen Shen Jingsheng's formation-breaking knife before. It was fast, accurate, and ruthless, but it was never as domineering as Wang Shen's display.

"Talents cannot be viewed with ordinary people's eyes. What happened to the two people who came to kill us today?"

"I don't know what happened, but they suddenly came to the door and asked me to submit to them. I guess their real purpose is to come for Tianhe's mind." Headmaster Liu said.

"They failed to achieve their wish this time, and the man in purple was seriously injured. He will definitely not give up. Our Tianhe Sect is facing an unprecedented crisis!"

"What are your plans?" Shen Jingsheng said after being silent for a moment.

This time was indeed a big crisis for Tianhe Sect. If he and Wang Shen hadn't happened to come back this time, Tianhe Sect would have been wiped out.

"I am going to dismiss the surviving disciples. As long as there are people there, there is hope. If I had dismissed all the disciples when the two of them first went up the mountain, there would not have been such casualties.

This is my fault! "Headmaster Liu sighed.

"Don't blame yourself too much. My disciple was trapped by the celestial talisman. I'm going to disrupt the formation set up by my seniors and try my best to block the flow of spiritual energy between heaven and earth nearby. Let's see. Can you help him get out of trouble?"

"Celestial Talisman, is this matter still related to Wuwei Guan?" Headmaster Liu was surprised after hearing this.

"Wuwei Guan shouldn't be able to do anything. You should recover well first, and I'll find a way to help my apprentice."

In the open space outside the main hall, Wang Shen's forehead was dripping with sweat.

If the time it takes to blink a few times is one attempt, then Wang Shen has tried tens of thousands of times. He was already a little tired, mentally tired.

In a daze, the two pieces of paper appeared in front of his eyes, and the mountains and rivers were broken. The words on it are moving, and so are the paintings.

Wang Shen's energy was moving, and so was his Qi. The painting appeared in his mind, and he was still recalling the feeling of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking during the earthquake.

Dharma, body, Qi, and mind all come together in an instant.

With a bang, a large section of the invisible ropes trapping him broke, and his body relaxed for a moment, only for a moment, and then came rushing in from all directions.

Bang, another large piece was broken, and Wang Shen felt as if his mountain and river had suddenly become enlightened and entered another level.

On the third day when he was trapped by the Heavenly Talisman, Shen Jingsheng arranged the formation and then activated the formation.

In an instant, the wind in the mountains paused for a moment, and then returned to normal, seemingly useless.

"Hey, what should we do?" Shen Jingsheng was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

On the third night, Shen Jingsheng unexpectedly discovered that Wang Shen could actually raise the knife in his hand.

"Could it be that the formation I arranged worked?"

Shen Jingsheng wanted to communicate with Wang Shen, but saw that Wang Shen had closed his eyes and was swinging the knife slowly, swallowing the words as they reached his lips.

Wang Shen's sword slashed from top to bottom, very slowly, as if the sword in his hand weighed a thousand pounds.

He felt that the blade was cutting on countless tough ropes, layered on top of each other, densely packed, cutting continuously, and becoming chaotic.

Shen Jingsheng watched for a while. It was amazing enough to be able to swing a sword under the suppression of the heavenly talisman.

After a while, Shen Jingsheng turned around and left. He was ready to think of ways to continue to perfect the formation.

Wang Shen closed his eyes and stopped looking at the talisman hanging in front of him.

He began to swing his knife, trying to cut off the shackles.

The mountains and rivers broke apart, and he escaped from the trap for a short time, and then he fell with his sword.

In this way, he kept trying again and again, just like he was cutting stones. Cutting out with a knife, repeating over and over again.

He could only chop in mid-air, but could not touch the talisman.

By the fifth day, Wang Shen was tired, tired, and exhausted.

He knew he couldn't give up, and he kept reminding himself that he couldn't give up, but he was really tired, physically and mentally, and the knife in his hand felt a lot heavier.

He opened his eyes and looked at the talisman in front of him. It still exuded a faint fluorescence and had not been reduced by half.

"Is this a heavenly being? Just writing a talisman is so disappointing."

"Go to hell!" Wang Shen slashed at the talisman with his sword. The blade was raised but could not fall down.

Fuck!

Wang Shen sighed helplessly, and the dark golden blade fell diagonally, like a stroke of ink across the air.

"ink?!"

Wang Shen suddenly thought of the piece of paper he got from a charming woman.

The same piece of yellow paper, with a stroke of thick ink, divided the yellow paper into two.

He had opened that piece of yellow paper countless times and it was firmly imprinted in his mind.

Wang Shen looked at the yellow paper with talismans written on it in front of him, but what he thought of was another one.

A stroke of thick ink, divided into two parts.

He held the sword in both hands and slashed horizontally.

Using the knife as the pen and Qi as the ink, the knife was slashed out slowly, and the thick ink in the mind seemed to be chopped out with the knife.

The knife was very slow and heavy, but it passed slowly sideways. This was a different feeling than before.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that that stroke of ink was a knife or a sword, that piece of paper was a piece of heaven and earth, and that stroke of ink meant to cut off that piece of heaven and earth.

The person who painted this painting must be a great monk with extremely high cultivation level.

Wang Shen held the sword with both hands and slashed horizontally with the sword. The sword was slow but steady and decisive. One cut after another, repeated over and over again,

The sun sets over the west mountain, and the sunset glow dyes half of the sky red.

The moonlight is cold on the treetops, and falls like frost on the ground.

At this time, Wang Shen no longer saw the main hall of Tianhe Sect, nor the mountains, rocks, or trees. The world in front of him turned into a piece of paper, and he wanted to cut this piece of paper open with the knife in his hand. Not far away from him, Shen Jingsheng raised his hand and stretched it in the air, quietly, without a trace of wind.

