Qingyun Shu Road Ancient Tianguan, Cuifeng condenses Dajian Mountain.

On the winding mountain road, Wang Sheng and his entourage were climbing the stairs, enjoying the scenery of the continuous sword blades of Shu Mountain.

Wang Sheng walked at the forefront, dressed in a blue robe, two strands of sky blue hairbands, and carrying a sheathed soulless sword.

This outfit can also match his 'status in the rivers and lakes' at this time.

Wang Xiaomiao held Mu Wanxuan's arm and deliberately slowed down the trip;

Before coming, Wang Sheng secretly told Wang Xiaomiao the real purpose of this trip - to take his senior sister to relax.

Xiao Miao expressed her full cooperation, and took the opportunity to ask to reduce the amount of her daily cultural class homework, but Wang Sheng ruthlessly refused.

Sister Xilian was too lazy to go out, so naturally she didn't follow; the investigation team felt that it was impossible for Wang Sheng and his party to have an accident, so they didn't show up much.

At this time, the situation in Dahua was stable, there was no friction between the various Taoist inheritances in the monastic world, and although there were occasional criminal incidents of monks in various places, Wang Sheng and Mu Xuanxuan, the two masters who were at the top of the heavenly list, could also walk around without incident.

"Brother, why are we suddenly coming to the Sword Sect?" Wang Xiaomiao asked in a low voice.

"Don't you want to learn the Imperial Sword Technique?" Wang Sheng said with a smile, "The Imperial Sword Technique is the secret of the Sword Sect, and your brother and I also learned it by chance, if you want to learn it, you must get the permission of the Sword Sect." ”

"Serendipity?"

Wang Xiaomiao blinked, the story she had heard over and over again since she was a child was Wang Sheng's 'heroic leap' to save countless lives.

Wang Shenggang wanted to explain a few words simply, but the senior sister had already taken out her mobile phone, tapped her fingertips on the virtual screen, and typed out the events of the year vividly, supplemented by a few emojis.

It can also be described as illustrated.

What the senior sister said naturally has an element of artistic processing, deliberately exaggerating how difficult it is to 'Sword Seventy-two', how many kendo geniuses have failed to break through the level, and finally Wang Shengsheng got out of the horse and cleared the level in one go......

"Brother, how did you do it?" Wang Xiaomiao's eyes were not much shocked, but full of curiosity.

"Luck accounts for a large part," Wang Sheng chuckled, and then said, "There is also the guidance and guidance that Master gave me back then, so that I can temporarily lead the sword cultivation of other peers.

The restriction of Sword Seventy-Two itself is very awkward, it can only be tried by young people, and everyone can only try it once.

At that time, I was able to persevere, largely because of my yearning for swordsmanship. ”

As he spoke, Wang Sheng's left hand was drawn on his chest, and the colorful glow converged into a Feixia Sword and was handed to Wang Xiaomiao, "This Immortal Flying Sword was given to me by the Array Spirit Predecessor of Sword Seventy-two back then."

Because of its existence, I have won many strong enemies, killed many demons, and saved the day several times.

This time, I will also take you to pay homage to this array spirit senior. ”

Wang Xiaomiao's finger poked the Feixia Sword, and the Feixia Sword roared, and seemed to be a little resistant.

The fairy sword has already recognized the master, and even Wang Sheng's blood sister can't touch it.

However, the senior sister on the side also stretched out a finger and poked the Feixia Sword with great interest, and the Feixia Sword shook the sword body and let out a clear sword sound.

There is no need for Wang Sheng to explain, this is the flying sword expressing joy and closeness.

Wang Xiaomiao suddenly closed himself against the wall, and the senior sister frowned slightly and glanced at Feixia Sword, and hurriedly went over to comfort Xiao Miao by the shoulder.

The reason for being treated differently like this is also very simple, Wang Sheng and his senior sister get along day and night to practice, and Feixia Jian is already very familiar with Mu Wanxuan's breath, that's all.

People are not some kind of 'forgetfulness' sword!

Soon, Wang Xiaomiao walked out of the shadow caused by the contempt of the sword, laughed and laughed with her senior sister, and ran before and after on the mountain road.

