"Of course, my sword-like eyes are not that simple. Through these eyes, I can see clearly the flaws in other people's sword skills. Many times, I just need to find these flaws, then wave a sword, and the battle is over. From this, it can be seen that sword cultivators with sword power occupy more than just a little bit of advantage."

Hearing this, Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly. He had never seen the sword power of other powerful sword cultivators. There were few records of sword power in the Tiangong Library, so this was really a secret that he had never heard of.

"Sword power, as the name suggests, is the momentum of a sword cultivator. Some people have sword moves and sword skills as fierce as tigers and chop swords like dragons. Then his sword power is likely to be a wild beast, an unstoppable wild beast."

"Some people also have sword intent like hidden arrows, good at assassination and are very secretive. Then their sword power is naturally hidden tightly and difficult to be noticed by people. The sword power changes with each person's sword power. Even the same sword power will lead to different sword powers due to their personal nature."

Jiannu continued to explain, "I am the sword in the hands of Fuqiu, Taolin. It is a weapon that can be hit wherever I point. Everything I do is only successful, not failure. Therefore, my sword posture is insight and seeing through."

Speaking of this, Jiannu turned his head to look at Wei Yuan again and spoke meaningfully, "You are the master of swords, I haven't seen through you yet, so I'm also curious about what your sword will look like."

Hearing this, Wei Yuan asked curiously, "What kind of opportunity does this sword require to understand?"

"No chance is needed, everything will come naturally."

As he said that, Jiannu added, "Although my sword power has lowered my level today, you can cut it with one sword, which means that the sword technique has reached a sufficient level. I believe that it is only a strait to have my own sword power."

"But before that, you have to sharpen your sword intent."

That night, the sound of swords on the Fengyuping never stopped. Fortunately, the heavy rain also fell all night, and the sound of swords mixed with thunder was not considered disturbing people's purity.

A night passed in a flash. When the sky shone and the heavy rain stopped, the eyes of the sword slave on Fengyuping shone brightly.

Wei Yuan's swordsmanship talent is even more valuable than he thought. This is not a genius. He is simply a monster. Not to mention anything else, just say that the sword intent that has always been a headache for sword cultivators in the world is improved. If it were someone else, even if the sword slave teaches it step by step this night, I am afraid that there will not be much mastery.

But Wei Yuan had to just give a little tip and he could take several steps on his own. Such talent was really rare in the world. Not to mention Sikong Duoyue from Leiyin Palace, even the sword slave only saw him in his life, the Leng Xiaozhu, who had the highest talent in his swordsmanship, could not reach him at all.

As one of the seven slaves in Taolin, Jiannu naturally knew the true identity of this young man who claimed to be Wei Wuhen, and also knew that his original intention was not to compete for the position of Jiannu. Although this is a great regret, having such a young man inherited his sword skills is the happiest thing he has ever been seriously injured.

The heavy rain stopped, and the accumulated water on the Fengyuping had already spread across the feet of the two of them. Jiannu said with a look of relief, "Young Master Wei's future achievements will definitely shake the entire world. I can witness your growth. Although it is only a few days, it will be a blessing for three lives."

Wei Yuan chuckled, "Senior Jiannu solved the doubts for me, and I am very grateful."

"No need to do this, people will die. Even a state like eternal life can never escape the killing of time in the end. But as long as someone is still holding a sword, the sword will never die. You and me are just a small inheritance that will last forever in the sword."

Jiannu coughed sickly a few times before laughing and continued, "Okay, it's dawn, it's time for me to get medicine. It's also midnight tonight. I hope Mr. Wei will not be late again."

After saying this, Jiannu turned around and left Fengyuping and walked towards the Yao Pavilion.

Wei Yuan did not rush to leave, and stood there for a long time with the unsheathed ox in his hand.

He benefited a lot that night. The Sword Nu is worthy of being a peerless sword cultivator cultivated by Taolin. Even Wei Yuan could not reach a certain level of his understanding of the sword intent and sword force. After a night passed, although Wei Yuan's realm did not improve at all, his understanding of swordsmanship was more extensive, so his strength also increased exponentially.

Not to mention anything else, just say that if he faces Sikong Duoyue again and competes with swordsmanship, he can defeat him or even kill him within ten moves, which shows how terrifying Wei Yuan's growth this night is.

After standing for a long time, Wei Yuan integrated all the insights he learned in his mind, then hurriedly put away his sword, turned around and flew away.

After returning to the restaurant, Wei Yuan entered the guest room and locked the doors and windows, and almost couldn't wait to take out the note of Li Xuantu's swordsmanship.

Before today, Wei Yuan had read this note, but he could not understand some of the profound points, and he had never heard of some explanations, so he naturally had no way to learn. However, after Jian Nu's teachings overnight, he finally had an enlightenment. He dared not say that he could integrate all the records in the notes at once, but the simpler records on the previous pages were finally understood.

Li Xuantu's notes record his sword skills after entering the realm of eternal life. From front to back, the advanced level has risen in turn. Although Wei Yuan can already understand the contents of the previous few pages, it will take some time to thoroughly integrate them.

In the next three days, the entire Taolin seemed to be nothing unusual, but secretly, the few people who were qualified to compete for the position of Sword Slave had already started to compete, especially Lu Chen and the other two who had met Wei Yuan in the restaurant.

The three of them are all at the peak of the God of Heaven. When talking about swordsmanship alone, they are no match for Fu Qiu Leng. Although they dare not say that their talent is comparable to him, since they can be selected, they are naturally not much different.

Since they were about to enter the secret realm in three days, they gave up the idea of ​​discussing with others. As long as they entered the secret realm and without the constraints of the Taolin Law, they would naturally be able to show their skills so that the rest of the idle people would never be able to get out of the secret realm.

At the same time, in the back mountain of Taolin, outside the small vegetable garden, two people stood side by side. One was naturally the Taolin ancestor Fuqiu, who lived here. The one who was qualified to stand side by side was an old man with white hair, and his breath radiated waves of the momentum of an immortal strong man.

"Old ancestor, I wonder what you are saying about me here today?"

Hearing this, Fu Qiu chuckled and said, "There are no outsiders here, so you don't have to be so polite. In this peach forest, you are the oldest person except me. Although you are one of the seven slaves, I have never confused you with the other six people."
Chapter completed!