After several people sobered up, Gao Shixing and Fei Lianzi were left to guard the house. The group slipped out of Fengmoxing while it was dark.

Driving a lonely boat, roaming through the starry sky.

In the Shadowless Shuttle, Qinglin explained the method of controlling swords to Wang Sheng. The former head of Shushan also understood that Wang Sheng was not a "pure" disciple of Shushan, but he still taught all his insights into controlling swords.

Qinglin was personally guided by Master Qingfeng, the founder of Shushan, who was the master of Shushan, and Wenqu Xingjun; the sword-controlling technique he interpreted really benefited Wang Sheng a lot.

The senior sister and Fan Duntu were together, and two female cultivators wearing fairy clothes and colorful skirts were holding their mobile phones and playing online games there...

Qinglin was not very interested in such new things. Instead, he kept talking about swords and Taoism with Wang Sheng and talked about the methods of practice.

This Taoist priest does have extraordinary attachment to practice.

"The hometown today has changed a lot compared to ancient times," Wang Sheng smiled, "Senior, don't you really go back to Shushan to see it? Maybe you will also like your hometown now."

"Since leaving Shushan, I have always thought about going back," Qinglin's eyes were filled with memories, which must be recalling a happy period when he was in Shushan.

Qinglin sighed, "But now, how good is I going to go back?"

Zhang Zikuang said in a deep voice: "Master, you have too much psychological burden."

Qinglin smiled without saying a word, looking down at his palm lines, with a little sadness in his eyes.

After swimming on the edge of the ancient battlefield for two days, the Shadowless Shuttle arrived near the Great Buddha, and there was still no trace of people around it. This is indeed a corner area that casual cultivators rarely arrive in exploring the ancient battlefield.

In just a few days, Qinglin was able to completely hide his own breath.

Next, he will guard the Great Buddha and protect the gate to the earth; the old sword spirit Wuming will also be with Qinglin, and will continue to go into seclusion here and practice hard, striving to improve himself.

Wang Sheng also considered whether to call Master Long Likong and his disciples over here to be a companion for Qinglin here.

But after thinking about it, he decided... not to be so cruel.

Qinglin's demonic power at this time was plundered directly from Long Likong, making the victim always face the beneficiaries, which is really unreasonable.

There is a problem that Qinglin must consider at this time.

The Taoist priest's Taoist realm is his own Taoist realm, and his soul is also his soul. At this time, the realm has been broken into the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and the life span problem has been solved. However, the demonic power is foreign after all, and it is easy for the demonic power to lose control and run wild, and it will become obsessed with it.

Qinglin now has only two choices, either give up the Shushan Taoist inheritance and change to the path of demon cultivation, and realize the great way that was born after the combination of demon power and oneself.

Or you just take certain risks and transform your demonic power towards Shushan Daocheng...

In short, either you are assimilated by your own demonic power and completely become a demon cultivator; or you are taming these demonic powers and embarking on a new path.

Qinglin did not tell Wang Shengyan what path he would take in the future, but according to Master Wang's inference, he should have to go the latter.

When he reached the toes of the Buddha, Wang Sheng used the Feiyun Sword to cut the path he often walked on, and waited for the few people to bend down and drill into it, and then carefully closed the path.

"This Buddha statue," Qing Lin poked out his left hand, put his palm on the stone wall, and whispered, "It seems that the material is very ordinary."

Huai Jing smiled and said, "I moved a mountain and directly made this great Buddha, which made it contain a little bit of Buddha's anger, so that the creatures would subconsciously bypass this place.

If there was a slight treasure in it, it would have been emptied by the monks long ago."

"What the mage said is also reasonable," Qinglin nodded with a smile.

Huaijing, Zhang Zikuang, and Fan Duntu flew straight towards the entrance and exit of the Immortal Forbidden Land. Wang Sheng and his senior sister and Qinglin sat at the bottom of the Buddha statue and continued to talk about Taoism.

The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and the friendship between monks is briefly discussed.

We will no longer talk about the past of heaven, nor will we talk about each other’s private affairs, but just exchange our understanding of each other’s understanding of the Tao.

My senior sister is not a sword cultivator, and she can't even talk about Wang Sheng and Qinglin's arguments, so she sat quietly and closed her eyes to practice.

She has not told Wang Sheng about the divine tree in her previous life.

Because the years inside and outside the Immortal Forbidden Gate were different, Wang Sheng had to wait here for most of the day to talk to Taoist Master Qinglin about Qixing. The two of them stood up, holding a Feiyun Sword, and began to compete with sword moves without using the immortal power.

Although Shushan Sword Sect is famous for its sword control skills, its way of earth swords is definitely not inferior to that of Beihe Sword Sect.

The "Qingfeng Huans the Sun and the Moon" was used in the hands of Master Qinglin, giving Wang Sheng a completely different experience, and gently tapping the sword road that Wang Sheng himself cast.

After a few rounds of competitions, Master Qinglin's evaluation of Wang Sheng's swordsmanship was quite high. Even if he was not very good at praising others, he also said "Swords are like stars" and "Tomorrow's Ziwei" one after another, which made Master Wang feel a little embarrassed.

Wang Sheng's mind moved, and he condensed the sword intent of the "killing sentient beings" that he had just obtained at a short time on his fingertips and pondered it with Qinglin.

Qing Lin quietly realized it for a while, and warned with a solemn expression: "This sword intent is not achieved by you, it seems to come from a complete sword intent that has reached a very high level. This sword intent should be extremely close to the original sword path and the killing path.

Logically speaking, the borrowed sword intent is not beneficial, but if the original sword master of this sword intent has disappeared, it will be considered a treasure, like a magic weapon."

