The First Sword of the Earth

"The harmony of yin and yang is the beginning of Taoism.

This is a sentence at the back of our Chunyang Immortal Art. Those chapters should be the practice after becoming an immortal. Although I can understand it at this time, I can't understand the mystery.

The dao rhyme contained in this finger seems to be the way of pure yin, and it seems to be incompatible with the way of pure yang of our ancestor, but in fact it is complementary. "

Qing Yanzi's face was a little gloomy, "Our patriarch left this finger, maybe it was because the owner of the finger was gone, only this little bit remains..."

Wang Daochang's hairs stood on end, Master's deduction was reasonable, but this matter sounded a little scary.

Even if you keep a souvenir, how can you keep your fingers directly?

"Master, what does this glow mean?"

"Experience it more carefully," Qing Yanzi said with a restrained smile and a serious face.

Wang Sheng pinched the fairy finger, felt it carefully, and after being silent for half a minute, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, "It's trying to break free? Although the strength is very weak, it really wants to fly in a certain direction!"

"That's right," Qing Yanzi said, "this finger happened half a year ago.

On the bright side, this may be a certain celestial being who has experienced unimaginable disasters and is recovering his physical body, thus calling for this finger.

On the downside, the one calling for this finger might be the enemy of heaven. "

Wang Sheng couldn't help but worry a little, "Then Master, what if the other party comes here?"

"This is what I'm worried about for the teacher." Qing Yanzi took the finger, "I took this object to the research institute for analysis before, but there was no result, so I wanted to wait for you to come back and ask Fairy Yaoyun."

"Master, wait a moment," Wang Sheng thought, and the Wuling Sword that was beside Wang Xiaomiao flew back to him in a blink of an eye.

The three-inch tall little sword spirit also stood on the hilt, staring at the finger in Wang Sheng's hand.

More than ten seconds later, Yao Yun said something softly, and Wang Sheng and Qing Yanzi heaved a sigh of relief at the same time.

"I am somewhat familiar with this breath. It should be the remnant body of a heavenly immortal. Why is it on your side?"

"Grandfather's collection,

"Wang Sheng replied like this.

The corner of Yao Yun's mouth twitched slightly, and he said calmly, "If your patriarch did such a thing, you don't need to make a fuss. But, why does this remnant body still have immortal light?"

"This happened half a year ago."

"half year ago……"

Yao Yun stood on the hilt of the sword and thought for a while, before speaking after three to five minutes: "It took half a year for all the immortals in the heaven to leave this world and arrive at the exit of the Immortal Forbidden Land.

I was thinking, what is the inner connection here. "

Wang Sheng asked back: "Could it be that a fairy had entered the Immortal Forbidden Land half a year ago and was looking for the earth?"

"It's not like," Qing Yanzi said, "As the fairy said, if a large army is deployed, it will take half a year to get out of the entrance and exit of the Immortal Forbidden Land from here, but if a master like Taiyi Jinxian flies alone, I'm afraid it will take half a year to get out of the entrance and exit of the Immortal Forbidden Land. It will be here in less than half a year."

"That's true," Yao Yun nodded slowly, and said, "Whether it's an enemy or a friend, I have a large formation here to isolate the breath.

If the connection between this remnant body and the immortals outside can be blocked, and there is a large array of guardians outside the earth, then one can sit back and relax for the time being.

Later, when you build the Zongmen Hall and enshrine this object in it, I will use the method of sealing. "

Wang Sheng and Qing Yanzi pondered a few times, and the master and apprentice nodded in agreement at the same time.

As Yao Yun said, when you are not sure whether it is a good thing or a bad thing, you should seal it up first.

"Cultivate quickly," Yao Yun glanced at Wang Sheng, then got back into the Wuling Sword, and controlled the Wuling Sword to fly back to Wang Xiaomiao.

Qing Yanzi smiled and said, "It's really nice to have a sword spirit."

