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Chapter five hundred and eleven, kendo level

As she said that, she took a deep breath and then continued, "What do you think about this campaign for Sword Slave?"

The old man seemed to have not heard Fu Qiu Youyou's previous words, "You're welcome" and was still respectful, half-bearing and speaking, "Everything is followed by the instructions of our ancestors."

Fu Qiu Youyou frowned slightly, "Why, are you separated from me?"

"Don't dare."

As if he noticed the unhappiness of the ancestor, the white-haired old man smiled helplessly and said, "If you really want to say it, then the old slave is a little confused. He is just running for a sword slave. Why do you have to spend a lot of effort to open that place?

But there…” “I knew you would say this.”

Fuqiu Youyou smiled as if she had expected it, then took a deep breath, turned to look at the sky outside the mountain, and continued, "You know that Wei Yuan is here in Taolin."

"The old slave knows."

"I believe you know the rumors about Wei Yuan, too."

"I heard it a little, but it's just a rumor after all. No one has been able to provide evidence to completely finalize whether Wei Yuan was Ren Shenjun."

The old man spoke lightly.

Fu Qiu Youyou raised his eyebrows, "Meng Fengzi of Tai Sui Palace and Tao Weiyu of Mo Shen Palace were very nervous about him. If it weren't for Ren Fuping's reincarnation, I really couldn't think of the second reason why these two gods who were pointed at Mai Mang valued him so much at the same time."

Hearing this, the old man was silent for a moment, and then whispered in the end, "The Gods are not without mistakes. Meng Zhenshu and Tao Weiyu are concerned about each other. I guess they must be like this when they meet someone with similar breaths."

This immediately made Fu Qiu Youyou laugh out loud. After laughing, she continued, "What you said really makes sense. Those two women were desperate for one Ren Fuping back then, but if you want to say that Meng Zhenshu was nervous, Wei Yuan would be fine. After all, they are crazy people, and there is no reason for madman to do things."

Speaking of this, Fu Qiu Youyou narrowed his eyes and then continued to speak, "But Tao Weiyu is different. She has been looking for Ren Fuping for so long. She has not seen anyone similar to Ren Fuping before, but she is not as nervous as she is now. It seems that Wei Yuan's matter is almost the same."

"So, this is why our ancestors want him to enter the Secret Realm of Fentian?"

The old man with white beard asked this question.

Fu Qiu Youyou nodded slightly, "No, after all, there is something in the secret realm of the Heavens, only he can take out."

"Which scabbard are you talking about?"

The old man frowned slightly, "But that thing is not such a powerful magic weapon, what do you want that thing to do?"

"Who said I wanted it? If he could take it out, it would naturally belong to him, and..." Speaking of this, Fu Qiu Youyou raised his eyebrows slightly, "Who told you that the sword sheath is not a powerful magic weapon?"

Hearing this, the old man frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "Are you the old slave wrong?"

"Of course it's wrong."

Fu Qiu Youyou grinned and murmured to himself, "The scabbard depends on who can exert its true power."

Although the old man was a little confused, he did not continue to ask questions. Instead, he changed the topic and said, "Then ancestor, you asked the sword slave to teach him Taolin's sword skills in advance. Why is this?"

“Isn’t this obvious yet?

My Taolin swordsmanship is not learned in vain. It is soft-hearted and has short hands."

Fu Qiu Youyou grinned, "With this talent Wei Yuan has shown now, no matter whether he is Ren Fuping's reincarnation or not, his future achievements will be limitless."

Hearing this, the old man suddenly said with great enlightenment, "Are you going to tie him to Taolin tightly before he grows up, and fight for a powerful alliance for Taolin in the future?"

Fu Qiu Youyou nodded slightly, "Yes, since you want to form an alliance, you naturally have to protect him before he grows up. Don't die in the cradle. This world is too dangerous, at least it will be very dangerous before he reaches the upper realm of creation."

"Those old monsters who are old and immortal must have been eyeing each other, but as long as they are in my Taolin, even if Li Xuantu comes in person, they will not be able to be presumptuous in my territory!"

The conversation was divided into two parts. Then, Wei Yuan, who sat upright on the bed in the restaurant, sat down for a whole day, without moving at all. He had already deduced the records on Li Xuantu's swordsmanship notes thousands of times in his mind.

The moment he opened his eyes again, the sky had already dimmed and the night was getting darker. Wei Yuan took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it. He drew a large circle from top to bottom in front of him, stabbing the power of Taoism that was slightly up and down due to the climbing of the sword. Then he got up and left the restaurant and headed towards Fengyuping, Beimen.

At midnight, Wei Yuan arrived at Fengyuping on time, and Jiannu was still waiting early. The sound of swords came all night. That night, Jiannu taught the sword intent.

After many twists and turns, the word "Sword Intent" is more important than the sword. The night is very short. When it dawn, it was not the one standing on Fengyuping that stood dull on Wei Yuan, who had seen the transcendent sword intent, but the Taolin sword slave with a slightly pale face.

After being stunned for a long time, the sword slave laughed like a dream, "Young Master Wei, you really surprised me, but it was only one day. The speed of your sword path climbing is simply incredible."

Wei Yuan did not answer, and the sword slave did not know that he had the sword-travel insight notes in his hand. Although he only used the records of the first three pages as his own, this was already an extremely rich treasure for Wei Yuan.

Another night of teaching, Wei Yuan's sword intent was raised in a straight line, not only his own sword intent, but also the traceless sword intent that was completely integrated with the soul sea had a little bit of a sign of getting better.

The cultivation of sword intent is similar to that of the cultivator's realm, and they have different levels of high and low levels. Apart from those young men who have not taken a few steps on the sword path, the subsequent realm is to first see the path, enter the hall, gradually enter the better, integrate it, and finally reach the pinnacle and achieve the ultimate realm of transformation.

Wei Yuan's own sword intent has been thoroughly integrated. He is like using his fingers to reach the top, just one line away from stepping into the top. If the sword intent reaches the top and his sword skills and sword moves are already superb, he can truly gain a glimpse of the vast world of sword momentum.

As for the traceless sword intent in Wei Yuan’s soul sea, since it is completely integrated with the soul, it is one of the powers of the soul and will not hinder Wei Yuan’s sword climbing.

This is also the most surprising thing about Sword Nu. Not to mention Wei Yuan's peak realm at the peak of the God, even some monks at the peak of creation rarely have sword skills and sword intent that grows so fast. It is not groundless to be called the first young man in the world.

In Jiannu's opinion, this son's attainment in the sword path has even surpassed many sword masters. As long as he is given some more time, a bright sun that shines on the world in the future will rise in the vast world, even better than the arrogant Ren Fuping, who was once so glorious and arrogant.
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