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

It seemed that Wang Sheng and Zhou Yinglong were in a stable state, this simple real person nodded with satisfaction, and instructed Chi Wen: "Don't let people disturb them." ”

"Hmm," Chi Wen hurriedly agreed, and couldn't help but yawn as she saw the old fairy who had been nagging for most of the day walking away.

She's getting tired today.

Not long after Yuan Pu Zhenren left, a shadow slipped into the courtyard, and it was the senior sister who had been waiting for the hospital to be gone.

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, Yuan Pu Zhenren said that he would give them sword intent, and he and Zhou Yinglong were pulled into sleep casually, without any preparation at all.

But then again, 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 went to the door with Wang Sheng's special cushion and meditated quietly.

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

Out of nowhere, he took out his mobile phone and looked at it, estimating that he had been in the meditation for three or four hours, and then he realized the kind of seed in his heart, echoing the phantom of the sword he saw.

A sense of satisfaction that 'I have no regrets when I hear this way' arises spontaneously.

Zhou Yinglong was just about to speak, when a figure flashed in front of him, signaled him to silence, and pointed behind him.

Wang Sheng was lying on the ground behind Zhou Yinglong, and his whole breath seemed to be nothing.

Zhou Yinglong hurriedly held his breath and slowly got up with as little movement as possible, for fear of disturbing Wang Sheng, he tiptoed outside the courtyard gate.

Without waiting for him to say anything, Mu Wanxuan was already standing behind the courtyard gate and waved his hand with a smile, which made Zhou Yinglong, who was still planning to wait for Wang Sheng to wake up and exchange his experience, smiled awkwardly and took the opportunity to leave.

It's like being driven away.

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

Wang Sheng was carefully carried to the recliner by Mu Wanxuan last night, and a thin quilt was also draped on his body.

The precious picture of the eldest sister and princess hugging the second senior brother was captured by Chi Wen wittily.

Zhou Yinglong is a little depressed, Senior Brother Wang hasn't woken up yet?

Wouldn't you have slept again?

However, from the reply that Mu Wanxuan who was guarding the door, Wang Sheng really never woke up, and since the second half of last night, several different Taoist rhymes have begun to appear on his body one after another.

Sometimes surrounded by a little starlight, sometimes there are two familiar breaths of Mu Wanxuan wrapped around him.

Yin and yang.

This kind of situation made Mu Wanxuan secretly surprised, but also a little unsure of what to do.

Zhou Yinglong could only say goodbye again with a wry smile, and said a few words of 'perverted' in his heart.

Wang Sheng's sleep is one day and two nights.

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

There was no light in his eyes for half an hour, and then in his pupils, he gradually bloomed with the essence of his debut!

Just listen to the sound of the sound of the sword ringing in Wang Sheng's body, as if this body is a scabbard, and there are two sharp swords about to break out of his eyes!

Immediately afterwards, there were two sword intents rippling out of his body, one was heroic and cold, and the other was lingering.

Wang Sheng frowned and thought lightly, his left hand unconsciously slowly pushed forward, and a wisp of true yuan gushed out from his palm, turning into the phantom of a long sword, and there were seven big stars in the sword body that were constantly changing.

Then, Wang Sheng's right hand also slowly pushed forward, and like his left hand, there was a sword shadow coming out of his palm, but inside the sword body was a small Taiji Yin Yang fish, slowly chasing and spinning.

He dispersed the sword intent in his left hand, carefully felt the sword shadow in his right hand, and suddenly an urge to dance with a sword suddenly surged in his heart, so he casually took the Wen Yuan sword.

As soon as the sword started, Wang Sheng instinctively wanted to cast the seven-star sword array, but after swinging out, he stopped there.

It was as if he had been hit by a talisman, and the pestle had been 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 'badly taught' by the white-bearded old man at the moment.

Originally, the sword practice was quite smooth, but now it has been stuck for so long!

At the window, the little junior sister who was holding an ancient book to read also looked curiously, wondering why her second senior brother woke up and stood motionless in a concave shape.

It's pretty stylish.

Wang Sheng finally moved.

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

Astringent.

Wang Sheng was closing his eyes and experiencing something, the sword moves seemed to be made up, and the movements were getting slower and slower, but there was an endless charm.

After ten moves, the sense of incongruity vanished;

After twenty moves, Wang Sheng's movements were smooth, his movements were natural and smooth, and his sword moves were not slow.

Wang Sheng suddenly thought of the circle that Gao Shi Xingdao drew with his long sword when he had a last battle with Gao Shi Xing Dao Chief;

It was also heartbroken, and the long sword in Wang Sheng's hand also drew a circle, and a faint Taiji Pisces picture appeared in the circle.

Mu Xuanxuan at the gate of the courtyard blinked, and Wang Sheng stopped his sword and stood there, closing his eyes and thinking.

