The two sleeves are wide and chanting the breeze, neither human nor demon nor immortal.

This was the first time Wang Sheng had maintained a "spell casting" for so long. He remained in a state of tense tense for the whole 70 to 49 days.

The demon pills and the soul blend together, and the soul completely controls the demon pills, and then helps Taoist Master Qinglin reshape his body...

No matter which one is a challenge for Taoist Master Wang who is not very good at except Jiandao.

But fortunately, everything went smoothly.

Forty-nine days later, Wang Sheng sat cross-legged in the void, unable to help but open his mouth and yawn; Yao Yun had also returned to the Qiankun Ring to rest and continue to restore his spiritual power.

Long Aotian had already recovered and was sitting quietly in the distance to heal his wounds. His little apprentice Binglu sat next to his master, secretly looking at him from time to time, and didn't dare to look at him anymore.

Three meters in front of Wang Sheng, a slender figure stood there, surrounded by a little demonic aura, and his eyes were gently closed, as if he was asleep.

After so many days of hard work, each of them seemed to have created a demon spirit with one sword.

It's still a demon spirit in the fairyland.

Taoist Master Qinglin was originally the Taoist realm at the peak of the True Immortal Realm. After being refined into a war slave, he was confused for 100,000 years. Now he is liberated. The power of the soul is nourished by the demon elixir and demon power. The barriers to the realm are quickly broken, and there is a breakthrough in succession.

The demonic power contained in this demon pill is far from comparable to the immortal power of a human cultivator in the middle stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm. This is the half-body cultivation that Long Aotian has accumulated for many years.

Now Qinglin has completely merged with the demon pill, and with Long Aotian on his side, there is also a method of "demon cultivating". In the future, he can continue to practice as a demon spirit.

Demon spirit...

Wang Sheng suddenly realized that it seemed as if there were arrangements in the dark.

Taoist Master Qinglin seemed to have rejected his elder sister's pursuit because he was the head of Shushan and his elder sister Xilian was a fox demon.

It is much more convenient for the elder sister now. After all, Master Qinglin is in his current state and has no position to say anything about the "sexual path of the human being".

Qinglin also sighed long and smiled bitterly: "Where should I be considered a demon at this time? Demon? Demon?"

Wang Sheng couldn't answer for a while, but fortunately he had prepared words of comfort, "It's a good thing to be alive, and demons and humans are just creatures. As long as the seniors adhere to their original hearts and follow the goodness in their hearts, they will rely on the cultivation of demons to enter the realm of immortality in the future. Who dares to say three things?"

Qinglin sighed, "The past is gone, and it is hard to find old friends. I am just like a lonely ghost at this time. Although the endless starry sky is vast, it is difficult to have a place to stay or place to express my heart."

"My friend is gone, can you just make friends?" Wang Sheng asked with a smile, "Senior, come with me, I will take you to see the few people who have just come out of my hometown."

"Your words are quite similar to Santong," Qinglin replied in a low voice, his eyes full of nostalgia.

Wang Sheng did not disturb Qinglin's recollection of the past. He lightly lowered his feet and floated in front of Long Aotian and Binglu in the void. He took out several bottles of pills and several top-grade spirit stones in his arms, and said, "You will hide your whereabouts nearby, heal your wounds and restore your cultivation.

If you have something to come to you, I will call you; if you find any threats to approach Feng Moxing, or if you have any urgent matters, you can also contact me in time."

"Abide by the master's order!"

Long Aotian shouted loudly, fearing that Wang Sheng would not hear it; the star bones here were attached with a faint vitality, and ordinary sounds could be transmitted.

The demon dragon buried his head and shouted again: "Master!

The old slave now serves his master, and he leads the way and tries to share his worries and problems for his master.

Thinking of the past, the old slave wanted to hurt his master several times. Whenever he thought of this, he always blamed himself and was frightened.

I also asked the master to give the old slave a name. The three words "Long Aotian" are just a joke from the old slave. I will never want to remember it again in the future!"

