The First Sword of the Earth

"Fellow Daoist, can you tell me what's going on here?"

"uh-huh!"

The gray-haired Taoist in the wooden cage next door glanced at Wang Sheng, just snorted coldly, closed his eyes to absorb the spiritual energy in the fairy stone, and concentrated on clearing his own blood evil.

Wang Sheng didn't feel embarrassed, and looked to the other side, only to see that the fairy turned his body slightly, and turned his back to Wang Sheng...

Well, all so indifferent.

Already in prison and still not actively communicating, how does this depend on resisting the oppression and enslavement of Tianfengmen?

Wang Daochang didn't feel discouraged, and continued to observe the changes in the situation, waiting for the moment when he was remembered by these people.

For several days, no one came to take care of Wang Sheng, but Wang Sheng collected a lot of information through his own observation.

First of all, the monks who were regarded as 'miners' were not only these twenty or so people, he also saw another wave of 'miners' sitting on the big wooden board, being dragged up from another mine mouth by two real immortals.

The serial numbers of the twenty people began with the word '地'. According to preliminary estimates, there should be four batches of miners from 'Tiandi Xuanhuang'. A total of about 100 miners entered different mines to work in batches.

Before Wang Sheng continued to observe to see if there were other two groups of miners, Wang Sheng was finally remembered by the steward of Tianfengmen on the ninth day after he was brought here.

"By the way, take this man to the edge of the cliff and go digging the wall."

Two immortal soldiers 'invited' him out of the wooden cage, brought him to the edge of this 'land', and threw him into a large wooden cage with more than ten people meditating.

"Be honest here!"

A fairy soldier cursed in a low voice, then closed the door of the wooden cage, and the two left together.

With the cultivation bases of these ten people, Wang Sheng immediately became a 'senior expert' from the Embryo Realm to the Flying Immortal Realm.

He sat down in a corner and observed these monks. Some of the dozen or so monks were unmoved, and some of them were also looking at Wang Sheng.

But just like the miners Wang Sheng had seen before, most of these monks had no radiance in their eyes, even if they met Wang Sheng's eyes, they were still unmoved in the slightest.

There are also many female nuns here, accounting for one-third of the number.

But at this point, male nuns and female cultivators are no different, they are just 'hard workers' whose lives are controlled by the Tianfengmen.

There are only two things Wang Sheng can do now.

Observing in secret, plus pondering the method of practice, can't improve the strength, and I'm afraid there is only a dead end here.

How to improve strength?

Wang Sheng has also thought of many ways these days, the general idea is how to get more fairy stones, or how to absorb more pure vitality.

The celestial power in his body is still full at this moment, and it didn't consume much when he was caught before, after all... there was no time to resist.

On the sixth day after being transferred to the 'prison room' here, Wang Sheng still didn't think of a way to obtain pure vitality to practice, but he who has been locked up here has finally ushered in a wave of errands.

Several immortal soldiers came to the wooden cage, and one of them cursed fiercely:

"Come out!"

Wang Sheng stood up slowly, and his fourteen cage companions had already lined up and walked out of the cage one by one.

Soon, they lined up outside, immortals with slightly higher cultivation bases like Wang Sheng who flew to the fairyland stood at the front, and those who had not yet become immortals stood at the back.

These people are very cooperative, so cooperative that they don't need these immortal soldiers to bother, they know where to go...

It's been a while since they've been living here, and Wang Sheng hasn't seen any signs of resistance. All the workers are like walking corpses, being swallowed up by this bloody mine.

The group of them were sent to the edge of the cliff, where a row of stone piers stood, and two fairy ropes were tied to each of the stone piers.

A fairy soldier said: "Hang up the hooks and locks for the people around you."

Before Wang Sheng understood what it meant, an immortal soldier had already thrown a 'belt' at his feet, "Put it on yourself."

Yes, I have work clothes myself.

Daoist Wang was very sensible and didn't have any resistance, he just picked up the belt and tied it outside the Taoist robe.

The dozen or so people on the side had already helped each other, and tied the ends of the fairy ropes to their respective belts. At this time, Wang Sheng was chained to seal his fairy power, and his hands were bound, which made it quite inconvenient to move. When he was looking at these fairy soldiers, A female cultivator from Flying Fairyland had already come over and helped Wang Sheng tie the fairy rope without saying a word.

"Thank you."

The female fairy didn't seem to expect that Wang Sheng would say thank you, she nodded slightly, then bowed her head and walked aside.

These immortal soldiers took out fifteen more hammers and fifteen awls, and threw them in front of these monks, and each took a pair.

Digging mountains and digging walls, since their cultivation has been sealed, they cannot be allowed to work empty-handed.

"This hammer and awl... the skill of the craftsman is not bad," Yaoyun commented in Wang Sheng's heart, and Wang Sheng could only take it as a pleasure in suffering.

Soon, fifteen people jumped off the cliff and hung on the edge of the cliff. Those immortal soldiers stepped on a cloud and flew down, adjusted the height of those immortal ropes, and arranged positions for them respectively.

A fairy soldier Yukong flew to Wang Sheng's side, and said calmly: "Within three months, if you cut a square of three feet and a thickness of three feet, you can go up and rest for a month.

If you can't finish it, you will hang here and die of exhaustion. "

Wang Sheng didn't answer anything, raised his hand and touched the dark red mountain wall in front of him, felt the filthy power contained in it that made him frown slightly, sighed slightly in his heart, picked up the hammer and awl, and began to chisel slowly up.

"It's quite sensible." The immortal soldier said coldly, and drove away straight away.

