The First Sword of the Earth

Hearing that Wulingjian just came back to see him off, and that a heavenly princess from Yaoyun was treated as a little carrier pigeon, the senior sister was relieved at first, and then there was a burst of 'abstract emoticons' complaining.

Half a day later, a total of more than 20 Taoists and priests arrived at the Chunyang Sword Sect, sat on the ground in the Chunyang Hall, and circulated the map drawn by Wang Sheng.

In the corner beside him, Yao Yun, who had transformed into an ordinary person, was teaching Wang Xiaomiao's skills, checking whether Wang Xiaomiao's practice in the past few years had fallen, and passing on some immortal techniques to his apprentices.

As for the principles of being a human being and the principles of doing things, there is no need to worry too much with Qing Yanzi helping to teach them.

The senior sister was looking at the simple family letter, she was a little dazed there, and the paper was slightly wrinkled by her.

Xi Lian folded her arms and stood leaning against the wall, her eyes showed a bit of hesitation and thought.

Qingyu, Mo Yu, and Jiyu stood aside and listened to the elder sister's orders, and they did all the work of serving tea and water.

"Hua Qing, look at these."

Yao Yun said softly, and performed a complicated formula with both hands, a stream of light slowly unfolded in front of several people, but it was the situation of Wang Sheng writing a family letter there.

He wrote a lot and sat at the table all night. Although the night on the star was a bit short, it can be seen from the three letters he wrote home and the densely packed small characters on the letters that he had endless words I want to confide to my parents, younger sister, teachers, relatives and friends, and senior sisters.

But at the end of the writing, I may have remembered that men can't be so sentimental and should be stronger;

Or it may be that I realized that I revealed some bad emotions between the lines;

Or, he simply felt that writing such long-winded family letters did not match his identity as the second disciple of the Chunyang Sword Sect... So he shook his head and chuckled, put away these family letters, spread out the paper, and wrote those eight words.

It's enough to report peace.

"Master," Wang Xiaomiao's eyes were a little red, "My brother has been outside for hundreds of years, has it been hard?"

"Well," Yao Yun nodded lightly, "he has been trapped in a dangerous place to practice, and he has been unable to hold on to collapse several times. After all, his practice time is too short, and he has been trapped in a place for so long. The mind can't adapt naturally.

It was also extremely dangerous when he got out of trouble, but luckily he got out of danger safely. Now he is concentrating on cultivating in a good environment, and he wants to understand the way of immortality.

Step into a real wonderland. "

As soon as Yao Yun's words fell, the discussions in the hall stopped abruptly...

Mu Wanxuan whispered, "I'll go!"

Whispering language on the side quickly said angrily: "Senior sister, this is vulgar language."

"I," Mu Wanxuan bit her lower lip, breathed a sigh of relief, trying to speak as concisely as possible, trying to fully express her thoughts, "outside."

She had already made up her mind to find her junior brother.

Thinking of my junior brother being trapped by that wind gate for hundreds of years, and still in a place full of blood and filth, my senior sister's tender heart... is full of killing intent.

Although it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, she still has to go outside to practice, so that she can break into the fairyland as soon as possible and overthrow this Laoshizi Tianfengmen as soon as possible!

Here, Xi Lian and Wang Xiaomiao persuaded the senior sister to think twice, after all, outside the Immortal Forbidden Land is a somewhat chaotic ancient battlefield, and Wang Sheng would not want Mu Wanxuan to take risks.

On the other hand, when it was heard that Wang Sheng had already started to attack the Realm of Wonderland, a group of Taoists also...

His face was complicated and he was speechless.

Compared with the cultivation world before Wang Sheng left, the strength of the current monastic world has not improved much. After all, only six or seven years have passed.

The 'efficacy' of a hundred times the speed of time is so impactful, which provoked the idea of ​​going out to find a place to practice in the minds of these Taoist masters.

But these Taoist masters also understand the crux of the matter, and most of them just twist these thoughts away.

