Chapter 1 The Sword

Tianzong Dynasty, in the Jianhou Mansion of Bashui County, Tianyanxing Province.

"Meng'er, your sword can be a little faster and stronger."

"Yes, this sword is much better."

The beautiful girl Jian Meng'er dressed in snow-white clothes concentrated on practicing a swordsmanship in the courtyard. The speed of swordsmanship was extremely fast, and the one who opened his mouth to point him was a black-clothed boy 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, Jian Menger stood up with his sword closed, and walked towards Jian Wushuang with a smile.

"Brother Wushuang, what do you think of my swordsmanship practice?" Jian Meng'er asked.

"Aurora swordsmanship is about speed. You can fully rehearse this swordsmanship within forty breaths, which is considered a great achievement, and you just completed the aurora swordsmanship with only thirty-eight breaths, which is already very good. ." Jian Wushuang said.

"This is what you taught me, Brother Wushuang. 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 knew that although what he taught was good, the bigger reason was that Jian Meng'er had a great talent in swordsmanship. In Jianhou Mansion, where he studied swordsmanship, if he had more talent in swordsmanship, I am afraid that apart from himself, The most talented person is Jian Meng'er.

"Brother Wushuang, if you use this aurora swordsmanship, how many breaths can you complete the swordsmanship in? Can it be done in thirty breaths?" Jian Meng'er suddenly asked.

"Within thirty breaths?" Jian Wushuang smiled slightly, but did not speak.

Aurora swordsmanship, after 40 breaths of exercise, 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!

"Brother Wushuang, with your talent in swordsmanship, 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 but smile: "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 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 this happened four years ago, when he was twelve years old. Suffered upheaval.

That year, his father went out to travel, but he was never heard from and disappeared.

And misfortunes do not come singly. That year was also a critical stage for him to start condensing his spiritual power and marching toward 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 power.

Unable to condense spiritual power, this is a nightmare for any martial artist.

It should be noted that the way of martial arts... absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and condenses one's own spiritual power to become a martial artist.

A martial artist, his own spiritual power is the foundation. A person who cannot gather 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.

In the past four years, Jian Wushuang has never really given up. He has been working hard, always wanting to become a real 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 could not condense spiritual power, his talent in swordsmanship was shocking.

He practiced swordsmanship with his father since he was a child,

Because his father is the pavilion master of the sword pavilion, and his kendo talent is also called a monster. Many swordsmanships are taught to him only once, and he can remember them and master them quickly, so regardless of his young age, he can only talk about swordsmanship. , there are really few people in the entire Jianhou Mansion who can compare to him.

But no matter how high the talent of swordsmanship is, and how strong the swordsmanship is, without the trend of spiritual power, it is of little use?

"It's really fast this time." 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.

"Uncle Lan." Jian Wushuang also shouted.

This middle-aged man is Jian Meng'er's father, Jian Lan, the great elder of the Blood Martial Hall of Jianhou Mansion.

"Wushuang, I have 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 to the greatest extent." 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, and let him teach you swordsmanship, and you've been wronged for four years. Now it has finally paid off!"

"You have mastered all of the eighteen first-class swordsmanships in the sword pavilion. Next, 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!"

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Jian Wushuang returned to the courtyard where he lived, and after a simple 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 real martial artist, 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 for Jian Wushuang's inability to become a martial artist.

Others only know that Jian Wushuang is a natural waste who can't condense even a single trace of spiritual power, but in fact, only himself knows that he is not unable to condense spiritual power. On the contrary, he has 108 meridians throughout his body. It is all opened up, 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 mercilessly 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 unlimited, and is equivalent to a container.

For the past four years, he has been cultivating every day and insisting on absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the outside world. He just wants to fully feed the gray stone beads as soon as possible. As long as he is full, the gray stone beads will no longer devour the spiritual energy of heaven and earth he ingested from the outside world. , then he can naturally condense spiritual power to become a warrior.

And yesterday, he found out that the gray stone beads have reached a saturation state, and he only needs one more day of cultivation, that is, today, the gray stone beads will reach the true limit, and he will also condense spiritual power again!

"Let's start." Jian Wushuang was looking forward to it, and immediately began his daily practice.

Sure enough, as he expected, the gray stone beads in his body were still ruthlessly devouring the spiritual energy of heaven and earth he ingested from the outside world, but with the gradual devouring, the gray stone beads finally reached the limit of endurance.

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 of effort, the gray stone bead that had always existed in Jian Wushuang's body disappeared completely.

"No, this bead disappeared?" Jian Wushuang's eyes flashed with ecstasy, but the next moment Jian Wushuang stared abruptly.

A vast message poured into his mind without any warning.

"The Great Heaven's Creation Technique!"

"Capturing the heavens and the earth, and building the supreme divine art!"

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