Seeing this, Master Wang sighed:

Sometimes it is a sword, sometimes it is human. Could it be that this is the real... Sword, cough, an innate treasure?

Wang Sheng and Yaoyun didn’t know why the changes occurred in the Wuling Sword were;

Yaoyun felt that she should do this at that time, so she took a few steps in this direction and crossed several classes with the Chaos Spiritual Xi.

I really never thought of this result before.

The Wuling Sword was reshaped, and the sword and spirit were combined into one. The "high-tech basic material" of the Wuling Sword had completely disappeared. At this time, the Wuling Sword in Wang Sheng's hand was more like a spiritual sword condensed through Yao Yun.

Holding the new Wuling Sword, Wang Sheng always wanted to try the power of this sword, but suddenly remembered the fact that his Qinglian would definitely turn this place into ruins.

So he quietly flew out of the attic and arrived at the open space of the courtyard. Wuling Jian gently pulled a sword flower.

"Yaoyun, try to see if you can integrate human and sword."

Yao Yun's voice sounded in Wang Sheng's heart: "Of course."

In an instant, a stream of spiritual power was injected from Wang Sheng's palm and quickly merged with Wang Sheng's immortal power; Wang Sheng felt like a pufferfish, and his immortal power quickly swelled, and his cultivation level actually forced forward two levels!

For a moment, Wang Sheng seemed to have crossed a barrier, pushed open a door, and glanced at it quickly, but only clouds and mist were everywhere.

"My spiritual power has increased by about 72 times," Yao Yun said lightly, "The combination of such a man and sword should help you fight fiercely for half a day."

Wang Sheng waved his sword forward, and his immortal power was not emitted, but the vitality in the air was rippled. The blade of the Wuling Sword, which looked not very sharp, seemed to have cut through layers of universes, and the traces of the vitality were slowly swept open.

A spiritual treasure-level sword has greatly improved the sword cultivator.

At this time, Wuling Sword did not know how to divide the levels, but Wang Sheng felt that the recast Wuling Sword was stronger than the Dragon Sword and should be classified as a acquired spiritual treasure.

Standing in the courtyard with a sword in hand, Wang Sheng quickly let Yao Yun's spiritual power retreat, and then restrained his immortal power. He just held the spiritless sword and stood quietly, experiencing the veins of the sword, the law of the sword, and the god of the sword.

Suddenly, the breeze rose, and the starting posture of Chunyang Sword Ge was already moving with the wind. Wang Sheng jumped lightly, and the sword light in the courtyard flashed for a moment.

Just like when I had not had any cultivation level, Wang Sheng today has his own sword aggregation every move, and every move is so natural and just right...

When the sword roars, it turns into a breeze, and when the thunder is heard, it is heard.

Two disciples happened to pass outside the courtyard and stopped almost at the same time to look at Wang Sheng who was practicing swordsmanship. After seeing two movements, they couldn't help but fall into it and were infected by the sword.

In the small building of the head sect, the window was pushed open, and the Yao Xingzi, who was holding a roll of jade slip, was also attracted by Wang Sheng's sword technique. He stopped there and nodded constantly.

After a while, a strange wave slowly swept out from Wang Sheng's courtyard.

Yao Xingzi secretly sent a message, and called out more than a dozen young disciples with good qualifications and insights to observe in the distance; anyone with a little cultivation level can see a hundred miles away, and there is no need to come close to it.

Wang Sheng's sword move at this time had switched to the Taiyi Golden Immortal Sword.

A golden lotus is a step, and a sword is a flower.

At that time, the lazy and casual front thorns were sometimes tight and as tight as the wind storm, all the eyes that were watching the place were attracted.

There is no need to be blessed by the mighty immortal power, nor do there be dazzling fairy lights to accompany you, just simple swords and moves, pure humans and Taos.

After a set of sword techniques, the sword moves changed again. Shushan's basic sword techniques were used in Wang Sheng's hand, but they were more pure and straightforward.

The Great Dao is like a passionate woman covered in tulle, revealing her hazy appearance to the monks.

Wang Sheng's sword moves gradually lost their fixed move routines. They just held the sword, talking to Tao and nature, feeling each other's existence.

On the windowsill on the second floor of the courtyard, the senior sister leaned against the window and sat quietly on the windowsill, with a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth, her eyes full of relaxation, and she was immersed in Wang Sheng's sword technique.

Why is the sword?

Why is Tao?

Wang Sheng seemed to be asking himself these two questions, and more and more bystanders had a little enlightenment in their hearts.

At this time, even though he was just observing Wang Sheng’s swordsmanship, and even though most immortals and monks were inseparable from swordsmanship, he realized a lot from his own way.

Finally, Wang Sheng stopped his sword move, stood up straight with his right hand on his back, raised his sword with his left hand, and slowly pressed down from his chest...

Around the Taoist robe, the Taoist rhyme slowly spread out, a green lotus behind it swayed gently, and stars flashed one after another in the blue sky above the head.

Standing there and chuckled, Wang Sheng looked at the Wuling Sword in his hand and sighed:

"The only one who knows me is my sword."

Yao Xingzi was standing beside him and chuckled.

At this time, Yao Yun reminded Wang Sheng that Taoist Master Wang, who had already entered the realm of forgetting things and things, had noticed that there were hundreds of figures standing in the air far and near outside the courtyard.

