Although he had made sufficient preparations, Wang Sheng did not expect it to be so dangerous.

Just a little bit away, he will be hit on the solid immortal crystal by the surging wave of energy. Even if his Taoist body is strong, he will not be sure whether he can withstand it.

Fortunately, with the help of Jian Ling Yaoyun, the Wuling Sword, which is no longer the same as before, is sharp enough;

After Wang Sheng rushed out of the broken ban, he immediately sensed the existence of the Feixia Sword and used the Shushan Sword Control Technique.

Stepping on the Feixia Sword and injecting magic power into this immortal flying sword that had been silent for more than ten years, Wang Sheng easily got rid of the tide behind him.

The cool air came to my face, and Wang Sheng couldn't help but whistle with his head, his long hair fluttered freely, and his loose fairy pants were shaking gently.

Rebirth as a human being!

He came alive again!

Who can believe this if you say it?

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Master Wang laughed in the air, but soon saw the "senior sister" who worked hard to resist the energy in the air, and quickly stopped the sound and was serious.

When I lowered my head, I saw the "field full of colorful immortal crystals" below, and the fairy crystal mountain that was constantly shaking in the central area;

Large pieces of fairy crystal kept falling, and the huge jade statue appeared dense cracks, and more and more fairy lights were revealed in these cracks!

"Yaoyun, what else can we do?" Wang Sheng asked hurriedly, "Such big noise will really not cause fluctuations in the underworld?"

‘No,’ Yaoyun responded in his heart. She seemed to be tired, ‘No need to do anything more, just leave it to the immortal left behind in the underworld.

Your senior sister left the little underworld yesterday. I had been busy suppressing and banning before, but I didn’t have time to say to you, just go and look for her later.

I have consumed too much spiritual power in the past few days. I need to cultivate for a while. Don’t let this sword leave your hand, and don’t let anyone touch my...the sword where I am."

"Don't worry, you can rest first, big guy."

Wang Sheng said warmly, and only then had the opportunity to look at the full picture of this brand new spiritless sword.

The shape and size of the sword have not changed much, but it has changed from the original silver-white cold sword to a fairy sword that is like a crystal.

The sword body is thorough, like a whole crystal stone is formed naturally without any unnatural traces;

The blade is so thin that it is almost impossible to see with the naked eye, but the center of the sword body is thick, and there is a light flashing gently inside it, exuding a mysterious Taoist rhyme all the time.

The original material of the Wuling Sword is very special, and it is regarded as the crystallization of modern technology. It has no spirituality at all, but it is extremely sharp, and it has an increase in true energy and magic power.

But unexpectedly, at the critical moment, it saved itself once, carried Yao Yun's immortal soul, and exploded Yao Yun's last immortal power, building a second earth spirit seal.

At that very short moment, this spiritless sword was re-refined by Yao Yun once again, and then became the place where Yao Yun's spiritual body was sent;

Over the past ten years, this sword has been under the pressure of the entire earth spirit seal. It is an extraordinary item, and it has been equivalent to having been "forged and cast" for more than ten years, and now it is even more extraordinary.

Moreover, in order to get Wang Sheng out of seclusion in advance, Yao Yun took the initiative to merge with the sword, releasing most of the energy in the Earth Spirit Ban, which can be regarded as completely becoming the sword spirit of this sword...

Therefore, this sword is not only of extremely high grade, but also has a complete sword spirit...

I don’t know which level of treasure this is.

Holding it in his hand, Wang Sheng could clearly feel that the sword had some close connection with him; when he used his sword moves, Wang Sheng also felt the extraordinaryness of this brand new spiritless sword.

The most intuitive point of mana injected into it was fully accepted and almost doubled.

Even among the immortal treasures, this sword is considered a top-notch existence.

It’s a pity that I am just a cultivator in the Tianfu realm and cannot exert the true power of this sword;

So I made up my mind to be worthy of this fairy sword in the future!

The tip of the Feixia Sword trembled slightly, as if paying tribute to the Xin Wuling Sword; but the sword spirit in the Wuling Sword had already rested and ignored the sword pill flying sword that was stepped on by Wang Sheng.

In the sword library of Taoist Wang, the status and rarity of the Feixia Sword have plummeted...

My senior sister left the little underworld yesterday?

Feeling the raging situation of vitality and looking at the bushes below that were blown to the crooked swaying like a strong wind passing by, Wang Sheng was not as anxious as before before breaking the barrier.

Senior sister should have something important to go out, just ask senior sister later.

I suddenly saw a house in the forest, and the house was shaking gently in the wind.

Wang Sheng raised his eyebrows, stepped on the Feixia sword and fell down. His left hand opened and his five fingers were turned upside down. A dark golden light covered the small house in the forest, and then entered it through the faintly hidden wooden door.

This is where my senior sister has lived for more than ten years when she was waiting for her...

With a soft sigh, Wang Sheng's eyes showed a little peace.

The layout inside the house is tight and simple. There is a small bed in the corner, and the head and end of the bed are filled with "brightly colored" books.

Not only the bedside, but also the bed, but also the large bookcases that occupy nearly half of the area of ​​the cottage.

Overall, the academic atmosphere here is quite strong.

