The First Sword of the Earth

When Xi Lian's fairy light appeared, the cultivating monks here, except for those who had already entered the Mengxiantai, were all agitated by the mysterious Taoist rhyme circulating in the Little Immortal Realm.

　　 "Feiyu is going to become a fairy?"

　　 "Although you can't waste the opportunity to practice here, you have to see such a spectacle."

　　 "It's been a long time since the revival of vitality and the restoration of Taoism. Finally, one of our earth's monastic world will ascend to the realm of immortals, and has since embarked on the road of longevity."

　　 "Sheng Ge Niu Beer! Hahaha! Xiaoliuzi, hey, I am not talking to you. The first time I saw Sheng Ge, I saw the appearance of a fairy! Sure enough, my eyes were opened! Hahaha!"

　　 So, the elders gathered around the fairy hall one after another, and saw the Xilian, which was slowly rising in the pillar of light...

　　 Everyone couldn't help being a little disappointed, but they were also a little bit disappointed when they carefully understood the various changes that appeared when they came to the fairyland. This is also a rare opportunity for the monks who crossed the fairyland.

　　Slowly, the Taoist masters meditated outside the fairy hall, and each fell into enlightenment.

　　 Until a month later, the fairy light of Wang Sheng rose into the sky and appeared hundreds of meters away from the back of the fairy hall. The monks were all alarmed.

　　 Before that, during the process of Xilian's emergence and transformation, the Taoist rhyme released by Xilian was full of tranquility and harmony, like a clear mountain spring flowing in a small fairy world.

　　Wang Sheng suddenly began to ascend to the immortal, and his four sword intents seemed to be out of control. The four sword intents exerted a strong sense of oppression on the monks who had not become immortals.

　　Especially the star sword intent, the ‘imperial power’ that governs the endless stars, made every Daoist want to worship and salute in front of Wang Sheng.

At this time, Wang Sheng’s consciousness was trapped in a colorful place, with immortal swords suspended everywhere, some as large as mountains, and some as small as mosquitoes. Looking at it, there is no bounds, countless immortal swords. At this time, here.

　　 These immortal swords seemed to have life, the sound of one after another sword singing was telling Wang Sheng, the light of the sword rippling like a wave slightly.

　　 is like the world of swords, and it is as if one's own kendo has caused the resonance of all kendo that exists in this universe.

　　 Wang Sheng knows that such an opportunity is rare in a lifetime, and it is only a miracle that will only appear when he climbs the immortal. Now he feels and comprehends with his whole body, and his consciousness is wandering here, looking for his sword.

　　 I didn't know how long it took. Wang Sheng felt it seemed to be decades. In fact, it had only been more than ten days outside when Wang Sheng suddenly woke up.

　　 He can enter this peculiar illusion, has he become the sword he is looking for?

　　 Then he stood quietly, feeling his body gradually solidified, with a spine and sharpness.

　　 ‘looked’ at himself again, but it had become a ‘sword’.

At the same time, near the fairy hall where Wang Sheng was located, the Taoist leaders who were attracted by the fairy light, including the senior sister Mu Wanxuan in the fairy hall, suddenly reflected in the heart of the Taoist temple. sword.

　　 This sword has water and fire Tai Chi on the hilt slowly rotating, the sword body is as smooth as a mirror, there are countless stars evolving on it, and a faint gray cloud under the sword tip.

　　 contains the power of the two rites of heaven and earth, the power of imperial power that embraces the endless starry sky, and the power of heaven that makes the monks naturally feel a little terrible...

　　 These three Taoist rhymes are perfectly blended by the pure Yang Taoist rhyme radiating from the sword body, and they are intertwined into a peculiar Taoist rhyme.

　　 This is Wang Sheng’s kendo projection, and it is also a perfect portrayal of Wang Sheng’s realm of kendo at this time.

　　 The sword body suddenly uttered a sword sound, and Wang Sheng's consciousness was ‘pushed’ back to the Tao body, but it suddenly became clear in his heart that the Tao body also began to slowly rise in the beam of light.

　　 The ‘illusion’ where the consciousness wandered just now should be where the Great Sword is located.

　　 And every sword that appeared there was a monk who had once become an immortal, imprinting his own way in the avenue, giving the avenue a trace of its own.

