The First Sword of the Earth

Chapter 366 The War Has Not Ended

'In the misty mountains and clouds, see Gong Yu; in the green bamboo forest, return to peace of mind. '

who is singing

And this tune is hard to appreciate; I always feel that it is between out of tune and out of tune, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

Wang Sheng tried to 'open his eyes' and found that he was in the darkness. He looked up in the direction of the singing, but saw a lake above his head, as if he was on his head and feet.

There was a small boat floating in the lake, and at the prow stood a man wearing brocade robes whose face could not be seen clearly.

Inexplicably, a name rose from the bottom of my heart, Dijun Ziwei.

He tried his best to turn around and take a closer look at the man who created "Ziwei Tianjian", but no matter how hard he tried, he was 'hanging upside down' above the lake.

The lake began to be swallowed by darkness, and the figure on the lake seemed to have spotted Wang Sheng, with his hands behind his back, his head raised, and a slight smile appeared on his blurred face.

He opened his mouth slowly, Wang Sheng didn't hear any voice, but a faint thought appeared in his heart.

Having communicated with Yaoyun through thoughts for a long time, Wang Sheng is very familiar with this way of communication, and understood the words conveyed in the thoughts before they dissipated.

'...I never thought that there would be people still practicing this Ziwei Heavenly Sword. I never accepted a disciple in my life, so I thought my Dao inheritance would be lost.

You are fine, when your Ziwei Heavenly Sword is consummated, you can find other dao marks left by me, which may be helpful for your cultivation.

I have devoted half of my life to this cultivation method, don't let it be lost, the successor of Chunyang...'

'Emperor! ’ Wang Sheng shouted from the bottom of his heart, but the darkness had swallowed up the lake and the boat, and the man whose face could not be seen clearly was also wrapped in darkness...

Wang Sheng still asked in his heart: 'Where is the Heavenly Court now? '

However, before the figure was swallowed by the darkness, it just smiled; there seemed to be many meanings in the smile, and it seemed to be just a simple feeling of relief.

In the darkness, Wang Sheng stood there feeling lost, a pull force was pulling his 'body' forward.

The traction is getting stronger and stronger,

Wang Sheng 'flyed' faster and faster, suddenly there was a faint white light flickering in front of him, and in a blink of an eye, countless stars rushed towards his face!

Wang Sheng crashed headlong into this endless sea of ​​stars...

The next moment, the consciousness returned to the Nascent Soul, and with a thought, Wang Sheng quickly began to look inside himself.

Tianfu has regained a little light, and the sea of ​​​​qi began to rotate again. Although the mana is only one-tenth of his heyday, although Yuan Ying is still a little tired, he has recovered a little 'spirit' at this time.

The repeated vicious battles really made him a little overdrawn, and at this time he had recovered a little vitality.

Afterwards, Wang Sheng felt the sense of 'emptiness' emanating from his bones, like the hunger that mortals feel when they haven't eaten for a few days.

He began to try to absorb the vitality, and the rich vitality around him poured into his body like a river.

A sense of satisfaction and joy arises spontaneously.

Dao Mark...

"Dao mark? What is that?"

Wang Sheng murmured, this time he really opened his eyes, and what he saw was the continuous mountains and snow peaks.

He was sitting cross-legged at this time, his Taoist body absorbing vitality by itself, and recovering his own cultivation;

Wang Sheng looked to the side, and the senior sister was sitting cross-legged beside him, and seemed to have fallen into a state of meditation at this moment.

"Brother! How are you feeling?"

Wang Xiaomiao yelled in surprise, and leaned over from the other side, and put her little hand on Wang Sheng's forehead.

Wang Sheng was a little embarrassed. When he woke up, the first thing he saw was his senior sister, and his own sister didn't even notice.

When Xiao Miao yelled, Mu Wanxuan immediately opened her eyes, turned her head to look at Wang Sheng, her bright starry eyes were full of surprises, and then... another small hand pressed on the head of Daoist Wang...

By the way, did he just have a high fever or something?

