Tianzong Dynasty, Bashui Commandery, Tianyan Province, Sword Marquis Mansion.
"Meng 'er, you can move faster and more fiercely."
"Yes, this move is much better."
Jian Meng 'er, a beautiful girl in a snow-white dress, was practicing a swordsmanship in the courtyard. The speed of the swordsmanship was extremely fast. The person who was giving her advice was a young man in black beside her … Jian Wushuang.
Judging from their ages, both of them should be 15 or 16 years old. However, Jian Wushuang was able to viciously point out some of the shortcomings of Jian Meng 'er's swordsmanship one by one.
After practicing a swordsmanship, Jian Meng 'er put away her sword and walked towards Jian Wushuang with a smile.
"Brother Wushuang, what do you think of my swordsmanship?" Jian Meng 'er asked.
"The Aurora Swordsmanship emphasizes speed. If you can finish practicing it in 40 breaths, you'll be considered to have reached the Profound level. You've just finished practicing it in 38 breaths. That's pretty good," Jian Wushuang said.
"Brother Wushuang, you have taught me well. Otherwise, I would not have been able to master this swordsmanship to the Profound Level in just two months," Jian Meng 'er said.
Jian Wushuang shook his head secretly.
He knew that although he had taught her well, it was more because of her great talent in swordsmanship. In Sword Marquis Mansion, which focused on swordsmanship, Jian Meng 'er had the highest talent in swordsmanship except for him.
"Brother Wushuang, if you were to perform the Aurora Swordsmanship, how long would it take for you to perform it completely? Can you do it within 30 breaths? "Jian Meng 'er suddenly asked.
"Within 30 breaths?" Jian Wushuang smiled slightly and did not speak.
The Aurora Swordsmanship was considered to have reached the Profound Level after practicing it for 40 breaths. However, if he went all out, it would only take him 23 breaths to perform it completely.
He had already reached the peak of this level.
"With your talent in swordsmanship, you definitely won't need 30 breaths. Unfortunately …" Jian Meng 'er looked at Jian Wushuang with a strange look.
Jian Wushuang certainly knew what she was talking about. He could not help but smile and say, "Don't worry, I will soon become a Warrior."
"Soon?" Jian Meng 'er did not take it seriously. After all, he had said so four years ago.
Jian Wushuang, a direct disciple of Sword Marquis Mansion. His father used to be the Sword Pavilion Master and was recognized as the strongest expert in Sword Marquis Mansion. he grew up under his father's guidance.
With his father's status, he was destined to be extremely prominent. In Sword Marquis Mansion, he was definitely one of the few people with the highest status among the younger generation. However, all of this changed four years ago, when he was 12 years old.
That year, his father went out to travel. Since then, there had been no news of his father.
Misfortunes never come singly. That year, he began to condense Spiritual Power. It was a critical period for him to become a Warrior. However, when he tried to condense Spiritual Power, he found that no matter how hard he tried, he could not condense even a trace of Spiritual Power.
Being unable to condense spiritual energy was a nightmare for any martial artist.
It should be known that on the path of Martial Arts, one could only become a Warrior by absorbing the Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth and condensing one's own Spiritual Power.
A Warrior's own Spiritual Power was the foundation. A person who could not condense Spiritual Power was destined to never become a Warrior. Such a person was the kind of trash that was looked down upon in Sword Marquis Mansion, where strength was respected.
In the past four years, Jian Wushuang had never really given up. He had been working hard to become a real Warrior. He hoped that one day, he could inherit his father's position and take charge of Sword Pavilion again. However, the reality was very cruel.
However, although Jian Wushuang could not condense Spiritual Power, his talent in swordsmanship was shocking.
He had been practicing swordsmanship with his father since he was a child. Because his father was the Pavilion Master of Sword Pavilion, coupled with his monstrous talent in Sword Principle, he was able to memorize and master many swordsmanship after being taught once. Therefore, although he was young, few people in Sword Marquis Mansion could compare with him in terms of swordsmanship.
However, no matter how talented he was in swordsmanship and how strong his swordsmanship was, without Spiritual Power, it was useless.
