The First Sword of the Earth

The word "Cai" is not just a coin.

　　 Dharma artifacts, methods and materials for refining the artifacts, the pill, the elixir furnace and herbs for refining the pill, and the talisman that has been known before, dozens of which are worth tens of thousands...

　　 All the resources related to cultivating Taoism are actually in the category of ‘financial’.

　　 These are all questions that need to be considered by the monks, and they even have to fight for it.

　　 Taoist priests want to make money, so it's really hard not to fudge.

　　 That night, Wang Sheng discussed with Master about the development of sect storage resources, but Qing Yanzi let him not have to worry, just practice peace of mind on the mountain.

　　 This kind of money is still more professional.

　　 Early the next morning, Wang Sheng saw two small porcelain vases on the table. When he opened it, there were a few elixirs with a faint fragrance.

Huh?

　　Which Taoist did Master go to rob last night?

　　 Wang Sheng blinked, feeling quite shocked by this, and without waiting for him to ask more, Qing Yanzi had already walked over from the house with a smile.

　　 "Try it, what is the quality of the Huiyuan Pill refined by Master?"

　　 "Master, do you still practice alchemy?" Wang Sheng asked a little surprised.

"An old Taoist teacher on Wudang Mountain passed me a pill book. I was fine when I was young, and I wrote it down," Qing Yanzi smiled calmly, and was quite satisfied with the apprentice's expression. It’s that nowadays the herbs are hard to pick, so there are not many refining, and there are some reserved for the senior man who provided the pill furnace, only these few can be kept for you."

　　Wang Sheng blinked, and almost blurted out to ask for his own father whether there was any pill to treat infertility.

　　 Cough, I still have the opportunity to look up the alchemy of the alchemy, this matter is a bit difficult to tell after all...

　　 "Yesterday I heard Junior Brother Shiwu talk about the previous incident. You and Maoshan disciple Liu Yunzhi and Longhushan disciple Shi Qianzhang were walking quite close," Qing Yanzi sat on the side seat, "Is that true?"

　　Wang Sheng didn't think much, and replied, "It's true. Master, what hate do we have with these two Daocheng?"

"How can there be any enmity," Qing Yanzi waved her hand and smiled, "I just want to tell you one or two, don't care about your birth when you interact with people, you should consider character as the standard. I heard Junior Shigou say At the beginning, Shi Qianzhang seemed to have a perverted temperament and was rather arrogant and domineering. Don't be influenced by him. This is the clear Taoist heart that has been hard to come by."

　　 Wang Sheng nodded solemnly, "The disciple understands, I'll delete it for him later."

　　 Well, I deleted it once before and was added back. It was still a friend application for various life-threatening chains.

　　 Shi Qianzhang may be the legendary acting personality, Wang Sheng has also encountered this kind of person in his life, most of them are psychologically a little...abnormal.

　　 "It's not necessary to delete friends," Qing Yanzi laughed.

　　 "Master, you don't know, this guy is real..." Wang Sheng shook his head, his face full of helplessness, "Not a very good person."

　　 Qingyanzi seems to have seen something, and feels relieved, not to mention it any more.

　　 My apprentice should have a sense of measure.

　　 "Put away the elixir and go to practice, but I'm so worried for the teacher."

　　 "Well, the disciple will definitely not do anything insulting, Master, you can rest assured."

　　Wang Sheng can only guarantee this. He really dare not say whether he will be annoyed by Shi Qianzhang in the future so that he can't help being rough when he meets.

　　 Immeasurable Tianzun, calm and calm.

　　 These few pills are used to restore one's own true essence, speed up the absorption of the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth, stimulate one's own potential, and have a little effect on recovering from injuries.

　　 Master gave it, Wang Sheng didn't dare to refuse, he collected the medicine, and took his new sword to the gate of the courtyard.

　　 Stand with the sword, Taoism and Taoism, this mind is free and clear.

　　 From time to time, there was a mountain breeze blowing, Wang Sheng took out his sword, the blade chased the wind, and slowly displayed the Beidou sword formation from beginning to end, carefully experiencing the many changes in the sword formation.

　　 When the sword formation started to be a little hot, Wang Sheng tied a dummy to himself, and used this dummy as the ‘enemy’ to use the Seven Star Sword Array to ponder the meaning of the sword formation.

　　 Now that he has already passed that stage, this set of Seven Star Sword Formation is entering the room.

　　 Although I dare not say that the accomplishments in this sword formation have been able to catch up with his master, but it is indeed not too far away.

　　 After a while, Wang Sheng stood up with his sword, standing on the stubborn stone by the side of the road, as if he was in harmony with the heaven and the earth.

　　 The wisps of vitality from the heavens and the earth gathered towards Wang Sheng, then made a turn around Wang Sheng's body, slowly swirling away, and scouring his body.

　　 In the forest not far away, Mu Wanxuan, who was sitting still under the tree, seemed to be able to feel Wang Sheng's location. She closed her eyes and practiced, with a little smile across her mouth.

　　 In the main room, Qing Yanzi has no idea where she has gone, so she should have gone to find a place to practice.

　　 In this mountain gate that is still not visited by many people, the days are still so peaceful and peaceful.

　　 That is... the sannyas of the elder sister is indeed too amazing.

　　 On the third day that Wang Sheng gave her the jade flute, she was able to play some coherent and simple tunes; and after six or seven days, she was able to play some complete repertoires.