　　 After completing this process, it is considered to have entered the flying fairyland and has the qualifications to become a fairy.

　　 It's a pity that I didn't know that there would be this ‘link’ before, and I didn’t take this opportunity to comprehend the Great Sword.

　　 However, Wang Sheng would not be immersed in regret and unable to extricate himself. At this time, his consciousness began to observe the changes in his Taoist body.

　　 Faintly, Wang Sheng noticed that an extremely mysterious power came from the void and poured into his Dao body, soul, and every cell in his body.

　　 This power seems to be familiar, as if I have felt it in the Dao of Swords.

　　‘Is it the imprint left by myself, drawing the power of the great road? ’

　　 Wang Sheng felt this thought in his heart, and then quietly felt that he wanted to ‘absorb’ the power artificially, but he couldn’t do anything about it.

　　 As this power continues to increase, Wang Sheng's Taoist body becomes more and more light, it feels as if he can get rid of the moon's gravity in the little fairy world without having to do anything, and fly by himself.

　　 He is indeed flying, slowly rising in the beam of light.

Soon, Wang Sheng realized that his Taoist body seemed to be disintegrated, and the soul was wrapped in a warm light, like a warm duvet in a cold winter, and then magnified this comfort by a thousand and one. Ten thousand times.

　　 Piaopiao is almost unknown, and it is almost unclear.

　　Wang Sheng couldn't see his own situation at this time, but the Taoist leaders could probably see it.

　　 not only saw him, but also Xilian. When Wang Sheng began to ascend from the beam of light, Xi Lian also began the same process.

　　 This person, a fox fairy, almost simultaneously appeared swan-like light spots around his body, and surrounded by these light spots, their bodies seemed to become transparent, and then gradually solidified.

　　 This process lasted three full days.

　　 When this process was over, the two of them rose to the top of their respective beams at about the same time.

　　 Wang Sheng has returned to the appearance of a Taoist robe, while Xi Lian is wearing a white Luo skirt, like an orchid in the empty valley, the beauty is intriguing.

　　 The breath that Wang Sheng exudes is the peacefulness, uninterrupted, and pure power that Taoist monks are pursuing.

　　 The breath that Xilian exudes is quiet and peaceful, fresh and clean. Because of her double cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism, she is also of a demon clan. Compared with Wang Sheng, her breath is obviously weaker.

　　 There was a thunderous thunder from nowhere. Wang Sheng and Xi Lian opened their eyes at the same time, and they happened to stand facing each other hundreds of meters apart.

　　 At this moment, a giant sword appeared behind Wang Sheng, his eyes flickered, and the sharp sword intent almost cut through the "sky" of Xiaoxianjie.

　　 Xilian is rather unlucky. A phantom white fox lying on the lotus platform just appeared behind him. As soon as the white fox was about to roar at Wang Sheng, it was covered by the sword intent.

　　 The white fox shrank his neck, lying on the lotus platform not daring to move.

　　 Fortunately, Wang Sheng woke up in time and smiled apologetically to Xi Lian in the distance, and the phantom behind them drifted away with the wind.

　　 Xilian was stunned first, and then she was overjoyed, but then... the whole person was a little crazy, his forehead was full of black lines, and Su Yu started to grab her silky silver hair...

　　 That is, very manic.

　　 Seeing this, the elder sister on the top of the Xiandian Hall flew up with some worry, and hurriedly asked "What's the matter?"

"Counting the more than a thousand years of being sealed, labor and capital... Bah! Big sister, I have practiced for two thousand years, and I have been rounded up to the nearest two thousand years before I became a fairy! How many years has your family practiced! He broke a hundred! He! "

　　 Senior sister couldn't help but chuckled, pulling Xilian and shaking her arm.

　　 Xi Lian just spit out a few words, Wang Shengnengfeixian, for her, will officially have a thigh to hold in the future.

　　 Xi Lian was pulled by Mu Wanxuan and was about to fly towards Wang Sheng, but Wang Sheng suddenly made a gesture to signal them not to come.

　　 Then, Wang Sheng, who had been floating there, quietly experienced something.

