A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

love.

A man who loves kendo.

Even if you have poor understanding and poor qualifications, you may not be able to go very far, but this is enough.

In this era when kendo is just emerging, people like this are needed to slowly cultivate and spread kendo so that it can thrive.

The sword head is set.

On September 9, 11264, the first Huashan sword competition of the Immortal Sect was held, and the first laurel crown appeared.

"Good times, this is a day worth remembering."

Jiang Ding praised.

Phew!

In the void, a high-pitched scream came, piercing the clouds and cracking the rocks, the layers of the sun tree collapsed, and the spiritual light collapsed.

then,

A sun crane with a wingspan of 1,000 meters spreads its gorgeous wings, pure gold burns white, and the sword of destruction spreads in all directions, causing layers of unstable ripples to appear in the void.

"Go ahead."

Jiang Ding said softly.

Phew!

There was another sound of clouds splitting, and the Sun Crane spread its wings lightly, piercing the space, thundering, turning into the cracks in the space and disappearing.

The cracks in the black net slowly healed.

Jiang Ding closed his eyes.

Taiqing Feijian owns his golden elixir and part of his soul. It can be said that he is more important. He can fight alone. In the past, it was just not necessary.

…

The top of Mount Huashan.

In the midst of everyone's attention, the sword leader Wang Tiansheng of the first Huashan Sword Forum was receiving cheers from everyone. This process was broadcast live to the entire Immortal Sect and the thirteen smaller circles.

In an instant, his fame spread all over the world.

Even though Wang Tiansheng was the number one scholar in the Immortal Sect, he was a little arrogant at the moment. This is the temperament of a young man.

"Will Senior Jiang come?"

Wang Tiansheng quietly sent a message to Wei Hu who was not far away.

This person, who was only in the Foundation Establishment realm, personally killed many candidates for the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, had countless true disciples, captured the Ganghan Realm, and was almost a legend among the immortal sects.

There have been tens of thousands of Immortal Sect champions, but no one has ever been so dazzling.

"meeting."

Wei Hu looked respectful.

Although they were both practicing Qi, he did not think that he and the other party were on the same level.

This is a person who is certain to have a golden elixir, and Yuanying has at least 10% hope.

Wang Tiansheng felt relieved.

Hundreds of thousands of people around Huashan also held their breath and stared at the sky, including many Golden Elixir monks.

Phew!

Accompanied by a sword whistle that penetrated the clouds and cracked the stone, a black spot appeared in the space in the sky. The black spot spread into spider web-like cracks, and the terrifying aura of broken space spread in all directions.

The thoughts of more than 100,000 people were frozen and they could not breathe under the pressure.

Even the souls of many Jindan monks are trembling and their bodies are shaking, as if they are facing a natural disaster. They are as fragile as candles in the wind and will be extinguished at any time.

"Golden elixir? Golden elixir!"

"He is Jin Dan? Damn it, why didn't I know!"

Many immortal sect golden elixir monks cursed secretly.

"Tao Zi, Tao Zi of the Immortal Sect!"

"This is definitely Taoist!"

Other golden elixir monks who had participated in the internal war were so excited that their bodies were trembling, and they really confirmed, imagining some beautiful scene, and smiled silly from time to time, as if they were crazy.

First came the crane head, which appeared through the space, its tip as sharp as a sword.

Then came the graceful neck like a swan, the gorgeous body, and finally the wings of the sun god with a wingspan of a thousand meters. The heavy pressure of destruction spread out in all directions.

Thousands of miles of white clouds dissipated, and the warm rays of the sun shone on the earth, covering the top of Mount Huashan with a layer of gold.

"Wang Tiansheng."

The sun god Crane spits out human words.

"I've met senior!"

Wang Tiansheng saluted and said hello excitedly.

"You won the first Huashan Sword Competition. In terms of swordsmanship, you are undoubtedly the first among the younger generations of the Immortal Sect."

The pointed beak of the Sun God Crane opened slightly, and a pure gold flying sword flew out of his mouth and fell into Wang Tiansheng's hand: "I will give you a Huashan Sword, which contains my sword intention. If you are interested in the future, you can refer to it. .”

"In addition, I will give you 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones."

"I wish my little friend a happy journey to immortality."

He knew that it was impossible for the young man in front of him to follow the path of swordsmanship, but this did not prevent him from giving instructions to help him, just as many seniors had done to him many years ago.

"Thank you, senior!"

Wang Tiansheng bowed deeply and said loudly.

Jiang Ding nodded slightly.

"Fang Yilong."

He looked at the dark-skinned farmer in his forties or fifties.

"I've met Senior Jiang."

Fang Yilong looked at the sun crane in front of him with burning eyes, as if he was seeing the real sun.

"You win the second sword, and you will be given thirty thousand low-grade spiritual stones, and a silver fish sword with sword intent inside. You can refer to one or two."

"Thank you, senior!"

Fang Yilong bowed deeply.

"Liu Yu."

"I will give you ten thousand low-grade spiritual stones and a copper fish sword, which contains the sword's intention. You can understand it a little bit."

Jiang Ding followed the procedure.

The third place was a woman with short hair who seemed to be a student at Mulan University. She was also not weak.

"That's it."

The Sun God Crane took one last look at the many people who were qualified to be called sword seedlings, broke through the space, and disappeared.

After a long time, the pressure of the sword dissipated.

There was a buzz, people were talking excitedly about something

Unsurprisingly, after today, a large number of articles related to Huashan Sword Theory will occupy the headlines of major Xianmen websites.

The power of swordsmanship will be deeply impressed in people's hearts.

It is conceivable that from now on, many people will try to take this path and regard it as an alternative path, and it will no longer be unknown.

…

After some time.

The Taiqing Flying Sword turned back and landed in the hands of a young man in green in the Yinkong Island dormitory.

"Grow up quickly, seedlings."

Jiang Ding looked expectantly at Fang Yilong and other swordsmen who performed well in the first Huashan Sword Competition and who, as expected, would take up the path of swordsmanship.

In the future, their cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds, because swordsmanship is their talent, which has not been discovered before.

Then, encounter a bottleneck and try to solve it.

Some succeed and advance further in their cultivation, while some fail and die.

But anyway, they existed.

Their existence itself is part of Xianmen's exploration of the way of swordsmanship.

Jiang Ding would not accept them as disciples, take them with him, spend a lot of resources, and cultivate them carefully.

What he needs is not one or two strong men.

What he needs is a social environment that continuously produces kendo monks, a real kendo that does not need to rely on a certain person to exist, and a strong vitality for the kendo of the Immortal Sect.

He will provide help, provide a good environment, encourage and support, so that true swordsmanship talents can emerge from the ground, grow tenaciously, be invincible, and be indestructible. When encountering difficulties, he will find funds by himself and form a team for research and development.

Rather, they are ducks that gain weight quickly.

Otherwise, even if he is relatively wealthy among Nascent Soul cultivators, he would not be able to afford such support.

After feeling some gratitude, Jiang Ding put the Taiqing Flying Sword between his eyebrows, stood up and flew into the sky.

"Jiang Ding!"

Not far away, An Siyan and Jin Lingfeng also flew towards this side and said hello.

The three of them made an appointment to inspect the Lianyun Airport Shipbuilding Heavy Industry Group today, and stopped by to take a look at the super battleship Dainhi, which was mostly completed and the outer deck and formations were being laid.