Even though my senior sister is in the small underworld, she still has not given up on ‘learning’ in this environment without any network or electricity. This perseverance really makes Taoist Wang…

Not able to complain.

Soon, Wang Shengzhan smiled and saw his "relics" mounted in a large photo frame and hanging on the wall behind a bookcase.

He raised his hand and gently "pushed" the bookcase, took out the Liuxian robe, put it on himself, and saw the dressing table with his senior sister on the side, floating over with his hands behind his back.

He simply tied up his long hair, and was too lazy to put on a Taoist hairpin. His fingers passed through the piles of white papers. It seemed that there were a few volumes of Taoist scriptures and a few volumes of Yin and Yang miscellaneous chapters that Mu Wanxuan wrote and copied on her daily life.

Wang Sheng turned to the pages below and found that the words "Wang Sheng" were densely written on the pages. He couldn't help but feel a little touched in his heart and sighed softly.

Go and find your senior sister.

Turning around, the wind outside had stopped. Although the vitality burst out fiercely, it had quickly integrated into the entire underworld.

He opened the door and walked forward, but saw Meng Po slowly falling from the air and bowing to Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng also returned a bow as if he was decent. He heard Yao Yun mention it and knew that the underworld immortal standing in front of him was Shen Qianlin, but not Shen Qianlin, but as long as he had time, he could recover to Shen Qianlin...

"Yi Shi, where is His Highness Yaoyun?"

Wang Sheng lifted up the Wuling Sword in his hand, Meng Po frowned and nodded slightly.

"So that's it, Your Highness has made you all survive."

Wang Sheng nodded with a smile and said, "Fairy Yaoyun said, senior sister, as long as you keep practicing, you can escape from the situation where your soul is suppressed in a few hundred years."

"Meng Po"'s eyes changed for a moment, and then she sighed quietly but did not answer.

"Where is my senior sister?" Wang Sheng took the initiative to ask, "Senior sister, do you know where my senior sister went?"

"At this time, Fairy Huaqing was waiting in the Pingdu Mountains," said Meng Po. "In recent days, the small underworld has been in turmoil. The ban shows signs of breaking the seal at any time. I was afraid that she would stay here and be injured, so I found a reason to send her away.

At this moment, she was waiting in the Diyin Sect.”

Wang Sheng was shocked. Before he could speak, Meng Po had already bowed and made a gesture of inviting him.

"I'm sending the righteous man to the place."

Meng Po would respect Wang Sheng so much, naturally because of Wang Sheng's previous unhesitated leap.

Carried by Meng Po Xianli, Wang Sheng flew very quickly through the up and down passages of the eighteen levels of hell, and flew through the dim sky of the little underworld.

He suddenly asked, "Senior sister, is this little underworld near the core?"

"The small underworld is attached to this realm, but it has not appeared in this realm. Only the gate of ghosts can overcome the barriers of yin and yang," Meng Po explained two simple sentences, "The power of the Ziwei Emperor cannot be guessed by us."

Wang Sheng nodded and did not ask more about any of these.

He was also inexplicably nervous.

Landing inside the Gate of Ghost, Wang Sheng looked at the stone archway and sighed a little in his heart.

More than ten years have passed in a flash, and I don’t know what is waiting for me outside, but no matter what, my senior sister should be there.

Feeling that Meng Po used a ball of magic to wrap herself up, Wang Sheng turned around and bowed to Meng Po, saying, "Tao Sister, take care of me, if you have any questions, let Diyin Sect come to me."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the gates of hell. The illusion suddenly appeared before his eyes. When the picture returned to normal, he immediately found himself standing on the edge of a cliff.

The breeze that caresses gently, with the sound of the wind;

In front of Wang Sheng, the Diyin clan members who gathered here due to the turbulent things in the small underworld were most of them staring at Wang Sheng with a ghost expression, and there were only three or four young men who didn't know who this person was.

Wang Sheng's eyes were searching in the crowd. When he saw the beautiful figure behind the crowd, he subconsciously took two steps forward, but suddenly stopped for some reason.

"Teacher...Senior sister..."

At the back of the crowd, who was the jade man wearing a light white embroidered lotus skirt at this time, wasn’t Mu Wanxuan who had been thinking about it for thirteen years and waiting for it for thirteen years?

Mu Wanxuan's bright eyes were wide open at this moment, her beautiful eyebrows were curved, and her eyes suddenly became wet, biting her shallow lips.

Only when you look at you will know the warmth and coldness of this heart;

Only when I get back with you will realize the bitterness of separation.

At that moment, between heaven and earth, on the cliff, there seemed to be only each other, looking at me, and I looked at you.

If you don’t say a word, I won’t say a word, but I suddenly know what you want to say in my heart.

Looking at her clear eyes, Wang Sheng's eyes returned to their former peace, and the impetuousness in his heart quietly dissipated; Mu Wanxuan raised her hand to tick the ends of her hair, and her eyes were filled with expectations.

Taking a step forward, Wang Sheng wanted to walk over, walked up to her, and told her that he was back and would not leave again in the future...

only……

"Damn it! It's a hell! The soul of Taoist Wang rushed out of the underworld!"

"Get the talisman! Prepare to collect the ghost bottle, don't hurt Taoist Master Wang!"
Chapter completed!