The closer you are to Wudang Mountain, the farther away you are from your hometown.

Out of the high-speed rail station, transfer back to the mountain gate of Wudang Mountain, the small buildings and alleys in the town below the mountain gradually fell behind, and the rich aura came to the face.

Mu Wanxuan was still looking out the window, the same expression when she went down the mountain before, but she left with a full sense of expectation, and now she is still full of expectations.

I guess I'm looking forward to going down next time.

There was a problem with the senior sister's verbal expression, and Wang Sheng couldn't directly ask her how she felt about this trip to Maoshan and her hometown, but it could be seen that the senior sister was quite happy, at least when she was not uncomfortable.

Looking for immortals and cultivating the truth, the immortals are at ease.

The word 'free' is a little stingier than the word 'leisurely', but it also has a unique charm.

When he went up the mountain, Wang Sheng found that there were more people who took the initiative to greet him.

The limelight that he and his senior sister made at the Maoshan Taoist Exchange Conference was spread by Zhou Yinglong, Zhao Zhao, Meng Hong and Hao Ling in the mountains on the same day.

After all, communication is more convenient now, and Wudang Mountain also has several communication groups of fellow disciples, and the message transmission is called a rapid ......

Nowadays, all the Taoist temples in the mountains and the places of cultivation everywhere know that Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan, the two senior sisters and brothers, have a profound realm of cultivation.

Wang Sheng's clear sword heart and seven-star sword intent, Mu Wanxuan's Liangyi Dao rhyme, and the realm of pregnancy, no matter which one should be underestimated, he is already the 'leader' of the younger generation of disciples in Wudang Mountain.

There were always people greeting him along the way, and Wang Sheng would smile and nod his head, and he didn't go to greet him, nor did he have an indifferent face.

In the past few years of gangsterism, there were many 'masters' who were treated like him, and Wang Sheng didn't want to be the kind of monk he once hated.

In front of the small courtyard, Qing Yanzi stood with his hands in his hands, as if he already knew when the two of them would return.

Seeing Master, Wang Sheng and Mu Xuanxuan couldn't help but speed up their pace.

The mountain road should have been cleaned, and some of the gaps that had fallen into disrepair were also newly filled, which should have been arranged by Li Shiwu, the deputy head in charge of foreign affairs.

"Master!"

"Hmm!"

"You two, didn't this trip to Maoshan make you more low-key?"

Qing Yanzi kept a straight face, and when Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan glanced at each other, each a little apprehensive, the Void Dan Realm boss smiled again.

Listen to this silent long voice in a warm voice:

"You guys are doing a good job, although we are guests living in Wudang Mountain, not belonging to the Dao inheritance of Emperor Zhenwu, but we are also considered monks of Wudang Mountain.

You didn't disgrace Master this time, but then you need to return to your heart as soon as possible and continue to practice in the mountains with peace of mind.

The world is very big, and there are countless high numbers, even if you are a teacher, you don't dare to be arrogant, you two must not be proud for a while, and underestimate the Taoist inheritance in the world. ”

Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan bowed their heads in tacit agreement and said yes, and they kept the master's warning in their hearts.

Qing Yanzi smiled and waved his hand, "Let's go and take a look, Senior Brother Li sent some things yesterday, and there are two good items in them, which can be regarded as a reward for the two of you for this trip." As a teacher, I have to go to Taihe Palace to discuss matters, and I will bring you food back in the evening. ”

After saying that, Qing Yanzi floated away with his hands behind his back, and took one step, as if he wanted to return with the wind.

"It's only been a few days, how do you feel that Master is about to break through again?"

Wang Sheng muttered in a low voice, and Mu Wanxuan nodded thoughtfully.

The accumulation of Qingyanzi is not inferior to the old generation of monks in the mountains, and the Dao realm and comprehension are even higher than the older generation of monks in the world.

glanced at each other with his senior sister, and for some reason, both of them chuckled, each carrying a suitcase, pushing open the door of the courtyard that had been renovated, and went to the north house happily.