At this moment, Wang Sheng looked at him, and I don’t know who did it first. No matter what his identity and seniority were, those who had just realized it, bowed to Wang Sheng.

"Thank you Elder Pi for your advice."

"Thank you, the elder for enlightening us with one sword."

"I have been trapped for six hundred years and have loosened at this moment. Thank you Elder Pi."

Wang Sheng was calmly bowed, and looked around with a peaceful smile, bowing to the elders and the head of Yao Xingzi.

Soon, all these immortal monks returned to their respective retreats and began the largest retreat in Xinghai Gate in nearly ten thousand years...

...

After recasting the spiritless sword, Wang Sheng's Lingxi was still more than ten pounds. He was not stingy and directly placed a pound of Lingxi on his arm to serve Yaoyun as snacks.

At this time, Yao Yun could still slowly absorb Ling Xi, and seemed to be able to continue to break forward; Wang Sheng was also a little confused about why in her state.

It is not convenient to ask others about this matter, after all, Chaos Lingxi is not a minor matter; and Li Shang, who knew about this, was also in seclusion. He had just been there, so it was hard to bother him again.

This is always a good thing, so there is no need to worry too much.

Wang Sheng was very determined. After the matter of Wuling Sword was resolved, he went into seclusion with his senior sister for half a month.

The two of them sat cross-legged face to face, just like they did back then, and could touch each other with their hands raised.

Because there is still matter of recruiting talents in Xinghaimen, Wang Sheng did not allow himself to enter into a state of meditation and devoted his time to comprehend the Qinglian Jue.

However, the senior sister, at this time, her perceptions were continuous, and the Yin-Yang Dao was rapidly improving, which obviously she had gained many benefits from Wang Sheng's swordsmanship.

Looking at the senior sister in front of him, Wang Sheng began to think about what treasure he should prepare for his senior sister.

First, create a spiritual treasure, and then use Lingxi to improve its quality, so it is best to give birth to a weapon spirit. After all, the senior sister has been fond of sword spirit for more than a day or two.

——Of course, these cannot be hidden from Wang Sheng.

It is indeed not easy to find treasures.

Although Wang Sheng had the Qiankun Ring of the Thirteenth Princess of the Heavenly Court, when he thought of using Yaoyun's treasure to please his senior sister, Wang Sheng felt a little ashamed of His Highness the Princess.

I'll go shopping around later to see if I can find some spiritual treasures.

The senior sister's cultivation is too low now, and the endless changes in Yin and Yang Avenue cannot be put into force at this stage; from a safety perspective, it is also an urgent task to help the senior sister make some high-quality defensive spiritual treasures.

As the day when he was about to go out, Wang Sheng opened his eyes and stared at the jade man in front of him. The senior sister was wearing a loose long skirt, but the charming curve under her clothes was still faintly visible, and her smooth skin disturbed her mind.

Daozhu Wang thought and shouted softly: "Senior Sister."

Mu Wanxuan's long eyelashes were shaking gently, slowly breaking free from enlightenment, and slowly opening her eyes.

But before her eyes were fully opened, Wang Sheng was already leaning forward, and he immediately stepped back after a light kiss on her lips.

Mu Wanxuan blinked and was a little confused, but then she realized that she was attacked by her junior brother, and her pretty face was flushed;

Master Wang suddenly smiled, but he soon saw the 'revenge' in his senior sister's eyes.

A slender hand directly wrapped around Wang Sheng's neck. Mu Wanxuan took the initiative to counterattack and caught Wang Sheng off guard based on the principle of "How can you take advantage of your junior sister as a senior sister?"

After a while, Mu Wanxuan's face was flushed and her tongue secretly licked her lips;

She stood by her hands behind her back and looked out the window, as if nothing had happened, and she secretly glanced at Wang Sheng from time to time.

Master Wang sat in place, looking at the Wuling Sword floating in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh to the sky...

If it weren't for Jian Ling's friendly reminder just now, they might not have to go out today!

Otherwise, let Yaoyun go back and send a letter in the name of missing her parents?

Tsk, this one can have...

However, Yao Yun immediately spoke in her heart: "Don't think about it."

Wang Sheng:...

In fact, it is very simple to solve the current situation where the sword spirit is always disturbed. Wang Sheng only needs to take his senior sister back, let his parents, master and uncle testify, invite all the Taoist leaders to come and watch the ceremony, and get married directly with his senior sister.

Wait until the Thirteen Stars are settled.

My life span is still long. Although my senior sister has not yet become an immortal, her path to being an immortal should not be too tortuous. After all, she was a strong man in the longevity state in her previous life.

As long as the two of them stay together, they can find a chance to retreat to Yaoyun, and the atmosphere is just right...

"Go out?" the senior sister asked in a low voice.

Wang Sheng nodded with a smile, "The appointment with Elder Linyuan and the others is today. We want to recruit soldiers for Xinghaimen and prepare to expand our sphere of influence.

You go with me too. I want to go with you wherever I go now, for fear of losing you.”

"Um……"

Mu Wanxuan couldn't hide the smile at the corner of her mouth, took out the Taoist robe from the storage magic weapon, blinked at Wang Sheng, and turned around and floated away the screen beside her.
To be continued...