Shi Qianzhang, Gao Shixing, Liu Yunzhi, and Fei Mianzi, who were originally waiting at the top of the hall, are familiar or intimate with Wang Sheng. They are also flying towards Wang Sheng, seeming to be going to grab the first wave of congratulations. ', but was also blocked by Wang Sheng's gestures.

　　 is not over yet?

　　Isn’t Yuhuafeixian over?

　　Wang Sheng exudes a strong celestial aura at this time, the coercion of that celestial being is also extremely real, what else can be broken through?

　　 Just as he was thinking, Wang Sheng took a step forward, suddenly a burst of colorful glow appeared above his head, and a cloud of mist appeared above his head.

　　 This cloud is very peculiar, like smoke but not smoke, if clouds are not clouds, gloomy...

　　 At this time, he heard a sword sound, and a ray of sword light flew from not far away, suspended in front of Wang Sheng, Yao Yun also turned into a three-inch-high fairy, standing on the hilt of the sword, staring at the scene in amazement.

　　 "Qingyun?"

　　 Wang Sheng blinked, "Is there something wrong?"

　　 Yaoyun shook his head slightly, then fell into thinking, and then showed a somewhat ‘so that’s it’ expression, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he sighed quietly.

　　 Wang Sheng smiled bitterly, "What is Qingyun?"

"You can understand it as..." Yaoyun was just about to speak, and saw that Qingyun was constantly changing. First, cranes flew out of them. On the cranes stood a phantom of immortals, the most conspicuous. They are three strange-faced old people.

　　 Wang Sheng recognized it at a glance. After all, he was a professional monk, and the three old gods of "Fu, Lu, Shou," respected by Taoists had to know him.

　　 Under the leadership of the Three Immortals of Fu Lu Shou, these immortals began to revolve around Wang Sheng, and kept arching their hands at Wang Sheng, as if they were saying something.

　　 But these are ghosts.

　　 Then, under Qingyun, a flying fairy appeared again, and some fairy played fairy music, and they played a rather cheerful tune.

　　 Soon, Wang Sheng was surrounded by petals dropped by fairies.

It’s not over yet. As Qingyun was surging, there seemed to be all kinds of elixir and elixir hovering in it. Wang Sheng felt blessed, suddenly raised his hand and picked up the inanimate sword, and before Yao Yun said anything, he threw the inanimate sword directly. Xiang Qingyun.

　　In a short time, Yaoyun's body image was forcibly dragged away by the spiritless sword; these Qingyuns seemed to have separated nearly one-third, and gathered towards the spiritless sword.

　　Wang Sheng just remembered that he had seen a few words in the classics left by the ancestor.

　　 In ancient times, when a great monk broke through the Daluo Jinxian, if he was recognized by the Daluo, Qingyun would appear; if there was a Daluo Jinxian, he would use Qingyun to refine his magic weapon.

　　Wang Sheng doesn't know how to refine tools~www.readwn.com~ There is no way to control Qingyun at this stage. Knowing that this is a good thing and can refine tools, just throw the inanimate sword over and try it.

　　 seems to be led by Qingyun, all the fairy halls, fairy ponds, and even the rockery in the Little Immortal Realm, there are many phantoms appearing, congratulating Wang Shengyao.

　　Wang Sheng thoughtfully, also bowed his hands in response to the surrounding area.

　　 There are too many abnormalities in Dengxian, and these require him to think slowly and then ask Yaoyun for advice.

　　 Just as he was thinking, Wang Sheng suddenly remembered that he still had a second fairy sword...Nine years ago, he returned to the Moon Palace, and it was only a few months before he wanted to take off Xia Jian and took Feixia Sword back.

　　 hurriedly led out the Feixia Sword, and threw it into Qingyun, almost one-twentieth of Qingyun was attracted by Feixia Sword.

　　 Wang Sheng thought for a while, and he flew towards Qing Yun, and found that Qing Yun would rise as he rose, so he had to give up.

　　 What the **** is this thing?

　　 A few hundred meters away, the Xilian who had witnessed all this walked back and forth several hundred steps, and then the fairy light dazzled her middle body and turned into a four or five-year-old appearance, and rushed into her senior sister's arms and burst into tears.

　　 Sister slapped Xiao Xilian's head pityingly, watching her frowning and thinking under Qingyun, her eyes soft as water, with a little helplessness.

　　 She understands the feeling of being hit. .