When approaching the mountain gate of the Sword Sect, Wang Daochang smiled and said, "Xiao Miao, seeing the ups and downs of the peaks in the distance, can you think of some poems that are more appropriate to the occasion?"

Wang Xiaomiao rolled her eyes and complained: "Brother, it's good to say it when you think about it, you don't have to pull your sister to pave the way for you every time." ”

"I'm just checking to see if your cultural class has been left behind," Wang Sheng said with a straight face, "In that case, I will say the last sentence, and you will take the next sentence." ”

"Don't, it's so old-fashioned," Wang Xiaomiao decisively refused, and then pouted, "Brother, I'll test you!"

You must follow the second half of my poem, but you must express a different artistic conception from the original poem!

Wang Daochang and Mu Wanxuan glanced at each other, the latter had already smiled at the autumn eyes into a crescent moon; Wang Daochang happily responded, and the word 'fear' had been deducted from the dictionary of sword cultivation.

Xiao Miao groaned a few times, and said calmly: "Listen well, but make the Dragon City Fly!"

Wang Sheng said indifferently: "From now on, the king will not be early. ”

Xiao Miao snapped her fingers, "This situation can be recalled!"

Wang Daochang was completely true, "At that time, it was ordinary to only say. ”

"You!" Wang Xiaomiao's eyes widened, "You can know these terrier brothers?"

"This is all the routine of twenty or thirty years ago, our parents played the rest when they were young!" Wang Sheng snorted, "The ancient culture of Dahua is broad and profound, and there are many such wild poems." ”

The senior sister on the side was suddenly confused, and before she had time to type the line 'Why is what you said different from what I memorized' on the virtual screen, the brother and sister had already started a series of verbal battles.

"A moment of Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold!" "It's not as good as Wang Lun to send me love." ”

"Look up to the sky and laugh and go out!" "No one knows that it is a lychee." ”

"Die before you get out of the school!" "Don't teach Hu Ma to do Yin Mountain." ”

"Grandma hears that the girl is coming!" ”

"The old man is talking about juvenile madness!" "A pear tree presses a begonia." ”

"Poof!" Wang Xiaomiao suddenly vomited blood, and her forehead covered by bangs was already covered with black lines.

Wang Sheng raised his hand and rubbed Wang Xiaomiao's head, and taught earnestly: "Study hard, you are still young now, don't be in a hurry about cultivating the Tao; ”

Wang Xiaomiao suddenly turned around and threw herself into her sister's arms and sobbed, and the senior sister patted her back with sympathy.

At this moment, a few spiritual senses swept by, Wang Sheng coughed dryly, and said, "The elders of the Sword Sect are coming, don't make trouble, pay attention to your image." ”

"Oh!" Wang Xiaomiao agreed, returned to normal in an instant, took her senior sister's hand, and followed her brother honestly.

Soon, there was a loud laugh in the air, and the familiar round-faced Taoist was still in the distance and there was a shout:

"Flying donkey! Phew, non-language, non-language! I can be regarded as looking forward to you! Come and instruct the disciples of the Sword Sect to cultivate the sword!"

Wang Sheng laughed, waited for a few Sword Sect elders to fall, and looked at the red face and mellow appearance of Fei Neem, he could know that his cultivation life over the years was quite nourishing.

"I've seen the neem chief," Wang Sheng made a gesture, and then he was grabbed by the neem arm and squeezed his eyebrows.

Neem asked, "What time are you here to send the wedding post?"

Do you need the help of the Sword Sect to handle it? You are the elder of our Sword Sect, and you and the silent fairy are both masters of the younger generation, and in the future, the benchmark of the cultivation world, this marriage cannot be hasty!"

Wang Daochang couldn't help but hold his forehead with one hand, although he knew that the neem was deliberately joking, he still couldn't resist it.

Wang Sheng hurriedly said: "This time I came to the Sword Sect because my little sister has admired the sword art for a long time and wants to come to the Sword Sect to learn the sword master. ”

"Oh?" Fei Neem looked at Wang Xiaomiao, who immediately raised his chest and raised his head, showing his good mental outlook.

