The Tianzong Dynasty, in the Jianhou Mansion of Bashui County, Tianyanxing Province.
“Meng’er, your sword can be even faster and stronger.”
“Yes, this sword is much better.”
Jian Menger, a beautiful girl dressed in snow-white clothes, concentrates on practicing a swordsmanship in the courtyard. The speed of swordsmanship is extremely fast, and the one who speaks to him is a black-clothed youth next to him… Jian Wushuang.
Judging by their age, both of them should be fifteen or sixteen years old, but Jian Wushuang was able to point out some of the shortcomings of Jian Meng’er’s swordsmanship very viciously.
After a swordsmanship practice was completed, Jian Meng’er took her sword and stood, smiling and walking towards Jian Wushuang.
“Brother Wushuang, what do you think of my swordsmanship?” Jian Meng’er asked.
“The aurora swordsmanship is about speed first. If you can fully practice this swordsmanship in forty breaths, you will be considered a great success, and you just completed the aurora swordsmanship with only thirty-eight breaths. Very good.” Jian Wushuang said.
“This is what you taught Wushuang brother, otherwise I would never have mastered this swordsmanship to the greatest extent in just two months.” Jian Meng’er said.
Jian Wushuang shook his head secretly.
He knows that although what he teaches is good, the bigger reason is that Jian Meng’er has a great talent in swordsmanship. In the Jianhou Mansion, where swordsmanship is mainly studied, if the talent is better than the swordsmanship, I am afraid that apart from himself Besides, the one with the highest talent is Jian Meng’er.
“Brother Wushuang, if you use this aurora swordsmanship, how many breaths can you complete this swordsmanship? Can it be performed within 30 breaths?” Jian Meng’er suddenly asked.
“Within thirty breaths?” Jian Wushuang smiled slightly, but did not speak.
Aurora swordsmanship, after 40 breaths of practice, is considered a mastery, and if he goes all out, he will completely practice Aurora swordsmanship once, only 23 breaths are needed!
This level has already reached its peak!
“With your talent in swordsmanship, Brother Wushuang, you definitely don’t need 30 breaths. It’s a pity…” Jian Meng’er looked at Jian Wushuang with a strange look.
Jian Wushuang certainly knew what she was talking about, so he couldn’t help laughing: “Don’t worry, soon, I will be able to become a martial artist soon.”
“It’s almost time?” Jian Meng’er didn’t think so. After all, he had already said so four years ago.
Jian Wushuang, the direct blood disciple of Jianhou Mansion, his father, who used to be the pavilion master of Jiange Pavilion, is also recognized as the strongest person in Jianhou Mansion. She grew up under the guidance of his father.
With his father’s status, he was destined to be extremely prominent from birth. In Jianhou Mansion, he was definitely one of the highest-ranking disciples of the younger generation. However, all of this happened four years ago, when he was twelve years old. Years of drastic changes.
In that year, his father went out to travel, but since then he has not been heard from and disappeared.
And misfortunes do not come singly. That year was also the critical stage when he began to condense his spiritual power and move towards a martial artist. However, when he tried to condense his spiritual energy, he found that no matter how hard he tried, he could not condense even a trace of spiritual energy. .
The inability to condense spiritual power is a nightmare for any martial artist.
It is important to know that the journey of martial arts… absorbing the spiritual energy of the world and condensing one’s own spiritual power is the only way to become a martial artist.
A martial artist, his own spiritual power is the foundation. A person who cannot condense spiritual power is destined to become a martial artist in his life. Such a person is the kind of waste that is looked down upon in the Jianhou Mansion where strength is respected.
Over the past four years, Jian Wushuang has never really given up. He has been working hard, always wanting to become a true martial artist, and even one day, he will be able to inherit his father’s position and take charge of the sword pavilion again, but the reality is very cruel .
However, although Jian Wushuang cannot condense spiritual power, his talent in swordsmanship is shocking.
He has been practicing swordsmanship with his father since he was a child, because his father is the master of the sword pavilion, and his talent in swordsmanship can be called a monster. Many swordsmanships are taught to him only once, and he can remember them and quickly learn them. He is well-versed, so regardless of his young age, in terms of swordsmanship alone, few people in the entire Jianhou Mansion can compare to him.