Wang Sheng glanced at the corner of his mouth and said calmly: "Your path to practice is to transform a dragon, and your body has also become a dragon-shaped body. Then I will tell you... Dragon splits the sky, how about it?"

"Thank you the master to give your name! Thank you the master to give your name!"

Long Aotian, it was wrong. Long Likong should be very excited and shouting.

This key to controlling can also turn a man who was originally full of vulgar words into a gentle and kind...

Wang Sheng shook his head secretly, turned around and made a gesture to Taoist Master Qinglin, and took Qinglin to fly towards Feng Moxing.

There are also many demon cultivators on the Thirteen Stars, but most of them live in simplicity. There were only two demon masters in the Tianxian Realm, namely the Tianfeng Sect’s Greedy Wolf and Long Aotian.

But even when the demon cultivator walks on the street, he will not be called to get rid of the demon.

——Everyone is a casual cultivator who makes a living, and the demon clan does not have any substantial threat to the human clan now.

Although Tianfeng was defeated at this time and Xinghai Gate became more and more stable, Wang Sheng was still careless and hid his whereabouts with Qinglin. He wandered around the city for a long time before carefully knocking on the gate of the house.

It seems that the one who opens the door will always be Master Huaijing. Wang Sheng once suspected that Huaijing was fine but just fell asleep at the door.

"Senior, please."

Wang Sheng made a gesture of invitation, but Qinglin shook his head and refused, saying, "You are my savior, and there is no reason to replace the host with the guest."

Huaijing frowned and looked at Qinglin. At this time, Qinglin could not restrain his demonic aura, "This is..."

"Well," Wang Sheng deliberately kept it a secret and said with a smile, "Can the master help me buy some wine and food? Today is a double happiness, let's celebrate it well."

He actually directly instructed Luo Han to do odd jobs and run errands...

Huai Jing seemed to have thought of something, looked up and down at Qinglin a few times, chanted the Buddha's name, and invited the two of them into the yard.

"Please come in quickly, what do you want to eat in Feiyu?"

Lord Luo Han really agreed to this job casually.

"Make a few more sweet mouths, my senior sister loves to eat... By the way, remember to buy my senior sister a pineapple and make a few more jars of wine," Wang Sheng said with a smile, Huai Jing made a 'oil' gesture, and quickly floated away in the monk's robe.

Qing Lin whispered: "Who is this mage? He seems to be very human."

"Hui Jing, the monk from Tianlong Temple is also a close friend of the younger generation," Wang Sheng explained with a smile, and then closed the formation of the house, and the immortal power surged out, "Senior Sister! Master Fei Lian! Come and see who is coming!"

The senior sister appeared directly on the roof of the main house, and the other four people in the yard rushed to the front yard.

Qing Lin also frowned, probably because he had discovered that the five people had not yet become immortals, and whispered: "Why have they come out to make trouble now? There are many difficulties outside. Even if there is no encirclement and blocking of foreign troops, it is time to become immortals and step out of the gate of the Immortal Forbidden City."

"Senior doesn't know anything, so I will slowly explain to you later..."

"Master!?"

Fei Lianzi suddenly shouted loudly, and the round-faced Taoist priest with tears in his eyes, flew towards him and kowtowed directly, "Fe Lianzi, a disciple of the Sword Sect, pay homage to Master Qinglin!"

Qinglin had already felt Fei Lianzi's sword sect's mind method at this moment, and was also filled with emotion. Thinking of the pain of being trapped for more than 100,000 years, there were always many difficult things in his heart.

He hurried forward, trying to reach out and support Fei Lianzi, but his movements paused slightly, and finally he just held his hands in his arms and helped Fei Lianzi up.

"Please get up soon."

"This is the contemporary elder of Shushan Sword Sect, and his name is Feilianzi," Wang Sheng introduced the sentence next to him.

Fei Lianzi's cheeks flushed a little, and she quickly said, "Just Master just call me Xiao Lian."

Zhang Zikuang, who was running from behind, smiled. He was about to touch his phone and take a picture of this scene. Later, he joked about Fei Lianzi, but found that he was used to not bringing his phone with him.

