A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

"A panda cub wants to learn to sword?"

Jiang Ding was stunned.

Panda, sword.

These two things are irrelevant no matter how you look at them.

"To be precise, it's not sword learning."

Wei Hu didn't dare to lie, so he said bravely: "I have also read the information about this panda cub. He is famous for being playful and lazy in Shudu No. 7 Middle School. I heard that he is often bullied by other pandas, and his grades in cultural classes are always at the bottom. First, she often gets into trouble, and if it weren’t for her parents’ large donations every year, she would have been expelled by now.”

"That……"

Jiang Ding looked over doubtfully.

"She might want to take a shortcut."

Wei Hu explained: "The Cold Weapon is 40 points anyway. If you teach her personally, coupled with the strong physique of the Iron-eating Beast clan, she has a good chance of getting full marks. After all, your Cold Weapon level is It is almost an unprecedented leader in Xianmen."

This is a fact, cold weapons are almost a desert in Xianmen.

"A rotten panda cub about to take the college entrance examination?"

Jiang Ding frowned.

The citizenship rights of the Immortal Sect are notoriously strict. In addition to being born, the rest must rely on talent, military exploits, creativity, ideological and moral scores, and luck. Only in this way can one obtain a quota for ascension immigrants.

No one in tens of billions. This is not an exaggeration, but just the most conservative estimate.

This is still a human being, the same race as the citizens of Xianmen.

If it were replaced by a monster spirit beast, it would be impossible.

The panda family is an exception.

Before the emergence of transcendence, this race had a higher status and lived together with humans all year round.

When the extraordinary appeared, the panda ancestor Hua Lingling followed the sages of the immortal sect to fight for nine days. Together they experienced the humiliating life of being occupied, citizens being enslaved as furnaces, and pandas becoming pets and spiritual beasts, and then became glorious again.

It can be said that we share weal and woe.

The panda clan, before they are a hundred years old, are just very precious spiritual beasts with high status but no power.

Only after one hundred years of age will spiritual wisdom be awakened.

At this time, they began to be regarded as citizens of the Immortal Sect.

Citizen of Xianmen,

Powers and Duties.

At this time, they must start school, starting from kindergarten, elementary school, middle school, high school (technical secondary school), and at least fifteen years of compulsory education.

If they violate the rules, their parents will be arrested.

It is said that panda cubs often fail to complete their compulsory education, resulting in two giant pandas being imprisoned together to serve their sentences.

This panda must have been put under a certain amount of pressure by her parents, and she must at least be admitted to the monastic department of a university.

"Senior, then I refused?"

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Wei Hu asked cautiously.

"Agree."

Jiang Ding sighed: "Senior Hua, he has made great contributions to the Immortal Sect. How can he refuse a small favor?"

"Yes, I understand."

Wei Hu wrote this down.

After quietly watching the Xia Shi Kendo Hall for several hours without finding anything wrong, Jiang Ding came to the outside of a Kendo Hall called Liufeng.

In the kendo hall, a pretty woman was leading thirty or forty boys and girls to practice sword practice.

With each move, the girl's posture is graceful, clear and vigorous, as straight as the wind from the sky, and the fairy dances, while the boy is full of youth, with sweat flowing down the muscle texture, masculine and attractive, making people unable to take their eyes away.

Jiang Ding watched them silently.

"Senior, these are not members of the Kendo Hall teaching class and their students."

"It has nothing to do with us."

Wei Hu's expression changed slightly: "This is a private kendo training class. Their boss must be interested in the emerging kendo training industry, so he joined it in order to make quick money."

"They are misleading people!"

The swordsmanship of these people is very beautiful, far better than the students in the Jindan Kendo training class.

It can even be said that it is more beautiful than the swordsmanship of the Jindan monk. It has been specially designed and incorporates many dance techniques, and he has expertise in this area.

The kendo hall is luxuriously decorated and elegant, making people feel at ease at first glance.