Wang Sheng said: "I used it once before, and there was some signs of Dao's heart being out of control."

"Your cultivation level at this time is much worse than the realm of sword intent," Qinglin reminded, "It is best to wait until you enter the realm of immortality before thinking about how to completely refine such sword intent.

Although the way of killing is not a magical way, it is extremely difficult to practice.

The creatures are born from the creation. If you want to hold on to the way of killing, you need to have the ambition to transcend the shackles of the creatures. This is not easy. It is better to take steady steps. If you have the inheritance of the emperor, you will definitely not lose to the way of killing in the future.

Moreover, the crime of killing is too serious, which will greatly affect one's own fortune."

Wang Sheng nodded slowly and wrote down all the words of Taoist Master Qinglin.

Although Wang Sheng does not fully agree with some of Qinglin's views, listening and thinking more is always beneficial.

About a whole day later, Huaijing and the other three flew out of the wormhole. Yan said that the arrangement was made and sent a work report to their hometown, and emphasized that Daozhu Wang asked Sister Xilian to come here.

In order to give Xilian a surprise, Huaijing and others did not specifically talk about Taoist Master Qinglin, but just said that now there is a special need for fox fairy who is "like Xilian who can support half of the sky"...

Wang Sheng awakened his senior sister who was practicing and had a temporary separation from Qinglin.

But there is no need to be sad. Qinglin is practicing here and guarding the gate of the Immortal Forbidden. Wang Sheng wants to talk to this Taoist priest about the sutras and teachings, and he can come over at any time.

Wang Sheng took a jade rifle and pointed it out, handed it to Taoist Master Qinglin, without saying anything more.

Qing Lin picked up the ring and smiled bitterly: "I live a hundred thousand years old. Not only can I not give you anything, but I have to rely on you to help you."

Taoist Wang just smiled but said nothing.

In the ring, he put a bunch of top-grade spirit stones, immortal pills, and treasure materials used to refine flying swords, which was enough for Qinglin to practice here for thousands of years and to refine dozens of flying swords.

However, these "expenditures" are not even one percent of the previous gains from Long Likong to take the lead.

If conditions permit, Wang Sheng can now rely on his financial resources to win over one or two immortals to "work" for him, calling Li Shang, Qinglin, and Long Likong to directly attack Tianfeng...

Of course, this is just a random thought. Tianfeng Sect had withdrawn from Feng Lixing before, but was seriously injured in the sect, and its own strength was still very deep.

Especially the huge number of true immortals condensed into a combat power, which is also quite terrifying.

"There are two jade talismans in it," Wang Sheng said seriously, "If there is any danger here, or if there is something to summon the senior, just use the talisman.

The green one can contact Master Huaijing, and the blue one can contact the younger generation.”

Huai Jing curled his lips and said, "Why did the little monk insist on being green..."

"Hehe," Zhang Zikuang winked, "You monks still care about this? Or should you change it to orange?"

"Amitabha, donor Zhang like this, it is easy to get rid of the beam of the house when he practices."

Zhang Zikuang's body shook, and Fan Dun Dun laughed non-stop.

Qinglin couldn't understand these words either, but just watched with a smile, watching Wang Sheng and the others leave the Buddha, repair the gap, and penetrate into the shadowless shuttle...

When Wang Sheng and the others walked away, a sword sound came from Qinglin's sleeves. The old sword spirit said: "If you have something to do, you can call me directly. I will continue to go into seclusion and think about it."

"Senior, please."

Qing Lin said in a warm voice, then looked around, found an inconspicuous corner and meditated cross-leggedly, staring at the void exposed in the wormhole slightly ecstatic.

Soon, he dispersed his demonic consciousness and monitored the six directions and ten levels. Most of his mind was sinking into practice and began to think about the future path of practice.

In any case, I am unwilling to be a monster and want to take a completely different path.

In the shadowless shuttle, Wang Sheng stood by the porthole and stared at the direction of the Buddha.

The senior sister held his arm next to her and sighed softly, "It's so good..."

"What's wrong?"

"Sister," Mu Wanxuan murmured softly. She looked up and saw the bitter smile on the corner of Wang Sheng's mouth, "What?"

"It's nothing, let's talk about it when my elder sister comes over," Wang Sheng said, "As Master Qinglin said, who can tell the future exactly?"

A ray of fairy light flew out from the Qiankun Ring, and Yao Yun turned into a three-inch-high fairy, floating beside Wang Sheng, and asked in a low voice: "Why don't you give the nameless sword a ray of light?"

Wang Sheng said warmly: "I have calculated before that I can give the nameless senior Xiguang, because of its own material, I can only give three points, not even half a tael.

After giving it to it, Senior Wuming reached the limit of his own ability to improve, and his quality will never exceed Feiyun or even Feixia. Is this really a good thing for Senior Wuming?

If you don’t point it out, let the seniors have a thought and leave some hope."

Yaoyun nodded slightly and looked at Wang Sheng's side face.

She suddenly thought of the golden elixir sword cultivator who jumped down from the Earth Spirit Fairy Spring. When she looked at the person standing in front of her, she seemed to have nothing changed, and there seemed to have many changes.

"Okay, be stingy, and you're so apt to say."

Yao Yun snorted lightly, turned into a wisp of fairy light and flew back into the Qiankun Ring, "I have recovered my spiritual power in seclusion, and call me again during the battle."

Master Wang was suddenly confused.

Did he have an illusion?

How do you feel that since you changed from a "sword spirit" to a "sword man", Your Highness's personality has become more and more...
Chapter completed!