"This time, it's really fast," Jian Wushuang said confidently.
"Okay." Jian Meng 'er smiled and did not take it seriously.
"Meng 'er, Wushuang." A middle-aged man came in from outside the courtyard. He looked very kind.
"Father." Jian Meng 'er shouted.
"Uncle Lan," Jian Wushuang hurriedly called out.
This middle-aged man was Jian Lan, Jian Meng 'er's father, the First Elder of Red Martial Hall in Sword Marquis Mansion.
"Wushuang, you've been teaching swordsmanship for a day. Thank you for your hard work," Jian Lan said with a smile.
"It's okay." 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.
However, after Jian Wushuang disappeared from their sight, Jian Lan's originally gentle eyes became serious.
"Meng 'er, how is it?" Jian Lan asked in a low voice.
"I've mastered the Aurora Swordsmanship to the Profound level." Jian Meng 'er looked serious.
"Great." Jian Lan clenched his hands and showed a touch of ecstasy on his face. "It's been almost four years. You've been with this boy every day and let him teach you swordsmanship. You've suffered for four years and now you've finally got your reward!"
"You've mastered the Eighteen First-class Sword Arts of Sword Pavilion to the Profound level. Next, it's time to carry out our plan!"
"Father, are you sure we should do this?" Jian Meng 'er raised her eyebrows, but her eyes were still cold and showed no mercy.
"Those who achieve great things don't care about trifles." Jian Lan's eyes were cold. "Everything depends on tomorrow!"
…
Jian Wushuang returned to his courtyard. After a simple meal, he sat cross-legged on his bed.
"I told Meng 'er today that I would soon become a real Warrior. She didn't believe me?" Jian Wushuang smiled, but his right hand involuntarily stroked his lower abdomen.
In his abdomen, there was a gray stone bead the size of a baby's fist. This gray stone bead had been in Jian Wushuang's body since he was born. Its origin was a mystery.
However, this gray stone bead was the culprit that prevented Jian Wushuang from becoming a Warrior.
Others only knew that Jian Wushuang was a natural waste who could not condense a trace of Spiritual Power. However, only he knew that it was not that he could not condense Spiritual Power. On the contrary, all 108 meridians in his body had been opened, so it was very easy for him to condense Spiritual Power.
However, every time he cultivated, the Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth absorbed by his body was ruthlessly swallowed by the gray stone bead in his abdomen before he had a chance to condense and transform it into his own Spiritual Power.
In other words, every time he cultivated, the Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth absorbed from the outside world became food for the gray stone bead. As the gray stone bead swallowed, Jian Wushuang also found that the gray stone bead was not limitless. It was equivalent to a container.
For the past four years, he had persisted in cultivating and absorbing the Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth from the outside world. He wanted to feed the gray stone bead completely as soon as possible. As long as it was full, the gray stone bead would no longer swallow the Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth he absorbed from the outside world. Then, he would naturally be able to condense Spiritual Power and become a Warrior.
Yesterday, he discovered that the gray stone bead had reached a state of saturation. He only needed one more day of cultivation, which meant that today, the gray stone bead would reach its true limit, and he would be able to condense spiritual energy once again!
"Let's begin." Jian Wushuang's heart was filled with anticipation. He immediately began his daily cultivation.
Sure enough, as he expected, the gray stone bead in his body was still ruthlessly swallowing the Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth he absorbed from the outside world. However, as it gradually swallowed, the gray stone bead finally reached its limit.
Hum ~ ~ ~
The gray stone bead suddenly began to rotate in his body, and the rotation speed became faster and faster. As it rotated, the gray stone bead's volume was also slowly shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just a moment, the gray stone bead that had always existed in Jian Wushuang's body completely disappeared.
"It's gone. This bead has disappeared?" Jian Wushuang's eyes flashed with a trace of ecstasy. However, the next moment, Jian Wushuang's eyes suddenly widened.
A vast amount of information poured directly into his mind without any warning.
"Heavenly Creation Skill!"
"Seize the fortune of Heaven and Earth, and build a supreme Divine Skill!"
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