There were a few things on the table, and the first thing Wang Sheng saw was the sheathed long sword.

He is also a person who loves swords, and he also knows that the master has always let him practice swords with wooden swords and blunt swords, but at this time, when he saw a sword that exuded a faint spiritual charm, he really couldn't bear it.

Raising his hand, his fingers brushed over the scabbard made of unknown hard leather, and Wang Sheng seemed to hear a sword sound.

This is no ordinary craftsman's sword.

Compared with his original Tai Chi square dance sword, the hilt of this long sword is slightly wider, but the sword boring is narrow, which seems to be modeled after the style of the ancient sword of the pre-Qin period.

Grabbed the long sword, but it was heavier than Wang Sheng thought, holding the hilt of the sword in his right hand, the urge to pull out the sword turned into a little reluctance.

He was afraid that he would be disappointed.

I'm afraid that I have too high expectations for this sword heart, and I will be disappointed when I see it in its entirety.

At this time, I can only believe in the heritage of Wudang Mountain.

The senior sister who was holding two antique Cuiluo skirts on the side also looked at this sword with some curiosity.

Taking a breath gently, Wang Sheng slowly pulled the long sword out of its scabbard, and the sound of the blade rubbing against the inner tank of the scabbard was not harsh at all.

The sword body contains light, its blade is as thin as a cicada's wings, and there is a shallow blood groove in the middle of the sword body, but there seems to be water waves on the sword surface.

It was the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that was wrapped around this sword.

Near the position of the sword boring, there were two small ancient characters, which Wang Sheng read lightly, but they were the word 'Wenyuan'.

Carefully injected a stream of true yuan, but felt that the injection of true yuan into it did not hinder the slightest obstacle, and when this strand returned to the meridian of his palm, there was a trace of coldness and coldness.

Jian Yuan?

This should be considered a magic weapon.

Although it is not as mysterious as Liu Yunzhi's golden jade clothes or Shi Qianzhang's crescent moon ink jade, this ancient sword named Wen Yuan should be a blade specially made for sword cultivation.

Slowly increasing the injection of true yuan, the long sword hummed, and the waves on the sword body rippled.

But soon, Wang Sheng felt that the endurance of this sword had reached a certain limit, and injecting True Yuan would cause damage to this sword.

I sighed at first, and then chuckled.

Sigh, naturally because although this sword is stronger than Fan Tie, its strength is always limited.

It is still suitable to use it in the realm of concentrating on the gods and conjuring the child, but after the cultivation realm is profound, this sword cannot exert its own cultivation.

Fuer smiled again, but Wang Sheng felt much more relaxed.

If Uncle Li Shiwu really brought him the magic weapon at the bottom of the box from Wudang Mountain, then he really owed Wudang Daocheng a favor.

Debt of affection is the most difficult to repay, and the same is true for monks.

Although this sword is a treasure, it is not the best, and it is reasonable to say that it is reasonable as a reward for his trip to Maoshan.

"Senior sister, look," Wang Sheng handed the sword to his senior sister, and Mu Wanxuan put away the dress she was holding in her hand and carefully took the sword.

"Hmmm......"

Mu Wanxuan groaned softly, then swiped her fingers across the blood groove of the sword body, and then shook her head lightly at Wang Sheng.

She was saying, let Wang Sheng not be affected by this sword.

"Don't worry, I won't deliberately kill it. ”

Mu Wanxuan took the sword back, Wang Sheng put away the ancient sword, and picked up the two small black lacquered books that were pressed under the sword just now.

When you open it, you can see that there are one-inch ID photos of Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan respectively, recording the age, Taoist age, nominal Taoist temple, and Taoist teacher.

This is the Taoist certificate of the two of them.

Wang Sheng's Taoist age is three years, and his senior sister's is fifteen years, which should be counted from the beginning of the senior sister's sensible memory, after all, no one can be born to know what the meaning of cultivation is.

