"Yin and yang are combined together, and it is the wonderful way.

This is a sentence that is behind our Pure Yang Immortal Art. Those chapters should be the practice method after becoming an immortal. Although you can understand it at this time, you cannot understand the mystery.

The Tao rhyme contained in this finger is like the pure yin way, which seems to be incompatible with the pure yang way of our ancestors, but in fact it complements each other."

Qing Yanzi's face was a little dim, "Our ancestor left this finger, maybe it was because the owner of the finger was already scattered, and there was only this little remnant..."

Wang Daochang's hair stood up, and the master's inference was reasonable, but this matter sounded a little scary.

Even if you keep a souvenir, how can you keep your fingers directly?

"Master, what does this luminous mean?"

"You can experience it carefully," Qing Yanzi said with a calm smile on his face.

Wang Sheng pinched the immortal finger and felt it carefully. After being silent for half a minute, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, "It is trying to break free? Although the force is very weak, it really wants to fly in a certain direction!"

"Yes," said Qing Yanzi, "This happened to this finger half a year ago.

On the plus side, this may be a certain immortal in the Heavenly Court who has experienced a disaster that we cannot imagine and is restoring his body and thus calling on this finger.

Thinking about it badly, the one who calls this finger may be the enemy of Heaven."

Wang Sheng couldn't help but feel a little worried, "Master, what if the other party comes here?"

"This is also something that my teacher is worried about," Qing Yanzi took his finger, "I gave this item to the research institute for analysis before, but there was no result. So I wanted to wait for you to come back and ask Fairy Yaoyun."

"Master, wait," Wang Sheng thought, and the spiritless sword next to Wang Xiaomiao flew back to him in a blink of an eye.

The three-inch-high little sword spirit also stood on the hilt of the sword, staring at the finger that Wang Sheng was pinching.

More than ten seconds later, Yao Yun said softly, and Wang Sheng and Qing Yanzi breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"I am a little familiar with this breath. It must be the body of the immortal in the Heavenly Court. Why is it on your side?"

"The collection of ancestors," Wang Sheng replied.

Yao Yun's mouth twitched gently and said calmly, "If your ancestors did this, there is no need to make a fuss. But why is the fairy light scattered in this residual body?"

"This happened half a year ago."

"Half a year ago..."

Yao Yun stood on the hilt of the sword and thought for a while, and then said three or five minutes later: "The immortals in the Heavenly Court left this world first and arrived at the exit of the Immortal Forbidden Land. The army rushed forward all the way, which took half a year.

I was wondering what internal connection is there.”

Wang Sheng asked back: "Is it possible that an immortal had entered the forbidden place of the immortals half a year ago and was looking for the earth to come?"

"Not like," said Qing Yanzi, "As the fairy said, if the army sets out, it will take half a year to get out of the entrance and exit of the immortal forbidden place from here, but if a master like Taiyi Jinxian flies alone, it may not take half a year to get here."

"It's true," Yao Yun nodded slowly and said, "Whether it is an enemy or a friend, I have a large array of isolated aura here.

If the connection between this body and the immortals outside can be blocked and there is a large formation to protect it outside the earth, you can rest assured for the time being.

Later, when you build the main hall of the sect and worship this item, I will use the method of sealing it."

Wang Sheng and Qing Yanzi pondered for a few moments, and the master and apprentice nodded and agreed at the same time.

As Yao Yun said, when you can't confirm whether this is a good or a bad thing, just seal it first.

"Let's practice quickly," Yao Yun glanced at Wang Sheng, then drilled back into the Wuling Sword and controlled the Wuling Sword to fly back to Wang Xiaomiao.

Qing Yanzi smiled and said, "It's really good to have a sword spirit."

Wang Sheng called a glass of wine and drank it all in one go. Seeing that the master put away the immortal finger, put it back into the square box, and then sealed the square box with layers of magic power...

If this is really the immortal finger, the owner of the pure Yin power is very likely to be an immortal in the heavenly court, and it may be able to answer the questions in the hearts of countless monks in the world of the earth.

Heaven, will it be destroyed?

"Brother, are you here to play cards? We lack individuals!"

Qing Yanzi waved his hand, Wang Sheng agreed with a smile, jumped up from his master, and walked to the formation that had already sat up by the stream.

Qing Yanzi played with the bronze square box in his hand, looking at the sky, with a little thought.

In fact, there is a saying that Qing Yanzi did not tell his apprentice.

He made up the sentence "Yin and Yang are the best for the Tao" by him. There is no such sentence in the Pure Yang Immortal Art, but he is afraid that Wang Sheng will affect his state of cultivation because of this matter.

The pressure that Wang Sheng gradually felt at this time was also experienced by Qing Yanzi in the early years.

Before you reach the Earth's Taoist world, you will feel inexplicable pressure, and you will worry about the future safety of the Earth's Taoist world; after understanding the history of the Heavenly Court, you will always worry about the powerful enemies of the Heavenly Court coming to destroy the Earth.

If it were an ordinary monk, he could say, "The person with the highest person carrying it when the sky fell," then how could he comfort himself when he became the tallest person?

Qing Yanzi was thinking about how he could help his disciples relieve this pressure, but after thinking about it, there was no good way.

"Forget it, it's useless to think too much."

Taoist Master Buyan raised his head to drink, and looked at the lively situation by the stream; looking at Junior Sister Jingyun, although she had always maintained a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere, she could get along with the young people and play together, Qing Yanzi was also a little envious.

Having said that, I will be a serious leader in the future, and I still have to maintain my majesty.

After burping, Qing Yanzi brought another cup of wine and savored it carefully between her lips and teeth.

"This wine..."

