The First Sword of the Earth

"Uncle Gao, how is Senior Brother Zhou?"

"The seniors of Medicine God Valley have taken him back for treatment, and he was already awake before leaving. Brother Sect Master asked me to thank you for the life-extending pill."

Gao Shixing bowed to Wang Sheng, and Wang Sheng quickly returned the salute.

"It's okay, it's good that senior brother Zhou can recover, but it's a pity that the other senior brothers and uncles... Sigh."

Fei Lianzi scolded at the side: "Evil cultivators harming people, it is unbearable! My Sword Sect is also at odds with these evil cultivators!"

Gao Shixing's eyes were bright as well, but he calmed down soon, and he gave Wang Sheng a trademark stiff smile.

"Feiyu, this is what Master promised you back then."

Gao Shixing flipped his hand and handed a long sword with sheath to Wang Sheng; before Wang Sheng reached out to take it, he already felt a little bit of icy breath coming from the scabbard.

Fei Lianzi is also a good swordsman, and his eyes are shining at this time.

Wang Sheng took the sword, held it in his hand, and immediately felt a bone-chilling chill.

Clang!

Pulling the sword out of its sheath, wisps of white smoke condensed from the blade under the sunlight, and within a range of more than ten meters, it was as if wisps of cold wind were blowing.

Wang Sheng held the hilt of the sword, strands of spiritual thoughts wrapped around it, and he felt a faint sense of resistance.

The surrounding monks immediately looked over.

Gao Shixing said: "This sword is named Bingli, and it is an ancient sword that was passed down thousands of years ago, but you will not insult it."

Wang Sheng grinned, but at this moment he threw all his heart into the sword, brushing the blade of Bingli sword with his fingertips, but there was also a faint sword sound in his chest.

His flying sword was also attracted by the cold air of Bingli Sword.

"This sword..." Fei Lianzi pondered, "Could it be the black iron ice crystal sword that was recorded in an ancient weapon manual?"

Gao Shixing was honest, "I don't know, Master asked me to bring it here."

Fei Lianzi took a breath, "Hiss! Feiyu, let me taste the taste.

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Wang Sheng held the long sword over, "Master Taoist, you can learn from it."

Feizizi immediately rolled his eyes.

A lot of people gathered around, and their eyes were all focused on the Bingli sword. Obviously, they all knew that it was a sword that could be called a magic weapon.

Fei Lianzi stood with the sword in his hand, and after a moment of quiet comprehension, he shook his head, "The sword is a good sword, but it doesn't match Feiyu, why don't you ask Wudang Mountain to change another sword for you."

Gao Shixing frowned and said, "Why don't you agree? Who is the Taoist leader?"

"Fei Lianzi, the Ninth Elder of the Shushan Sword Sect of the Poor Way."

"Since you are a member of the Sword Sect, why do you say that a sword is not suitable for a sword cultivator?" Gao Shixing said indifferently, "You must know that the sword is an extension of the hand and the heart, and it is originally a foreign object. Holding the sword in the hand, the sword can be a sword. Xiu Suoyu."

"No, no, what Taoist Gao said is a bit wrong." Fei Lianzi shook his head for a while, "Although the sword is a weapon, it is connected with one's own nature, life, and soul. Only in this way can one achieve the realm of sword cultivation."

"Poverty Dao doesn't agree with the sword you said, the sword is the way of life; if according to the Taoist leader, wouldn't the sword be broken?"

"If the sword is broken, although it will hurt people's hearts and minds, you can still experience the essence of swordsmanship," Fei Lianzi said seriously, "everything in the world is contained in the sword, and the sword resonates with me."

Gao Shixing said calmly, "Otherwise, it should be that everything in the world is outside the sword, and you should ask it with the heart of the sword."

Zi...

Wang Sheng seemed to feel the flashes of lightning that appeared between the eyes of the two, and two sharp sword intents rose up, and they couldn't stand each other here.

Gao Shixing said: "Empty talk is always groundless, you and I are similar in cultivation, so it's better to have a discussion."

"Pindao has exactly this intention, let's find a deserted place, don't make trouble for Feiyu, please!"

Fei Lianzi gave a soft drink, put the Bingli Sword into Wang Sheng's hand, and made a gesture of invitation.

"Okay! All disciples are waiting here, don't cause trouble, and listen to Feiyu's arrangement," Gao Shixing explained, turned around and left.

Wang Sheng smiled wryly beside him, "Uncle Gao! Daoist Master Feili..."

"It's okay," Fei Lianzi said loudly, "My disciples of the Sword Sect don't move here too!"

After speaking, he directly urged the sword to take off, lifted the hem of the Taoist robe and jumped up, Yujian flew into the air, but his figure was unusually chic.

Wang Sheng hurriedly shouted: "You two! It's just a discussion!"

"It's just a sparring!" Gao Shixing's voice came from afar, seeing Fei Lianzi stepping on the long sword and jumping over him, he immediately started running with the sword in hand.

The two Taoist priests who led the team to help, just left a group of disciples here to stare at each other, and went to find a place where there is no one to fight...

Wang Sheng patted his forehead, he could only greet Wudang's peers for a while, luckily these disciples didn't follow suit.

Wudang Mountain also produced some disciples with good cultivation and good appearance, who 'stand guard' at the entrance of the venue, one on the left and one on the right with the disciples of Jianzong, to strengthen their reputation.

