The First Sword of the Earth

After the finger, the box also started to look strange?

At noon the next day, except for the three young apprentices who hadn't formally started, and Chi Wen who went down the mountain to order clothes for the three young apprentices, all the people in charge of the Chunyang Sword Sect and those who made up the numbers were all brought into the hall by Qing Yanzi .

Wang Sheng took the square box handed over by the master, closed his eyes and felt it carefully, and opened his eyes after more than ten minutes, "There is indeed a ripple."

With a sound of the sword, the Spiritless Sword flew out of the Qiankun Ring by itself and landed in Wang Sheng's hand, while the three-inch tall Yaoyun Fairy stood on Wang Sheng's shoulder, watching the box.

This is Chunyangzi's 'relic'. First, the abnormality of that finger, and then the condition of this box, has to make people imagine.

"Master, I thought about it all night last night," Qing Yanzi couldn't restrain his joy, "Could it be that our ancestor is still alive? This box has never had such a reaction before.

The patriarch was able to accurately send the bronze box back to the earth. The box itself must be not simple. Could there be some kind of connection with our patriarch? "

"I'll do it," the senior sister murmured beside her, then quickly formed a seal with both hands, and then pointed the sword finger of her right hand to her forehead.

Wang Sheng, Qing Yanzi, as well as Xi Lian and Jing Yun sitting next to them all watched Mu Wanxuan.

After a few minutes of silence...

Mu Wanxuan exhaled, then shook her head and said, "No."

"You just used the Sushenshen Seal that can only be casted by Jinxian," Yao Yun said softly, "At this time, the cultivation level is too low to be used, so don't use these spells lightly in the view of Mengxiantai, otherwise It’s easy to go mad.”

The senior sister smiled awkwardly and nodded slightly.

Wang Sheng tried to inject a small amount of pure Yang mana, and the bronze box was slowly opened, inside was the finger of unknown origin and the thin paper.

Taking out these few things, Wang Sheng felt it again, and found that it was indeed the Taoist rhyme emanating from the box itself.

Wang Sheng couldn't help asking: "Master, is it true that it was there before but we didn't find it?"

"It's unlikely. Over the years, I have inspected this object for my teacher no less than a thousand times. This is the first time that this bronze box is found to be abnormal."

When Qing Yanzi said this, all the people present were in trouble,

Yao Yun also directly landed on the box, studying something carefully.

After studying for a long time, Yao Yun said: "What a mysterious restriction, it should not be from the hands of Chunyangzi, as far as I know, the level of Chunyangzi's crafting can't reach such a level, but on top of it at this time The aura that is exuding indeed belongs to Chun Yangzi."

"Xiao Sheng, why don't you invite Master Huai Jing to study this matter together."

When Qing Yanzi said this suddenly, Wang Sheng couldn't help being stunned for a moment, why should he be surprised by this matter?

But Wang Sheng had to respect Master's order, so he immediately called Huai Jing, asked him to find out that he was playing games, and then invited him to come over for tea and discuss something.

Looking at the second apprentice who directly greeted Lord Luo Han's reincarnation, Qing Yanzi hesitated to speak, but Wang Xiaomiao clasped his hands together and said "Please", Qing Yanzi could only smile lightly and didn't say much.

Yao Yun stared at that finger for a while, and murmured: "I still feel that this breath is somewhat familiar, but why can't I remember who this breath originally belonged to?"

When the Heavenly Court was at its peak, there were too many immortals, so Yao Yun didn't bother with it too much, and continued to study the patterns on the bronze square box.

More than ten minutes later, Huai Jing came in a hurry stepping on a purple gold bowl. Wang Sheng greeted the doorman guarding the mountain in advance, and naturally entered the Chunyang Hall unimpeded.

As a result, the number of frowning people in the hall increased from five people, one fox and one spirit, to six people, one fox and one spirit.

Huai Jing is also puzzling, but still provides a relatively clear timeline.

"According to what our old Buddhist monk said, the first tough battle in the Heavenly Court's counterattack was when we rushed out of the Immortal Forbidden Land. that battle.

As a result of the battle, our side won, and His Royal Highness Yao Yun should have some memories of this. "

Yao Yun, who was studying the restrictions inside the bronze box, let out an 'hmm'.

Huai Jing continued: "Afterwards, in order to divert the opponent's attention and break through quickly, the Heavenly Court quickly left the battlefield in the Immortal Forbidden Land area and hid the entrance and exit of the Immortal Forbidden Land.

Emperor Ziwei led the immortals in the heavens to fight for tens of thousands of years, and established a new force in the endless starry sky, and the heavenly gods scattered in the endless starry sky and the fairy world quickly gathered together.

This actually caught the opponent by surprise, and the various clans that broke through the Heavenly Court were also busy competing for territory, and there was a disagreement, so they couldn't gather the army at the first time.

But when these alien races found out that the old part of the Heavenly Court had threatened their existence, they joined forces again and used all their masters to force the old part of the Heavenly Court led by Emperor Ziwei to a dead end.

At this time, there is Chunyangzi... The senior sent this box back, and asked his disciples and grandchildren pessimistically not to mention matters related to the heavens, otherwise the world will be enemies..."

"Master," Wang Xiaomiao blinked, "please tell me something we don't know."

Huai Jing smiled wryly, "The little monk actually only knows this, but no one knows the outcome of the final battle in the old part of the Heavenly Court.

But from now on, the square box suddenly responded, and two possibilities cannot be ruled out.

First, Senior Chunyangzi is not dead, and he is telling us something in a certain way, or he wants to take back something in it;

Second, senior Chunyangzi has fallen, and this square box has changed due to other things. "

Wang Sheng said with a smile: "What you say is well-founded, and the analysis is very comprehensive, but there is no constructive opinion."

