The First Sword of the Earth

On the mountain, Wang Sheng and Zhou Yinglong fell into a state of meditation like this, and there was still no movement until night fell.

Seemingly realizing that Wang Sheng and Zhou Yinglong were in a stable state, this real Yuanpu nodded in satisfaction, and told Chi Wen: "Don't let anyone disturb them."

"Well," Chi Wen quickly agreed, and watched the old fairy who had been nagging for a long time go on a tour, and couldn't help yawning immediately.

She is getting tired and falling apart today.

Not long after Master Yuan Pu left, a beautiful figure slid into the courtyard, it was the senior sister who had been waiting for the "strangers" to disappear in the courtyard.

If Wang Sheng knew that Mu Wanxuan deliberately avoided such an opportunity, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

There was no way, Master Yuan Pu said that he would bestow sword intent on them, so he pulled him and Zhou Yinglong into sleep without any preparation at all.

But having said that, Mu Wanxuan doesn't like to use swords, so it's not a loss.

Mu Wanxuan saw that Chi Wen's little face was full of sleepiness, so she arranged for her junior sister to sleep in the house, while she carried Wang Sheng's special cushion to the door, and meditated there quietly.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, Zhou Yinglong woke up slowly, sat there without moving for a long time, the vitality around his body was a little messy, but it calmed down soon.

He took out his mobile phone somewhere and looked at it, reckoning that he had been in meditation for three or four hours, and then felt all kinds of gains in his heart, echoing the phantom he saw constantly dancing the sword.

A sense of satisfaction of "hearing this Tao without regret" arises spontaneously.

Just as Zhou Yinglong was about to speak, a figure flashed in front of him, beckoning him to keep silent, and pointed behind him.

Wang Sheng was lying on the ground behind Zhou Yinglong, his whole body seemed to be breathing.

Zhou Yinglong hurriedly held his breath to silence, and slowly got up with as little movement as possible, not to disturb Wang Sheng at all, so he tiptoed out of the courtyard gate.

Before he could say anything, Mu Wanxuan was already standing behind the courtyard door smiling and waving. This made Zhou Yinglong, who was still planning to wait here for Wang Sheng to wake up, to share his experience, smiled awkwardly, and said goodbye.

As if driven away.

However, what Zhou Yinglong didn't expect was that when he came to visit again the next morning, Wang Sheng was still asleep in the courtyard.

Last night, Wang Sheng was carried carefully to the reclining chair by Mu Wanxuan, and a thin quilt was put on his body.

Chi Wen cleverly captured the precious scene of the eldest sister and the princess hugging the second senior brother.

Zhou Yinglong was a bit depressed, Junior Brother Wang still hasn't woken up yet?

Shouldn't you be sleeping again?

However, according to the reply received from Mu Wanxuan who was guarding the door, Wang Sheng had indeed not woken up, and since the middle of the night last night, several different Dao rhymes began to appear on his body one after another.

Sometimes there are little stars surrounding him, and sometimes there are two breaths that Mu Wanxuan is all too familiar with wrapping around his body.

Yin and Yang.

In such a situation, Mu Wanxuan was secretly surprised, but also a little unsure of what to do.

Zhou Yinglong could only say goodbye again with a wry smile, repeating 'abnormal' several times in his heart.

Wang Sheng slept for a day and two nights.

In the early morning of the third day, when the sun rose in the east, the vitality between the heaven and the earth was once again tainted with a trace of heat. Wang Sheng, who was sleeping peacefully on the recliner, slowly opened his eyes.

The eyes were dull for half an hour, and then within the pupils, a brilliant light gradually bloomed!

He heard the sound of clanging swords resounding continuously in Wang Sheng's body, as if this body was a scabbard, and two sharp swords were about to burst out from his eyes!

Immediately afterwards, two strands of sword intent emerged from his body, one was grand and cold, and the other was lingering and unaware.

Wang Sheng frowned and thought lightly, unconsciously pushing his left hand forward slowly, a wisp of true essence gushed out from his palm, turning into a phantom of a long sword with seven big stars constantly changing.

Then, Wang Sheng's right hand also slowly pushed forward, just like his left hand, another sword shadow emerged from his palm, inside the sword was a small Tai Chi Yin Yang fish,

Slowly chasing rotation.

He dissipated the sword intent in his left hand, carefully felt the shadow of the sword in his right hand, and suddenly felt an urge to dance with the sword in his heart, so he took Wen Yuanjian casually.

With the sword in his hand, Wang Sheng instinctively wanted to unleash the Seven Star Sword Formation, but after the opening gesture was put out, it stopped there again.

As if hit by a fixed talisman, he stayed there for a full quarter of an hour.

At the gate of the courtyard, Mu Wanxuan was frowning and staring at Wang Sheng. She was really afraid that her junior brother would be "taught badly" by that white-bearded grandfather.

Sword practice was smooth at first, but now it has been stuck for so long!

At the window, the little junior sister who was holding an ancient book and reading was also looking around curiously, wondering why the second senior brother stood there motionless after waking up.

It's also quite stylish.

Wang Sheng finally moved.

He tapped out a sword casually, but the movement was very slow, and his limbs and Wen Yuan's sword were a little out of sync, as if he had just practiced sword for a few days...

astringent.

Wang Sheng was closing his eyes to appreciate something, the sword moves seemed to be made up now, the movements were getting slower and slower, but there was a continuous charm.

After ten strokes, the sense of incongruity disappeared;

After twenty strokes, Wang Sheng's movements are smooth and smooth, his movements are natural and smooth, and his sword moves are neither fast nor slow.

