When the immortal light of Xilian appeared, the monks who practiced here, except for those who had already entered the Dream Immortal Terrace, were all shocked by the wisp of mysterious Dao rhyme circulating in the Little Immortal Realm.

"Feiyu is going to become an immortal?"

"You can't waste the opportunity to practice here, but you have to see such a spectacle. ”

"It's been a long time since the revival of vitality and the restoration of cultivation, and finally, there is also a person in our earth cultivation world who is about to ascend to the realm of immortals, and since then he has embarked on the road to immortality. ”

"Brother Sheng's beef beer! Hahaha! Xiao Liuzi, hey, I'm not blowing with you, the first time I saw Brother Sheng, I saw the appearance of an immortal! Sure enough, my eyes have been opened!Hahaha!"

So, all the Dao Masters gathered near the Immortal Hall one after another, and saw the Xi Lian in the hall that was slowly rising in the pillar of light......

Everyone couldn't help but be a little disappointed, but they also carefully comprehended the various changes that Xilian showed when she ascended to the immortal, which was also a rare opportunity for the monks under the immortal realm.

Slowly, the Dao Masters meditated outside the Immortal Palace, and each fell into enlightenment.

It wasn't until a month later that Wang Sheng's immortal light rose to the sky and appeared hundreds of meters away from the back of the immortal hall, and all the monks were alarmed.

Previously, the process of Xilian feathering and flying immortals, the Dao rhyme released was full of tranquility and peace, as if a clear mountain spring flowed in the fairy world.

And Wang Sheng suddenly began to ascend to the immortal, and his four sword intents seemed to be out of control, and the four sword intents had a strong sense of oppression on the monks who had not yet become immortals.

Especially the Xingchen Sword Intent, the 'Imperial Power' that dominates the endless stars, made all the Dao Masters can't help but want to go to Wang Sheng to worship and salute.

At this time, Wang Sheng's consciousness was trapped in a colorful place, and a fairy sword was suspended everywhere, some were as big as mountains, and some were small like mosquitoes.

These fairy swords seemed to have life, and the sound of swords one after another was pouring out something to Wang Sheng, and the sword light like waves rippled slightly.

It seems to be the world of swords, and it is as if it is one's own kendo that resonates with all the kendo that exists in this universe.

Wang Sheng knew that such an opportunity was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it was only a wonder that would appear when he ascended to the immortal, so he was devoting himself to understanding and comprehending, and his consciousness was wandering here, looking for his own sword.

After looking for an unknown amount of time, it seemed to be decades in Wang Sheng's feelings, but in fact, it was only more than ten days outside, and Wang Sheng suddenly woke up.

He was able to enter this strange illusion, did he become the sword he was looking for?

So he stood quietly, feeling that his body was gradually consolidating, with a backbone and sharpness.

'Looking' at himself again, but it has already condensed into a 'sword'.

At the same time, near the Immortal Hall where Wang Sheng was, all the Dao Masters who were attracted by the immortal light to watch the ceremony, including the senior sister Mu Xuanxuan in the Immortal Palace, suddenly reflected a quietly suspended sword in the Dao heart.

This sword, there is a water and fire Taiji slowly rotating on the hilt, the sword body is as smooth as a mirror, there are countless stars evolving on it, and under the tip of the sword is a faint gray cloud.

It contains the power of the two instruments of heaven and earth, the power of the emperor that embraces the endless starry sky, and the power of the heavenly tribulation that makes the monks naturally feel a little terrifying......

These three Dao rhymes were perfectly blended by the pure Yang Dao rhyme emanating from the sword body, and they were intertwined into a peculiar Dao rhyme.

This is Wang Sheng's kendo projection, and it is also a perfect portrayal of Wang Sheng's kendo realm at this time.

The sword body suddenly let out a sword roar, and Wang Sheng's consciousness was 'pushed' back to the Dao body, but the bottom of his heart suddenly realized that the Dao body also began to rise slowly in the pillar of light.

The 'illusion' where the consciousness wandered just now should be where the Sword Avenue is located.

And every sword that appeared there was a monk who had become an immortal, imprinting his own Dao in the Great Dao, giving the Great Dao its own imprint.