"No, brother, Master Huai Jing seems to have mentioned the key point," Wang Xiaomiao lowered her head in deep thought, and was about to speak, when Huai Jing skillfully took out a few pieces of white paper and a ballpoint pen from her sleeve, and handed them to her.

Xiao Miao thanked her, and began to draw a square frame with her head down.

Wang Daochang blinked, looked at this, looked at that, and saw his sister writing and drawing there.

what's the situation?

Snapped!

Wang Xiaomiao quickly smashed the ballpoint pen on the table, her eyes lit up, and she looked at her brother.

"Using the method of analyzing variables, we can easily find two possibilities... Shall we directly talk about the verification method?"

"Well," Qing Yanzi said seriously, "Xiao Miao just say it directly."

"Brother, go over there and offer incense and kowtow," Wang Xiaomiao pointed to Chunyangzi's stone sculpture, "You must be sincere, with deep yearning and awe for your ancestor."

Wang Sheng stared at his younger sister with a dazed expression, and scolded in a low voice, "Xiao Miao, don't mess around."

Wang Xiaomiao pursed her lips, "Sure enough, I still need to talk more... Let's assume that the strangeness of the box is related to Grandfather Chunyangzi, that is to say, assuming that Grandfather Chunyangzi is not dead.

The head said that the box is an abnormality that has appeared in the past few days, to be precise, it was an abnormality that appeared last night.

The first possibility is that this timing is purely coincidental, and it may not be necessary to discuss it, because the discussion will not produce any results.

So let's review what happened yesterday?

First, to establish a sect; second, to accept new disciples; third, to use the phantom array set up by my master; fourth, many Taoist priests came to observe the ceremony.

Then, what is really related to Chunyangzi Patriarch? The opening ceremony of the mountain, worshiping the ancestors. "

Wang Sheng didn't keep up with his younger sister's train of thought, "There should be other factors..."

"Brother, you can sum it up carefully. In fact, it's just these four points, and among these four points, the only one that can be related to Patriarch Chunyang is the incense that the previous head, senior sister, and you, the elder brother, once used. over the head."

Wang Xiaomiao had already stood up, pointed to the stone statue over there, and continued: "The Institute of Taoism discovered the influence of incense on my master many years ago. My master's remnant spirit can be revived. It’s related to the festival worship.”

Yao Yun flew out of the bronze square box, and nodded slightly.

Wang Xiaomiao continued: "Then let's expand our thinking and have a second possibility.

Through the power of incense produced by the worship here, or the mysterious channel for transporting the power of incense, Patriarch Chunyang sensed the existence of the box he had back then, and the contents inside were very important to him, so he wanted to take it back Or remind us to seal it.

And the way to verify this possibility is also very simple, increase the incense, and try to see if you can really get in touch with the ancestor Chunyangzi through this method.

If the second possibility is verified, it can also prove our hypothesis... Patriarch Chunyang is still alive. "

Wang Sheng couldn't help frowning when he heard the words, and suddenly remembered the first time he met Yao Yun.

That time when the senior sister made sacrifices to the image of the god, a ray of incense power was triggered. Wang Sheng really sensed this power of incense at that time, and this also alarmed the sleeping Yao Yun...

Considering this way, my sister's inference is very reasonable, and it is worth a try.

At that moment, Wang Sheng got up and went straight to the main hall, lit three sticks of incense, and bowed down to the stone statue of the Patriarch.

"It's not enough," Wang Xiaomiao said, "We need to try more..."

"Xiaoxuan, come with me as a teacher."

Qing Yanzi said in a deep voice, and the senior sister who hadn't figured out what happened immediately got up, and went there to offer incense and pay homage.

Soon, Xilian and Jingyun also came forward to offer incense, and the six disciples in the door were also called to offer incense to the patriarch.

After being busy for a while, smoke billowed up in the hall, and Wang Sheng and Qing Yanzi carefully felt the changes in the box...

The pure Yang Dao rhyme on it became a little more obvious, but it quickly faded away.

Qing Yanzi said happily: "It's almost the same as last night! That's it! The patriarch is really still there!"

Yao Yun also immediately landed on the box, feeling it quietly, then raised her head to look at Wang Sheng, her starry eyes trembling slightly.

Qing Yanzi hurriedly said: "Xiao Miao, what should I do next?"

"It depends on how the sect master handles it," Wang Xiaomiao said in a low voice, "The fairy finger inside, my master mentioned it to me before, it is very likely that this is the only thing left by the sweetheart of Patriarch Chunyang.

And when faced with a desperate situation again, he did not forget to send this finger back together with the peerless inheritance of the Ziwei Heavenly Sword.

If Patriarch Chunyang has not fallen, then he should really want this finger to return to him...

Maybe, as our side continues to worship, the ancestor has a way to take back this box, just like putting this box back in the past. "

Qing Yanzi couldn't help but startled when he heard the words, and then fell into deep thought.

Wang Sheng saw that the incense he had put on over there had burned out, so he added three more. When he came back, he felt carefully that the pure Yang Dao rhyme had indeed strengthened a little.

The mystery of this is really unpredictable and quite magical.

But even more amazing is...

"Not bad, Xiao Miao," Wang Daochang raised his hand and rubbed Wang Xiaomiao's short hair, "Those two years of 'May Three' were not in vain, should I start learning some advanced mathematics now?"

The corner of Wang Xiaomiao's mouth twitched, and then she let out a fake cry, and rushed towards the senior sister.

Finding a backer is also a technical job.

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