Expressing concern and other body language, you don't have to feel the temperature of his forehead...

"Senior sister, I'm fine, I've almost recovered."

"Mn," Mu Wanxuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then gently brushed her small hand across Wang Daochang's cheek, her eyes were full of tenderness.

Wang Sheng responded quickly, his eyes full of affection.

If it wasn't for Master's dry cough coming from behind, Wang Sheng could also feel a few hidden and powerful auras behind him, and this pair of seniors and brothers might automatically ignore Wang Xiaomiao's existence, and couldn't help feeling here ...

Wang Xiaomiao rolled her eyes, feeling tired for a while, unable to complain.

Mu Wanxuan quickly retracted her small hand, blinked at Wang Sheng, then closed her eyes, pretending that she was practicing.

Wang Sheng got up quickly, turned his head to face the master and several Taoists standing on the snowdrift beside him, and honestly cupped his hands and made a bow.

"Disciple Wang Sheng, pay homage to Master and seniors."

The old celestial master smiled lightly and said: "There is no need to be too polite."

"Come over and talk," Qing Yanzi greeted with a smile. Wang Sheng picked up the Wuling Sword lying beside him, grabbed Wang Xiaomiao's arm, and dragged her over together. The Taoists looked familiar.

Wang Sheng walked to the side of several Taoist masters, only to realize that this is the top of Mount Okuili, and the town is at the foot of the mountain.

A formation was arranged on the top of the peak, absorbing the vitality of the world and converging here, and blocking the strong wind and cold current.

Walking up to several Taoist masters and looking down, you can see many figures in Taoist robes searching everywhere, and there are also many people coming in and out of the mountain, or gathering in some secluded places to meditate Practice.

At this time, just over four hours had passed since the end of the war.

The old heavenly master asked softly, "Is non-verbal injury a serious problem?"

Wang Sheng accepted the disciple's gift and replied: "It's not a serious problem, it's just that I lost my strength before, thank you for your concern, senior."

Daoist Qinglong laughed and sighed a few times beside him, "The back waves of the Yangtze River push forward the front waves, the green out of the blue is better than the blue.

Feiyu, with one person and one sword, you actually saved the lives of thousands of mortals in front of these foreign monsters, it is really admirable. "

Qing Yanzi saw that Wang Sheng didn't know how to answer, so he took the initiative to say: "Senior, don't praise him anymore, young man, his heart is unstable, and he can easily float to the sky."

Wang Sheng also took advantage of the opportunity to stagger the subject, asking what happened after he fell into a coma.

What surprised him a little was that all the priests here at this time were waiting for him to wake up because they were concerned about his injury...

Qing Yanzi briefly described the previous battle.

After paying the price of minor injuries to a few people, the Taoist strongest celestial group beheaded all the practitioners of the dark camp here, leaving no one behind.

Several Daoists who are good at doing things, based on humanitarian principles, carried out on-site salvation for these exterminated evil cultivators.

A Taoist priest felt that these corpses might be used by "corpse repairers", so several Taoist priests spent some mana to urge the "Xu·Samadhi True Fire" to let them dust to ashes, dust to dust, There is no residue left.

When Wang Sheng saw it, there was already a piece of black ground below...

"Where are the masters in the dark camp?" Wang Sheng couldn't help asking again, but he was worried about letting the tiger go back to the mountain.

"Don't worry, all of them have been eliminated," Qing Yanzi said, but then he paused and said, "That ancient prince named Galina is really capable, and it really cost us some tricks to get him kill her.

However, Senior Xilian left behind her soul, that is, a little bat. "

Wang Sheng frowned and said, "Master, why did Elder Sister keep that thing? Wouldn't it be better to just kill it?"

"It's natural to kill," Qing Yanzi said with a smile, "it's just that Senior Xilian said that we are the victor in this duel between the cultivation world and the cultivation world, and we can't let us go for nothing. He took the soul of this Prince Galina, and also took the souls of many vampire princes, dukes, marquises, etc. of the present generation.

