Chapter 5084

He couldn't believe that the young Yan Xian, who broke nearly a hundred long swords after meeting for only a few hours, said that he would be able to compare with his master in the future. It was too unimaginable.

Seeing that jianwushuang was so determined, even the pudgy old man was shocked, but soon disdained to say, "in fact, it is absurd and nonsense!"

Sword matchless smiled, "I am nonsense, only you know."

"Tell me why." The pudgy old man stared at him and said quite seriously.

He nodded and continued, "the reason is very simple. His sword casting technique is not good. It can even be said that he is still in the initial stage. From this, we can see that it is clumsy."

"However, he made up for his weakness with diligence. Just in the previous war, he showed nearly 100 swords, and one was better than one. If I guess right, he has forged more than 10000 swords."

The young man kneeling in the clouds suddenly raised his head when he heard the speech. He looked at the unparalleled sword in disbelief. It seemed that he was secretly surprised to be found.

After hearing this, the pudgy old man shook his head and said, "diligence can make up for weakness. This is a great fallacy. Since ancient times, how many monks can come to the end?"

Jian Wushuang said with a smile, "diligence can really make up for clumsiness, but this is only the initial condition. More importantly, his master will spare no effort to teach."

"Hum!" He shook his sleeves. "It's unreasonable. Who is another disciple?"

Nan Xuan looked very nervous and in the clouds. He clearly came to this world with Jian Wushuang. Why didn't he find anything while Jian Wushuang was talking?

Jian Wushuang said, "the disciple with the youngest age and the most flexible eyes is the second."

Once he said this, the pudgy old man could no longer hide his surprise in his eyes, and his terrible derivative force directly covered the whole sky.

"Who on earth are you and how do you know so much?"

Nanxuan was like a great enemy, and also released a surging and terrible derivative force.

The sword matchless is still indifferent and completely unaffected by the pudgy old man. "I came here just to ask the master craftsman a question and have no other disorderly ideas."

"As for why I know so much, I told you one by one after you calmed down."

In an instant, the tit for tat derivative force dissipated directly, and the pudgy old man returned to his previous indifference, but there was no contempt in his eyes, "please say."

Jian Wushuang nodded and said, "I've been looking for master craftsman for some time. Finally, I entered this world by mistake. More coincidentally, I met a group of disciples of master craftsman at that time, including nearly 50."

"Those disciples fled in panic because of the strange phenomenon from heaven, and even the sword blanks on the bank were discarded at will. However, one of them fell into the water because of his firm embrace of the sword blanks."

"I rescued him and had a brief conversation. From his eyes, I saw unspeakable obsession and far more talent than my peers."

"These two disciples are my choice."

After saying the last sentence, Jian Wushuang nodded and looked at the pudgy old man.

For a long time there was no language, and the world was silent.

The pudgy old man's eyes were as sharp as a sword, kept examining him, and said in a hoarse voice for a long time, "are you the one who took the seat corrected by the childe?"

"No, I'm not any force, only tourists floating and sinking between heaven and earth." Jian Wushuang said very simply and decisively without hesitation.

It seemed that he was judging whether what he said was true or not. Finally, he smiled secretly, "what an interesting younger generation."

"Well, that's enough. Let me do it."

With that, the pudgy old man turned and walked to the depths of the clouds, and his voice sounded.

"Don't kneel there, stupid disciple. Cast me another 1000 swords and insert them into Jianshan after casting."

Hearing the speech, the young man solemnly said, "yes, master."

Sword matchless shook his head with a smile and followed the pudgy old man with Nan Xuan.

Then the young man caught up with him and bowed his hands solemnly, "I'm stupid and can't say anything, but I still want to thank you solemnly."

Jian Wushuang smiled and waved his hand. "Thank me. I don't have to pester your master more and learn more."

"I will." His eyes were burning with determination.

After the last pass, the craftsman Xu Tuo showed up, which saved him a lot of trouble and gave him a preliminary understanding of Xu Tuo.

The Sanchun mountain heaven is far more grand than some ordinary heaven. It has strong derivative power and is extremely suitable for cultivation.

But jianwushuang guessed that there were no more than 100 monks, or even fewer, living in the whole three inch mountain heaven.

However, although there are few monks, there are many pavilions in the sky. You can easily feel the subtlety when shuttling through them.

The pudgy old man carried his hands and walked slowly.

The sword unparalleled followed, did not speak, and was content.

For nearly half an hour, I shuttled through the clouds and finally came to an extremely magnificent and vast Taoist field.

The dojo is square, with a edge of 100000 Li. It is built of dark rocks. There is a strange smell wrapping the whole dojo.

If the Taoist field alone is not too shocking, what surprised jianunparalleled is the giant tripod placed on the Taoist field.

There are ten giant tripods, each of which is huge to the extreme, like a sacred mountain on the Taoist field.

Like boiling soup, the black and red magma rolled and roared in the huge tripod, overflowing with boundless spark, which was extremely shocking.

At the same time, the diffractive force in the sky formed ten violent vortices, all of which poured into the giant tripod, which was very shocking.

It is conceivable that once the magma in the giant tripod falls, it will be an unimaginable disaster.

This is the Taoist temple where the craftsman Xu Tuo created the most precious treasure!

The pudgy old man stopped, looked at the sword and said, "you are the only outsider here except my disciples."

"It's an honor." The sword has no double nod.

The pudgy old man was very satisfied and couldn't help nodding, "humble younger generation, with some of my style in those days."

Next, under his guidance, jianwushuang and nanxuan proudly entered the vast Zhibao Taoist field.

Layers of dark blue derivative force fluctuations, like a huge boundary, protect this Taoist field.

One step into it, an unspeakable heavy pressure came on my face in an instant.

Caught off guard, even Nan xuandu, who was a Dayan immortal, couldn't help humming.

The heavy pressure here is far more than any heaven, even hundreds of times in the void. I'm afraid Yan Xian will suffer irreparable damage in an instant if he rashly steps here.