The master casually said that he wanted to give Wang Sheng a sword intent, but he never thought that he would directly teach Wang Sheng a sword intent of two instruments!

What are Liangyi?

The meanings of the two rituals are quite varied, but all the meanings within them are the same, and they are all the natural and balance, opposition and transformation that Taoism stresses.

Rigidity and softness, Xuan and yellow, yin and yang, heaven and earth, spring and autumn, constancy and change, can all be regarded as the interpretation of 'Liangyi'.

This Liangyi sword intent is to take the meaning of 'yin and yang' and 'rigidity and softness'.

Yuan Pu Zhenren only transmits sword intent, not sword moves, since Wang Sheng himself has condensed the Beidou sword intent, which is equivalent to stepping into the realm after the sword has no moves.

Chi Wen couldn't comprehend the skin, because she was limited by her understanding of the Dao, which was really too shallow.

And Zhou Yinglong and Wang Sheng's comprehension is far from each other, it is limited by the realm of swordsmanship, he only vaguely felt his own sword intent before, and he was far from being able to condense the first sword intent.

But Zhou Yinglong was also planted with the seeds of Liangyi's sword intent, and when Zhou Yinglong's sword realm reached the level of Wang Sheng's time, he could also have an epiphany.

Wang Sheng learned 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, and only then did he slowly breathe a sigh of relief when he couldn't hold his spirit......

This favor is owed.

Even, he is already equal to half of the disciples of Wudang Daocheng.

In case Wudang really faces some catastrophe in the future, he will immediately rush back to help.

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

Wang Sheng jumped onto the courtyard wall, stood where Master always stood, and looked into the distance, but just happened to see a distant canopy of heaven among the two mountain peaks.

There are white clouds and empty air, and there is a unique artistic conception.

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

"Alas. ”

This is a 'comfortable' sigh, but Wang Sheng doesn't feel any regrets.

In just twenty days, his sword path took a big step forward, and he had obtained the Liangyi sword intent that was incomparably mysterious and enough for him to study for a long time, and he knew the path of the sword path in the future.

How should he break through his own cultivation and step through the realms on the path of cultivation, with the "Pure Yang Immortal Formula" as a guide.

In the future, the sword will be his magic weapon, his method of protecting the way, and his reliance on heaven and earth.

Wen Yuanjian let out a trembling roar and was grabbed by Wang Sheng in his hand.

One person and one sword stood on the wall, looking at the clouds and clouds in the distance, waiting for the jade man who returned with a large bag and a small bag on the mountain road.

The mountains and forests are quiet, the streams are murmuring, and the eaves of the palace pavilion in the mountains are in the distance, which is a landscape painting.

However, Wang Sheng hasn't looked at his mobile phone in the past few days, and a text message will be sent almost every two hours, and except for the first one, Mu Wanxuan helped reply, and no one in the back clicked to see it.

The senior sister was afraid that Wang Sheng would be noisy, so she turned off the mobile phone casually.

The sender is naturally Mu Yue, who has become the 'Wang Daochang Liaison Commissioner', and the content information is the same, just six simple words.

'Are you there, Chief?'

Not really.

......

"Team leader, it's not a way for us to continue to spend money here, although we don't have any other cases to start for the time being, but those elders of the super spirit society are enough for us to deal with......"

"You mean, just let the three criminals at the core of the Supersoul Society get away with it?"

The Special Investigation Team was set up in a temporary office in the city, and several key members of the team summoned up the courage to talk to the team leader about their work.

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

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

A middle-aged uncle said: "Actually, it doesn't mean that they will go unpunished, let's also leave a team of people to continue to investigate and secretly visit here, and then continue to expand the scope of search, but we can hand over the main search work to the police." ”

"Yes, team leader, although we are a special investigation team, the leader also mentioned at the last meeting that our main task is to supervise the monastic world. ”

"The essence of the super-spirit society is similar to a pyramid scheme, but with the participation of monks it is a little more complicated, in fact, we are too nervous, and the results are actually enough, team leader. ”

Wang Sheng's eyes swept over the three people in front of him with some disappointment, but he still didn't get angry.

She understands that the Special Investigation Team is not pure, nor is it her word, and she needs to listen to the opinions of these 'sub-teams' transferred from various departments, and also know what these people are worried about.

Worried that their grades will go from excellent to negative.

As long as you beautify it a little bit and shift the focus in the above report, the more than 20 scattered cultivators of the Supersoul Society who have been captured now are enough to receive merit.

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

But if it was these 'backbones' who came up with this idea, she felt that it was right, because they were acting in this way, and there was not much bright red blood in their bone marrow.

"This thing ......"

Knock knock!

A hurried knock on the door suddenly sounded, and without waiting for the 'team leader' to speak, the door was pushed open directly, and Mu Yue and another young girl rushed over with panicked faces.

"Something is wrong! Team leader! Come and see!"