After completing this process, this can be regarded as stepping into the Flying Fairyland and having the qualification to become an immortal.

It's a pity that I didn't know that there would be this 'link' before, and I couldn't take this opportunity to participate in the Sword Avenue.

However, Wang Sheng was not immersed in regret and couldn't extricate himself, and at this time his consciousness began to observe the changes in his Dao body.

Faintly, Wang Sheng sensed that a mysterious and extremely powerful power came from the void and poured into every cell in his Dao body, primordial spirit, and body.

This power seems to be familiar, as if he has felt it in the Sword Avenue.

'Could it be that the imprint left by oneself is absorbing the power of the Great Dao?'

Wang Sheng had such a thought in his heart, and then quietly felt that he wanted to artificially 'absorb' this power, but he had no way to start.

As this power continued to increase, Wang Sheng's Dao body became lighter and lighter, and it felt as if he didn't have to do anything to get rid of the gravitational pull of the moon that existed in the Little Immortal Realm and fly on his own.

He is indeed flying, slowly rising in the pillar of light.

Soon, Wang Sheng noticed that his Dao body seemed to be decomposed, and the Yuan Shen was wrapped in a warm light, like a cold winter burrowing into a warm duvet, and then magnifying this comfort by 110,000 times.

fluttering is almost nowhere to be seen, and the curling is almost unreasonable.

Wang Sheng couldn't see his own situation at this time, but those Dao Elders could roughly see it.

Not only to see him, but also to see Xilian. - When Wang Sheng began to rise from the pillar of light, Xilian also began the same process.

Almost at the same time, points of light like swan feathers appeared around this person and a fox fairy, and in the surroundings of these points of light, their bodies seemed to become transparent, and then gradually condensed.

This process lasted three days.

By the time the process was over, the two of them had risen to the top of their respective pillars of light almost at the same time.

Wang Sheng has recovered to the appearance of a Taoist robe, and Xilian is wearing a white Luo skirt, like a hollow valley orchid, which is beautiful and indestructible.

The aura emanating from Wang Sheng is the Zhongzheng peace, continuous, and pure Yang power pursued by Taoist monks.

And the breath emitted by Xilian is quiet and peaceful, fresh and dusty, because she has a dual cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism, and she is from the demon clan, compared to Wang Sheng, the breath is obviously weaker.

Out of nowhere, there was a thunderclap, Wang Sheng and Xilian opened their eyes at the same time, and the two happened to be facing each other and stood hundreds of meters apart.

At this moment, a giant sword appeared behind Wang Sheng, the essence of light flashed in his eyes, and the fierce sword intent almost pierced the 'sky' of the little fairy realm.

Xilian was more unlucky, a white fox lying on the lotus platform just appeared behind her, and the white fox was just about to roar at Wang Sheng, but was covered by the sword intent.

The white fox shrunk his neck and lay on the lotus platform and didn't dare to move.

Fortunately, Wang Sheng came to his senses in time and smiled apologetically at Xilian in the distance, and the phantom behind the two of them drifted away with the wind.

Xilian was stunned at first, then Yixi, but then it was ...... The whole person was a little crazy, her forehead was full of black lines, and Rou Yi began to scratch her smooth silver hair......

It's just that it's manic.

Seeing this, the senior sister at the top of the Immortal Hall flew up with some worry, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

"Counting the more than 1,000 years that have been sealed, labor and management ...... Phew! Eldest sister, I have been practicing for two thousand years, and I have only become an immortal! How many years has your family only practiced? Has he broken a hundred?"

The senior sister couldn't help but chuckle and pulled Xilian and shook her arm.

Xilian only complained a few words, Wang Sheng can fly immortals, for her, she will officially have a thigh to hold in the future.

Xilian was pulled by Mu Wanxuan and was about to fly towards Wang Sheng, but Wang Sheng suddenly made a gesture and signaled them not to come.

Then, Wang Sheng, who had been suspended there, quietly realized something.

Shi Qianzhang, Gao Shixing, Liu Yunzhi, and Fei Neem, who were originally waiting at the top of the hall, were familiar with Wang Sheng or had a good relationship, and they were also flying towards Wang Sheng, as if they were going to grab the 'first wave of congratulations', but they were also blocked by Wang Sheng's gestures.

