The First Sword of the Earth

This belated honeymoon...

On the top of the Immortal Palace, sitting with his senior sister in his arms watching the clouds rise and fall, and eating snacks similar to melon seeds that the senior sister pushed aside one by one, Wang Sheng felt satisfied from the bottom of his heart.

The trials and tribulations that I have experienced before seem to be worth mentioning.

He just wants time to stop here.

This month's focused practice has made both of them improve their cultivation bases, and the improvement is as great as Wang Sheng's hard work in the mountains for three to five years.

Chun Yangzi's set of secret books for fellow practitioners is really a treasure in the world.

After all, it was summed up by the patriarch little by little, so it is reasonable to be so powerful.

After three or five years of cultivating with his senior sister like this, Wang Sheng is sure to hit the Heavenly Wonderland.

But Wang Sheng also knows that this is just a means of assistance, and should not be used as the main one, otherwise his own way will be closely integrated with the way of life protection that his senior sister is majoring in at this time, and it will have a series of negative effects.

The most serious consequence is to let the Taoism be vain, after all, it is not a solid practice, and it is easy to leave fatal hidden dangers.

The chances of becoming obsessed are also quite high.

"Senior sister, I really want us to live here without any worries."

Wang Daochang said affectionately, Mu Wanxuan thought about it carefully, but shook her head seriously at Wang Sheng.

Daoist Wang said with a wry smile: "I know, I just said that, there are still many things we need to do, and as the only one who can fight on the earth now, I have to support this little broken ball."

Mu Wanxuan blinked, and realized that her junior seemed to have misunderstood something, and whispered: "There is no internet."

"Cough!" Wang Sheng didn't catch his breath, put his hand on his forehead, and couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

All right, according to my senior sister's request, I will continue to work hard, and after I get out of the current predicament, I will take my senior sister back to Earth to live for a while.

If Dijun Qinghua wants to go there together, that's fine, as long as Dijun doesn't practice the Way of Death on Earth, it's fine.

Uh, why does it feel like inviting a god of death to visit the earth...

"Senior sister, you said that if we have a child in the future, what name should we name the child?"

"Um……"

Mu Wanxuan pondered for a while, then waved her bare hands in front of her, made a 'sand table' out of white clouds, and raised her hand to write a few names on it.

Wang Sheng also laughed, picked up a pen and wrote down a few words, and studied with his senior sister for a while.

"Hmm!"

A dry cough came from the side, Wang Daochang and Mu Wanxuan turned their heads to look at the same time, the two hugging each other got up quickly, each tidying up their slightly messy robes.

Emperor Qinghua said with a smile: "Although you two have a good relationship, you should always observe your surroundings with your immortal sense. It's very easy to find others to plot against you."

Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan agreed, but there was no embarrassment.

Emperor Qinghua said: "Come along with me, I will help some old people in heaven to get rid of the five declines of heaven and man. This is also the time for you to gain the trust of these people."

"Yes, let the emperor bother."

Wang Sheng sighed in his heart, but he couldn't refuse.

After all, the big shots are cultivating themselves with all their heart at this time, even if it's just to respond to this attention, they have to work hard to perform.

At that moment, Emperor Qinghua drove the two of them to the northern part of the star.

Wang Sheng also called out Yao Yun, the thirteenth princess of the Heavenly Court, who is also a golden signboard facing the old part of the Heavenly Court.

"By the way, Feiyu, did Mr. Wenquxing tell you about our plan?"

"No," Wang Sheng wondered, "Didn't the golden cicada shed its shell?"

"It's just that the golden cicada escapes its shell, and it's still not enough to hide the truth...well, let Wenqu Xingjun tell you in detail later. He has made too many arrangements, and I can't explain it."

Emperor Qinghua chuckled, obviously in a good mood.

The four of them landed on an ice field, Wang Lingguan was already waiting here, leading the four of them into a huge ice crevasse.

Soon, they came to an ice cave made of thousands of years of black ice. This ice cave should have been dug out from the glacier star in the Northern Sky Territory and stuffed directly here.

It can be seen that the texture and color of some black ice are obviously different.

Walking inside, I soon saw a number of 'dead corpses'.

They were sealed in the profound ice, and they could sense a trace of vitality, and they were entwined with wisps of death energy.

Seeing this, Emperor Qinghua couldn't help showing pain on his face, and said in a low voice: "Why bother."

He passed away after suffering the same torture, knowing how terrible the five declines of heaven and man are; now these people have endured the torment of long years, but they gritted their teeth and refused to let themselves pass away.

If it weren't for their strong will to 'survive', they wouldn't be able to persist until now.

"Because of unwillingness and discontent," Wang Shan said in a low voice, "because they all wanted to fight for the Heavenly Court one more time, they have been waiting in the black ice, waiting for the opportunity to relieve the five declines of heaven and man."

Emperor Qinghua gave a long sigh, opened his left hand, and a little black light condensed in the palm.

All of a sudden, the place began to tremble slightly, wisps of black air flew out from these already inhuman bodies in the Xuanbing, fell into Qinghua Emperor's palm, and was directly absorbed by Qinghua Emperor.

The original power of the Dao of Death that has been hundreds of thousands of years old is also a rare 'precious medicine' for the emperor.

However, Emperor Qinghua had no time to worry about these things at this time, and said in a low voice: "Xiaoqing."