Wang Sheng recruited a glass of wine, whoever drank it all at once, watched the master put away the fairy finger, put it back into the box, and sealed the box with layers of mana...

If this is really an immortal finger, the owner of the pure yin power is very likely to be a heavenly immortal, and it may be able to answer the questions in the hearts of countless monks in the earth's monastic world.

Heaven, will it be destroyed?

"Brother, are you here to play cards? We need someone!"

Qing Yanzi waved his hand, Wang Sheng agreed with a smile, jumped up from the side of the master, and walked to the group that had already sat around by the stream.

Qing Yanzi was playing with the bronze square box in his hand, whether he was looking at the sky, with a little thought in his eyes.

In fact, there is a saying that Qing Yanzi didn't tell his apprentice.

He made up the phrase 'Yin and Yang help each other, the beginning of Taoism'. There is no such sentence in the Chunyang Immortal Art, but he is afraid that Wang Sheng will affect his cultivation state of mind because of this matter.

The pressure that Wang Sheng gradually felt at this time, Qing Yanzi also experienced in the early years.

Before reaching the earth's monastic world, there will be an inexplicable pressure, and they will worry about the future safety of the earth's monastic world; after knowing the history of the heavenly court, they will always worry about the powerful enemies of the heavenly court to destroy the earth.

If you were an ordinary monk, you could say, "The tallest man will carry it when the sky falls", how can you comfort yourself when you become the tallest individual?

Qing Yanzi thought about how he could help his disciples relieve this pressure, but after much deliberation, there was no good way.

"Forget it, it's useless to think too much."

Not to mention that Daoist raised his head to drink, and watched the bustling scene by the stream; looking at Junior Sister Jingyun, although she has always maintained a calm and peaceful atmosphere, she can mingle and play with young people, Qing Yanzi is also a little envious .

Having said that, I will be a decent head in the future anyway, and I still have to maintain my majesty.

After hiccupping, Qing Yanzi brought another glass of fine wine, and sipped it carefully between his lips and teeth.

"This wine..."

Based on his many years of wine tasting experience, Pangbo's knowledge of liquor, and his vision far higher than that of ordinary monks, he has been in the top "dao banquet" in the monastic world all the year round. At this time, he couldn't help admiring:

"It's good, not too much."

Monk Huai Jing who was drawing cards by the stream suddenly narrowed his eyes with a smile, feeling a little complacent.

...

At noon the next day, after the drunk people woke up last night, Chi Wen and Wang Xiaomiao volunteered to clean up the trash and tidy up the tent, using this place as the temporary residence of the Chunyang Sword Sect.

Others continued to return to the top of the mountain to catch up with work, striving to top off the main hall today, and finish all the buildings within a week!

Their morale is good, and with the addition of Xi Lian as a new force, they have enough manpower...

A cultivator in the Tianfu realm is equivalent to a crane, and a master in the fairyland is equivalent to the labor force of a large construction team.

But the plan couldn't keep up with the changes, because several people began to "keep improving", and the construction period began to be extended continuously. The work that could be done in a week was abruptly busy for a month.

Speaking of the main hall alone, after the construction is completed, it is necessary to start painting the walls, laying the floor, and hanging the ceiling...

Qing Yanzi took out all the family assets he had accumulated for many years, filled one wall with antique calligraphy and paintings, and put a bookshelf in the corner, making an elegant reception area.

The ancients used to say "carving beams and painting pillars". Compared with moving stones to build walls, these delicate tasks are more exhausting for several monks.

Mu Wanxuan Xiaoxiu showed her fine brushwork, and drew a picture of immortals landing on the moon on the top of the hall, and Qing Yanzi wrote two sentences:

The starlight reflects the sea of ​​clouds, and the immortal chases the moon.

Monk Huai Jing also brought some futons and wooden chairs to his own Tianlong Temple. They are all useful decorations, and they seem to be old, so it is not possible to use new objects to make people laugh at the sect's lack of foundation.

