After laughing, Jian Qinsheng returned to his previous appearance and looked at Zhang Xuan again. The more he looked, the more satisfied he became: "What you just performed was [Flowing Water Sword Technique], right?"
After being stunned for a moment, Zhang Xuan shook his head: "What is that? I've never heard of it!"
"Never heard of it?"
Jian Qinsheng frowned: "This set of swordsmanship is exactly the one I practiced just now. It was created by Jian Liushui, the third master of the Ancestor Saint Son Palace. It has been passed down to me for countless generations. It has also been passed down in the palace... What did you just say?
Regardless of the sword intent or moves used, they are all very similar, how could it not be the case?"
Although this set of swordsmanship was created by his ancestors, it was not passed down from his lineage. There were also many students practicing in the sword hall of the Holy Son Palace.
I thought that even if this person is not a member of the Zhang family, he must have obtained the training essentials of the Flowing Water Sword Technique by chance and achieved such strength in a short period of time. I never expected that he would not even hear about this set of sword techniques.
Never heard of it!
"What I just performed was my original sword technique. It is two different things from the sword technique you mentioned!"
Understanding that what the other party said might be the wrong move he just practiced, Zhang Xuan smiled and shook his head.
That kind of rubbish swordsmanship is so wrong. If you really encounter it and learn it without even looking at it... how is it possible?
"Original?" Jian Qinsheng was stunned, his eyes widened: "Is that the sword technique you created?"
Zhang Xuan nodded.
This is the Saint Child Hall, the most peak institution in the mainland. If we talk about Yang Xuan, once we inquire about the headquarters of the Master Master Hall, without this person, there will be more trouble. It is better to say that he founded it himself.
After understanding the true meaning of swordsmanship, one can be regarded as a great master of swordsmanship. Creating a few sets of swordsmanship is nothing.
"This..." Jian Qinsheng still couldn't believe it: "Can you show me the sword technique you created again and show it to me?"
"certainly!"
Nodding, Zhang Xuan squeezed his fingers, and a sword energy shot straight out from his fingertips. With a flick of his wrist, a cold light flashed in the air, as if it was about to pierce the air.
His sword moves are very simple and don't look fancy, but they are sharp and hard to avoid. It seems that if you encounter them, you will be hit.
The speed of the sword moves was the same as before, very slow, but mixed with an irresistible momentum.
Resisting swordsmanship is like resisting the way of heaven.
"Sure enough, it's not the Flowing Water Sword Technique..."
Muttering to himself, Jian Qinsheng felt a little lost.
I thought that the opponent had practiced the sword skills of his ancestors, but now it seems that the two sword techniques have completely different artistic conceptions and do not belong to the same inheritance at all.
Moreover, although the opponent's sword technique only has one move, it contains countless changes, which is more subtle than the ancestor's flowing water sword technique.
It's just that the power is much inferior. It should only be a low-level swordsmanship, no more than the middle level of the holy realm.
"Master Zhang can create such a powerful sword move, and he has reached the level of true understanding. He shouldn't be here to learn it!"
With a change of heart and putting aside the feeling of disappointment, Jian Qinsheng looked over again.
He is already a great master who can understand the true meaning of swordsmanship, and he can even create such a swordsmanship, which is even better than his own. It is hard for people to believe that he came to learn from him.
"I really came here to ask for something. I heard that Senior has collected many secret books on swordsmanship. Can you let me take a look?"
Zhang Xuan told his purpose of coming.
"Reading? It's not impossible, it's just..."
Jian Qinsheng hesitated for a moment: "The [Sword Book Pavilion] I have here was built by the ancestors of Liu Shui. It contains the sword intention of the ancestors. Only those who are recognized can enter. I have also adopted this standard for recruiting disciples over the years.
The purpose is to allow him to successfully enter Jiange to study."
"Get the approval of Jianyi?"
Zhang Xuan frowned, Shui Qianrou had said this once before.
I thought this was the rule set by Jian Qinsheng, but it seems that is not the case.
"Yes! The ancestor's strength far surpasses mine and has reached the pinnacle of the continent. The sword intention he left behind is so brilliant and powerful that even I can't break the rules!"
Jian Qinsheng smiled bitterly.
Everyone said that he was old-fashioned, cherished his broomstick, and did not spread his superb swordsmanship widely, which is why he ended up like this. In fact, only he knew that these rules were set by his ancestors, and as a descendant, there was no way to change them.
"If you want to enter [Sword Book Pavilion] to read books, you must either have the palace master's order, or you can get the approval of the sword. There is no third way. If you really want to read it, you might as well test it, maybe you can get approval, easily
Get into it.”
"Test?" After thinking for a moment, Zhang Xuan nodded: "Okay!"
Although he has the order from the Palace Master, his real strength is only at the early stage of the Out-of-Body Realm, and his level as a famous teacher is only seven stars... none of which meet the conditions to break the seal.
If you take it out at this time, it will be very troublesome if someone discovers it.
It doesn't suit his low-key character.
It's better to test it directly. Maybe with the special skills of Tiandao and Tiandao swordsmanship, you can pass it easily.
"Come with me!"
Seeing that he agreed, Jian Qinsheng nodded.
Since the person in front of me is not a member of the Zhang family and has such a talent, he is still happy to help if he is just reading. Unfortunately, the rules cannot be broken and there is nothing he can do.