But no matter how talented the swordsmanship is and how strong the swordsmanship is, there is no spiritual power trend, and it is not very useful?
“This time it’s really fast.” Jian Wushuang was full of self-confidence.
“Okay.” Jian Meng’er smiled, not taking it seriously.
“Meng’er, Wushuang.” A middle-aged man walked in from outside the courtyard. The middle-aged man looked very kind.
“Father.” Jian Meng’er shouted.
“Lanbo.” Jian Wushuang also shouted.
This middle-aged man is Jian Meng’er’s father, Jian Lan, the chief elder of the Blood Martial Hall of Jianhou Mansion.
“Wushuang, I taught swordsmanship for a day, thank you very much.” Jian Lan said with a smile.
“It doesn’t matter.” Jian Wushuang shook his head and said, “Uncle Lan, it’s getting late, so I’ll go back first.”
“Okay.” Jian Lan and Jian Meng’er watched Jian Wushuang leave.
But after Jian Wushuang disappeared from their line of sight, Jian Lan’s originally gentle gaze converged.
“Meng’er, how’s it going?” Jian Lan asked in a low voice.
“I have mastered the aurora swordsmanship.” Jian Meng’er looked solemn.
“That’s great.” Jian Lan clasped his hands tightly, a look of ecstasy on his face, “It’s been almost four years, you’ve been with this kid every day, let him teach you swordsmanship, and suffered for four years. His grievances have finally paid off!”
“You have mastered all of the eighteen first-class swordsmanships in the sword pavilion. Now, it’s time to implement our plan!”
“Father, are you sure we want to do this?” Jian Meng’er raised her brows, but her eyes were still cold, and she showed no mercy.
“Those who make a big deal, don’t stick to the small details.” Jian Lan’s eyes turned cold, “Everything depends on tomorrow!”
…
Jian Wushuang returned to the courtyard where he lived. After a brief meal, he sat down on his bed with his knees crossed.
“I told Meng’er today that I will soon be able to become a true warrior, but she doesn’t believe it?” Jian Wushuang smiled, but his right hand involuntarily touched his lower abdomen.
In his abdomen, there is a gray stone bead the size of a baby’s fist lying there. This gray stone bead has existed in his body since Jian Wushuang was born, and its origin is a mystery.
But this gray stone bead was the main culprit that caused Jian Wushuang to never become a warrior.
Others only know that his Jian Wushuang is a natural waste that cannot condense even a trace of spiritual power, but in fact, only he himself knows that he is not unable to condense spiritual power. On the contrary, his whole body is 108 All the meridians have been opened up long ago, and it is very easy to gather spiritual power.
But every time he practiced, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth absorbed by his body had no chance to condense and transform it into his own spiritual energy, and was ruthlessly swallowed up by the gray stone bead in his abdomen.
In other words, every time he cultivated the spiritual energy of heaven and earth absorbed from the outside world, it became the food of the gray stone beads, and with the devouring of the gray stone beads, Jian Wushuang also discovered that the gray stone beads are not limitless. , but is equivalent to a container.
For the past four years, he has been cultivating every day and insisting on absorbing the spiritual energy of the outside world. He just wants to fully feed the gray stone beads as soon as possible. With the spiritual energy of heaven and earth ingested from the outside world, he can naturally condense spiritual energy to become a martial artist.
And yesterday, he found out that the gray stone beads have reached a saturation state, and he only needs one more day of practice, that is, today, the gray stone beads will reach the true limit, and he will re-condense the spirit. Come on!
“Let’s start.” Jian Wushuang was looking forward to it, and immediately began his daily practice.
As expected, the gray stone beads in his body were still ruthlessly devouring the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that he had absorbed from the outside world, but as they gradually devoured, the gray stone beads finally reached the limit they could bear.
hum~~~
The gray stone bead suddenly began to rotate in his body, and the speed of rotation was getting faster and faster. With the rotation, the volume of the gray stone bead gradually decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just a moment, the gray stone bead that had been in Jian Wushuang’s body completely disappeared.
“No, this bead, disappeared?” Jian Wushuang’s eyes flashed with ecstasy, but the next moment Jian Wushuang stared suddenly.
A vast message poured into his mind without warning.
“Great Heaven’s Fortune!”
“Capturing the heavens and the earth, and building the supreme magic!”
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