Therefore, what Jian Wushuang asked was in vain. Even the three Yanxian sword cultivators lowered their heads in embarrassment.
And this result is roughly the same as what he guessed. It would be really surprising if a swordsman really realized his own swordsmanship.
"Since there are none, it means that they are still very malleable, which is not a bad thing." Jian Wushuang then said, "How many of you are majoring in swordsmanship?"
All the sword cultivators looked at each other, and just like the previous times, no one stood up.
Nearly three thousand sword cultivators, in the final analysis, are still majoring in the power of generation. Giving birth to immortal sources and becoming immortals is their ultimate goal.
Compared to the illusory Sword Immortal, becoming an Evolution Immortal is much more reliable.
As Jian Wushuang said before, using the sword as the way is too illusory. Even if there are top cultivators who insist on it, they will eventually give up due to various consequences.
The journey of practicing swordsmanship is not achieved overnight. It is not a very clear goal in the first place. It can only be clear on the road of continuous advancement.
Even though there are thousands of supreme treasures and real swords in this Dayan world, they are just media, a medium for Yanxian to increase the damage of his own moves to the extreme.
And these sword cultivators also became sword cultivators for this reason.
To put it simply and popularly, they practice swordsmanship to actually serve the Yanli Avenue.
At this time, one of the three sword cultivator Yanxian faced the mature Yanxian and said, "Sword Heavenly Official, if we look at it according to your standards, I'm afraid we are just low-class people. For the true swordsmanship
, I’m afraid we will never be able to understand the Tao in our lifetime.”
"But now that Jian Tianguan has appeared, we have seen the true way of swordsmanship. We are deeply moved. I only hope that Jian Tianguan can give us some insights to help us find the right path."
After he finished speaking, he saluted solemnly in front of Jian Wushuang, and then more than three thousand sword cultivators also saluted at the same time.
The journey of practicing swordsmanship is too illusory. It is quite remarkable that they can persevere to this day.
After Jian Wushuang heard these words, he stopped talking and released the force of his hands to turn into a breeze to lift them all up.
"I will comply with what you said."
All the sword cultivators were extremely excited at this moment, "Thank you Jian Tianguan!"
Being able to kill a third-level Great Evolution Immortal with a pure sword without a trace of Evolution, such a shocking and unprecedented deed, has already been deeply imprinted in their minds.
It turns out that the true way of swordsmanship is so powerful.
In fact, from the moment he stood in the Fang Lun Sword Dojo, Jian Wushuang had already planned to create a kendo that they could control for these top practitioners who persisted in sword cultivation.
After holding up all the sword cultivators in the dojo, he stood quietly in the center of the dojo, as if waiting for something.
The dojo was extremely quiet. No top cultivator spoke. They all looked at Jian Wushuang expectantly.
Time passed by, and Jian Wushuang was a little confused at this moment. Xu Jin, who he invited to pick a weed, logically should have come back a long time ago. He hasn't come back yet. Could it be that something happened to him?
Unexpected?
Just as he was wondering, an extremely powerful and thick stream of light swept from the horizon, full of majestic momentum.
Seeing this scene, Jian Wushuang narrowed his eyes slightly, and he noticed that the visitor was somewhat unkind.
The next moment, that powerful and vigorous stream of light suddenly came!
"Boom!"
The entire dojo was shocked.
The person who came was a strong, bald man with a fierce face. His chest was bare and only a wide animal skin was tied around his waist. His whole body looked extremely wild and oppressive.
In his left hand, Xu Jin, with a bruised nose and swollen face, almost fainted.
Seeing this scene, Chen Qing outside the dojo cursed secretly and went up to knock the troublemaker to the ground.
However, Di Qing then pulled him back and said, "Don't go yet, Wushuang can handle it."
When Chen Qing heard this, he no longer forced himself, he just stared at the bald man with a pair of bull's eyes, ready to fight at any time.
Before Jian Wushuang could speak, the bald man carrying Xu Jin shouted loudly, "Who is the guy who killed Chang Duoling? Who is the guy who killed Chang Duoling..."
There were several loud shouts in a row, which made Jian Wushuang's eardrums buzz.
His face gradually became unkind, "It's me."
The bald man was startled, and then he looked Jian Wushuang up and down, as if he didn't believe him at all, "Just you? A mere Peak Immortal, can you kill Chang Duoling?"
"What, you want to give it a try?" Jian Wushuang's voice gradually became colder.
The bald man heard this and smiled ferociously, "Of course, I am here today just to test your depth!"
Looking at the exhibitionist-like big man in front of him, Jian Wushuang was obviously not interested, "I don't have time now, so please step aside for now. Maybe after I finish teaching, I might have a few fights with you."
"I refuse to obey, and now I have to compete with you!" he said impatiently.
Jian Wushuang looked aside and suddenly took a step forward. Suddenly, millions of rays of sword intent shot straight into the sky, causing great changes in the world!
"I'll say it again, if you dare to mess around again, don't blame me for pulling out your bones and throwing you out!"
Looking at the majestic sword intent that shot straight into the sky, the bald man swallowed subconsciously, "Okay, I'll wait for you for a moment..."
Condensing his sword intention, Jian Wushuang said angrily, "Also, let him go, he is my disciple now."
The bald man immediately threw Xu Jin aside.
Wiping away the divine blood pouring from the corner of his mouth, Xu Jin stood up with difficulty, and then came to Jian Wushuang with frivolous steps.
Then, he tremblingly took out a weed with sharp blades from his arms, and said with a forced smile, "Jian Tianguan, I brought the grass, but luckily it wasn't damaged."
Reaching out to take the weed, Jian Wushuang asked, "Did he hit it?"
Xu Jin's eyes flashed with embarrassment and sadness, and he nodded.
Jian Wushuang stopped talking. He waved his hand and released a wisp of breeze to lift him to the edge of the dojo before starting to do the next thing.
Looking at the seven-leaf weed in his hand, Jian Wushuang randomly broke off a leaf and put it in his hand.
"Next, I will teach you the sword intention from simple to complex. This sword intention was temporarily realized by me. It should be a new starting point for you."
"This sword intention has a total of nine sword styles, which are carried out step by step. Although each sword style seems to be unrelated to each other, they complement each other. It is also the same principle from simple to complex, from simple to complex."
Jian Wu picked up the blade of grass in his hands and pointed at the cloudy sky.
"For now, let's call it the Flowing Cloud Grass Sword."
Four simple characters can completely summarize the Nine Sword Intentions. I am afraid that even the current Jian Wushuang will not know how terrible and far-reaching the impact of the Flowing Cloud Grass Sword he casually created will be in the future.