And Mu Wanxuan took out another jade pendant under the antique Luo skirt, looked at it in front of her for a while, and handed it to Wang Sheng with a smile.

"Naw. ”

"Senior sister, this sword is for me, and the jade pendant is naturally for you. ”

Mu Wanxuan shook her head slightly, stubbornly pressed the jade pendant into Wang Sheng's hand, and then her fingers slid on the phone for a while, handing the screen to Wang Sheng.

'Invincible in the world of labor and capital, the first in the universe'

The implication is that she doesn't need this jade pendant that has the effect of concentrating and calming the soul for her junior brother to wear.

After all, Wang Sheng is also principled, this senior sister, it is too late to take care of her by herself, how can she take the benefits she deserves.

This side insisted on giving it, but this side insisted on not accepting it, but a few minutes later, the senior sister looked at Wang Sheng with some grievances.

Those autumn eyes almost burst out of mist, and Wang Sheng was suddenly a little overwhelmed.

"Senior sister, don't worry......

"Give. ”

"Well, you wait for me for a while. ”

Wang Sheng turned around and walked to the back room, and after a while, he walked out with a long box.

"Originally, I wanted to wait for my sister's birthday to give my sister a gift, but now take it out first, if you want to give me something, you have to accept my gift. ”

Mu Wanxuan blinked, hugged the long box, opened it with curiosity, and found that it was an emerald jade flute inside.

"It's just a mundane thing, not a magic weapon, but I think it's pretty good, before...... Purchased online. ”

Wang Sheng smiled wryly, Mu Wanxuan was already full of joy and held the jade flute in her arms and stroked it gently, she liked it very much.

The jade pendant was finally stuffed to Wang Sheng by the senior sister.

Holding it in your hand, you can feel a cool breath lingering in your heart, and if you wear it during your practice, it can help you get rid of distracting thoughts and quickly settle down.

This shouldn't be a magic weapon, just a piece of jade that has been contaminated with vitality and is of good quality.

Woo –

Whining!

There was a sudden noise next to her, and Mu Wanxuan was already sitting on the kang trying to make the jade flute sound.

Wang Sheng watched from the side for a while, shook his head and chuckled, and went back to the back room with his suitcase to pack up.

After a short time, Wang Sheng, who had changed back to his usual big pants and short-sleeved flip-flops, jumped to the roof eaves again, meditating and practicing in his own exclusive position.

Of course, there will inevitably be a plank under his buttocks, after all, he is now only a flesh and blood body in the late stage of the Concentration God Realm, and his buttocks are also soft.

And today, there is an ancient sword with a sheath next to him, and there is a jade pendant hanging on the ancient sword's sword boring.

Mu Wanxuan also changed into loose practice clothes, and meditated with her eyes closed in the mountains and forests not far from the courtyard gate, the jade flute accompanied her, and wisps of vitality lingered on it, which was slowly nourished by Mu Wanxuan.

In the evening, the sound of intermittent flutes wafted in the forest, and Wang Sheng practiced with a sword in the open space in front of the courtyard.

Although it is not a tune, the sound of the flute is already tactful and very soft.

After a while, Wang Sheng stood on a boulder, looking at the West Mountain Caixia, his eyes showed a faint thought, he was thinking about how he, his senior sister and his master should go in the future.

Cultivation pays attention to the Dharma and wealth, and the word 'wealth' is indispensable.

There is no mountain in the Taoist inheritance of the master, and the word "heritage" is not profound, so a small bronze box is handed down by the ancestor.

The master is used to cultivating, and the senior sister is not familiar with the world, but she has to think about the teacher.

Tsk, I suddenly have a sense of pride in being the pillar of the family......

Wang Sheng brushed the scabbard beside him, his long hair was simply tied up by the evening breeze, his slender figure was not half reckless, and he continued to look at the sunset in the distance.