Qingyun Shu Road, ancient Tianguan pass, Cuifeng condenses into Dajian mountain.


    On the winding mountain road, Wang Sheng and his party are climbing up the steps to enjoy the continuous sword front of Shu mountain.


    Wang Sheng walked in the front, dressed in a blue Taoist robe, two strands of sky blue hair bands, and carrying a sheathed non spirit sword.


    This outfit can also set off his "Jianghu status" at this time.


    Wang Xiaomiao took mu wanxuan''s arm and deliberately slowed down the journey;


    Before coming, Wang Sheng secretly told Wang Xiaomiao that the real purpose of this trip was to take elder martial sister to relax.


    Xiaomiao expressed her full cooperation and took the opportunity to request to reduce her daily homework in culture class, but Wang Sheng ruthlessly refused.


    Sister Xi Lian didn''t bother to go out, so she didn''t follow; The investigation team felt that Wang Sheng and his party could not have an accident, so they didn''t show up much.


    At this time, the situation in Dahua was stable, and there was no friction among the Taoists. Although there were occasional monk crimes everywhere, Wang Sheng and mu wanxuan, two experts at the top of the list, could also walk around freely.


    "Elder brother, why do we suddenly want to come to Jianzong?" Wang Xiaomiao asked in a low voice.


    "Don''t you want to learn swordsmanship?" Wang Sheng said with a smile. "Swordsmanship is the secret of the sword sect. Your brother and I learned it by chance. If you want to learn it, you must go through the permission of the sword sect."


    "Coincidence?"


    Wang Xiaomiao blinked. The story she heard from childhood was Wang Sheng''s "Heroic Leap" to save countless creatures.


    Wang Shenggang came up with a simple explanation. The elder martial sister has taken out her mobile phone and tapped her fingertips on the virtual screen to type out the events of that year, supplemented by several expression packs.


    It is also illustrated with pictures and texts.


    The elder martial sister said that there was an element of artistic processing. She deliberately exaggerated how difficult the "sword 72" was and how many swordsmanship talents failed to break through the pass. Finally, Wang Sheng came out and killed him at 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, "and the guidance and guidance given to me by master that year, so that I can temporarily lead other sword practitioners of my peers.


    The limitation of sword 72 itself is very awkward. Only young people can try it, and everyone can only try it once.


    At that time, it was largely because of his yearning for the art of sword defense. "


    In his words, Wang Sheng drew his left hand on his chest, and the colorful glow merged into a Feixia sword, which was handed to Wang Xiaomiao. "This immortal flying sword was sent to me by the elder array spirit of the sword 72.


    Because of its existence, I won many strong enemies, killed many demons and saved myself from danger several times.


    This time, I''ll also take you to pay homage to this elder array spirit. "


    Wang Xiaomiao poked the Feixia sword with her finger. The Feixia sword roared and seemed to resist.


    Xianjian has long recognized the Lord. Even Wang Sheng''s blood related sister can''t touch it.


    However, the elder martial sister also stretched out a finger and poked the Feixia sword with interest; Feixia sword shook its body and made a clear sword sound.


    There is no need for Wang Sheng to explain. This is a flying sword expressing joy and closeness.


    Wang xiaosec suddenly closed her face. The elder martial sister frowned a little and looked at Feixia sword. She hurried over and hugged Xiaomiao''s shoulder to comfort her.


    The reason for being treated differently is also very simple. Wang Sheng and his elder martial sister practice day and night. Feixia sword is very familiar with the smell of Mu wanxuan, that''s all.


    People are not "forgetting their righteousness at the sight of color" swords!


    Soon, Wang Xiaomiao walked out of the shadow of being despised by the sword, hip-hop and laughing with her elder martial sister, and ran back and forth on the mountain road.


    When he was near the gate of Jianzong mountain, the king smiled and said, "Xiaomiao, seeing the ups and downs of the mountains in the distance, can you think of some poems suitable for the occasion?"


    Wang Xiaomiao rolled her eyes and complained, "brother, just say it when you think of it. You don''t have to drag your sister to pave the way for you every time."


    "I''m just checking whether your culture class has fallen behind," said Wang Sheng with a straight face. "In that case, I''ll say one sentence and you''ll take the next."


    "No, it''s so old-fashioned," Wang Xiaomiao said decisively, and then turned his mouth, "brother, let me test you!


    You must follow the next half of my poem, but you must express a different artistic conception from the original poem! You must also be neat! How, brother, are you afraid? "


    Wang Daochang and mu wanxuan looked at each other. The latter had turned Qiu Mou into a crescent moon; Taoist Wang gladly responded. The word "fear" has been deducted from Jianxiu''s dictionary.


    Xiaomiao pondered a few times and said in a fixed voice, "listen, but make the Dragon City Flying!"


    Wang Sheng said calmly, "from then on, the king will not come early."


    Xiaomiao snapped her fingers, "this situation can be remembered!"


    Wang Daochang was not empty at all. "At that time, only Tao was ordinary."


    "You!" Wang Xiaomiao stared round, "you can know all these elder brothers?"


    "This is 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. There are many versatile poems."


    The elder martial sister on one side was suddenly full of fog. Before she had time to type the line "Why are you talking different from what I carry on my back" on the virtual screen, the brothers and sisters had begun a series of mouth skin battles.


    "A spring night is worth thousands of gold!" "it''s not as good as Wang Lun''s love for me."


    "Laugh up and go out!" "no one knows it''s litchi."


    "If you don''t succeed, you''ll die first!" "don''t teach Hu Ma to spend Yin Mountain."


    "Ye Niang hears women coming!" "hang up the southeast branch."


    "I''m crazy about teenagers!" a tree of pear flowers presses begonias. "


    "Poof!" Wang Xiaomiao suddenly spit blood, and the forehead covered by bangs has been covered with black lines.