The work of painting the walls fell on Jingyun. Taoist Jingyun was meticulous in his work, and he also practiced a technique similar to the artistic conception of water. When he brushed, it seemed to be dancing, beautiful and efficient.

Wang Sheng's task is heavier.

A white stone railing was built in front of the hall, and relying on his exquisite swordsmanship, he made some reliefs on the railing; in addition, he also completed the carving work in the hall.

Who made him have outstanding swordsmanship, and he has an inherent advantage in doing this kind of thing...

Of course Wulingjian dare not use it in this kind of place, otherwise Yaoyun would lose his temper; the sharpness of Feixia sword is enough.

After finishing all this work, Wang Sheng will work with his master to sort out the various layouts of the square outside the hall. Two corridors are planned around the main hall, and there is also a carving of a giant sword in front of the hall.

But these are not in a hurry, and can be done slowly after the first batch of apprentices grow up.

Of course, Wang Sheng's most important task is to make a decent stone sculpture for Grand Master as soon as possible and place it in the main hall.

Then Wang Daochang thought about it. He searched the stone sculpture yards within a thousand miles, found a finished sculpture ordered by other Daocheng, and visited this medium-sized Daocheng himself.

Hundreds of monks from all over the family were a bit confused when they saw Wang Sheng visit.

When they learned that Jianxiu Feiyu wanted to buy the statue of the Patriarch that their family ordered half a year ago, they immediately said that they could not sell it!

deliver!

Must send!

In addition to sending the stone statue, this Taoist inheritance also sent two elders to follow the whole process, and invited several craftsmen to start work at the same time, smoothing the face of their ancestors on the stone statue and replacing it with Chun Yangzi's face in the British drama. An elder also strongly asked them to carry it and personally send it to the place designated by Taoist Wang.

Naturally, Wang Sheng declined politely, and he couldn't take them for nothing, so he took two healing elixir and sent them to the Daoist family.

The value of the two sides is not equal, these two elixirs are two lives, but apart from these elixirs, Wang Sheng really has nothing to give away.

When the jade statue was moved back to the Sword Sect and placed on the stone pedestal in the main hall, the whole main hall seemed to have a god, and every arrangement seemed to come alive.

Qing Yanzi couldn't help asking: "How did you do it in such a short time, Xiaosheng?"

Wang Sheng smiled lightly, flicked his sleeves and went outside the hall to continue moving bricks, hiding his achievements and fame.

Not long after, Chi Wen brought Xiao Miao also to visit the 'Jade Statue' of Chunyang Patriarch, and Wang Xiaomiao told the truth: "Why does the face of this sculpture feel a little concave inward?"

Several people observed carefully for a while, and Qing Yanzi casually threw a cloud of mist on the head of the stone statue.

"It's inconvenient to reveal the true face of the patriarch, that's all."

Wang Sheng outside the hall heaved a sigh of relief, and continued to work hard.

A month later, the appearance of the peak changed drastically. Several halls stood on the peak, and several exquisite attics were dotted among them, which faintly implied a certain formation.

Qingyanzi set up spirit-gathering formations everywhere, the senior sister took care of the flowers and plants, Daoist Jingyun also played with a lot of bonsai and stone carvings, while Wang Sheng and Huai Jing stood shirtless on the edge of a cliff. Shanmen stone archway.

A Dao Cheng full of artistic atmosphere is roughly completed.

Then, Qing Yanzi took a stone tablet that he had prepared for a long time. The stone tablet was five meters high and stood in front of the mountain gate. There was a sword engraved on the back, and four large characters were written in ancient seal on the front:

Pure Yang Sword Sect.

"So, it's time to prepare for the apprenticeship... Xiaosheng, where is Xiaoxuan?"

"The disciple is here!"

Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan agreed in unison, and stood behind the master to listen to the training.

"Broadcast invitations, the two of you will come to the door in person, and invite the successors of the Taoist sect to come and watch the ceremony."

"yes!"

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