Tianzong Dynasty, in Jianhou Mansion, Bashui County, Tianyan Province.
“Meng’er, you can be faster and sharper with this sword.”
“Yes, this sword is much better.”
The beautiful girl in snow white clothes, Jian Meng’er, concentrates on practicing a swordsmanship in the courtyard. The speed of swordsmanship is extremely fast, and it is a black-clothed teenager next to him who points to him… Jian Wushuang.
Depending on 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 completing a swordsmanship drill, Jian Meng’er stood up with the sword, and walked towards Jian Wushuang with a smile.
“Brother Wushuang, what do you think of my swordsmanship practice?” Jian Meng’er asked.
”Aurora Swordsmanship, speed is the highest priority. It is a great success if you can complete this swordsmanship once within forty breaths. And you just used aurora Swordsmanship for thirty-eight breaths. Very good.” Jian Wushuang said.
“This is what you taught me, Brother Wushuang, otherwise I would never have mastered this swordsmanship in just two months.” Jian Meng’er said.
Jian Wushuang secretly shook his head.
He knows that although what he taught is good, the bigger reason is that Jian Meng’er has a great talent in swordsmanship. In the Sword Marquis Mansion where he studies swordsmanship, he is more talented than swordsmanship. I am afraid that besides himself In addition, the most talented person is Jian Meng’er.
“Brother Wushuang, if you perform this aurora swordsmanship, how many breath times can you fully perform this swordsmanship? Can it be within 30 breaths?” Jian Meng’er suddenly asked.
“Within thirty breaths?” Jian Wushuang smiled slightly without speaking.
Aurora Swordsmanship, after forty breath rehearsals, it is considered a mastery, and if he goes all out, he can fully rehearse Aurora Swordsmanship in just twenty-three breaths!
This level of has already reached its peak!
“With your talent in swordsmanship, Brother Wushuang, you definitely don’t need thirty breaths. It’s a pity…” Jian Meng’er looked at Jian Wushuang with a strange look.
Jian Wushuang of course knew what she was talking about, and couldn’t help but smile: “Don’t worry, soon, I will be a warrior soon.”
“Alright?” Jian Meng’er didn’t take it seriously, after all, he had said that four years ago.
Jian Wushuang, a direct blood disciple of Jianhou Mansion, his father was once the Master of Jianhou Mansion and recognized as the number one powerhouse in Jianhou Mansion. She grew up under the leadership of his father.
The status of his father is destined to be extremely prominent at birth. In Jianhou Mansion, he is definitely one of the highest status among the younger generation of disciples. However, all this happened four years ago, that is, his twelve. There were drastic changes that year.
That year, his father went on a trip, but since then there is no news and he is missing.
and misfortunes never come singly. That year happened to be the key stage when he started to condense spiritual power and march towards warriors, but when he tried to condense spiritual energy, he found that no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn’t condense a trace of spiritual power. .
cannot condense spiritual power, this is a nightmare for any warrior.
Instructions, one way of martial arts… absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, condense one’s own spiritual power, and then become a martial artist.
A warrior, his spiritual power is the foundation. A person who cannot condense spiritual power is destined to never become a warrior in his life. Such a person belongs to 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 and has always wanted to become a real warrior. One day, he can inherit the position of his father and take control 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 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 is also called an evildoer. He can only teach him a lot of swordsmanship once, and he can remember and quickly He knew everything well, so regardless of his young age, but in terms of swordsmanship alone, few people in the entire Jianhou Mansion could compare to him.
But no matter how talented the swordsmanship is, no matter how strong the swordsmanship is, there is no spiritual power trend, and it is of little use?
“It’s really fast this time.” Jian Wushuang was full of self-belief.
“Okay.” Jian Meng’er smiled, not taking it seriously.
“Meng’er, Wushuang.” A middle-aged man walked in from outside the courtyard. This middle-aged man looked very kind.
“Father.” Jian Meng’er called.
“Uncle Lan.” Jian Wushuang also shouted.
This middle-aged man is the father of Jian Meng’er, Jian Lan, the elder of the Blood Martial Hall of the Jianhou Mansion.
“Wushuang, I have been teaching swordsmanship for a day, I have worked hard for you.” Jian Lan said with a smile.
“It doesn’t matter.” Jian Wushuang shook his head and said: “Uncle Lan, it’s getting late, I’ll go back first.”
“Okay.” Jian Lan and Jian Meng’er watched Jian Wushuang leave.
But after Jian Wushuang disappeared within their line of sight, Jian Lan’s originally gentle gaze converged.
“Meng’er, what’s wrong?” Jian Lan asked, her voice low.
“Aurora Swordsmanship, I have mastered it to the greatest extent.” Jian Meng’er looked solemnly.
“It’s great.” Jian Lan clasped her hands tightly, her face showed a touch of ecstasy, “It’s been almost four years, you are with this kid every day, let him teach you swordsmanship, for four years. The grievances of the people are finally paid off!”
”You have mastered all of the eighteen first-class swordsmanships of the sword pavilion. Next, it is time to implement our plan!”
“Father, are you sure we want to do this?” Jian Meng’er raised his brows, but his eyes were still cold without any mercy.
“Those who make big things don’t stick to the trivial.” Jian Lan looked cold, “Everything depends on tomorrow!”
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Jian Wushuang returned to the courtyard where he lived, and after a brief meal, he sat cross-legged on his bed.
“I told Meng’er today that she would soon become a real warrior, she didn’t believe it?” Jian Wushuang smiled, but he involuntarily stroked his lower abdomen with his right hand.
Inside his abdomen, there is a gray stone bead the size of a baby’s fist lying there. This gray stone bead has existed in him since Jian Wushuang was born, and its origins have become a mystery.
But this gray stone bead is the culprit that caused Jian Wushuang to never become a martial artist.
Others only know that his Jian Wushuang is a natural waste that can’t condense even a trace of spiritual power, but in fact only he knows that he is not unable to condense spiritual power, on the contrary, his whole body is 108. All the meridians have been opened long ago, and it is very easy to gather spiritual power.
Every time he practiced, the heaven and earth spiritual energy absorbed by his body did not have the opportunity to condense and transform into his own spiritual power, so he was ruthlessly swallowed by the gray stone bead in his abdomen.
In other words, every time he cultivates the spiritual energy absorbed from the outside world, it becomes the food for this gray stone bead, and as the gray stone bead is swallowed, Jian Wushuang also discovers that the gray stone bead is not without limits. , But equivalent to a container.
For the past four years, he insisted on practicing every day, insisting on absorbing the spiritual energy from the outside world. He just wanted to fully feed the gray stone beads earlier, as long as he is fed ~ IndoMTL.com~ the gray stone beads will no longer swallow him from With the aura of heaven and earth ingested from the outside world, he can naturally condense spiritual power to become a warrior.
And yesterday he discovered that the gray stone beads have reached a saturated state, and it only takes another day to 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 looked forward to it in his heart, and immediately began his daily practice.
As he expected, the gray stone beads in his body were still ruthlessly swallowing the spiritual energy he had ingested from the outside world, but as he gradually swallowed them, 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 became 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 few moments, this gray stone bead that had always existed in Jian Wushuang’s body disappeared completely.
“It’s gone, this bead, has disappeared?” Jian Wushuang’s eyes flashed with ecstasy, but the next moment Jian Wushuang glared again.
A vast message flooded into his mind without the slightest sign.
”Great fortune!”
”To seize the heavens and the earth, build supreme magic!”
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