Now, Senior Xi Lian is leading twenty or thirty people, preparing magic treasures for storage, searching and coughing everywhere, and moving the blood clan's property everywhere. "

Several black lines hung on Wang Sheng's forehead...

The dignified door...

Forget it, what Sister Xilian said is somewhat reasonable, let's consider these as spoils of war.

The Taoist masters nodded with smiles on their faces, obviously they all sent their disciples to follow the elder sister to make a fortune.

Xilian takes the big head, and it's not bad to share some soup and water among each family.

Immortal Meng Po has already gone back, she should not leave the small underworld for too long; even the gate of ghosts disappeared, and the great formation here also dissipated after the enemy was destroyed.

The thousands of hostages had already been taken away by the combat readiness team who rushed over from behind. At this time, they were gathering at a leased airport and embarked on their way home.

From the outbreak of the incident to the end of the incident when Dahua Kingdom successfully rescued "the vast majority of hostages" a few hours later, the power of Dahua Kingdom's monastic community has been completely established this time.

You Daoist made a comprehensive filming of the ensuing battle, and these videos were also released by Dahuaguo officials.

It is said that the scene is quite scary...

Qing Yanzi said: "The dark camp in the west has been seriously injured this time, and several seniors are discussing to use this opportunity to completely eradicate the dark camp.

The blood clan can't stay anymore, but the werewolf clan took the initiative to contact us, saying that they want to cooperate to eliminate the blood clan, but they haven't replied to them yet.

Next, you rest at ease to recuperate; we decided to divide into three teams and move in three directions to wipe out the foreign evil cultivators.

Xiaosheng, everyone is waiting for your opinion, what do you think? "

"Master, you can decide with your seniors," Wang Sheng pondered a few times, "These werewolves are not kind people, we don't need to talk to them, they can do whatever they want.

However, the disciple still has something to report. "

"Just say it."

"Miss Daier asked for help from the light camp several times, but the light camp was indifferent. I suggest that when targeting the dark camp this time, don't fall behind the light camp."

"That's right," Daoist Qinglong said coldly, "These self-proclaimed orthodox cultivators from abroad don't care about the great battle that is close at hand! It's not that they can't do anything, they must have some people who want my cultivation world and the dark camp to suffer Thoughts, the heart can be punished!"

The head of Maoshan said: "But after all, they also took up the word 'positive'. If we act rashly, I am afraid that it will... damage the international image of our Great China."

"Hehehe," the old celestial master of Longhu Mountain held his beard and smiled, and recited a mysterious Taoist scripture, "Virtue is self-pure and empty, and the essence of holy teaching. Whether it is hidden or obvious, it is simplicity and quality."

Immediately afterwards, the old celestial master said lightly, "The poor Taoists have talismans that hide their aura and produce some virtual images, and I will distribute them to the Taoist priests later.

Of course it won't work if you come in the open, so let's dress up a bit, and it's fine if you come in the dark. "

"The Heavenly Master's words are quite reasonable," Daoist Qinglong said with a smile, "My Sword Sect has a way to distinguish whether this person is riddled with evil or not, it's called 'Trying the Sword Heart Jue', and I can pass it on to you.

We still need to find some people with serious crimes and get rid of them. "

"You don't have to be so pedantic. To suppress them is to protect us. Although cultivators are not allowed to kill innocent people indiscriminately, these cultivators who are eyeing us don't have to be included in this list, and they deserve to die."

"Actually, there's no need to kill them, just abolish their cultivation, so we won't have any demons."

"That's a good proposal. They are indifferent to the troubles of the dark camp. What's the use of these people from the light camp to cultivate..."

"That's right, that's right, it's the master who abolished them."

On the side, Wang Sheng and Wang Xiaomiao watched these Taoist masters who got together and began to discuss the evil, black, and sap...

The foreheads of the brothers and sisters were covered with black lines, and they always felt that there was some beautiful longing. At this moment, they fell to the ground and were trampled on by cloth shoes, crushing them into pieces...