Zhang Xuan followed closely, Shui Qianrou, Senior Brother Xie and others also followed.
The fact that they are here means that they have passed the test. At this time, they also want to see if the swordsman in front of them can be like them.
After a short time, I came to a spacious room. On the wall in the middle, there was a huge word "sword" with a silver hook and iron painting, as if it was about to pierce the sky.
It is somewhat similar to the one in Jianchi, but completely different and contains a different artistic conception.
The wall under the word "Sword" is also carved with various annotations. It seems to be very old at first glance. I don't know how many years it has been there. It should be the lessons and experiences left by the predecessors of the past generations.
"This word was left by the ancestors of Liushui back then. As long as you can walk within five meters without being attacked, it means you are recognized." Jian Qinsheng introduced.
"Yeah!" Zhang Xuan nodded.
The sword intention that has been cultivated to a high level can automatically protect the master. The word on the wall contains the sword flowing water, a lifetime of thoughts, and the power is naturally extraordinary. If the concept of cultivation is contrary to it, it will be directly attacked.
It's not that other moves are not allowed to exist, but it's the self-protection of the sword's will.
"I'll try!"
Knowing that he wanted to read a book, he could only find a way to get closer. He took a deep breath and said nothing more. Zhang Xuan raised his feet and walked slowly over.
The huge font in front of me is like a big sun, giving people a strong sense of oppression, and even the soul feels like it is burning.
"Is it true that the sword intent I cultivate is not in line with it?"
It was just a guess before, but now I feel a heavy pressure even before I get close, and I have already confirmed it in my heart.
This is troublesome.
He didn't want to sneak into the other party's library to steal books.
Let’s not talk about whether it has such strength. Even if it does, the Holy Child Palace would not dare to do this casually.
After all, if you really do this, it will be very embarrassing if the identity of the palace master is revealed in the future.
Alas, fame and wealth kill people!
Being the master of the palace is not as fun as I imagined.
Back when I was broke, I was free and could do whatever I wanted without being restricted!
I really wish I was just an ordinary student and could do whatever I wanted!
I sighed in my heart, and kept moving forward without stopping. The further I walked, the greater the pressure I felt, as if there was a long sword hanging above my head, and it would chop down at any time.
The sword intention in my body feels this threat and is ready to move. It will greet it at any time and compete with it.
"Will he pass?"
Seeing the young man moving forward step by step, Shui Qianrou was filled with worry.
"I'm afraid it's difficult..."
Jian Qinsheng shook his head.
Through observation, he has seen that the other party has his own path, which is completely different from the flowing water sword technique of his ancestors, and it is not very likely to be recognized.
Woohoo!
As he was talking, he saw the word "sword" on the wall, and with a slight shock, a brilliant sword energy struck Zhang Xuan straight down.
"Why!"
Knowing that he was not recognized, Jian Qinsheng shook his head and grabbed his hand forward.
Huge power shot out from the fingertips, blocking the sword energy that pierced the word "sword".
"Come back!"
"Um!"
Knowing the result, Zhang Xuan had no choice but to shake his head and retreat to the crowd.
"It seems that I have not received the approval of the government. I am afraid that the Sword Book Pavilion cannot be opened to you..."
Jian Qinsheng was full of apologies.
Zhang Xuan was helpless.
I originally thought that Tiandao swordsmanship could fuse it, but now it seems that I still thought it was too simple.
"I wonder if there is any way to get recognition?" I couldn't help but ask.
"Although there is only one way of swordsmanship, there are many true solutions. The ancestors understood one kind, the head of the Zhang family learned another, and the old swordsman back then also had one...the true solutions are different and mutually exclusive!
In addition to comprehending other true interpretations, you can also comprehend the one of Ancestor Liu Shui, and reach the level of true interpretation, which is equal to the sword intention in your body, otherwise, it is absolutely impossible!"
Jian Qinsheng smiled bitterly.
All roads lead to Rome. If the sword path is compared to a destination, and the true solution is compared to a road, with a certain direction, there must be many roads.
Just like a question, there are many ways to solve it, and you can finally get the answer.
The true interpretations are different, the power is different, and some are even completely opposite. How can it be recognized?
"You mean...as long as you practice, the sword intention written on the word 'sword' will be recognized and it will reach its true interpretation?" Zhang Xuan looked over.
"good!"
Jian Qinsheng nodded: "However, don't even think about this kind of thing. One kind of true swordsmanship is difficult to achieve even if you spend a lifetime of energy. The second kind... is absolutely impossible! There are countless people in the Holy Son Palace.
Swordsmanship genius, no one has ever succeeded, so don’t think about it..."
"Is it really that difficult?" Zhang Xuan was a little confused, then looked at the many fonts under the word "Sword" and slowly closed his eyes.
"Yes, the difficulty is unimaginable! I have read some books about the ancestors. It is said that the ancestors of Liushui, after realizing this kind of sword intent, planned to learn other swordsmanship, but in the end, they almost went crazy..."
With a sigh, Jian Qinsheng turned to look at the young man not far away. Just as he was about to say sorry and let him leave, he heard a rapid roar.
A burst of sword intent shot out straight from the center of the opponent's eyebrows. The word "Sword" in front of him seemed to feel something. He was excited and violently trembled, and the house made a "squeak!" sound.
"The true meaning of swordsmanship learned by our ancestors?" Jian Qinsheng's pupils shrank.
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