"Master, what is the Sword Discussion Conference? How come my disciples have never heard of it?"
The fat man was very curious. Gu Shadiao had also mentioned the Sword Discussion Conference before.
"The Shushan Sword Discussion Conference is held once every ten years."
"It's only circulated within the sword cultivator circle. Monks from other schools often don't participate. It's not surprising that you haven't heard of it."
Xue Jianxian said: "In the early years, the Sword Discussion Conference was limited to sword cultivators from the Shushan area."
"The descendants and disciples of the Seven Sword Immortals, as well as some self-taught sword cultivators, compete with each other to confirm."
"I have no successors before becoming a teacher, and I have never participated in it."
The fat man understood: "Is it equivalent to a seminar in Shushan area?"
Xue Jianxian said: "This was the case in the early years. Starting from thirty years ago, Zhang Dekai challenged many sword cultivators from other places, which caused public outrage. Sword cultivators from all over the country came to participate in the conference, trying to overpower the Shushan sword cultivators."
"The nature has changed since then. There is less communication and more competition."
"At that conference ten years ago, there were also foreign monks who came here to see it."
"At that time, a female monk came from Japan. She was known as the most talented swordsman of Japan's younger generation."
"In the competition between Dharma Body Realm monks, the Oriental woman came out on top and said in broken Tang dialect: Tang Kingdom Sword Immortal, that's it?"
The fat man became angry when he heard this: "That's too arrogant. No master can teach her how to be a good person?"
Xue Sword Immortal sighed: "The Sword Discussion Conference is organized according to cultivation level. The second level will face the second level, and the third level will face the third level. Those old guys can't bear to attack a junior."
"The battle ten years ago was a national humiliation."
"Not only the Shushan sword cultivators have lost their face, but the sword cultivators from all over the Tang Kingdom have lost their dignity as human beings."
Fatty knew it was time for him to take a stand.
So he rolled up his sleeves and shouted: "Master, who is that foreign devil? Disciple, challenge her! Others can lose, but I, the descendant of the Xueshan sect, must not lose!"
Master Xue is quite satisfied. The fat apprentice already has a sense of belonging as a disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect.
She said: "You don't have to look for it. The Oriental woman said that she will come back in ten years to see if there is anyone in the Tang Dynasty who can fight."
"Therefore, this year's Sword Discussion Conference is extremely important in all aspects. The younger generation is all gearing up, so you might as well go and see it."
The fat man smelled something unusual: "To be able to make masters from all walks of life be so cautious, that foreign girl has something. Does she have that kind of ancient sword?"
Snow Sword Immortal sneered: "She doesn't know how to use a sword at all. Her weapon is an Oriental sword - Demon Sword Kitetsu. It's just an Oriental Japanese who puts money on their face and calls themselves a swordsman."
The fat man could tell that Master Xue had strong opinions on the Japanese devils, and he also knew how to play into their favour: "Master, don't worry, as long as this disciple meets that Japanese woman, he will definitely suffer national disgrace!"
Xue Jianxian took a serious look at the fat disciple: "You used to be timid, why are you so confident today?"
"Master, please look!"
The fat man raised his hand and fired a sword energy, which was almost instantaneous.
Wherever the cold sword energy passed, a teapot on the sandalwood table instantly froze into ice.
"Is the ice sword skill at full level?"
Snow Sword Immortal was overjoyed when he saw this, and flew up with joy: "Okay, okay, you are worthy of being my disciple."
The fat disciple took the opportunity to ask: "Master, I have reached the full level of ice swordsmanship now. How can I create my own swordsmanship? For example, is there a general direction?"
The Snow Sword Immortal said sternly: "Don't worry, wait until you have reached the level of Wuxiang Sword Body and have developed an affinity for swordsmanship. Then you can master the art of sword control and you will get twice the result with half the effort."
"Now, even if you master a set of sword control skills, you will often fall behind."
"After reaching the level of the Wuxiang Sword Body, most of the sword-controlling skills learned are excellent."
The fat disciple said weakly: "Then what...Master, my disciple Wuxiang Sword Body has also reached the full level."
"What?"
Xue Jianxian was shocked and couldn't remain aloof.
She stood up abruptly: "Disciple, you first practice the phaseless sword body completely."
The fat disciple cooperated very well and played infinite nine consecutive moves.
The fat man who once fell down with three consecutive moves is no longer the Wu Xia Amon of the past.
Huang Tian lives up to his skills, and the fat man is full of skills. His movements are smooth and flowing, free and elegant, with a Taoist charm.
Every technical move he makes can be called a cool brother.
Xue Jianxian watched intently. When Pei Yin finished practicing, she was sure that her disciple had reached the full level.
After the beating, the fat man looked at his master and was stunned.
He saw tears filling Master Xue's eyes.
It was obvious that Master Xue was suppressing some kind of tsunami of emotions, otherwise he would have burst into tears immediately.
Ever since becoming a disciple, Fatty had never seen Snow Sword Immortal lose his temper like this.
"follow me."
Xue Jianxian walked directly out of Yangxin Pavilion, leaving only her disciple behind and not letting the fat man see her moist eyes.
Arriving at a garden in the garden, Xue Jianxian turned around and returned to normal at some point.
She activated the teaching mode: "There are thousands of swordsmanships in the world, and the swordsmanship leads to the same goal through different paths. In the end, there are only eight words at the core - man and sword merge into one, and ten thousand swords return to the sect."
The fat man humbly asked for advice: "I have heard these eight words, how should I understand them?"
Xue Jianxian said: "It doesn't depend on how you understand, it depends on how you explore."
The fat man was stunned for a while after hearing this: "It sounds very mysterious, and the disciple doesn't quite understand it."
The Snow Sword Immortal pointed to a tree ten steps away and said: "The first step is to use your body as a sword and imagine that you are a flying sword and fly out to hit the tree."
The fat man thought thoughtfully: "Is it teleportation or flashing?"
Xue Jianxian shook his head: "No, the so-called flashing is a blind pursuit of speed, reaching the point of crossing space in a short time. The caster is still a person. As for being a sword, the point is that when you fly out, you are a sword. "
The fat man said weakly: "I still don't quite understand, can Master please demonstrate it?"
"Watch it."
Xue Jianxian said, and his whole body instantly turned into a white line.
The linear sword light passed through the tree.
Then the sword light changed unexpectedly, and the Snow Sword Immortal stood behind the tree.
The fat man walked over and took a look, and was completely dumbfounded.
On that tree, pinpoint-like holes appeared, almost indistinguishable to the naked eye.
But he was very sure that Master Xue had just penetrated a pinhole into the tree.
How on earth was this done?
The fat man who believed in science saw the unscientific nature of sword control.
At this time, Xue Jianxian said: "Disciple, you can start practicing from this move. Once you master the body sword and understand the integration of human sword, it will be a matter of course. By then, you can develop and create the sword control technique that is most suitable for you. .”
After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving the rest to his disciple to figure out on his own.
Xue Jianxian had just taken a few steps when he heard a bang.
I don’t know whether the pig hit the tree or the tree hit the pig.
The corners of Snow Sword Immortal's mouth twitched under her veil, but she did not look back.
boom!
The second impact sound occurred again.
Then came hundreds of crashes, which were painful to hear.
There is no skill book for sword control, and there is no way to upgrade it through krypton. Fatty can only rely on himself.
As the sun sets, the sound of impact attracts the sisters.
Seeing the fat young man with a bruised nose and swollen face, the twins were confused.
The two sisters came back to bathe and change clothes, and were ready to accept the fat young man's favor. However, the fat young man seemed to have forgotten them and was bumping into a tree seriously.
(End of chapter)