The price is naturally three times that of instructors and students in kendo training classes and five times that of kendo gyms.

The Kendo Hall is a semi-welfare facility.

Coupled with the professional publicity model, capable sales staff, and an endless stream of students coming and going.

"There's no such thing as misleading someone's disciples."

"It's just that it's a bit worse in terms of actual combat."

Jiang Ding shook his head slightly: "This is actually a good thing. More people join this industry, a hundred flowers bloom, and there are different sword skills. This is good."

"If so, every kendo gym will copy and paste the same swordsmanship with my style, which is not good."

"This kind of situation should be encouraged and supported. Of course, this one doesn't count. It's too fancy."

As the kendo gym continues to expand,

He also gradually understood why ancient sages often only talked about the beginning of their sermons, and then skipped directly to the end, telling how immortality was achieved after becoming immortals and saints. .

This is because I want to see some paths that are different from my own as a reference.

Wei Hu felt at ease.

"Let's get a Kendo Innovation Award."

Jiang Ding thought for a while and said: "The annual bonus of 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones is given to all those who create new swordsmanship and sword-controlling skills within the Immortal Sect, as well as... those who follow me to learn swordsmanship for half a year. Chance."

"yes!"

Wei Hu made a mental note of who could serve as judges, preferably foundation-building monks and those with outstanding swordsmanship.

"How are the preparations for the Kendo Association and the first Huashan Sword Forum?"

Jiang Ding asked.

After six years of cultivation, the number of people practicing swordsmanship in the Immortal Sect has reached hundreds of millions. They have basically acquired a certain foundation, and higher-level buildings need to be built.

"It's all ready, and it can be listed in a month or so at the latest."

Wei Hu said respectfully: "The responsibility of the Kendo Association is to exchange swordsmanship, and to assign swordsmanship levels to swordsmen, from amateur first-level swordsman, amateur second-level swordsman to amateur ninth-level swordsman, etc. The standards have been rising in sequence. The highest ones now are amateur fourth-level swordsmen, and amateur ninth-level swordsmen." Swordsmen may appear in another ten or twenty years, and this is already the pinnacle of swordsmanship skills."

"As for professional swordsmen..."

He paused and said, "The standards you have set are too high. Only monks who understand the meaning of swords can be called professional swordsmen. With the next life span, I may not see the emergence of professional swordsmen."

"Maybe you'll see it."

Jiang Ding was noncommittal.

A first-level professional swordsman, comprehending sword intent, a second-level professional swordsman, differentiated sword light, a third-level professional swordsman, the thunderous sound of sword energy...

His current level can be called a second-level professional swordsman, and he is considered a strong one among the second-level professional swordsmen.

“These people with the title of amateur swordsman need support.”

Jiang Ding thought for a while: "I will give out one hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones every year. The top thousand people who have played a certain number of games in the Taixu Illusion Realm will share the spiritual stones together. Amateur swordsmen will do it one by one." One hundred points for amateur swordsmen, 9th Dan, and four for amateur swordsmen. We’ll talk about professional swordsmen later.”

"One hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones?"

Wei Hu's body trembled.

As far as he knew, there were only 121 amateur fixed-level swordsmen, most of whom were from the Jindan Kendo training class.

If there are no big changes this year, each person can get at least 800 low-grade spiritual stones!

If converted into spiritual coins, it would be more than 8,000 spiritual coins, and if converted into mortal coins, it would be more than 100,000!

If you are an amateur swordsman at the third or fourth level, taking six to seven hundred thousand is just like playing.

An annual salary of one million is nothing!

Originally, he didn't have time to set a segment because he was busy with work.

Now,

We have time.

At a time when there aren’t many amateur swordsmen, it’s like picking up money!

It is conceivable that after the news spreads, how many people will go crazy instantly, and the number of people competing for rankings in Taixu Fantasy Realm will instantly increase by hundreds and thousands of times!