    Wang Sheng raised his hand and rubbed Wang Xiaomiao''s head. He taught earnestly: "read well. You''re still young now. Don''t worry about practicing Taoism; if you want to reduce pressure in culture class, this road will definitely not work for the time being. Continue to read more."


    Wang Xiaomiao immediately turned around and rushed to the elder martial sister''s arms. She sobbed. The elder martial sister patted her back with compassion.


    At this time, several spiritual senses swept over. Wang Sheng coughed and said, "the elders of Jianzong are coming. Stop making trouble and pay attention to the image."


    "Oh!" Wang Xiaomiao promised, instantly returned to normal, took the elder martial sister''s hand and followed her brother honestly.


    Soon, laughter came from the air, and the familiar Round faced Taoist priest was still in the distance, shouting:


    "Flying donkey! Bah! Non language, non language! I''m looking forward to you! Come and instruct the disciples of the sword sect to repair the sword!"


    Wang Sheng smiled and waited for several elders of Jianzong to fall down. Looking at feinianzi''s red face and mellow body, we can know that his spiritual life over the years is quite moist.


    "I''ve seen Taoist priest feineem," Wang Sheng made a bow, and then he was held by feineem''s arm and winked.


    Feineem asked in a voice, "who''s coming to send wedding invitations? When? How many tables?


    Do you need the help of the sword sect? You are the elder of the sword sect. You and the silent fairy are experts of the younger generation. You can''t be hasty in this marriage! "


    Taoist Wang couldn''t help holding his forehead with one hand. Although he knew that feineem was deliberately joking, he still couldn''t stand it.


    Wang Sheng hurriedly said, "I came to the sword sect this time 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 art."


    "Oh?" feineem looked at Wang Xiaomiao, who immediately raised his head and showed his good mental outlook.


    Although she can''t compare her appearance with senior sister and eldest sister, Xiaomiao is determined not to humiliate her brother in her bearing and absence.


    Feineem said with a smile, "we can trust you. You can teach your sister by yourself. Just call us and tell us. Why go there in person?"


    Wang Sheng thought of an interesting incident in those years and said with a smile, "can you come and taste the Lingquan tea of Dajian mountain and bring Xiaomiao to broaden your horizons by the way."


    "Hahaha! Go, go, please inside, please inside!"


    Feineem warmly greeted: "don''t worry, fairy. You''ll be at home when you get here!


    We Jianzong always have a non-verbal room. When you two get married, we will renovate the house into a villa and make a wedding room for you! "


    With a wave of his big hand, several elders also fell down and followed behind them, as if they were afraid that they might run away on the way.


    Wang Sheng talked with feineem about the changes of Jianzong in recent years;


    Wang Xiaomiao looked around curiously in the back. Near the Mountain Gate of Jianzong, he could see more and more wonders arranged by Jianzong.


    Those huge stone swords hanging in the air and tied by several chains are particularly eye-catching.


    Lying in front of the mountain gate, Wang Sheng saw the scene when he first came to Jianzong that year. More than a dozen rows of young disciples lined up neatly.


    When Wang Sheng and his entourage came, the more than 100 swords were repaired together and gave a shout. The left hand raised the sword fingers together and pointed to the sky. The flying sword carried behind came out of the scabbard, cut vertically and horizontally in the air, and then landed neatly, demonstrating a few changes in the 100 person array in the sword art.


    Wang Sheng nodded repeatedly. He also secretly observed the elder martial sister''s expression and found that the elder martial sister also showed a little thinking.


    Wang Xiaomiao''s eyes are full of small hearts. She is already surrounded by the strength of the eldest brother and sister of these sword sect


    After the sword array drill, some hot eyes fell on Wang Sheng.


    But to the disappointment of these young friars of the sword sect, Wang Sheng didn''t demonstrate a few moves of sword technique or sword defense, but began to clap a little tacky.


    In fact, Wang Sheng always felt that he was a young generation and didn''t dare to be too proud.


    In the eyes of many sword practitioners, he can be compared with the old Heavenly Master who represents the rune and the master of medicine God Valley who represents the Dandao.


    It is a "famous saying" circulating in the circle of sword repair that sword repair should be like Wang Feiyu.


    Feineem son said: "non language, you can point them at will. The children are watching. You, an elder, should show a little when you go back to your mother''s house."


    "Guide..."


    Wang Sheng was a little embarrassed. In front of the sword sect, the art of defending the sword naturally can''t be used, which is suspected of teaching others to teach axes.


    The positive and negative sword array of crape myrtle Heavenly Sword is not easy to display. The cultivation of these young disciples is slightly lower, and most of them are not the core disciples of the sword sect.


    After a little thought, Wang Sheng untied the Wuling sword from his back and handed it to Wang Xiaomiao. His right hand held it out of thin air, which seemed to condense into an Qi sword, but a continuous stream of lightning gathered on the body of the Qi sword.


    This is the urge of heaven robbing sword. A touch of light coercion from Da Dao Tianwei made many disciples hold their breath.


    Wang Sheng is obviously giving some benefits to these sword sect disciples. Just such coercion is enough to impress many people and confirm each other with his own kendo.


    Then, Wang Sheng took half a step forward and seemed to display a set of basic sword techniques of Jianzong at will.


    As soon as the move came out, the disciples of the sword sect were confused. I didn''t know why Wang Sheng wanted to show the basic sword skills they could learn.


    But after the three moves, the elders of Jianzong showed a solemn look and carefully observed Wang Sheng''s actions.


    After more than ten moves, many young sword practitioners with good understanding have found the principle of Kendo contained in Wang Sheng''s move in one form. They are so precious that they dare not blink.


    ……


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