The surroundings were as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, which meant that the flow of Qi had stopped, and what he had worked so hard to do was effective.

"The next step is up to you." Shen Jingsheng said.

In fact, he could also use this to consume a talisman with Wang Shen, but after all, this was a talisman belonging to a heavenly being. If he did it rashly, he didn't know what the consequences would be.

He didn't do this because he vaguely noticed that Wang Shen seemed to have entered a unique state.

Almost crazy, this is very dangerous and rare!

Not crazy, not live,

"If you still can't get out of trouble tomorrow, my old man will risk his life to rescue you."

Wang Shen slashed with his sword all night long.

The next day, when the first ray of sunlight in the sky shines on this place.

Shen Jingsheng, who was sleeping on the stone, opened his eyes. He saw that Wang Shen was still swinging the knife with difficulty, holding the knife in both hands, which was already trembling.

"Hey, I'm here to help you, master!" Shen Jingsheng said this and stepped forward.

Wang Shen raised the knife, held it with both hands, and slashed horizontally, from left to right, evenly.

Huh?

Shen Jingsheng stopped and narrowed his eyes slightly. He knew that sword before, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

Click, a crack appeared on that talisman.

Wang Shen, who was already exhausted, suddenly felt that the knife in his hand seemed to become much smoother after the previous slash.

Is it an illusion or hope?

So he drew the sword again. He was tired, but he was not distracted. Instead, he was as focused as a demon.

The slash was smoother than before.

Another crack appeared on that talisman.

Shen Jingsheng rubbed his eyes. He also saw the cracks on the talisman. He realized that his precious apprentice was going to cut open the celestial talisman with the knife in his hand.

He was looking forward to this moment.

One sword, two swords. Wang Shen felt that the sword in his hand became smoother and smoother, and there were more and more cracks on the celestial talisman.

Wang Shen swung his sword again, and everything in his eyes was reduced to the size of a piece of paper. He slashed through it and split it into two halves.

Shen Jingsheng squinted his eyes, and he saw a dazzling light. The light came from the celestial talisman and Wang Shen's Tao.

With a click, the heavenly talisman shattered.

Shen Jingsheng suddenly fell to the ground. A sound came from behind him. He looked back and saw a long cut mark on the base of the hall. The hard green rock was cut open like tofu.

Wang Shen looked at the broken talisman that fell on the ground.

Finally cut it open!

"A Shen." The old man hurriedly came to his side.

"Master, I want to take a nap."

He doesn't want to do anything now, he just wants to sleep.

"Okay, it's time to get some sleep, have a good sleep."

Wang Shen slept for a long time because he was too tired.

He had several strange dreams. He dreamed that someone waved his hand and the mountains shook and the earth collapsed; someone waved his sword and cut the world in half; he dreamed that he kept swinging his sword and chopped it with one blow. opened a mountain

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on a strange bed. There was a special fragrance in the room, the smell of incense.

An incense stick was burning on the small table nearby, and a faint wisp of green smoke floated straight upward. The scent is not overpowering, it smells nice.

Wang Shen took a deep breath, stood up and wanted to stretch, but found that his right hand was still holding "Hengxing" tightly.

He smiled and reached out to touch the blade of the knife, then sheathed the knife and tied it behind his back again.

Gurgling, his stomach growled.

He got up from the bed and opened the door.

"Uncle Master, you're awake." A young man outside who was five or six years younger than Wang Shen was very happy when he saw him coming out.

"Wait a moment and I'll call the Grand Master. The Master is very anxious." After saying this, the young man turned around and ran away.

"Uncle Master?" Wang Shen was slightly startled when he heard this title.

After a while, he heard hurried footsteps, and Shen Jingsheng rushed over.

"How are you now awake? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?" This was the first thing he said after seeing Wang Shen.

"It's good. I feel comfortable all over. I'm just a little hungry. Do you have anything to eat?" Wang Shen said with a smile.

"Yes, I'll do it for you right now."

It took Shen Jingsheng less than an hour to prepare a large table of dishes, which looked delicious.

Wang Shen took a sip and said, "Well, it tastes pretty good. Master, do you still have this skill?"

"I have been refining my heart for so many years, but I have learned a lot of skills." Shen Jingsheng said with a smile.

"Do you know how long you slept?"

"how long?"

"Seven days and seven nights, seven days and seven nights, but it scared me."

During these seven days, Shen Jingsheng went to Wang Shen's house several times every day, whether it was day or night.

"So long?" Wang Shen was slightly startled after hearing this.

He only thought that this sleep should be very long, but he didn't expect it to be so long.

"Just wake up."

Wang Shen ate heartily, and he felt his body shouting, "Eat, eat more, eat a lot!"

"Well, this rice is so fragrant and this dish is delicious."

"This is all grown by the Tianhe Sect themselves. It is in this hanging mountain and absorbs the aura of the mountain. It is naturally delicious." Shen Jingsheng said with a smile at the side, looking at Wang Shen with an exceptionally kind look.

"Master, where are those two masked people from?"

"It's unclear so far?" Shen Jingsheng shook his head.

"What are you going to do?"

"In the seven days since you were asleep, senior brother has dismissed all the disciples in the mountain gate, and now there are only four people left in the entire mountain." Shen Jingsheng said.

Well, Wang Shen was stunned.

"I just joined, are you going to break up?"

"What do you mean by disbanding? Don't put it in such a bad way, it's to preserve your strength." Shen Jingsheng said.

"When you join our sect, I have nothing to give you. How about I give this to you?" After saying this, Shen Jingsheng handed a strange ring to Wang Shen.

"Ring, why am I, a grown man, wearing this?"

(End of this chapter)