"Actually, if you think about it carefully, if you give us five hundred years, we can pat our chests and say that we will become immortals?" The old celestial master stroked his beard and sighed, "It's beyond the reach of the heavens, which is beyond the reach of you and me.

Now, Feiyu is the hope of the world of cultivation on Earth. Why don't we discuss whether to send someone to help Feiyu? Even if it doesn't help, we can do some errands. "

"Didn't Master Huai Jing take the two disciples, Longhushan and Maoshan, out?" Daoist Qinglong frowned, "Feiyu just got out of trouble, and they haven't met yet, so if we send people out again, it will be superfluous.

After all, the more people go out, the easier it is to expose Feiyu's whereabouts. The people we can send are only Nascent Soul, reborn, and crossing the tribulation. "

Qing Yanzi said: "Actually, we don't need to be too anxious to discuss these things. When Feiyu meets Master Huaijing and the others, it will be easier to contact us. Then we can discuss with Feiyu how to arrange it."

Master Yuanpu showed a slight smile, "We really shouldn't be too anxious to arrange these things, everything outside should be decided by Feiyu and the reincarnation of Arhat.

However, judging from the information marked on the map given by Feiyu, Feiyu should attack Tianfengmen next.

Maybe ten years later, thousands of years have passed outside, and this day the wind gate will really be destroyed by non-words. "

A Taoist master couldn't help complaining: "We, the so-called seniors, practice here with peace of mind, and let a child go out to work hard for the earth's Taoist community...you really can sit still!"

Qing Yanzi sighed with a smile, his eyes were a bit complicated, and he said: "That day when my Chunyang Sword Sect established a sect, it was beyond words that the world of Taoism on Earth was going to go out after all.

Nowadays, the world of monasticism has begun to have large and small conflicts with the world of ordinary people. The higher the monk's cultivation level, the more unstable factors he will bring to the world.

It's just that everything can be controlled now, so we don't have to worry too much. "

"I think," the old heavenly master pondered for a few moments, "we should take the initiative, and the impoverished man of Feiyu understands better, he doesn't like to tell others about his difficulties.

Perhaps, he really needs help now.

There are more than 30 people in the Moon Palace's Tuofan Pool at this time. They sacrificed their own way of cultivation and wanted to quickly reach Feixianland, but after thinking about it carefully, we all fell into a misunderstanding.

Why not choose dozens of people to go outside the Immortal Forbidden Land first? Although their cultivation base is low, but the outside is a place where casual cultivators gather. Other monks can survive, why can't we survive? "

The Taoists fell into silence for a moment.

"What the old heavenly master said is reasonable," said Yuanpu Zhenren, "Pimpedao has long since stepped down as the head of the sect. He is living a quiet life in the mountains, so it is better to go outside for a while."

"However, non-language consent must be obtained for this matter."

"Pindao will hold a video conference inside the sect to pass on the position of sect master, and let's go outside to practice together!"

"Everyone, everyone..."

Qing Yanzi quickly stood up and said, "This matter should not be hasty, even if we want to send someone out, it can't be our group of people.

Going out is a big deal, and maintaining the stability of Xianfan is even more important! "

All the Taoists immediately held their own opinions and continued to discuss. What they decided was the future path for the Earth Cultivation World. They couldn't make a decision just because their heads were hot, and they had to have detailed planning and arrangements.

In the corner, Mu Wanxuan successfully persuaded Wang Xiaomiao and Xiao Qingyu who advised her not to go out with her eyes.

Afterwards, the senior sister decided to go to visit her future in-laws together, and bring the news of the safety of the junior and younger brothers to these two happy mortals who are traveling around the world incognito.

Wang Xiaomiao hesitated for a while, but decided to take this opportunity to ask some doubts in her heart...

"Master, is my brother's cultivation speed too fast?"