Fei Lianzi and Gao Shixing, who is stronger and who is weaker at this time?

I really can't tell.

Daoist Gao Shixing has improved his swordsmanship again in the past two years, and began to retreat after sparring with Wang Sheng, and now he is also a monk in the Void Core Realm.

Fei Lianzi was originally at a weaker state of swordsmanship than Taoist Gao Shixing, but now he has practiced swordsmanship for nearly two years, and his cultivation is also at the virtual alchemy state.

Wang Sheng has also practiced sword control, knowing how amazing the power of this technique is, Fei Lianzi and Gao Shixing's battle is really uncertain.

This is really the rhythm of the decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City...

"Senior brother Wang," a Wudang disciple asked in a low voice, "Is Uncle Gao alright?"

Wang Sheng hurriedly said: "Don't worry, both of you are masters of swordsmanship, and there are some differences in the philosophy of swordsmanship. They are just learning from each other, and they will definitely not fight each other with their lives."

The surrounding Wudang disciples breathed a sigh of relief. After all, they were also stunned when they saw Fei Lianzi flying into the air with his sword.

Holding the Bingli Sword, Wang Sheng sat back to his seat, looked at the crowd who started chasing Gao Shixing and Fei Lianzi in the distance, and made a voice call in the group chat of the 'Xiandao Conference Event Management Team', asking the investigation team to Send someone to stabilize the order over there.

Why did Fei Lianzi say that Bingli Sword is not suitable for him?

Wang Sheng looked at it carefully, and soon understood why Fei Lianzi said so.

This Bingli sword is definitely a 'magic weapon' level sword, it is definitely not comparable to ordinary 'magic weapon', it is much higher in grade than Wen Yuanjian and the unnamed long sword used by Wang Sheng at this time, so its value does not need to be repeated.

It should be regarded as the real Tibetan goods in Wudang Daocheng.

However, Wang Sheng couldn't use it.

Although the edge of the ice glass sword is sharp, it is far from being called a magic weapon. This sword has the effect of increasing the true energy and strengthening the power of ice, and the sword can release the cold air.

Wang Sheng's Seven-Star Sword Formation and Ni·Seven-Star Sword Formation are all destructive and tyrannical sword moves, which require the sharpness of a long sword.

This Bingli sword in his hands can only be used to a certain extent when he uses the Tai Chi sword intent; but the increase in his combat power is far inferior to the spiritless sword he entrusted to his senior sister.

Wudang Mountain gave it all, so Wang Sheng naturally had to accept it.

Wang Sheng smiled at Jian: "Your name is so nice, how about I go find a good master for you?"

Naturally, Bingli Sword would not respond. Although this sword has spirituality, it still needs a lot of time to be able to give birth to a sword spirit, and its temper is also a bit 'cold'.

At night, Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan were still at the top of the auditorium, continuing to meditate and watch the stars together.

Wang Sheng held the Bingli Sword over and said: "Senior Sister, you can use this sword."

Mu Wanxuan shook her head immediately, and pushed the sword back.

"I don't need this sword," Wang Sheng said. "You are walking outside now. Take this sword with you. Maybe it can help you. And you are majoring in the way of yin and yang and gossip. If you are in trouble, you can also understand it Taiji Eight Diagrams swordsmanship will definitely benefit you."

Mu Wanxuan tilted her head, as if asking if Wang Sheng was coaxing her.

Wang Sheng handed the Bingli sword to the senior sister, "You forgot, I still have a flying sword and the spiritless sword in your place."

Mu Wanxuan immediately responded with joy, pulled out the Bingli Sword from its sheath, and couldn't help admiring softly.

Then, she looked at Wang Sheng's chest, and then at her own chest, her face blushed inexplicably... The sword technique Wang Sheng mentioned, she is a woman, and it seems that it is inconvenient to practice it.

There are more than forty hours before the game.

The closer he got to the Immortal Dao Conference, the busier Wang Sheng became.

Especially after Wudang Mountain and Jianzong both expressed their opinions, the Daoist sects of each family changed their delegation structure again. The orthodox sects who had some reservations at the beginning all selected the ones under the age of thirty-five. the tallest man.

Moreover, the monks from various sects who were scheduled to come one day earlier have already arrived ahead of time.

Several young girls from the investigation team were already sitting beside Wang Sheng. They were responsible for explaining when the conference would start and the specific procedures of the conference.

Since yesterday, 18 referees have also arrived here one after another. The 18 referees are expected to gather in the afternoon and start discussing the various rules of the fighting method competition at the Immortal Dao Conference.

Because it was the first conference, all the rules had to be re-established, and Wang Sheng, the 'executive leader of the referee team', naturally had to attend and make written records.

Said to be the leader of the executive team, his seniority is too low, and he can only serve as a lubricant between the Taoist chiefs...

At noon, Wang Sheng had some free time, and was preparing to draft some rules and plans, in case a Taoist leader called his name in the afternoon, and he couldn't answer someone who lost his master.

He had just written a few words here when he heard a commotion in the forest below the mountain. Before he could look up, he had already heard the familiar shout...

"Brother Sheng! You have no heart, Brother Sheng! I'm so hurt that you don't even bother to visit me!"

But it is from the nearest Longhu Mountain that Daocheng has arrived.