Wang Sheng suddenly thought of the circle that Taoist Gao Shixing drew with his long sword when he and Taoist Gao Shixing fought for the last time;

Inspired, Wang Sheng also drew a circle with the long sword in his hand, and a faint picture of Tai Chi Pisces emerged inside the circle.

Mu Wanxuan at the courtyard gate blinked for a while, and Wang Sheng stopped his sword and stood there, closing his eyes and thinking.

The master casually said that he would give Wang Sheng a sword intent, but he never thought that he would directly impart a Liangyi sword intent to Wang Sheng!

What is Liangyi?

There are quite a lot of meanings in Liangyi, but all the meanings in it are interlinked, and they are all the nature and balance, opposition and transformation that Taoism emphasizes.

Rigidity and softness, mystery and yellowness, yin and yang, heaven and earth, spring and autumn, permanence and change can all be regarded as the interpretation of "two appearances".

This Liangyi Sword Intent takes the meanings of 'yin and yang' and 'hardness and softness'.

Master Yuan Pu only transmits the sword intent, not the sword move, because Wang Sheng himself has already condensed the Beidou sword intent, which is equivalent to stepping into the realm after the sword has no move.

Chi Wen couldn't comprehend superficiality because she was limited by her own understanding of Tao, which was really too superficial.

However, Zhou Yinglong's comprehension was far from Wang Sheng's because he was limited by the realm of the sword. He had only vaguely felt his own sword intent before, and was far from being able to condense the first sword intent.

But Zhou Yinglong was also planted with the seeds of Liangyi Sword Intent, and when Zhou Yinglong's sword dao realm reached Wang Sheng's current level, he would have an epiphany.

Wang Sheng realized the sword in his sleep for a day and two nights, and practiced the sword in the courtyard for two days without saying a word. When he couldn't hold on anymore, he breathed a sigh of relief...

This favor is too big.

Even, he is already equivalent to half a disciple of Wudang Daocheng.

In case Wudang really faced some catastrophe in the future, he would rush back to help immediately from the ends of the earth.

When he broke free from the state of practicing sword, the junior junior sister and the senior senior sister were not in the courtyard, and he didn't know where they went.

Wang Sheng jumped onto the courtyard wall, stood where his master always stood, and looked into the distance, but happened to see a distant sky between the two mountain peaks.

There are white clouds and empty clouds, so there is a special artistic conception.

No wonder Master likes to stand here and look into the distance, the scenery is really nice.

"well."

It was a 'comfortable' sigh, but Wang Sheng didn't feel any regrets and shortcomings.

In just 20 days, he took a big step forward in his swordsmanship, and for no reason gained the incomparably mysterious Liangyi sword intent, which was enough for him to study for a long time, and he also understood the future path of swordsmanship.

How he should break through his own cultivation and pass through the realms on the road of cultivation, there is "Chunyang Immortal Art" as a guide.

And from now on, the sword will be his magic weapon, his way of protecting the way, and his reliance between heaven and earth.

Wen Yuanjian trembled and was caught by Wang Sheng.

One person and one sword stood on the top of the wall, looking at Yuantian Yun Shu Yunjuan, waiting for the jade man who came back with a big bag on the mountain road.

The mountains and forests are quiet, the streams are gurgling, and the palaces and pavilions in the distance are flying eaves. This is a landscape painting.

However, Wang Sheng hasn't checked his mobile phone these days. A text message will be sent to him almost every two hours. Except for the first one, which was answered by Mu Wanxuan, no one clicks to read it. .

The senior sister was afraid of disturbing Wang Sheng, so she turned off the phone on silent.

The sender was naturally Mou Yue who had become the 'Wang Daochang Liaison Commissioner', and the content and information were the same, just six simple words.

‘Master Wang, are you there? '

not there.

...

"Team leader, it's not an option for us to continue spending time here. Although we don't have any other cases to start with for the time being, the elders of the superspirit society are enough for us to deal with..."

"You mean, just let the three core criminals of the superspirit society get away with it?"

The special investigation team was set up in a temporary office in the city, and several key members mustered up their courage to come to talk to the team leader about their work.

The few who said the above words happened to be the ones who pleaded for Chi Wen and reprimanded 'Old Zheng' at that time.

The 'team leader' was not in a hurry, but just asked them a question and looked at them quietly.

A middle-aged uncle said: "Actually, we don't mean to let them get away with it. We also leave a team of people here to continue to investigate and conduct unannounced visits, and then continue to expand the scope of the search, but we can hand over the main search work to the police."

"That's right, team leader. Although we are a special investigation team, the leader mentioned at the last meeting that our main task is to monitor the monastic community."

"The Superspirit Society is essentially a scammer similar to a pyramid scheme. It is only complicated with the participation of monks. In fact, we are too nervous. The current results are actually enough, team leader."

Wang Sheng and his teacher's wife glanced at the three people in front of them with disappointment, but they still didn't get angry.

She understands that the special investigation team is not pure, and it is not her opinion. She needs to listen to the opinions of these 'deputy teams' transferred from various departments, and she knows what these people are worried about.

Worried that their grades will be dragged from excellent to negative.

It only needs to beautify a little bit and shift the focus of the report to the above. The more than 20 casual cultivators of the superspirit society that have been captured now are enough to receive credit.

If the young people in the team had such thoughts, the 'team leader' would directly yell at them.

But if these few 'backbones' came up with this idea, she felt that it was reasonable, because they acted like this, and there was not much bright red blood in their bones.

"this matter……"

Boom!

There was a sudden knock on the door, and before the 'team leader' could speak, the door was pushed open, and Mou Yue and another young girl rushed over anxiously.

"Team leader! Come and see quickly! Something happened!"