The Tianzong Dynasty was in the Jianhou Mansion of Bashui County, Tianyan Province.

"Meng'er, your sword can be faster and more sharp."

"Yes, this sword is much better."

Jian Meng'er, a beautiful girl wearing snow-white clothes, gathered her energy to practice a sword technique in the courtyard. The sword technique was extremely fast, and the one who spoke to him was a boy in black next to him... Jian Wushuang.

Depending on the age, both of them should be fifteen or sixteen years old, but Jian Wushuang can point out some of the shortcomings of Jian Menger's swordsmanship very viciously.

After practicing a sword technique, Jian Meng'er stood with her sword in her arms and walked towards Jian Wushuang with a smile.

"Brother Wushuang, how do you think I practice this sword technique?" Jian Meng'er asked.

"Aurora saber technique emphasizes speed first. If you can practice this sword technique completely within forty breaths, it will be considered a great success. You just practiced the Aurora saber technique completely and only took thirty-eight breaths, which is already very good." Jian Wushuang said.

"This is what you taught by Wushuang, otherwise I would never have mastered this sword technique to great success in just two months." Jian Meng'er said.

Jian Wushuang shook his head secretly.

He knew that although his teaching was good, the bigger reason was that Jian Menger himself had great talent in swordsmanship. In the Jianhou Mansion, which mainly studied swordsmanship, if he only had the talent of swordsmanship, he might be the one with the highest talent besides himself.

"Brother Wushuang, if you use this aurora sword technique, how many breaths can you fully display this sword technique? Can it be within thirty breaths?" Jian Menger suddenly asked.

"Thirty breaths?" Jian Wushuang smiled slightly and did not speak.

Aurora Sword Technique, after practicing forty breaths, he can master the great success. If he goes all out, he will practice Aurora Sword Technique in full, which only takes twenty-three breaths!

This level has already reached its peak!

"With your talent in swordsmanship, you will definitely not have to breathe thirty breaths, but it's a pity..." Jian Meng'er looked at Jian Wushuang with a strange look.

Of course, Jian Wushuang knew what she was talking about, so she couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't worry, it's soon, I will become a warrior soon."

"It's almost?" Jian Meng'er didn't agree. After all, he had already said this four years ago.

Jian Wushuang, a direct bloodline disciple of the Jianhou Mansion, his father was once the leader of the Jiange Pavilion and was also recognized as the strongest person in the Jianhou Mansion. She grew up under the guidance of his father since childhood.

With such a status from his father, he was destined to be extremely prominent when he was born. In the Jianhou Mansion, he was definitely one of the most high-ranking disciples among the younger generation. However, all of this happened four years ago, when he was twelve years old.

That year, his father went out for a trip, but since then he has no news and nowhere to be found.

Moreover, misfortune never comes alone. That year was also the critical stage when he began to condense his spiritual power and headed towards the warriors. However, when he tried to condense his spiritual energy, he found that no matter how hard he tried, he could not even condense a trace of spiritual power.

The inability to condense spiritual power is a nightmare for any warrior.

It should be noted that in the martial arts path, only by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and condensing one's own spiritual power can one become a warrior.

A warrior has the foundation of his own spiritual power. A person who cannot condense his spiritual power is destined to never become a warrior 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 and always wants to become a real warrior. One day, he can inherit his father's position and re-in charge of Jiange, 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 Jiange Pavilion, and his talent for swordsmanship is also a monster. He can remember many swordsmanship only once, and he can quickly understand them. So although he is young, only talking about swordsmanship, few people in the entire Sword Marquis' Mansion can compare with him.

But no matter how high the talent of swordsmanship and strong swordsmanship is, it is not very useful if there is no trend of spiritual power?

"This time it's really soon." Jian Wushuang said confidently.

"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.

"Brother Lan." Jian Wushuang also shouted.

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

"Wushuang, I have taught you sword skills for a day. Thank you for your hard work." Jian Lan said with a smile.

"Not worry." Jian Wushuang shook his head and said, "Brother 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 within their sight, Jian Lan's originally gentle gaze restrained.

"Meng'er, what's wrong?" Jian Lan asked, his voice low.

"I have mastered the Aurora Sword Technique to great success." Jian Meng'er looked solemn.

"That's great." Jian Lan held his hands tightly, and a look of ecstasy appeared on his face. "It's been almost four years. You've been with this kid every day and let him teach you swordsmanship. After four years of grievance, he finally got a reward now!"

"You have mastered all the eighteen first-class sword techniques in Jiange. Next, it's time to implement our plan!"

"Father, are you sure we want to do this?" Jian Meng'er raised her eyebrows, but her eyes were still cold and there was no slight pity.

"Those who accomplish great things are not limited to minor matters." Jian Lan's eyes turned cold, "Everything depends on tomorrow!"

...

Jian Wushuang returned to the courtyard where he lived. After eating something briefly, he sat cross-legged on his bed.

"I told Meng'er today that she would soon become a real warrior, but she didn't believe it?" Jian Wushuang smiled, but his right hand couldn't help but stroked his lower abdomen.

In his abdomen, there was a gray stone bead the size of a baby's fist lying there. This gray stone bead, which had existed in his body since Jian Wushuang was born, and its origin became a mystery.

But this gray stone bead is the culprit that Jian Wushuang has never been able to become a warrior.

Everyone knows that Jian Wushuang is a natural waste that cannot even be condensed with a trace of spiritual power, but in fact only he knows that he is not unable to condense spiritual power. On the contrary, all 108 meridians in his body have long been opened, and it is very easy to condense 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 power, and was ruthlessly swallowed by the gray stone bead on his abdomen.

In other words, every time he practiced the spiritual energy of heaven and earth absorbed from the outside, it became the food of this gray stone bead. As the gray stone bead was swallowed, Jian Wushuang also discovered that this gray stone bead was not without limits, but was equivalent to a container.

Over the past four years, he has been practicing every day and absorbing the spiritual energy of the world from the outside world. He just wants to feed the gray stone beads completely earlier. As long as he feeds them, the gray stone beads will no longer devour the spiritual energy of the world he ingested from the outside world, and he will naturally be able to condense his spiritual power and become a warrior.

Yesterday he discovered that the gray stone beads had reached saturation and only one day of practice is needed. Today, the gray stone beads will reach its true limit, and he will regain spiritual power!

"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 taken from the outside world. But as he gradually devoured, the gray stone beads finally reached the limit of their endurance.

Buzz ~~~

The gray stone bead suddenly began to rotate in his body, and the rotation speed became faster and faster. As it rotated, the volume of the gray stone bead was gradually getting smaller 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?" A trace of ecstasy flashed in Jian Wushuang's eyes, but the next moment, Jian Wushuang glared at him again.

A vast message poured into his mind without any warning.

"The Great Heaven Creation Strategy!"

"Take the creation of heaven and earth and build the supreme magical power!"

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