"Yes," Mu Wanxuan replied softly, knowing what she was going to do.

She took two steps forward, lightly drew two circles with both hands, pushed forward with her right hand, pressed her right arm with her left palm, wisps of aura turned into vitality, gushed out from her palm, and spread forward.

Wang Sheng also took the initiative to move forward, took out spirit stones with Yao Yun, and arranged them into small scattered spirit arrays, so that the place would soon be filled with spirit energy.

Soon, there were coughing sounds here, those humanoid bodies began to move, and weak shouts came from all over the ice cave.

"Are you saved..."

"The Five Decays of Heaven and Man... Has it been solved?"

"Is the heaven still there? Is the old man still there?"

Shouts sounded from everywhere, and the people lying on the deep ice bed started to move first, and they got up and sat cross-legged.

Those figures who were sealed in the mysterious ice also gradually slid out of the mysterious ice, meditating and practicing in the rich spiritual energy and vitality.

Mu Wanxuan had been pumping out her life force with all her strength, and half an hour later, she couldn't hold on anymore, and was gently helped by Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng said: "Dijun, let's go outside and wait, seniors don't want people to see them in such a mess."

"I want to stay here to take care of them temporarily," Yao Yun said in a low voice, and Wang Sheng naturally would not refuse.

Emperor Qinghua nodded in agreement, and walked out of the ice cave with Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan.

At the entrance of the cave, seventy or eighty people had gathered at some point, all of whom had previously been active in the northern part of the Eastern Tianyu with Wang Lingguan, and had gone out several times to spread the news.

Almost all of them have old injuries, but they are not in the sky.

Seeing Emperor Qinghua approaching, these old heavenly courts knelt down silently and bowed deeply to Emperor Qinghua.

"Get up," Dijun said softly, and casually removed the old wounds related to the way of death on several people.

When Mu Wanxuan's cultivation reaches the immortal state, she can use the way of life to heal the old wounds on these people.

From now on, Senior Sister will be able to sit firmly as the Minister of Logistics.

Half a day later, figures walked out of the ice cave and slowly flew over the ice field, where they found Emperor Qinghua who was meditating not far away, as well as Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan.

There are a total of more than 600 people. They are lined up according to their original positions and seniority, and they move forward together. Under the guidance of Wang Shan, they arrive in front of Emperor Qinghua.

These people all knelt down and said: "Thank you, Emperor Qinghua, for your kindness."

Emperor Qinghua made a bow, and said calmly: "Heaven still needs you to be useful, these years... have been so hard.

I have experienced the taste of the five declines of heaven and man, and I have been tortured to death. You are able to survive until now, and you are really a hundred times, a thousand times more determined than me.

Everyone, please get up quickly. "

A female fairy raised her head and asked: "The emperor is now changing from the avenue of life to the avenue of death, can he practice the technique of resurrection?"

"This seat... can't do it."

Emperor Qinghua sighed helplessly, and shook his head slightly at the female fairy, "Even if it is a person who has just died, bringing him back to life is only similar to the six reincarnations, and after returning to life, he is not the original person, let alone the original way.

Life and death are both great arts, and the Dao has too many restrictions. "

"Thank you, Emperor, for your answer," the female fairy bowed her head and bowed again, her forehead resting on the ice field, but she couldn't help crying.

When she cried like this, many of these heavenly gods who had just woken up had red eye circles.

Whether it's a male fairy or an old fairy, they couldn't help sobbing, or their eyes were full of hatred.

"Everyone, get up first and follow us to the side to rest," Emperor Qinghua said softly.

Yaoyun on the side also said: "Everyone, please take care of yourself."

"Thank you, Monarch, and thank you, Your Highness the Thirteenth Princess."

"I still have to recover my cultivation and compete with those thieves! Avenge my blood!"

"Although the Heavenly Court is destroyed, our lonely souls still exist! We must restore the Heavenly Palace and make those rebels pay the price!"

Wang Sheng watched quietly from behind, with a little helplessness in his eyes.

Mu Wanxuan gently pulled his arm and said in a low voice, "Laugh."

Wang Daochang suddenly squeezed out a gentle smile, and stood at the back a little idly.

Wang Shan made a large white cloud and took them to this place where the stars are warm, and set up a large spirit gathering array in a forest to let the old part of the heaven rest.

Wang Sheng took out a lot of vitality-replenishing pills, and also grabbed a few medicinal spirits from the Shenmu formation, and asked Wu Tianshou to help them cook soup to replenish the vitality of these heavenly bosses.

During this period, Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan kept busy going back and forth, and even called out Lingsheng and the old lady Gu Lingcha.

After the places were settled properly, Wang Shan called out "everyone" and attracted everyone's attention.

Afterwards, Emperor Qinghua gently pushed Wang Sheng with his palm, and pushed Wang Sheng to Wang Shan.

"This young man, let me introduce, he is..."

"Wang Sheng, the dao name is Feiyu, everyone just call me Feiyu," Wang Sheng cut off the conversation directly, lest the old gentleman say something that would embarrass him.

Wang Sheng cupped his hands to the gods and said: "In the future, everyone will take care of you, maybe you will have to work together and take care of you."

All the gods: ...

"Let me tell the story," Qinghua Dijun casually threw Wang Sheng aside with the celestial restraint.

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