Standing in the front yard, Wang Shengwei, Taoist Priest Qinglin introduced one by one. Qinglin kept holding his fists, and everyone bowed repeatedly.

"This is my senior sister, and my Taoist partner, and I don't say anything about the Taoist name... We are both followers of Sister Xilian, and we were always taken care of by my elder sister before."

Taoist Master Qinglin nodded with a smile, then sighed with his hands behind his back, and a look of suddenness and helplessness appeared in his eyes.

"Let's stop here, just tidy up," Zhang Zikuang greeted, "Rantuaner, why are you standing here? Draw dragons, hurry up and get some tea."

Fan Dundu joked: "I know... Is this the ancient man from a thousand years ago?

He said so handsomely, no wonder he was missed by Senior Xilian.”

Master Wang was embarrassed when Master Qinglin was embarrassed, so he coughed; Fan Duntuan shrank his neck and quickly slipped over to prepare tea and snacks.

The group brought Qinglin into the main house, followed the excellent traditions of the local cultivation world, and sat around the round table for eating, regardless of the main or secondary level.

Fei Lianzi seemed to remember something, hurried to the backyard, and soon hugged the nameless old sword who had been in seclusion and wanted to improve his own quality.

When Qinglin saw the sword of the ancestor Wen Quxing, he respectfully called him Senior. After giving a big gift, his eyes were a little crystal clear...

The old sword spirit just nodded with a smile and patted Qinglin on the arm.

When they each took their seats, several people stared at Taoist Master Qinglin for a while, and the Taoist Master was sitting upright.

Wang Sheng took the initiative to find a topic and first explained the result of the battle that Qinglin was quite concerned about. Heavenly Court had been defeated. I wonder how many of the seniors who followed Emperor Ziwei to fight back.

I also talked about the situation in the local world at this time. From the lack of spiritual energy for thousands of years to the fact that the Taoist practice has just recovered, I heard Qinglin sighing...

When Qinglin heard that the Taoist inheritance of various families was almost cut off due to spiritual energy, but the sword sects passed on the "useless" Taoist inheritance from generation to generation based on the body of mortals, the Qinglin was also filled with emotion.

"The Heavenly Court had no choice but to do it back then. Censoring spiritual energy was actually an act of protecting the hometown."

Wang Sheng revealed the topic and asked about Qinglin's experience over the years. Qinglin said that he was just drowsy and trapped in this magic banner. When his soul almost disappeared, Wang Sheng happened to come to rescue him.

Everyone scolded Tianfeng Sect for a while, and Wang Sheng also took the opportunity to say that he had already conquered Long Aotian and the source of Taoist Master Qinglin's demonic power at this time.

Qinglin sighed: "I have been thinking about where to go in the future, but now I have already understood.

The earth cultivation world is just the time when people are used. There is only one big Buddha guarding the gate of the Immortal Forbidden Territory. Although it can avoid people's eyes and ears, it is not enough to deal with sudden changes.

Just so happens, I have nothing to do and nowhere to go, so I will be this gatekeeper.”

Fei Lianzi hurriedly said, "Why don't the master go back to Shushan to cultivate for a while? Everyone will be extremely happy to see the master return."

"How can I return to Shushan in my current situation?" Qinglin shook his head, but at this moment he showed a little relieved smile, "If I can do something for Shushan and the cultivation world, I can feel more at ease in my heart.

You can't let Feiyu down."

The old sword spirit on the side smiled and said, "Qinglin had just passed the disaster and now there is no weapon to take advantage of it. I'll be by his side, so we can take care of each other."

"this……"

Fei Lianzi was immediately confused. His master finally recovered and wanted to go to see the gate. He also followed his master's sword...

Wang Sheng whispered: "Instructor Zhang, go back by taking a telegram and let the elder sister come here directly."

"Oh, OK!"

Zhang Zikuang was about to set off to prepare immediately, but Wang Sheng said there was no hurry and waited for Master Huaijing to come back to discuss the content of the "telegram".
Chapter completed!