Based on his many years of wine tasting experience, Pang Bo's knowledge of liquor, and his vision far higher than that of ordinary monks, he has been scattered at the top "Dao Banquet" in the Taoist world for many years. At this time, he couldn't help but exclaim:

"It's pretty good, not very good."

Monk Huaijing, who was catching cards by the stream, suddenly smiled and felt a little satisfied.

...

The next day at noon, after several people who were drunk last night woke up, Chi Wen and Wang Xiaomiao volunteered to pack up the garbage and tidy up the tent, and regarded it as the temporary garrison of the Chunyang Sword Sect.

The others continued to return to the top of the mountain to work, striving to cap the main hall today and complete various buildings within a week!

They have good morale, and with the addition of Xilian, the new force, they have sufficient manpower...

A cultivator in the Tianfu realm is equivalent to a crane and a tycoon in the fairyland, which is equivalent to the labor force of a large construction team.

But the plan could not keep up with the changes, because several people began to "make excellence" and the construction period began to be extended. The work that could have been done in one week was busy for a month.

Just talking about the main hall, after the construction is completed, we will start painting walls, laying floors, and suspended ceilings...

Qing Yanzi took out all the money he had accumulated for many years, put an antique calligraphy and painting on one wall, and also placed a bookshelves in the corner to create an elegant reception area.

The ancients often said, "carving beams and painting pillars". Compared to moving stones and building walls, these fine work was more exhausting for several monks.

Mu Wanxuan showed off her fine brushwork and drew a picture of immortals landing on the top of the hall. Qing Yanzi picked up his pen and wrote two sentences:

The stars reflect the sea of ​​clouds, and the immortal chases the moon.

Monk Huaijing also brought some cushions and wooden chairs to his Tianlong Temple, all of which were available for use. It seems that it has been a while, so it will not use new objects, which makes people laugh at the sect's lack of foundation.

The work of brushing the wall fell on Jingyun. Master Jingyun was meticulous in his work and practiced a technique similar to the artistic conception of water. When he brushed, he seemed to be dancing gracefully, which was beautiful and efficient.

Wang Sheng’s task is heavier.

A circle of white stone railings were built in front of the hall, and relying on his exquisite sword skills, he made some reliefs on the railings. In addition, he also completed the carving work in the hall.

Who made him outstanding swordsmanship have an innate advantage in doing this kind of thing...

Of course, the Wuling Sword dared not be used in such a place, otherwise Yao Yun would have to lose his temper; the sharpness of the Feixia Sword is enough.

After finishing all this, Wang Sheng had to work with his master to sort out the various arrangements of the square outside the hall. Two corridors were planned around the hall, and a giant sword carving was also required in front of the hall.

But there is no hurry to do this. You can wait until the first batch of apprentices grow up before you can get it done slowly.

Of course, Wang Sheng’s most important task is to make a decent stone sculpture for the master as soon as possible and place it in the main hall.

Master Wang then thought about it. He searched the stone sculptures within a radius of thousands of miles, found a finished sculpture ordered by Daocheng, and personally visited this medium-sized Daocheng.

This family inherits hundreds of monks from all over the country. When Wang Sheng came to visit, he was a little confused at first.

When they learned that Jian Xiu Feiyu wanted to buy the statue of the ancestor god who was ordered by their family half a year ago, they immediately said that they could not sell it!

deliver!

Must give it!

In addition to sending stone statues, Daocheng also sent two elders to follow throughout the process, invited several craftsmen to start work at the same time, smoothed the face of their ancestors, and replaced the face of Chun Yangzi's British drama. The two elders also strongly asked them to carry them and personally sent them to the location designated by Daozhu Wang.

Wang Sheng naturally declined politely, and could not take their belongings in vain. He took two healing pills and sent them to this Daocheng family.

The values ​​on both sides are not equal. These two immortal pills are two lives, but Wang Sheng has no treasure to give to others except these immortal pills.

When the jade statue was moved back to the Sword Sect and scattered onto the stone pedestal in the hall, the entire hall seemed to have gods, and the arrangements everywhere seemed to come alive.

Qing Yanzi couldn't help but ask: "In such a short time, how did you do it?"

Wang Sheng smiled indifferently, walked out of the hall and continued to move bricks, hiding his merits and fame.

Soon, Chi Wen took Xiao Miao to visit the 'jade statue' of Master Chunyang, and then Wang Xiao Miao told the secret: "Why does the face of this sculpture feel a little concave in it?"

After several people observed carefully, Qing Yanzi threw a cloud of mist on the head of the stone statue.

"The true appearance of the ancestor is not convenient to reveal, just like that."

Wang Sheng outside the hall breathed a little relieved, continued to work hard and worked hard.

A month later, the appearance of the peak changed drastically. Several halls stood at the peak, and several exquisite attics dotted it, faintly matching a certain formation.

Qing Yanzi arranged a spirit gathering array everywhere, his senior sister took care of the flowers and plants, and Taoist Master Jingyun also fiddled with many bonsai and stone sculptures. Wang Sheng and Huaijing stood up a stone archway at the edge of a cliff with bare shirtlessness.

A Taoist inheritance full of artistic atmosphere is roughly completed.

Then, Qing Yanzi took the stone tablet that had been prepared for a long time. The stone tablet was five meters high and stood in front of the mountain gate. There was a sword engraved on the back, and four large characters were written in ancient seal script on the front:

Pure Yang Sword Sect.

"In this way, we should also prepare to accept disciples... Xiaosheng, where is Xiaoxuan?"

"Disciple is here!"

Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan agreed in unison and stood behind the master and listened to the training.

"You two come to the door in person to send people to see the ceremony."
Chapter completed!