Not over yet?

Isn't it over for the Feathered Flying Immortals?

Wang Sheng exuded a strong immortal aura outward at this time, and the coercion of the immortals was also extremely real, what else could there be to break through?

Just as he was thinking, Wang Sheng took a step forward, and a burst of colorful light suddenly appeared above his head, and a cloud appeared above his head.

This cloud is very peculiar, like smoke but not smoke, if the cloud is not a cloud, gloomy and gloomy......

At this time, a sword roar was heard, and a sword light flew from not far away, levitating in front of Wang Sheng, and Yaoyun also turned into a three-inch-tall fairy, standing on the hilt of the sword, looking at the scene in front of him in astonishment.

"Qingyun?"

Wang Sheng blinked, "Is there something wrong?"

Yaoyun shook her head slightly, then fell into thought, and then showed a little 'I see' expression, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she sighed faintly.

Wang Sheng smiled bitterly: "What is this Qingyun?"

"You can understand it as ......" Yaoyun was just about to speak, only to see that Qingyun was constantly changing, first flying out of it one by one, and above the cranes stood the phantoms of immortals, and the most conspicuous were three old men with strange faces.

Wang Sheng recognized it at a glance, after all, he was a professional monk, and the three old immortals of 'Fu Lu Shou' admired by Taoism could not help but know him.

Under the leadership of the three immortals of Fu Lu Shou, these immortals began to rotate around Wang Sheng, and kept arching their hands to Wang Sheng, as if they were saying something.

But these are all illusory images.

Then there was a whirling fairy under Qingyun, and some fairies played fairy music, and they played quite cheerful tunes.

Soon, Wang Sheng's surroundings were wrapped in petals scattered by the fairies.

This is not the end, in the surging Qingyun, there seem to be all kinds of elixirs circling in it, Wang Sheng's soul is blessed, he suddenly raised his hand and picked up the Spiritless Sword, and without waiting for Yaoyun to say anything, he directly threw the Spiritless Sword into Qingyun.

In an instant, Yaoyun's figure seemed to be forcibly dragged away by the Spiritless Sword, and these Qingyun seemed to have separated nearly a third and converged towards the Spiritless Sword.

Wang Sheng just remembered that he had seen a single word in the classics left by his grandfather.

In ancient times, when a great monk broke through the Great Luo Golden Immortal, if he was recognized by the Great Dao, there would be Qingyun, and if there was a Great Luo Golden Immortal, he would take the opportunity to use Qingyun to refine his magic weapon.

Wang Sheng doesn't know how to refine weapons, and he doesn't have a way to control Qingyun at this stage, knowing that this is a good thing and can refine weapons, just throw the Spiritless Sword over and try it.

It seems that he was attracted by Qingyun, and all the immortal halls, immortal pools, and even rockeries in the small fairy world all appeared on the ghosts, and they congratulated Wang Shengyao from afar.

Wang Sheng thoughtfully, and also bowed back to the surroundings.

There were too many abnormalities that had happened to Dengxian, and he had to think about them slowly next, and then discuss them with Yaoyun carefully.

Just thinking about it, Wang Sheng suddenly remembered that he still had a second immortal sword...... When I returned to the Moon Palace nine years ago, it was only after a few months that I remembered the Feixia Sword and took the Feixia Sword back.

Quickly lured out the Feixia Sword and threw it into Qingyun as well, almost one-twentieth of Qingyun was attracted by the Feixia Sword.

Wang Sheng thought about it, and he also flew towards Qingyun, and found that Qingyun would rise as he rose, so he could only give up.

What the hell is this?

And a few hundred meters away, Xi Lian, who witnessed all this, walked back and forth for hundreds of steps, and then turned into a four or five year old in the fairy light, and threw herself into the arms of her senior sister and cried.

The senior sister patted Xiao Xilian's head with pity, looking at the junior brother who was frowning and thinking under Qingyun, her eyes were as gentle as water, and she was also a little helpless.

She understands the feeling of being devastated by this.