Although she can't compare her appearance with her senior sister and eldest sister, she is determined not to embarrass her brother in terms of temperament and incompetence.

Neem smiled: "We can trust you, you can teach your sister by yourself, just make a phone call and tell us, why bother to run in person?"

Wang Sheng remembered an interesting incident back then, and said with a smile: "Isn't it that you can also come to taste the Lingquan tea of Dajian Mountain, and by the way, bring Xiao Miao over to open your eyes." ”

"Hahaha! Let's go, please inside, please inside!"

Neem greeted enthusiastically: "Don't be restrained, don't be restrained, when you come here, it's like your own home!"

Our Sword Sect will always have a room in Feiyu, and when the two of you get married, we will renovate the house into a villa and make it a wedding room for you!"

With a wave of his hand, several elders also fell, following behind a few people, as if they were afraid that they would run away halfway.

Wang Sheng talked to Fei Neem about the changes in the Sword Sect over the years, and the conversation was very hot;

Wang Xiaomiao looked around curiously in the back, approaching the mountain gate of the Sword Sect, and could see more and more wonders arranged by the Sword Sect.

The huge stone swords hanging in the air and bound by several chains were particularly eye-catching.

Lying in front of the mountain gate, Wang Sheng saw the scene when he came to the Sword Sect at the beginning of the year, and more than a dozen rows of young disciples lined up neatly.

Seeing Wang Sheng walking, the more than 100 sword cultivators let out a shout, their left hand and their sword fingers pointed at the sky, and the flying sword behind their backs was unsheathed, and they slashed vertically and horizontally in the air, and then simply demonstrated a slight change in the hundred-person array in the swordsmanship.

Wang Sheng nodded again and again, and he secretly observed his senior sister's expression, and found that his senior sister also showed a little thought.

Wang Xiaomiao has little peach hearts in her eyes, and she is already a fan of the strength of these big brothers and sisters of the Sword Sect......

After the sword formation drill was completed, some hot eyes fell on Wang Sheng.

But to the disappointment of these young monks of the Sword Sect, Wang Sheng did not demonstrate a few swordsmanship or sword skills, but started a little cheesy...... Applaud.

In fact, Wang Sheng has always felt that he is a young generation and does not dare to be too arrogant.

In the minds of many sword cultivators, he is now an existence that can be compared with the Old Heavenly Master who represents the Fu Fa, the Medicine God Valley Master who represents the Dan Dao, and others.

Sword cultivation should be like Wang Feiyu, which is a 'famous saying' that circulates in the sword cultivation circle.

Fei Neem said: "Feiyu, you can point and point at them casually, the children are watching, you, as an elder, should also show a little when you go back to your parents' house." ”

"Pointing ......"

Wang Sheng was slightly embarrassed, in front of the Sword Sect, the sword technique naturally could not be used, so there was a suspicion of the class getting an axe.

And Ziwei Heavenly Sword's positive and negative sword formations are not easy to use, and the cultivation of these young disciples is slightly lower, and most of them are not the core disciples of the Sword Sect.

After thinking for a while, Wang Sheng untied the Spiritless Sword from his back and handed it to Wang Xiaomiao, holding his right hand out of thin air, as if it had condensed into an air sword, but wisps of lightning converged on the body of the Qi Sword.

This was the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Intent that was triggered, and a touch of faint coercion from the Great Dao Heavenly Power made many disciples hold their breath.

Wang Sheng was obviously giving some benefits to these Sword Sect disciples, but this kind of coercion was enough to impress many people, and it corroborated with his own sword path.

Then, Wang Sheng took half a step forward and seemingly casually displayed a set of basic sword techniques of the Sword Sect.

As soon as the move came out, the Sword Sect disciples present were a little puzzled, and they didn't know why Wang Sheng wanted to use the basic sword technique that they could all learn.

But after the three moves, all the Sword Sect elders present showed solemn expressions, carefully observing Wang Sheng's movements.

After more than a dozen moves, many young sword cultivators with good understanding had already discovered the principles of the sword path contained in Wang Sheng's moves, and they didn't dare to blink their eyes if they had obtained a treasure.

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