"It's really too fast," Yao Yun said, "Even when the Heavenly Court is at its peak, it is really rare for a person to attack the real fairyland after hundreds of years.

However, he took every step very steadily, and he didn't use any pills or other shortcuts. He just went to realize the Tao and the Dao by himself.

If there is a reason for this, it is probably because he can always see the brilliance of his own way. "

Wang Xiaomiao blinked, "Then is my brother a genius?"

Yao Yun frowned immediately, and understood what his clever disciple was talking about.

Thinking about it carefully, it's really a bit strange; Wang Sheng didn't show any natural talents at first, so he had good understanding, but his understanding was worse than Mu Wanxuan's.

Wang Xiaomiao said in a low voice: "My brother cultivates the Tao, and he feels that apart from his own condition being not good sometimes, there is no bottleneck at all...Master, is my brother the reincarnation of a fairy?"

"No," Yao Yun shook his head and replied.

"Maybe it's because of luck," Xi Lian said softly from the side, "Didn't Master Huai Jing say that Xiao Feiyu has inherited part of the luck from Heaven."

Yao Yun also said: "It should be so."

Wang Xiaomiao pursed her lips and pondered a few times, "Master, can this disciple ask a question that is less marginal?"

"Naturally," Yao Yun's smile rarely showed a little tenderness, "Just ask."

Wang Xiaomiao said seriously: "I often hear people say, 'one day in the sky, one year on the earth', but now the relationship between our earth and the forbidden land is reversed, one day on the earth, one hundred days outside.

Is there any intrinsic connection here?

Does this sentence that has been circulating in the Great Hua Kingdom really indicate something?

Or is there really a saying that one day in the fairyland and one year in the endless starry sky?

Master, Master, are you listening? "

Yao Yun shook his head, his face became a little harsh: "Cultivate well, don't always think about these illusory things, the flow of time in the three realms is the same, but this place is a bit special...

Well, there are some things that your brother will answer for you in the future. "

"True or not?" Wang Xiaomiao blinked her eyes, somewhat confused about what her master's answer meant.

Are you saying that my brother knows the answer to my question, or will I let myself go to my brother to find the answer in the future?

These two understandings have two completely different meanings.

All the Taoists are still discussing the matter of selecting people to go out, and a big event has also begun to be discussed in the corner...

Mu Wanxuan is going outside the Immortal Forbidden Land, who should be in charge of the opening of the Little Immortal Realm.

Yaoyun looked at Xilian, and said calmly: "It's all up to her to decide."

"Me?" Xi Lian blinked slightly, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid this is not appropriate, and, your highness, do you trust me so much as a demon cultivator?"

"He believed in you."

Xilian immediately suppressed her smile, and nodded slowly in agreement.

...

"According to the days, Yao Yun should have arrived safely."

In the quiet room, Wang Sheng stood up, swept his spiritual sense everywhere, and found that the small courtyard was stable and there was nothing unusual.

Pushing the door open, I still had some confused perceptions in my heart, the Immortality of the True Spirit is really not that easy to comprehend, and the disadvantages of a younger age of cultivating Taoism and a slight lack of accumulation are also revealed at this time.

He spent 300 middle-grade fairy stones to buy this small courtyard; in order not to attract the attention of others, he went to catch bugs twice and sold them at a good price. Set up a stall for fun.

It has been more than forty years since Wulingjian left.

The battle on Feng Mo Xing has not yet subsided, and several great immortal sects on the Thirteen Stars of the ancient battlefield have used this place as a place of wrestling. There have been dozens of battles, large and small, and each has suffered some casualties.

At this moment alone, there should be eight or nine celestial beings on Fengmo Star, belonging to different sects.

Walking into the courtyard, looking at the unknown fairy tree he planted more than ten years ago, Wang Daochang was a little lost in thought.

Afterwards, he murmured something in a low voice, inadvertently revealing the pure and beautiful wish in his heart.

"I don't know if Yaoyun will bring back some nuclear bombs or something."