　　 After half a month, every time Mu Wanxuan played the jade flute, there was always a ray of peace of mind mixed with it, and every time it made people feel something.

　　 Then, Master Qing Yanzi came up with a new idea.

　　 On the first full moon night after returning to the mountain, Qing Yanzi dragged her two apprentices to another toss.

　　 asked Mu Wanxuan to put on a turquoise antique skirt, her figure was highlighted by the white waistband, her long hair was tied into a fringed hairpin, and two gauze hair bands fell in front of her shoulders.

　　 When she played the jade flute in the moonlight, Wang Sheng, who was wearing a green-silk robes, danced the ancient sword Wenyuan, spilling the shadow of the sword like stars in her debut...

　　 However, next to him, a certain immortal master is holding a mobile phone with camera function, squatting on the ground regardless of his image, constantly adjusting the angle of the video, his mouth still plausible.

　　 "Yes, this angle is right...

　　 Xiaosheng, you are too focused on your sword dance, so make more eye contact with your senior sister.

　　 Xiaoxuan laughed, hey, yes...not to make you laugh, but to smile at the corners of your eyebrows...yes, yes! "

　　 Finally, it was midnight, Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan sat tiredly beside the kang, watching the dozens of seconds of short film taken by Master.

　　 Qingyanzi whispered:

　　 "The jade flute is hidden on the sleeves, and the sword goes purple. Who can hear it? Whose jasper is dyed in the moon, I asked the song here."

　　 Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan looked at each other, and both of them couldn't help but laugh.

　　 Qing Yanzi coughed, and calmly retracted the phone, saying: "Take a rest early, and I will process the video tomorrow for the teacher."

　　 "Master," Wang Sheng couldn't help asking, "What is the purpose of shooting these videos."

　　 Qingyanzi said indifferently: "Posted in the circle of teachers and friends, I am envious of those old Taoists who have no apprentices."

　　 Wang Sheng's heart swayed, he couldn't help holding his forehead with his hand, and the senior sister leaned forward and back while laughing.

　　The monastic life after returning to the mountain has just stabilized. At this time, Wang Sheng only wants to practice quietly, striving to raise his realm to the fetal stage within a year, and also feel what it means to not eat.

　　 But Li Shiwu, the deputy head, arrived at their courtyard with a sad face when they had just returned to the mountain for a month.

　　 The gray-haired old man stood in front of the younger and younger Qing Yanzi somewhat restrained. Seeing Qing Yanzi's expression a little uncomfortable, he could only greet him as much as he could.

　　 "Brother Qingyanzi, you must help Junior Brother again this time..."

　　 Qingyanzi frowned and said, "There is another exchange meeting? My two disciples also want to practice, so I can't go out and run around every day."

　　 Li Shiwu hurriedly said: "How can there be such frequent exchange meetings? This time it will take half a day at most. If you can do it yourself, maybe you won't be able to use it for half a day."

　　 Qing Yanzi looked at Li Shiwu with a bit of speechlessness, but the latter could only shake his head and smile bitterly.

　　 "Sit in the room, and speak slowly, what happened again?"

Li Shiwu breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a wry smile: "Hey, this is a private matter at my hometown. I went to find uncle and uncle for help, but they were a little bit dumbfounded. I beg you, brother. You are the most reliable one of my peers."

　　 Qingyanzi is a bit soft on the ears, and did not refuse Li Shiwu's invitation. UU Reading www.uukanshu.cOM

　　Let’s see how things are going. If it’s a bit difficult, let Feiyu and Buyu go. If it’s not difficult, it’s just a mix of food and drink, his master...

　　 willing to delay his own practice, to endure all this suffering for the disciples.

　　...

　　 More than ten minutes later, Li Shiwu walked briskly down the mountain, before leaving, he did not forget to say hello to Wang Sheng who was practicing swords outside.

　　 Wang Shenggang had some ominous premonitions, and the master's call followed.

　　 "Xuan Xuan, Xiao Sheng, come in."

　　 called Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan to the front, and heard the master ask: "In the eyes of you two, are there any ghosts in this world?"

　　 Ghost, ghost?

　　 Mu Wanxuan's small hand suddenly twitched, and her lips were pursed. Her small face was a little pale, her eyes showed a little horror, she looked up at Master, and shrank directly behind Wang Sheng.

"Almost forgot, Xiaoxuan, you are most afraid of this," Qing Yanzi seemed to remember something suddenly, patted his forehead, slightly dumbfounded, and sighed: "You go outside to practice for a while, and I will leave the matter to Xiao Sheng. Do it."

　　Senior Sister, a monk in the fetal stage, is actually afraid of ghosts?

　　Wang Sheng felt a little weird. After the senior sister came out of the house, he looked at Master with inquiring eyes.

Qing Yanzi calmly explained a few words: "Ah, when she was seven or eight years old, she wanted to stimulate her to speak more, so she listened to the Midnight Ghost Story Radio station for a while, and this left this behind. Fear of ghosts."

　　 This is about to skyrocket the desire to complain...

　　Wang Sheng asked: "Master, what was the effect at the beginning?"

　　 "It didn't work, but it was more serious. Your senior sister...cough, almost autistic."

　　Wang Sheng:...

　　 This matter, Master and his elders can definitely do it!