Soon, these immortal soldiers stepped back slowly on the cloud and acted as supervisors. They were chatting and laughing there, and did not pay extra attention to Wang Sheng.

Bowing his head and raising his head, Wang Sheng saw many figures hanging on the cliff wall, and outside the big formation in the distance, he could see a ray of light from a star.

'How to get out of trouble? If you can't get out of trouble, how should you practice here? '

Wang Sheng began to think about the whole long-standing problem again. He subconsciously chiseled the stone wall, and began to think continuously in his heart.

Gradually, Wang Sheng didn't think of anything too good, but Yao Yun reminded him:

'It was chiseled too quickly. '

'Um? ’ Only then did Wang Sheng notice that he had unknowingly hewn a stone wall, and looking at the ‘cage friend’ near him, the progress was not as good as one-tenth of his own.

Yao Yun said in his heart: 'Don't let them notice that you still have physical strength. '

"Understood," Wang Sheng slowed down the rhythm of his beating, and his movements became weaker, and continued to think.

For the monks caught here by the Tianfengmen, those with low cultivation level will dig the walls outside, and those with high cultivation level will be arranged to go to the mine; if all the miners can be mobilized to make trouble, it will be a force that should not be underestimated .

But firstly, it is not easy for monks to fool around, and secondly, more than a dozen real immortals and one heavenly immortal from Tianfengmen sit here, and they can wipe out all the miners with their backhands, so they are not afraid of causing trouble at all.

If there is a mess, I am afraid that I will not have a chance to escape, and it is very likely that I will be 'caught in a catch'.

And the day after tomorrow, Fengmen only needs to secretly send someone to catch another batch of loose cultivators back, and the place will still operate as usual.

The only way to survive is to survive here temporarily, improve your strength, and wait for the right time...

Just as Wang Sheng was struggling with the method of cultivation, Yao Yun stood up decisively and temporarily proposed a compromise plan.

'I control your body to dig the stone wall,' Yao Yun said, 'you return your soul to the Heavenly Mansion, even if you can't practice, you can still comprehend your own way.

There is no other way now, let's first improve your own realm of enlightenment and perfect your own way. When you find an opportunity, you can break through quickly. '

'Will anyone find out? ’ Wang Sheng asked worriedly.

‘You and I have almost the same breath, just rest assured. '

Just do what he said, Wang Sheng put his consciousness back into the Yuanshen. Although the Yuanshen was suppressed, it didn't prevent Wang Sheng from comprehending the way of swords; Cloud Control continued to knock on the stone wall in a leisurely manner.

This feeling is quite strange, as if I have opened a third perspective.

It's another series of Sword Spirit Helping Me.

Yuanshen sat cross-legged in Tianfu, Wang Sheng tried his best to forget about the situation outside, and immersed himself in his own way of swordsmanship.

The four major sword intents gradually projected four swords around Yuanshen. The star sword condensed from the Ziwei Tianjian sword intent just appeared, and was about to slash at the shackles tied to Wang Sheng's Yuanshen, but Wang Sheng stopped it immediately .

If it is really cut off, those 'supervisors' will definitely be alarmed, and some unpleasant consequences may arise.

Afterwards, Wang Sheng held the star-gathering long sword in his hand, flicked it with his fingers, put away the other three sword intents, and began to concentrate on deducing the Ziwei Heavenly Sword.

As soon as he started to deduce, he immediately felt a little strange; when Yuanshen held the sword intent, he began to practice Ziwei Tianjian's sword moves in Tianfu, and the sudden change made Wang Sheng refreshed.

At this time, hundreds of stars shone brightly above the sea of ​​qi that condensed the immortal power, and a little bit of starlight, like the snowflakes of the first snow, slowly scattered into the sea of ​​qi, and the celestial power hovering below immediately expanded a bit... …

This is?

The power of the stars?

'Yao Yun? Did you see it? '

'Um? ’ Yaoyun’s voice was slightly puzzled.

Wang Sheng immediately practiced the Ziwei Heavenly Sword again, and soon, the stars flickered again, and the power of the stars condensed into light spots and scattered into the sea of ​​​​qi.

Immediately, the celestial power of Qihai increased by a scoop!

Although the amount is small, it is better than pure, and it can not attract anyone's attention!

‘Ziwei Heavenly Sword? But I forgot that you still have such abilities, this place is already out of the Immortal Forbidden Land, and the power of all the stars and stars can be used by you. '

Yao Yun's thoughts were also somewhat joyful, 'So, although it is slower than absorbing vitality to practice, it still opens up a path.

Next, you can think about how to make Ziwei Tianjian's sword intent absorb the power of the stars to restore itself without your prompting. '

"Okay," Wang Sheng immediately agreed. Such a sudden discovery inspired him, and soon he began to concentrate on deducing the Ziwei Heavenly Sword and comprehending the starlight of this "first meeting".

After spending about a month and a half, Wang Sheng finally did it. Instead of deliberately urging the Ziwei Heavenly Sword Sword Intent, he could use the endless power of the stars for his own use.

The Ziwei Heavenly Sword also seemed to be 'reborn', and more insights surfaced in Wang Sheng's mind.

Wang Sheng and Yao Yun calculated together that only relying on the power of the stars, he could break through to the middle stage of the Flying Immortal Realm in eighty or ninety years... Although it is indeed much slower than the previous practice, but compared to other immortals , is already an astonishing advancement speed.

What's more, he is still a prisoner of Tianfengmen, so a pair of straw sandals would be nice, what kind of bicycle do he want!

After finding the way to practice, Wang Sheng became more active.

Tianfengmen...

This beam has been completely closed.

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